In the stinking secret room, there was only blue light.

Suddenly, a whirlwind of black, darker than the darkness in the dark, roared.

It was like the coffin that had been buried in the cemetery for a long time and brought a suffocating death to the light of day.

Along with the death air, there are seventeen ice ants with black bodies and cold air.

Ma Yu said lightly: "Freeze him!" ”

At such a close distance, Zhang Ziqiang had no time to react.

Seventeen ice ant undead formed a circle and shook their heads at the same time, exhaling supreme freezing gas from their mouths.

The soft coils were frozen in an instant, and the cold air quickly spread to the inside of the couch.

All the coils buzzed, as if Zhang Ziqiang was making a final struggle.

Hundreds of embroidery needles came out of the coil at an extremely slow speed, as if the rhythm was half a beat slower, but they still attacked Ma Yu with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Han Xiangtian exclaimed: "Brother Yu, get out of the way!" ”

Ma Yu, who had already gotten rid of the trap, smiled, looked at the embroidery needles densely covered with frost in front of him, and said indifferently: "Come out, release the locust bird, send him a wave of wind!" ”

An even stronger black wind rose from between the bed and Ma Yu, directly cutting through several extremely fragile silk threads that had been frozen.

also implicated the embroidery needle that was enough to take away several lives, and finally got rid of the control of the warrior behind him.

Ma Yu was secretly happy, it seemed that the ice ants were used properly, and they also had a chance of winning against the masters of the third order of the human level.

The locust bird was born, unceremoniously shaking its wings, and the frequency became faster and faster.

The wind is even more powerful with the freezing air.

The five-color coils, which were already frozen, were rolled off one after another, and they shattered when they landed, which was more fragile than porcelain.

For a while, the temperature in the secret room dropped sharply by dozens of degrees.

The last wave of embroidery needles was also scattered all over the ground by the wind of the acacia bird, and the coil frame that blocked Zhang Ziqiang's appearance was also overwhelmed and shattered.

Ma Yu's eyes widened, wanting to see what Zhang Ziqiang looked like.

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