Amu squirted a mouthful of blood, covering his chest with his left hand, but his consciousness was extremely clear. With a move of his right hand, the black rattan flew back into his hand. Although the Qingkui fell to the ground, Amu did not dare to be careless at this time.

Because the moment the two spells collided, Amu suddenly felt that although the Qingkui in front of him was indeed a physical body cultivator, he was not a true soul cultivator.

This can also explain the expressionless face of Weishenme, and the tone of the voice is strange, and the voice comes from the back of the head.

"Puppet?" was Amu's first reaction.

But with what Amu had learned, he really didn't know if there was such a strange spell on the sea wilderness, which could manipulate a living physical puppet thousands of miles away, which was too rebellious magic.

This is a level higher than the puppet technique of the Floating Soul Son and the skill of his own soul dance.

And at this moment, I suddenly saw that Qingkui's body was gray.

"Haha-" Zaijian Qingkui flew up like a corpse, and at the same time, an endless killing force dispersed.

This laughter was terrifying, and that murderous intent was no weaker than Amu's murderous aura from the soul.

"Soul cultivation high-level?" Amu instantly felt a little dizzy.

The battle is not so big, to fight to a mid-level soul cultivator, to stand up a high-level soul cultivator!

At this time, Qingkui's seven orifices were bleeding, and black blood was flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which was extremely hideous and terrifying. But such a person who looked like a zombie actually exuded an incomparably majestic high-level aura of soul cultivation.

This breath definitely can't deceive people, this is an absolute high-level aura of soul cultivation, and the aura of desolation that just now has is getting stronger and stronger.

"What kind of spell is this?" At this time, Amu felt a little chilled. Fang Cai's Qingkui should have died under the Divine Splitting Technique, but now how could he come back to life again, and his cultivation has actually gone further.

However, after all, Amu still has something at the bottom of the box. Amu gritted his teeth and his mind moved. The imprint of the ancient lamp of the war spirit in the center of the eyebrows was revealed again.

And at the same time, there was a fluctuation in the void around Amu, and the burly figure transformed by the seven black qi suddenly appeared in the void, protecting Amu in it.

Black helmet, black armor, holding Changge in one hand and shield in the other.

The seven black shadows all exuded endless antiquity and vicissitudes, and the faint black bloom flowed out a thick aura of death. A high-spirited fighting spirit is enough to destroy everything.

As soon as these seven battle spirits came out, the entire Tongtian Peak was filled with a desolate aura. And the monks in the Northern Wilderness all felt a little stiff at this time.

What kind of soul creature was summoned by the Northern Cold Demon Cultivator, and the vast majority of the Northern Wilderness Cultivators didn't know the existence of the Ancient War Soul at all. However, they all instinctively felt the power of these seven soul creatures, and it was a horror that penetrated the soul.

Amu stood in the middle of the seven desolate ancient battle spirits in white, giving people an even more terrifying feeling. Because he is the master of these seven desolate ancient war spirits.

"Ancient War Spirit!" the Qing Kui sneered in a hoarse voice, "What is the old man afraid of?"

At this time, Qingkui seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, and black blood continued to flow out of his facial features, not at all.

Zaijian's Qingkui hands suddenly formed a magic seal on his chest, and as soon as this magic seal came out, suddenly the heavens and the earth changed color, and the entire sky above the Northern Han Sect was instantly gray.

The aura of gloom and death, symbolizing gloom and death, spreads in an instant. This complements Amu's seven desolate ancient battle spirits!

The black-robed Qingkui had long hair flying wildly at this time, and his seven orifices were bleeding, looking like a demon.

"Let the entire Northern Han Sect be buried with you!" the black-robed Qingkui laughed strangely.

Murong Huang's expression changed, he felt that this black-robed Qingkui was actually a little out of control, and on the ring in his left hand, a faint gray light was about to disperse.

He knew that he could kill this young man in an instant. Murong Huang didn't like anything beyond his control and control.

"Wild-" Qing Kui's hand changed again, and the mantra in his mouth just spit out a word.

Suddenly, two white lines in the Northern Void crossed the void.

"It's too desolate! Look at the sword—"

This sound made Murong Huang stop moving, and at the same time, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, two incomparable soul realm breaths directly locked Qing Kui, making him unable to move a bit.

Two white lights, those are two peerless immortal swords, falling from the sky!

Snow Soul!

Snow Spirit!

Two divine weapons, two white lights, like two meteors outside the sky, directly pierced Qing Kui's body. Such a sword-like strangulation outside the sky directly caused that Qingkui's body to dissipate in an instant.

Zaijian was a cloud of black light, flying out of Qing Kui's brain like lightning.

The two white lights of Snow Soul and Snow Spirit rose again, heading straight for the black light.

Because that is where Qingkui's soul is located, and if the soul heart does not die, it can be reborn. A physical body is nothing to a Soul Realm cultivator. As long as the soul heart escapes from life, it can be reborn.

How could the two monks of the Arctic Immortal Sea allow him to escape?

But when he saw that black light, he was about to be strangled by two peerless divine soldiers. At this moment, except for the two who came later, and Amu did not see anyone.

In the void, a ghostly old man in black suddenly appeared, and with a move of the black gourd in his hand, he directly collected the black light into the gourd.

Then he didn't speak, just arched his hand at the two monks from the Arctic Immortal Sea, squeezed his eyes at Amu, and disappeared in one step.

"Bitter senior!" Amu almost shouted.

"Arctic Immortal Sea!" At this time, Murong Huang slowly stood up and stared at the two monks who suddenly appeared.

The two monks in Zaijian, a man and a woman.

The male is majestic and upright, the wind is chic, and the female is pretty, cold and elegant. The two of them didn't look very old on the surface, and they were both snow-white robes.

The two of them have a dusty temperament, elegant as immortals, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary monks in the Northern Wilderness. It is the monks of the three major immortal sects, all of whom are dwarfed.

"Soul Cultivation High Order Great Perfection!" Amu also grinned secretly.

Two high-level Great Perfections of soul cultivation are above the Northern Wilderness, and such a method must be one of the seven great immortal gates of the Northern Wilderness, which is extremely mysterious and low-key Arctic Immortal Sea.

According to the legend of the Sea Wilderness, the Arctic Immortal Sea is the same as the Wuji Immortal Palace in the Southern Cloud Desert among the Seven Great Immortal Gates, there are not many disciples, but their cultivation is extremely profound.

Two high-level soul cultivators were dispatched at once, which can be seen. You must know that the Three Elders of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the Floating Soul Son, is just a mid-level Great Perfection of soul cultivation.

These two envoys of the Arctic Immortal Sea didn't seem to expect that someone would shout the words "Arctic Immortal Sea", and they couldn't help but want to look at Murong Huang together.

"Mortals?" the two Arctic Immortal Sea disciples couldn't help but glance at each other, their expressions extremely complicated.

At this time, the four words of Murong Desolate Arctic Immortal Sea came out.

"Wow-" A large area fell to his knees on the entire Tongtian Peak in an instant.

"Meet the Immortal Sea Holy Envoy—" The voice was like a mountain shouting long live, rolling like thunder, mixed with the fanatical awe and worship of countless Northern Wilderness monks.

It's no wonder that the boundary of the Sea Desolate Divine State, the Seven Great Immortal Gates. Above the Northern Wilderness, the Arctic Immortal Sea is respected. The Arctic Immortal Sea on the cold plain is the holy place in the hearts of the monks of the Northern Wilderness.

However, the Arctic Immortal Sea must have been around for thousands of years, and there is no envoy to walk the Northern Wilderness. For the ordinary monks of the Northern Wilderness, the Arctic Immortal Sea is the immortal-like existence in their hearts.

At this time, on the entire Tongtian Peak, in addition to Murong Huang, there was also Amu standing still, it was the Jiangxue Pavilion Master Li Xue, and the Northern Han Sect Sect Master Bai Yifeng also bowed down and bowed, while all the monks below the Spirit Realm fell to the ground on their knees.

When the female cultivator of the Arctic Immortal Sea saw this scene, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and seemed to be a little unaccustomed.

And the male cultivator was much calmer, his face was solemn, he looked at Murong Huang, and then said loudly: "The way of heaven is impermanent, and the rise and fall are changeable. Now there are remnants of the wilderness, and they will once again make trouble in the northern wilderness. The two of us are in accordance with the decree of the Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master to kill the demons and protect the peace of the Northern Wilderness!"

"Too desolate remnant" doesn't need to ask, and it is naturally the black-robed Qingkui.

However, the vast majority of monks did not understand the specific meaning of the words "too desolate remnants", and only a few people such as Li Xuezhu and Bai Yifeng changed their expressions suddenly. Because they know the weight of the word "too wild", these two words are enough to stir up the sea wilderness.

However, at this time, no one dared to ask, and no one had the heart to ask this, all of them were covered by the awe and fanaticism in their hearts.

But as soon as he heard the words of the male cultivator of the Arctic Immortal Sea, Murong Huang sneered: "It's too desolate!

Murong Huang's words naturally fell on the ears of the two disciples of the Arctic Immortal Sea, and the white-clothed female cultivator had a sharp murderous intent in her eyes, looking directly at Murong Huang.

Murong Huang, on the other hand, looked at the female cultivator with a calm expression. But suddenly Murong Huang was affected by a stubborn illness, and "cough cough" coughed irrepressibly.

"Hmph!" the white-clothed nun snorted disdainfully and withdrew her gaze.

The male cultivator continued: "For thousands of years, the Arctic Immortal Sea has rarely walked in the Northern Wilderness, and the supervision is insufficient. Now the three major immortal gates of the Northern Wilderness, each holding one side of the Northern Wilderness, standing on their feet, each hiding their scheming. Therefore, the Arctic Immortal Sea Sect Master specially issued a decree to seal the Northern Han Sect as the first immortal gate in the Northern Wilderness, and supervise the Northern Wilderness on behalf of the Arctic Immortal Sea. Give two high-level immortal treasures of snow soul and snow soul to town the immortal gate. Above the Northern Wilderness, if there is any change, cut it off!"

"Wow-" These words of this Arctic Immortal Sea male cultivator completely detonated the entire Northern Wilderness cultivator.

The Northern Han Sect was named the First Immortal Gate of the Northern Wilderness, which was absolutely explosive news.

On behalf of the Arctic Immortal Sea, he supervised the Northern Wilderness and gave two high-level immortal treasures - Snow Soul and Snow Spirit!

This directly made many Northern Wilderness monks dizzy, what kind of concept is this?

Such a canonization is more useful than the three veins and a hundred firsts. The canonization of the Arctic Immortal Sea is equivalent to the holy decree on the Northern Wilderness.

Because, that means that behind the future Northern Han Sect stands the Arctic Immortal Sea, one of the top seven immortal gates of the sea wilderness, and it can even be said that the Northern Han Sect can be regarded as the spokesperson of the outer gate of the Arctic Immortal Sea from now on.

Two high-level immortal treasures? Some spiritual realm cultivators have never seen immortal treasures in their lives, let alone high-level immortal treasures. They just saw a few immortal treasures in the past two days, and they couldn't figure out the level.

Two high-level Immortal Treasure Zhen Mountain, as well as the Eternal Holy Lotus, and the Demon Cultivator who is like a god and a demon. The first immortal gate of the Northern Cold Sect in the Northern Wilderness is completely worthy of it.

For more than 9,000 years, isn't the Northern Han Sect going to usher in new glory?