The spiritual realm monk fell, and there was an uproar outside the venue. In the first three days, although someone was seriously injured, it was the first time that someone had died in Dabi, not to mention that it was a spiritual monk. However, both Zaijian Jiangxue Pavilion and the Northern Han Sect seemed to be extremely calm, and seemed to have been prepared for such an ending.

Jiangxue Pavilion Master Li Xue glanced at the audience, sneered, and then looked at Bai Yifeng from afar, and said apologetically: "It's okay for Jiangxue Pavilion to teach, this criminal is greedy and uses a weapon of slaughter! Fortunately, he has already died! I still hope that Sect Master Bai will take care of one or two! In this battle, Jiangxue Pavilion admits defeat! In the end, let's know what Sect Master Bai thinks?"

Bai Yifeng also sneered, and said: "Pavilion Master Li is polite! Presumably, the matter of Fang Cai is that kind of trouble, and it is definitely not the Pavilion Master's intention! It's just that if I fight again after a while, my Northern Han Sect will also miss the time, and I hope that Pavilion Master Li can also understand!"

Lord Li Xue smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Everything is easy to say!"

In this dialogue, although both sides are calm and calm, they are both murderous and implied to be sharp. The monks of the Northern Wilderness outside the field listened to it very clearly.

In the third battle of the three immortal gates, the third battle of the spiritual realm, there were monks in the spiritual realm who fell, so what should happen to the next few formations? This big competition has already changed into an open fight.

Zaijian's green shadow flashed, and a supreme spiritual female cultivator in the Jiangxue Pavilion flew down into the field.

"Jiangxue Pavilion monk Tang Yu, about the Northern Han to fight!" The self-proclaimed Tang Yu female cultivator has an average appearance, but it gives people the feeling of being extremely heroic and capable, and quite heroic.

The people of Beihan raised their eyebrows, in today's battle, Beihan lost the first two games, and originally won two battles with the strength of Fengzhao. But I didn't expect the other party to be seriously injured by a wind photo in a desperate fight.

In this fourth formation, except for the monks of the Northern Cold Spirit Realm who cannot appear, the Northern Cold can almost be sent.

But at this moment, in the Beihan camp, a woman in white clothes walked out and saluted Bai Yifeng.

"Sect Master, Pear Ruo please fight!"

"Sect Master, Liruo please fight!" Liruo's voice was soft, but this sound was enough to shock everyone in Beihan.

In the past forty years, the Northern Han Sect can be described as full of talents, in addition to the strange talents and demons like Han Zixiang, Amu, and Lishui, there were also three disciples of the Eight Rank Immortal Roots, and these three Eight Rank Immortal Roots all have the hope of advancing to the soul realm as long as they have time.

However, Han Zixiang was killed on the platform of life and death by leaving the water, and Mei Lingfeng died at the hands of Amu. Amu left the Northern Cold and retreated from the water. Han Bingyi also closed the six senses because of his painstaking words, closed the absolute death pass, and swore a heavy oath that he would never leave the pass if he did not enter the soul realm.

Now there are three eight-grade immortal roots, and there is only one person left.

If the pear went up the mountain because of the water, although the practice days were short, but a year ago when he practiced in the Falling Cloud Cliff, he broke through the spiritual realm. Such a speed even surpassed Bai Yifeng and Han Bingyi.

Forty years ago, the Ice Fairy fell, and the strength of the Heavenly Purple Peak was greatly damaged, and there was no more spiritual realm cultivator in the entire Heavenly Purple Peak. For example, the first seat of Zifeng today is Ziyun, but unfortunately, although Ziyun is also a genius of cultivation, it is only a high-level consummation.

The current Liruo is already the first person in the Northern Cold Heavenly Purple Peak, and he is also the most potential person for the disciples of the entire Northern Cold Sect.

Li Ruo asked for battle, but Bai Yifeng groaned slightly, and the first Ziyun of Tianzi Peak, who was sitting at the end, also frowned.

If it was the previous Dabi pear, it would naturally be more suitable, but this year's Dabi is full of gunpowder. Especially Fang Cai, a spiritual realm monk in Jiangxue Pavilion fell, and he saw life and death in the ring.

This big competition has become a life-and-death fight!

The Northern Han talent withered, and if there was any problem with the pear of the Eight Rank Immortal Root, it would affect the thousands of years of luck foundation of the Northern Han Sect.

"Liruo, you are not suitable for the stage today!"

Although Ziyun is only a high-level Great Perfection, and it has only been seven years since she succeeded to the first seat of Tianzi Peak, she has great prestige in Tianzi Peak. At that time, Tianfeng Shuangpur, purple rhyme purple jade, and the beautiful crown of the northern cold, the monk had been at the beginning of cultivation for 20 years, and he could be described as a genius in cultivation.

Forty years ago, Ziyu fell, the ice fairy fell, and only Ziyun was left, which sharpened Ziyun's tenacious and cold temperament.

Liruo was even more of the one she advocated bringing with the Northern Han back then, and at this time, Ziyun spoke, which was almost the attitude of the Northern Han Sect.

Although Li Ruo is at the beginning of the spiritual realm at this time, he has no disrespect for Ziyun at all, and he salutes.

"Looking back, today's battle is a matter of my reputation in Beihan. Liruo has practiced for 40 years, and is deeply protected by the sect, but has not done an inch in the northern cold. The seven people of Dingxiu were defeated, the two people in the spiritual realm were defeated, and Senior Brother Fengzhao was seriously injured.

Ziyun looked at Liruo, knowing that what Liruo said was reasonable, and she also missed Liruo's heart for Beihan. But she must not let Liruo take risks, after all, Liruo has been practicing for forty years, and she has just entered the spiritual realm for one year, and her qualifications are too shallow.

"Liruo, there is some truth in what you said. But today's battle, it will be a complete defeat for the Northern Han, and it will also be a small loss! You are an eight-rank immortal root, and you are the luck of the Northern Han, if you lose, it will be a situation of no spiritual realm for my Tianzi Peak, and it will be even more useless for my Northern Han Sect, and it will make matters worse! In the future, I Beihan will not be able to turn over if I want to! Do you understand?" Ziyun's voice was slight.

"Liruo, Ziyun's first seat is polite! This time, if you don't play, you will fight from the old decay!" It was none other than the first seat of Wanling Cave Zhou.

The first seat of this Wanling Cave Week was not on the stage a hundred years ago, but it met the conditions for the competition. But now that the fourth formation is about to appear, it is enough to show that there is no one in the Northern Han Sect.

"Zhou's first seat is slow!" Li Ruo said busily, "Now it's only the fourth formation, and the one who has appeared in the Jiangxue Pavilion is just a beginner of the Supreme Spirit! In today's situation, the Jiangxue Pavilion will inevitably be full of seven spirit realms, so what about the remaining three formations? The Jiangxue Pavilion will send another master, once the first one is lost, won't it really let the Northern Han Sect Master appear?"

"Huh?" Wanling Cave Zhou Shouzao heard it, and was speechless for a while.

What Li Ruo said is right, now the only monks that the Northern Han Sect can send to the field are Li Ruo, himself and the sect master! If Li Ruo does not appear, the Northern Han will be defeated, and there will be less than five people, which will be a big joke.

If Bai Yifeng appeared on the stage, he would win, and Beihan would also lose face. What's more, the Pavilion Master of the Jiangxue Pavilion was a Great Cultivator of the Middle Rank of the Spirit Saint. If Bai Yifeng appears, won't the other party also end up?

As soon as Liruo's words came out, the entire Northern Han Sect was speechless. Ziyun frowned, wanting to say something more, but she didn't speak.

"Jiangxue Pavilion monk Tang Yu, about the Northern Han to fight!" the Jiangxue Pavilion nun in the bluestone square said loudly again.

At this time, the Northern Han Sect had already delayed for a long time.

When Li Ruo saw it, Xiang Bai Yifeng knelt down on one knee and said, "If Li Ruo appears, this battle will be won, and I hope that the sect master will be fulfilled!"

Bai Yifeng looked at Li Ruo, sighed and said, "Li Ruo, if you lose, what should the Holy Lotus do when you get out of the customs?"

Li Ruo looked at the direction of Luoyun Cliff from afar, and said with an indifferent smile: "As a disciple of Beihan, Beihan is in trouble, so he should not care about life and death, and stand up! If one in ten thousand, unfortunately falls! Then when Senior Brother Lishui is out of the customs, I will ask him to step on the snow and the wilderness, and avenge Liruo, in the name of my Northern Cold!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Beihan people were shocked. Ten Immortal Roots, the Holy Lotus of the Ages, has been in retreat in the Luoyun Cliff Cave Mansion for nearly forty years. I don't know what to do once you get out of the customs?

Almost everyone in Beihan knows that Li Ruo is the woman of the Holy Lotus. If the pear is lost, the holy lotus will go out of the customs, and the snowfall and the sky will be desolate, which is by no means a wild talk.

And what moved everyone was that Liruo, as a northern cold, disregarded the righteousness of life and death.

Bai Yifeng sensed his heart, looked at Ziyun and nodded slightly, and then from the storage bag, a silver light was sacrificed, which fell directly into Liruo's hand.

"I'll lend you this thing!

When Li Ruo took the silver light, she couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart, because it was the spear of a coiled dragon and nine silver dragons.

"Beginner-level top-level soul treasure - Nine Dragons Silver Spirit Spear!" everyone in Beihan sighed for a while.

This gun was the natal magic weapon of the first Mei Wangnan of Wangnan Peak. In the Northern Cold Rebellion, Mei Wangnan was shot by an arrow from Qianzang Zhenren, and this Nine Dragons Silver Spirit Spear was recovered by Bai Yifeng, and it has not appeared for forty years.

Such a soul treasure is the level of the treasure of the Northern Cold Town Mountain. Although Bai Yifeng said that he only borrowed Liruo, it is enough to see that Bai Yifeng attaches great importance to Liruo.

"Thank you Sect Master, Li Ruo will definitely live up to expectations!" After saying that, Li Ruo gave a salute, then took a gun in one hand, flew away, and landed directly on the bluestone square.

Standing tall, Liruo was originally elegant and beautiful, but at this time, he lifted the Nine Dragons Silver Spirit Spear with one hand, and in the elegant, it was a little more heroic and murderous.

"Is there no one in the Northern Cold, it's better to wait below!" the corner of Tang Yu, a monk of the Jiangxue Pavilion, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and sneered lightly.

"Li Ruo, a disciple of the Heavenly Purple Peak of the Northern Han Sect, has seen this senior sister!"

"Heavenly Purple Peak Pear Ruo, Eight Rank Immortal Root!Forty years of cultivation, advance to the Spirit Realm!" Tang Yu was slightly surprised. Between the three immortal gates of the Northern Han, they probe each other, and unless they are absolutely secret, they can't hide from each other.

The name of Liruo, the Eight Rank Immortal Root, is not a secret to Jiangxue Pavilion and Tianhuangmen.

"It's Xiaomei!" Liruo smiled indifferently.

"I heard that one of the disciples of Beihan has cultivated a ten-grade immortal root for thirteen years, and he is known as the 'Holy Lotus', and you are the woman of the Holy Lotus. Today, the Northern Han Sect has been defeated again and again, why don't you see the Northern Han Holy Lotus appear!" Tang Yu was a little provocative.

Li Ruo looked at Tang Yu with a smile, she didn't mind the Holy Lotus's woman saying this, on the contrary, Li Ruo had always been proud of the Holy Lotus's woman.

"Kill chickens with a knife, little sister, since the woman of the Holy Lotus, the woman loses, the man will naturally come out and be fair!"

"Okay!" Tang Yu smiled coldly and said no more.

Tang Yu slapped the storage bag, and a pair of jade hooks with a bright aura flew out, holding them with both hands.

Spiritual monks, those who hold double hooks, are rare. Tang Yu's pair of jade hooks were refined by a secret method from the thousand-year-old cold jade selected by the Jiangxue Pavilion in the depths of the Cold Plains and the Polar Regions, and it was a quasi-soul treasure with great power.

This Tang Yu himself is even under the tutelage of Li Xue, the master of the Jiangxue Pavilion, the six-grade immortal root, who has practiced for one hundred and fifty years, and has been in the spiritual realm for more than ten years. It can be said that the leader of the Snow Pavilion would not have been arranged to appear in the fourth.

"Please!" Rikataka picked up, but didn't say anything more.

Zaijian, the Nine Dragons Silver Spirit Spear in Liruo's hand, shook more than a dozen spear flowers, struck first, and went straight to Tang Yu.