The aura that rushed to the sky spread for several miles, and a wave of clouds rose into the sky, and the life and death platform was blown away in an instant. The Spirit Realm monk blew himself up, and the power was unimaginable.

Countless disciples were affected, and no matter which side of the disciples were close, whether they were beginners or regular cultivators, they were all directly killed in seconds!

And the ice fairy withstood most of the attacks because he was protected in front of Amu. The furious Liliang was almost unstoppable, and the ice fairy instantly opened several layers of protection, all of which were to no avail.

All kinds of light, flashing out.

In just an instant, the ice fairy left nothing behind, and directly wiped out the soul.

The two Supreme Spiritual Cultivators of the Northern Han Sect fell at the same time.

It's a pity that the ice fairy has always been as cold as frost, but in fact, she is old-fashioned and hot, since Bai Yifeng said that he wanted to protect Amu Lishui, which involved Beihan's luck for ten thousand years, she spared no effort.

Shengsheng used his life to protect Amu. To protect Amu is to protect the northern cold!

"Ice Shouza!" Because the ice fairy was in the way, Amu suffered very little damage, not to mention the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet to protect him, but it was still the case, Amu also squirted a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Ziyun Ziyu shouted heartbreakingly.

Amu never imagined that the ice fairy, who was quite dissatisfied with him because of Liruo's matter, would be able to protect himself with his life at the most critical moment.

At this moment, Amu stood in the void stunned, he was deeply shocked! How can these kindnesses be repaid?

But just when Amu was stunned, a blue light in the void was like lightning, heading straight for Amu's heart.

No one expected that in an area where a spiritual realm monk had just exploded, someone would suddenly kill him.

It was a figure in purple that was as fast as lightning!

Which monk has such courage, but this speed is far higher than that of ordinary practice.

This monk must have been planning for a long time, and when he attacked and killed Amu, except for the death of the ice fairy, Amu was stunned for a moment, and there was no other chance.

This was the only moment that could kill Amu, and he firmly grasped it.

The purple-clothed monk has a handsome appearance, a graceful demeanor, and an extraordinary bearing. He used an ancient flute, which was made of fairy blue jade, exquisite workmanship, extremely exquisite, blue and clear, like a sword!

People are like dragons, because he is Mei Lingfeng, and Xiao is like a sword, because it is a quasi-soul treasure!

Mei Lingfeng was scheming, his handsome face was full of anger, waiting for this opportunity to kill Amu, he had waited too long.

Because in addition to the sudden attack, he knew that with Amu's current cultivation and magic weapon, his chances of fighting head-on were too small, and Mei Lingfeng was never a person who took risks easily.

The blue jade ancient flute flickered, and between the lightning and flint, it arrived in front of Amu.

The magic weapon of the quasi-soul level, with the blessing of a void spirit monk, penetrated the three-foot defense of the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet in one fell swoop, and reached the back of Amu's heart.

After losing his mind for a moment, he was actually caught by the enemy, and Amu turned around suddenly, but it was too late. Amudu had already felt the stinging pain of the immortal bone demon body.

Mei Lingfeng sneered, Amu must die under my hands. But at this critical moment, a purple-clothed figure suddenly appeared behind Amu.

"Teleportation Rune!Purple Jade?" Mei Lingfeng was shocked, except for the teleportation rune, there was no way to reach it at this moment.

"That's right, Senior Brother Mei!" the beautiful Ziyu smiled extremely charmingly, this was Ziyu's most beautiful smile.

Immediately, the blue jade ancient flute silently pierced Ziyu's front heart, and blood flowed out, instantly soaking Ziyu's dress.

The moment seemed so fast, yet so slow. Tianfeng double purple, a generation of beauties, fragrant and jade.

"Senior Sister Ziyu-" Taking advantage of Ziyu's block, Amu had already turned around. But at this time, what fell in Amu's arms was almost the corpse of Ziyu.

"Amu, die for you...... Die in your arms...... It's worth it!I'll go with Master!" Ziyu smiled hard, trying to reach out and touch Amu's face, but she didn't raise her hand.

A monk who has fixed the cultivation of the first level of Great Perfection was pierced by the Quasi-Soul Treasure, in fact, all the internal organs of Ziyu were scattered, and there was no vitality, and at this time, even the Nine Shadows Soul Chasing Pill could not save Ziyu.

Ziyu still has a smile on the corner of her mouth!

Many times, there is no reason for love, Ziyu and Amu have not been together for a long time, and they have only seen each other a few times. But these limited memories, Ziyu's love is deep-rooted, and she has no regrets, which is enough for Ziyu to be willing to sacrifice her life for Amu.

There is a lot of nameless love and nameless hate in the world!

"Senior Sister Ziyu......" Amu hugged Ziyu, his voice trembling slightly.

He couldn't forget the charming smile when he first saw Ziyu, the firmness of Ziyu when she was willing to die for herself on the stage of life and death, and the appearance of Ziyu and the raised arm.

"Mei Lingfeng, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to make you doomed!" At this time, Amu's anger was invisible, but almost everyone could feel it.

Holding Ziyu's corpse in one hand and holding the black rattan with the other, Amu's eyes were instantly blood-red.

The ice fairy fell, Ziyu was killed, and Amu was already out of anger.

He will pay it back with the blood of the whole Mei family!

At this time, Mei Lingfeng had already retreated with a fast fire, and only then did he miss the blow, he knew that there was no chance. But another purple figure went straight to Mei Lingfeng. The Cold Moon Divine Sword drew out ten thousand sword lights, and one of Han Bingyi's three stunts, "Ice in the Nine Heavens", was directly issued.

The cold ice is tied to the sky purple, the ice fairy is his introductory teacher, and the purple jade is also his close sister. At this time, Han Bingyi had two tear stains on his face, and he wanted to fight for his life with Mei Lingfeng.

When Mei Lingfeng saw Han Bing like this, he knew that this woman would never be able to get it, his face turned cold, and he fought with him with a flute.

Both of them are ethereal spirits, with similar cultivation and comparable skills. Although Mei Lingfeng's magic weapon in his hand was slightly superior, Han Bingyi fought desperately at this time. For a while, the cold ice was like a sea roll according to the sword light, and the wind and snow were pervasive, and it had the upper hand.

Amu gently placed the body of Ziyu on the Tianxuan Flying Saucer, holding the black rattan tightly, and the demonic aura was monstrous.

"Get out of the way!" Amu shouted violently, and then rose directly against the wind, he was determined to kill Mei Lingfeng with his own hands and avenge Ziyu.

Amu directly blocked the cold ice aside, rolled up a black light with one hand, turned into the shape of a dragon and tiger, and roared with a demonic sound, this is the killing technique in the "Desolate Demon Sutra", and went straight to Mei Lingfeng to slash it.

At this time, Mei Lingfeng couldn't hide, and had to fight! The ancient flute in his hand waved, and the blue light filled the sky.

Boom - the black and blue lights collided, and the huge waves of air spread out like water ripples.

Amu and Mei Lingfeng each flew back hundreds of feet, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Amu's mouth, and Mei Lingfeng's face was slightly pale.

In terms of cultivation, Amu is two levels behind after all, although there are powerful spells, but what Mei Lingfeng has in his hand is also a quasi-soul treasure, so Amu still has the upper hand.

However, Amu's fighting spirit has not diminished! He will definitely sacrifice the purple jade with the soul of Mei Lingfeng and blood.

This time, Amu didn't use the black rattan directly, because Amu didn't want Mei Lingfeng to die happily, he wanted to make Mei Lingfeng's life worse than death.

"Amu, Demon Cultivation, mess with my Northern Cold!" Mei Lingfeng held a jade flute, chic and unparalleled, but at this time, he was also murderous.

"Woo-" The flute sounded.

The night is as cold as water, and the sound of killing around is continuous! This cold sound of the flute can actually be highlighted in all kinds of noise. Such as resentment, such as crying, such as complaining, sad and desolate, tear-jerking.

Mei Lingfeng's wind god is like jade, the purple robe is flying, and it is indescribably otherworldly.

But this Xiaoyin is a sharp weapon for killing, this is Mei Lingfeng's mastery, a spiritual realm-level spell - Requiem for Chasing Spirits. This is a fragment of an ancient music score that Mei Lingfeng obtained in an adventure.

As soon as this song comes out, it confuses people's minds and cuts off people's divine senses, which is more than several times more clever than ordinary divine consciousness attacks and illusions.

Chasing the soul and requieming the soul, urging people to die by themselves. The desolate and mournful sound of the flute makes people sad, and all the pain in life will be aroused, making people despair of childbirth.

At this time, the sound of the flute was more like a flying sword weapon, piercing Amu's mind. The killing is like a tide, and the offensive is continuous.

This kind of divine consciousness attack is actually more dangerous than ordinary spells, and if you don't pay attention, you can destroy your soul and never be reborn.

At this time, Amu heard the sound of the flute, but suddenly looked up to the sky.

“hahahaha――”

"Demon, the unyielding person of heaven and earth! Demon will, the unwilling thought of eternity! Demon Dao, the road to heaven of 30,000 avenues. Demon cultivation, do not go against the heart of the blood to cultivate. Immortals block and kill immortals, Buddhas block and destroy Buddhas, only my demon way, and eternity is the only one. ”

Amu drank the Demon Sutra and stood between heaven and earth, and as soon as the Demon Sutra came out, all the demons surrendered. Amu walked towards Mei Lingfeng step by step, not affected by the sound of the flute in the slightest. The long hair was flying, the black robe was drumming, and the ancient desolate demon scriptures echoed in the sky above the northern cold.

"Knock knock knock-" Like a heaven-shaking sound, the sound of the Great Dao Dome! The entire Northern Han Sect is shaking!

The power of the Desolate Demon Ancient Scripture shocked everyone.

The monks on both sides involuntarily retreated, each standing in their own camp, and Zaijian fell under the cloud cliff, hundreds of corpses were scattered, and blood flowed like a river. Most of the monks of the void were also injured.

Amu is like a god and demon, pressing on Mei Lingfeng step by step, but Mei Lingfeng at this time can't retreat. The divine consciousness attacked, and he retreated for the rest of his life, and he would inevitably never recover.

"Woo-" Xiao Yin whimpered, and the entire Falling Cloud Cliff was rippling with a tide of blue light, as if it was about to drown everything.

And Amu is full of black energy, like the only small boat in the blue light tide, and the desolate demon scriptures echo in the heavens and the earth.

"If I become a demon, who will stop me!" Amu's voice was like thunder, and his eyes were bloodshot.

This scene shocked everyone!

At this time, in the north of the Northern Han Sect, which had been locked by the fog, the old man sitting cross-legged on the main peak of the North Seven Peaks of that town sensed everything, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The echo of the Desolate Demon Scripture directly pierced through the black mist, as if it had come from eternity, echoing in this cold world.

In the midst of the howling wind and snow, the unwilling voice of "the sky is hard to destroy, the earth is hard to bury!"

The Desolate Demon Sutra resonated with the monsters in the heavenly trench.

The sound was rolling like thunder, resounding through the moat, the cold plains and the seven peaks of Wangbei. Unwilling, unyielding demonic will radiate the whole world.

"Huh?" The old man in black didn't seem to expect the monster's movement at this time, and snorted coldly, sealing with one hand and pointing to the sky with the other.

Countless strange words like words, like graphics, and like patterns flow out. The indescribable, inexplicable Liliang rose again between the seven peaks, cultivating a huge rune pattern in mid-air.

The colorful brilliance circulates in it, endlessly. It wasn't very real, but it was a ghostly pattern.

"Town!" As soon as the old man in black said his words, he spewed out a breath of essence and soared straight into the sky.

The huge sigil fell from the sky, and as usual, fell directly into the moat.

"It's hard to ...... Extinguished, the earth is hard to bury! My soul is ...... Returning, blood stained the sky...... On ......"

In this way, the monster gradually settled down.

"Alas, it's been seven thousand years, and it seems that it is almost impossible to suppress it!" the old man in black sighed heavily.

"This Northern Cold Rebellion should also come to an end!"

Zaijian's black-clothed old man conjured up the old man holding the black gourd, looked at the black mist, and then stepped out.