Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"Zhu Xiao'e, are you a dog?"

The Forbidden City began to shatter, and everything around it was shattering. The land of seven emotions that Zhu Xiao'e experienced has begun to return to its originality.

Zhu Xiaoe's clothes reappeared, and she once again turned into the arrogance of Jialan Shenzong.

The blood sword of the Han Dynasty was placed under the neck of the left thirteen, and Zhu Xiaoe's face was ashen.

Zuo Shisan pointed to the blade and said again: "I'm saving you."

"Shut up, what did you do to me, don't you know?"

"What have you done?"

Zuo Shisan pointed innocently. Whenever, he still cares about undressing, after all, it was to wake up Zhu Xiaoe.

The tranquility on her face was gone, Zhu Xiaoe looked at Zuo Shisan, still murderous.

"What's the matter? People are in love with you, and they are about to enter the bridal chamber. Can't I stop it?"

"Come on, you and Yuwen Shangshui, that ghost are together."

Zuo Shisan also had a temper, squinting, looking at Zhu Xiaoe.

"you!"

Zhu Xiaoe is so angry, she has never seen such a **** man, no, **** zombie, Zuo Shisan is not a man.

"boom!"

The Han Blood Sword slashed into the void, and in the darkness, the sword energy was like blood, but it did not tear the darkness. After this sword energy, there was a cold voice.

"Who are you? Ruined my dark emotions!"

"You killed Yuwen Shangshui?"

In the dark, that is the invisible Lord. In the Qifei Tiangong, apart from Zongling, the strongest creature, darkness appeared in the void.

The darkness is invisible, but under the sword of Han blood, the appearance of Yuwen Shangshui's youth is once again condensed.

"Yes, I killed it."

Zuo Shisan directly admitted, and even still squinted, said to Yuwen Shangshui: "And all the Taoist temples, the ghosts of Zongling Qifei Tiangong, all have been solved."

"what?"

Zhu Xiao'e was stunned. When she entered here, she was discovered by Yuwen Shangshui and entered the dark world. Left Thirteen alone, destroying the other ghosts of the ancient sect?

The Han blood sword was slowly put down. After all, their enemy was Luo Feng Liutian.

"It's just you, Biao!"

"you!"

Zhu Xiaoe has begun to grind her teeth, the dignified Jialan Shenzong, the quiet and cold Zhu Xiaoe, every time she encounters Zuo Shisan, she can't hold back her anger.

"Luo Feng six days, is this how you deal with it?"

"That Fan Shuhai has already left here, they are going to take action against the team participating in the sect."

"Use the soul to summon the spirit of Huangquan."

"How do you know this?"

The angry Zhu Xiaoe was surprised again. She didn't get it out, but Zuo Shisan was found out. No wonder Kuang Tianyou chose Zuo Shisan.

"Next time, don't be so impulsive." Zuo Shisan suddenly looked straight at Zhu Xiaoe.

This kind of concerned look made Zhu Xiaoe a little uncomfortable. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Yuwen Shangshui roaring: "What do you think of me?"

"They were all killed by you?"

"who are you?"

The darkness rolled, and the dark ancestors wandered from the darkness. The surroundings of Yuwen Shangshui began to twist, and a ghostly aura instantly enveloped everything.

The sky is like ink, and the surroundings are like ink.

In the roar of Zulong, Zhu Xiaoe and Zuo Shisan were like ants.

Yuwen Shangshui exudes power, which is more terrifying than Earth Wonderland. These days, Yuwen Shangshui has regained a certain strength in the ancient sect.

"confident?"

Zuo Shisan didn't answer Yuwen Shangshui, but instead looked at Zhu Xiaoe.

Zhu Xiaoe's eyes became cold, compared to Zuo Shisan, Zhu Xiaoe would kill Yuwen Shangshui.

"He is dead, and he actually dares to let me enter the Seven Emotions."

"you alone?"

Zuo Shisan was sure to smell it again, and Zhu Xiao'e scolded and rose into the sky.

"Oh, this woman, you can't listen to me!"

The blood sword of the Han Dynasty exudes a powerful sword energy. In front of the dark ancestor dragon, three thousand hairs appeared again on Zhu Xiaoe's bald head. Every hair strand is actually connected to Yuwen Shangshui's body.

Zulong was entangled by these hair strands, the dragon scales collapsed, the dragon blood was splattered, and the entire dragon body was swept away.

"cause and effect?"

Yuwen Shangshui said in a low voice, he really didn't expect that in the dark world, he used karma, and Zhu Xiaoe's karma was actually hidden and kept on his hair.

"Long hair, short knowledge, your hair is long enough, but your knowledge is not good."

"Thirteen Zuo, can you shut up?"

Zhu Xiao'e turned back and scolded, and once again used powerful swordsmanship to fight with the dark ancestor dragon. Ancestral dragons were cut by the blood sword of the Han Dynasty, and a lotus platform appeared at the feet of Zhu Xiaoe.

"Jia Lan, Lotus Town!"

Zhu Xiao'e used supernatural powers on Yuwen Shangshui, and the surrounding lotus pads descended, turning into seals and falling to Yuwen Shangshui.

"is that useful?"

Yuwen Shangshui is invisible, let these seals fall. Yuwen Shangshui stretched out his hand again, and an Ancestral Dragon in his hand re-condensed a black long sword.

The elder family went directly towards the Han Blood Sword.

"boom!"

The dark sword qi and the guardian sword qi of the Han blood sword collided together to form a fate. The seven emotions and six desires came out again, and Zhu Xiaoe's face was sometimes angry, sometimes joyful, and more complicated.

Three thousand hair strands were cut off.

The sword qi of Han blood is slowly diminishing.

"Zhu Xiao'e, what do you think I did to you in the Seven Loves?"

"You are still mine after all!"

Yuwen Shangshui smiled grimly, and was about to do something to Zhu Xiaoe.

"boom!"

The wishful stick smashed directly into the darkness, and Yuwen Shangshui's face collapsed directly. One Zulong was pierced through the dragon's body by a stick on the spot, and then the other Zulong was also put on by the Ruyi stick.

"What's yours? Do you want a face?"

"Do you have a body? What are you pretending to be?"

Zuo Thirteen took one step out, holding the wishful stick and smashing it.

"you!"

Zhu Xiaoe showed a smile when she saw Zuo Shisan like this.

Yuwen Shangshui stepped back again and again, but he didn't endure it. Especially on the thirteen sticks on the left, the Yellow Spring Netherfire was burning, and the black sword did not stop it.

"Huangquan? You are also from Huangquan."

"boom!"

Stiffness erupted instantly, and Zuo Thirteen was the great devil, descending into the darkness.

"I am your ancestor!"

Zuo Shisan, who was furious, started frantically. Slaying the dragon with the left hand, directly with a knife thirteen, beheading the remaining Zulong. The Ruyi stick in his right hand was thrown into the darkness, and among the sticks, the ghostly fire of the Yellow Spring was burning, suppressing the darkness.

The silver glove was raised, Zuo Shisan had already come to the sky over Yuwen Shangshui, and smashed it down with a punch.

The condensed body of darkness shattered on the spot.

Countless darkness burst out, and everything around was calm.

Darkness still exists.

Zuo Shisan looked at the darkness and looked at Zhu Xiaoe again.

"This is the battle, you were too weak just now."

"You are weak."

Zhu Xiaoe looked at Zuo Shisan, glared fiercely, and then slashed out with a sword.

"Your seven emotions have also been controlled."

"what?"

Zuo Shisan saw a ghostly energy appearing behind him, which was cut down by the Han blood sword.

"How long have I?"

Zuo Shisan was even more puzzled, but Yinggou in the body said faintly: "You are jealous, what do you think?"

"My lord, I actually got caught?"