Chapter 214 Hanli, Live Chess

This is the cold dragon pool, the most northernmost mountain, the mysterious lake on the cold peak. All year round, dragons fly and roar, and the sky over the cold peak is full of clouds and fog. The looming cold dragons is a unique scene here, and it is also a field that many creatures dare not set foot on.

The reason why Huang Xiaoyao stepped on this mountain is that he feels that there is a very familiar atmosphere under this cold pool.

The cold pool was full of cold air. These cold air contained the breath of primitive real ice and showed his eyes. Through the clouds and fog, he suddenly saw nine white dragons below, each of which were hundreds of feet in size, swallowing cold clouds and fog. Seeing the arrival of the yellow demon, they roared one after another and flew up from the cold pool, and the nine pairs of eyes showed ferocious eyes.

"Oh! Don't you know that this is the territory of our Hanjiao family? Roar!"

The leading strange beast is extremely mysterious, and its breath is obviously much stronger than other foreign beasts. He is the head of the Hanjiao clan. This mountain is named after him.

The creatures living on this cold earth know the origin of the cold peak.

In ancient times, this land gave birth to countless strong men, all of which were foreign beasts practicing the road of ice. They fought here and ruled this cold land.

The Hanjiao clan can only be regarded as the weakest race. They are only the bottom characters here and are always swallowed up by other races, resulting in only nine members of the huge Hanjiao clan.

Just when the Hanjiao family was almost exterminated, a transparent dragon-shaped shadow fell from the sky and entered the most powerful Hanjiao. The Hanjiao suddenly seemed to have taken some magic medicine, killing all races with the powerful magic power of ice and devoured most of the creatures here.

This cold dragonfly claimed to be Hanli and ruled the land. Since then, this ice peak has been known as Hanli Peak.

Now the remaining creatures know that this peak is a forbidden area, because no one wants to be frozen by the powerful ice magic power.

However, Huang Xiaoyao ignored these cold dragonflies' words and looked at the most powerful cold dragonfly in the middle.

Roar! The nine dragons were angry and bit the yellow demon one after another.

The most powerful cold dragonfly spewed out a strong frozen breath, forming a cold dragon and went straight to the yellow demon. The breath of the ice dragon was extremely powerful. Wherever it passed, the space could freeze and there was a static space.

"It's really the original real ice, and it's really your ice dragon!"

Huang Xiaoyao said, without any magic power, but just stood still and let the ice dragon hit him.

Boom! In an instant, a lifelike ice sculpture appeared, but the yellow demon was frozen.

"Roar! Do you know the original ice? Do you know me? Who are you?" The leading ice dragon was puzzled.

He is really puzzled. He doesn't know how many years he has lived. Every time he used the original real ice, no creature could recognize it. He thought it was the power of the Hanjiao family.

This is also his biggest secret.

In ancient times, he was the patriarch of the Hanjiao clan. The Hanjiao clan was very ordinary. At that time, he was desperate and ready to destroy the clan.

However, after the dragon shadow integrated into his soul, he got a powerful force. It was this force that made him the strongest here, avenged the clan, and made the Hanjiao clan the strongest race on this land.

Later, he understood this power and got the cultivation method of this road, which is called primitive real ice.

The dragon shadow also made his soul an immortal soul. At this time of the earth, he practiced the primitive real ice road, made rapid progress, and soon built a strong man in the realm of Taoist ancestors.

But he also knows that there are many strong people in the flood and famine. They did not enter the land of the flood and famine, but just lived in seclusion here, because he knew that his road would definitely be coveted by the strong, so he wanted to be strong enough to enter the flood and famine to compete for hegemony.

However, today, this mysterious creature speaks the way of his cultivation.

Huang Xiaoyao realized this primitive real ice and suddenly wondered. He found that this primitive real ice was not as powerful as the primitive real ice used by the chaotic ice dragon he met in ancient times.

It's like the difference between acquired and congenital.

The power of the blood veins, the muscle hair trembled, and suddenly broke the ice of the original real ice. With a roar, the original real ice turned into shattered and water vapor in an instant.

"Are you not the chaotic ice dragon?"

With the magic-breaking eyes, he suddenly saw through the cultivation of this ice dragon, but he first became the realm of Taoist ancestors and understood the original real ice road, and the primitive real ice was not so pure.

"So that's it. Your cold dragonfly also has the opportunity to get the immortal spirit of the chaotic ice dragon. Unfortunately, you didn't get his memory or his sense of the road. Unexpectedly, the self-explosion of the ice dragon was left with immortal fragments!" Huang Xiaoyao sighed.

At this moment, Huang Xiaoyao moved and looked at the cold dragonfly with shining eyes.

"Do you dare to ask the senior's Taoist number? Where is Xianxiang?" The coldly said solemnly, with a sense of respect for the strong and the disregard of Huang Xiaoyao, there was no dissatisfaction.

He knows the power of the magic power of primitive real ice. In the past, every time he used primitive ice, he could freeze a large number of creatures, but now it has no effect on this mysterious strongman.

This cold dragonfly has experienced the crisis of almost extermination, and has also learned to be modest. He has never been blindly arrogant, otherwise he would not have lived in seclusion here all the time.

Han Jiao's attitude also made Huang Xiaoyao very satisfied, because he had been in the Honghuang for so long and had never met such an interesting creature. Other creatures were either ferocious and belligerent, or just wanted to devour other creatures or fight blindly.

Huang Xiaoyao didn't say anything, because he didn't need to talk nonsense, but directly used his free will.

Boom!

A powerful momentum went straight to the sky and flashed away, but it made all the creatures, including the most powerful cold dragonfly, but the cold dragonfly's body flowed through a primitive real ice, and the original fear unfolded, and the yellow demon became more and more respectful.

"If you have anything to do, please tell me. Although there are only nine people in my Hanjiao family, we are among the best in this land!" Cold road.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Huang Xiaoyao went straight to the point. In fact, he has a better way to control this cold dragonfly, but if he can be accepted as an apprentice, it is also a good choice.

For example, Xuanwu also has better ways to take it for his own use, such as combining immortal puppets with the road of enslavement, which can better control him, and there will be no change.

However, with the improvement of Huang Xiaoyao's cultivation, his vision is also improving. He is no longer the one who shines his eyes when he sees the soul.

Today, the opening up of the world is far away. His cultivation can be said to have reached the peak of the current flood and famine, and further, he is a saint.

But he is very self-aknowledgeable. It's really impossible for him to become a saint of the flood.

Holy requires the soul to rely on the void. Every wisp of his breath and every hair cannot be integrated into the flood. Without a trace of flood and famine, how can the soul rely on the void?

Moreover, he doesn't want to be sanctified. He doesn't want to be a slave of heaven, and he doesn't want to be the spokesperson of heaven.

The most important thing is that as all the magical power returns to form chaotic beads, all his women have entered the chaotic beads to sleep and nurture them.

He is already alone and is about to endure countless years of loneliness.

For countless years, he has to practice in this flood and famine world and live in this flood and famine world. If he is still alone as before, wouldn't he be more lonely?

The master is lonely, and the most powerful person usually has a way to die - die lonely. He doesn't want to be the lonely person.

Therefore, now he has a plan to form his own power and form his own power before Hongjun is sanctified and the complete rules of heaven have appeared.

In the past, the reason why he did not form his own power was that he did not want to have any cause and effect with the flood and famine, and did not want to compete for the luck of the flood and famine.

However, it is different from the past, because the saint is about to be born, which is a ladder that he can't step on.

The birth of a saint means that he has become an ant, which makes him feel very insecure and has no sense of security.

Therefore, if he wants to take advantage of the nirvana of heaven and the saint before he comes out, he will set up a big chess game, a big chess game that is enough to compete with the saint, a big chess game that is enough to threaten Hongjun and make Hongjun helpless to him.

He doesn't know whether this big chess can be arranged successfully, but he should work hard to create his own opportunities instead of waiting for opportunities, because this world will not give him any opportunities.

Xuanwu is the first chess piece he made, and then this Han Jiao is the second chess piece.

The best chess piece is not the "dead chess" completely controlled in his hand, not the kind of "dead chess" with only one thought. If there is only one thought, the chessboard can only run according to a fixed routine.

Powerful chess players know that dead chess always has a way to crack. As long as a more powerful chess player puts in a chess piece, he can cut off all your paths and will definitely lose.

Therefore, Huang Xiaoyao needs to play a game of "living chess", a game of ever-changing chess with countless paths.

Dead chess has no life, and live chess can only live if it changes.

Therefore, he chose to accept disciples instead of using magic power to control these creatures.

He wants these creatures to have their own unique fate. At that time, the chessboard he laid can form a crisscrossing torrent of fate.

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As soon as Huang Xiaoyao's words fell, the other eight cold dragons suddenly roared angrily. Is the creature in front of him crazy? How dare they ask their most respected patriarch to worship him as his teacher?

Out of the surprise of those cold dragons, the most powerful dragon actually crawled down and made the most solemn ceremony to worship the teacher and said, "Han Li pays homage to the master!"

"Roar! The patriarch..." The eight cold dragons behind roared incredulously.

"Kneel down!" Han Li roared.

Han Li's idea is very simple. The strong man in front of him can easily deal with him, but chooses to take him as an apprentice, which must be his creation.

Wait the strong man to peel his skin and cramp him before agreeing? Why don't you hurry up?

I have to say that this coldness does have the courage of a family.