Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"Give you a face, don't you?" Fan Jinyin stood up fiercely, and secretly picked up the golden turtle stick, preparing for a sap.

"Come on, you come in for me!"

The thirteenth from the left tried **** reason and was quite tough, and the thunder in the sky was even more cooperative, as if he was going to blow Fan Jin.

"You have the ability, you come out!" Fan Jin also felt dangerous to go in. Could it be that this guy is hiding something in the hall?

"You come in!"

"You come out!"

Fan Jin stood at the door, approaching a stick of incense, just arguing with the thirteenth left.

The water zombie on the thirteenth left, his face was not flushed, his breath was noisy, and he was tired, so he ate some Nine-turn Golden Pill, and Fan Jin shivered in anger.

"Do you really dare to be an old man?"

"cut!"

The thirteenth from the left didn't bother to talk to Fan Jin. The wishful golden hoop had disappeared, and the thirteenth from the left just carried his hands behind his back, disdainfully.

"You, come on, what do you want?"

Fan Jin also let out a long sigh, knowing that Zuo Thirteen can refine alchemy and tools, and has a good relationship with Shengxi. Now Fan Jin really has no choice but to take Zuo Thirteen.

The most serious one is Lu Jiuling behind the 13th from the left.

"I want all the celestial stones, treasures, and celestial arts!"

"What other direct disciples have, I must have them!"

"Also, after Mingtangdian, except for Shengxi, I have the final say!"

"Anything else?"

Fan Jin looked helplessly at Zuo Thirteen. He now had a feeling that he had led a wolf into the room a little bit. This disciple, the lion opened his mouth, obviously wanting to occupy the Ming Hall.

"Your golden turtle stick, lend me a few days!"

"dream!"

Fan Jin was finally angry, and the power of Human Wonderland burst out in an instant.

"Too much bullying!"

After Fan Jingang finished speaking, he moved thirteen steps toward Fan Jin from the left, becoming even more excited.

"Except for the golden turtle stick, you can promise you anything. Now that the sect is in trouble and needs you, you must be serious about it."

"real?"

The eyes of the thirteen on the left brightened, and the true identity of the disciple passed down to him was obtained. It would be easier to do some things. More importantly, immortal stones and treasures are the thirteenth important things from the left.

The thirteen from the left predicted that this time the catastrophe was really fierce, and if he was not careful, he might split the thirteen from the left into three treasures.

"Okay, I'll give it all to you, can't it?"

"You know how to refine weapons? With your knife, can you cut through the meteorite?"

"What meteorite?"

The thirteenth on the left didn't understand this, watching Fan Jin dig out of Qiankun's bag for a long time, the thirteenth on the left kept staring at it.

"Millennium Wenyu? Hundred-zhang three-star silk? Xuanhai Ice Soul? Galaxy Xuankong Stone?"

"Undead roots?"

The eyes of the thirteenth on the left were red, and the thirteenth on the left was seriously suspicious. Elder Fan Jin is a change of the Xuan Clan. This Fan Jin is too rich. Is this a Qiankun bag? This is the treasure house of Wanbao Pavilion.

As far as this is concerned, who dares to say that the cultivators of Jin Jiazong are poor.

"Thirteen from the left, enough, it's all accumulated by the old man."

"You can't use them all!"

"Rank Nine Golden Pill, I will provide it for a long time. I'm going to survive. Do you want me to die?"

"Ok!"

Fan Jin drooped his head and regretted opening the Qiankun bag. Seeing the thirteenth from left grabbed a handful of treasures, Fan Jinxin was bleeding.

The token is also useful. Fan Jin waved his hand again and called out three immortals from the Mingxin Temple. The immortals all exuded purple energy and were obviously of high grade.

"I don't need this!"

"Xianshi, I want Xianshi!"

"good!"

Helpless, Fan Jin raised his hand, and a fairy stone mine swooped down from the air.

"Don't tell, every Qingchuan self has a fairy stone mine?"

The eyes of the thirteenth left were straight, and the gap was too big, no wonder everyone wanted to be a direct disciple.

"You are a direct disciple of the head!"

"So, you have deducted all my things?" The thirteenth left looked at Fan Jin angrily.

Fan Jin looked at the ground awkwardly, the golden robe seemed to be wrinkled.

The thirteen from the left stared several times, and finally let go of Fan Jin, and then followed Fan Jin towards the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, the thirteenth from the left stopped at the door, and then forcefully took out a bottle of liquid medicine and dripped it into his eyes.

"What are you doing? Go in quickly, the elders of Ou Yezi are waiting for you."

"understood!"

The thirteenth from the left turned his head to weep with a sad face, and then screamed bitterly.

"My master, you finally think of me!"

"I am suffering, I was bullied!"

The thirteenth from the left was crying hoarsely, and within the trembling hall, the fairy gas rolled.

Bi Xuzi was with the smiling face and was talking to Ou Yezi, but after waiting for a long time, he finally waited for the thirteenth from the left, but it turned out to be like this.

The thirteenth from the left rushed into the hall. He wanted to hug Bi Xuzi's thigh, so he must hug it. In the future, he will have to stay in Jin Jiazong for a while.

As a result, when he rushed in, the thirteenth from the left was also a little dumbfounded.

The whole hall is full of people and immortals, and all the golden wheels are in the sky, accompanied by Dharma.

Jin Jiazong's four strongest palaces are all among them.

Regardless of the hall master, elders, or those direct disciples, they all looked at the thirteenth from the left.

Shengxi's face turned red, the Taoist couple was too embarrassed.

The thirteenth left blinked his eyes, the liquid dries up too quickly, and the thirteenth left can't act anymore.

"Well, this is your apprentice?" Ou Yezi looked at Zuo Thirteen. Is this really a fairyland? Isn't it too weak?

"evil creature!"

From the little disciple to the rebellious disciple, now he has become a wicked obstacle. Bi Xuzi blew his beard and stared at him. At the same time, he looked at Fan Jin who walked in from behind the thirteenth left with his head drooping.

"Master, I finally saw you!"

"You don't know, the bullying I have suffered recently!"

"I have been assassinated three times!"

Before Left Thirteen finished speaking, a faint voice came from around Left Thirteenth.

"Left thirteenth, who assassinated you?"

Thirteenth from the left looked up and saw a very handsome man who looked like a god. This man, who exudes the aura of gods and demons, has a golden wheel in the sky, and at a young age, has reached the high-grade fairyland, and is stronger than many elders.

The condensed light of the golden wheel is too dazzling.

"It's Oriental Sedum!"

The thirteenth from the left shouted again, he wanted to use this opportunity to ask Bi Xuzi to punish the Eastern Sedum, and the thirteenth from the left had to guard against the Eastern Sedum in the future.

"do you know him?"

Oriental Sedum looked down on the thirteenth from the left, with contempt in his sharp gaze.

"What do you mean? Doubt me? I'm a personal disciple?"

The thirteenth from the left took out the token and began to be arrogant and domineering.

"Thirteenth from the left, he is Oriental Sedum!"

The elder next to him couldn't stand it anymore. It was not good to make false accusations in front of Dongfang Jingtian.

"You are Oriental Sedum?"

The thirteen on the left was also stunned. He had never seen Oriental Sedum before. He really didn't expect that Oriental Sedum looks like this, especially the aura exuding from his body is stronger than Ling Daogu and the others.

This kind of strength is rare among disciples.

"Just like you?"

Dongfang Jingtian raised his head to look at Bi Xuzi, and slowly said: "Head, you apprentice, still come to falsely accuse me, do I need to assassinate? I can kill him with one hand."