"Waste, you mean you can run away, but you're going to kill them?" Meng Xinqi was a little frantic after hearing Yechen's words.

Yechen needs the soul fire in the brains of these zombies and skeletons, but the others don't need it.

Not only Wang Ziyu and the little fat man don't need it, but even Meng Xinqi doesn't need it, her death creature is just a little new and hasn't been fed to the peak of the martial artist, in case she absorbs too much soul fire and advances here, she can't use it.

The ice cubes in the corridor were gradually pushed out, and the sound of ice cracks was also heard inside the ice, after all, there were dead creatures of martial spirits, and Wang Ziyu's large-scale attack could not completely freeze them, and it was already very powerful to be able to do this now.

They have missed the best chance to escape.

Meng Xinqi was helpless, and could only summon a cyclops zombie, the cyclops only had one eye, was three meters tall, and belonged to a powerful ancient alien race, which is very rare now, even if it was refined into a zombie after death, its power was retained.

With Lan Wen and Cyclops as the main body, supplemented by the Death Knight, the speed of the ice cube was finally slowed down.

Meng Xinqi and the little fat man also put their hands on the ice cubes, and the little fat man's body began to emit an earthy yellow light, and both of them began to use their strength to resist the advance of the ice cubes.

Wang Ziyu stuck one hand on the ice, and the whole person was cold, pouring power into the ice cubes one by one, mending the cracks of the ice cubes.

But the tendency of the ice to push out is still unstoppable, and it is only a matter of time before the contents escape.

Meng Xinqi said loudly: "Ice cubes, can you give them another one." ”

"No, I can't. Wang Ziyu shook his head, "You can't use it for half a day, otherwise it will hurt your vitality." ”

"What about Yechen, isn't that guy okay?" In the distance, Yechen was still placing the formation materials, and when Meng Xinqi cast his gaze, Yechen got up and clapped his hands, showing a kind smile to everyone: "Okay, no matter how upside down we are, the outside will not be affected." ”

"Come on, what are you doing? Meng Xinqi shouted.

Yechen smiled, took out the sword from the storage ring, and ran towards the corridor.

Immediately, Yechen jumped high, the long sword in his hand glowed with dazzling silver light, and when he jumped to the top, he shouted, "Get out of the way." ”

The people below felt the terrifying power on the Yechen long sword, and hurriedly scattered.

"Biluo Huangquan slashed. Meng Xinqi exclaimed.

The long sword slashed down, covering a large area below, and the ice shattered like glass under Yechen's long sword, and even the frozen zombies were chopped into pieces.

"You've gotten so much stronger again. Meng Xinqi on the side exclaimed, feeling that the gap between herself and Yechen was even greater.

Yechen shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, kill." ”

Yechen's blow just now caused a large number of ice cubes to shatter, and also caused countless cracks to appear in the unbroken ice cubes, and the frozen dead creatures had begun to break free from the ice, and everyone at this moment could no longer stop the large group of dead creatures from coming.

The passage is narrow, and everyone can block the dead creatures in the passage, but the next battle will be very brutal.

The little fat man has consciously stepped back, and with his strength, he will only get in the way and become a breakthrough for dead creatures.

Yechen, Lan Wen, Meng Xinqi and Wang Ziyu lined up, blocking the front, and the four of them could just let go of their hands and feet without affecting the others.

Death Knights, Cyclops, and small skeletons stand in the void behind them, ready to respond and help.

The little fat man stood at the back, basically ignored, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Yechen and the others, watching the martial arts they performed, and seeing if he could be inspired by them to create martial arts that belonged to the power of the earth.

Pioneers, it is always so difficult to start, just like Yechen and others a thousand years ago.

Dead creatures are pouring in like a tidal wave, but fortunately, there are no ghosts, so everyone only needs to kill the zombies and skeletons in front of them.

"Kill!" This time, the four people at the front exerted their strength to the extreme, without the slightest reservation, for Wang Ziyulai and Meng Xinqi, this is a good opportunity to experience.

This time, instead of a ribbon, Wang Ziyu used a white long sword that exuded an icy cold aura, even if the long sword was not aimed at anyone around him, he could still feel the cold and piercing chill.

What Meng Xinqi used turned out to be a spear, the spear is different from the spear, the spear is extremely hard all over the body, and the spear, the body of the spear is relatively soft, very elastic and tough, and it is precisely because of this toughness that the spear can shake out the flowers, stab out with one shot, and practice to a high depth, you can pierce seven or eight holes.

The sword of the month G year is a lifetime of robbery, spearmanship, and it is also the most difficult to practice among many weapons, known as the king of a hundred soldiers, but a master of spearmanship, is also the most terrifying, a shot is stabbed, which makes people unable to guard against it.

Meng Xinqi seemed to only stab out one shot, but four dead creatures were pierced through the forehead and slowly fell to the ground, this spirit-level magic weapon-level spear allowed Meng Xinqi to kill in seconds when facing the martial artist-level dead creatures, and not to mention the martial arts level, even if it was a first- or second-order martial spirit, it couldn't stop Meng Xinqi's shot.

Lan Wen's movements were the most crisp, very crisp slashes, and no one in front of the dead creatures could resist her sword.

Wang Ziyu's strength was slightly stronger than Meng Xinqi, and the long sword in his hand was covered with frost, and Yechen found that the movements of the dead creatures were affected by the frost and became a little sluggish, but this little was sluggish, but it was fatal for the battle of masters.

As for Yechen, not to mention, one man and one sword stood in the way, and no dead creature could walk under his hands for a round, and all of them turned into zombies with broken heads or scattered dry bones.

Occasionally, the dead slipped through, and were quickly cleared out by the Death Knight and Cyclops in the back row.

The little fat man watched all this blankly behind everyone, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Perverted, all of them are too perverted, when will I be able to create such advanced exercises and martial arts." ”

Finally, a powerful martial spirit zombie appeared in front of Wang Ziyu and pounced on her fiercely.

The zombie's body is tall, and its strength has reached the seventh order of martial spirits, and the frost power on Wang Ziyu's sword is almost ineffective against it.

The zombie relied on his height and strength, like a beast, pressed towards Wang Ziyu, Wang Ziyu slashed at the zombie's forehead with a sword, the zombie of the martial spirit reacted faster, and a punch blasted out, knocking Wang Ziyu's sword out, making Wang Ziyu's center of gravity unstable immediately, and then the zombie's punch hit Wang Ziyu's head, and the feeling of death instantly invaded Wang Ziyu's nerves.