Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Wearing Yunxian copper comes from immortals. Who has ever seen immortals in this world?

Qianzhong must believe, but where the thirteenth left, the ten thousand formations are collapsing.

The blue sky and the yellow spring were roaring, and the terrifying soul turned into an evil spirit, coming towards Qian Zhong.

"No way, my ancestor of a thousand races, what on earth is this?"

Qianzhong's eyes have been split, and the rune on the center of his eyebrows also split. Qianzhong at this time finally used the foundation. That was the Xuanhuang Continent, the first talisman.

This talisman created a thousand races.

At this time Qianzhong aroused this talisman, the blood chakra turned, and Qianzhong's figure became more and more blurred.

"kill!"

The thirteenth from the left had stopped in front of Qianzhong, and the distance between the two was only three feet. These three feet were a great moat. Wearing Yunxian Bronze was restrained by this force.

"This, this is a fairy? Is the legend true!"

Of course Qianzhong could see clearly, the peculiar bronze in the thirteenth hand on the left, exuding power, surpassed everything, just like Fulu.

"Mine, this should be mine!"

Qianzhong became greedy again. With such a thing, as long as Qianzhong possessed it, no one could defeat Qianzhong, even if the emperor appeared in the future.

"you want?"

The left thirteen gritted his teeth and his body collapsed. Hearing Qianzhong's desire, he suddenly raised his hand.

Chuanyunxian Arrow was sent directly.

Qianzhong instinctively caught it, but it was just a touch. Qianzhong's arm was turned into ashes, and an surpassing force blasted into Qianzhong's body.

"help me!"

Qianzhong looked at Fulu frantically. This Fulu was a talisman with his real name and also came from an immortal, so he should be able to save him.

It's a pity that the left thirteenth raised his hand, and the osseous mirror was held in his hand and slammed directly down.

At this time, the bone-through mirror was also stained with the blood of the thirteenth left. This blood turned into a blue talisman, and then the fierce might erupted, and the natal talisman was blasted out on the spot.

The thirteenth from the left burst again, and the natal talisman also shook in the air, and then fell apart.

"No!"

No one saved Qian Zhong, and even Qian Fanxue, who had been hiding, turned into powder on the spot when the formation broke. Huang Quan seemed to have been missed, and a burst of energy seemed to be coming out of the underworld.

The Road to Huangquan, that was only the first place of the underworld, and now the gates of **** have been completely opened. A chill swept across the sky.

Although this yellow spring is just a projection of the thirteen summons from the left.

The heavens and the earth are moving, and in the dark, above the nine heavens, it seems to cause an abnormal change.

"Does this **** kill us?"

Ying Hook floated out of the sky, staring fiercely at the blood of the thirteenth left. The blood of the thirteenth left is slowly recovering, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Left thirteenth, you want to die, don't drag me down!"

"Damn, damn!"

The winning hook is getting more and more irritable. If it had been before, the winning hook would have dealt with the thirteenth from the left. However, the thirteenth from the left awakened his blood, and he didn't know why he won the hook, so he never mentioned that he would use the thirteen from the left.

Even when the thirteenth on the left is in crisis, he will try to help the thirteenth on the left.

"What's wrong with me?"

The thirteenth from the left was dissatisfied with looking at the win hook, if it hadn't been for this guy to give up the fairy bronze, it wouldn't be the case. Isn't it just a broken projection? It's not a big deal.

"You, talking to you is a waste of time!" Yinggou was depressed.

The thirteenth from left is not clear, but Yinggou understands. The projection of Huangquan shattered, attracting the real underworld's attention. Yinggou is no longer the lord of Huangquan, and has fallen.

If discovered by those people, the win hook will not survive at all.

"Above the nine heavens, there is a great secret, you only need to know, if they know that I survived..."

Ying looked at the cracked netherworld space, his eyes faint, it was nether, extremely cold.

The thirteenth from the left also reacted, knowing in his heart that the existence of a win hook can be eliminated, so how strong is the enemy of the win hook?

"This underground palace, isn't the eighteenth floor?"

The thirteenth from the left just glanced, and was taken aback. Isn't it eighteen layers of hell? Why does it seem to have more layers?

It's just that, the 13th from the left didn't say it at all, because the win hook actually began to blur.

Originally Yinggou absorbed Xianfa, and recovered a little bit of soul power. But now, after the win hook is blurred, it has become more and more frivolous, really like a ghost.

At the same time, the earth was shaking, the **** was closing, and the yellow spring was billowing, and it went to the sky again, actively blocking it here.

The Sanshengshi in the distance dimmed, the road to Huangquan was also closed, and the existence of Nether was far away from the thirteenth left.

"I am really tired!"

"You have awakened the blood of Ya, work hard, rush out of the lower realm and enter the nine days!"

"My, thank you!"

The irritable win hook, calmly looked at left thirteenth, right in front of left thirteenth, blurred again, and took the initiative to move towards the left hand of left thirteenth. There is no need to close the left thirteen, and Yinggou is completely asleep.

"senior?"

Left Thirteen was stunned, Ying Gou really fell asleep, and he didn't even need to seal the King Qin's bone mirror. At this time, Ying Gou was really too weak.

"Huangquan, don't you save it?"

Light slowly appeared in the surroundings, and the thirteenth left looked at the projection deeply, and Ying Gou used his soul power to seal the connection between the projection and the real Huangquan.

The thirteenth from the left looked around, a piece of the remaining array talisman fell and landed on the Qin Wang's bone-through mirror. The bone-through mirror took the initiative to fuse the array talisman, and the traces of fragmentation on it slowly seemed to be healing.

"Able to restore the osteotomy?"

This may be the only surprise, Yinggoo fell asleep, and I don't know how long it will take to recover. The ten-year agreement between the two has basically been invalidated, because the thirteenth from the left has been completed in more than four years.

The thirteenth from the left is now comparable to the road scene.

Even the supreme, with the help of immortal bronze, can completely obliterate it. But when it comes to Immortal Copper, the left thirteen has a headache again.

The immortal bronze returned to his left hand and blended into an inch. The thirteenth left trembling violently. The body of the zombie king was very disgusted with the immortal bronze. It should even be said that the bloodline of the thirteenth left disgusted the immortal.

"Go back, don't worry them!"

After being in the Blood Spirit River for so long, Nanli Demon Sect was almost wiped out, which made Zuo Thirteen also embarrassed.

When the thirteenth from the left reappeared, there was silence all around.

The broken mountain, the dry river, the blessed land of all souls, have been turned into ruins. The foreign continent has also fallen, and the Nanli Demon Sect is left with these people, and the three clans have been wiped out.

In this world, the big monsters stood in the void, waiting. There are also strong men who survived the Demon Sect, who are also waiting.

When the thirteenth from the left appeared, a big demon half knelt down.

"Thank you Yaozun for revenge for the Yaozu!"

"Thank you!"

Not a big demon, but all these people, looking at Zuo Thirteen excitedly. The demon lord on the left thirteenth, even if it was not a demon, but in order to avenge Nanli Demon Sect, the three clans were destroyed.

"Won? We won?"

Only then did many people realize that they really won, the three clans were destroyed, and everything was dependent on the demon sovereign.