Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

On the unicorn stage, everyone saw Zuo Qingyun's face graying, and then she could no longer hold her body and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

Everyone stood up, and Hua Qingshui, who was closest to Zuo Qingyun, took a breath of spiritual energy. The blood line on Zuo Qingyun's body was disappearing, and Zuo Qingyun's soul was no longer there.

"How could this be? Dead?

With Hua Qingshui's voice, Zuo's family was completely chaotic, Zuo Qingyun fell!

Zuo Qiankun's complexion changed drastically, and the Fei Palace suddenly shattered. The elders of Zuo Qiankun stood in the void one by one, staring blankly.

"My son!"

Zuo Qiankun's cold eyes finally had a trace of emotion. Looking at Zuo Qingyun's body, Zuo Qiankun's shoulders trembled slightly.

"belch!"

When everyone was shocked, the sealed left thirteen burped and finally opened his eyes.

"boom!"

One after another, they looked at the thirteenth left. The thirteenth left is now under the spotlight. Zuo Qingyun used the blood bodhi. Why did the thirteenth left live instead and Zuo Qingyun fell.

"Look at me for what? I don't know anything!"

Left Thirteen blinked his eyes as if he was innocent, but at the end, he calmly looked at Zuo Qiankun.

Huang Huang Lingwei, the entire heavy mountain city is under the grief of Zuo Qiankun, the world has changed, and the wrath of Lingzun, let the cloud cover, thunder and lightning.

"Ugh!"

Hua Qingshui sighed, how could he blame Zuo Thirteen, Zuo Qingyun took the blame for it, and she didn't know how Zuo Thirteen did it, the blood bodhi could be solved.

Zuo Qiankun also lowered his head, looking at Zuo Qingyun's corpse, Zuo's peerless Tianjiao had fallen, but another Tianjiao appeared strong.

"Left thirteenth, from this moment on, you are the head of the Zuo Family Tianjiao!"

Zuo Qiankun has taken his gaze back, Zuo Qingyun is dead, Zuo Qiankun will not take a look. Too forgotten and desperate, Zuo Qiankun's expression became more and more cold.

"No time, improper!"

The thirteenth from the left scrambled, the chain on his body was still sealed, and he didn't give him any face.

"you!"

Even if Zuo Qiankun was too unhappy, he was irritated by Zuo XIII at this time. He glared at Zuo Thirteen, then violently unlocked the seal and said, "Left Thirteen, you are my son!"

The thirteen from the left did not look at Zuo Qiankun. When he got off the Qilin stage, the family members on the left looked at Zuo XIII in shock, while the thirteen from the left walked towards Lin Piaoling.

"Sister, let's go!"

Left thirteenth picked Lin Piaoling on his back again. At that moment, everyone was even more surprised. Left thirteenth actually wanted to leave Zuo's house.

"Thirteenth Young Master, don't!" Hua Qingshui and other elders quickly stopped.

At this time, above the void, the voice of the elder Li Tianzong Xuechen came.

"Thirteenth Young Master, if you can join Li Tianzong, you will be the Saint Son!"

"boom!"

The words of Elder Blood Dust caused everyone to exclaim again and again that Li Tianzong actually wanted to accept this evil star.

Qingfengzong Gu Qianqiu has always had a gloomy face, Zuo Qingyun, the big brother of Qingfengzong, has fallen into this competition. Now Li Tianzong actually wants to make Zuo Thirteen a holy son.

"Li Tianzong? Is there a holy medicine?"

The left thirteen's eyes lit up, thinking that the Litianzong fairy spirit liquid had been brewed for 400 years, which made the left thirteen want a holy medicine.

The blood dust was stunned for a moment, and there was indeed a little fairy liquid left in the sect. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zuo Shisan and slowly shook his head.

"I need the holy medicine for three thousand years!"

The eyes of the thirteenth left dimmed, the fairy liquid did contain the spirituality of heaven and earth, but it was not a healing medicine. What's more, the holy medicine that could condense Lin's wandering soul was a holy medicine that took more than three thousand years. Such holy medicine is in the superpower.

When Zuo Thirteen was about to leave with Lin Piaoling on his back again, King Ye Peng finally spoke out.

"If you need holy medicine, you need to enter the fairy gate. To enter the fairy gate, you have to enter the purple mansion!"

In the words of the princes, the spiritual energy is transformed, and the purple mountain imperial appears on the sky and the earth, and in the sky, there are thousands of rays of light blooming in the sky, which is the manifestation of the purple mansion.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. One of the eight sects, Lingzong Promise, the top sect, gathered countless arrogances and stood on top of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

"Thirteenth from the left, you are willing to enter the Purple Mansion with this king!"

King Ye Peng's eyes became fierce, and to meet such a arrogant, that must be contended. The eight great sects are under the immortal gate and the holy land. If you want to get the resources of the immortal sect, you must compare the fairy seedlings at regular intervals. There are really immortal seedlings recognized by the immortal gate and the holy land. Huge resources.

There are only so many real top-level resources, and the eight sects can stand for thousands of years, all relying on the immortal gates and holy land.

"Purple Mansion? You said that there are three thousand years of holy medicine in the fairy gate?" The thirteen left gaze was like a torch. In fact, he had long understood it, but at this time, I had to make sure.

"Naturally!"

King Ye Peng nodded, that is the fairy gate, the inheritance of the fairy, in this territory, the supreme existence, the immortal gate standing upright in the immortal land, are hundreds of thousands of years, and even closely related to the dynasty.

"Great!"

The thirteenth from the left was not polite, and naturally agreed. In this case, King Ye Peng was very satisfied, and it was a pity that Zuo Qingyun had died. But these powerhouses also saw that it was Zuo Qingyun's own fault. If Zuo Thirteen were not killed, Zuo Qingyun would not fall.

When the dust settled, everyone looked at the thirteenth left in awe. All the disciples of the Zuo family were dumbfounded. Zuo Thirteen turned over overnight and became like Zuo Qingyun.

Zuo Qiankun glared Zuo Shisan several times. His father was not good enough for King Ye Peng, which made Zuo Qiankun's expression gloomy.

The thirteenth from the left didn't care, but just as the tournament was about to end, the Wu Bell of the Zuo family suddenly rang, and there was a strange voice over the city lord's mansion.

"Daughter of Qin Tianjiao, worship the mountain!"

"Boom!"

In the eastern sky, layers of magic clouds appeared, beneath the sky and the earth, it seemed as if a demon came out. The sky above the city lord's mansion was pitch black, and countless auras exploded.

"what happened?"

At this moment, everyone in the Zuo family turned their heads, the door of the Zuo family took the initiative to open, and the Wu Zhong of the Zuo family shook crazily, as if welcoming someone.

"what?"

Zuo Qiankun fiercely looked at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and some elders rose into the sky, all looking at the sky.

The golden light array burst out with a ray of light. Under this ray of light, the pitch black space seemed to dissipate, but in this ray of light, a woman in red, holding a sharp sword in her hand, stepped on the snow.

Snowflakes fluttered, but they were all bloody, very strange. The blood-red battle armor was covered with strange inscriptions. The hem of the robe was a long blood red skirt.

The black hair was as long as ink, and the snowflakes fell on his shoulders, but the battle armor reflected the **** murderous intent.

Peerless face, skin is like fat, but a magic line blooms in the center of the eyebrows.

At this time, Qin Lan's eyes were extremely fierce, and the Autumn Leaf Sword in his hand dragged to the ground, bringing up a string of sparks, but it also caused the surrounding flying snow to rise into the sky, and the magic flames were skyrocketing.

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