Jiang Li had planned to stay alive before, but with his power under control, his shock should not kill them.

It was the cold in his body that killed this barbarian.

And that female barbarian seems to have a higher tolerance for cold air, even the cold current roaming around her body did not kill her.

After a while, sparks floated from the bonfire.

"Now that you're awake, get up."

Jiang Li, who was studying the corpse of the dead barbarian, suddenly said something.

One breath, two breaths, and no one answered his words.

Behind him, the girl who was lying motionless on the ground suddenly burst out, and a dagger made of blood coagulated in her hand pierced Jiang Li's heart.

The blood ice dagger precisely smashed into Jiang Li's back.

The girl took two steps back, landed on all fours and lowered her body, like a vigorous snow leopard, staring at Jiang Li.

But with Jiang's defense, even if she stood and stabbed her for a day, she would never leave even a single scratch on Jiang Li's body.

The difference in strength is too great.

"I saved your life under a blizzard. Is it a barbarian tradition to take revenge like this?"

"The power you hold is very special. If you are willing to teach me, I may consider letting you go."

Jiang Li turned around and looked at the girl with deep eyes.

A majestic aura emerged from the body, and instantly pushed the girl Talia to the ground.

No matter how she gritted her teeth and struggled, she couldn't get up from the ground.

"Outsiders! Aliens! You invade and destroy our homeland, and enslave and maim our compatriots!"

"Icefield hunters never give in!"

"Barbarian" is an alien category that ordinary humans give them, and no one will use barbarism, a derogatory term to name themselves.

And looking at her appearance, you can see that the original polar castle has persecuted this group of indigenous people on the ice field.

According to the records of the classics, the barbarians of the icefield were the great clan who were once enough to compete with the Xiuxian Dynasty.

Today, it has fallen to the point where there are only tens of millions left in the population.

It can be seen how much they have been killed over the thousands of years.

This is where the bitter hatred comes from.

And the original body of this polar fort is a cultivator unit under the command of the "Pole Backer King", the Icefield Kishi.

That polar backing king was also one of the princes in the Xiu Xian Dynasty.

Later, when he led the army against the barbarians in the ice field, he was killed by the ice and snow storm from behind.

Since then, Icefield Kishi has mastered absolute power in the land of eternal winter, and after the collapse of the dynasty, he established a polar castle.

Icefield barbarians and their hatreds have spread for thousands of years.

That's why they hated the outsider as soon as they saw it.

Jiang Li was also not confident, using his "physical skills" and mouth escape, to easily influence this iceberg girl.

But after putting away his momentum, he beckoned her to follow.

The mushroom tree house rose to the ground, Jiang Li walked outside, the snowstorm had stopped, and a gorgeous aurora hung in the dark night sky.

The girl Talia, who was lying on the ground, got up with difficulty, and after thinking about it, she followed Jiang Li out.

Here is the top of a snow-capped mountain. At this time, the sky is completely dark, and in the distance is the towering ice and snow fortress.

The fort is brightly lit, and the fire diffuses a soft glow through the ice wall, as if the entire polar fort is glowing.

"Look, the original owner of that fortress oppressed and murdered your compatriots."

"Now they're gone, so you've taken the fort. That makes sense, but it's also very unwise."

"Let me see, there are 300,000 of your compatriots living in that fortress."

"Because the comfortable environment has made your life more focused than usual, and it has loosened the vigilance that should have flowed in your blood. You should know that it is dangerous."

"Because from now on, you will encounter a more terrifying enemy than the polar castle."

The moonlight above his head fell, and Jiang Li crouched down and raised his hand to pat the ice below him.

Immediately, the ice surface shook, and a huge ghost-head gate rose from under Jiang Li's feet.

Fengdu City, the gate of hell!

The ghost door was opened, and a beautiful and elegant female ghost in a black dress walked out from inside, and then the butcher ghost king, the old woman ghost king, the beggar ghost king, the plague ghost king, and thirteen ghost kings walked out.

The temperature on them seems to be even colder than the ice field, and it will freeze the soul just by looking at them.

"Lord City Lord!"

Qin Shuman took thirteen ghost kings, bowed deeply to Jiang Li on the gate of the ghost head, and then brought a cloud of rolling black clouds to a snow fortress not far away.

In the dark cloud, you can see countless black armored ghost soldiers lined up in it.

The Great Array of the Polar Fort had already been completely destroyed in the battle a few days ago, and the barbarians who called themselves the Icefield Hunters did not have the ability to repair them.

This also means that the current polar castle is basically in a state of naked defense.

Thousands of ghost soldiers rolled in and poured into the fortress effortlessly.

The lights in the fort went out one by one, and the screams of killing only lasted for a moment before turning into shrill screams for mercy.

"Stop! Make them stop! Aliens! The Land of Winter will curse your killing!"

The icefield hunter girl standing behind Jiang Li was trembling as she looked at everything in the distance.

She saw the strong people in the clan fly into the night sky, but soon fell to the ground under the entanglement of black shadows.

The corps of buried ghost soldiers, plus the thirteen ghost kings, are almost incomprehensible existences below the earth immortals.

Those barbarians who had only been happy for a few days, as long as they were touched by those ghost soldiers, they would be stiff and unable to move.

A few barbarians at the level of gods can't stand the powerful ghost kings at all.

In the trembling pupils of the girl from the icefield next to them, the tribe that thought they were powerful, collapsed so fast in front of these ghosts that it was too late for people to finish a cup of hot tea.

Of course, as a descendant of the emperor, Jiang Li did not kill these barbarians.

The barbarians who can adapt to the cold environment have tough lives, and they may also be able to withstand the invasion of Yin Qi in the Underworld.

Soon the group of tens of thousands of ghost soldiers wrapped around 300,000 Ice Plains people and returned to the gate of the ghost gate.

Then, a middle-aged man with thick hair was thrown in front of Jiang Li.

This guy is the Warchief of the Icefield Barbarians.

As long as he blows his horn, barbarians all over the icefield will fight for him.

He was wearing no clothes and was said to be preparing to marry his twenty-fifth wife when he was caught to celebrate their capture of the enemy's fort.

At this time, the chieftain was inflicted with several ghost spells, and his eyes were full of horror.

According to the practice of the ice field, the loser's population belongs to the victory, and the leader of the loser has always been beheaded and planted on the flagpole.

"Hello, my chief friend. Actually, I'm here to save you."

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