The main hall is arranged according to the imperial hall of ancient times, and it reveals a strong atmosphere of corruption and obsolescence in the gloomy and cold atmosphere. At the end of the main hall, a rusty iron chair was placed on a high platform, which was used as a dragon chair, and on the dragon chair sat a middle-aged man wearing a dazzling blue "dragon robe", with a bronze face, facial features like rough castings, and a broad and sturdy but extremely stiff body with blue light shining, like a leaky robot. His whole being did not exude the slightest human breath, because he did not need to breathe at all like a living person.

On either side of his wide dragon chair, there stood far more "civil and military officials" than the normal imperial court, these people did not wear chain mail, all of them were rotten, bloody, and even hung with stinking organs robes, the robe was not any color at all, it seemed that it was not even gray, in short, it looked like a mass of oversized dun cloth. Dressed in eroded robes, and holding in their hands rusty, or perhaps overdosed, and rapidly corroded broadswords, they filled the hall in silence, all of them covered in lightning like the seated emperor.

There is no breathing, no heartbeat, the whole hall is like a glorious and extravagant mausoleum, emitting a thousand-year-old demon coffin under a ray of heavenly light, with a violent musty cold. Zhang Weiwu, who was about to leave, and Liu Tianji, who finally stopped to concentrate on guard, as well as the two grandmaster-level powerhouses of the Bafang Dart Bureau, all looked at everything in front of them in shock.

wind, splashing.

The musty smell of the air flowed slowly, and the heavy flow felt like mixing cement. Gangfeng, under the incredible gaze of Zhang and Liu, converged from slow to fast, and finally converged into a rotating wind pressure, clean and heavy. After a long breath, the wind pressure stopped, and those "people" who had no breath or any vital signs moved, as if they had been given the order to live and kill after the empress's lengthy and incomprehensible witchcraft ritual.

They went from stillness to movement without any excess, and almost all at once they bounced up, and the emperor jumped up from his seat like a bronze statue, bringing with him a heavy wind pressure, and one of his hands was already cast with iron fists, and he smashed like masonry between his waves. The strong wind blowing in his face made Liu Tianji at a loss, so he could only use the cold ice to condense a shield wall to resist.

The shield wall shattered without accident, and the crisp cracking sound seemed to wake up Liu Tianji, the originally stunned eyes suddenly condensed, and the old and thin body suddenly flickered, using the empty cicada of the Ice Spirit Dao, and the teleportation in a short distance avoided the zombie emperor.

He didn't look back, and he couldn't turn around immediately after the empty cicada, while feeling the wind pressure go away, he almost relied on his fighting instinct, and suddenly an evil god dragon swung its tail, and the whip leg kicked backwards turned into a huge dragon claw, and the blades as big as machetes on the three claw toes instantly cut through the air and slashed at the zombie emperor's thigh.

A string of sparks flashed, and the claws snapped directly.

Liu Tianji hurriedly turned around, concentrating on the zombie emperor's counterattack, but he immediately felt the yin wind behind him, and he didn't want to bend down to dodge, dodging a knife that almost cut off his head.

One of the zombie ministers also moved.

Zhang Weiwu's situation was not optimistic, because two of the zombie ministers outflanked him. He was a little more stupid than Liu Tianji, and as soon as he came up, he used the ice chip rotation power, and the thick blizzard shrouded the two corpses, and then they easily broke through - the zombie was already a dead thing, without a soul, and any soul scattering poison was completely useless.

When he was facing the big sword, he hurriedly launched the Sevenfold Meteor Fist, and it was the Sevenfold Meteor Fist with the change of the battle spirit, which directly conjured seven arms and hit the two zombies one by one.

He felt as if he was bombarding the stone statue, and the fist hit it with a great shock, and the two zombies only stopped advancing, picking up the big knife in their hands and slashing horizontally, forcing Zhang Weiwu to scramble.

When the third zombie touched it, Zhang Weiwu's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of despair.

At the same time, the Zombie Emperor ignored anyone or anything around him, and pounced straight towards the silver dust. Its huge fist and the venomous spikes on it were as irresistible to a seventeen-year-old boy as a calamity.

It was a head taller than Silver Dust, half as wide, and nearly forty percent heavier than it. Its fists are like battering rams, with corpse poison, thunder and lightning and heavy blows, and his martial arts seem to have been retained from his life, or his divine cultivation, skills, and experience during his lifetime, with the strong posture of a returning grandmaster. Silver Dust had no way of knowing how the Empress and her subordinates, who had never been very powerful, got the body of such a powerhouse.

The Zombie Emperor appeared in front of Silver Dust in the domineering posture of an absolutely strong man, and his fist would smash Silver Dust's chest in a second, but this Emperor Zombie knelt at Silver Dust's feet in half a second in the posture of an extremely pitiful loser, his back was raised high, and the posture was called the frustrated body bending forward.

In this false realm, all of Silver Dust's overlord and even most of the defensive magic will not be effective, he really uses his flesh and blood to fight against a zombie as hard as iron and stone at this time, he can only use the attack to deal with the attack, and force the mage's body into a skilled swordsman, in the danger of being killed at any time, the enemies who surround him are killed one after another.

At this moment, Yinchen's heart seemed to have some understanding, this feeling was vague, the only thing he could be sure of at the moment was that there was some kind of energy in his body, this kind of energy had not been there before, at least not so much that it could be perceived, but now he felt a little bit. "Is it the awakening of a new ability? a new elemental affinity?" he didn't know, he didn't even know how to invoke that energy, how to experiment with it.

The only thing he knew was in what direction he was going to work towards.

"Fight between life and death, melee fight...... Do you put yourself in a situation that most people consider dangerous?...... I understand, the Fa God and the Fa God do not lie in the Fa, but in the God!"

What is God, who can save all people from danger in what ordinary people cannot!

This is Chiyou's will, or rather, this is a conclusion that only Chiyou can reach!

The silver pupils turned into pure blue at this moment, and the blizzard filled the depths of the pupils, and the white silver robe suddenly opened, as if a violent wind was blowing under the robe, and the wind, when it gradually rose, the elements converged, and the sky was deified!

He made the first decisive move, and the ice in the palm of his hand was furious, and one after another blue ice sword sprayed out from the palm of his hand, which was actually an infinite combo of the divine skill "The Ashes of Killing Together", you must know that this set of simple and boring assassination magic skills, there is only one formula, that is, a bone sword or ice sword is shot out from the palm of the hand, and the ice sword pierces into the enemy's body, quickly turning into highly poisonous powder, giving the enemy a fierce soul scattering poison attack.

This is a divine skill of assassination, and it is also a divine skill of stabbing and capturing enemies, after all, unless a master of poison is used, it is difficult for ordinary people to refine the soul scattering poison to the point where it is enough to kill people.

But silver dust?

The frost element is transformed into the dark element, and the rule of the dark element is a curse, which is more terrible than all poisons, and the zombie emperor he just defeated in an instant actually used the rule that the dark element is much stronger than the earth element and the thunder element.

The dark element is equivalent to a curse, and it stands to reason that the most evil and filthy thing like a dead corpse is originally undamned, and Silver Dust's attack is destined to be ineffective, but he uses the Disintegration Curse, which is the most remote of the curse, and even the Great Disintegration Technique that is not very valued in the dark element magic.

The magic of the Great Disintegration Technique, which can only disintegrate non-living objects, is not lacking in destructive magic Gabriel, this kind of one has no light effect to deceive the eyebrows, two has no magic cost, economic and thankless, and the third is very difficult to cultivate, and there is no one who has been studied in depth since ancient times, and the people who learn it cannot reach three digits, it stands to reason that it is very chicken, but as the silver dust of the god of law, he consciously wants to be omniscient in the field of magic, and at least he must be worthy of a "god" in the field of erudition Words, so no matter how out of the way or even chicken can't really use the magic properly, he made a study plan for himself after becoming a god, completely liberating the spell bit limit, and the Great Disintegration Technique is the first small goal in this plan to be completed.

He didn't know when he practiced that this magic was perfect with "Ashes of Killing", at least at this time, it was perfect to kill all the zombies within his arm's reach. In just two or three breaths, he knelt down on more than a dozen corpses in frustration, the surface of these corpses was not damaged, and even the places pierced by the ice sword were miraculously healed, but their bodies had already been blown into a bag of thin soup by the dark magic of ice transformation, and all the musculoskeletal internal organs were gone.

The empress's corpse control technique, or rather, the corpse control technique that Silver Dust has learned about has a common fatal weakness, that is, the internal organs can be without, the head can be broken, and the abdomen can be broken, but the skeletal muscles must be sound, otherwise no matter how much electricity is attached to the corpse, it is impossible for the corpse to stand up and walk. The lightning generated by the autopsy is actually an extremely powerful electrical signal that stimulates the contraction of muscles that have long since lost their biological activity, driving bones and then driving corpses.

Without the musculoskeletal bones, a corpse with only human skin could not function at all. One by one, the corpses fell to their knees, almost becoming a full house of worship for Silver Dust. At the same time, Zhang Weiwu and Liu Tianji have fallen into a bitter battle.

The blue blizzard was poisonous, spinning and attacking the zombie as hard as stone, but it was blown away by the transparent wind on its body. And the rusty broadsword in its hand is more dangerous than all the poison in the wind and snow, at least with Zhang Weiwu's guts, the bureau does not dare to have any contact. Therefore, he, a well-known boxer who is good at hand-to-hand combat, actually played a game of fighting in the not wide empty passage in the middle of the main hall. Many elbow bones grew on his arms in an instant, and he simply extended the attack distance of his fists to a zhang, relying on the entry distance a little farther than the zombies, and played kite tactics with the zombies like a shooter. He dodged and moved, struggling to shuttle through the increasingly dense zombie array, and every blow of his fist, which had grown several times, carried an invisible and qualitative chill with each blow.

Before a punch can hit any physical target, all the dead objects in the surrounding space, including the zombie itself, are covered with a thin layer of frost, which does not cause substantial damage to the zombie, but can slow down all its movements, as if it is a slowing spell solidified in the fist. Zhang Weiwu's Sevenfold Meteor Fist hit this speed difference, and the Sevenfold Meteor Fist, which was originally a little faster than ordinary boxing skills, was even more ferocious at this moment, continuously bombarding the zombies that pounced on the first to come up with a fierce momentum.

After all, the zombie was not something forged of fine iron, even if it had an electric current to protect itself, it was still knocked to the ground by Zhang Weiwu with all his might, rolling and crawling towards the living and slowly moving. However, just as Zhang Weiwu killed an enemy and was about to breathe, the stinky claws of a zombie fell on his back, although it did not hit the door directly, but it also hit him hard.

The moment the palm landed behind his back, Zhang Weiwu first felt only a burst of numbness, and then the sharp pain of being injured by a blunt object. He knew that it was time for life and death at this time, and he didn't care about the other enemies, so he turned around, regenerated his two fists under his ribs, and used four times the sevenfold meteor fist, which was the limit he could reach, the crazy offensive of "Twenty-Eight Star Falling Fist" to beat the invisible cold water and freezing air on the zombie's body.

The zombie, as if it had wisdom, raised its hand and threw down the big knife, and at the same moment that the blade fell on the dirt with a crisp sound, the electrified palms were also imprinted on Zhang's mighty chest and abdomen.

The expected corpse poison did not reach Zhang Weiwu's body, but instead a stream of electric light bloomed on his Xuanbing chain mail, shattering the spikes on the ghost needle, and the cold qi on Zhang Weiwu's fist supposedly fell on the zombie and immediately froze the skin and flesh into transparent Xuanbing, but it was blocked by a series of scanning electric lights, turning into a little warm water vapor rising and dispersing.

After Zhang Weiwu fought with zombies for three or four rounds, he was stunned to find that the wind around him had stopped.

The wind and snow turned into the cold of ice, and the wind and thunder turned into the static electricity of the secret attack. Under the Heavenly Rules, the thunder and lightning of the Evil Dark King's Power, which originally belonged to the Gangfeng power, also silently adapted to the new Frost Heavenly Rules. The core of this day, the root of the world's operation, is truly embodied at this time, the mystery of the Battle Spirit Fist fighter is not the rotation of ice chips in the wind and snow, or the pear flower needle of the rainstorm, but the ability to condense various battle visions and even weapons with ice as the material.

It seems that with the ascension of the current prince to the throne, the power level of "king" is also rapidly collapsing. After Zhang Weiwu fought for seventeen rounds, he really grew punches on top of his fists.