Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The chief elder of the Jialan Shenzong left, and he walked in anger. Fan Jin had already threatened that Zuo Shisan could not marry the Jialan Shenzong.

Fan Jin, who used to be wretched and vulgar in the past, completely figured out other things.

Within the Golden Armored Sect, other Ming Palaces also appeared, and the luck of the Golden Armored Sect made Haoguang only able to hold his breath. What's more, Zuo Shisan's identity is too special.

"When what am I?"

Zuo Shisan looked at Fan Jin with dissatisfaction. Fan Jin, this guy was shy and embarrassed, and asked Zuo Shisan to invite the immortal king.

"Thirteen, you're a zombie, that's not right." Fan Jin suddenly thought of something and looked at Zuo Thirteen in confusion.

"Aren't you from the lower realm?"

The black robe, the silver robe, and the golden robe Fan Jin all walked over and stared at Zuo Shisan.

"What's up?"

Zuo Shisan squinted at Fan Jin and the others, and said dissatisfiedly again: "Master, you care where I come from. Don't think about returning to the ruins."

"Then can you participate in the Xianmen Grand Competition?"

"what?"

Zuo Shisan was stunned for a moment, Fan Jin, this guy, originally wanted Zuo Shisan to represent Jin Jiazong and participate in the Xianmen Grand Competition. Xianmen Grand Competition, if he loses again, Jinjiazong's reputation will be bad, and it can't even stop Shenzong.

"That's fine!"

"Great!"

Fan Jin looked at Zuo Shisan with satisfaction, and introduced Zuo Shisan into Jin Jiazong, but Fan Jin's most foresighted thing.

At this moment, the fire of drought rushed out again from the side of Mingtang Hall.

This time, Zuo Thirteen had another headache.

"I have to be comforted!"

"Ugh!"

Zuo Shisan supported his waist and left the direction of the main hall. As soon as he left, he saw that Fan Jin's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Lingbao Tianzong, the suzerain has fallen, and Xianmen is ahead of schedule."

"Cangtianjie, it's messed up, I can't do anything about it."

"Ximen Xing promised me that I wouldn't tell Zongzi."

Lu Jiuling came out from the side, worriedly looking at his junior brother Jin Fan.

Only in front of Lu Jiuling, Fan Jin is united, that is the ancestor of Jin Fan.

"Do you think Ximen Xing is credible? Cultivating the Tao of Tianbao is too unforgettable. As long as people of our generation condense the status of gods, they are already immortals."

"You believe what an immortal said?" Fan Jin shook his head.

"I'm not worried about Zuo Thirteen. There is an immortal king behind Zuo Thirteen. I'm worried about Shengxi."

"Ximen Xing may let Zuo Shisan go, but once Hunter Zongsi finds the scorpion..." Fan Jin was silent.

In the hall, it is quite dignified.

"You can only take one step at a time, it's really not good..." Lu Jiuling's eyes became complicated.

"Never!"

Fan Jin refused directly. The Taoist lineage of Jinjiazong is here, at least there are ancestors of Jinjiazong in the upper realm. In any case, Fan Jin must protect the Taoist lineage of Cangtian Realm.

"On the top, there are not many human races."

"We are struggling!"

Fan Jin looked into the distance, which was the direction of Wanbao Pavilion. Behind the Wanbao Pavilion is the God of Wealth, the people of the Xuan clan, who rely on the vein of the God of Wealth to monitor the world.

In fact, from the very beginning, the Taoism of the human race was monitored.

"Ugh!"

"Actually, marriage is also fine."

Fan Jin was worried, and Zuo Shisan was also worried, holding the roasted whole sheep that was slightly burnt, and looked at Ji Shengxi.

Ji Shengxi's face was radiant, wearing a red dress, just like Hongxia.

The flames had dissipated, Ji Shengxi looked at Zuo Shisan with affection, the anger just now had long since dissipated.

"It came fast and went fast. It's all because of the drought."

"Master, let you participate in the competition."

"This competition will be ahead of schedule."

"Are you still going through the calamity?"

Ji Shengxi is still worried about looking at Zuo Shisan, both of them are zombies, Ji Shengxi, as a drought, can survive the catastrophe safely. The real calamity of the drought is not in this world, but in the final fire robbery of backlash, that is when the body of the drought is completely consummated.

"It's still a little bit worse. My current zombie body is different."

"Thirteen, I can help you." Ji Shengxi looked at Zuo Thirteen seriously.

"never mind!"

Zuo Shisan rubbed his waist and combined with the dry scorpion, it was too terrifying. If it weren't for the water zombies, try other zombies, they would have been roasted long ago.

"You despise me?" Ji Shengxi's pupils shrank, and the roasted whole sheep turned into powder.

"How can it be!" Zuo Shisan had already laughed.

"Then let's say it, let's retreat together and practice hard!"

"Together? Mingtang Palace, you don't care?"

Zuo Shisan quickly reminded him not to retreat together. Zuo Shisan still has the secret of winning the hook, what's more, this time Qin Wudi passed down the upgraded version of "The Book of Chaos", Zuo Shisan still needs to understand it.

Most importantly, Zuo Thirteen needed to practice a book of exercises to use the Ruyi Golden Hoop. Zuo Thirteen is now preparing, preparing to fight against those immortals.

"Mingtang Palace has me!"

"Shengxi, don't look at me like that, I..."

The flame rushed out again, Zuo Shisan's figure was swallowed by the flame, and then a special voice came again.

…

A month later, Zuo Shisan walked out of the hall, trembling.

Soon, Zuo Shisan entered the original hall, and directly sealed the hall with the Bi Luo formation. The next practice, that is Zuo Thirteen.

Everywhere in Jinjiazong is in retreat. The Immortal Sect is ahead of schedule, and must complete the training in this year to represent the Golden Armor Sect.

Every elite disciple is preparing.

Hua Lianlu, Lu Yun, Mo Wanning, Gu Binghe and others are all in retreat.

Jinjiazong is peaceful.

But just today, where the Jinjiazong Mountain Gate was, a cloudy wind suddenly blew. In this dark wind, a yellow-faced youth came from the wind.

Looking at Jinjiazong Mountain Gate, he stretched out his hand directly.

"boom!"

The mountain gate was directly smashed, and a famous Taoist soldier was directly blown out.

"Who are you?"

These Dao soldiers were about to ask clearly, the yellow-faced boy just stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly.

The mountain gate guarded three thousand soldiers. At the same time, everyone was separated from the body, and the soul of the fairy was shaken out.

There are fleshly bodies lying on the ground, and these Taoist soldiers are in a state of soul, which is quite strange.

"Fengdu Palace, Yuechen West!"

"Let Zuo Thirteen, get out of here for me."

"My sister, why don't you qualify?"

Yue Qianqian's disciple, Yue Chenxi, who was born with a soul vein, came to the Golden Armored Sect.

Yuechenxi, but famous all over the world, one of the four major walks. Yuechenxi has been practicing outside, and even walked into a foreign land. Fengdu Palace Yuechen West, one of the youngest fairyland.

Walking, on behalf of the sect. Since Yuechen West walked the world, no one could defeat Yuechen West.

No one knows how many means Yue Chenxi has. After all, the yin and yang way of life and death controlled by Fengdu Palace is too esoteric.

"Moon Walk?"

The people of Jin Jiazong got the news, and they stood in the void one by one, watching Yue Chenxi look at these people coldly.

"Golden Armor Sect, it's too deceiving!"

Yue Chenxi was really angry, and he stepped out. On the steps of the Golden Armored Sect, any creature was blasted out of the flesh and turned into a soul by a mysterious force.