Han Xiangtian was still performing the flute song, the newborn ice ant undead was condensing the extremely frozen ice qi in his throat, and the locust bird was also still in the air, ready to go.

And at the end of the secret room, Zhang Ziqiang, who was facing the black ice hockey puck, suddenly raised his arms: "Drink!" ”

In an instant, the cyan martial aura seemed to be an angry green snake, devouring the black ice ball.

The blood-colored leeches attached to his body were instantly shattered, turned into blood-colored armor, and attached to his body.

Zhang Ziqiang didn't stop, his hands fiddling with him as if he were swimming.

"Gaga...... Creak! His arms wrapped in bloody helmets sank into the puck completely, and he slammed it to both sides, and the puck was torn in two by the domineering counterattack, slamming into the wall behind him.

"......Boom" The fragile wooden wall broke two big holes in an instant, and the light from the outside came in and fell on Zhang Ziqiang.

With this blow, Zhang Ziqiang's hand wrapped in a bloody helmet had completely condensed into white, obviously frostbitten.

However, when the outside world has been absent for a long time the light shines on the back.

Zhang Ziqiang suddenly trembled, his hair was broken, and a white-faced old man burst into tears like a child.

Looking at this old man's kind eyebrows, he doesn't look like a fierce and evil person at all, but more like a wise man who has studied history books hard.

It's just that his eyes are full of confusion, as if he is too nostalgic for this world, so he is extremely afraid of death.

Han Xiangtian sighed in his heart, the eye of the magic array was destroyed, and the dead wood spring formation that Zhang Ziqiang had painstakingly operated for many years was completely scrapped.

This means that the poison of the Yaqi Snake will put Zhang Ziqiang to death at any time.

"Hehe, it's been nearly ten years, and I haven't been in the sun for a long time." Zhang Ziqiang's face was full of intoxication, completely forgetful, greedily sucking the air from the outside world, feeling the bright afternoon sun.

Han Xiangtian hesitated a little, the other party's killing intent was weakening, but his flute music couldn't stop at all.

The title of the flute song is "Overlord Abandonment", which became famous for its fast rhythm and slaughter, and it was the last flute song that Han Xiangtian learned.

The allusion of "Overlord Abandonment" comes from before the unification of the Guangwu Empire, there was a small country on the shore of the East China Sea, called the Great Han Underworld.

Its monarch is stubborn and self-serving, sitting on the land of projectiles, but he thinks that the whole world is from his own country.

The Great Han Kingdom was finally defeated at the hands of this monarch and was eaten away by other countries.

On the verge of the death of the country, the monarch is still singing and dancing.

Fortunately, a Confucian general was born, and he single-handedly decided the situation, and successively defeated and retreated from many attacks, so that the country could get a chance to breathe.

However, the monarch was suspicious and fond of women, and listening to slander not only put the Confucian general who turned the tide on death row, but also usurped his wives and concubines.

On death row, the Confucian general broke through to the fourth rank of the human level due to anger, threw himself into the enemy camp and entered the court, and finally slashed the monarch with his own hands.

On the day of revenge, he wrote a masterpiece on the golden luan pillar of the palace: his life's career was in vain, and his reputation was ruined in half a lifetime. After his death, he is worthy of the old Jiangdong, and the loyal soul is still guarding the pass.

Later, the Confucian general swung a knife to kill himself, in the name of Xie Jijun's anti-thief, and was rumored to be abandoned by the overlord after the pen was broken.

Han Xiangtian's interpretation is like crying, making the water vapor in the air condense into birds, buzzing and vibrating.

is really like all the strong men who betrayed their relatives and left, and in desperation, they let out a sigh of the overlord's abandonment......

The ice ant undead breathed up to the sky at the right time, and the extremely frozen ice mist strengthened a layer of crystal clear black frost on the outer layer of the bird, which was extremely cool.

Thousands of birds fly together, like a raging wind!

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the black bird fluttered its wings like a dragon......

The warm light only made Zhang Ziqiang intoxicated for a while, and the cold air brought by the extreme cold floated in, instantly freezing the hole in the wall behind him.

Black frost slowly covered the past, and the chamber was once again shrouded in darkness.

Zhang Ziqiang seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and the darkness in front of him was actually better than the original darkness, which made him feel great coercion, and a near-death fear suddenly haunted his heart.

What a powerful force it must be to make a high-level martial artist who uses the blood talisman bonus fearful!

A young man in blue was in front, with starry eyes full of compassion and a little regret.

This light in his eyes made Zhang Ziqiang particularly unhappy.

Why is he sympathized with by a ghost who is dozens of years old?

Who gave him the guts, the dense blackbird wriggling in the air?

Or is it a rare monster where the ground is dark and black frost comes out from time to time?

"Cool!" Zhang Ziqiang's heart suddenly surged with an irritable aura, and he rushed into another darkness with his fists.

Where the feet are stomped, the blood mist is connected and stretches endlessly.

He actually stepped out of thin air on a blood ladder, and pressed forward without touching the ground.

Han Xiangtian finally made up his mind, and the flute suddenly intensified, like the drumming of orders on the battlefield, resounding through the secret room.

The black ice bird waiting in the air is like a battle-hardened veteran.

When the sound of the drum came, the thousand birds seemed to be arrows off the string, clustered together like a black wave, and all attacked!

"Drink!" Zhang Ziqiang was fearless, and a blood-colored dahlia bloomed in his left fist, and the moment the petals bloomed, he immediately devoured the first wave of ice birds that approached.

Zhang Ziqiang smiled, "Little ghost, you are still too young, and with this ability, you want to defeat a third-order martial artist blessed with blood talismans?" What a joke. ”

Han Xiangtian didn't say anything, his fingers tapped lightly on the flute of the sea, and the crisp sound of the flute seemed to be a new command.

I saw that the blood-colored dahlia swelled suddenly, accompanied by the humming of a thousand birds, it actually slowly condensed from the bottom up, and finally turned into a huge ice flower.

The "click......" ice flower had not yet landed, and it suddenly shattered in the air from the inside out.

Several black ice birds were unharmed, and once again rushed towards Zhang Ziqiang with amazing momentum.

Zhang Ziqiang's eyes suddenly froze, his palms were united, and the green qi suddenly rose from his palms.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood forward: "Let you see the true meaning of the blood-breaking attack!" ”

Thousands of birds rushed in, stretched out their beaks, and unceremoniously burrowed left and right in his body like a hornet.

Even the blood-colored armor seemed indestructible, but it began to crack under the impact of Chidori coming forward and one after another.

What's more serious is that the black cold air invades Zhang Ziqiang's body from time to time, making him lose consciousness everywhere in his body.

This icy breath was colder and colder than the previous ice hockey, which made it difficult for him to parry.

The blood talisman did double Zhang Ziqiang's strength, but Han Xiangtian used the divine power of the flute of the sea to condense water and give birth to a thousand birds, and it was also the black ice bonus of Ma Yu's ice ant undead, and his strength was obviously greater.

The corners of Han Xiangtian's mouth lifted slightly, seeing that the blood helmet around Zhang Ziqiang's body was ruthlessly peeled off, he suddenly felt that a third-order martial artist was nothing more than that.

Unexpectedly, the blood qi that Zhang Ziqiang had just spit out slowly condensed into a human figure, and the blood qi was continuously drawn from the body of the deity like a wire drawing behind it.

The bloody man struggled forward in pain, and wherever he passed, the black birds were defeated one after another, and the freezing air obviously had no effect.

Suddenly, countless blood arrows splattered from around the bloody man, poking the black birds that swarmed into the walls of the secret room.

Although it failed to disperse the black birds, it also restrained their figures, making Han Xiangtian's supreme attack ineffective.

Seeing that the bloody man was approaching, Han Xiangtian's heart was not good, and the flute of the sea just wanted to turn into a double blade, when he suddenly heard Ma Yu's faint voice coming: "Xiangtian, use this!" ”

The breeze rose behind him, and Han Xiangtian grabbed backwards like a conditioned reflex, his tentacles were cold, and he was a divine soldier.

There is a faint blue light attached to the sky, and the Buddhist mantra is hidden from the shell.

Han Xiangtian's eyes lit up: "This blue light is ...... Afterglow from Thousand Horizons? ”