At the same moment, in the belly of Lingxiao Peak.

Bei Mingxiu's hands were cold and flowing, and as he used his Flowing Cloud Hand, his fingertips continued to tap, and countless ice bullets shot towards the surroundings, only to disappear in an instant.

Not long ago, he used the teleportation talisman of Momei Villa to bypass Dongfang Xin's hidden thunder killing machine in the stone gate, and forcibly entered the space where the Yin Spring of the Heavenly Vein Spring was hidden, but since he entered, there was nothing else around him except for pitch black.

His heavenly humanity was only separated from his body for a moment, and he was directly extinguished by the invisible force, and he couldn't perceive it at all, and it seemed that the oppressive force from all directions pounced on his body all the time, even if the cold qi of the Northern Darkness had condensed the cold ice around him, it was also ruthlessly wiped out after blocking it for a while.

It was as if a soldier was alone in an ambush on all sides, let alone investigating the surrounding situation, and it was extremely difficult to even protect himself.

In fact, if it weren't for the sword he slashed at himself after entering the stone gate, causing blood to burn all over his body along with the cold flames, he would have been a dead man by now.

There was only endless darkness and murder in the secret room where the Yin Spring of the Heavenly Vein Spring was hidden, and the shadow of the Heavenly Vein Spring could not be touched at all.

This is clearly a trap, and a trap that will surely put the Northern Meditation to death.

When the Northern Meditation Cultivator stepped into it, Dongfang Xin didn't pay any attention to it, and the reason was the same.

When you enter this door, you should be a dead person.

......

Sima Wuhua is hidden in the collection of ten thousand scrolls and has been watching from the sidelines for a long time.

He had already reminded Northern Meditation, but Northern Meditation Cultivation would not listen to his advice, in fact, he had already seen that even if Northern Meditation Cultivation knew that this was a trap, he would still jump in without hesitation.

Because the Yin Spring of the Heavenly Vein Spring is here.

Even if Dongfang Xin has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, it is impossible for these two springs that Xun Rizhao is stable with its own fairyland fusion to be moved, since the Yin Spring is here, then even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, he has to break through.

Solving Dongfang Xin from the root is the best way.

It's just that now it seems that the situation of the Northern Meditation Cultivator is not good.

He couldn't perceive everything around him, not even whether he was in the secret room where the Yin Spring was located, or another space, and the burning of the Cold Flame kept consuming his blood and qi, and in the long run, he would definitely die in this darkness.

It's just that this darkness is actually not strange to him.

This was what he was best at, but he didn't expect that Dongfang Xin's cultivation on this path was even more profound than the day he killed him.

"The Scroll of Extinction can annihilate all living beings, boy of the Northern Underworld, I don't see any way for your flames to be annihilated, but it is only a matter of time before you act like this, and it is only a matter of time before the Scroll of Extinction is annihilated. ”

Sima Wuhua's words still have the meaning of a precept.

It's a knock, but it's also pointing the way.

Although the Cold Flame is wonderful, it can even burn against the annihilation energy of the Extinction Scroll, so that the Northern Meditation Cultivator is safe and sound in the Extinction Scroll, but it is not a long-term solution to use this kind of flame that can only be used by burning blood.

In the Holy Pavilion, no one understands the birth and death of all things better than him, even if it is Dongfang Xin, the cultivation of the extinction scroll unveiled here is also a certain distance from his heyday.

The best way to deal with the extinction scroll is to use the birth scroll of all things, these two volumes are mutually reinforcing, but Sima Wuhua himself has not cultivated the character scroll, and now he has become a fierce spirit, even if he is cultivated

Scrolls are also unusable.

But in the midst of the power of the Extinction Scroll, he was able to guide the Northern Meditation Cultivator to delay for a longer period of time, even if it was only a palliative rather than a cure.

However, for his admonition, the Northern Meditation Cultivator only turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't know about his existence at all.

He has always been a very grudgeful person, even though he knows that Sima Wuhua is the master of the Ten Thousand Scrolls Collection, the cultivator of the birth and death of all things, and the accumulation of cultivation is far better than him, and as long as he lowers his head slightly, Sima Wuhua will teach him the essence of the birth and death of all things that are not recorded in the Ten Thousand Scrolls, but he just doesn't want to do this.

If you have your own way, why pin your trust on a murderous spirit that you can't trust completely?

And if Sima Wuhua was really able to completely resist the extermination scroll, why would he be beating him now?

While using the Flowing Cloud Hand to stir the Cold Flame to protect himself, the Northern Meditation Cultivator continued to shoot ice bullets.

The ice bullets fell into the endless darkness as before, and then they lost their senses and seemed to have completely vanished.

He has never stopped firing ice bullets since stepping into the darkness, and still does.

Seeing this, Sima Wuhua had to sigh in his heart.

Bei Ming Xiu only believed what he believed, and didn't take him seriously at all. Such a stubborn junior, if it was back then, he would definitely reprimand him, but he knew that his actions back then were also one of the sources of the tragedy of the Northern Underworld, so he always used the residual spiritual power of Wanjuan to suppress the ferocity of the fierce soul, and did not let himself affect the Northern Immortal Cultivation.

Before the overall situation, he would never abandon the public for personal reasons, and the Northern Meditation Cultivation was actually the same.

In this process, Sima Wuhua has been thinking about the method of cracking the scroll.

This kind of annihilation that directly impacts the origin of life is something that even immortals can't easily bear. The cultivation of the Northern Meditation itself is extremely poor in his eyes, and he is not even qualified to challenge the teachings of the Holy Pavilion, and he is practicing the swordsmanship of the Northern Meditation Family and the sword technique of the Wu'an Sword Peak, which is so strange to survive, especially the strange but far beyond the orthodox Heavenly Humanity in some aspects, many methods are not applicable to him, and it is really difficult to think of the cracking method that the Northern Meditation can use in a short period of time.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator was still shooting ice bullets on his own, as if he was completely intoxicated with it, and he didn't even notice the laceration on his leg.

The flesh of the wound quickly dissipated into nothingness, as if it had never grown on his body, but when the blood flowed out, an ice blue flame ignited, completely dispelling the meaning of death.

The Grim Flame enveloped his body, dispelling anything that would hurt him, and the fact that it wasn't his own slash showed that the Stygian Flame's protection was not as good as before.

This is undoubtedly a dangerous signal, but the Northern Meditation Meditation still goes its own way.

It was only at this moment that Bei Mingxiu raised his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A loud bang rang out in his head.

To be precise, this voice did not come from the outside world, but completely sounded in the sea of his knowledge.

It was the powerful collision of the power of the human cultivators under the guidance of Dongfang Xin and the Xieling Array, and the medium conveyed to him in the sea of consciousness was the little bit of Origin Spirit Ink that Mo counted on his eyebrows before the first team set off.

To fight against an existence like Dongfang Xin, it is natural to make more preparations. Northern Meditation had never liked to fight unprepared battles, and now, he had gotten the news he wanted.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator suddenly lifted his breath, and the Cold Darkness Flame burst into flames as if it was being blown by a gale, and with his action, countless ice blue lights also appeared in the endless darkness.

Those were all ice bullets that were shot before the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The Extinction Scroll can annihilate everything, especially life, with the meaning of extinction in it, but it cannot annihilate the Cold Flame that contains the power of the bloodline of the Northern Immortal Cultivator.

Among those ice bullets, there are two drops of essence blood of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, one drop is condensed on the periphery of the ice layer to protect the inside of the ice bullet from damage, and the other is located in the center of the ice bullet, just waiting for a fire to ignite it.

Even though the perception has been swallowed up by the extinction scroll, the connection between his own bloodlines will not be severed, which is also an aspect that Sima Wuhua would never have thought of.

The Northern Hell Clan has been in Lingxiao Peak for thousands of years, but he is the only one who can use the power of his bloodline to trigger this cold dark flame.

At this moment, the fire has been ignited.

......

In the darkness, the cold flames were like chicks breaking through their shells, and the ice blue color illuminated the entire darkness a lot.

Under the scorching flames, there seemed to be a few turbidities in this darkness.

Sima Wuhua was shocked in his heart, and immediately understood, and nodded approvingly.

His gaze was extremely spicy, and those few turbidities were the flaws in the scroll.

The extinction scroll can annihilate everything, and the extinction scroll left behind the door by Dongfang Xin obviously uses the spiritual power of the Heavenly Vein Spring, and the range of power is very large, unlike Sima Wuhua's direct use back then, naturally the existence of flaws is indispensable, because even if there are flaws, they cannot be dissolved.

Although he didn't know what the way of the ice blue flame of the Northern Meditation Cultivation was, he did force out the flaws in the Extinction Scroll, and he did have the ability to directly erase the power of the Exterminating Scroll.

This is something he couldn't think of, and it should be something Dongfang Xin couldn't think of.

"The afterlife is terrifying. ”

Sima Wuhua muttered to himself in his heart, Bei Mingxiu's performance in this battle was perfect, even he couldn't blame, and he did what he couldn't do in his heyday.

Several rays of yin qi flowed out from the Ten Thousand Scrolls, and they were instantly wiped out by the Cold Flames, but they still pointed out several directions.

Although the Northern Meditation Cultivator forced out the flaws, he did not have the ability to perceive them, and he would not let the Northern Meditation Cultivator let go of this fleeting opportunity.

Moreover, the Northern Meditation Cultivator may be waiting for his guidance?

When he pointed out the direction, the cold light in the hands of the Northern Meditation Cultivator shone brightly.

A wisp of blood flowed from the hilt of the sword to the blade, and the cold flames ignited in an instant, revealing a chill.

A cold light appeared in Bei Mingxiu's eyes, and the long sword in his hand flew over, and several fierce sword qi accompanied by ice flames were already slashing out in those directions.

Every sword qi is attached to a strong sword intent, and it is difficult to be sharp, and it is obvious that it has been accumulated for a long time.

It was as if a few drops of thick ink suddenly fell into the clear pool water, and the turbidity in several places was completely impregnated with ice blue at the same moment, and the darkness that shrouded all directions was also torn apart by the ice blue of the Cold Flame in a very short time.

The darkness broke through, and what fell into the eyes of the Northern Cultivator was still an ice blue.

This is a space covered with ice, the space is not large, only the size of a room, and in the center of this secret room, there is a huge ice blue crystal suspended, just by looking at it, everything in the body seems to be frozen.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator withdrew the cold flames around his body, let out a long breath, looked at the ice-blue crystal, smiled and stretched out his hand.

This is the Yin Spring, such as a false exchange.

And now, nothing could stop him from touching it.