Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The purple qi superimposed, but at this time, there was an angry roar in the purple qi.

"Qizhou!"

The Saint Clan of Changshan has been issued, and Changtianhua and others have all fallen to the land of Qizhou.

Among the saints, a well-known strong man looked at Qizhou in shock.

And in the deepest part of the cave, there is a source iceberg there, and at this time, in the source iceberg, one by one thrones appear strangely.

In this throne, an ancestor-level figure appeared on the throne.

They are too old, with too little physical vitality, and their longevity is about to die.

They can only rely on the source ice, sealed in the source ice.

These people are just like evil spirits in the source ice, terrifying. Even if there is no good luck in the sky, ordinary people will be scared to death when they see such a scene.

The Shan family has six surnames, Shangxuan, Yuxia, Jue, Mingtong, Lan and Shan.

The word "mountain" is the respect, and the other five schools share the master. The six ancestors, with a few ancestors left, are now staring at the front angrily.

On the front throne, it was not an old man, but a young man.

The young man looks beautiful, but his body is very old, but his looks regain his youth.

Under the luck of the holy race, the oldest ancestor of the long family looked around indifferently.

"Failed."

"Holy Lord, we all respect the holy race, but this is the case now!"

"Haha, your mountain family, is this questioning me?"

The eldest son Zhong looked at these people indifferently, he had recovered a certain amount of vitality, the saints swallowed the world's luck, and the elder family chased and killed the Taizu, and obtained the supreme treasure from the Taizu ancestral land.

"Holy Lord, this is not a question!"

"Changtianhua has fallen, and the remaining spirits have also fallen. What happened to Qizhou?"

"Taiyin Zhenjing, where is it?"

An ancestor wanted to stand up, but in the source ice, he moved slowly.

The 9 ancestors all looked at the eldest son Zhong. At this time, the eldest son Zhong also stood up and came directly to the ancestor of the remaining family.

"Do I need to explain to you?"

One hand grabbed the ancestor directly, and the ancestor looked in shock, because from his body, the magical powers, laws, and various spells were deprived of him, and even his life was last.

Within this source ice, only the eldest son's clock can move.

"Holy Lord, what do you do?"

The other 9 people were stunned, looking at all this in shock. It's a pity that the eldest son Zhong didn't stop at all, and continued to absorb it. Black hair had appeared among his white hair.

"Holy race, it's mine!"

"Do you know?"

The eldest son Zhong looked at the other people coldly, the saint clan's luck, on the eldest son Zhong, the eldest son Zhong was going to change his fate against the sky.

"The Taiyin Scripture, still there, I feel it!"

"Don't forget, among our saints, there are demons who cultivate these!"

"The Demon Legion has been established!"

"The Taiyin Demon escaped, we must find it!"

The words of the eldest son Zhong made everyone silent, and they were afraid. They are indeed ancestors, but in the source ice, they are at the mercy of others.

They can go out, but after losing so many ancestors, the Shan family has long been swallowed.

"Holy Lord, what are you going to do?"

"Go to China!"

"what?"

But at this time, the eldest son Zhong said quietly: "Go to see Emperor Zhou, he is also waiting for our Saint Clan."

"Zhou Yinxian? Our holy race, want to cooperate with Xinzhou?"

Everyone was stunned again, but at this time these ancestors saw the eldest son Zhong slowly stand up.

The source ice actually melted a piece, and at this moment, a light burst into the center of the eldest son Zhong's eyebrows, and from the source ice, the new eldest son clock came out.

That is a divine mind.

"Zhou Yinxian, here I am!"

The eldest son Zhong walked towards the void, and at this time, everyone was looking up at the land of the holy race. The eldest son Zhong disappeared into the void like Haori.

At the time of half a stick of incense, a voice suddenly came from the land of Shenzhou.

"Feng Tian, ​​Changshan Saint Clan, the eldest son Zhong is the new Zhou Taifu!"

"boom!"

Part of the Qi Luck in the New Week is directly integrated into the New Week, and at the same time, a part of the Holy Clan’s Qi Luck in the Great Zhou returns to the New Week.

"Boom!"

There is a sense of heaven and earth, the purple gas is coming to the east, and a voice of Taoism is coming out of the sky above Shenzhou.

In the half fish sect, Lin Jiudao was playing chess, violently raised his head to look at Xin Zhou.

"What does he do?"

Lin Jiudao's pupils circled like stars. During this circle, within half of the fish sect, a famous expert also felt the deduction of heaven's secret.

"Xin Zhou cooperated with the saints?"

"In the land of Qizhou, so many creatures are gone, they actually cooperated?"

"Asshole!"

Some people from the Great Zhou Dynasty looked at the sky angrily. Zhou Huang let the eldest son Zhong become the Taifu, what does it mean?

The land of Qizhou was re-acquired by the new week, and the saints of Changshan still became the masters of such sacrifices?

"This world is really messy!"

Lin Jiudao closed his eyes, his eyes cold.

For the sake of luck, Zhou Yinxian united with the Saint Clan of Changshan. And that eldest son Zhong, the ancestor who was about to die, had such luck.

"What are we guarding?"

Lin Jiudao looked at the side, inside this black building, Liu Qibian and others were silent.

"Where is the thirteenth from the left?"

Lin Jiudao suddenly discovered that the thirteenth from the left who was still in the half-fish sect just now had disappeared.

Lin Piaoling was also stunned. Since his brother came back from Qizhou, he has been in the semi-fish sect's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and has been looking for something. Of course that lunar is looking for something.

Qin Lan has returned to Nanli Promise Sect, accompanied by Zuo Luoyu.

This one seems to be hiding something, but now, the two of them are gone.

"Is this guy angry too?"

Lin Jiudao closed his eyes and smiled. Chaotic, chaotic, Changshan Saints do such a destructive thing, kill hundreds of millions of living beings, and can still become Taifu.

The air luck has also changed, and there is nothing to guard against this kind of air luck.

"Variables, only variables!"

"Come here, spread the news of the saint clan's destruction of Qizhou!"

"I want to see, what on earth are you going to do?"

"We have been guarding the Half Fish Palace for so long, even if it is the sect now, we can't let the creatures be like this."

Lin Jiudao's voice was icy cold.

"Sect Master, don't worry!"

"Master, great!"

Liu Qibian also grinned. He had long been unfamiliar with Zhou Yinxian. Knowing that the saint was like this, Liu Qibian went to Yangzhou in person and destroyed the city of the saint.

"Dare to slaughter the creatures, and sooner or later destroy your holy race!"

"Master, what should my brother do?"

"Drifting, don't worry about your brother, the kid next to your brother is here, no one can move your brother!"

"By the way, practice hard, with me, don't go back to Kunlun!"

Lin Jiudao asked Lin Piaoling again. It has been a long time since he fell asleep. Lin Jiudao no longer needs to dream. At this time, Lin Jiudao looked at the direction of the imperial city and sneered.

"Zhou Yinxian, you are not worthy of being an emperor!"