Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"I wish Senior Sister, Senior Brother Zuo, is with us."

"My cause and effect, not everyone can accept, I only promise you."

Zhu Xiaoe didn't even look at the thirteenth from the left, and walked faintly, the barrier formed by the banana beads has been integrated into the eight wildfires.

"Brother Zuo!"

Wang Tong was anxious. There was no Zuo Thirteen by his side. He was really worried about Zhu Xiao'e.

"You go in first, I'll just figure out a solution!"

The thirteen from the left nodded at Wang Tong. Wang Tong really had no choice. The barrier moved, and they could only enter the crack.

The thirteen from the left looked at Zhu Xiaoe's back, and didn't say much.

"Causality, what the **** is it?"

The voice of Yinggou rose again and said softly: "Buddhas pay attention to cause and effect. In fact, everything in the world has cause and effect. The path of cause and effect comes from the deity."

"Tianzun?"

The thirteenth from the left also knows that Yinggou doesn't understand the avenue of cause and effect. After all, the win hook is a zombie. If you don't enter the six realms, how can it be contaminated with cause and effect. Zombies, but the culprit of being rejected.

"Bahuanghuo?"

The thirteenth from the left smiled again and walked into the crack. Huangquan Nether Fire envelops the thirteenth from the left, and the thirteenth from the left looks at the surrounding destruction fire, slowly enveloping it with the Nether Fire of Huangquan.

"For absorption!"

"Rather than destruction, Huangquan Nether Fire is also one of the fires of destruction."

"The only difference, Huangquan Netherfire, and that glimmer of life."

"Senior, I think I am a fire zombie."

The thirteen from the left joked, but he thought of Shengxi again in his heart. After leaving Jin Jiazong for so many days, what happened to Ji Shengxi?

After absorbing the eight wild fires, the Huangquan Netherfire became more and more secluded, and the destructive power shed a wisp of excitement on the left thirteenth.

Compared with the supernatural power of water, the Nether Fire in the left thirteen's body gradually became the life-saving purpose of the left thirteen.

Walking slowly, the eight wild fires within the cracks roared again.

Magma appeared again in front of him, and the thirteenth from the left vaguely looked at Wang Tong and others, disappearing into the magma.

"It's really amazing that Zhu Xiao'e owns banana beads. What is she looking for when she enters here?"

The thirteenth from the left can only continue walking. The surrounding flames rose again, and in the magma, Zuo Thirteen's face sank. The flames here are terrifying.

Huangquan Nether Fire formed a set of fire armor on the left thirteen, which made the left thirteen stop, and slowly stretched out his hand, deep into the magma.

"You guy!"

Ying smiled, and the thirteenth from the left wanted to consider whether the zombie body could resist the power of destruction.

The right hand instantly turned into white bones, and above the white bones, the power of destruction corroded everything.

"How does this power feel wrong?"

"The Conferred God Formation, how terrifying is it?"

"Terror? That is simply destroying the world!"

The magma flowed down in the palm of the hand, and the bones couldn't bear it. The thirteenth left shook it, staying away from the magma.

The Xugu Mountain was on the periphery of the Conferred God Relics, and it was able to cause severe injuries to the left thirteenth.

If you really want to get inside, you don't necessarily encounter anything.

What's more, what is the existence of that big hand hidden in this bone mountain?

Huangquan Netherfire continued to absorb the eight wildfires, and the thirteenth from the left also walked into the magma.

The thirteenth from the left heard it again. Hearing the voices of Wang Tong and others, it was obvious that they had entered another layer of the rock wall. The thirteen from the left speeded out, a crack appeared again in the front, and the thirteen from the left walked in.

"what?"

When you see it, this is a tunnel. In the Bone Ruins Mountain, a tunnel appeared unexpectedly, and the power of destruction had dissipated, and the place where the tunnel was connected, once again heard the exclamation of Wang Tong and others.

Under the soldier's pupil, the thirteenth from the left also saw that at the end of the tunnel, there was actually a white jade gate. Wang Tong and others have already stepped on the steps, looking up at Bai Yumen.

This huge white jade gate, the vitality radiating from the whole body, let the spirit spring flow on the steps.

"Sister Wish, what is this place?"

"Here is a treasure land!"

Zhu Xiao'e said softly, this place used to be a great power, living in seclusion in the bone mountain, using the eight wildfires to practice, and want to fly to the immortal world.

Of course, this great power was once related to Zhu Xiaoe's ancestor.

When Zhu Xiaoe came this time, he had to enter Baiyumen and wait for the treasure.

"How to open this door?"

Wang Tong and others came to Bai Yumen and wanted to take a closer look. Zhu Xiaoe's hand has been placed on Bai Yumen.

"I am coming!"

Zhu Xiaoe said lightly, and Bai Yumen opened slowly, very energetic, welcoming Zhu Xiaoe.

"Can it be like this?"

Wang Tong took a breath, and in an instant, a huge radiance burst out.

"My God, all are fairy artifacts!"

"This is the hall of the refiner!"

Everyone was shocked. Before entering the door, they saw a handful of fairy artifacts inserted in the hall. These are the top fairy artifacts, and even at the front, there are three spiritual artifacts.

Above these fairy artifacts, there are artifact souls.

The closest to Wang Tong was a set of beads comparable to eighteen water-repelling beads. Each bead contained a foreign land. Eighteen beads hovered on the ground, and there was a chain on the ground.

In the sky above the beads, there are eighteen beauties.

Wang Tong looked at his eyes straight, and the eighteen beauties were waiting to be released, and looked at Wang Tong shyly. This charming smile may not be able to bear.

The instrument soul next to it was a Suzaku, and the Suzaku ascended its wings and wanted to spread its wings high. The flames emitting from Suzaku's body were actually eight wildfires.

On the other side, there is a spirit that resembles a snarling dog, and there seems to be a Houndstooth Fairy Sword.

Wang Tong and the others came up sluggishly, there were 36 fairy artifacts here.

"I promised you, you can choose one of these fairy tools." Zhu Xiaoe said lightly.

"Sister Wish, is it really possible?"

Wang Tong and others were pleasantly surprised, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with following Zhu Xiaoe.

"Naturally, it is possible to have only one fairy weapon!"

"Relax, we know the rules!"

"Brothers, choose a fairy!"

Wang Tong walked towards the Eighteen Beauty Beads. The beauties looked forward to it, giggling, turned into fairy lights and merged into the Beauty Beads.

Others also took the celestial tools one after another, and got these top celestial tools, and their combat power doubled.

"This time, I will be able to solve the problem once again when I meet those kuiniu Dao soldiers from Zongheng Shenzong."

"I can too. I only get the dragon soul whip, which suppresses three thousand dragon souls."

"Haha, I am the son and mother Tong Shanding, the power is quite terrifying!"

These casual cultivators were all happy to choose the fairy weapon, but they didn't see that Zhu Xiao'e had already come to the spiritual weapon. Three spiritual weapons, two swords and one sword, were inserted into the ground, like a slanted mountain.

Zhu Xiaoe took a look and shook his head again.

"The Han-blood sword I am looking for is not here, Patriarch, has your evil thoughts turned into boneless hands?"

"I will find the Han Blood Sword and destroy your evil thoughts. I will definitely do it."

"If I get the Han Blood Sword, I can attach to the Han Blood Sword and be promoted to Earth Immortal!"

Zhu Xiaoe's blood is the legendary Han blood. Zhu Xiao'e wants to revive his blood and promote to the fairyland. The Han blood clan is also a legendary clan in the human race.

"Are these people happy?"

"The real Han blood sword needs human blood to open!"

"These 16 people should be enough!"

"They are all casual cultivators, and they have all explained the cause and effect with me. They also communicate evil cultivators, and want to forge greater cause and effect with me."

"Causal cycle, great!"