The entire Twilight Cliff City trembled violently at this moment, causing a panic.

Tonight is a sleepless night for the people of Twilight Cliff City, even if they don't shrink under the covers, go to the window to look at the cold ice that spreads to the horizon outside, and know what the situation is outside.

Wu Lingtong felt a little uneasy in his heart.

According to the secret explanation of Gou Rushan when they came, their task was only to contain the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and those who were not in the right way with them would die if they died. Although I don't know the reason, anyway, as long as the Holy Pavilion gets Yuan Xue, no matter how much trouble these guys from the Shoreless Sword Peak make, it will be difficult to achieve anything, and this world will be the world of their Holy Pavilion.

However, what is going on with this earth-shaking voice now? With Yue Qingfeng and Yue Seniors personally in charge, how could there still be such a big commotion?

"Looks like you've made a slight mistake in your plan. ”

Bei Mingxiu looked at Wu Lingtong and said casually: "If you feel that something is wrong, the three of you should leave as soon as possible is the right way." ”

Liu Changqing couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Northern Meditation Cultivator, you are not the opponent of the three of us, and you still want to blempty here?"

Wu Lingtong's mind was also a little settled at this time, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "It seems that behind you, there are still masters to support you." ”

Bei Ming Xiu nodded frankly: "It's good to know." ”

"If this master is really extremely powerful, we naturally don't dare to offend, but now in Shangyun, Long Yao and the others are all clones and lack skills, where can any master match my Holy Pavilion?" Wu Lingtong's thoughts at this time had already been sorted out clearly, so the smile on his face became more and more rippling, "If I am not mistaken, Mr. Ming Qi and Mr. Wei Ba, who should have been in the Acropolis, are probably next to that little girl, right?"

"That little girl can win the favor of the Immortal Venerable, that is her blessing, thanks to her blessing, my Holy Pavilion Immortal Yue Qingfeng, the White Tiger, the two envoys of the Vermilion Bird, and the powerful cronies of the Immortal Venerable, all came here in person, asking her to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, Ming Qiwei Eight is a great ability, and she can't make waves before them. ”

This is the truth, this time to arrest Yuan Xue, the Holy Pavilion has almost exhausted its high-level combat power, it is one of the only three remaining immortals on the surface of the Holy Pavilion, Yue Qingfeng, who has not asked about the affairs of the Pavilion for a long time, also personally dealt with this matter, with Yuan Xue's status in Dongfang Xin's heart, he is also worthy of dispatching such a lineup.

Ming Dao and Wei Sheng have not yet reached the immortal level, even if the eight sons of Momen are more prestigious, and the ten thousand swords in front of the Acropolis are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it will be difficult to protect Yuan Xue and the others under this lineup of the Holy Pavilion.

Bei Mingxiu chuckled lightly, and the laughter was hearty, as if the scholar who was in love with the landscape had met the beautiful scenery, and the laughter fell on the ears of Wu Lingtong and others, but it was particularly harsh.

Liu Changqing glared angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for not knowing the times. Bei Ming Xiu stroked the cold in his hand and said with a smile, "Now that your lives are in danger, you still have time to pay attention to things over there, since you want to see my jokes, I might as well give you a thorough explanation." ”

After speaking, he took out something from his clothes, which immediately made the faces of Wu Lingtong and the others change greatly, and Qu Jie was even more afraid, and he no longer dared to look directly at the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

It was a tattered old book, and the traces of time had carved many marks into it, but more often than not, it was a deep scar like a knife and an axe.

They all recognize the book.

How dare they not recognize this book?

In the past, when Sima Wuhua held this lecture, there was often a whip in his hand, and when he didn't listen carefully, he would be whipped in the palm of his hand, stabbing the soul, even if it was just this book now, the whip that matched it lingered in front of the eyes of the three of Wu Lingtong.

Wu Lingtong's heart was already churning at this time, his face was blue and red, and he immediately shouted: "How are the ten thousand scrolls hidden in your hands, it was you who killed Sima Immortal Master!"

"Sima Wuhua died at the hands of the Immortal Venerable in your mouth, and it has nothing to do with me, but you are probably all accomplices. Bei Ming Xiu casually held the Ten Thousand Scrolls, looking at the eyes of Wu Lingtong and the three of them, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, "Do you want to know, who is its real owner now?"

After speaking, the ten thousand scrolls in his hand suddenly opened, as if to engrave his powerful words.

"Su Yi, if you can't save them, don't blame me for scribbling on your ten thousand scrolls!"

......

Ming Dao held the ink sword in his hand, and the sword went straight into the sky, no one could stop him for a moment, even if he had jumped into the clouds, the remaining sword qi still made most of the Holy Pavilion disciples who surrounded this place extremely vigilant, and they all retreated, for fear that they would be crippled if they were touched a little.

Zhang Yuanyou was already scared into a cold sweat at this time.

He originally thought that this time the task was just to capture a little girl, with his own cultivation, only he alone could capture her in minutes, even if Ming Dao and Wei Sheng made a move now, and there were so many mainstays of the Holy Pavilion by his side, it would be difficult for them to hurt him in the slightest, but unexpectedly, just after shattering their turtle shells, Ming Dao's sword went towards the sky, and it almost shattered his courage.

He almost immediately avoided dozens of meters backwards, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the sword qi calmed down, and there was a little more resentment in the depths of his eyes.

Ming Dao's sword had already made him lose face in front of so many people, but if he rushed to the clouds to fight Yue Qingfeng, where would there be any way to live? Now there is only one Wei Sheng in the field who can still threaten him, and this woman who calmly strokes the qin is obviously impossible to stop many of them.

Although Mr. Wei Ba is famous, he is not famous for his war.

Just as he was about to say a few cruel words with a smile, Bai Wuxin had already fallen to the ground, his white hair was flying in the wind, and he hugged his fists and said: "Mr. Wei Ba, please come forward to fight, I promise as a white tiger envoy that before the victory or defeat is scored, the Holy Pavilion team will never move a single cent of the people behind you." ”

Zhang Yuanyou almost scolded, this crazy woman wants to fight, what does it mean to make a promise to all of them?

Gou Rushan frowned and said, "White Holy Envoy, this is not in accordance with the rules, and it will be difficult for us to obey our fate." ”

Bai Wuxin's cold gaze glanced at Gou Rushan, Gou Rushan's body suddenly stiffened, although his cultivation was only one line worse than Bai Wuxin's, but when he met his gaze, he directly had a tendency to be overwhelmed.

He gritted his teeth and said sharply: "This is an order from Immortal Venerable himself, if you neglect your duties and let Yuan Xue get away with it, you will be a sinner of the Holy Pavilion through the ages!"

Bai Wuxin asked unceremoniously, "Can't you still watch the scene?"

"You!" Gou Rushan's whole body trembled, he didn't have any covetous intentions for this Bai Wuxin, but he was really not an opponent, in front of her, he had a thousand ghost tricks that were difficult to implement, the kind of coercion that seemed to be above everyone was enough to suppress all the evil in his heart.

He just waited for a look at Zhang Yuanyou, Zhang Yuanyou was obviously much more confident, and directly scolded: "Bai Wuxin, today's capture of Yuan Xue is an order from Immortal Venerable, how can you be allowed to act recklessly?"

Bai Wuxin didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, all she wanted was a hearty battle, when Ming Dao came out with the sword before, she wanted to meet it, and noticed that Ming Dao's sword qi was pointing directly at the sky, and there was no intention of fighting her, but after still directly forcing her back, her fighting spirit had been ignited again.

She was only one line away from the immortal step.

A battle of life and death that could well help her break through this line.

Ming Dao was originally the most suitable candidate, but he had already made a move with Yue Qingfeng, and the sea of clouds surging above the night sky was the proof of the battle.

Then, only Wei Sheng can try.

Zhang Yuanyou was angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, Bai Wuxin's current state, he had already heard it in Dongfang Xin's ears, if she successfully took that step and truly became the fourth immortal in the Holy Pavilion, no matter how many outrageous things she did before, it would naturally not be a thing.

So he chose to remain silent.

The Holy Pavilion was also silent.

As soon as the sound of the piano in Wei Sheng's hand changed, his high-spirited color suddenly rose, and his fighting spirit surged all over his body, which could be regarded as agreeing.

This battle is on the verge of breaking out.

However, at this moment, an inopportune voice came from afar.

"Mr. Wei Ba has scruples and can't go all out. To tell the truth, the promise of our Sacred Pavilion has long since lost its credibility. ”

Su Yi was dressed as a scholar, Yu Changbai followed closely behind, and there seemed to be a gathering of wind and clouds under the feet of the two, and when the words just fell, they had already come to the scene.

He looked around with complicated eyes, and said loudly: "If the White Holy Envoy wants to do it, please wait for me to notarize one or two." ”