Chapter 1325 Northern Ming Family

I don't know how long Bei Mingxue has been cultivating martial arts, but Su Zimo looks a little bit when he looks at him.

Su Zimo had personally experienced the pain, despair, and confusion of the destruction of the golden pill, which was beyond what a human being could bear. With his will, he was once depressed.

If he hadn't seen the two words Dieyue left at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to rekindle hope.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in front of her was able to survive on her own, without becoming depressed and lethargic, and turned to practicing martial arts. How difficult it was, and how much pain and suffering she endured, was simply unimaginable!

In this girl, Su Zimo saw that kind of struggle against fate, unyielding to fate, that kind of self-improvement, brave and diligent!

This is the will of martial arts!

A thought suddenly moved in Su Zimo's heart, but it was quickly suppressed.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Su Zimo pondered a little and asked.

Beimingxue said, "It's been a year."

"So long?"

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

This means that a year has passed since the battle of Tiandigu.

I don't know, what major events have happened in the cultivation world this year, but Yan Beichen is still safe.

Su Zimo thought about it for a while, and asked sideways, "I just heard you arguing about the battle for the dharma phase list, the big devil, what's going on?"

"The Great Demon of Wild Martial Arts!"

Bei Mingao pouted his lips and seemed to be quite resentful, and said: "This devil started a killing ring in Zhongzhou, which attracted the three besieged and killed by the immortals, demons and Buddhas. I heard that he was banished to the void by the peerless powerhouses of the immortals, and he died a long time ago. remove."

"Oh."

Su Zimo nodded.

Bei Mingxue frowned slightly, looking at Su Zimo thoughtfully.

She always felt that Mr. Su's question was a bit abrupt.

She also thought that this Mr. Su might be a cultivator, or even a great cultivator, but he was just hiding his cultivation, so they couldn't see through it.

But when she saw that Su Zimo's face was dry and sickly, it was far from the temperament of a cultivator, and she didn't have the kind of coercion of a cultivator, so she stopped thinking about it.

At this time, Su Zimo's black-haired Primordial Spirit was shrouded in the power of the Death Spell, and his condition did not look very good.

At this moment, the ground in the distance trembled violently, and it didn't take long for a roar of horses and beasts to be heard outside the door!

Surrounded by demonic energy, spiritual power skyrockets!

Although Su Zimo couldn't use his divine sense to investigate, but just by looking at it, he knew that this was a group of cultivators, driving spirit beasts and spirit demons into this Beiming Town.

"It's them again!"

Bei Mingao's expression changed and he gritted his teeth.

Bei Mingxue's expression was calm, as if she had become accustomed to this scene.

Although he couldn't see the outside through the high courtyard wall, Su Zimo's ears were so powerful that he could clearly hear the shouts from the town.

"Search carefully for me, but don't miss out on any ancient treasures!"

A voice sounded, quite arrogant, and said: "The Beiming family was also a big family that was tied with our three major families back then. It has a very strong background!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd outside.

Su Zimo moved in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this Beiming Yi clan has such a big background!

It's just, looking at the current posture, it seems that it has fallen to this point, being bullied to the head, but no one resists.

A large group of spirit beasts and spirit demons galloped in Beiming Town, unscrupulous!

"It's Dongfang Xuan!"

Bei Mingao heard the sound from outside, deep resentment flashed in his eyes, he couldn't hold it in any longer, he rushed out of the door and ran towards the courtyard!

"Little brother!"

Bei Mingxue hurriedly chased out, grabbed Bei Mingao, and shook his head: "You rush up now, what's the difference between sending him to death?"

"It's his sister, I can't be angry if you break your golden core!"

Bei Mingao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes slightly red.

Bei Mingxue said: "It's nothing, this is my grievance with Dongfang Zhi, and I will resolve it in the future."

At this moment, the group of monks came to the door of this courtyard.

Boom!

The high wall of the courtyard was smashed by a powerful force, and the sand and stones splashed and collapsed!

Outside the billowing smoke, there were dozens of cultivators, most of whom were foundation-building cultivators, and a few of them were Jindan real people, all riding on spirit beasts, looking down at the Bei Mingxue siblings in the courtyard.

"Dongfang Xuan, what do you want to do!"

Bei Mingao shouted loudly, the tiger's eyes widened, but from a young age, he already had an extraordinary aura.

The man named Dongfang Xuan was a young man in his twenties who had already cultivated to the Golden Core Realm and rode on a hideous monster.

This monster has scarlet eyes, lush hair, strong limbs, tall and mighty, and is full of evil spirits, but it is an ancient spirit dog!

This ancient relic is already a spirit demon in the Golden Core Realm!

Hearing Bei Mingao's shouting at Dongfang Xuan, he couldn't help roaring at Bei Mingao. His scarlet eyes stared at Bei Mingao.

Not to mention the few Jindan real people on the opposite side, just this evil spirit dog is enough to easily kill the Bei Mingxue brothers and sisters!

Bei Mingao faced this ancient relic, although he was afraid in his heart, he did not take a step back, and he kept his eyes fixed, staring at the evil spirit dog!

Even Bei Mingxue, whose golden core had been abandoned, stood side by side with Bei Mingao without fear.

"Ha ha."

Dongfang Xuan patted the evil spirit dog under him, and sneered: "Dog thing, be patient, don't be impatient, be patient."

Everyone could hear that the dog thing in Dongfang Xuan's mouth was scolding Bei Mingao.

The monk behind Dongfang Xuan burst into laughter.

"Isn't this Miss Beiming, who is competing with my sister for treasures? Tsk tsk, it's not easy to be still alive after being abolished by my sister."

Dongfang Xuan turned his eyes and landed on Bei Mingxue's body, and said yin and yang strangely.

Bei Mingxue looked calm and said nothing.

"Dongfang Xuan, don't deceive people too much!"

Bei Mingao clenched his fists and said loudly.

"I'm just deceiving people too much, what can you do?"

Dongfang Xuan curled his lips and said, "You stinky little brat, you can't even beat the spirit demon under my crotch, so are you qualified to yell at me?"

"Dongfang Xuan, you wait, I step into the golden core, and I will compete with you!"

Bei Mingao said word by word.

"Yo!"

Dongfang Xuan laughed loudly, "You actually declared war on me?"

"Hahaha!"

Some monks from the Eastern family also burst into laughter.

"How long shall I wait?"

Dongfang Xuan asked with a half-smile, "Ten years, twenty years, or a hundred years?"

"Three years!"

Beiming proudly said: "Three years later, it will be the big competition of the aristocratic family. At that time, I will compete with you!"

Dongfang Xuan pretended to be ignorant and asked, "The great family competition is a matter of our three great families in ancient times. What does it have to do with your Beiming family?"

"Oh!"

Dongfang Xuan suddenly said: "I almost forgot, your Beiming family, in the ancient times, was as famous as our three great families!"

"It's a pity, there are only a few hundred people left in your Beiming family now, alas, there is no successor!"