Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The words of the thirteenth from the left made Lian Qiantu laugh loudly. Lian Qiantu had never seen such a brave young man before, and he still had to cover him?

"Old man, really didn't meet up?"

The thirteenth left stared at the practice of Qiantu. At this time, he wanted to use his previous life skills, lurking, disguising himself, and breaking into the enemy's interior.

"Bah, it's inside the Corpse Dao Sect!"

Zuo Thirteen secretly decided that if he could not escape now, he would be regarded as a disciple of the Corpse Dao Sect. It's best to learn from Jiang Wuyuan, and it's best to let Lian Qiantu regret accepting him as a disciple.

"Meeting ceremony, of course!"

Lian Qiantu put down the rag, held his fist at the golden corpse, and then summoned the golden corpse back.

"The soil escape just now is not bad!"

The thirteenth from the left is fond of Tudun. Compared with the flight from the air, the thirteenth from the left instinctively likes the tudun. Of course, the thirteenth from the left is better at it.

"When you get to the Corpse Dao Sect, you will naturally learn such little supernatural powers!"

Lian Qiantu laughed disdainfully, this apprentice seemed to be very slippery, his mountain really needs such slippery people, after all, Hell Daoshan hasn't accepted disciples for a long time.

"Really?"

When Zuo Thirteen was excited, Lian Qian Tu Meng pointed out. It is not a coffin to raise the corpse, but a gourd around Qiantu's waist.

"Swish"

A figure was thrown out by Lian Qiantu, and at the same time an angry roar came.

"who are you?"

The figure is a vicious young man. The man has black wings behind his back, and his body exudes evil spirits.

"Moqianji Taoist?"

The thirteenth from the left was stunned, and the feeling of being peeped at Zijian Mountain appeared again. It was this person who was watching him.

Wu Jue, a disciple of the Mo Qianji Dao, also saw the thirteen on the left, and at the same time looked at Lian Qiantu in shock.

At this time, Lian Qiantu was lying on the coffin, closed his eyes slightly, and sneered again and again.

"You Mo Qianji Dao, what are you staring at my apprentice?"

"apprentice?"

Wu Jue was ordered by the master to monitor the thirteenth from the left. At the same time, Wu Jue also used some methods to make Hawke target the thirteenth left, wanting to see what the thirteenth left was hiding.

Perhaps in this hiding, what does it have to do with Qin Lan? Until now, Qin Lan seemed to disappear into the Promise Land.

"You belong to the Corpse Dao Sect?"

Whoever saw the corpse Dao Sect was not afraid, and practicing Qian Tu was too terrifying, Wu Jue didn't know how to get caught.

"Yes, I am Corpse Dao Sect, the apprentice of the most terrifying murderer!"

Left thirteen also laughed, already "flattering" in front of Lian Qiantu.

"This is the one in a million, the trembling of the ancient and the present, the unparalleled in the world, the dragon among the people..." The left thirteen feet said for a quarter of an hour.

Wu Jue listened for a moment, and after listening for a long time, he didn't know who Zuo Shisan was talking about.

In the abyss, Lian Qiantu laughed gloomily again, and in the sky above, those low-level abyss beasts were roaring, and they were all frightened by the astonishing breath from below.

"My master, eternal like a long night, practice a thousand slaughter!"

"what?"

Lian Qiantu had never heard of such a nickname before, and his eyes lit up. Even a murderous person like Lian Qiantu nodded uncontrollably.

"Everlasting is like a long night, I like this name very much, not bad!"

Lian Qiantu was very satisfied, and Zuo Shisan walked directly towards Wujue.

"Say, why watch me!"

The thirteenth from the left is simply a fake tiger. At this time, Wu Jue fell into the hands of Lian Qiantu. Of course, the thirteenth from the left had to use this opportunity to know what was behind Wu Jue.

"boom!"

When Wu Jue heard the practice of Qiantu, his face was full of horror, but Wu Jue instantly reacted.

The black wings stretched out, the magic power was exploding, Wu Jue actually wanted to run.

"Isn't sealed, high-grade spiritualist realm?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback, too suspended. Fortunately, he didn't do anything with Wujue. This guy didn't practice Qiantu to seal and preserve his realm.

"Boy, give you a chance, without using the realm, relying on your demon body to fight with my apprentice."

"If you win, let you go, if you lose, if you don't tell the truth, I will train you!"

"What?" Zuo Thirteen and Wu Jue said in unison.

The thirteenth person on the left was depressed, how could it be tested, the opposite was the disciple of the Demon Qianji Dao, the real disciple of the Demon Dao, and the thirteenth left could not bear the magic burst just now.

Wu Jue had calmed down. After all, he was an innocent disciple and had a certain reputation in the Moqianji Dao.

Wujue practiced "Devil God Art", and his body had already condensed a dead wood body, which was comparable to the art of the body like the Eucharist.

"Senior practicing, are you sure? If I win, I must be let go."

Wu Jue's eyes turned, and he saw the combat power of the left thirteen in Zijian Mountain. Wu Jue knew that the immortal Taoist body of the left thirteen was indeed very powerful.

But Wujue is a top-level spiritualist realm, and the deadwood body is not simple. If only relying on the physical body, Wu Jue is confident that he can defeat the thirteenth left.

Lian Qiantu has closed his eyes, and the people of Magic Qianji Dao will be mysterious. Cultivating magic skills and corpse Dao were guarded by other sects.

If it wasn't for Wujue to be a disciple of the Moqianji Dao, especially Wujue and the token of an elite disciple, practicing Qiantu would have abolished Wujue.

However, practicing Qiantu did give the left thirteen opportunities. The Corpse Dao Sect disciples were scarce, and each of them would be on their own. All of the Corpse Dao Sect's cultivation of disciples was done without any effort.

Behind the thirteenth left is the monitoring of the Moqianji Dao, who is also curious about practicing Qiantu. Take advantage of this opportunity to see what else is hidden on the left thirteenth.

"Do not fight the realm? Bare body? Master, are you sure?"

Left thirteen sneered in his heart, but Zuo thirteen also wanted to know what Wu Jue was going to do, and what did he have to do with Mo Qianji Dao?

"Great!"

Wu Jue nodded, and the wings behind him returned suddenly. Wu is definitely not a human race, but a winged sky race.

"Left thirteenth, come on!"

Wu Jue sneered, his fist condensed with black light. Among the black light, Wu Jue's arm instantly turned grayish white. In this gray-white, life and death twin qi entangled, turning into a demon.

"Left thirteenth, my withered body is your nemesis!"

"Not dead? Ha ha, what are you in front of my dead wood?"

Wu Jue was very arrogant. As a disciple of the Deputy Sovereign of the Demon Qianji Dao, Wu Jue could have stepped into the Ling Zun long ago, but he had been practicing magic skills.

But when Wu Jue finished speaking, the thirteenth from the left was shaking his arm, ignoring the aura of life and death, but rose into the sky.

"If you run away, believe it or not, I'll take your skin off!"

Lian Qiantu, who was lying on the coffin, reminded the thirteenth from left.

The thirteen from the left was about to rush out of the abyss. Hearing Lian Qiantu's words, the thirteen from the left smiled awkwardly.

But in an instant, the face of the left thirteenth became completely cold.

"Immortal Dao Body?"

In that air, the fist of the left thirteen condensed amazing supernatural power. The supernatural dragon elephant turns into a terrifying golden shadow in the abyss.

The fist is like Hao Ri, a fist shakes the sky.

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