The iron ring grew larger and hovered above his head, and the breath of frost spilled down, and in a blink of an eye, he was enveloped in a thick layer of ice.

The blue-faced monk couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the thick blue ice enveloping him, he definitely wouldn't follow in the footsteps of his eldest brother.

He now faintly began to regret in his heart, the water was really too muddy. I knew that I would just find a reason to hide in Qincheng, let them explore the way first, and finally save their lives.

The horse-faced monk suddenly took out a mottled ancient mirror in his hand, and flew in the air with a spell, trying to find the trace of the zombie.

But just then, the zombie appeared beside the blue-faced man, and a ghost claw grabbed at him.

"Be careful!" the black-robed man shouted, and a golden bone awl stabbed him hard.

The blue-faced man didn't expect that with the protection of the ice, this zombie would dare to attack him, and hurriedly injected all his mana into this ring.

He thought in his heart that he would delay for some time first, and wait for the three of them to react and use the magic weapon to hit this teaser hard!

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The blue-faced man was horrified in his heart, and quickly looked down to see that it was the ghost's claws that were three inches long, piercing the ice and scratching his chest without hindrance.

As soon as he wanted to say something, he saw that his heart was pulled out by the ghost hand, and the strength in his body seemed to be emptied, and his consciousness became blurred.

The ghost hand dragged the heart and did not crush it, but put it in his mouth and chewed it, and the faces of the three people in the distance were ugly and abnormal.

The golden cone stabbed the zombie fiercely, but he took it as if nothing happened, and grabbed it with his bloody hand, but the golden cone twisted and returned to the black-robed monk's hand.

The horse-faced monk didn't dare to slack off, and quickly took out a mottled ancient mirror from the storage bag, and a spirit struck on it, and white light swept around, but he couldn't trace the zombie.

He hurriedly increased the delivery of mana, and suddenly saw the trace of the zombie, but before he could be surprised, the zombie suddenly disappeared again, and continued to wander around the three of them.

At the moment when the zombie appeared, the black-robed monk unleashed a long sword as black as ink and chased after the disappeared zombie.

But the longsword continued to follow him for some distance after he disappeared, but the zombie flickered again, and after a few moments the zombie was out of track.

At this time, all three of them became self-endangered, and they all kept paying attention to the movements around them, and they were pressed by a zombie and couldn't move.

Han Yu's fat face showed a thoughtful look, and then he took out an ordinary high-grade magic weapon and stood aside silently to defend.

The black-robed monk who was the only one left among the three looked at the scene of the tragic death of the two brothers who got along day and night, and the blood in his heart was extinguished, revealing a look of horror.

For him, the tragic death of the two brothers who were talking and laughing with him not long ago was really like a dream. If he could turn back time, he would never go to the main hall to participate in any exchange meetings, it was really the worst choice he made in life.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the tragic situation of the two brothers who fell to the ground, and his heart was even more afraid, and his face became a little more ugly.

The more this man fears something, the more he will come.

I don't know if it was because the attack just now annoyed the zombies, or if it was because his horror was seen through.

Just when he was flustered and the six gods were gone, a fishy wind floated behind him, and he hurriedly turned his head to find that the green-faced and fanged zombie was missing again.

"Not good!" his heart sank, and there was no blood under him, and he subconsciously turned his head again, and saw a ghost claw grabbing him.

When the black-robed man encountered this shocking change, his face turned white with a "brush", and he subconsciously touched the storage bag and took out a small bronze shield.

With a soft sound, the small bronze shield was scratched by the zombies as soon as it was sacrificed, and most of the shield surface was also eroded.

"Flash!"

The fat shopkeeper standing in the distance was stunned when he saw him, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Huh?" he woke up with a loud shout, but now the ghost's claws pierced through the shield and grabbed straight at his chest.

"It's dead!" The black-robed man's mind went blank when he saw the ghost claw, and the scene of the tragic death of the two senior brothers surged in his mind.

"I really didn't expect that the oath of dying on the same day and month came true. ”

That was the last thing the black-robed man could think of.

But at this moment, a red flame appeared in front of him, and a raging fire ignited on the ghost's claws, which immediately frightened him away.

Then he felt the fat shopkeeper come to him, drag him aside, and float aside before he could figure out the situation.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Just when his mind was unsettled, a slightly complaining voice of concern came from his ear.

He turned his head in a daze, saw the fat face of the fat shopkeeper, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

He hurriedly touched his chest with his hand, and found that he was really alive intact, and couldn't help but be extremely grateful in surprise: "Thank you for the shopkeeper's life-saving grace!"

Unexpectedly, when the fat shopkeeper heard this, his face showed annoyance, and he said coldly: "I really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and I was implicated in the bad luck you caused." Also, don't thank me, it was Brother Jin who saved you just now, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"Brother Jin?" the black-robed man paused when he heard this.

He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, on the way here, they were still planning to take the spirit stone, but now they were rescued, which made his mood very complicated.

However, his two brothers are dead, and the secret should be kept under wraps forever.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the horse-faced monk not far away, and was about to say something when he heard a loud shout: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and help!"

The horse-faced monk was also helpless in his heart, if he could choose him, he didn't want to care about his life or death.

But now there are only three people left, Wang Lin looks like a waste, he trembles when he sees zombies, and his mouth is still complaining, and he is useless at first glance.

This can only join forces with the black-robed monk to see if he can find a chance for him to escape from this place.

This horse-faced monk really has some means, the crimson flame not only did not go out but burned more vigorously, the zombie's high-speed flight could not extinguish the flames, and its concealment tricks were cracked.

"Hurry up, how long will this flame last!" said the horse-faced monk when he saw that both of them were stunned, and they were about to vomit blood.

Only then did the two suddenly realize that they hurriedly slapped it from the storage bag.

Suddenly, black, red, and green rays of light flew out almost simultaneously, and quickly lightning shot towards the zombies, and the two magic weapons exuded a terrifying roaring momentum, making the zombies who were still being burned by the flames pause in mid-air, and the green eyes showed a fierce color.

He roared strangely, and bursts of black qi suddenly gushed out of his body, and under the stimulation of the black qi, hard armor grew all over his body.

The horse-faced monk's blood-colored knife and the black-robed monk's golden cone stabbed into the zombie's flesh and blood, causing the zombie to cry out in pain, while the fat shopkeeper's iron ring hit the zombie's body and circled back.

Seeing the zombie that had been hit hard by their magic weapon, both of them were overjoyed in their hearts and continued to command the magic weapon to attack.

And after the fat shopkeeper took back the iron ring, he changed to a mediocre magic weapon and continued to attack, of course, it was also in vain.

Watching every attack made this zombie let out a painful wail, but as the armor on its body gradually hardened, these two magic weapons slowly could not shake the zombie's defense, and the loud sound of "bell" on the body could no longer shake this defense.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, he had been fighting in Wanmayuan for so long, and he had never seen a zombie of this level, and a monk who cultivated to build a perfect foundation was three points stronger.

He was thinking in his heart, when a popping sound came, the magic weapons of the two were torn apart, and a black shadow flew over.

"What's the matter with this man?"

The horse-faced monk saw the zombie's appearance clearly and muttered. The black-robed monk not far from him had a slightly blue face, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Han Yu's eyes also showed a look of horror.

I don't know if it's because of it.,The zombies now have become completely different from just now.。

The zombie is now three feet tall, the fangs in its mouth have grown three inches, two pitch-black corners have grown on its head, and a pair of fleshy wings have grown from its back, which are constantly waving. And his body also emitted a strange change, and his whole body was covered with pale green spirit patterns, and he looked indescribably fierce.