Chapter 472 Where Is the Way to Heaven?

Unknowingly, it has been half a month since that earth-shattering god battle, and many strong men have also left the northern ice field one after another. Ever since Lin Youye fought against many divine realms that day, the extremely cold domain has shrouded again, freezing the entire thirty-third level.

Whether they are willing or not, this trip is doomed to be in vain. The extremely cold field is not something that ordinary people can enter. It was just opened at the beginning, but they witnessed an impulsive god step into the extremely cold field, and then it was frozen in an instant.

And the biggest beneficiary of this trip is none other than Lin Youye. Not only did he get the Xuanjin soul in the trial field, but he also learned many ancient secrets.

More importantly, he has successfully broken into the innate!

At this moment, the eyes of all major powers in the world have been placed on Lin Youye, his influence has undoubtedly risen to the strategic level, comparable to a Class A elite division that moves at any time.

They are also in some heavily guarded places, studying what their attitude should be towards this newly rising Lin Youye. Especially the country e is deeply threatened. After all, Lin Youye is in their country now, whether to eliminate or try to win over, will have a result at the end of the meeting.

Another half month has passed, and the influence of this battle has gradually dissipated, and most people no longer pay as much attention to this matter as before. However, the winner's figure did not appear for a long time, as if the world had evaporated.

country e.

In a certain world-class military secret, a meeting ended, and all kinds of bearded beards with extraordinary appearance walked out of it.

All of them are stomping their feet, and the news media of e country are scrambling to report their existence, not because of their strength, but because of their power, the supreme power.

Roman Stanislav was also among the crowd, with a cold expression on his face, he returned to his residence with the flow of people. What was decided at that meeting was hard for him to accept. After a debate, the military finally made up their minds to take action against Lin Youye, because Lin Youye had probably figured out some special forces of the e-military.

To prevent problems before they happen, Lin Youye must die.

"A bunch of ignorant guys, how would you know the horror of Lin Youye if you haven't witnessed that battle. It would be best if you could kill him with one blow."

"But if he escapes by chance, the entire e country will face the monstrous anger of a god, and people will be devastated. They don't understand what kind of power the god represents." Roman Stanislav's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm.

What a joke that a group of literati who have no power to restrain a chicken are also worthy of commanding how to kill a warrior in the divine realm. And he, a strong man in the divine realm, was only promised the position of a pawn.

Will he agree?

of course not.

...

But at this moment, the biggest beneficiary who caused countless disputes disappeared from everyone's sight early. On the ice field in the extreme north, there are footprints of different shades at this moment, and the owner of the footprints walks forward with difficulty with a sword on his back.

The north wind howls, and the biting cold wind is as real as it is, like steel needles penetrating into the bone marrow. The temperature here is not much higher than the extreme cold field of the thirty-third level, and the ordinary gods will be frozen in an instant .

Rather than saying that this place is similar to the extreme cold field of the thirty-third level, it is better to say directly that behind the thirty-third level is the boundless extreme cold field. And the thirty-third level is just the beginning of the extremely cold domain.

Today, Lin Lang only walks a hundred miles in the extreme north. The cold north wind is sometimes mixed with devil wind and other bad weather. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to walk even a single step.

Another two or three days later, there was a towering ancient city standing in front of him. Lin Lang stepped forward, and it took him an afternoon to get close.

The thirty-second level!

After the thirty-third pass, hundreds of miles away, the thirty-second pass also appeared in front of Lin Lang. It is still cold and windy here, and the lower temperature can only be felt when you get close to the tower of the thirty-second pass.

It is twice as much as the thirty-three levels!

The gate tower in front of it is still a vermilion lacquer gate, and the four hole-shaped imprints on the top are the holy artifacts of various races such as the archangel's staff. Only those most precious can open the gate.

Lin Lang, who had no choice but to give up, had to bypass the city pass, and the temperature became even lower. Even Lin Lang felt his hands and feet were cold, and his body was protected by magic skills, as if he was standing naked in the snow.

Even he couldn't stand the temperature.

"One level of cold area and one level of pass, the Mythical Heavenly Road really lives up to its reputation." Lin Lang took a deep breath, looking at the boundless ice field in front of him, without any direction guidance, let alone a clear path.

The footprints of the predecessors have long been annihilated in the wind and snow. The second-to-last pass alone made it difficult for him, a born strong man, to move forward, so what about the first pass?

I'm afraid there is enough to be called freezing everything. It's no wonder that Sword Immortal, who was as strong as Beihan back then, needed to summon the world's strongest to conquer the extreme north, and even spared no effort to collect spiritual materials from all over the world and put them into each level.

When they can't hold on, they can open the gate of the city with the sacred artifacts of various races, and then move forward after training.

"I just don't know how they are doing now, whether they have crossed the end of the celestial road to that foreign land." Lin Lang shook his head, and then he was wrapped in a layer of colorful flames and continued to move forward.

The colorful flames are heavenly fires, and the temperature is super terrifying. At this moment, they cover the surface of Lin Lang's body like colorful gods. Wrapped in colorful flames on the outside, and protected by magical powers on the inside, Lin Lang's steps were also much faster.

He directly crossed the 31st pass and came to the tower near the 30th pass. Under the tower, Lin Lang's feet

The steps stopped suddenly, and the pupils shrank slightly.

In front, there is a figure!

Lin Lang didn't hesitate much, and moved forward slowly, letting the cold wind fall on his body and still walking steadily. The colorful flames also began to flicker, as if they would not be able to hold on any longer and would be extinguished directly.

However, he still came to this person and looked him up and down. This person's face is haggard, and his mottled face is covered with signs of time, and it is impossible to estimate his age by the degree of age.

He stood alone in the wind and snow, his forehead and temples were covered with wind and frost, and above his head, a gorgeous golden elixir was suspended. That golden core was just like him, frozen in the sky directly.

The twilight old man was frozen to death here.

On the ice in front of him, there is a line of large characters with sharp brush strokes, and the strokes of the pen are like dragons and snakes. Today, after countless years, it still exudes a strong sword spirit.

The road to heaven is vast, old friends, where are they now?

In the world of ice and snow, one person, one pill, and one line of characters, where is the old friend now? Surrounded by silence, this scene became an eternity. Lin Lang collected the remaining things on the old man's body, and from the things that belonged to the old man's body, he can confirm his identity. It is the old man who caused the sensation in the extreme north, the real Hongdao.

He should be a hero of the same generation as the Beihan Sword Immortal, even older than the Beihan Sword Immortal. At the beginning, he probably missed the expedition to the extreme north for some reason. Knowing that time is running out, he searched to the extreme north before the deadline.

He set foot on the road to heaven, but his fellow Taoists had already gone away. The old man who walked here alone was unaccompanied, and the footprints of his former friends could no longer be traced.

He couldn't even explore the life and death of his friends at this moment, so he left his words here in a daze, turned into an ice sculpture, and lived forever with the world of ice and snow. I only hope that the former Taoist friends can see that he is not a coward when he returns from victory.

"The aspirations of the ancients should be respected." Lin Lang took a deep breath and stepped forward. The ice surface under his feet was directly pierced by him. A glacier rushed out from under the hard ice layer. The water flowed like a winding river. The serpentine dragon covered the old fairy's body.

The extremely cold field is frozen in an instant!

The place where the old man was originally standing was covered by an ice mound, and he was still standing amidst layers of solid ice. Lin Lang raised the sword, a shadow of the sword enveloped it, countless ice chips flew, and after a while a tombstone was erected in front of the ice mound.

This is his resting place in this life, the only tomb in the ice field, I hope the heroic spirit will not be destroyed, and will not be disturbed by those lonely ghosts. Although the immortals are dead, the outstanding leaders of that era are worthy of respect. Such people should not be exposed to the wilderness!