Nine Dragons War Sovereign

"You aren't stopped by the Spirit Formation?"

Nalan Qiushui's expression changed greatly. She didn't even have any reaction when Ye Ling easily stepped into the Imperial Tomb's entrance, which made it difficult for her to calm down. "How is this possible? I train in the Ice Emperor's techniques, so I should be the one to inherit his will. "

Ye Ling's expression turned serious. Gritting his teeth, he directly rushed into the barrier and entered the inside of Imperial Tomb in the blink of an eye. Then, he safely passed through the barrier and disappeared.

Nalan Qiushui was unreconciled in her heart, she fiercely bit his lips, following that, blood flowed out of her mouth, with an angry look on her face, she stared at the Imperial Tomb's Gate and complained.

As the Imperial Tomb's gate closed, it was impossible for Nalan Qiushui to enter half a step into the Imperial Tomb, however, Ye Ling, who had stepped into the interior of the Imperial Tomb, was currently suffering greatly.

The interior of the ice mountain was a field of whiteness. The snow fluttered like goose feathers and the cold air was even more terrifying. Even if Ye Ling had a Dao Body, it would still be difficult to endure.

Within the Imperial Tomb, the world was covered in ice and snow, a bone-chilling cold wind blew, a light breeze blew, and snowflakes fluttered. Ye Ling's body trembled, and every time he took a step, an additional burst of cold energy would surge through his body, causing his internal organs to freeze.

Gritting his teeth, he walked forward with great difficulty. Ye Ling had worked hard every single step, but he did not retreat. Since he had chosen to enter the Imperial Tomb, he had mentally prepared himself.

However, after an unknown period of time, the frost power in his body suddenly turned into a mysterious power and quickly flowed into the Yin Golden Pellet of the Yin-Yang Jindan in his body.

"This?" Ye Ling was shocked, he immediately stopped to feel the Golden Core within his Mind Palace. When he saw that the Yin Gold Pill was actually absorbing the frost power on its own, he could not help but feel somewhat surprised, and thought to himself: "Could it be that the frost power will cultivate on its own?"

It's just that since this place is the Ice Emperor's mausoleum and you were selected by him, I presume he is intentionally helping you open up a golden core and nurture a frost power. It should be a great thing for you.

He had always been observing the changes that had occurred in Ye Ling's body. The fact that the dense frost power in the Imperial Tomb could actively fuse with the Yin Gold Pill in Ye Ling's body was definitely not a coincidence.

Ye Ling had never cultivated any ice attribute cultivation technique, so he was naturally unable to use frost power s.

When Ye Ling heard this, he couldn't help but frown. The power that Nalan Qiushui desperately wanted to obtain was now voluntarily thrown into his embrace;

Withdrawing his consciousness and sensing that the frost power in his body had fused with the Jindan, he was not as cold as before. Instead, he had fused with the frost power, fusing with this place and making his body as light as a swallow.

Without any hesitation, Ye Ling quickly dashed out. Without any obstructions, his movements had already recovered to their previous state. After he passed through the world of ice and snow, the frost power inside his body's yin golden pellet had actually reached its saturation point.

BOOM!

Just as Ye Ling walked to the end of the field where the snow was flying in the air, a loud noise suddenly came from in front of him.

The colossal dragon's body was covered by ice and it emanated extremely horrifying power of ice. As it swam in the sky with the swirling snow, a blinding blue light emerged into its eyes. The might of a dragon was something that could not be underestimated.

Roar!

The Ice Dragon roared towards the sky as if it was provoking Ye Ling. Its strength was not weaker than a Spirit Master, and although its body seemed huge and clumsy, its speed was still astonishing.

"cold dragon zhenqi?" Seeing the ice dragon appear, Ye Ling couldn't help but be shocked. This ice dragon was exactly the same as the one Nalan Qiushui summoned before.

"Nalan Qiushui's ancestor most likely obtained the cold dragon zhenqi from here. This ice dragon definitely has a cultivation method for cultivating the cold dragon zhenqi!"

Ye Ling's brows tightly knitted together. The appearance of the ice dragon caused a bit of fear to surface in his heart. The cold dragon zhenqi's might was astonishing, but if he wanted to continue forward, he needed to fight the ice dragon first.

"Whiz!"

Without waiting for Ye Ling to get ready, the ice dragon took the initiative to attack from above. Its dragon tail suddenly swept out, and the cold dragon zhenqi appeared in the air, accompanying the dragon tail as it attacked!

"Evil creature!" Ye Ling frowned, and with a loud shout, he soared into the sky, where his Triple Annihilation fists filled the sky and instantly collided with the ice dragon.

With an explosive sound, the cold air turned back and frost filled the air.

Broken Shadow of Remnants.

Boom! *

"Roar!" As the sword landed, the ice dragon instantly let out a blood-curdling screech. The ice mountain shattered as its gigantic body instantly crashed to the ground. Snow filled the skies as the ice dragon's body began to shatter inch by inch …

"He can't even withstand a single blow!"

When the ice dragon broke, Ye Ling, who was in the air, actually disdained it. The ice dragon's strength was only at the Spiritual Master's lower level of strength, so it was not worth mentioning in front of him.

However, just as Ye Ling landed on the ground and was about to peek at the ice dragon, the ice dragon that was suddenly damaged transformed into rays of blue light and soared into the sky, enveloping Ye Ling within.

"AHH!" Ye Ling screamed, the blue light aura struck him, as though he was being pierced by thousands of arrows, his body was drenched in blood, the blue light aura was sharp like a blade, penetrating into his flesh and blood, wanting to break his bones.

"Hurry and use the frost power to block!"

Ye Ling was trapped in a dangerous situation, the Xue Wuya in his body anxiously reminded him. The blue light that the ice dragon had transformed into was precisely the cold dragon zhenqi, which was difficult for ordinary forces to resist.

The tormented Ye Ling, upon hearing the Xue Wuya's reminder, anxiously used his internal energy to circulate the Golden Core inside his body. A blue light emerged from Ye Ling's body, quickly spreading to his four limbs.

Boom! *

The frost power was released, and the blue light that enveloped Ye Ling reflected its brilliance. At the same time, it turned into countless threads of light that quickly merged with the Jindan in Ye Ling's body.

After floating in the air for a long time, Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

"Whiz!"

Ye Ling waved his hands, and the cold dragon zhenqi left his hands. An ice dragon soared into the sky, emitting an extremely terrifying aura that was far away from the ice dragon he had encountered earlier.

Just as the ice dragon was about to be summoned, a line of words suddenly appeared in Ye Ling's mind. That was the cold dragon zhenqi's cultivation method.

"So that's how it is, Ice Emperor has truly put in a lot of effort. This cold dragon zhenqi is indeed not simple, no wonder Nalan Clan was able to use this technique to become the head of Octoterra Divine Region." After knowing the secret behind the cold dragon zhenqi's cultivation, Ye Ling was extremely impressed by the Ice Emperor. To be able to create such a technique, it must be someone extraordinary.

Retracting his gaze, Ye Ling waved his hand, causing the ice dragon in the sky to explode and turn into a cold wave that spread out in a flash. The snow that filled the sky turned into ice crystals in the blink of an eye and floated around.

With the cold dragon zhenqi in his hands, Ye Ling naturally did not feel satisfied. If Nalan Clan could obtain the cold dragon zhenqi, then the "Mysterious Ice Nine Dragons Art" that Leng Family cultivated should also naturally appear here.

Thinking about it here, Ye Ling hurriedly headed deeper into the Imperial Tomb. When he passed through the extremely cold land, he saw warm flowers in front of him, brimming with vitality.

Ye Ling's expression was a little strange. After entering the forest for a long time, he saw a tall mountain in front of him.

Upon stepping onto the mountain peak, one could see that there was a palace on top of the snowy mountain peak, but the hall was constructed from ice and stone and the doors were tightly shut. A terrifying aura emanated from within, gathering but not dispersing, causing Ye Ling to unconsciously stop in his tracks.

Ice sculptures stood erect on both sides of the palace. Each of them was in the shape of a human, and their appearances were exquisite and lifelike, as if they were real people guarding this place.

"Imperial Tomb Palace!"

Ye Ling surveyed the palace on the other side, only to see that there was a signboard on the entrance with the three words written on it.

"This is the place where the Ice Emperor passed away?" Ye Ling frowned, he was unsure of what to do, but just as he was about to walk towards the Imperial Tomb Palace, suddenly, the few ice sculptures in front of the hall door started to shake.

"What?" Seeing that, Ye Ling's expression became serious, he anxiously took a few steps back, the ice on the bodies of the ice sculptors in front of him started to crack, and slowly got out from their confinement, revealing their true appearances.

"Is this the Mausoleum Guard?" Ye Ling revealed a face of shock. Seeing that the ice sculpture was actually made by the guardian of the Imperial Tomb, a trace of fear immediately surfaced in his heart.

The six mausoleum guarding positions were all expressionless, and the aura emitted from their bodies actually had strength surpassing that of a Spirit Master; all of them had reached the ninth level of the Profound Honorable Stage.

Facing the six Mausoleum Guard s of the Profound Honorable Stage, Ye Ling felt his scalp tingling. He had the confidence that he could fight against Spirit Sisters, but the strength of a Spirit Master exceeded the limits of his ability, and facing six experts of the ninth level of the Profound Honorable Stage at that, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of an urge to retreat.

The Mausoleum Guard's eyes were cold and expressionless, their bodies were releasing a terrifying pressure, with large steps they were closing in on Ye Ling.

Ye Ling retreated, his face pale white, just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly the six people in front of him pounced towards him, with a wave of his hand, a cold light exploded, as the ice dragon soared into the sky and flew towards Ye Ling.

"cold dragon zhenqi?"

Ye Ling's expression changed greatly, the six people in front of him were actually using cold dragon zhenqi, and their power was far above his. Six ice dragons attacked, and he anxiously leaped into the air, not daring to clash with them head on.