Chapter 983: Murderous Spirit

There are two immortal masters in the Sacred Pavilion, who set things right after the Sword Demon Rebellion, so that the seriously damaged Sacred Pavilion can restore normal order, and also allow many of the classics destroyed by the Sword Demon to be deduced and re-recorded, even if the various exploits of the two of them are removed, these two points alone are enough for the Holy Pavilion to remember them forever.

It's just that things are not people, after the death of the two immortal masters one after another, the atmosphere of the Holy Pavilion has long been extraordinary, that is, Xun Rizhao, the real owner of the Holy Pavilion, is only worthy of Dongfang Xin in the current public opinion of the Holy Pavilion, and when it comes to the contribution to the Holy Pavilion, naturally no one can compare with the Immortal Venerable Dongfang Xin who is about to dominate the world.

Similarly, even if someone suspected that Sima Wuhua died at the hands of Dongfang Xin, they didn't dare to hide this idea in their hearts for too long.

"Yin God Curse ......"

Dongfang Xin's slightly emotional voice came out of the mouth of the thunder clone, and then bloomed together, and there was a merciless purple lightning: "Teacher, you are still so ruthless, but it is indeed your style." ”

The Yin God Curse is not so much a spell as an extremely vicious curse, and the soul of the person who is cursed by it will be thoroughly impregnated with fierce and vicious energy, and will no longer be able to return to the underworld, so that he will have to wander in the world, suffering from the burning of the yang energy of heaven and earth for eternity, and will not be able to obtain true liberation, and there will be no afterlife.

The general forbidden technique can make people unable to survive in this life and this life, and the forbidden technique in this forbidden technique directly cuts off the next life of others.

Under normal circumstances, no one would use this vicious forbidden technique to the extreme, let alone use this forbidden technique on themselves.

Sima Wuhua did just that, and he did it very thoroughly.

Hearing Dongfang Xin's words, the murderous spirit slowly turned his head, even though his face was extremely terrifying, if he looked closely, he still seemed to be able to see a faintly sharp gaze.

Now it is either the Immortal Master of the Holy Pavilion Sima Wuhua, or even the capital of being a human has been deprived by itself.

It's just a terrifying ghost that exudes evil all the time, but it always forces itself to remember where it came from and where it came from.

Its previous words were not said to Dongfang Xin, it was completely an emotion for the Northern Meditation Cultivator, before he died, he handed over the origin and essence of the Ten Thousand Scrolls to Su Yi, and at the same time entrusted the hope of the Holy Pavilion to the Northern Meditation Cultivator who he had never felt was a threat, but now the Northern Meditation Cultivator can appear in front of it, and the growth speed alone is indeed much faster than he imagined. It's just that Bei Ming Xiu didn't answer its will, and Dongfang Xin had already opened his mouth again, so it shifted its attention to the thunder clone.

Before the thunder clone made a move, the dark evil qi around the murderous soul had already condensed, and with the broken finger hiding a little on the ten thousand scrolls, it surged towards the attacking purple electricity, as if the ghost opened its bloody mouth and devoured everything in front of it.

The purple lightning was extremely fast, but the fierce spirit's attack was even faster.

After all, he has taught Dongfang Xin for decades, and he knows his actions and fighting style well, not so much that it is the last to come, but that it has long been determined that Dongfang Xin will launch this sneak attack.

Thunder is right, this is the exercise he personally selected for Dongfang Xin when he was a teenager, this exercise works brightly, even if it is a sneak attack, it is also a sneak attack that is dignified and upright, without beating around the bush.

It is already all-encompassing, with the penetration of thunder and spiritual power, as well as the straight sword path hidden in it. Tracing back to its origins, this exercise itself is an evolution of a sword technique.

Back then, he wanted Dongfang Xinling

To understand the mystery and truly comprehend the root of the righteous intent of the thunder, it can be determined now, whether it was then or now, he has not comprehended his painstaking efforts.

Despite this fact, it was already clear to him when he sensed the anomaly of the Heavenly Vein Spring.

A series of explosions sounded one after another in the belly of the mountain, and the purple lightning was completely shattered by the evil qi, and in the whole process, the murderous spirit did not move for half a minute, but just calmly looked at Dongfang Xin.

He had always thought that he knew this student who was not motivated on the surface, but in fact had great ambitions, but even now, it still didn't seem to see him clearly.

Sima Wuhua died at the hands of Dongfang Xin, even though this Dongfang Xin's thunder clone did not have the power of the Spring of Heavenly Veins, nor did it have the cultivation realm of Dongfang Xin itself, it was no longer the original immortal master Sima Wuhua, holding ten thousand scrolls in his hand, and he could still barely block his offensive.

"Teacher, although I don't know how you maintain the state of a fierce soul in this place full of immortal energy, and how you hide from my perception, is it too much to be so ghostly?"

Sima Wuhua's murderous soul has not yet given an answer, and an icy cold sword qi has already come with countless clanging sounds, it turns out that taking advantage of the moment when Sima Wuhua attracted Dongfang Xin's attention, the Northern Meditation Cultivator finally condensed a decent piece of ice, wrapped the sword body of the thousand machines, and swept out the parts of the machine all over the ground with the sword qi.

The parts of these traps are either from thousands of machines or from puppets, and at this moment they are no longer part of the mechanism, but sharp arrows mixed in the cold wind.

The action of the thunder clone paused, waved his hand to attract the purple lightning, and with a wave of his hand, he swept the many parts aside, and the fierce energy was gone.

"I can't help myself. ”

Dongfang Xin said indifferently.

These attacks stopped him a little, and that was all there was to it.

It was just as soon as he finished speaking, a cold mist was already spreading rapidly in the belly of the mountain.

Among the parts of those traps that flew out, there were ice bullets that the Northern Darkness Cultivator had tried his best to protect in the invasion of purple electricity, and when it was destroyed by an external force, the immortal energy involved was attracted by it, creating this cold mist with a mixture of the cold qi and immortal qi of the Northern Darkness at the same time.

This method has been used many times by the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly.

The cold fog is tangible and substantial, and it cannot be cut by thunder, and the shielding effect of the cold fog has always been an excellent cover for his actions.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Dongfang Xin's indifferent voice sounded again, in his eyes, all kinds of small methods of Northern Meditation Cultivation were just useless work, and he was breaking free from the big lock dragon array on the one hand, and on the other hand, he needed to spend energy to solve these useless skills, which was really not a comfortable thing.

Useless struggles, no matter how much they are, they are useless.

Purple lightning surged around the thunder clone, ignoring the cold fog around it as nothing.

He waited for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to strike again, and then completely crush his efforts.

......

"Cover me. ”

The flat voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator sounded, the tone was like an order, unceremoniously, no matter how good-tempered a person heard it, he might not feel comfortable hearing it, let alone a fierce soul that was completely impregnated with fierce anger, and this fierce soul had never had a good temper before his death.

However, although the murderous spirit had a vicious aura, it did not reveal murderous intent to the Northern Immortal Cultivator, and as its fingertips swiped on the ten thousand scrolls, countless rocks rose from the ground in the belly of the mountain, which was not spacious, like layers of mountains, blocking the surroundings of the thunder clone.

It does not require the caster to have a deep understanding of the earth element, nor does it need to have a strong control over the element, to achieve the essence of "order in chaos", it has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, but is only related to one's own quality.

Sima Wuhua guided the chaotic mountains with 10,000 scrolls, which vividly embodied the orderly in this chaos.

When the rocks were stacked, the fierce soul also spoke again, and his words were-for-tat with the Northern Immortal Cultivator: "The old man has always acted without a sense of conscience. ”

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"Northern Shadow Boy, no matter what you think of me, concentrate on me now, don't insult your father's reputation. ”

The cold ice controlled by the Northern Immortal Cultivator has long escaped into the rocks, and continues to move forward under the cover of the chaotic mountains, these mountains and rocks that condense immortal power have their own uses, and they seem to be full of tricks and chaos, but in fact, they are opening a safe enough path for the cold ice to avoid the attack of the thunder clone.

There is no need for Sima Wuhua's advice, the Northern Meditation Cultivator has always known what he has to do.

The two great immortal masters of the Holy Pavilion, Zhuge Linye and Sima Wuhua, in all fairness, his impression of these two people is not very good.

He and Zhuge Linye had met once in Wu'an Sword Peak, although he thought about it afterwards, the old man had no ill will towards him, and his first impression at that time was still a potential enemy.

Now he already knew the road that Zhuge Lin Ye had paved for him, and he also had absolute trust in Ye Xinglu and Su Yi, but he was still a little entangled, what was this Holy Pavilion Immortal Master doing when Dongfang Xin did something to the Northern Immortal Family.

Whether Zhuge Linye participated in the conspiracy against the Northern Underworld is debatable, at least judging from Ye Xinglu's description of Zhuge Linye's words and his own exploration of the events of the past, this possibility still exists, but it is very small. And the role that Sima Wuhua played at that time has long been a certainty.

In the collection of ten thousand volumes, Sima Wuhua had already written on his own, he acquiesced to Dongfang Xin's actions, and the reason was simply because Bei Shen Zhou gave the Holy Pavilion a bad start, which made many fairy bodies want to pursue the outside world, resulting in the outflow of fairy blood, as for whether he acquiesced to Dongfang Xin to take back the status of Bei Shen Zhou in the Holy Pavilion, or whether he was as shameless as reality, it didn't matter after the incident.

He doesn't like Sima Wuhua, he has already set him as an enemy in his heart, although it was Dongfang Xin who did it back then, but it was he who acquiesced to Dongfang Xin's move, he led the Holy Pavilion to infiltrate the Demon Domain a few decades ago, secretly helped the human world to attack, and it was he who made the Demon Domain collapse, and it was he who led the Holy Pavilion to attack Momei Villa a few years ago, strictly speaking, the expansion of the Holy Pavilion began with him, and Dongfang Xin could only be regarded as carrying forward.

Not to mention that he already holds grudges, even if it is Yao Chong and Gao Yangsong here, he will definitely not give him a good face.

If he could, he didn't even want to follow Sima Wuhua's masterstroke in the Ten Thousand Scrolls Zang and use the Ten Thousand Scrolls Zang to guide out his last hidden Yuan Shen, but instead slashed the extremely hidden soul bead in two with a backhand sword.

But what he is pursuing now is 100% success, and even if he is reluctant, he has to rely on the strength he remains in this murderous soul at this moment.

He hated Sima Wuhua, but he also admired his behavior of cursing himself with the Yin God Curse, just to keep the hope of the Holy Pavilion.

At least for now, he will fully accept Sima Wuhua's paving, and then walk out of the broad road to success on his own.