Ling Xiaofeng has been completely ruined.

The power of annihilation has completely covered this immortal mountain that has long lost its foundation, and now it is everything that originally belonged to this immortal mountain that is collapsed and destroyed in mid-air, but Ling Xiao Peak is Ling Xiao Peak after all, and it will still take a lot of time to be destroyed without leaving even a trace.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator was still in the wreckage of Ling Xiao Peak.

In front of him was the Yin Spring, which seemed to be within reach, but he also knew that if his hand was in the small space composed of ten thousand scrolls around him, no matter how much spiritual power he operated, whether or not he ignited the Cold Flame, it would be directly crushed by the terrifying oppression from all directions.

But if he continued to shrink into a small space, the already mottled Ten Thousand Scrolls were now only half of the sallow pages, as if they would be shattered at the slightest touch, and when the Ten Thousand Scrolls were completely shattered, he would still have only one way to die.

Destroying Ling Xiao Peak and pointing all the sharp points at the Northern Meditation Cultivator who was in the belly of the mountain was originally Dongfang Xin's means of killing him, since this was the case, it was natural for him to spread his wings and not escape.

It's a pity that even if it is Dongfang Xin, he didn't calculate that Sima Wuhua also left a way back for himself, even if it was just a remnant of the murderous soul, the ten thousand scrolls controlled by him, the genuine master, were still enough to protect the peace of the Northern Meditation for a while.

But for Dongfang Xin, this is just a somewhat unexpected change, in his heart, there is no possibility for Bei Mingxiu's behavior to shake his control of the overall situation.

From the very beginning, he planned to use Yin Spring to lure the only one who could pose a real threat to him, when he used his son as a tool of blood binding and truly controlled Yang Quan, Yin Spring had been bound by his bloodline together with Yang Quan, and the plan jointly drawn up by Northern Ming Xiu and Ye Xinglu to secretly and quickly liberate Yin Spring had no chance of success from the beginning.

As long as there is no problem with the Spring of Heavenly Veins, there is nothing in the world that can really threaten him. It's a pity that the Northern Meditation Cultivator finally took advantage of the fact that he was attacked by the Xieling Array to forcibly establish a connection with Yin Quan, and almost only one step away from letting Yin Spring get out of his control.

Dongfang Xin had to destroy Ling Xiao Peak in advance, and at the same time induce his last resort in Ling Xiao Peak to completely bury and kill the Northern Ming Cultivator, but this killing move that should have been killed could not succeed in a short time under the interference of Sima Wuhua.

Dongfang Xin's original ten-percent grasp gradually weakened under the interweaving of these accidents, and now, it is a thorn in his heart, and it is also a thorn in his heart, making it impossible for him to get out of the illusion of a dream in the sky so easily - this kind of idea of wanting to get rid of the Northern Meditation and then quickly but not succeeding in a short period of time is also an obsession.

Dongfang Xin had to admit that the Northern Meditation Cultivator was immortal, and his heart could not be truly calm after all, he was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, which might not be able to pose any threat to his life, but if he didn't remove it, the pain and torture would always be with him.

The state of mind of the Northern Meditation Cultivator at the moment was a rare calm.

The situation he was in now was definitely not good, and he might lose his life in the next second, but when he looked at the blue crystal that was close at hand, but actually far away in the sky, his heart still didn't wave.

The spring of the Youquan Realm flickered in his hand, and the power belonging to the Youquan Realm had all been gathered inside, as long as he, the master of the Immortal Realm, followed Sima Wuhua's guidance and summoned, the incomplete half of the Youquan Realm would bloom in this destruction, enough to compete with Ling Xiaofeng.

He is still alive, and he is approaching the established goal of liberating Yin Spring step by step, not because his strength is enough to meet Dongfang Xin, nor because his life is so hard that Dongfang Xin can't destroy it, but in this process, there are countless people paving the way for him.

Whether or not they knew the secrets of the Heavenly Vein Spring, or whether they knew the actions of the Northern Underworld, the people present were all doing their best to fight against Dongfang Xin, and this kind of struggle had nothing to do with the Northern Immortal Cultivation, or even with themselves.

It's only about the world.

The sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator does not move for the world, but only follows his own wishes, but walking on this broad road paved by the blood of the people of the world, his sword is as sharp as before, and it can be regarded as wielding it for the world.

What's more, whether it is for the sake of the world, for himself, and for the people he cherishes, he can't retreat from this battle, let alone lose.

In the whole world, only he has the ability to liberate the Yin Spring, and the hope of the world is all in him.

His cultivation is still in the mundane, and he can't control fairyland such as Youquan Realm, but the fairyland of the ancient five scattered immortals is not comparable to the ordinary fairyland, which contains the will of the five scattered immortals, as long as it is designated by the master of the fairyland, and the inheritor recognized by the will of the fairyland, regardless of whether its master is alive or not, can use part of the ability of the fairyland, and the part that can be used will be improved with their cultivation, until they enter the immortal level, and the fairyland fully recognizes the master.

The eighth-order cultivator has been able to mobilize a lot of the power of the Youquan Realm, but now what he needs is the entire Youquan Realm, which is not what he can do now.

At this time, Sima Wuhua, an undoubted senior on the path of cultivation, pointed out a direction for him.

No matter what he thought of Sima Wuhua, he had to admit that Sima Wuhua was indeed a well-deserved giant in the cultivation world, and when it came to cultivation, there were only a few people in the world who could compare with him.

Xun Rizhao set the rules in the place where the Holy Pavilion was established, the people in the Holy Pavilion do not condense the fairyland, do not interfere in the world, and he is a rare exception, because in the process of study, he naturally condensed the ten thousand volumes, when he found out himself, the ten thousand volumes of the collection has fallen into his hands, which contains a lifetime of learning, but also makes him unable to destroy this fairyland that belongs to him. Afterwards, he went to Xun Rizhao to plead guilty, and Xun Rizhao only symbolically punished him, making him use the knowledge of the Ten Thousand Scrolls to carry forward the Holy Pavilion, and did not continue to pursue it, and the matter was revealed.

I've already eaten pork, so why is it so difficult to instruct others to eat pork in a different way?

Sima Wuhua taught him the method, which is a method of condensing the fairyland after breaking and then standing.

With their own will to completely smash the Youquan Realm, and then perfectly integrate everything in the fairyland into the origin of the fairyland, this kind of action is like demolishing their own house for the immortals, and then taking these raw materials to build a new house, not to mention the loss, just destroying the fairyland to rebuild this inexplicable project, is a great example of nothing to do.

If it were other immortals, they would never think about this stupid act that would have been impossible to do, but Sima Wuhua was different, at the beginning of his acquisition of the Ten Thousand Scrolls, he was looking for many ways to destroy it, but the unbearable in his heart drove him to count on reuniting in the fairyland, although everything disappeared with Xun Rizhao's approval, those inexplicable ideas were still engraved in Sima Wuhua's mind, and accompanied him from the Sword Demon Rebellion to the present.

What he instructed the Northern Meditation Cultivator was the method after the improvement of his absurd method back then, at first glance it sounded like a thankless project, no matter whether it could succeed in the end or not, destroying a super immortal realm that was inherited from the Five Scattered Immortals was a kind of vile behavior that destroyed the heavens, and if you didn't have enough grace and courage, you couldn't take this first step at all.

After Bei Ming Xiu learned his intentions, he still agreed very decisively, and this kind of generosity that he could afford to let go of made him have a better impression of the young head of the North Ming family, of course, only some.

They are one person and one soul, and they are already tired of each other, but for the sake of their own overall situation, they will still work together, that's all.

With Sima Wuhua's guidance, the loss in the process of recovering the power of the fairy realm was negligible, and with the cover and help of the outside Huarakuyu and others, the remaining power of the Youquan Realm had completely fallen into the spring in the hands of the Northern Cultivator.

Sima Wuhua's evil qi suddenly showed signs of eruption, and then quickly converged for it, obviously, he already had some doubts in his heart, and was aroused by the fierce spirit of the fierce spirit, and almost turned into a prairie fire.

The power of the law belonging to the Youquan Realm absorbed by the spring was only half of the original, far less than he expected.

Sima Wuhua is Sima Wuhua after all, after a cursory glance, he knows that half of the Youquan Realm has been directly torn off by an incomparably powerful force, and the Yanlong Burning Breath remaining in the power of the Youquan Realm clearly indicates the person who made the move, compared to the battle situation here, that side is equally important, when he is an enemy of Long Yao, his vigilance against this second gentleman has always been extremely high, and now that he has the same position, he will not question Long Yao's move, that is, she took the entire Youquan Realm to fight against the God Realm, as long as she wins, what's the matter? There are many other ways to approach the Spring of Heavenly Veins, and one more can always be found.

Half of the Youquan Realm is still the Youquan Realm, not to mention that the origin part of the spring is still in their half, this is less than half of the Youquan Realm, and it is more convenient for the Northern Meditation to mobilize, although the possibility of success in his heart has dropped from thirty percent to one, in the end, it will be easier to complete this project that he has devoted his heart to.

Whether it is thirty percent or one percent, as long as it is not completely hopeless, he will gamble on everything, and it is a coincidence that the same is true for the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

When he takes the initiative, he will try his best to be foolproof.

And when he falls into a passive unfavorable situation, even if there is only a slight chance of winning, he will break the kettle and fight him to the death.

It's not impossible to play with your life, as long as it's the enemy's life that you end up playing, everyone is happy.

"Remember everything you do next, and you'll need it in the future. ”

A thought of Sima Wuhua fell in the sea of consciousness of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

That was the instruction he had given, and it was the best step he had come up with for a long time.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator did not raise the bar with him, and following his instructions, his will had already penetrated the spring in his hand.

The spring is full of clear luster, as if rippling blue waves, as a fairyland inherited from the five scattered immortals of traditional Chinese medicine, its "vitality" is extraordinary, as long as the spring is not extinguished, the inheritance continues, it will never die.

The water waves belonging to the Hidden Spring Realm rippled in the chaos around them, gradually merging with the small world of Wanjuan.

In the 10,000-volume collection, countless fragments of pages were scattered one after another, turning into clear water and flowing to all directions.

The power that belongs to the Ten Thousand Scrolls is gradually being swallowed up by the Youquan Realm under the will of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Devouring another broken fairyland with a broken fairyland, no immortal has ever dared to try it in the past, after all, there is only one person in the world who can control two fairyland realms at the same time, and there is only one Shang Yunjian in the historical records, and if he wants to break the Wu'an Sword Peak and the Infinite Bottle and devour them, he will not necessarily do it if he is crazy.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator has performed a feat for the ages, and as the power of the Ten Thousand Scrolls Hidden is swallowed by the Youquan Realm, the spatial barriers around him are gradually weakening, and if the small space is broken, he can only crush Ling Xiaofeng.

But racing against time and fighting for vitality is still not the purpose of Northern Meditation.

What he still wants to do is to establish contact with Yin Spring and liberate it from Dongfang Xin's coercion.

That has never changed, and never will.