Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Who could have imagined that in front of the Dadao Eucharist, the thirteenth from the left just stretched out a finger.

"are you crazy?"

Ren Lingqi and the others looked in shock, and the thirteenth left was too mad, one finger wanted to defeat Nanya.

"court death!"

Deep in the pupils of South Asia, it was cold and terrifying, and there was even a murderous intent. But the murderous intent is well buried. Nanya believes that if this punch is made, the thirteenth from the left will be defeated.

South Asia did not use any magic, just relying on the power of the Great Dao. The avenue is roaring, and the Taoist **** is high above, cold and merciless.

The fist has come in front of the thirteenth left.

"boom!"

The power of the devastating avenue did not blast out, but in front of this finger, the avenue collapsed.

"what?"

Nan Ya watched in shock, a terrifying force emerged from the point, and then spread to his fist. This power is too strong, and it is simply beyond the control of the Spirit Venerable.

And in this power, Heaven is retreating, even fearful.

"Boom!"

Ruyu's fingers did not move back, and the thirteenth from the left had completely stretched out. Everything, the avenue in this finger, a complete collapse.

The brilliance was dissipating, and the thirteen fingers on the left had completely destroyed Nanya's punch.

"At the same level, what are you?"

Zuo Thirteen looked at Nanya proudly, and in the shock of everyone, he stretched out his fingers again, but this time it was the fingers of his left hand.

"Boom!"

The martial arts platform is collapsing, and the power of this finger is rising again. In the avenue, a fierce beast seems to be condensing, and there seems to be a stiff pattern in the left thirteen fingers.

"impossible!"

Nanya really couldn't believe that with a single finger on the left thirteenth, the power of the Communion of the Great Dao could be defeated.

South Asia roared, the Taoist roared and roared, Dao Eucharist, that was honed in South Asia, the entire Xuanhuang Continent, perhaps only South Asia, has the Dao Eucharist.

Dadao Holy Spirit, South Asia has never lost, peerless Tianjiao, truly peerless.

Nan Ya raised his hand and transformed all spirits, all spirits surrendered in front of Taoism.

Nan Ya used all his strength this time to make the 13th left surrender.

However, just touching the finger of the thirteenth left, the power of the Dao collapsed again, and even Nanya was blasted back half a step this time, and the entire martial arts platform was cut in half by the thirteenth left.

The force between the fingers cut the martial arts platform in half, and the thirteenth from the left seemed to stand in front of the boundary, smiling again.

"How about you unlock the seal?"

"you!"

South Asia finally looked at the thirteenth from the left seriously. Until now, South Asia finally found that something was wrong. The cultivation of the thirteenth from the left could not be seen through South Asia. This is absolutely impossible.

South Asia possesses Wanbao and luck. The talent of South Asia to cultivate everything is extremely fast. And South Asia can enlighten the Tao at any time and enter a certain state.

The physical body of South Asia is Wanbao, and the stars flowing in his eyes can be touched by all methods, but the cultivation base of the thirteenth from the left is impossible.

"South Asia, whether you are strong or not, I don't care, you saint son, I don't recognize you!"

Left thirteen waved his hand, feeling a little distracted, as if feeling bored. Facing a spirit sect, the thirteenth left had such an expression, which made everyone even more amazed.

Especially the power of the thirteenth left just now shocked Ren Lingqi and others, and it became stronger again, and the immortal Taoist body of thirteenth left was stronger again.

"I really underestimated you!"

"Your immortal Dao body, hasn't it?"

Nan Ya's words made everyone react, is it true that the immortal Taoist body is really great? Legend has it that Dacheng’s Dao body is the capital of the Immortal Emperor. Only by relying on the Dao body, one can live alone for three lives.

"Do you care?"

Left thirteen did not explain too much. In front of the suzerain and ancestors, what was fair in this competition, they would not let Nanya make a full shot, and left thirteen was not prepared to make a full shot.

"Unfortunately, you still lose!"

Nan Ya put away his contempt, and looked at the thirteenth from the left sternly. The thirteenth from the left had this qualification. Nan Ya's hand suddenly lifted up. At this moment, a corpse gas suddenly descended on the martial arts platform.

"Thirteenth from the left, your Dao body is indeed strong, but this is the corpse Dao sect, and you respect the corpse!"

"is it?"

The thirteenth from the left looked at Nanya. Nanya actually made his hands into a corpse refining ground, a communication ground between his palms. This terrifying corpse energy completely surpassed the spirits.

"Want to make me surrender by refining the corpse?"

The thirteenth from left laughed, and his laughter became more mysterious. Above the void, Lan Xuegong looked at Zuo Thirteen anxiously. Zuo Thirteen did have a corpse refinement before, but Guyuan turtles were ruined. In the past six months, she did not watch Zuo Thirteen go down the mountain. How can Zuo Thirteen have any training? corpse.

"Sect Master, let him stop!"

"At the same level, still use corpse refinement?"

These people want to stop this battle, and Lian Qiantu is also looking at South Asia coldly.

"Why can't we use it? We are Corpse Dao Sect!"

Nanya faintly smiled upon hearing the people's words, but at this moment, the corpse gas swelled again, and a terrible sound descended on Hell Daoshan.

"Golden Demon Corpse!"

Amidst the corpse energy, a giant giant demon burst out. It was the corpse of a nine golden lion. South Asia actually refines nine golden lions.

The golden demon corpse is comparable to the spirit sect. With this corpse refining, South Asia is worthy of the son of luck.

In the entire Corpse Dao Sect, several people can get such a terrible corpse.

Amidst the corpse energy, there was a gathering of terrible demonic energy. Each head of this nine golden lion was gray. The corpse energy caused the void to be torn apart.

"Enough, this competition, no need to compare!"

Director Zong's coffin shook his head, and the thirteenth left did not have the qualifications. Even if the thirteenth left was immortal, he could not resist the golden monster corpse.

Even Ren Coffin looked enviously towards South Asia, and Nan Ya proved by his actions that he was indeed the strongest disciple of the Corpse Dao Sect.

Unless the corpse king of Hell Daoshan comes out, no one can compete with the golden monster corpse.

"Forget it, it's all gone, stop messing around!"

The ancestor Conghai also shook his head, lowering his half-king power, trying to block the battle.

"Left thirteenth, I said, you are sure to lose!"

Nan Ya finally burst into laughter, no matter how strong the thirteenth left is, it is no use. The Son is still from South Asia.

But in the midst of this laughter, Zuo Thirteen, who was enveloped in corpse energy, was also laughing.

That corpse aura seemed to be more intense, or that the Budotai was completely obscured, no one could see Zuo Shisan's figure clearly.

However, just when it was covering, a special corpse might descended on the martial arts stage. The arrogant golden demon corpse shivered suddenly, and its nine heads drooped instantly.

Nan Ya was still laughing and didn't see it, and at this moment, a pale hand appeared in the corpse Qi, and it was lightly held.

"Woo, hoo!"

The golden demon corpse let out a stern cry, knelt on the spot, and fled toward the corpse refining ground.

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