The beautiful blue drove away the darkness, and the fresh mist purified the foul smell, and even the thousands of green branches that surged like waves fell and turned into powder.

A pale blue halo rippled in the air, and strange energy fluctuations soothed the hearts of the three hearts that were beating wildly with nervousness.

After a long absence, Ma Yu drove again, and forcibly carried the wood formation technique that was equivalent to the full force of a third-order martial artist, and together with the release of the locust bird, everyone was unharmed!

Resisting this mortal blow, Ma Yu's tense nerves relaxed.

Looking at the blank rune paper that fluttered to the ground, Ma Yu understood that the power of this array of runes was exhausted, and the danger was lifted.

He patted the back of Han Xiangtian's hand and smiled slightly: "Xiangtian, I can also protect you." ”

Han Xiangtian looked at the embers of the surrounding black wind with a little regret, and sighed: "It's just a pity that your seventeen new helpers, their abilities are stronger than the previous summoned beasts!" ”

Ma Yu pressed his temples sharply, gritted his teeth and said: "This kind of tough helper, how can I give up easily, look at me." ”

Just after the fight, the consumption of martial energy is not large.

Once the undead summon is lost, it can be reborn with martial energy.

Ma Yu took a deep breath and said silently in his heart: "Resurrect me!" ”

When the first of the eight doors was opened, Ma Yu forcibly burned all his martial energy, just to protect this rare ice ant undead.

As if falling into a quagmire, an ice ant suddenly crawled out of the ground, looked at Ma Yu gratefully, and gently exhaled a faint black frozen gas from its mouth.

Two ...... Three ......

As the number of ice ants increased, Ma Yuhong's pounced face began to turn pale.

"Brother Yu, it's almost enough, your martial qi can't last long." Han Xiangtian was worried about Ma Yu's body and reminded.

Seeing that fifteen ice ant spirits had been resurrected, Ma Yu shook his head lightly, holding his breath.

He could feel his strength being drained away little by little, and the feeling of fainting kept coming.

If his martial arts are not depleted at all, and he resurrects only seventeen ice ant undead, he has no problem.

He had just entered the secret room before, and in order to guard against Zhang Ziqiang's sneak attack, he had already lost a lot of martial energy, and now he had resurrected fifteen ice ant undead, which had reached his limit.

"No! There is no point in the victory, one more undead warrior, one more chance of winning, and resurrect me! Ma Yu fought hard, and finally resurrected one with all his strength.

"Whew...... Call. The strength around his body had been drained, and Ma Yu fell to the ground weakly, and was caught by Han Xiangtian in time.

"Don't force yourself, you're exhausted, and reluctantly urging the martial qi will hurt your muscles!" Han Xiangtian was not joking.

When he first became a martial artist, Ma Yu understood that it would be extremely beneficial to forcibly promote it after the martial qi was exhausted.

But he was unwilling, especially when the black ice ball had just approached Zhang Ziqiang, which actually made the fire wall formation tend to be extinguished.

The combined wave of attacks of the seventeen ice ants worked so well, if you did it again, you would have a better chance of defeating these third-order martial artists!

"No, this last one must be resurrected!" Ma Yu bit the tip of his tongue.

Pulled by the pain, Ma Yu stood up again, he put Tianyu between his hands, and said silently: "Lend me some strength and let me resurrect the undead!" ”

There was a faint warmth coming from the cold Tianyu rod body, and it seemed that there was really a participating martial air attached to it and turned back to Ma Yu's body.

Although it is very rare, it is to bring Ma Yu's hollowed out body back to life.

"Come back to life, my undead warrior!" Ma Yu's head was bruised, and he raised his arms and shouted.

In the darkness, the last whirlwind that had never left suddenly burst out of a reminder of the huge ice ant undead, and nodded towards Ma Yu full of spirituality.

At this point, all seventeen ice ant spirits have returned to the team.

And Ma Yu's sweat was exhausted, and he didn't pass out by resisting with amazing willpower.

"Brother Yu, that's enough! You've done enough, don't push yourself anymore. Han Xiangtian was distressed and held Ma Yu's shoulder.

Han Xiangtian's flute of the sea in his hand recovered as before, and seeing that the black ice ball almost devoured the fire defense array technique, he said softly: "Brother Yu, look at me next, you are not allowed to move, just cooperate." ”

The hot wall not far away suddenly collapsed, and was ruthlessly crushed by the black ice ball, and the valuable nanmu couch was ruthlessly crushed at the same time.

In the face of absolute power, the mutual restraint of attributes is just a theory expounded in books.

The seemingly ferocious wall of fire was powerless in front of the huge ice hockey ball, like a tofu scum project, which was knocked down and completely extinguished.

Zhang Ziqiang's eyes were frightened, and he clearly felt the threat of death.

When the power of the rune is exhausted, it will only turn into a normal white rune paper.

And this fire-based defensive array talisman had just transformed into white rune paper, and it was swallowed up by the black ice ball.

The feeling of near-death suffocation came to his face, and death has always been Zhang Ziqiang's biggest taboo.

If it weren't for survival, he wouldn't have committed himself to the magic array of the old mansion.

I don't see the light of day all day long, give up the prosperity of the world, just to survive!

Even if his strength breaks through to the third order of the human level, it is like a lonely fang appreciating himself, and he can't experience the pleasure of advancing at all.

However, the arrival of Ma Yu and Han Xiangtian suddenly made Zhang Ziqiang feel great happiness.

This is a feeling that has not been felt in many years, and this is the innate desire to fight as a martial artist.

What is the dignity of a warrior, isn't it a fight to the death?

The vicissitudes of life for thousands of years, in this Yuanzhou continent, the value of the existence of warriors is to fight freely, endlessly!

The cold black ice ball in front of him had already cut his skin, but it had suppressed the snake venom that was attacking in his body.

Zhang Ziqiang's eyes suddenly changed from sloppy to firm, and at this moment, he found the passion of his youth.

Let's fight! I'm a high-level martial artist! How can you lose to two milky imps.

Zhang Ziqiang stretched out his dirt-covered hands, and his long nails were deeply embedded in the black ice hockey in front of him.

The slightest coolness suddenly filled his body through his fingernails, like a newborn baby falling naked into the coldest ice cave, making him exhale a breath of cold air.

Moaning softly, this kind of cold that almost tore his body made him radiant, and he roared: "Cool! ”

The extreme cold shattered the long nails in the dance, and his ten fingers immediately bled incessantly, and were quickly frozen again, forming bloody scabs.

Zhang Ziqiang's Adam's apple squirmed, "Try this formation talisman and attack blood!" ”

A blood-stained talisman was torn off his tongue, and he spat heavily on the puck with the blood-colored talisman.

The blood mist splashed all over the black ice balls, and it was like a medicine that stuck to Zhang Ziqiang's body.

Ma Yu's eyes widened, and he clearly saw that the blood mist had actually turned into countless palm-sized leeches, embedded in his body like nails, sucking greedily.

With the expansion of the blood-colored leech's body, the blue light on Zhang Ziqiang's body suddenly exploded, and the whole person seemed to be wearing cyan flame armor, majestic and majestic, and his aura changed greatly.

Han Xiangtian closed his eyes and took the flute, and a flute sound that seemed to be as turbulent as a torrent quickly diffused in the secret room, like the mournful music of sending Zhang Ziqiang on the road, echoed for a long time.

He seemed to be calm, but in fact, his heart was extremely messy, and this blood talisman was clearly an auxiliary formation talisman.

Just looking at the accuracy and saturation of Zhang Ziqiang's martial arts, his strength has at least doubled!

This is equivalent to everyone facing two third-order martial artists at the same time, which is extremely dangerous!

There are three types of offensive and defensive talismans, Zhang Ziqiang has everything, which really surprised Han Xiangtian.

Ordinary Haoqiang, having a formation talisman at home is already a treasure of the town, let alone using it.

And in this secret room, in a short period of time, Zhang Ziqiang used three in a row.

If he doesn't give the other party a fatal blow, if he still has a backup hand, everyone will definitely fold here.

"Offended, I didn't want to kill anyone, but I had to kill you!" Han Xiangtian's eyes were cold, his double doors were opened, and the frequency of the flute music performed suddenly accelerated.

Ma Yu barely opened half of his eyes, smiled in his eyes, and issued a thought command: "Undead warriors, the whole army is dispatched, use your strongest strength!" ”