Chapter 611 (1/2)

When Jiang Hao recovered, he took a deep breath and then rose slowly with a trace of indifference in his eyes.

He has already subdued mang Jiao, so he is meaningless on the first floor.

”Come on, let's go to the second floor now.” Jiang Hao looked at Feng Yaoyao and others and said slowly.

They all nodded and followed Jiang Hao to the second floor passage.

When boa Jiao came to the second floor of the passage, he couldn't help looking back at the fierce beasts who saw him leave.

These fierce beasts are under its command, and many of them have followed it for countless years. Now that it wants to leave, naturally, it still has some reluctance.

”Say goodbye to them.” Jiang Hao looked at some Python Jiao who didn't give up. His face was indifferent.

Mangjiao has lived here for countless years and has a strong sense of belonging here, but it is very clear that even if it does not give up, it has to leave here.

Once upon a time, it was the king here and respected by all the fierce beasts. Now, it is Jiang Hao's controlling beast, and he marches with him in all directions.

”All of you will step down from the king!” The boa Jiao looks at these fierce beasts, and then makes a roar.

All of a sudden, the hundreds of fierce beasts all stepped back, their bodies trembled and fell on the ground.

They are sending off boa Jiaos and their once king!

Jiang Hao and others directly entered the passage to the second floor under the sight of these fierce beasts.

Jiang Hao and others have just entered the second floor, and a sense of extreme cold swept over them. All of them couldn't help but shiver, with a trace of shock in their eyes.

Nobody thought that the temperature here was so low.

”Senior brother, the temperature here is so low.” A Li looks at Jiang Hao and takes a deep breath, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

She is the body of gods and demons. Even she feels cold, let alone ordinary people like Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao.

Jiang Hao took a deep breath. The cold was so harsh that he felt the blood flow in his body was much slower.

”Do you have any discomfort?” Jiang Hao looked at Ye Ling and others, took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

”Young master, the temperature here is so low.” Feng Yaoyao shivered and looked at Jiang Hao.

Not only Feng Yaoyao, but even Ye Ling and Xie Yu all shivered, and their eyes showed a trace of gloom.

”Xuanli, resist these chills.” Jiang Hao summoned the blue turtle directly, and his voice was low.

If they do not resist the cold, Feng Yaoyao's blood will coagulate sooner or later, and then die.

Zhanlan xuangui nodded, and his heart was somewhat indifferent, and he didn't say anything.

Although he has to resist the cold, he will have to resist the cold.