There was no warning or sound before the footsteps appeared, and the man was already standing in the doorway when the footsteps appeared. This man stood there because of the backlight, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only roughly see that he was not tall, and he was carrying a lot of heads in his hands.

"Who is it?"

Ma Jue shouted, and with a wave of his hand, several shiny beads flew over to make the man's face clear.

"Old General Huang?!"

Ma Jue's face changed suddenly, and he quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Huang Ao. At this time, the old general's body was completely skinless, and his armor was torn. The human head he was carrying in his hand was still dripping blood, and the person was already shaky and couldn't even stand on his feet.

"Old General, how are you?"

Ma Jue asked eagerly, and when he saw Huang Ao catching up at this time, he was greatly touched and warmed in his heart. If Huang Ao hadn't stayed behind the palace at the most critical time, they wouldn't have been able to reach the Frozen Hall at all.

"Did you find something?"

Huang Ao sat down slowly against the door frame, his voice hoarse as if it wasn't his.

"Not yet, we just came in. Old general, you have worked hard, sit here and rest for a while, we will look for you, and after we find it, I will evacuate with you. ”

Ma Jue turned around to enter the main hall, and his arm was grabbed by Huang Ao. Ma Jue turned around and asked in surprise: "Does the old general have anything else to explain?"

Huang Ao smiled weirdly: "Don't worry, look for it slowly, look carefully." ”

Ma Jue was shocked when he saw that smile, but when a person is overtired and physically exhausted, and when he is so seriously injured, every expression may get out of control, so that weird smile may not even be known to Huang Ao himself.

Ma Jue agreed, and began to explore the interior of the main hall with a few men. The equipment that the people of Fei Lingdu were reluctant to use just now also used it, just to find the Frozen Spirit Stone as soon as possible. Several cultivators ran out in all directions, pulled out a few shelves from the materials and set them up, which were inlaid with a fist-sized bead, and the entire hall suddenly became bright.

"Divide three people, seal the entrance to the main hall, and whoever comes in will be killed, whether it is a person or something else!"

Ma Jue commanded loudly and began to walk towards the Frozen Throne.

The three cultivators quickly ran to the door of the main hall, although their hearts were still full of fear, but after entering the main hall, the task was about to be completed, there was hope in their hearts, and their movements became flexible and smooth again. They just wanted to find the frozen spirit stone as soon as possible and leave this ghost place as soon as possible, and they didn't want to stay for a second longer.

The small detachment cannon was never discarded, and the three of them set up the cannon about three or four meters away from the door, and then took out a few wyvern claws. An Zheng stood on the side of the main hall and looked at them while looking for where Fang Zhizhi was, and finally his eyes fell on the frozen throne, where there was a humanoid sculpture.

The three Flying Assassins flung the dragon's claws out, and a moment later the rope extended and flew around the hall from within. The three flying dragon claws were clasped together after they were wrapped around, and with a bang, the entire hall was sealed, and the aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.

An Zheng sighed involuntarily in his heart, what a powerful sealing magic weapon. Using such a magic weapon to seal the main hall from the inside, it is not easy for the demon beasts outside to rush in. They had dragon claws before and they didn't use them, and they were waiting for this moment.

Ma Jue strode onto the Frozen Throne and looked around, but found nothing resembling a spirit stone. He glanced at the ice statue sitting cross-legged on the side of the throne, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, this statue is really ingenious, no different from a real person.

"Where the hell is it?"

Ma Jue walked back and forth around the throne and still found nothing, and the temperature in the hall was so low, but a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. At this moment, there was a roar outside, and two white-haired demon beasts rushed out of the darkness and crashed into the horizontal rope at the door. There is no door in the main hall, the door is very large, and the two demon beasts rush over like heavy tanks and hit the horizontal rope fiercely.

With a thud, the rope contracted and with a flick of the two monsters flew away. More white-haired demon beasts rushed towards this direction, and the screaming shook the room as if it were shaking.

"Fire!"

Ma Jue shouted, and the three cultivators immediately lit the small detachment cannon fuse. Four or five white-haired demon beasts rushed to the door, and a ball of purple flames erupted from the artillery, and a round purple light shot out with a tail flame, and the four or five white-haired demon beasts were blown apart with a bang. Half of his body flew into the air, spun and fell, smashing into the herd of white-haired demon beasts behind.

An Zheng glanced out and saw that behind the white-haired demon beast herd, the main beast was squatting and looking at the hall with cold eyes. It let out a low voice in its throat, and with the sound, those white-haired demon beasts began to attack the windows of the main hall instead. It's just that I don't know why An Zheng always feels that the main beast is extremely weak now, as if it is going to fall down at any time.

But the dragon claws are too strong, and these white-haired demon beasts can't attack them anyway.

An Zheng walked quickly to the throne and saw Fang Zhizhi sitting there. At this moment, An Zheng felt that the blood in his heart seemed to be boiling, and it was about to come out. Fang Zhiji sat there, as if he was asleep, and the ice outside was not very thick, so he could see it clearly. As if it had found its master, the blood of the heart vein began to frantically impact the spatial magic weapon of An Zheng.

An Zheng's mind couldn't help but think of what Emperor Zhuo Qing said...... Fang Zhiji and him are in the same line, only the blood of his heart can save Fang Zhiji. He warned An Zheng more than once that he must release the blood of his heart when he finds Fang Zhizhi.

In that case, why didn't he save Fang Zhi's confidant? Was it because he had extremely conflicting feelings for Fang Zhi's confidant?

Just as he was thinking about this, the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart suddenly broke through the spatial magic weapon of An Zheng, and a stream of blood rushed out in mid-air. At that moment, An Zheng's mind lit up. It was also at this moment that the appearance of the blood of the heart made the stealth of the security struggle exposed.

The blood coiled in a circle, rushing over as if crazy, and at the moment when the blood was about to touch the Frozen Throne, An Zheng suddenly teleported over and slammed his fist on the Frozen Throne. The strength of this punch exhausted An Zheng's last cultivation power, and it also exerted the power of the demigod body to the extreme, and no matter how much strength he had, he couldn't beat it anymore. With such a violent blow, even Ma Jue subconsciously flashed back.

Rumble!

An Zheng slammed his fist on the frozen throne, and the huge throne was instantly torn apart. The force of the fist pierced directly through the throne, and the place where it was hit shattered more completely. The fist was like a cannonball, first piercing through, and then the throne burst open. Shattered ice flew everywhere, and a purple bead-like thing flew out of the throne and quickly rushed to the top of the main hall.

"I knew you weren't giving up so easily. ”

An Zheng said coldly, turned on the plundering ability of the blood cultivation bead bracelet and sucked back the blood of the heart, and then sprinkled it all on Fang Zhizi. The blood seemed to be splashed on the snow, and the ice outside Fang Zhi's body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No!"

In mid-air, a phantus flashed out of the purple bead, reaching out to grab the blood of the heart, but it was too late. The shout was so poignant, full of unwillingness, anger and resentment.

That was Emperor Zhuo Qing.

An Zheng raised his head to look at the erratic phantom: "I'm sorry to let your plan fall through." I suddenly remembered that I had heard Tan Shanse's subordinates say that there was an Frozen Spirit Stone here that could store a part of the soul, and some blood could bring the dead back to life. You said that it was a coincidence or not, you were so kind enough to give me some blood of the heart vein for me to use to save Fang Zhizhi, and why didn't Fang Zhizhi stay on your frozen throne all the time somewhere else?"

An Zheng looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's increasingly faint shadow, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you really have very conflicting feelings for the other party's confidant, you want to kill him, and after killing him, you regret that you shouldn't do that." So you left a little room to seal a part of Fang Zhi's soul in the Frozen Throne. This throne is the frozen spirit stone, which is why you have a dead person in your seat all the time. Maybe your subordinates think that you are affectionate, or maybe you yourself are touched by yourself, but in fact, you are still for yourself. ”

Emperor Zhuo Qing roared angrily and swooped down from mid-air, but the soul was too weak, and he rushed halfway and floated back, obviously quite afraid of An Zheng.

There was a clicking sound from An Zheng's side, and the ice on Fang Zhiji's body was falling off.

Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul shouted in mid-air: "Do you think you will win? All the people who come here will be my burial companions. I can't be born again, so you can all stay with me. ”

Ma Jue had already forgotten to make a move against An Zheng at this time, and looked at Emperor Zhuo Qing's soul and sneered: "You are really cunning, even Mr. has been deceived by you." It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and you end up ruining your arrangement by a little person you look down on. ”

Emperor Zhuo Qing turned his head to look at him violently, his eyes were incomparably vicious: "You have to die first!"

Ma Jue shrugged his shoulders: "How can you kill me? It's up to you? Now this weak remnant of the soul can kill me?" Come on, I'll just stand here waiting for you to kill me, I want to see if you have that ability." ”

Burst!

There was a muffled sound, and a hole was pierced in Ma Jue's chest by a sharp weapon. He looked down at the bow that had pierced through his chest, and his eyes were full of incredulity. He slowly turned around and saw Huang Ao's blood-red eyes. Huang Ao held his hard bow and twisted it back and forth a few times, and Ma Jue's knees went soft and slowly knelt down.

"For ...... Why?"

He asked, a large stream of blood pouring out of his throat.

An Zheng remembered something and turned his head to look out of the door, and the main beast of the white-haired demon beast squatting in the distance had fallen to the ground. A layer of white hair began to grow rapidly on Huang Ao's body, and his body swelled up sharply. In the blink of an eye, his flesh cracked, and a majestic white-haired demon beast burst out of its shell. Huang Ao's body was completely broken, and the white-haired demon beast raised its head to the sky and roared.

An Zheng took a step forward and blocked Fang Zhizhi behind him. He could feel that Fang Zhiji was regaining his vitality, and the chill on his body had subsided little by little.

He grinned, a little sarcastic.

"It's a shame, just a little bit. ”

An Zheng took a deep breath: "Next, let's compete to see who has lasted the longest." ”

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