I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

As he circulated the power of the avenue, a blizzard formed by the power of the avenue gathered in the void.

Due to the limited time, Dugu and his party did not hold back at all once they made a move.

The power of the Ice and Snow Avenue froze the entire void in an instant.

The power of the avenue turned into flakes of snowflakes and gusts of wind, roaring towards the chief of the Frostwolf clan.

The head of the Frostwolf clan felt the terrifying aura of Dugu and his party, and showed a dignified expression.

"Roar!"

After a roar, a pair of ice armor appeared all over the head of the Frostwolf patriarch.

At the same time, beside him, a frost wolf king with a whole body of silver appeared.

This Frost Wolf King also possesses the realm of the Holy Emperor.

The originally evenly matched battle suddenly turned into a battle of Dugu and his party with one against two.

Duguhan couldn't see any changes on his face, and continued to lead the wind and snow on the road towards the man and wolf in front of him.

Facing the terrifying blizzard on the road, the Frostwolf Patriarch and Frostwolf King jointly launched an attack.

The head of the Frostwolf clan circulated the cold ice battle energy, turned into a huge iceberg and suppressed it towards Dugu and his party.

At the same time, the Frostwolf King spewed out a piece of cold air, which turned into countless ice cones and shot at Dugu and his party.

There was a loud bang, and the two original forces collided again.

Dugu and his party, who were at a disadvantage, were forced back thousands of miles by the powerful impact before they stopped.

Dugu and his party, whose meridians were impacted, felt a surge of energy and blood in their bodies.

A mouthful of blood had already gushed to his throat, but he swallowed it back forcefully.

The patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan in front of him is the chief culprit who invaded the entire Northern Territory.

As long as he could be killed here, the Frostwolf army that invaded the Northern Territory would surely fall into chaos without a leader.

At that time, the human monks under the unified command of the alliance will definitely sound the horn of counterattack.

With awareness in his heart, Dugu and his party no longer have any scruples about attacking.

Using his hands as knives, he cut open the arteries in his wrists.

Dark red blood spurted out from the wound, and finally turned into an extremely cold wind and snow that filled the entire void.

With the blood dripping from the body of Dugu and his party, the entire void has been completely frozen.

Although the chief of the Frostwolf tribe and the Frostwolf King who lived there were extremely resistant to the cold, they would not be damaged even if they endured a temperature of thousands of degrees below zero.

But when facing An Qian's icy cold, he felt that the blood in his body was frozen.

The battle qi that was surging like a set could not be mobilized at this time.

"Heaven and earth are silent!"

As the last handprint of Dugu and his party fell, the entire void was completely turned into nothingness in the freezing cold.

Dugu and his party, the chief of the Frostwolf Clan, and the Frostwolf King who were originally in the void all turned into nothingness.

The silence of the heaven and the earth is said to be a miracle left by the God of Ice and Snow in the Northern Territory.

It has always been the top school of Winter Academy, but it has always been forbidden to practice.

Because this is a taboo secret art of harnessing the power of gods with a mortal body.

Whether it is the person who casts it or the enemy, they will all turn into nothingness under the power of the ice and snow god.

At the moment of dissipating, what appeared in the minds of Dugu and his party was Duguhan, a junior with the same surname as himself.

Although the two have the same surname, they are not related by blood.

Duguhan, the younger generation's talent and heart, is one of the strongest people in the history of the Northern Territory.

As long as he is there, even if there is only one person left in the Northern Territory, it will be an unprecedented prosperity.

With the fall of Dugu and his party, Yue Lenglu, who had been guarding the rear of the Moon Clan, walked towards the teleportation array heading to the Northern Territory.

……

"Huhuhu..."

Duguhan was panting heavily, while turning his head to look behind him.

After making sure that no enemy was chasing him, he was relieved.

If you want to keep leading the large army of the Frostwolf Clan, you can't keep running away.

Because the leader of the Frostwolf Clan is not a fool, if he keeps running away, the other party will definitely find out what he wants to restrain.

At this time, they will definitely turn around and support the Frostwolf troops in Gale Valley.

So every once in a while, Duguhan will launch a wave of "massive" attacks on the large army of the Frostwolf tribe.

No matter how many enemies you can kill, you must look majestic, with the momentum of a million-strong army.

From the original 1 people, after several rounds of attacks, there are now less than 100 people left.

At this time, there were less than 100 people, and everyone was wounded.

Those monks who sacrificed, in order to prevent the enemy from obtaining any information from their corpses.

At the last moment of their lives, they all decisively chose to blew themselves up.

It was this self-destruction that gave their lives and souls one after another that made the Frostwolf troops in this direction believe that the main force of the northern monks was in this direction.

"Commander, how long have we been delaying?"

A young monk who was wounded all over his body and had become a blood man asked Duguhan.

"We've been delayed for an hour and a half!"

Duguhan replied.

After making huge sacrifices, Dugu Han's team has successfully completed the task beyond the quota.

"It's not enough!"

The young Northern Territory cultivator with the cultivation of the Holy Emperor muttered to himself.

Duguhan didn't even know his name.

But from the fact that he was able to cultivate to the realm of the Holy Emperor at such a young age, it was known that he was also a person who was like a genius.

Without this war, I believe he would have a chance to make a name for himself in the Upper Realm in the near future.

"You retreat first, I will stay behind to delay the enemy's footsteps."

Although the young Northern Territory cultivator had fear on his face, his expression was extremely firm.

Everyone knew that with his injuries, he really couldn't continue to retreat with the large army.

But people are emotional animals, and reason tells them that it is wise to do so.

But their sensibility prevents them from easily giving up on their comrades who fought side by side.

"Son, are you scared?"

An elderly monk looked at the immature face in front of him and asked.

"afraid!"

The young Northern Territory monk replied.

Because he could feel the approach of death, his body trembled slightly with fear.

"Me too."

The old monk did not hide his fear at all.

"But if I stay here, we can be a companion!"

"In this way, at least it's not that difficult."

The old monk stayed here with the young monk in the end.

A total of more than a dozen monks chose to stay.

A quarter of an hour after everyone left, more than a dozen terrifying explosions sounded one after another behind them.

Everyone didn't have time to wipe away the tears from their eyes, and continued to attract the large army of the Frostwolf Clan.

The wailing of the Frostwolf warriors is the elegy of these Northern Territory warriors.

The battle in the Northern Territory is still going on, and the blood is frozen into ice and snow, playing wild elegy one after another.

The three teams responsible for holding back the reinforcements in the wind and snow firmly fulfilled their responsibilities and the mission of guarding the Northern Territory with courage and sacrifice.