Ji Hao silently used his soul, and his spiritual consciousness was like water flooding the golden mountain, slowly sweeping through this small world dominated by the King of Beiming Jiao.

The sky was filled with frozen air, and the cold light contained the advantages of swords. Icebergs wandered in a mysterious trajectory. Occasionally, the icebergs hit each other, and a feminine cold thunder suddenly burst out.

Under Ji Hao's spiritual consciousness, some of the most basic mysteries of this small world like an ice hole were quietly revealed by him. Silver-blue runes quickly shuttled through the void, bringing countless silver-blue cold lights to wrap the void.

These runes are simple and have a simple shape. They are very different from all the runes that Ji Hao knows about. They are not human witch talismans, nor are they alien runes, nor are they the prehistoric laws of the heaven and earth, nor are they the demon talismans of the ancient demon clans, nor are they the divine patterns inherited from the ancient heavenly court.

Ji Hao silently remembered these silver-blue runes in his heart, waiting for the future to integrate them into his own Taiyin Avenue, which will definitely improve Ji Hao's Taiyin Way.

The cold voice of the King of Beiming Jiao suddenly sounded, which caused the response of the entire small world. Countless hexagonal snowflakes as big as palms were like sharp knives, falling from the sky, and swirling rapidly around Xiangliu and Xiangliu Xiaoba.

Countless snowflakes turned into a white tornado, wrapping Xiangliu and Xiangliu Xiaoba in the middle. The snowflakes kept colliding and ejecting each other, making a harsh sound of gold and iron collision, which shows how strong and sharp these snowflakes are.

"Xiangliu, stop talking nonsense!" Beiming Jiaowang said coldly: "My only blood descendant has fallen. You kill all your children and grandchildren, and become a lonely man like me, so we will be cleared."

Ji Hao's hair stood up all over his body and he was in a cold war with excitement.

Yemo Shayi also raised his eyebrows and sighed in surprise: "What a domineering manner! When our clan invaded this world, he had never fought with this dragon lord... What he saw today must be an extremely terrible enemy."

Ji Hao also praised softly: "I like this approach! Isn't it? Things in this world cannot escape fairness and justice. The descendants of Jiao Wang all fell because of Xiangliu Xiaoba's fault. Then all the descendants of Xiangliu should be buried with him. This is the most fair and fair."

The King of Beiming Dragon looked at Ji Hao again and nodded slowly. Ji Hao's words were deeply inspiring to him. He never bullied others with power, and what he asked for was only fairness, just justice.

Xiang Liu was so angry that his face was twisted, and his eyes almost jumped out. He stared at Ji Hao fiercely and shouted sternly: "It's simply... Yaohou Jihao, I must lead my troops to slaughter you Yaoshan City in the future. What you said today is to cause disaster for yourself!"

Ji Hao spread his hands and Manran said, "Xiang Liuhe, let's talk about the anger of the Dragon King first. If you are in the mood to have a fight with me in Yaoshan City in the future, I am extremely welcome!"

Xiang Liu's face twitched in waves. He finally turned to the King of Beiming Jiao and smiled bitterly: "King Jiao, no one wants him to happen to this kind of thing... This is just a misunderstanding. If you can change the conditions, I will follow it."

The King of Beiming Jiao squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Okay, your children will not die, you will commit suicide! Use your life to repay me, Xue Ling's life. If you die, I will not attack you Xiangliu clan."

Xiang Liu held his mouthful of old blood in his throat. He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood.

Either kill all his children or kill himself? Xiangliu can't choose either of the two choices given by King Jiao of Beiming. His thin and shriveled body shivering slightly, and the green light flashed in his ferocious triangle eyes, and he said sinisterly: "King Jiao said this, just don't give me face?"

The King of Beiming Jiao said gloomyly: "In front of me, do you have any face? You can't bear to part with your children and grandchildren, then my Xueling..."

After saying a while, the King of Beiming Dragon suddenly waved his hand in vain and said lightly: "I don't like to move my tongue, I just like to move my fists. Since I can't tell you, just die for me!"

"Kang Ang" roared with a dragon roar, and the head of the King of the North Sea Dragon roared, and countless ice swords condensed by cold air were born in the void, and countless heavy armored warriors condensed by cold air appeared through the air. Countless swords and soldiers, with the surging cold air, slashed towards Xiangliu and Xiangliu Xiaoba.

Especially the countless snowflakes that just wrapped around Xiangliu and Xiangliu Xiaoba, they all turned inward and slashed down with countless extremely thin cold lights.

Xiang Liu let out a roar, then shouted loudly: "King Jiao, if you did not go into seclusion and overcome the life disaster, I will naturally escape thousands of miles when I see you... But when you pass through the life disaster once every ten thousand years, you dare to use the incarnation of the soul to fight me. Today, I will have to be cruel."

A dizzy smell rolled and spread around. In the faint green air, Xiangliu showed the original Hydra with a body that was thousands of miles long!

Compared with Xiangliu Xiaoba, whose scales are smooth and full of vitality, Xiangliu's original shape is messy and dirty. Thick and sticky mucus attached to the colorful and mottled scales. A large amount of mucus is constantly secreted from his scales, spraying it around with a terrible odor and poison.

Especially Xiangliu's body was shriveled and old, just like an old zombie buried in a coffin and marinated among countless rotten corpses for hundreds of years. His whole body was filled with a decay, old, shrinking, and withered breath.

Ji Hao just looked at Xiangliu's body and felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had suddenly become hundreds of years old. Ji Hao's heart beat violently hundreds of times. The chaotic blood containing magical power in his body quickly washed away his whole body. It took him ten breaths to clean up this inexplicable aging aura.

All the ice swords shot towards Xiangliu, as well as the warriors transformed from cold air, turned into wisps of sticky juice when Xiangliu showed its body.

"Jiu King... your drop of essence and blood can create the Beiming Cold Dragon Clan. The strength of these Cold Dragon Clan is not weaker than that of the pure blood dragon clan!" Xiang Liu's nine snake heads opened and made a hoarse and ugly voice at the same time: "I have been thinking about it for tens of thousands of years. If I could swallow the essence and blood of your body, how far could I grow?"

After a few laughs, Xiang Liu said sinisterly: "But you are too strong, I am not your opponent, so I asked Xiao Ba to start from your precious daughter... It's a pity, it's such a pity. What a beautiful girl, she actually destroyed her body by someone. It's a waste!"

The King of Beiming Jiao looked at Xiangliu with a mysterious expression. He said gloomyly: "So that's it, haha... you just miscalculated something. Even if I am overcoming the life disaster, you are still no match for me!"
Chapter completed!