Chapter four hundred and sixty-three thousand years of hatred
Jiang Li had planned to leave them alive before, but as he had controlled his strength, his impact should not kill them.
What killed this barbarian was the cold energy in his body.
The female barbarian seemed to have a higher tolerance for cold air. Even the cold current rushing through her body did not kill her.
After a while, sparks started to rise 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, no one responded to his words.
Behind him, the girl who was lying motionless on the ground suddenly stood up, and a dagger made of blood appeared in her hand, stabbing Jiang Li straight into the heart.
The blood-ice dagger accurately pierced Jiang Li's back and shattered.
The girl took two steps back, got down on all fours, lowered her body, and stared at Jiang Li like a strong snow leopard.
But with Jiang's defense, even if he stood and let her stab him for a whole day, there was no way he could leave even a scratch on Jiang Li's body.
The difference in strength is too big.
"I saved your life in the snowstorm. Is it the tradition of the barbarians to seek revenge like this?"
"The power you have is very special. If you are willing to teach me, I might consider letting you go."
Jiang Li turned around and looked at the girl with his deep eyes.
A majestic momentum came out of his body and instantly pushed the girl Thalia to the ground.
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get up from the ground.
"Outsiders! Aliens! You invade and destroy our homeland, enslave and mutilate our compatriots!"
"Ice hunters never surrender!"
"Barbarians" is a foreign ethnic classification given to them by ordinary humans. No one would name themselves with such a derogatory term as barbarian.
And looking at her appearance, you can tell that the original Polar Fort persecuted these indigenous people on the ice sheet.
According to the records in the classics, the Icefield Barbarians were a large clan that could rival the Immortal Cultivating Dynasty.
Nowadays, it has been reduced to the point where only tens of millions of people are left.
It can be seen how many of them have been killed over the past thousands of years.
This is where the deep-seated hatred comes from.
The original body of this polar fortress was the Ice Plains Warriors, a cultivating force under the command of the "Polar Patron King".
The polar patron king was also one of the princes in the Immortal Cultivating Dynasty back then.
Later, when he led an army to fight against the ice barbarians, he was killed by an ice and snow storm from behind.
Since then, the Ice Warriors have held absolute power in the Land of Eternal Winter, and after the collapse of the dynasty, they established the Polar Fortress.
The history of the ice barbarians and their hatred has spread for thousands of years.
That's why they hate outsiders so much when they see them.
Jiang Li didn't have the confidence to use his "physical skills" and mouth escape to easily influence this iceberg girl.
He just calmed down his momentum and waved for her to follow.
The mushroom tree house rose to the ground, and Jiang Li walked outside. The snowstorm had stopped, and a gorgeous aurora hung in the dark night sky.
Thalia, the girl lying on the ground, got up with difficulty, thought for a while and followed Jiang Li out.
Here is the top of a snow mountain. The sky is completely dark now, and in the distance is the towering ice and snow fortress.
The fortress was brightly lit, and the firelight diffused a soft light through the ice wall, as if the entire polar fortress was glowing.
"You see, the original owner of that fortress oppressed and killed your compatriots."
"Now they're gone, so you've taken over the fortress. It makes sense, but it's also not smart."
"Show me, there are three hundred thousand of your countrymen living in that fortress."
"Because the comfortable environment allows you to live more concentrated lives than usual and relax the vigilance that should be flowing in your blood. You should know that it is very dangerous."
"Because from now on, you will encounter an enemy more terrifying than the Polar Bunker."
The moonlight above his head was shining, Jiang Li knelt down and raised his hand to pat the ice beneath him.
Immediately the ice surface shook, and a huge ghost-headed gate rose from Jiang Li's feet.
Fengdu City, the Gate of Hell!
The ghost door opened, and a beautiful and elegant female ghost in a black dress walked out. Then the butcher ghost king, the old woman ghost king, the beggar ghost king, the disease ghost king, and a total of thirteen ghost kings walked out of it.
The temperature on their bodies seemed to be even colder than the ice fields, and just looking at them would freeze their souls.
"Lord City Lord!"
Qin Shuman led the thirteen ghost kings, and after bowing deeply to Jiang Li at the gate of Ghost Head, he led a group of billowing black clouds towards an ice and snow fortress not far away.
Among the black clouds, countless black-armored ghost soldiers can be seen arrayed among them.
The formation of the Polar Fort had been completely destroyed in the battles of the past few days, and the barbarians who claimed to be ice hunters did not have the ability to repair it.
This also means that the current Polar Fortress is basically in a state of naked defense.
Thousands of ghost soldiers rolled in and poured into the fortress effortlessly.
The lights in the fortress were extinguished one by one, and the shouts of death only lasted for a moment before turning into shrill screams for mercy.
"Stop! Make them stop! Foreigners! The land of eternal winter will curse your killings!"
The ice hunter girl standing behind Jiang Li looked at everything in the distance, her whole body trembling.
She saw the strong men of the clan flying into the night sky, but soon fell to the ground entangled in black shadows.
The Yin Burial Ghost Soldier Legion, together with the thirteen ghost kings, is an almost unsolvable existence below the earthly immortals.
Those barbarians, who had only been happy for a few days, would become stiff and unable to move as soon as they were touched by those ghost soldiers.
A few barbarians at the level of god transformation are simply unable to withstand the powerful ghost king.
In the trembling pupils of the ice girl beside them, the tribe that originally thought they were powerful collapsed so fast in front of these ghosts that they didn't even have time to finish a cup of hot tea.
Of course, as a descendant of the Human Emperor, Jiang Li did not kill these barbarians.
Barbarians who can adapt to the cold environment have a tough life, and they may also be able to withstand the invasion of Yin Qi in the fantasy land of the underworld.
Soon, the ghost cloud and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers carried 300,000 Icefield tribesmen back to the Ghost Gate.
Then, a middle-aged man with thick hair all over his body was thrown in front of Jiang Li.
This guy is the great chief of the ice barbarians.
As long as he blows the horn, all the barbarians on the ice field will fight for him.
He was wearing little clothing and was said to have been preparing to consummate his marriage to his twenty-fifth wife when he was captured to celebrate their capture of an enemy fortress.
At this time, the chief had several ghost curses on his body, and his eyes were filled with fear.
According to icefield practice, the loser's population belongs to the winner, and the leader of the loser always ends up with his head cut off and stuck on a flagpole.
"Hello, my friend the chief. Actually, I am here to save you."
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