The Northern Meditation Cultivator knows very well how to solve the current situation.

In terms of numbers, they have an absolute advantage, and with Liao Luofeng and other strong help, if it weren't for the magic sound of the Twelve Towns Requiem, the balance of the battle situation should have tilted towards their side at this moment.

The tunes made by those twelve guys were really too torturous, and it was unreasonable not to hurry up and clean them up.

The Northern Meditation began to look around.

Heavenly Humanity can only probe living individuals with spiritual power, and judging from the previous detection, those twelve guys not only did not have cultivation spiritual power, but also had no original spiritual power necessary to embark on the path of cultivation, and could only be investigated with the naked eye.

And those twelve kinds of music are fused together, it seems that each music is hiding the true source of the sound for others, and the spiritual power contained in the music will affect the sea of knowledge, and if you want to find them, using the naked eye is the easiest and most useful way.

Although it was not clear where they were, the Northern Meditation Cultivator could still judge that if the twelve demonic sounds were to cover them as best as possible, most of these twelve people would also surround them in the middle, and they would not be too far away from them.

Northern Meditation Cultivator does not have the luxury of killing all twelve people, as long as they can kill one, the magic sound has a flaw, it is their chance.

He dodged several pebbles from behind and flew into the courtyard wall of a house, without looking back at the wall that had been pierced by the pebbles.

The town is not too big, but there are so many houses that it is difficult to find twelve people, but it should not be difficult to find the people who are playing music.

It's just that when the Northern Meditation carefully captured the more recognizable piano sound among the twelve musical tones, and turned out of the courtyard wall on the left, a strong wind came from his right side, which came extremely abruptly, leaving no time for the Northern Meditation Cultivation to react.

The other party didn't even give him time to draw his sword, and just as he jumped out of the courtyard wall, he attacked.

Frankly speaking, this should not be considered a sneak attack, the opponent's punch is very open, but he was originally very well concealed, and the speed of his punch is extremely fast, which is definitely much faster than the sneak attack of ordinary cultivators.

If there was no accident, Bei Ming Xiu would definitely not have time to react, and this little time was only enough for him to move the tip of the sword up by an inch.

But Bei Mingxiu didn't react, and let the punch land on his right chest.

Just as he was about to meet that punch, a nether ice lotus that exuded a black aura bloomed in the shirt on his chest.

The moment the Nether Ice Lotus bloomed, the spiritual power contained in it had not yet dispersed, and it met with that punch, although it could not achieve the maximum killing effect, it was best to use all the spiritual power in it together with the Fallen Yuan to resist this sudden attack.

He had known for a long time that someone would attack him suddenly here.

Although his celestial humanity couldn't detect the location of the Twelve Towns Requiem, it was more than enough to detect this strange guy who came with Qi Weibian.

The current situation is that the other person is in mid-air, and the other party punches him in the right chest from the side, but it is completely blocked by the Netherworld Ice Lotus. It's just that as the ice chips continue to fall, the spiritual power fluctuations on the fist of the black-robed man who shot have not weakened by half a point.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator has confirmed the identity of this black-robed man.

Those who can come with Qi Weibian and Wu Qingqian are either willing to follow Qi Weibian for some reason like the Twelve Towns Requiem, or they are also the masters of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain who are also parties to the Yellow Springs, and the only one who wraps himself so tightly in broad daylight is the mysterious Secret Gate Master.

And judging from the impact on his right chest, the cultivation of this secret sect master was at least above the eighth order, and at least the strongest Nether Ice Lotus he had condensed could not resist the opponent's still increasing fist strength.

But what he used to deal with the attack of the Secret Gate Master was not just a Netherworld Ice Lotus.

The cracking and shattering of the ice lotus continued, but no matter how rapid the sound of the ice explosion was and how dense the falling ice chips were, the fist of the secret door master was always a little far away from the chest of the Northern Cultivator.

A soft hum came from the cloak of the Secret Door Master.

The second sound of um, usually indicates surprise.

In the name of darkness, the secret door only obeys the dispatch and command of the general door, and the specific functions are very mysterious, even Lu Linxi can't tell the reason, as the owner of the secret door, he must have experienced strong winds and waves, and it is difficult to be surprised in the face of any situation. 520

But now he did have some surprise, or rather surprise.

It seemed that the thing that stopped in front of his fist was not a hard ice lotus, but a glacier, although it was hard to the touch, it was soft inside, and the strength in his fist was well dispersed, so that it would not hit the chest of the Northern Meditation Cultivator directly-the original powerful fist strength was enough to shatter a few bones of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The reason why he thinks it should be a glacier and not an ice lotus is not only because it is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, but also because the river has a source.

It is precisely because of the replenishment of the source that the river can continue to flow, and the Netherworld Ice Lotus is also receiving a steady stream of replenishment.

The master of the secret door thought about it, and finally thought that this was an ice lotus again.

The river has its source, and the lotus has its roots.

The reason why this Netherworld Ice Lotus has a steady stream of spiritual power replenishment is because it has taken root in the body of the Northern Netherworld Cultivator.

The Ice Lotus of the Northern Meditation Cultivation has always come out of its hands, and the moment it makes a move, it is its full power. Many people regard the Ice Lotus as an important defense object when they are fighting against the Northern Immortal Cultivator, but few people know that when these Ice Lotuses are not in full bloom, they are just an ice bullet hidden somewhere on the body of the Northern Immortal Cultivator.

The ice marble is the seed of the fairy lotus, it can hold the ice lotus, and of course it can also turn into roots and leaves, and now this Netherworld Ice Lotus has its own roots.

Its roots were rooted outside the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and it absorbed the spiritual power condensed from other ice bullets and the Heavenly Humanity.

The cultivation of the Northern Meditation Cultivator itself is not very high, except for the exquisite swordsmanship and invisible sword intent, most of his background comes from the "inventory" accumulated over time.

Now this Netherworld Ice Lotus is the crystallization of all the spiritual power of the Northern Netherworld Cultivation.

But that's not the biggest reason to surprise the owner of the secret door.

What surprised him even more was the movement of this Netherworld Ice Lotus.

It was not fending off the invasion of his fist, but pulling his fist inside, in other words, the Northern Immortal Cultivator was actively repelling his attack, but in the case of resistance, he harnessed the Netherworld Ice Lotus to gradually drag his fist closer to his chest.

Pulling the fist of an eighth-order master closer to his body, no matter how you look at it, you don't take your life seriously.

The master of the secret door knows that it is absolutely impossible for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to joke with his own life, although this person sometimes makes a move to fight for his life, but every time this kind of seemingly death-seeking fight, the one who dies will be his opponent.

So he chose to withdraw his fist without hesitation, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the shadows also raised slightly at this time.

He found it funny.

Because he can't pull his punch now.

The Netherworld Ice Lotus suddenly bloomed completely, and the cold ice with black qi surged up almost frantically, already binding his hands firmly, like a wolf biting the neck of its prey, not giving him a chance to leave at all.

At the same time, Bei Mingxiu's left hand stabbed out with his fingers, and the invisible sword intent poured out of his fingertips by half an inch, directly stabbing at the bound right hand of the Secret Gate Master at an unbelievable speed.

Half-inch sword, not long or short, the most sharp.

The master of the secret door naturally would not be afraid of the cold and dark sword intent of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, although it was difficult to guard against, but with his protective body spiritual power, even if a large part of it was in the right hand to resist the invasion of the cold ice, it was enough to block this attack, but the purpose of the Northern Meditation Cultivator's blow was not to cause effective damage, as long as it could leave a wound.

It is no secret that the Northern Immortal Cultivator's fallen Yuan has long been a secret, and of course the Secret Gate Master will not let him succeed, but the Northern Immortal Cultivator has been planning for a long time, and he is extremely fast, and the cold of the Netherworld Ice Lotus blooming has also affected his reaction speed, and it is too late to resist at this time.

In the midst of the crisis, the right leg of the secret door master bent his knee and popped out, and he rushed to attack the lower body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

This battle took place between the lightning and flint, neither of them landed, everything changed in an instant, but at this moment, all the killing intent of both sides had bloomed.

Whether the finger of the Northern Sect fell on the Master of the Secret Gate first, or the Master of the Secret Gate kicked the Northern Cultivator away, the victory or defeat of this halfway interception was already in the middle.