There was no sign or sound before the footsteps appeared. When the footsteps appeared, the person was already standing at the door. This man was standing there so he couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight. He could only roughly tell that he was not tall and he was carrying many heads in his hands.
An Zheng's mind couldn't help but think of what Emperor Zhuo Qing said... Fang Zhiji was of the same blood as him, and only his heart blood could save Fang Zhiji. He warned An Zheng more than once that he must release his heart blood when he finds his confidant.
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
But the flying dragon claws are too powerful, and these white-haired monsters cannot attack them no matter what.
Ma Jue strode up to the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing similar to a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice sculpture sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admired in his heart that this statue was really ingenious and looked just like a real person.
An Zheng punched the Frozen Throne hard, and the huge throne immediately fell into pieces. The force of the fist penetrated the throne directly, and the place where it was hit shattered even more completely. The fist punch first penetrated like a cannonball, and then the throne exploded violently. Broken ice cubes flew everywhere, and something like a purple bead flew out of the throne and quickly rushed to the top of the hall.
"Old General Huang?!"
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
"who is it!"
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
boom!
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
"No!"
Ma Jue strode up to the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing similar to a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice sculpture sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admired in his heart that this statue was really ingenious and looked just like a real person.
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a powerful sealing weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the hall from the inside would make it easier for the monsters outside to rush in. They had flying dragon claws before but didn't use them, so they were waiting for this moment.
puff!
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
There was no sign or sound before the footsteps appeared. When the footsteps appeared, the person was already standing at the door. This man was standing there so he couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight. He could only roughly tell that he was not tall and he was carrying many heads in his hands.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
"Old General Huang?!"
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
There was no sign or sound before the footsteps appeared. When the footsteps appeared, the person was already standing at the door. This man was standing there so he couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight. He could only roughly tell that he was not tall and he was carrying many heads in his hands.
An Zheng said coldly, activated the predatory ability of the blood bead bracelet, sucked back the heart blood, and then sprinkled it all on Fang Zhiji. The blood was like boiling water splashed on the snow, and the ice outside Zhiji's body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
"Old general, how are you?"
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
"Old general, how are you?"
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
That is Emperor Zhuo Qing.
"I knew you wouldn't give up that easily."
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
Ma Jue shrugged his shoulders: "How can you kill me? Just you? Can this weak and weak soul kill me now? Come on, come on, I will stand here waiting for you to kill me. I want to See if you have that ability.”
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
"Old general, how are you?"
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
"Did you find something?"
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
That is Emperor Zhuo Qing.
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
Huang Ao smiled strangely: "Don't worry, look for it slowly and carefully."
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
An Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's compete to see who can last longer."
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is exhausted, exhausted, and injured so seriously, every expression may be out of control, so maybe even Huang Ao himself doesn't know about that weird smile.
"No!"
With a bang, the horizontal rope contracted and then flicked the two monster beasts away. More white-haired monsters rushed towards this side, and the room seemed to be shaking with their roars.
With a bang, the horizontal rope contracted and then flicked the two monster beasts away. More white-haired monsters rushed towards this side, and the room seemed to be shaking with their roars.
Ma Jue turned around to enter the hall, but Huang Ao grabbed his arm. Ma Jue turned around and asked in surprise: "Does the old general have anything else to explain?"
Huang Ao smiled strangely: "Don't worry, look for it slowly and carefully."
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
"Where exactly?"
Ma Jue shrugged his shoulders: "How can you kill me? Just you? Can this weak and weak soul kill me now? Come on, come on, I will stand here waiting for you to kill me. I want to See if you have that ability.”
Huang Ao smiled strangely: "Don't worry, look for it slowly and carefully."
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is exhausted, exhausted, and injured so seriously, every expression may be out of control, so maybe even Huang Ao himself doesn't know about that weird smile.
But the flying dragon claws are too powerful, and these white-haired monsters cannot attack them no matter what.
Ma Jue shouted, and the three practitioners immediately lit the fuse of the small cannon. Four or five white-haired monsters rushed to the door, and the cannon sprayed out a ball of purple flames. The circular purple light shot out with tail flames, and exploded the four or five white-haired monsters into pieces with a bang. . Half of the body flew up into the air, spun around and fell down, hitting the herd of white-haired monsters behind.
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
"fire!"
With a bang, the horizontal rope contracted and then flicked the two monster beasts away. More white-haired monsters rushed towards this side, and the room seemed to be shaking with their roars.
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
Ma Jue shouted, and the three practitioners immediately lit the fuse of the small cannon. Four or five white-haired monsters rushed to the door, and the cannon sprayed out a ball of purple flames. The circular purple light shot out with tail flames, and exploded the four or five white-haired monsters into pieces with a bang. . Half of the body flew up into the air, spun around and fell down, hitting the herd of white-haired monsters behind.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
Ma Jue turned around to enter the hall, but Huang Ao grabbed his arm. Ma Jue turned around and asked in surprise: "Does the old general have anything else to explain?"
"who is it!"
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
The three flying assassins threw out the flying dragon claws, and a moment later the rope stretched out and flew around the hall from the inside. The three flying dragon claws circled back and clasped together. With a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
"Divide three people into sealing the entrance to the hall. Anyone who comes in, whether it's a person or something else, will be killed without mercy!"
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
An Zheng looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's increasingly faint shadow and said with a sneer: "It seems that you really have very conflicting feelings about your best friend. You wanted to kill him, but after killing him you regretted that you shouldn't have done that. . So you left some room to seal part of Fang Zhiji's soul in the Frozen Throne. This throne is the Frozen Spirit Stone, so you put a dead person on the seat at all times. Your subordinates think you care about friendship, and maybe you are moved by yourself, but in fact, you are still doing it for yourself. "
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced through Ma Jue's chest with a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow pierced from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times. Ma Jue's knees softened and he slowly knelt down.
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
"fire!"
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is exhausted, exhausted, and injured so seriously, every expression may be out of control, so maybe even Huang Ao himself doesn't know about that weird smile.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
The three practitioners quickly ran to the door of the hall. Although their hearts were still full of fear, after entering the hall, the task was about to be completed. There was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the Frozen Spiritual Stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible. They didn't want to stay there for a second longer.
boom!
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a powerful sealing weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the hall from the inside would make it easier for the monsters outside to rush in. They had flying dragon claws before but didn't use them, so they were waiting for this moment.
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
"who is it!"
An Zheng punched the Frozen Throne hard, and the huge throne immediately fell into pieces. The force of the fist penetrated the throne directly, and the place where it was hit shattered even more completely. The fist punch first penetrated like a cannonball, and then the throne exploded violently. Broken ice cubes flew everywhere, and something like a purple bead flew out of the throne and quickly rushed to the top of the hall.
There was no sign or sound before the footsteps appeared. When the footsteps appeared, the person was already standing at the door. This man was standing there so he couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight. He could only roughly tell that he was not tall and he was carrying many heads in his hands.
"No!"
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
"fire!"
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
The three flying assassins threw out the flying dragon claws, and a moment later the rope stretched out and flew around the hall from the inside. The three flying dragon claws circled back and clasped together. With a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.
An Zheng looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's increasingly faint shadow and said with a sneer: "It seems that you really have very conflicting feelings about your best friend. You wanted to kill him, but after killing him you regretted that you shouldn't have done that. . So you left some room to seal part of Fang Zhiji's soul in the Frozen Throne. This throne is the Frozen Spirit Stone, so you put a dead person on the seat at all times. Your subordinates think you care about friendship, and maybe you are moved by yourself, but in fact, you are still doing it for yourself. "
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
That is Emperor Zhuo Qing.
he asked, a gush of blood coming from his throat.
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a powerful sealing weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the hall from the inside would make it easier for the monsters outside to rush in. They had flying dragon claws before but didn't use them, so they were waiting for this moment.
With a bang, the horizontal rope contracted and then flicked the two monster beasts away. More white-haired monsters rushed towards this side, and the room seemed to be shaking with their roars.
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
"Did you find something?"
With a bang, the horizontal rope contracted and then flicked the two monster beasts away. More white-haired monsters rushed towards this side, and the room seemed to be shaking with their roars.
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
"Old General Huang?!"
Ma Jue strode up to the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing similar to a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice sculpture sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admired in his heart that this statue was really ingenious and looked just like a real person.
"Why... why?"
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
Ma Jue shouted, and the three practitioners immediately lit the fuse of the small cannon. Four or five white-haired monsters rushed to the door, and the cannon sprayed out a ball of purple flames. The circular purple light shot out with tail flames, and exploded the four or five white-haired monsters into pieces with a bang. . Half of the body flew up into the air, spun around and fell down, hitting the herd of white-haired monsters behind.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
An Zheng's mind couldn't help but think of what Emperor Zhuo Qing said... Fang Zhiji was of the same blood as him, and only his heart blood could save Fang Zhiji. He warned An Zheng more than once that he must release his heart blood when he finds his confidant.
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
"Where exactly?"
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
"Old General Huang?!"
"Where exactly?"
The three practitioners quickly ran to the door of the hall. Although their hearts were still full of fear, after entering the hall, the task was about to be completed. There was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the Frozen Spiritual Stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible. They didn't want to stay there for a second longer.
Ma Jue walked back and forth around the throne but found nothing. The temperature in the hall was so low, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. At this moment, there were bursts of roaring sounds outside, and two white-haired monsters rushed out of the darkness and hit the horizontal rope at the door. There is no door in the main hall. The door is very large. Two monsters rushed over like heavy tanks and slammed into the horizontal rope.
Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul shouted sternly in mid-air: "Do you think you will win? If you can't get out, no one can get out. Everyone who comes here will be buried with me. I can't be reborn. , just stay with me."
"Why... why?"
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
With a bang, the horizontal rope contracted and then flicked the two monster beasts away. More white-haired monsters rushed towards this side, and the room seemed to be shaking with their roars.
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
Ma Jue shrugged his shoulders: "How can you kill me? Just you? Can this weak and weak soul kill me now? Come on, come on, I will stand here waiting for you to kill me. I want to See if you have that ability.”
Ma Jue walked back and forth around the throne but found nothing. The temperature in the hall was so low, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. At this moment, there were bursts of roaring sounds outside, and two white-haired monsters rushed out of the darkness and hit the horizontal rope at the door. There is no door in the main hall. The door is very large. Two monsters rushed over like heavy tanks and slammed into the horizontal rope.
"fire!"
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
Ma Jue shouted, and the three practitioners immediately lit the fuse of the small cannon. Four or five white-haired monsters rushed to the door, and the cannon sprayed out a ball of purple flames. The circular purple light shot out with tail flames, and exploded the four or five white-haired monsters into pieces with a bang. . Half of the body flew up into the air, spun around and fell down, hitting the herd of white-haired monsters behind.
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
An Zheng took a look outside and saw that behind the group of white-haired monster beasts, the main beast was squatting there and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It made a deep sound in its throat, and with the sound, the white-haired monsters began to attack the windows of the hall. I just don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it will fall down at any time.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
But the flying dragon claws are too powerful, and these white-haired monsters cannot attack them no matter what.
"Why... why?"
An Zheng took a look outside and saw that behind the group of white-haired monster beasts, the main beast was squatting there and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It made a deep sound in its throat, and with the sound, the white-haired monsters began to attack the windows of the hall. I just don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it will fall down at any time.
But the flying dragon claws are too powerful, and these white-haired monsters cannot attack them no matter what.
An Zheng punched the Frozen Throne hard, and the huge throne immediately fell into pieces. The force of the fist penetrated the throne directly, and the place where it was hit shattered even more completely. The fist punch first penetrated like a cannonball, and then the throne exploded violently. Broken ice cubes flew everywhere, and something like a purple bead flew out of the throne and quickly rushed to the top of the hall.
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
The three practitioners quickly ran to the door of the hall. Although their hearts were still full of fear, after entering the hall, the task was about to be completed. There was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the Frozen Spiritual Stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible. They didn't want to stay there for a second longer.
Ma Jue shouted, and the three practitioners immediately lit the fuse of the small cannon. Four or five white-haired monsters rushed to the door, and the cannon sprayed out a ball of purple flames. The circular purple light shot out with tail flames, and exploded the four or five white-haired monsters into pieces with a bang. . Half of the body flew up into the air, spun around and fell down, hitting the herd of white-haired monsters behind.
That is Emperor Zhuo Qing.
"I knew you wouldn't give up that easily."
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
"Old General Huang?!"
An Zheng's mind couldn't help but think of what Emperor Zhuo Qing said... Fang Zhiji was of the same blood as him, and only his heart blood could save Fang Zhiji. He warned An Zheng more than once that he must release his heart blood when he finds his confidant.
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a powerful sealing weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the hall from the inside would make it easier for the monsters outside to rush in. They had flying dragon claws before but didn't use them, so they were waiting for this moment.
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
The three practitioners quickly ran to the door of the hall. Although their hearts were still full of fear, after entering the hall, the task was about to be completed. There was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the Frozen Spiritual Stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible. They didn't want to stay there for a second longer.
"Old General Huang?!"
An Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's compete to see who can last longer."
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul shouted sternly in mid-air: "Do you think you will win? If you can't get out, no one can get out. Everyone who comes here will be buried with me. I can't be reborn. , just stay with me."
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
"who is it!"
Ma Jue strode up to the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing similar to a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice sculpture sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admired in his heart that this statue was really ingenious and looked just like a real person.
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
Just when he was thinking about this, Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood suddenly broke through An Zheng's space magic weapon, and a stream of blood rushed out in mid-air. At that moment, An Zheng's mind suddenly lit up. It was also at this moment that the appearance of heart blood exposed the invisible An Zheng.
An Zheng's mind couldn't help but think of what Emperor Zhuo Qing said... Fang Zhiji was of the same blood as him, and only his heart blood could save Fang Zhiji. He warned An Zheng more than once that he must release his heart blood when he finds his confidant.
An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a powerful sealing weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the hall from the inside would make it easier for the monsters outside to rush in. They had flying dragon claws before but didn't use them, so they were waiting for this moment.
he asked, a gush of blood coming from his throat.
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
"Divide three people into sealing the entrance to the hall. Anyone who comes in, whether it's a person or something else, will be killed without mercy!"
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
Ma Jue walked back and forth around the throne but found nothing. The temperature in the hall was so low, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. At this moment, there were bursts of roaring sounds outside, and two white-haired monsters rushed out of the darkness and hit the horizontal rope at the door. There is no door in the main hall. The door is very large. Two monsters rushed over like heavy tanks and slammed into the horizontal rope.
"No!"
An Zheng took a look outside and saw that behind the group of white-haired monster beasts, the main beast was squatting there and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It made a deep sound in its throat, and with the sound, the white-haired monsters began to attack the windows of the hall. I just don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it will fall down at any time.
An Zheng took a look outside and saw that behind the group of white-haired monster beasts, the main beast was squatting there and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It made a deep sound in its throat, and with the sound, the white-haired monsters began to attack the windows of the hall. I just don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it will fall down at any time.
boom!
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
There was no sign or sound before the footsteps appeared. When the footsteps appeared, the person was already standing at the door. This man was standing there so he couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight. He could only roughly tell that he was not tall and he was carrying many heads in his hands.
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
"Divide three people into sealing the entrance to the hall. Anyone who comes in, whether it's a person or something else, will be killed without mercy!"
The three flying assassins threw out the flying dragon claws, and a moment later the rope stretched out and flew around the hall from the inside. The three flying dragon claws circled back and clasped together. With a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
"Did you find something?"
An Zheng punched the Frozen Throne hard, and the huge throne immediately fell into pieces. The force of the fist penetrated the throne directly, and the place where it was hit shattered even more completely. The fist punch first penetrated like a cannonball, and then the throne exploded violently. Broken ice cubes flew everywhere, and something like a purple bead flew out of the throne and quickly rushed to the top of the hall.
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
"Why... why?"
"Old general, how are you?"
"Why... why?"
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
"I knew you wouldn't give up that easily."
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is exhausted, exhausted, and injured so seriously, every expression may be out of control, so maybe even Huang Ao himself doesn't know about that weird smile.
An Zheng said coldly, activated the predatory ability of the blood bead bracelet, sucked back the heart blood, and then sprinkled it all on Fang Zhiji. The blood was like boiling water splashed on the snow, and the ice outside Zhiji's body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
Just when he was thinking about this, Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood suddenly broke through An Zheng's space magic weapon, and a stream of blood rushed out in mid-air. At that moment, An Zheng's mind suddenly lit up. It was also at this moment that the appearance of heart blood exposed the invisible An Zheng.
"Old general, how are you?"
The three practitioners quickly ran to the door of the hall. Although their hearts were still full of fear, after entering the hall, the task was about to be completed. There was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the Frozen Spiritual Stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible. They didn't want to stay there for a second longer.
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
An Zheng said coldly, activated the predatory ability of the blood bead bracelet, sucked back the heart blood, and then sprinkled it all on Fang Zhiji. The blood was like boiling water splashed on the snow, and the ice outside Zhiji's body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Did you find something?"
"No!"
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
he asked, a gush of blood coming from his throat.
Ma Jue turned around to enter the hall, but Huang Ao grabbed his arm. Ma Jue turned around and asked in surprise: "Does the old general have anything else to explain?"
"Did you find something?"
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
"fire!"
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
At this time, Ma Jue had forgotten to take action against An Zheng. He looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul and sarcastically said, "You are so cunning. Even my husband was deceived by you. It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. You are the one who looks down on me." The little guy ends up ruining your arrangement."
An Zheng took a look outside and saw that behind the group of white-haired monster beasts, the main beast was squatting there and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It made a deep sound in its throat, and with the sound, the white-haired monsters began to attack the windows of the hall. I just don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it will fall down at any time.
That is Emperor Zhuo Qing.
Ma Jue shrugged his shoulders: "How can you kill me? Just you? Can this weak and weak soul kill me now? Come on, come on, I will stand here waiting for you to kill me. I want to See if you have that ability.”
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
"No!"
There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced through Ma Jue's chest with a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow pierced from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times. Ma Jue's knees softened and he slowly knelt down.
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
Ma Jue agreed and began to explore the interior of the hall with his few men. The equipment that Fei Lingdu's people were reluctant to use just now is now being used, just to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible. Several practitioners ran around, pulled out a few shelves from the supplies and set them up, with a fist-sized bead inlaid on them, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter.
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
An Zheng looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's increasingly faint shadow and said with a sneer: "It seems that you really have very conflicting feelings about your best friend. You wanted to kill him, but after killing him you regretted that you shouldn't have done that. . So you left some room to seal part of Fang Zhiji's soul in the Frozen Throne. This throne is the Frozen Spirit Stone, so you put a dead person on the seat at all times. Your subordinates think you care about friendship, and maybe you are moved by yourself, but in fact, you are still doing it for yourself. "
he asked, a gush of blood coming from his throat.
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced through Ma Jue's chest with a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow pierced from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times. Ma Jue's knees softened and he slowly knelt down.
If that's the case, why didn't he save Fang Zhiji? Is it because he has extremely conflicting feelings about his other confidant
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
The three practitioners quickly ran to the door of the hall. Although their hearts were still full of fear, after entering the hall, the task was about to be completed. There was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the Frozen Spiritual Stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible. They didn't want to stay there for a second longer.
Ma Jue gave a loud order and started walking towards the Frozen Throne.
"Old General Huang?!"
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
That is Emperor Zhuo Qing.
"Where exactly?"
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhiji sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt as if the blood in his heart was boiling and ready to come out. Fang Zhiji was sitting there, as if asleep. The ice outside was not very thick, so he could see clearly. As if the heart blood had found its owner, it began to hit An Zheng's space magic weapon crazily.
"No!"
But the flying dragon claws are too powerful, and these white-haired monsters cannot attack them no matter what.
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
"I knew you wouldn't give up that easily."
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul shouted sternly in mid-air: "Do you think you will win? If you can't get out, no one can get out. Everyone who comes here will be buried with me. I can't be reborn. , just stay with me."
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
An Zheng's mind couldn't help but think of what Emperor Zhuo Qing said... Fang Zhiji was of the same blood as him, and only his heart blood could save Fang Zhiji. He warned An Zheng more than once that he must release his heart blood when he finds his confidant.
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
At this time, Ma Jue had forgotten to take action against An Zheng. He looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul and sarcastically said, "You are so cunning. Even my husband was deceived by you. It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. You are the one who looks down on me." The little guy ends up ruining your arrangement."
There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced through Ma Jue's chest with a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow pierced from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times. Ma Jue's knees softened and he slowly knelt down.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
"Divide three people into sealing the entrance to the hall. Anyone who comes in, whether it's a person or something else, will be killed without mercy!"
puff!
Emperor Zhuo Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes extremely sinister: "You have to die first!"
"No!"
Ma Jue shouted and waved his hand, and a few shining beads flew over and illuminated the man's face clearly.
In mid-air, a shadow flashed out of the purple bead, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart blood, but it was already too late. The shout was so shrill, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
Just when he was thinking about this, Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood suddenly broke through An Zheng's space magic weapon, and a stream of blood rushed out in mid-air. At that moment, An Zheng's mind suddenly lit up. It was also at this moment that the appearance of heart blood exposed the invisible An Zheng.
"Old General Huang?!"
Ma Jue shrugged his shoulders: "How can you kill me? Just you? Can this weak and weak soul kill me now? Come on, come on, I will stand here waiting for you to kill me. I want to See if you have that ability.”
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
"Where exactly?"
The three flying assassins threw out the flying dragon claws, and a moment later the rope stretched out and flew around the hall from the inside. The three flying dragon claws circled back and clasped together. With a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.
"fire!"
puff!
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
An Zheng took a look outside and saw that behind the group of white-haired monster beasts, the main beast was squatting there and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It made a deep sound in its throat, and with the sound, the white-haired monsters began to attack the windows of the hall. I just don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it will fall down at any time.
There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced through Ma Jue's chest with a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow pierced from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times. Ma Jue's knees softened and he slowly knelt down.
Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is exhausted, exhausted, and injured so seriously, every expression may be out of control, so maybe even Huang Ao himself doesn't know about that weird smile.
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
Ma Jue strode up to the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing similar to a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice sculpture sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admired in his heart that this statue was really ingenious and looked just like a real person.
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
"Why... why?"
There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced through Ma Jue's chest with a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow pierced from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times. Ma Jue's knees softened and he slowly knelt down.
"Why... why?"
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
Ma Jue's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely bruised and his clothes and armor were damaged. The human head he was holding was still dripping with blood, and he was already swaying and unable to stand firmly.
An Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's compete to see who can last longer."
boom!
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
Ma Jue shouted, and the three practitioners immediately lit the fuse of the small cannon. Four or five white-haired monsters rushed to the door, and the cannon sprayed out a ball of purple flames. The circular purple light shot out with tail flames, and exploded the four or five white-haired monsters into pieces with a bang. . Half of the body flew up into the air, spun around and fell down, hitting the herd of white-haired monsters behind.
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
he asked, a gush of blood coming from his throat.
Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul shouted sternly in mid-air: "Do you think you will win? If you can't get out, no one can get out. Everyone who comes here will be buried with me. I can't be reborn. , just stay with me."
he asked, a gush of blood coming from his throat.
Huang Ao smiled strangely: "Don't worry, look for it slowly and carefully."
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
"Why... why?"
Ma Jue asked eagerly. When he saw Huang Ao catching up, he felt very touched and warm in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind at the most critical moment, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall.
The three flying assassins threw out the flying dragon claws, and a moment later the rope stretched out and flew around the hall from the inside. The three flying dragon claws circled back and clasped together. With a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
"Why... why?"
An Zheng remembered something and turned to look outside the door. The main white-haired monster squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his body split open, and a majestic white-haired monster squeezed out from inside as if it had broken out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely burst, and the white-haired monster looked up to the sky and roared.
An Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's compete to see who can last longer."
Huang Ao slowly sat down against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it was not his voice.
An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhiji behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the coldness in his body had subsided little by little.
"Did you find something?"
The blood circled around and rushed over like crazy. Just when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and punched the Frozen Throne. The force of this punch used up the last of An Zheng's cultivation power, and also brought the power of the demigod's body to its extreme. He couldn't punch any more. With such a violent attack, even Ma Jue subconsciously dodged back.
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
Ma Jue walked back and forth around the throne but found nothing. The temperature in the hall was so low, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. At this moment, there were bursts of roaring sounds outside, and two white-haired monsters rushed out of the darkness and hit the horizontal rope at the door. There is no door in the main hall. The door is very large. Two monsters rushed over like heavy tanks and slammed into the horizontal rope.
An Zheng raised his head and looked at the erratic shadow: "I'm sorry, your plan failed. I suddenly remembered that I heard Shanse's subordinates mention that there is a frozen spiritual stone here. , can store a part of the soul, and some blood can resurrect the dead. You said it was a coincidence, but you were so kind and gave me some heart blood to save Fang Zhiji, but why is Fang Zhiji not elsewhere? That place has always been on your Frozen Throne?"
The small Li cannon was never discarded. The three people set up the Li cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few flying dragon claws. An Zheng stood on one side of the hall, watching them and looking for where Fang Zhiji was. Finally, his eyes fell on the Frozen Throne, where there was a human-shaped sculpture.
"It's such a pity, it's just a little bit close."
An Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a powerful sealing weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the hall from the inside would make it easier for the monsters outside to rush in. They had flying dragon claws before but didn't use them, so they were waiting for this moment.
The three flying assassins threw out the flying dragon claws, and a moment later the rope stretched out and flew around the hall from the inside. The three flying dragon claws circled back and clasped together. With a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.
Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is exhausted, exhausted, and injured so seriously, every expression may be out of control, so maybe even Huang Ao himself doesn't know about that weird smile.
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
There was no sign or sound before the footsteps appeared. When the footsteps appeared, the person was already standing at the door. This man was standing there so he couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight. He could only roughly tell that he was not tall and he was carrying many heads in his hands.
Huang Ao smiled strangely: "Don't worry, look for it slowly and carefully."
There was a clicking sound next to An Zheng, and he realized that the ice on his body was falling off.
An Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's compete to see who can last longer."
"Not yet, we just came in. Thank you for your hard work, old general. Sit here and take a rest while we look for you. When we find it, I will take you to evacuate."
He grinned, a little sarcastically.
Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak and floated back halfway through the rush. Apparently he was quite afraid of An Zheng.
Ma Jue strode up to the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing similar to a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice sculpture sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admired in his heart that this statue was really ingenious and looked just like a real person.
Just when he was thinking about this, Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood suddenly broke through An Zheng's space magic weapon, and a stream of blood rushed out in mid-air. At that moment, An Zheng's mind suddenly lit up. It was also at this moment that the appearance of heart blood exposed the invisible An Zheng.
Just when he was thinking about this, Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart blood suddenly broke through An Zheng's space magic weapon, and a stream of blood rushed out in mid-air. At that moment, An Zheng's mind suddenly lit up. It was also at this moment that the appearance of heart blood exposed the invisible An Zheng.