"Sure enough, it's an odd number!" Looking directly at the part of Tang Hao's neck that was spurting blood from the zombie, he followed the direction and moved to Tang Hao's upper body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Yin Ye didn't notice that on the top of the iceberg on one side, an old man named Miro was standing at the entrance of the stone house, watching the scene that happened below, but he didn't come to stop it.

Tang Hao, who had the strength of the Imperial Spirit, suddenly appeared in front of him with four black corpse blades, and he couldn't help but say that he shot at Yin Ye in a volley, and in the face of the fierce corpse blade, Yin Ye stood in place, motionless, and let the corpse blade shoot into his body.

When the four corpse blades passed through Yin Ye's upper body, in an instant, Yin Ye's upper body was poked out of four pitch-black holes, but after a while, it was extremely similar to Tang Hao's injury, but it automatically recovered.

"I'm a wood-based magician, and the corpse blade formed by corpse qi doesn't have much attack power on me." The arrogant Yin Ye looked at the zombie transformed by a human in front of him and explained the reason.

From time to time, seeing that his master was in trouble, the fourth-order Fire Wing Dragon on the side began to attack from the air, spitting purple Emperor Dragon Flame straight at Yin Ye.

Who would have thought, Yin Ye, who also had the strength of a berserker warrior, was extremely fast, grabbed one of the feet of the Fire Wing Dragon, punched it in the abdomen, and then threw it out into the distance.

After being attacked by a third-level berserker, the Fire Wing Dragon lay in its place, convulsing all over, and had no ability to resist.

Seeing that the Fire Wing Dragon was treated like this, Tang Hao ignored the three-seven-twenty-one, picked up his fist, and rushed straight towards Yin Ye, preparing to start hand-to-hand combat with Yin Ye.

"Look for death!" Yin Ye saw the zombie in front of him rushing angrily, picked up the divine slash in his hand, and while speaking angrily, he also rushed forward head-on.

"Click!" With the sword in his hand, Yin Ye, who changed his body extremely quickly, cut off Tang Hao's left arm at once.

The bloody left arm fell to the ground, Tang Hao took out Zhu Yuan again, picked up Zhu Yuan with his right hand, and prepared to block Yin Ye's attack, who would have thought, Yin Ye easily cut off Tang Hao's right arm again.

Both arms were cut off by Yin Ye, and after that, Yin Ye ghostly retreated five or six meters, distanced himself from Tang Hao, and deliberately looked at Tang Hao's painful appearance when he lost his arms.

Two clouds of black smoke in his eyes turned, Tang Hao lowered his head and looked at the two arms that fell on the glacier, shook his head twice, and then knelt down on the glacier.

"How? It tastes so good! Yin Ye, who had lost his true nature, felt the pleasure of killing, and his blood was boiling in his body, and he said freely.

Seeing that Tang Hao didn't answer, Yin Ye, who was about to end Tang Hao's life with the final blow, wiped the blood stains on the divine slash and snorted coldly at the zombie in front of him.

said it was late, it was fast, and when Yin Ye was about to make a move, Miro's voice sounded not far away, and said, "Okay, let's stop in moderation!" ”

Picking his head and looking at the source of the voice, he saw that an old man was on the top of the mountain, and Yin Ye's eyes instantly showed a look of confusion, because on the third floor of the corpse tower he was in charge of, there should not be such an old man.

After thinking about it, the old man disappeared on the top of the mountain for some reason, and then came to Yin Ye's body.

"How did you get here, obviously the fourth layer..."In Yin Ye's eyes, if you want to come to the third layer of the Corpse Tower, there are only two possibilities, one is to be imprisoned by yourself from the first floor of the Corpse Tower, and the other is to enter through the gap in the fourth layer. And when he thought of the second and looked at the old man in front of him, Yin Ye obviously had a lot of questions, but somehow, he choked up in his throat.

"You don't care how I got here, it's you, you dare to act without permission, get rid of Tang Hao, ho ho, you say, should you die!" Miro's face was very gloomy, he glared at Yin Ye angrily, and said.

"Who the hell are you?" When Mi Luo said this, Yin Ye's eyes obviously betrayed him, and Yin Ye, who was weak-hearted, recalled that the order he had received was indeed to protect Tang Hao, so he asked.

"Hmph, have you forgotten your identity in the Martial Arts Academy!" Miro reminded as if deliberately.

When Miro in front of him mentioned the Martial Academy, Yin Ye suddenly understood in his heart that the old man in front of him must be the upper echelon of the Martial Academy, and if he openly disobeyed the order, the result would definitely be death. Thinking of this, Yin Ye, who was relieved, looked at the old man in front of him with his eyes firmly in his eyes, and said with his head held high, "If this is the case, then if you are killed, it is estimated that no one will know about it!" ”

Looking at Yin Ye, who was unashamed in front of him, Miro said lightly, "Unrepentant!" ”

"Hmph, now that I have the Divine Slash in my hands, no matter how powerful you are, you won't want to escape today." Yin Ye, who raised his sword eyebrows, looked at Miro in front of him fiercely, and shook the god slash left and right twice, and said.

"Really?" Miro, who sneered twice, said.

However, as Miro's words stopped, Yin Ye suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure surging from all around, Yin Ye, who wanted to move the divine slash in his hand, didn't want his body to be out of his control, as if something around him was constantly squeezing him, and after a while, Miro's eyes were soaked with blood, and his eyes turned red Yin Ye, before his body exploded, the only words left were "You!" ”

As Yin Ye's body exploded, blood spilled in all directions, only to see that the surrounding glaciers had been stained red with blood, and only to hear the sound of a bell, the divine slash fell on the glacier.

The echo of the weapon falling to the ground lingered in Tang Hao's ears, as if for a moment, half-asleep, Tang Hao could still sense the pain coming from his arms, and recalled in his mind that Yin Ye, who was holding the divine slash, kept cutting his body, and the feeling of panic came unexpectedly.

"Wow!" Tang Hao, whose forehead was covered with crystal tears, sat up suddenly, as if he had had a long dream, his eyes staring blankly ahead, motionless.

After a long time, Tang Hao, who came back to his senses, began to look around him, and found that he was lying on a dilapidated couch, and the space he was in was a long stone house about one meter wide, and on the four sides of the stone house, there were a total of ten skeletons. Two bone marrow frames are placed on each side of the sofa, and two on each of the other three sides.

"Where is this?" Tang Hao's first reaction was this sentence in his mind.

After carefully recalling the previous scene, Tang Hao, who suddenly woke up, quickly looked at his arms, and found that his arms were safe and sound, and they were not cut off, so he let out a long breath.

"You're awake!" At the stone door, Miro leaned against the wall and asked with concern.

"Hmm!" Tang Hao, who was stunned, nodded somewhat instinctively and responded.

"Your arm, I put it together, whoever wants to, you will be healed automatically." Miro knew that Tang Hao was still a little confused about what had happened before, so he took the initiative to speak.

Hearing Miro's words, Tang Hao, who frowned, knew that the secret of being a zombie was estimated to have been known by the strange old man in front of him, so Tang Hao, who was ready to do it, secretly thought that as long as the old man in front of him had the slightest mistake, he would definitely attack the other party with his newly cultivated skills.

"Be careful, the old man in front of you can't deal with your current strength alone." In his mind, Yin Jun said.

"Why do you say that?" Tang Hao asked rhetorically.

"Ten days ago, after you were seriously injured, no one did anything, and simply relied on mental power to break Yin Ye's body." Yin Jun replied.

"What? Without making a move, Yin Ye was destroyed, and the corpse was still broken! Tang Hao, who was extremely surprised, replied.

"Yes!" Yin Jun said.

For a third-level berserker who can destroy the strength of a wood-based mage at will, the strength of that opponent must be amazing. As soon as he thought of this, Tang Hao gave up the idea of resisting, and just asked Xiang Miro softly, "How long have I rested?" ”

"Ten days!" Miro's expression was still blank, without the slightest change, and said.

"Sure enough, it's the same as Yin Jun said!" Tang Hao pondered.

"Okay, do you want to follow me!" Miro carefully leaned the fishing rod against the body of the nearest undead skeleton, placed the bamboo basket aside, and then, with a long breath, sat down slowly beside Tang Hao.

"What do you mean?" Tang Hao, who couldn't figure out what Miro meant, asked with a little confidence.

"You think! You're an outlier, an undead zombie, and I need to keep this secret, but why should I keep it? Unless you follow me, I really can't figure out why I should help you! Miro said with a thoughtful look on his face, pondering the question.

"Robbers! Culprits! Thinking of this familiar scene, it seemed that it had also happened to Wu Lao, so Tang Hao, who felt uncomfortable, scolded in his heart.

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