By the time Zhang Tong was brought into the basin, it was already completely light.

After being frozen all night, I happened to be awake all the time. This feeling is much more uncomfortable.

Luckily, the lair of the undead is not far away.

Despite the fact that it was daytime, the sun could not penetrate the thick clouds, and the basin was still dark, and Zhang Tong froze like a popsicle, unable to see the situation nearby. At this moment, a troll came over, carried Zhang Tong to the ground, and continued to walk deeper into the basin.

Zhang Tong could see the troll from his point of view.

The troll has stitches on his neck and several huge wounds on his chest and abdomen. No need to guess, this must be a recovered corpse. After a simple stitching process, it is awakened by Pluto's coffin.

This low-level undead has a certain instinct. For example, it will actively attack creatures. In addition, it has nothing, no intelligence, and no thinking. It will only act on the manufacturer's order. The Undead King must be nearby!

Zhang Tong was taken away by the trolls for a few minutes, and finally walked away under the altar.

My heart gradually hung up.

Is this really okay?

Zhang Tong has no bottom in his heart. Although he hid the breath of life and froze himself, he didn't know if he could escape death.

If an undead creature perceives a hint of life, it won't be good. The undead here are not fictional, but they are definitely difficult to deal with. Zhang Tong did not have the confidence to kill the powerful undead king from among the many undead.

The First World War with Vaughn at that time is still fresh in my memory.

The power of the Heavenly Spirit Realm is terrifying!

Fortunately, so far, no dead person has found Zhang Tong's identity.

Suddenly, the altar lit up.

Due to the angle, Zhang Tong could not see the direction of the altar. He could only vaguely feel a huge force erupting from the altar, sweeping all around with a powerful force. The corpses placed next to the altar were bathed in it. Each body absorbed a large amount of immortal energy, and countless runes representing death appeared on its surface.

Zhang Tong is no exception.

Kakaka, Kaka!

There was a sound of shattering in my ears, it was the sound of ice cubes breaking and cracking, and once the ice cubes that sealed the body were infiltrated by the power of the runes, they were all shattered. These runes quickly covered his whole body, and he could clearly feel a cold energy that was constantly penetrating into his body, staying in his body, trying to change his body.

Is this power the energy to awaken the dead?

Zhang Tong is immune to the undead. Even if this ability enters the body, I'm afraid it won't have any effect. This cold death energy circulated in the body several times, and finally stagnated, did not penetrate smoothly, and was all squeezed out.

The runes all over the body began to contract, and finally gathered in front of the chest, condensing into a half-slap laughter, which at first glance looked like a tattoo.

Is that all?

Zhang Tong didn't feel any discomfort, but he had a palm-sized slap on his chest, like a tattoo, which made people feel uncomfortable. Somehow, there is a wisp of spiritual power that is connected to his own spirit.

"Stand up!"

Zhang Tong felt a cold consciousness.

At this moment, the brain was in a trance, as if it had lost control, and its hands and feet involuntarily moved and stood up from the ground.

Out of control.

What kind of work is this!

Zhang Tong was startled and just wanted to stop it.

I suddenly felt a grim gaze coming from afar, not exactly gaze, but an extrasensory probing ability that only the undead possessed. Zhang Tong's heart sank, and he immediately gave up resisting and let all his spirits control his body.

One by one, the surrounding corpses stood up.

Zhang Tong left the mark of Pluto's coffin in his body. Now the body is filled with the power of death, plus the power of the secret urge to block Monty and hide the breath of the creature. Unless the Undead King came to the front line to carefully identify it, it would be difficult to find out the difference between Zhang Tong and the Undead.

Above the altar.

The Ice King was a little confused, because he vaguely felt a little resistance when he first gave the order, so he scanned it in the direction of the resistance. Hundreds of people died in that direction. The Ice King doesn't know which one the resistance is coming from.

The revolt appeared for a moment.

It disappeared immediately.

The Undead King withdrew his attention without much attention.

"Assemble!"

Zhang Tong felt a consciousness again, from the imprint on his chest. Deliberately relax and allow a wisp of consciousness to control the body. The undead gather in one direction. Zhang Tong stood among the many dead and glanced at the altar out of the corner of his eye. Finally, I saw a floating blue ice coffin and a figure sitting on it.

That's right.

This is the coffin of the Ice King and Pluto!

He didn't find me!

That's great.

The plan worked!

Zhang Tong didn't dare to be careless. He pretended to have loose eyes and made himself look like the undead around him. The undead king issued another order, and Zhang Tong followed thousands of freshmen in a neat queue, slowly walked into a canyon, and finally into an ice cave, where he was temporarily settled.

Thousands died.

It's all huddled together.

Zhang Tong was squeezed in the middle. The "companions" around him are either missing noses, eyes, intestines, or legs. The feeling of being with 1,000 corpses is not wonderful at all. The spiritual connection was suddenly severed, and 1,000 dead people remained in the ice cave.

This is the cave of Tibetan soldiers!

The undead king hid all the created undead in an ice cave. No wonder it's not easy to find them. There may be more undead than you think, but most of them are hidden in ice caves, so it's not easy to find them.

Time passed one by one.

Zhang Tong had not yet felt the consciousness of the undead king. The sky outside was starting to get dark again. Silence is terrible. Nothing could be heard but the roar of the undead. Zhang Tong turned around and stood next to a Snow Clan undead. His head was split in half, and the broken brain tissue flowed out and froze. There was a faint green flame beating inside.

"Shouldn't feel me!"

Zhang Tong deliberately stretched out his hand and waved his hand in front of the deceased. No response. He patted the ugly face again, but still didn't respond. If it weren't for the slight green light in his eyes, Zhang Tong would have thought it was an ordinary corpse.

"These undead see me as one of them. “

Zhang Tong's confidence has been greatly enhanced. He pushed the dead in his way and cautiously stepped out of the ice. The entire canyon was empty, and the dead were gone. After a pause, Zhang Tong walked down the canyon and returned to the basin where the Ice King created the dead.

This is very dangerous.

If the King of the Dead exudes his spirit to touch, he will surely feel abnormal. Without the commands and stimuli of the creatures, the undead do not move. Zhang Tong didn't touch the ice. If it stands out too much, it will definitely be discovered. Zhang Tong could only bet that the Undead King wouldn't notice it.

We're here.

Zhang Tong used his Heavenly Demon Shadow Technique to hide his body, like a cloud of black mist, floating into the basin and hiding behind a large block of ice. In this large basin, only 1,000 or 2,000 undead wander unknowingly. The undead king on the altar has long since disappeared, and Pluto's coffin has been taken away.

What a question!

Zhang Tong pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly thought of something. He quickly took out the sound scroll and cautiously whispered to the thunder: "Old Blake, everything is going well! The place is close to the territory of the cedars. With our speed of travel, we can reach it in about half a day. There is a strange phenomenon, the undead are far from what they imagined, the undead king is gone, it is suspected that the undead have long been buried near the ice and snow customs, and several undead have appeared in the hinterland of the snow clan, which is not the key, and the possibility of smoke bombs is not ruled out, the undead target may not be villages and towns, or it may attack the ice and snow customs, so that the situation of the three marquis is in danger! If necessary, let these three people wait to retreat. “

The sound has been transmitted.

Zhang Songtong breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly looked left and right, but there was no figure of the deceased.

After about a few minutes, the thunder returned.

"The news reached Snow Ling, and the army of Glacier City just now quickly rushed to the bottom of the pool. At this juncture, if you abandon your custom and choose to retreat, you will be overtaken by Glacier City. When retreating, you will be attacked and may be completely annihilated. Regardless of whether the situation over there is dangerous or not, it is best to return it as soon as possible. If the guess is correct, the First World War at the Ice Pass could have been defeated. We can't tell if we're alive or dead. We must prepare for the evacuation. ”

"If so, I can't go back. I need to find out the nearby terrain and the distribution of the undead. The risk of exposure is too great now. I'll come back to that later. ”

Zhang Tong stopped contact and stood up after hiding in the huge ice.

The basin is completely dark, green and serene, scattered, representing the dead. Zhang Tong pulled out the glacier sword, bypassed the undead, and began to explore the terrain. In total, several entrances were found, including some caves for Tibetan soldiers, all of which were empty. I'm afraid the undead left en masse a few days ago.

The Undead Legion must be at the Ice Pass!

That's not good!

You have to tell Meng Xue!

Zhang Tong clenched his fists and took out the sound transmission scroll from his backpack. He was about to activate it.

Oh!

A scream came from behind. Zhang Tong was frightened and felt like he had to dodge. An ice spear passed by, piercing the iceberg in front of it.

It's broken!

Got it!

Zhang Tong opened the lid of the Heavenly Demon Skill, the black mist shrouded his body, the sword turned around, swept out a sword qi, and a figure jumped out in the dark, the sword qi swept over the opponent's body, and then an iceberg was directly split in half by the sword qi.

The figure fell to the ground at this moment, and suddenly rushed, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front.

"How fast!"

Zhang Tong took a step back and raised the glacier sword with both hands.

The Ice Spear is shot at the Ice Sword.

Something went wrong.

The glacial sword cuts through iron like mud, and the ice spear breaks directly.

The two sides took a step back, and finally saw each other's appearance clearly, it was none other than Zanla, who died at the hands of the mercenary frost troll Zanla!

Zara received a few stitches. The wounds are all stitched up. His eyes were flabby and cold. He has no focal length. He faced Zhang Tong indifferently and said in a cold tone: "Glacier Sword, are you ......?"

......

Meantime.

Snow Pass.

Dozens of miles away on the iceberg stood a tall immortal king, with a pair of eyes burning with cruel blue flames, staring at the gate below, and said coldly: "The fate of the traitor... Only death!".

At this time, a line appears in the direction outside customs.

The army of the Ice City is here!