Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

In Wanbao Pavilion, Han Guangzhi looked at the thirteenth from left in surprise. The thirteenth from left once again took out millions of celestial stones to exchange treasure with Wanbao Pavilion.

"so much?"

"Are you crazy?"

With the mysterious powers of the Xuan Clan, Han Guangzhi found that Zuo Shisan was too rich in money.

"Where did you get it?"

"Hurry up and trade!"

The left thirteen rubbed his eyebrows, and the win hook was still in the blood crystal. The severe pain in the head came from time to time, which caused the thirteenth left to add to this problem in the past few days.

"Cattle!"

Han Guangzhi got excited, knowing that Han Guangzhi had already been promoted last time with the 13th left trade. Han Guangzhi has opened his four eyes.

The thirteenth from the left was trading, but the voice of another Xuan clan came from outside the room.

"Brother Han, someone is looking for Senior Brother Zuo 13!"

"what?"

The thirteenth from the left was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that someone would be looking for it.

"Who?"

The thirteenth from left obtained a lot of treasures, all of which were made by refining the formation. Following the beauty of the Xuan clan, the thirteenth from the left walked into a private room again.

"Jiang Rou?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback. The last time I saw Jiang Rou in this private room.

When the door was pushed open, not only Jiang Rou, but Hua Lianlu and others, all smiled and looked at the thirteenth on the left.

"Are you out?"

Jiang Rou was the most pleasantly surprised, with charming eyes and full of tenderness. When he came to Zuo Shisan, he even showed a kind of heartbreak.

"You have suffered!"

"How can she treat you this way."

Jiang Rou was talking about Shengxi, Mingtangdian, and they all knew about it. The thirteenth from left has had an inhuman life recently.

"Thirteenth from the left, the Taoist couple can also break the contract."

"Ahem!"

Left Thirteen stared at Hua Lianlu. If Hua Lianlu's proposal were to be made known to Shengxi, Left Thirteen might not be able to do anything.

"What are you doing here?"

The thirteenth from the left was sitting directly next to Jiang Rou, and he didn't mind having a good relationship with Jiang Rou, causing Hua Lianlu and the others to laugh.

"Don't you know? Zongmen is ahead of schedule."

"We all have to prepare!"

"Taibi?"

The thirteenth from the left slapped his head, and Jin Jiazong's big competition every 100 years was about to begin. All elite disciples of the sect must participate. The top ten people will get the Golden Armor Sect Immortal Artifacts and Immortal Techniques.

More importantly, as long as he is favored by the elders, he will become a direct disciple.

Among them, the first three will be selected by the Jin Jiazong and sent to the secret place, which can increase the cultivation level very quickly, and can also get the blessing of the Jin Jiazong ancestors, and the strength of the golden armor is increased by one level.

"Xianmen Grand Competition? You all participate!"

"Of course, this time, we have to participate. We come to Wanbao Pavilion to exchange some treasures."

"Left thirteenth, are you attending?"

Hua Lianlu was also curious, did the thirteenth from left participate in the competition? You know, with the battle of the endless abyss, Hua Lianlu can be sure that the thirteenth from the left is not a simple real fairyland at all, comparable to a fairyland.

"No, no time!"

"You won't participate?"

Jiang Rou was also stunned. She didn't expect that the thirteenth left gave up.

"I have passed it personally, besides, what am I doing?"

"If you don't participate, that's it!"

At this moment, outside the private room, an icy voice came.

"Oriental Sedum?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, and there was no need to go out to know that Oriental Sedum had also come to Wanbao Pavilion.

Wanbao Pavilion prohibited martial arts competitions, and Dongfang Jingtian led the disciples of Mingmai Palace and walked in.

"you!"

Jiang Rou looked at Dongfang Sedum angrily, and Dongfang Sedum was embarrassed to appear in front of her.

Behind Dongfang Jingtian, Dongfang Muren followed, and took the initiative to nodded towards the left thirteen: "Junior Brother Zuo!"

The people in Mingmai Hall all looked at Dongfang Muren.

Dongfang Muren was still dull and didn't care about anything.

The thirteen from the left also nodded, and looked at Dongfang Sedum again.

"If you participate, I will defeat you completely in Sendai."

"Left thirteenth, you are not a real fairyland at all!"

Oriental Sedum is too arrogant and ignores anyone. Oriental Sedum is known as the first young generation of Jin Jiazong. Especially with other Shenzong disciples, they have also fought, very strong.

"Do you care?"

"Did you let you in?"

"Do you understand the rules?"

"Left thirteenth, what are you crazy about? Our big brother, in Wanbao Pavilion, but a distinguished guest!"

"Yes, did you see it!"

The disciple of Mingmai Hall pointed to the sign on the waist of Dongfang Jingtian. This is given by Wanbao Pavilion, the Golden Fortune card, this brand represents the status of Oriental Sedum in Wanbao Pavilion.

Real VIP.

"I can enter any private room!"

"Even, I can let you out!"

Dongfang Jingtian sneered and looked at the thirteenth from the left. Just after speaking the truth, he saw Han Guangzhi running in at the door.

"Brother Zuo, I am from the elder, and I got you a colorful jade medal specially for you."

"Huh? Dongfang Brother?"

Han Guangzhi also looked at Oriental Sedum with a professional smile on his face.

"Caiyu?"

The disciple of Mingmai Hall was stunned, and Dongfang Jingtian was stunned.

The Caiyu brand can only be owned by senior elders. Dongfang Jingtian, as the young master of the Mingmai Palace, plus his own financial resources, was able to obtain gold.

The thirteenth guy from the left came to Wanbao Pavilion several times, and it turned out to be a Caiyu brand.

"hehe!"

The left thirteen smiled, looked at Han Guangzhi very satisfied, and hooked his hook.

"I own the Caiyu brand, can I let you out?"

"Oriental Sedum, get out!"

Thirteen points on the left did not give face, and pointed to the door.

"Dare you let me go?"

Oriental Sedum was angry, and in the entire Jin Jiazong, Oriental Sedum was comparable to an elder. Even when discussing matters, Oriental Sedum is eligible to participate.

On the thirteenth left, a son-in-law, a disciple of Mingtangdian, dared to disobey Oriental Sedum many times.

"Brother, let's go." Dongfang Muren shook his head.

"This is Wanbao Pavilion!"

Oriental Sedum suppressed the anger in his heart and slowly recovered his calm.

"Thirteenth from the left, do you think we can't fight if we don't participate in the competition?"

"Hehe, you wait!"

Oriental Sedum smiled mysteriously and led the crowd before leaving. Where he left, a fairy power appeared, and this fairy power sealed the door.

"This Brother Dongfang!"

Han Guangzhi looked depressed, Dongfang Sedum left immortal prestige, which was ugly to the left thirteen.

Not only is it thirteenth from the left, in the private room, no one cares about Oriental Sedum.

"Thirteen, among the big competition, first, you can challenge the elders!"

"You have to be careful!"

Hua Lianlu's face was difficult to look, Jiang Rou also understood, and looked at Zuo Thirteen worriedly.

"How can I take part in the competition!"

After the thirteenth left, he walked over without even looking at this Xianwei.

Xianwei blasted on the left thirteen, and the left thirteen just glared, crushed by a force. The thirteenth from the left was about to break through the dead **** realm soon.

This strand of power destroyed Xianwei on the spot.

"what?"

Han Guangzhi also looked at in surprise, and left thirteen with his hands on his back, and left easily and simply left.

"He is stronger!"