Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Under Hao sunset, many disciples screamed and were directly annihilated.

"what?"

Everyone looked at the people, and dozens of celebrity wonderland disciples were defeated just like that.

Huang Xiaohu and the others rushed out of gold armor, still unable to block the Heavenly King Hao Ri fist. In the void, the Law Bodies of Mozi Village laughed loudly.

"I said, you are all rubbish!"

A drop of blood splashed on the ground, Du Xian'er's body was already weak, and the surrounding Mingtang Hall disciples were lying in a pool of blood.

"too strong!"

Hua Lianlu looked at the sky in shock. If it weren't for the bodyguard, Hua Lianlu would be seriously injured. Even so, Hua Lianlu felt a terrifying energy, destroying the immortal energy.

"Humph!"

Practicing one by one, like crazy, headed towards Mozi Village.

"Junior Brother Mo!"

Huang Xiaohu raised his head, Mo Wanning wanted to fight Mozi Village.

At this moment, Mozi Village disappeared again and came to Du Xian'er.

"follow me!"

Mozi Village wanted to hold Du Xian'er and leave the island. Mozi Village is too crazy, in front of Jin Jiazong, to accept Du Xian'er.

"Too presumptuous!"

Hua Yuanji couldn't bear it anymore, how could his apprentice suffer such insults.

"Boom!"

Above the heaven and the earth, the pill fire rose, Hua Yuanji burst out the pill fire, causing Wen Liuli's pupils to shrink.

"Alchemy?"

"It turns out that there is also an alchemist in the Jin Jiazong?"

"never mind!"

Wen Liuli looked at Mozi Village again, and Mozi Village nodded. It is not wise to offend the alchemist, all major sect alchemists have specific connections.

Mozi Village Law Body also looked up, and saw Mo Wanning still chasing him. Mozicun hit again with a punch, and this punch was still the Heavenly King Haori Fist.

"boom!"

This place is completely annihilated.

Haoguangguang is shining, covering the island. The other disciples also felt it.

Mo Wanning stepped back, and in the midst of Haori, the Law Bodies of Mozi Village walked out of the trial island and took out the Golden Armor Order.

"too easy!"

After handing over the golden armor order, the Dharma body turned into a stream of air and returned to the body of Mozi Village.

On the island, there was a wailing. Most of them were Mingtang Hall disciples, except for Mo Wanning, the other disciples were all seriously injured. Especially Du Xian'er, her delicate body was shattered, and in her consciousness, there was still a remnant of the power of the heavenly king.

"Senior Sister!"

Gu Binghe saw that Du Xian'er was rescued, his eyes split.

Ji Xiaobai and others also watched, but they were helpless.

Mingtang Hall, this time there was no one to participate in this competition except Mo Wanning. Even Huang Xiaohu was hit hard and couldn't fight anymore.

"He did it on purpose?"

"possible!"

The people in Mingtang Hall are not stupid. Now that I want to come, Mozi Village targeted Du Xian'er on purpose.

The elders looked hard to look at each of them. Ling Daogu and others looked at Mozi Village and looked at Dongfang Zongming again. Dongfang Zongming sits above the town, looking down at Jin Jiazong.

At this moment, no one knew what Dongfang Zongming thought, but this competition was unfair to Mingtang Hall.

"Xianer!"

Hua Yuanji had come to Du Xian'er and the others, and took out gold cores.

"Master, big brother's!"

Du Xian'er said with difficulty, and when the thirteenth from left left, he left the Nine-turn Golden Core.

"Where is he?"

Gu Binghe also clenched his fists, the lord was not there, and the big brother was no more. If the two of them were there, how could Mingtangdian be so humiliated.

"Where is the big brother, where are you?"

Everyone wanted the thirteenth left to come back, and the Lord Shengxi wanted to come back.

Who could have imagined that Shengxi was now in the medicinal field, buried in the soil, and the flames on his body were devouring him. Shengxi's beautiful body has turned into bones, and above the bones, there is a flame of terror burning.

"Shengxi, hold on."

Lu Jiuling said softly, Lu Jiuling could not help Shengxi. Lu Jiuling had seen Dryman and received the help of Dryman. Dryman left a treasure. Lu Jiuling used this treasure to resurrect Shengxi.

"You must live!"

"Shengxi, did you hear that?"

Lu Jiuling said with difficulty again, bones in the fire, but there was no response. Among the bones, there are not only droughts, but also extreme fires. The sky fire is devouring, devouring the body of the drought.

"Boom!"

The blue sky array was completely opened, and countless currents flowed out from behind the thirteenth left. The water flowed into mines, and the left thirteen stared at the sky, breathing wildly.

"Come on, eighth level!"

The big formation had already broken a corner, but was able to hold on, throwing all the immortal stones into it. Even the thirteenth from the left took out a piece of the Nine-turn Golden Core, directly crushed them, merged with the blood of the zombie, and blended into it.

"boom!"

The lightning completely turned black, the eighth weight, every time it fell, the thirteenth from the left felt the brain buzzing, and the blood crystals were shaking.

The thirteen on the left had to endure the catastrophe while protecting the blood crystals. After all, among the blood crystals, the win hook is still fusing the Yin Yang mirror.

"hold onto!"

"On the last heavy, can the Xuanhuang Pagoda be used!"

The thirteenth from the left insisted that the use of the Xuanhuang Pagoda should be left at the end. Zuo Thirteen has been deduced countless times this time. The Xuanhuang Pagoda is the last base of the thirteenth from the left.

Even if Ying Gou had warned him, once the Xuanhuang Pagoda was used, it would be noticed by the great figures above the Nine Heavens.

Some great powers will perceive the emergence of innate spirit treasures. Especially like the Xuanhuang Pagoda, such a top innate spirit treasure, even the emperor would be greedy.

"There is no way!"

The thirteenth from the left gave a sorrowful laugh, and the thirteenth from the left wasted everything in the battle against the robbery. The blood on his body was almost empty, and the bones were pulled away one by one, and then re-growth, the thirteenth left felt that he was going to die.

He doesn't even have the strength to hold the Wishful Stick.

Had it not been for Bi Luo's injection, he would have finished.

"It's not easy for me!"

The thirteenth from the left showed a trace of anxiety again, and three more days passed, and the farther behind, the thirteenth from the left became more anxious.

"Hold on, you guys hold on to me."

"When I set foot on the Stiff God Realm, when I return, I must hold on to it."

The thirteenth from the left yelled again, and the stiff air exploded again. The thirteen eyes on the left completely turned into silver eyes. At that moment, the thirteen on the left actually used nine songs to face the Eighth Heavenly Tribulation.

"I plunder the catastrophe!"

"Heaven's Tribulation is also alive!"

The horror is so stiff, the sky is roaring, and the bones and wings are trembling crazily. The dark patterns all around made Zuo Thirteen turned into a demon god. Jiuqu, the real Jiuqu talent and supernatural power.

Within Huangquan, no one has comprehended Jiuqu in ancient times.

Now, among a zombie, the technique of nine songs is actually opened.

Even the win hook does not understand Jiuqu.

The zombie ancestor of water does not understand Jiuqu.

Among the origins of water, the secret of Jiuqu is the most mysterious.

Nine streams of water stretched out, and in the middle of the blue sky, nine streams of water also rushed out. This world's water is heading towards the sky.

If someone looked down from above, they would see that these nine streams of water, penetrating through the clouds, penetrating the atmosphere, had already appeared outside the heavenly realm.

In that star field, above the sky realm, there were nine currents unexpectedly. These nine streams, like nine tentacles, blasted into the heavens.