The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 460: Flies Frozen to Death Is Not Surprising

The cold current is like a surging wave and the blizzard is like an avalanche.

The six-petaled ice flowers that reached the sky and the earth swept across, and the lush green tropical seascape instantly turned into northern scenery, covered in silver and extremely enchanting.

The magnificent villa courtyards and lush gardens of flowers and trees are gone.

The cold wind blew up layers of frost and fog, as if there was only a vast expanse of desolate space between heaven and earth. The crowd that had hurriedly gathered here just now no longer left any trace of their existence.

Letting go of the constraints and self-limitations in his subconscious mind, the young practitioner finally revealed the great power that comes from the combination of this world's top extraordinary inheritance and treasures.

With one strike, thousands of troops are destroyed!

Not only that, but thousands of sharp and crystal icicles transformed into frosty swords that shot through the air, piercing deeply into the ground and killing into the hidden corridors of those buildings.

Amidst the heavy rumbling sounds, the criss-crossing deep gaps, like the texture of a turtle's back, were soon covered with white dust.

And when these movements were transmitted to the battlefield below, they immediately materialized into a catastrophic disaster!
"puff!"

The frozen guests covered the ground, twisting their limbs comically like puppets. The golden high heels rose and fell, stepping on them, leaving behind a trail of scarlet blood.

Ignoring the wounded man's groans, the woman swung her long legs, and the scorching heat spun like a knife, tearing away the cold air blocking her way, and she ran towards the door of the safe house like a gust of wind.

Power does not choose the class of its owner. Those with sufficient status can access relevant resources. Among these top dignitaries, there are also one or two who have embarked on the path to transcendence.

At the critical moment of life and death, this confidence undoubtedly gave her a greater chance of survival.

The mithril gate with numerous mechanisms stood in the darkness, emitting an emerald green light.

The woman leaped up and stretched out her hand to push towards the escape route in front of her, but the next moment, a smile of relief remained on her face.

A thin white thread protruded from between the red lips. Many dense icicles absorbed the moisture in the human body and pierced the surface of the body, turning it into a weird ice sculpture like a hedgehog.

On the ground, the faint shouting and screaming lasted only for a few seconds before dying down, symbolizing that the balance of the fierce battle had undoubtedly tilted to one side.

"Whoosh!" The flying dirt, sand and stones were thrown into the sky like a fountain.

Just when the battle seemed to be decided, several panicked shadows penetrated the ground and fled rapidly in one direction in tacit understanding.

Watching them go away, Zhu Mingyao unexpectedly did not stop them, but just gave them a deep look.

Eat your food bite by bite and fight your battles one by one.

The Paradise Spirit House can simulate the six realms of reincarnation to control the souls of the dead. The Sanyuan Palace that was re-refined based on this certainly has similar magical uses.

He had already extracted enough information from the dead man he had just captured. The real bosses behind the island were still hiding in other places. If someone was willing to lead the way, that would be what he wanted!

Urging the Yaksha ghost general to intercept the remaining remnants and clean up the battlefield, Zhu Mingyao rose three inches off the ground, took a light step, and crossed a distance of nearly a thousand meters, appearing in front of a broken wall.

Even though a very advanced space array was set up on the island, hiding a considerable area, it was no different from transparent glass in front of a strong man of his level.

After taking a glance indifferently, Zhu Mingyao stretched out his hand and pointed, and the [Spleen God Is Always There] Dharma image holding the yellow jade tiger scepter flashed, and the Wu Earth True Qi circulated. The foundation of the ruins cracked, and the remaining defensive spells shattered one after another, emitting brilliant elemental sparks.

Just as his body was about to enter, he suddenly became dazed for a moment, as if he had an urge to be in a daze.

After exhausting the cold power, the dark clouds in the sky still faithfully separated the inside and outside, but finally generously let in a ray of moonlight to show its tolerance. The clear light was reflected on the ruins covered with frost, reflecting a faint silver glow.

At this moment, the faint light changed quietly.

Zhu Mingyao suddenly raised his eyes, and a clear and auspicious light floated from his fingertips, unfolding into a small copper bell with a colorful verdigris color.

The ancient little bell vibrated suddenly, and turned into a clear and penetrating sound wave, like harsh but honest advice, bitter but effective medicine, shaking the mind and inspiring deep thought.

This is what is called a long-lasting alarm bell!
As the warning sound lingered, a crisp sound was heard, as if an illusory mirror was shattered. The fog in Zhu Mingyao's heart suddenly dissipated, and his obscured spiritual perception quickly returned to clarity.

"What a good trick. It can make me fall for it. It seems that we should not underestimate the potential of a desperate dog..."

Before he could even move while taunting, he saw shadows appearing all around him, and there were more than one enemy!
The hot, fishy wind blew in my face, making my mouth dry. A tall lizardman with dark red scales like flowing magma took the lead, and his spindle-shaped mouth suddenly opened:
"Salamander!"

Thin red filaments quietly overflowed from the dense and sharp teeth of the triangle, gathering into a torrent of blazing flames that rushed towards him violently.

The scorching flame column swept across fiercely, radiating astonishing heat. The frost and snow along the way melted instantly, and large clouds of water vapor rose up, just like a sauna.

And with this cover, under the dazzling attack, there are wisps of hidden black phosphorescence around, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, following the blind spots of vision and wrapping around the ground!

With the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Mingyao sneering disdainfully. The five fingers of his left hand were slightly concave, and suddenly a ball of bright red light as big as a bowl shot out like an arrow, pushing against the flame column and going upstream into the huge mouth. With a loud bang, only broken scales and flesh were left on the spot. Even the third brother of Tianzhu, who was not afraid of anything, had no way to start with it.

With a slight flip of his right hand, a black talisman about a foot long jumped out, spun half a circle in the air, and instantly absorbed all the incoming black gas and phosphorescence like a whale sucking water. After that, after several changes and twists, it turned into a short and thick strange snake about three or four meters long, which flew into the enemy group swiftly and started biting.

Bing Fire Flying Thunder Curse! Ghost Spirit Swallowing Ghost Great Seal!

Use masculinity to defeat masculinity, and use evil to defeat evil!
After crushing the enemy's last stand with great force, Zhu Mingyao walked into the underground tunnel as if no one was around.

In the rainforest surrounded by streams, a soft couch made of banana leaves...

Hanging crosses and holy images, it is decorated as a sacred and solemn prayer room...

A Roman-style hot spring built with fine white stones...

On both sides, there are spacious suites with different layouts. Through the open doors, one can see many unsightly utensils and thin underwear scattered on the floor. Their purpose is obvious.

The footsteps of the man wrapped in a frosty robe suddenly stopped. Zhu Mingyao took a step back expressionlessly, his eyes drifting to the side.

I saw a spacious hall with simple desks and benches arranged neatly, and even a few quadratic equations written on the blackboard in childish pink and white strokes.

If it weren't for the wet stain on the podium and the two small but torn white cotton socks in the corner, reminding people of the dirty nature of this place, this place would not look like a den of filth, but rather a classroom filled with an academic atmosphere.

Witnessing that absurd and disgusting scene, even Zhu Mingyao, who had been killing one person every 10 steps and leaving no trace in his path, could no longer hold back his murderous mood. Thousands of words could only be expressed in one sigh:
"What a fucking fun!"

With such emotion, he kicked out, breaking the solid dark wall, and grinned at the slightly trembling figures.

“I have a suggestion—

This is such a creative way to play, how about you switch roles and experience it for yourself?"

(End of this chapter)