"It's not enough to raise your hands. Besides, Brother Zhao and I fell in love at first sight and encouraged each other to get to where we are today. Xiao Zhao, you can talk about repaying your kindness. Zhang Fatzi's polite tone of refusal was a bit like an elder teaching a lesson, and he added in his heart: When the undead attack, it's good if you don't ask me to save you three times......

Zhao Hao didn't bother with you going back and forth, the things he decided would not change, and he talked about business directly: "By the way, my dad said that he encountered danger in the third layer, and I have also been around the third layer for a few days, and I have not encountered any evolutionary creatures, what is the situation?" ”

"Haha, we were just like you at first." Zhang Fatzi said with a smile: "The third floor of the Tower of Life and Death is different from the previous two floors, this is a labyrinth, and you may return to the same place if you go around and around." There is a ghostly fog in this place that erupts every ten days. ”

"It's only dangerous when the ghost fog erupts, and it's usually safe here, isn't it?" Zhao Hao drew inferences.

"That's right, tomorrow is the next time the ghost fog erupts, and then you will see something from the evil sect." Zhang Hongbin said with palpitations.

"What's that?" Zhao Hao was very curious, the first floor of the Tower of Life and Death was full of all kinds of livestock, and the second floor was full of evil ghosts, and he didn't know what new things would be on the third floor.

Zhang Fatzi's face was solemn, and he spit out two words: "Undead." ”

Zhao Hao said: "Is it the kind of ghost on the second layer?" ”

"No, the monsters in the first two layers are virtual puppets, and the things in the third layer are entities." Zhang Fatzi explained: "They were all human beings in their lifetimes, and the people who died in the Tower of Life and Death were refined into battle puppets by a vicious method, a bit like the kind of thing that Western necromancers concocted. ”

Zhao Hao was surprised: "How many of these undead are there, and what is their strength?" ”

"Hundreds, if not thousands, I suspect that the people who died in the tower, no matter which floor, were all caught on the third floor and became undead." Zhang Hongbin seemed to be under great pressure: "No matter what strength a human being had in life, after death, he has become a mutant-level stubble." I also met an acquaintance last time, he used to be primitive-level at Base One, and after he died, he was at least at the primary mutation level. ”

When Zhao Hao heard that it was just a mutant-level undead, he immediately lost interest.

Zhang Hongbin thought that the child was frightened, and stopped talking.

Nothing was said all night.

The third floor of the Tower of Life and Death has no distinction between day and night, and is always dark and gloomy. When the tenth day that Zhang Hongbin said came, the ghost aura near the stone forest was more than ten times stronger, forming a terrifying ghost.

Under the ghost fog, visibility was extremely low, and a primordial evolutionary like Zhao Zhicheng couldn't see anything ten steps away.

Zhao Hao could see a distance of 100 meters and found the army of the undead in the distance.

Click, click!

Hundreds of undead came out of nowhere, all of these "people" had no pupils, their eyes were gray, their complexion was also gray, and they grinded their teeth as they walked, looking particularly terrible. Some of them were untouched, and some of them were dressed in earthlings' clothes, as if they had just crawled out of their coffins.

A chubby girl walking in front, with a gray glint in her eyes, was wearing a gray tattered T-shirt, and the chest of the T-shirt was printed with two skin shrimp and four very cartoon words: I am a foodie!

Seeing this scene, everyone believed that she was an earthling before.

Zhao Hao's expression was awe-inspiring, and the function of the Tower of Life and Death was too vicious, making the big living person look like this. This is only the third layer, and God knows what will be more vicious in the fourth layer.

"It's coming!" When the army of the undead approached the three of them fifty meters away, Zhang Hongbin finally noticed the movement, stood up and rubbed his hands and said, "Xiao Zhao, you take care of your father, I'll deal with those ghosts!" ”

As soon as Zhang Fatzi's voice fell, he immediately took the lead in the charge.

He didn't use weapons, a pair of iron-fisted tough undead, looking manly.

Zhao Hao watched it with relish, don't look at Zhang Fatman's bloated body, but he is very flexible, and the fight is very similar to Sammo Hung at the peak of Hong Kong Island martial arts films, which reminds people of a jargon in the martial arts world: body strength is not lost.

Prior to this, the most powerful person Zhao Hao knew was the idol Tiantuan Yang Dingtian, who wanted to defeat Hua Jun as soon as Yang Dingtian appeared. Today, Zhao Ritian opened his eyes, and the subtlety of Zhang Fatzi's boxing skills is better than that of Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian's fighting style is very strong, and Zhang Hongbin is more rigid than him.

I saw that the black fat man was not limited to using his fists, he was full of weapons, elbows, knees, shoulders, legs, everything he could use. And he always likes to hit his opponents, just like the savage collision in the game, which is quite powerful.

This is a famous routine in Bajiquan, called Tieshan. To practice this kung fu, you need to use your body to hit the wall and hit the stump for a long time, and many people can't bear this hardship. Once practiced, it's all hard ideas, and the lethality is terrifying.

Use your body as a shield, sacrifice yourself without self!

Zhang Fatzi played these eight words to the fullest, and as far as the eye could see, he was a humanoid murder weapon, rampaging through the ranks of the undead. This fat man has no intention of dodging at all, he inserts needles when he sees them, drills when there is a gap, does not move, does not fight, and when he sees a move, he defeats more than a dozen mutant-level undead in minutes.

In addition, Zhang Fatzi also comprehended a kind of artistic conception, which is very domineering, with a fierce and violent boxing style, which makes him like a tiger, and it is impossible to guard against it under the close fight.

Zhao Hao saw the rise and couldn't help but sigh that Chinese martial arts was broad and profound.

From his point of view, Zhang Hongbin's current boxing style does have the style of A-level combat skills, and he can definitely beat the original Snow Dragon and Snow Tiger, which shows that this boxing method is not weaker than the secret skills of the four great families.

On the other hand, those undead have no strength and speed, but their fighting methods are very rigid. And all the undead have no battle suits, all of them are bare-handed, eager to tear people to pieces.

The undead who was killed by Zhang Hongbin split his body and burst out a small crystal.

It seems to be the kind of crystal that transforms the dead into the undead.

Zhao Hao fixed his eyes and jumped up cautiously.

Those small crystals are ghostly crystals!

Zhang Hongbin exerted his might, and single-handedly solved hundreds of undead, which is the confidence that he has been able to survive on the third layer of the Tower of Life and Death until now. However, his physical strength was also consumed, and he also suffered several minor injuries.

"Fortunately, there are only more than a hundred this time, and if there are another hundred or ten, I won't be able to stop them."

When it was done, Zhang Hongbin breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he secretly cursed himself for being a crow.

Click, click!

The creepy sound of grinding teeth came from all directions.

A group of undead came from the south, and a group of undead came from the north.

To the east and west, a large wave of undead also appeared.

Fat Zhang glanced at it roughly, and there were more than seven or eight hundred.

Rumble!

He blasted out a blast of qi in the air, shaking off dozens of undead.

This kind of long-range fist is limited to repelling the undead, and cannot completely wipe out those strange creatures.

"Xiao Zhao, take your dad to run from the left, I'll break the back!"

Zhang Fatzi immediately made a decision, rushed into the group of undead on the left, and forcibly killed a way.

Turning around, I saw Zhao Hao holding a cyan wooden knife, and walked over slowly, Zhang Fat Man was furious: "You take a piece of wood and use it for a fart, go quickly, I won't last long!" ”

Zhao Hao didn't speak, and slashed out lightly.

A flash of swords flashed in the air, and dozens of undead heads fell to the ground.

Hiss!

Zhang Hongbin gasped, he had never seen a swordsman who could condense the sword to such a realm.

The kind of sword that combines rare qi and mutant gang qi, after breaking through the air, is like an arm and a finger, as if he is remotely controlling a flying sword from a distance, Zhang Fatzi has never heard of any swordsman in China who has reached this realm.

What surprised Zhang Fatzi even more was that the knife contained an artistic conception that destroyed everything.

Although he didn't collide with that mood head-on, he still couldn't help but feel palpitations.

When he came back to his senses, he found that there were more than 400 undead in the southeast, all of which were shattered.

At this time, Zhao Hao had already killed the group of undead formations in the west, and no one could stop him.

Zhang Hongbin looked at the young man dumbfounded, and deeply realized the difference between himself and Xiao Zhao. He can only attack multiple targets at once while Savage, most of the time one by one. And Xiao Zhao was killing the enemy one by one, and the cyan sword with the breath of death flashed, and at least dozens of undead heads fell to the ground.

In an instant, all seven or eight hundred undead were dead.

Is it that easy?

Seeing that Xiao Zhao's face was not red and out of breath, Zhang Fatzi suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot.

He remembered the golden and jade words that the master taught him back then: If you don't know real people in person, and you don't know Taishan with eyes, you will be finished sooner or later......

It's developed!

This time it's developed!

Zhao Hao didn't know what Zhang Fatzi was thinking, and he was picking up the falling ghostly crystals one by one.

He was in a good mood, and he had harvested nearly a thousand ghostly light crystals today, which was enough for him to do a few big votes.

Zhao Zhicheng looked at this scene dumbfounded, and stopped talking several times.

Zhao Hao did not reveal the matter of his defeat of the desert ancient city for the time being, and Lao Zhao did not know that his son Diao had reached such an extent, and it was difficult to believe that the person who easily killed the eight hundred mutated undead was his own son.

After putting away the ghost light crystals, Zhao Hao walked over and asked, "Dad, how long will this ghost fog last?" ”

"One day, and the next time it appears, it's ten days to wait." Lao Zhao was very sure.

"Will the undead still show up?" Zhao Hao asked again.

"Probably not, there was only one wave before, and today there are two waves that are very abnormal." Lao Zhao replied.

"I have a guess that the entrance and exit of the third floor may only be visible when the ghost fog appears. Wait for me here, and I'll explore the way. ”

After Zhao Hao said this, he rode the black-scaled war horse and ran into the ghost mist.

Zhang Fatzi automatically ran to be Lao Zhao's bodyguard, and said with emotion: "Brother Zhao, your son is really hidden." ”

"I just learned that he had this kind of ability." Lao Zhao was also very emotional, with a little relief and pride in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Hao disappeared into the ghost fog and transformed into a night walker.

If you can transform into a Blood Demon Sword Demon, with the magical power of the Pupil of Life and Death, it will not be a problem to see through this ghost fog, and you will be able to get out of the maze easily. Helplessly, the Blood Charm Sword Demon was still evolving, and Zhao Hao could only retreat to the next best thing, with the help of the compound eyes of the giant mantis.

He ran in the ghost fog for a long time, and his compound eyes played a role, and he really found the large mirror on the third floor.