Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"Why? Who is qualified to punish them?"

The thirteen from the left snorted and raised his hand fiercely. The void turned into a big dark golden hand and crashed down.

Above the ancient star, tearing the sky, this hand moved towards the black pyramid.

Above the chariot, the Raksha strongman seemed to feel it and raised his head.

"boom!"

When the big hand fell, it squeezed and exploded directly, and all the chariots and chains were squeezed. In an instant, a piece of oblivion was on the grave.

In the tomb, those immortal souls seemed to be felt.

"Haha, enjoyable!"

These immortal souls were broken at the moment of punishment.

At this moment, chains unexpectedly rushed out of the pyramid, and the chains were directly entangled in the dead hand.

"law!"

The thirteenth left was even more disdainful, these chains actually wanted to deprive him. Like the plunder of vitality, the thing of the Rakshasa.

At the thirteenth left, when these chains were about to break, the inscription on each chain burst into light.

"Raksha Disc!"

"Left thirteenth, it seems we want to feel it!"

Yinggou also closed his eyes, the Raksha Disc, the disc of time and space, the Raksha clan guarded here, with the disc of time and space, the ancient battle was too difficult.

"Feeling?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback, the surrounding graves were disappearing, and these undead souls turned into fly ash in front of the thirteenth from the left.

"What happened to them?"

What left thirteenth wanted to say, these undead souls were still laughing wildly when they disappeared.

"Haha, no regrets!"

"I am the Xuanhuang clan!"

"They don't regret it, they came here just for Xuanhuang!"

The thirteen on the left was silent, generations of immortal warriors, in order to open the way of immortality, to pay for it.

"They didn't find it, they desperately killed the Raksha clan.

Yinggou also nodded, the people of the lower realm can destroy Rakshasa. Rakshasa, after all, is a family of the nine heavens, high above the top, and descent from the lower realms.

What's more, Raksha possesses the disk of time and space. With such a town clan weapon, how can people like Xuanhuang Continent do it?

The inscriptions are getting more and more prosperous. Among the ancient stars, in front of the thirteenth from the left, a number of pyramids appear. Some of these pyramids are black, some are silver, and even true golden towers.

These towers, floating above the ancient stars, are guarded by the Raksha tribe. Every tribe is extremely powerful, but under every pyramid, there is a vortex.

In this vortex, the connection is the Xuanhuang Continent.

Every hundred years, there will be a wave of death in the death realm that exists in the Xuanhuang Continent, and the creatures who die here are actually teleported here.

"They have been communicating with Xuanhuang Continent, they are eating people!"

Of course the thirteenth from the left saw the vortex under the pyramid in front of him, a famous Raksha clan came out and ate the creatures directly.

"asshole!"

The thirteenth left was angry again, but thousands of creatures were swallowed by the Rakshas.

The thirteenth from the left slammed down with one punch to destroy the pyramid.

A terrifying punch smashed everything. With this punch, the thirteenth left felt that a figure merged with thirteenth left.

"Qin Wudi?"

Thirteen from the left turned his head, above the void, white clothes hunted and hunted, after white clothes, thousands of troops swept across the starry sky.

This punch seemed to be blown by Qin Wudi.

At this time, Qin Wudi's face was pale, and this fist hit the pyramid, and the pyramid split cracks on the spot. Following the gap, the inscriptions made by the laws swept across the air.

"Three-legged sheep!"

The Raksha tribe came out of the pyramid. It was an old and ugly man. Holding a silver crutches, this man opened his mouth, and thousands of Rakshas descended into the heavens and the earth.

"war!"

Above the army, a woman stepped on the emperor's platform, fingered the sky, and fell with the other hand. At that moment, all the pyramids were collapsing, and a mysterious yellow sky appeared above the Raksha tribe.

"The Empress!"

Of course the thirteenth from the left saw it, and then a great battle broke out in front of him.

The thirteenth from the left also participated. Who could have imagined that within the pyramid, those Raksha tribes are endless, and their cultivation bases are extremely powerful.

They are a clan of nine days, and they possess immortality.

But the female emperor army, relying on the female emperor and Qin Wudi and others, these emperor-level powerhouses, actually used secret techniques to enter the pyramid.

Especially the Empress, every time she shot, directly smashed the Raksha tribe. The female emperor Wu Zhao is very delicate, but in the battle, she did not retreat even one step, and even the mysterious yellow spiritual energy wrapped around her body was also wrapped around the army.

"Begging for death rope, begging for a living army!"

Zuo Shisan looked at the Xuanhuang aura on his body, and his heart was surging. The entire army was turned into a begging army by Qin Wudi and the female emperor. They do not die, the army does not die.

Thousands of troops attacked the Raksha tribe.

This battle has been in this ancient star for nearly a year, and has been fighting endlessly in order to completely kill Rakshasa.

The thirteenth from the left was also fighting behind Qin Wudi.

The pyramids were smashed into pieces, and at the end of the battle, there were only three pyramids left.

One black, one silver, one gold.

The army still exists, and the female emperor Wu Zhao and Qin Wudi have really done it. As long as these people defeat the Raksha clan, they will be able to find a fairy road and win a decisive victory.

"It's the last moment!"

The thirteen from the left turned his head and looked behind him. With the death rope, none of these people died. But in a year of fighting, these people consume too much, and many people have no strength and can only follow.

None of these people stepped back, all closely following in the footsteps of the Empress.

The female emperor was still in front, her hair fluttered, and a golden tower rushed out from behind, which fell into the female emperor's hands and turned into a mysterious yellow emperor sword.

"Xianlu, it can't be blocked, the top of Xianwu, open it for me!"

There is no end to the path of immortal martial arts. They want to cultivate, they want to become immortals, and they want to live forever.

Everyone broke out at this moment.

The thirteenth from the left also broke out at this moment. He looked at the silver pyramid, turned into a 犼, and rose into the sky.

At this moment, among the three pyramids, a strong Raksha clan was hidden, suddenly roaring in a low voice. A sound of Sanskrit, descended into the heavens and the earth.

With the arrival, under the ground, rushed out of the Buddha's light.

"not good!"

The thirteenth left was shocked, and at this moment, the void was burning, and the sky above the ancient star was burning. When it was burning, Wuzhishan seemed to appear in the sky.

"Wu Zhao!"

Qin Wudi suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Zhao. At this time Wu Zhao also looked up at the sky, Wuzhishan, that was a palm that fell from the sky, and behind the pyramid in the distance, there were still creatures.

In the five-finger mountain, on each finger is a mysterious Buddha flower.

one flower one World.

All above are the power of the world.

No one can withstand so much power of the world.

Of course the thirteenth from the left felt it too. This was absolutely unstoppable. Is this a real immortal's move?

"Oh I see!"

Wu Zhao also understood that no one in the world could bear this palm.

How can the emperor in the world bear the Five Finger Mountain.

Wu Zhao looked back at Qin Wudi and at everyone.

"Leave!"

"do not want!"

Qin Wudi knew what Wu Zhao meant, and she wanted to face it alone.

"go back!"

Wu Zhao yelled angrily, smashed his fist, and the void cracked. It belonged to Xuanhuang. Wu Zhao hoped that Qin Wudi would leave, but Qin Wudi let out a violent roar, and greeted Wuzhi Mountain.