Bang!

I saw the snow jade shot by Lintian Snow Saint, hitting Youlong Sword first, splashing out a piece of snowflakes and sword light.

This piece of snow jade is called Tianlan Snow Jade. It is made by collecting nine kinds of top snow jade and drawing the power of heaven and earth to refine it.

With the blessing of the Holy Path of Snow, Tianlan Snow Jade released heavy snow in the sky, covering the Wandering Dragon Sword.

Boom!

At this moment, the tall jade bottle commanded by Lord Baoshuang suppressed the body of the Youlong Sword from top to bottom.

This tall jade vase is called Baoshuang Lingping vase.

Under the urging of Holy Master Baoshuang, monstrous white frost surged out of the bottle. On top of the snowflakes covering the Youlong Sword, it once again covered the Youlong Sword.

"middle."

The blue ice cone shot by the Cold Flame Ice Saint is called the Nine Nether Cold Flame Cone. It is filled with the burning power and chill of the Nine Nether Cold Flame, and seems to melt the Youlong Sword.

When Lin Chen saw this situation, he looked at Hanyan Ice Saint, a trace of surprise flashed in his pupils.

The other party is different from Lintian Snow Saint and Baoshuang Saint. Although he is from the Snow Clan, his body is the Nine Nether Cold Flames. Like Xiao Huo, they both belong to the form of divine fire. No wonder he has a violent temper.

"It's interesting."

Lin Chen noticed that the power of the Wandering Dragon Sword was declining under the influence of the opponent's three holy paths and the three supreme treasures.

The Youlongjian was spiritually affected by these forces, and Lin Chen immediately activated the second stage of Origin Sword Dao.

But seeing the power of the Wandering Dragon Sword greatly increased, it shook away the snowflakes, hoarfrost and cold flames one by one, and returned to Lin Chen's hands like a flying swallow returning to its nest.

The origins of these three holy paths are all in the first stage and are not as good as the original swordsmanship in the second stage.

"Your boy's original swordsmanship is really great."

Upon seeing this, Hanyan Ice Saint took the lead and approached Lin Chen. His blue hair danced angrily, black and blue fireworks shot out from his eyes, and he shouted one after another:

"Nine quiet lands, faint cold flames, burning and killing."

The source of the holy path of cold was surging, and the power of the netherworld was raging. He integrated these two powers and displayed a magical power.

"Nice magical power."

Lin Chen felt like he was trapped in many netherworlds, and even his spirit and energy were no exception. Whether he saw it with the naked eye or felt it with his mental power, it was all dark and gloomy.

In this netherworld, nine secluded cold flames burned. Each one was about ten feet in size, shaped like a lotus, and as black as ink in color. It was both cold and blazing, extremely weird.

Lin Chen felt cold and hot, his limbs were cold, his qi and blood were showing signs of being frozen, and his key energy and spirit were extremely cold, which made him have thoughts that he didn't want to think about.

This is a very dangerous idea. If you lose the instinct to think, you will lose your sense of resistance, and your will and belief will be shaken.

Lin Chen couldn't help but frown. Against cold and netherworld powers, the most effective ones were thunder and fire attributes, but he didn't have them.

Therefore, Lin Chen had no choice but to activate the Bhattacharya and evolve an ancient Buddha to protect the spirit and faith, while condensing the spirit, the sword of will, and guarding the spirit on the left and the right.

"cut."

As Lin Chen sent out mental fluctuations, he saw the spirit, and the sword of will shot out from the left and right, splitting open the nine-nether cold flames to avoid being burned.

Then, Lin Chen's swords merged into one, and the Hunling Sword Realm evolved, suspended in the center, rising into the sky like the master of the sword world.

Boom!

Thousands of gray sword energy came out, killing in all directions, knocking out sword holes in the dark netherworld, and light shone in from the outside.

"Ten thousand swords unite into one, kill."

Lin Chen followed up with his words, gathering thousands of gray sword energies into one sword, which flew through the Hunling Sword Realm and struck out straight into the sky.

But when a muffled "bang" sound was heard, as if the darkness was broken, the netherworld was torn into pieces, and Lin Chen, who merged with his sword and man, took advantage of the situation and flew out.

The world outside was just like before, with heavy snow falling and white frost raging.

Bang bang bang...

At the moment when the Nether World broke apart, the Cold Flame Ice Saint was shaken all over, and he staggered back with a weak face. The cold flame in his eyes extinguished, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"General Zhou-level mid-level divine swordsmanship does not have such power. How did this kid practice it?"

Hanyan Bingsheng couldn't understand. He also understood the divine magic and magical powers of the middle-level Zhou level, but they were not as powerful as the swordsmanship displayed by Lin Chen.

"Brother Hanyan, please step back first."

Seeing his retreat, Holy Lord Baoshuang took action. She raised her frost-covered hands to make the seal, pointed her finger at Lin Chen's sky, and then gently drew it down.

"Heaven and earth, heaven and earth, frost comes to the world, knot."

At this moment, a hoarse and vigorous voice sounded in Lin Chen's ears, and he saw the heaven and earth changing, and the wind and the remaining clouds, which made people feel unpredictable.

The overwhelming white frost fell like heavy rain, denser than goose feathers of snow, and thick white frost condensed on the entire sky and earth.

In an instant, Lin Chen's hair, eyebrows, palms, and the Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand were all covered with white frost, which was so cold that it chilled his heart, affecting his body, energy, and blood.

The power of these white frosts is very terrifying. Most of those who have not survived the third holy tribulation, the first tribulation and the second tribulation holy god, are unable to withstand it.

But Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged. His divine body, energy, blood, spirit, belief, etc. were all stronger than the ordinary Three Tribulation Holy Gods, especially his bloodline, which was far superior to the Three Holy Saints of Tianhan.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lin Chen's eyes flashed with sword glory, shaking his shoulders, like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, the sharp edge was revealed, shaking away all the hoarfrost on his body.

But at this moment, roars came from the white frost in the sky, and a frost giant emerged, nine in total.

I saw that every frost giant was ten thousand feet high, standing tall in the sky and earth, holding various kinds of magical weapons. They were mighty and majestic, either attacking from a distance, fighting at close range, or attacking Lin Chen with pupil skills.

It seems that the attacks are different, but in fact they are coordinated seamlessly. It is obviously a complete attack method, and it is so powerful that even the Holy God of Three Tribulations would not dare to block it.

But Lin Chen was fearless and activated the origin of the sword, the origin of the holy path of space and life, and the ninth level of the holy path of chaos to merge into the Wandering Dragon Sword.

The next moment, he turned into a sword light like a sword, merged with the Wandering Dragon Sword, and once again evolved into the Hunling Sword World.

The three origins of the holy path, plus the special power of chaos, were combined with human swords to display, instantly making the power of the Hunling Sword Realm better than anything Lin Chen had ever displayed before.

As soon as the Hunling Sword Realm appeared, it erupted with indescribable sword power, shaking the void in all directions, and dense cracks appeared in all directions.

The attacks of the nine frost giants all fell into the cracks. As the cracks spread upward, even they fell into it.

However, they only sunk in their legs, and before they were completely sunk in, they were bombarded by the Hunling Sword Realm. Each one was shattered into pieces, and the divine weapons in their hands turned into white frost energy and collapsed.

"What? The origins of the three holy paths?"
Chapter completed!