Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Zhou Haohan moved towards the Banyu Sect, these people were still discussing, Lin Jiudao, as the sovereign, made these people retreat one after another.

"Brother, that's so handsome!"

Lin Piaoling immediately came to Zuo Shisan, the young master is still so powerful, and has always been protecting her.

"Floating, how come you have become a sect?"

Left thirteenth had a lot to say to Lin Piaoling, and at this time Wei Xiliu and others also walked out. This time, they looked at Zuo thirteen in awe.

Now the thirteenth from the left, has become the Crown Feather King, and can be comparable to the Supreme, much stronger than them.

"How many years is this?"

Some people are sighing, they feel a kind of pressure. In the past, in the Xuanhuang Continent, the spirit kings were all supremely powerful, but in recent years, as the path of emperor was opened, more and more powerful were born.

Even the old monsters that have been secretive for several generations have also emerged, making them these people have become ordinary powerhouses.

The sage, the great realm, and the supreme are the real strong.

"Brother, go in first!"

Lin Piaoling is now the right guardian, and he opened up a dojo here. However, in this dojo, the thirteenth left still saw the Kunlun God Kings.

But these people saw the thirteenth from the left and were silent.

It was a group of blue palaces, in this group of palaces, the former Beizhen and others were all here.

Beizhen Palace!

Here, Lin Piaoling has become Jin Ling's protector and also the Kunlun saint.

The Kunlun people also stayed in this Beizhen Palace. However, the atmosphere here is not very good. On the road from the left thirteenth, I noticed the aura of Kunlun people around the left thirteenth.

"what is that?"

Qin Lan also raised her head and suddenly looked at the sky above Beizhen Palace. At this time, in the sky above, golden branches were hanging down. These branches manifested in the clouds, and the breath exuding was thick and simple.

"Master, the golden tree of luck!"

"Borrowed from Kunlun!"

"This is the golden tree of luck?"

Qin Lan watched in shock, and Leng Qi also said quietly: "West Kunlun, the ancestor of the earth veins, all mountains and rivers are in the depths of Kunlun. There is a **** tree guarding it. In ancient times, there were strong men who took the branches of the gods and established the gods. country."

"What is the use?"

The thirteenth left had just finished speaking, and suddenly heard a melodious voice from the Beizhen Palace opposite.

"This tree, in addition to improving luck, entering the tree species, one year outside, a hundred years inside!"

"what?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, which was similar to the bloodstone space. One year in the outside world, one hundred years in the inside, no wonder Ban Yuzong has such confidence and wants to compete with Zhou Yinxian.

At the gate of the temple, a man in a long gown, with the sun, the moon and the stars above his head, stepped out of the kingdom of God, his gaze was like a god, and that aura was breathtaking.

"Kunlun Daosheng!"

Leng Qi lowered her voice again and said, Kunlun Dao Sage, that is the strongest Sage of the Kunlun Clan. The saint is the great realm, inheriting the Kunlun magic arts.

Dao Sheng Lin Yi, originally from the Protoss, came here this time under the **** son Lin Yan, and has been guarding the Beizhen Palace.

"Are you thirteenth from the left?"

Lin Yi also looked to the left thirteenth seriously, especially staring at the body of the left thirteenth. The sun, the moon and the stars were turning, and Lin Yi's expression suddenly became cold.

"Dead!"

"You are not a creature!"

"Lin Daosheng, what do you mean?"

Lin Piaoling looked at Lin Yi dissatisfied, and Lin Yi actually said that the eldest brother is a dead soul. Lin Piaoling can tolerate everything in Kunlun, and absolutely can't tolerate someone in Kunlun insulting Zuo XIII.

The thirteenth from the left didn't mind, the secret of the flesh was discovered, and Lin Yi in this great realm had both eyes convergent.

"Let's go in!"

"You can't go in!"

Lin Yi suddenly stood up and stood in front of the thirteenth from the left. At the same time, he said to Lin Piaoling, "Master Saint, I am guarding your side. It is impossible for you to be contaminated by the dead."

"This thirteenth from the left, there is a problem!"

"He is my brother!"

"Holy woman, you are the saint of Kunlun, and you will return to Kunlun sooner or later. Son of God, we are still waiting for you."

Lin Yi remained unmoved, the surrounding **** kings stood up one by one, and these people all obeyed the Kunlun Taoist sage.

"Back to Kunlun?"

The thirteenth from left heard what it was, and looked at Lin Piaoling deeply. But at this time Lin Piaoling was a little panicked, she didn't want to go back to Kunlun, and there were still many things that she hadn't done.

"The undead evade!"

Lin Yi suddenly raised his hand, and the magic rune came out of his hand, and directly stuck it towards the thirteenth left forehead. Kunlun Rune suppresses evil spirits, Kunlun is one of the oldest races.

The magical runes are unpredictable, and Lin Yi's magical charm can suppress all evil spirits.

The thirteenth from the left did not hide, the forehead was put on yellow paper, and the thirteenth from the left sighed.

"Enough?"

"what?"

Lin Yi's pupils shrank, and the thirteenth from the left didn't react at all. Even if it is not an evil spirit, ordinary people will be posted and killed directly.

"I have something to say to Piaoling!"

The thirteenth from the left didn't mind, and directly pushed Lin Yi away and walked towards the hall door. Tao Zhu and others followed, and stared blankly at the yellow paper on the left thirteen forehead.

"What's this kidding?"

"This is the Kunlun Rune? Isn't it useful at all?"

"Do you still hope to be useful? The boss doesn't care at all!"

"Nonsense, even Zhou Haohan was beaten up, still caring about Kunlun?"

All these people caused Lin Yi's forehead to be throbbing, and the dignified Kunlun Daosheng was actually ignored. And how could the undead on the left thirteenth be able to bear the Kunlun rune.

"Get out!"

Lin Piaoling scolded, after all, she was the saint of Kunlun, she was still majestic.

The spacious and bright hall, above the golden tree of luck, makes the spirit here a hundred times more than the outside world, and at the same time, it also makes it seem that there are rivers of spirits in the hall.

In the Linghe, there was the impression of golden scales leaping and inside the hall, which made Tao Zhu and others exclaimed.

"Developed, is this more developed than before?"

"No wonder the hall master unites Kunlun to become a sect. It turned out to be a sect. There are such benefits?"

Lin Piaoling let Leng Qi arrange, let Tao Zhu and others choose the palace, and enter the golden tree of luck as soon as possible to retreat. Now the half fish sect needs the strong.

Now the guardian of the half-fish sect is still attached to Kunlun.

"Sister Qin, I want to talk to my brother alone!"

After all settled down, Lin Piaoling finally came to Zuo Thirteen, and he had a lot to say to the eldest brother.

Qin Lan also understood that what the two people were talking about should be very important.

"Let me experience it!"

Qin Lan asked Leng Qi to lead and head towards the golden tree of Qi Luck. If he could practice in it for a while, at least he would have a chance to break through the evil arts.

The thirteenth left steadily sat, looking at Lin Piaoling, and finally got serious.

"Sister, where is she?"

The thirteenth from the left must know about Xia Ling, who is also a teacher and friend. The two experienced too many things in the blood bead space.

Xia Ling was alone, lonely, from the dark ages, sleeping again and again, fighting again and again, their clan was too miserable.