War Tao Becomes Saint

0Wen Lingan and the rest were courting death, they could not blame others. I told you a long time ago, that even if it's outside the Buried Ice Plain, you are not allowed to enter!    

    

Fu Chong's words were merciless, the sword pointed straight at Lin Luochen. After all, the reason for going through the outermost trial of Buried Ice Plain this time around was because Lin Luochen had made a decision that was beyond the public's opinion.    

    

Mang Cang Mountain was truly too barren. Even when cultivating in the sect's training rooms, its speed was extremely slow.    

    

The disciples of the Extreme Cold Martial Sect, who had been bitterly cultivating in their cultivation room for a year, might only be equivalent to disciples of other Wu Zong who had been cultivating in their own Blessed Paradises for one month.    

    

In this way, the achievement of a hundred years was only comparable to ten years of cultivation. In the long run, Extreme Cold Martial Sect would definitely be removed from the top ten Wu Zong s of the Northern Lands.    

    

Although Buried Ice Plain was a dangerous place in a dangerous place, the outer ring of Buried Ice Plain was also a place of opportunity.    

    

Outside the Buried Ice Plain, there were quite a few places where Spiritual Energy gathered.    

    

These places had been deserted for thousands of years, accumulating countless years of pure Spiritual Energy.    

    

And outside of the Buried Ice Plain, there were many neither strong nor weak Demonic Beast, which were constantly tempering their martial arts skills.    

    

Although the cultivation environment was tough, over time, the disciples of the Extreme Cold Martial Sect would definitely be stronger than their generation, with their generation after generation of experts never stopping!    

    

But Lin Luochen had never thought that there would actually be a large number of Horned Wolf at the outermost layer of the Buried Ice Plain that would appear.    

    

Even though he suspected that it wasn't a natural disaster but a man-made disaster, facing his disciple who was so proud of himself, Lin Luochen was truly unwilling to argue with him.    

    

I think that it would be better for Sect Master Lin to rise to the position of Grand Elder, cultivate in seclusion, and attack Nirvana Stage.    

    

With Lin Tian Zong's talent, within a thousand years, he will definitely reach Nirvana stage.    

    

At that time, even if my Extreme Cold Martial Sect does not receive any of them, with Great Master Lin and the Old Patriarch watching over us, we will definitely be able to continue for a thousand years.    

    

Below, because the elder from the Martial Veins stood up and spoke with confidence and confidence.    

    

The Extreme Cold Martial Sect was a large sect with orderly inheritance, the Great Clan Elder was aloof from worldly affairs, his position was revered, but he had no real power.    

    

Therefore, this Martial Veins Elder's suggestion was to directly hold Lin Luochen up in the air and let Fu Chong, who was in the Martial Veins, take over the position of Sect Master.    

    

Seeing this scene, many people in the hall were at a loss. The battle between the Frigid Cloud Sect and the Martial Arts Sect had never stopped.    

    

Under the secondary situation of internal and external troubles, the burden on Lin Luochen was simply too heavy.    

    

Clang! As the sound of a sword cry rang out, Lin Luochen instantly struck out with the Dust Sword in his hand, and the sword blade became as heavy as autumn water! The sword qi was cold, like a cold wind that had been blowing for tens of thousands of years!    

    

This Falling Dust Sword was passed down by my master. There are four words written on the blade to cleanse this world!    

    

When the Extreme Cold Martial Sect is about to die, who dares to speak nonsense again? Don't blame me for being merciless!    

    

The sword blade was cold and murderous. The Martial Vein elder's mouth was wide open; he could not finish his words.    

    

The Falling Dust Sword in Lin Luochen's hand was not a joke. There were powerful Extreme Cold Martial Sect warriors in the palace, but there was less than a person who could compete with Lin Luochen.    

    

Other than the two great elders, there was only the vice Sect Master Fu Chong!    

    

Boom!" Sure enough, just at this moment, Fu Chong's aura burst forth, his aura soaring to the sky in an astonishing manner.    

    

Streams of a terrifying alternating black and red aura roiled about, his cultivation level was impressively Ninth Level Peak of Heavenly Human Stage, and there was only a thin line between him and the Nirvana Stage!    

    

As the leader of the Dojo of Limits, Fu Chong's cultivation was comparable to Lin Luochen's!    

    

Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, please take out your sword! Today, the two of us will determine life and death, and from now on, the Extreme Cold Martial Sect will be one. Fu Chong unleashed his cultivation, and said coldly.    

    

Good! Good! Good! Lin Luochen said three good words, the Sword Qi around his body rippled, and he was about to attack.    

    

Reporting to the Sect Master, Senior Brother Wen Lingan and the others have returned. At this time, a disciple hurriedly ran in from outside the hall.    

    

What? The sword in Lin Luochen's hand fell to the ground with a clang, he did not dare believe his own ears.    

    

Dead or alive? Fu Chong's voice turned cold and his expression changed slightly.    

    

Under the pressure of the two Heavenly Human Stage Warriors, the disciples who came to report the news trembled slightly. Gritting their teeth, they said: "Senior Brother Wen Lingan, Senior Brother Tang Yidao and Senior Sister Zhen Rui Yu have all sent back a flying messenger sword.    

    

More... Thinking of the contents of the flying sword message, and also seeing the tense atmosphere in the hall, this disciple could not help but hesitate.    

    

Because the things that Wen Lingan and the others said on the flying messenger sword was too absurd, he was hesitating at the moment, not knowing whether he should say it or not.    

    

Speak! Fu Chong's face was gloomy, and his voice was ice cold.    

    

Yes. Fu Chong's words startled the disciple who came to report it, and he continued to speak.    

    

In addition, Senior Brother Wen Lingan and the others said that they met a senior from the same sect and that they were saved by him.    

    

After the disciple in charge of sending the message carefully said those words in his heart.    

    

In Wen Lingan's flying messenger sword, it was said that they were saved by the Grand Preceptor's Great-uncle, if he said these words, the would immediately kill him with a palm.    

    

Nonsense! All the people in my Extreme Cold Martial Sect that can forcefully fight against the quasi-Silver Wolf are all in this great hall. Where did this senior come from?    

    

Fu Chong's face darkened as he asked coldly.    

    

Lin Luochen and the others also revealed surprised expressions. As of now, with the decline of the Extreme Cold Martial Sect, in the huge sect, only he and Fu Chong, the two Grandmasters, were able to fight against the Quasi-wolf Demons.    

    

But with the five of them all here, if that was the case, then who was the one to save Wen Lingan?    

    

Let's go and take a look at the mountain gate. Lin Luochen sheathed his sword and followed the rest of the people towards the entrance of the Extreme Cold Martial Sect.    

    

After finding out that Wen Lingan and the others were still alive, no matter what the reason was, he was happy in his heart.    

    

The Extreme Cold Martial Sect was situated halfway up the mountain. Within the entire mountain range, countless palaces were situated.    

    

At this moment, Lin Luochen stood with his hands behind his back in front of the sect's great hall. On the other side, two too little and one too little Extreme Frost Ancestor stood in midair with a calm expression.    

    

However, if someone were to observe carefully, he would discover that on the left hand side of Extreme Frost Ancestor, Fei Taiji was staring at him from time to time. It was obvious that he was planning something.    

    

What is that? Not long after, an elder looked up at the distant horizon with a surprised expression on his face.    

    

It looks like a flying boat. An Elder said uncertainly.    

    

As for the three people from Extreme Frost Ancestor, their expressions became serious as their eyes revealed shock. Seventh Grade flying boat!    

    

To refine Sixth Grade spirit artifacts was extremely difficult, and Seventh Grade spirit artifacts were basically all passed down from the Primordial Era.    

    

As for the eighth stage Seventh Grade and the Ninth Grade Spiritual Artifact s, they were practically never seen in the northern lands.    

    

Boom!" The flying boat was extremely fast, and the sound of something tearing through the air came from far away.