When the battle situation in all parts of Lingxiao Peak was settled, and the main forces of the three major families were besieged by the Eight Gate Stone Formation, there were only two places that belonged to the Immortal Spirit Body.

The Great Battalion of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is one of them. Most of the fairy bodies inside were captured on the battlefield, or many fairy bodies that fled too slowly and were captured. Forced to leave the residence where they had lived for generations, and captured by the Heavenly Dao Alliance, they were originally suffering with trepidation, but as time went by, they were treated kindly enough with the members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and they gradually relaxed their hearts and accepted the reality of being under house arrest with peace of mind.

Compared to the tragic battlefield in the outside world, this unfamiliar camp is actually much safer, and compared to those Heavenly Dao Alliance cultivators who scolded and brought them into the camp, many of the left-behind personnel who claimed to be members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance were not bad, and they spoke well, so it was not too difficult to accept to stay in the camp with peace of mind.

And another paradise is naturally the forbidden place behind the Holy Pavilion where many immortal bodies have long been hiding in it.

At present, all the defenses of the Holy Pavilion in Lingxiao Peak have collapsed, and in the case that Dongfang Xin is suppressed by various means, these defenses are simply unable to stop the pace of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and this side of the Houshan has not been affected by the war, largely because of the location here.

The edge of the Heavenly Dao Alliance was directed at the Holy Pavilion, and it would not pay too much attention to the cave in the back mountain behind the Holy Pavilion, but as the Holy Pavilion body was suppressed, the Heavenly Dao Alliance would finally touch the forbidden land in the back mountain, which was enough to make the few Holy Pavilion disciples who were elected to guard the door because of their slightly longer cultivation and strong body feel uneasy.

The current situation of the Holy Pavilion, they could get a glimpse of it from the entrance of the cave in the back mountain, after many cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Alliance rushed in, they didn't know how many people were fleeing, and a considerable number of people rushed into this place, as if this was the best place to take refuge.

But the Holy Pavilion has fallen, how long can this place last?The last time the Shoreless Sword Peak came to Lingxiao Peak, it smashed all the protective formations here, and it has not been completely restored so far.

Another ragged fairy spirit body rushed into the cave in the back mountain, for the meaning of the disciple of the Holy Pavilion at the door, he just scolded for a while, so that they had to let them go, on the one hand, they judged from the person's clothing and style of behavior that if this person is not a child of the big family, he must also be a dignitary figure of some big family, such a person can never be a member of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the backer behind him is also very big compared to them, so he cannot be stopped at will. But in fact, if the people from the Heavenly Dao Alliance really came, they couldn't let them go if they wanted to.

They are just some cultivators in the Holy Pavilion, and some disciples of the Holy Pavilion with some family status in Ling Xiao Peak, the three Venerables and the four Holy Envoys are all powerful existences that they are all out of reach are gone, and the Immortal Venerable is even more trapped and unable to make a move, the group of wolf-like guys from the Heavenly Dao Alliance have killed them, how can they resist with so many crooked melons and cracked dates?

If they could, they would like to hide in the cave and pretend they can't see anything.

However, after all, they still had to continue to guard the door, continuing to face the fear of internal and external growth, and for the disciples of the Holy Pavilion who had long since lost their cultivation of the mind, this kind of gradually expanding fear was not something they could easily bear.

All they could do was talk at the door of the cave, and turn their attention away from the flames of war that had already burned all over Lingxiao Peak, until another figure appeared in front of them.

They had already seen quite a few people who wanted to enter the cave in the back mountain.

Some of them fled from the fairy body settlement at the foot of the mountain, some came after escaping from the Holy Pavilion, and some were unceremoniously and directly dispersed by the members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance during the battle, and finally converged at the entrance of the cave...... In either case, they will look extremely embarrassed, and occasionally there will be some decent-looking, except that the material of the clothes is better than theirs

The rest of the respects are not decent, and the son of the big family who broke into the cave just now is one of the typical examples.

But the man who was coming towards them now was clearly unusual.

A black-clad man was slowly approaching them, and the sound of heavy and rhythmic footsteps was like a thunderclap, even if it was soft snow, it could not bury the heavy sound.

The steps of those who flee will never be so heavy, nor will they walk so slowly.

He will not use a wide hat to cover his face tightly, revealing no color.

And the aura emanating from this person's body was extremely cold, as if it was eternal ice, and they used a little spiritual power to investigate, but all they received was a cold chill.

Face to face with such a person is like facing a wind and snow alone, which is definitely not a good experience.

Even the most insensitive person cannot fail to think that such a person would be without malice.

"Who are you?"

A Holy Pavilion disciple shouted with courage.

The man didn't respond, only the sound of approaching footsteps, which exuded the invisible sense of oppression vividly.

This smoke-filled silence aroused even more uneasiness among the disciples of the Holy Pavilion. The Holy Pavilion disciple who had gritted his teeth and asked questions earlier was already trembling a little, and was about to draw some courage from the others, but when he turned around, he saw his companions huddled at the door of the cave, staring at him with a look of intense antiquation in fear, and the eagerness was overflowing. Suddenly became the hope in everyone's eyes, this Holy Pavilion disciple wanted to scold his mother, but he still turned his heart sideways, barely mustered up some courage, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Report your name, otherwise...... Otherwise, we'll do it!"

Still no response.

The man seemed to be walking at his own pace, only much faster than before.

At least before the Holy Pavilion disciple could draw his sword, the man's palm had already landed on his shoulder.

The body of the Holy Pavilion disciple suddenly stiffened, and the cruel words that he was about to release were directly cut off in his mouth, and the whole person seemed to have become an ice sculpture.

From that huge, cold palm, he could only feel a biting chill that had frozen everything in him.

There was only one thought left in his head.

This hand is definitely not a human hand.

His eyes looked up blankly, his pupils constricted sharply at this moment, and the previous fear, fear, and apprehension were all replaced by shock, and this substitution was replaced by the original negative emotions in a very short time, and the arrogance was even stronger.

That hand is not a human hand.

That face is definitely not a human face.

He fell to the ground weakly, unable to suppress the horror in his heart any longer, and fainted.

Before his eyes were completely plunged into darkness, the strange face made of black iron and ice was always engraved in his field of vision, and it was estimated that it would not dissipate even when he woke up.

By the time he fell, the rest of the Holy Pavilion disciples had already fallen silent, cowering on the edge of the cave, like earth rats hiding from danger.

The man didn't pay attention to the unbearable performance of these Holy Pavilion disciples, and changed his heavy and oppressive steps before, and paced into the cave as if he were walking.

The sound coming from under the hat was as clear as spring water, and it was easy to feel good when you listened to it, and it was the voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

"Sorry, borrowed it. ”

The voice is the voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, but the person is not the Northern Meditation Cultivator himself.

This is an incomparably well-made puppet, the inside has long been completely filled with the cold qi of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and it can completely move with the mind of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, to a certain extent, it is an extension of the Northern Meditation Cultivator's hands.

Earlier, it had been a nightmare for the financial management of the Northern Underworld.

Because of this puppet, the arrears of the Thousand Machine Pavilion that had been barely paid off by the Northern Meditation Cultivation reappeared, and it had increased several times compared to before, relying on the shops that had long been subordinate to the Northern Meditation Cultivation, and it would definitely not be able to pay off in ten or eight years, if it weren't for the relationship between the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain and Lu Linxi, the Thousand Machines Pavilion would definitely not have taken over such a time-consuming and laborious order, and it was impossible to receive the payment in time.

This puppet condenses all the essence of the Thousand Machine Pavilion, both the materials and the technology are absolutely superior, and the production of the main part alone took at least half a year.

If it weren't for such a sophisticated production, the Northern Immortal Cultivator would definitely not be able to manipulate this puppet with a body comparable to the physical strength of a ninth-order martial sect cultivator at will, and his Northern Immortal Cold Qi could still flow normally in the puppet and serve as the absolute support of the puppet, in this case, almost all of his own means could be reproduced through this puppet. The most important thing is that the puppet itself is not conscious, let alone painful, and he can shoot without any scruples.

You get what you pay for, this secret weapon that the Northern Meditation Cultivator has been preparing since the second incident in Zhongzhou City has finally been put into use half a year after its completion.

It was originally used to infiltrate the mountain behind the Holy Pavilion in place of himself, and the purpose of the Northern Meditation Retreat was also clear from beginning to end.

To defeat a usurper who has usurped the power of the Fountain of Celestial Veins, completely cutting him off from the source of the Fountain of Celestial Veins' power is the best and most effective option.

And if you want to cut off the spring of the heavenly veins that contains almost endless power, the danger is self-evident, that is, the immortals go deep into it, and the slightest mistake will be a disaster.

This puppet that combines the technology of the Thousand Machine Pavilion and his power is undoubtedly the best choice to accomplish this thing. Just in case, the Northern Meditation Cultivator also left the teleportation talisman array from Ye Xinglu at the core of the puppet to ensure that everything would not get out of his control.

The battle of the Holy Pavilion in the bright and dark is in the sky, this is already the battle plan that he and Ye Xinglu have finally finalized after many deductions.

Now that the secret guard has been removed, Dongfang Xin is also lacking in skills, and it is the time for the core implementation of the plan.

A tall black puppet stepped into the cave in the back mountain.

Hundreds of fairy bodies took refuge in the cave, and suddenly saw such a tall person with a gloomy temperament, guarding their own territory, and their intuition told them that as long as they didn't harass this strange refuge, they would naturally not be targeted by it, and if this person wanted to do it, what could they resist?

The Northern Cultivator did not pay attention to these immortal bodies, but just manipulated the puppet all the way into the cave, and finally stopped in front of a certain rock wall.

The cave behind Ling Xiao Peak is classified as a forbidden place, and naturally there is a reason to be a forbidden place, even if this forbidden place has been used as a refuge more than once, and a major function as a treasure trove has been almost completely abandoned, and the secret that should be hidden is always a secret.

The ten thousand scrolls on the puppet's body couldn't hide the trembling, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator also controlled the puppet and gently pressed it down somewhere.

There was no sound, a hidden door opened silently, and no light came out of the door, like a bottomless abyss, waiting for the person who opened the door to explore.

This is the path to the place where the Yin Spring, the Spring of the Heavenly Veins, is located.

Whether it is the records of the Ten Thousand Scrolls or Su Yi's instructions, the existence of this secret passage has already been revealed to him.

The Northern Cultivator manipulated the puppet to step inside, and the door slowly closed, hiding all the secrets between them again.

Hundreds of years ago, a certain generation of ancestors of the Northern Underworld family infiltrated it, trying to usurp the power of the Heavenly Vein Spring, and suppressed it by Xun Rizhao, and the Northern Underworld family declined until it almost disappeared.

Now, what changes will the last spark of the Northern Hellish Family bring to Ling Xiaofeng when he steps into this corridor again?