Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The stiff air inside the left thirteenth rolled over, and along with the guarding armor, the left thirteen had already begun to condense the armor, and the left thirteenth condensed armor was in the left arm.

The stiff energy transforms into armor under the skin.

"You don't practice the whole?"

"You trash."

Fan Jin shook his head. The thirteenth from the left actually gave up the whole thing, just chose the left arm. You must know that the first time you condense armor, this choice cannot be changed.

"Are you in charge?"

The thirteenth from the left whitened Fan Jin, and the thirteenth from the left was a zombie, not a cultivator. He possesses the "Three-Magic Technique", as long as he swallows the essence of heaven and earth, he will become a zombie **** sooner or later, without relying on the zombie armor.

The thirteenth from the left repaired to hide, once he left the Jin Jiazong in the future, he could be mixed in the sky realm.

The process of congealing the armor is quite enjoyable, letting flesh and blood become armor. Fortunately, the thirteenth from the left is a zombie.

"They nurture zombies, let zombies do this, this kind of process is too painful."

The left thirteen finally condensed his left arm, and layers of blue armor appeared between the left arm. Among the blue armor, the thirteen on the left needs to be refined. Under the armor, the power of the golden armor can be generated.

"But I practice!"

The stiff qi rolled out, and at the same time the Xuanhuang Tower absorbed the vitality of the world and poured into the armor.

The thirteenth from the left changed the armor this time, and the body that was damaged by Fan Jin just now gradually recovered. In the dark, the body became more solid, and the process of refining the armor was very fast.

A halo came out above the left arm. The black is the power of the earth, the white is the power of the sky, the four blacks and the whites, the four earths and the two heavens, and the third-grade golden armor.

"Only the third grade?"

Fan Jin was disappointed. The zombie on the left thirteenth, otherwise Shengxi.

The thirteenth from the left was also staring, and the strength of the golden armor on the thirteenth from the left was stronger than the strength of the dead. Especially the power of heaven and earth above is integrated into Xuanhuang.

The power of heaven and earth on the thirteenth left is different from the power of heaven and earth in the sky. It comes from Xuanhuang and Xuanhuangtian.

The thirteenth from the left controls the Innate Lingbao, Xuanhuang Pagoda. Yibao turned into the Xuanhuang Continent, unlike other people's cultivation, the power of the condensed heaven and earth was only stripped from the blue sky realm.

The thirteenth control on the left is the real power of heaven and earth, but it belongs to the power of the thirteenth left.

This kind of power made Zuo Thirteen feel that he has now reached the peak of true stiffness, and is about to enter the power of stiff god.

"This power?"

The thirteenth from the left was already excited, but Fan Jin on the opposite side was shaking his head, very disappointed. It seemed that he could only fight with the strength of the golden armor.

"You don't need armor attached. Sunder armor. Practice hard!"

"I can't wait!"

Fan Jin was holding a silver armour stick and was about to rush over.

"I can't wait!"

The thirteenth from the left suddenly disappeared and was smashed with a punch.

"Cut, this elder, you don't need a silver armour stick!"

Fan Jin ignored the thirteenth from the left, but at this moment, a super power absolutely surpassed the sixth-grade golden armor strength, and even directly forced the eighth-grade. This force is too strong.

Penetrating power, guard against the deadly armor.

"Boom!"

Fan Jin was directly hit by this punch and flew out, and volleyed into the bronze tree. The bronze tree shook, what box, what futon, landed from the sky.

"How is it possible?"

Fan Jin shook his head, and the golden wheel came out from behind his head. After all, it was a human fairyland, and layers of tortoise shells appeared on the silver robe.

"I let you beat me!"

The thirteenth from the left seized the opportunity, taking advantage of Fan Jin's confusion, raised his left arm, and smashed it down again.

"Ah!"

Fan Jin screamed, the fairy body couldn't bear the strength of the left thirteenth and third-grade gold armor. You know, the tortoise shell above is invincible. In the thirteenth attack from the left, cracks appeared.

"I let you continue, I let you beat me!"

"What's so great about the elders?"

"My daughter-in-law or the palace master?"

The thirteenth from the left grabbed Fan Jin with one hand and shook his fist again.

Fan Jin was absolutely stunned, his face was full of peach blossoms, and his nose was bleeding. The tortoise shell ran away, and the silver armor stick in his hand also fell.

"Huh!"

The thirteen from the left suddenly looked at the silver armor stick on the ground, just about to pick it up.

"Fuck!"

The thirteen on the left almost flashed his waist. The silver armour rod was very heavy. With the strength of the thirteen on the left, he almost didn't pick it up.

"Boom!"

A fairy gas rushed out, and at the same time a suffocating aura broke out.

The evil spirit dissipated, Fan Jin rubbed his face and stood up excitedly.

"It turned out to be beaten to let the evil spirit dissipate?"

"You kid, I underestimated you, why is your third-grade golden armor so terrifying?"

"What the **** is going on?"

Fan Jin stared at his eyes and hooked again, holding the silver armor stick in his hand.

"How powerful is this old guy?"

The thirteenth left was depressed, and Fan Jin recovered so quickly, the evil spirit on his body also dissipated, a little fairy spirit fluttering.

"The old man is not strong enough, so he is only the eighth rank gold armor!"

"Silver Armor Rod, this is a top-grade immortal tool with its own mark on it. If others want to take it, it weighs more than 30,000 catties."

Fan Jin looked at the thirteenth left with contempt, and the thirteenth left didn't understand anything. There are spirits in fairy artifacts, as long as the master can use it, if it is used by force, it will be backlashed.

Of course, unless you are too strong and easily erase the mark, you can **** it off.

"Elder, I am suffocating for you, you are not suffocating now, you should thank me."

The thirteen on the left laughed, and the zombie armor on his left arm was also dissipating. Using the imperial armor, the stiff qi in the body consumes too much, and it also depletes the vitality of the heavens and the earth.

The thirteenth from the left was now unable to use the Xuanhuang Pagoda to disguise, and only the pale mist remained.

"The old man does thank you."

"It turned out to be like this, no wonder the old man has been unable to suppress it."

Yinpao Fan Jin smiled, this clone, cultivating immortal art, can make evil spirits batter back. The main body kept Fan Jin from coming out, and he was afraid that Fan Jin would suddenly go crazy and ruin the Jin Jiazong.

But looking at it now, Fan Jin finally found a way, as long as he was beaten by someone when his suffocation backlashed.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with me, I will leave!"

"Go?"

Yinpao Fan Jin laughed, and the silver armor rod in his hand was already raised.

"Run when you are done? Did I let you hit me?"

"Assault the elder, what sin do you know?"

The thirteenth left was dumb again, this Fan Jin was too shameless, it seemed that he couldn't get over it.

"You let me fight, have you forgotten it?"

"Elder, let's discuss it carefully, I have to go back to accompany the hall master. It's too late, she will be angry." Zuo Shisan healed and moved out of Shengxi.

"Hallmaster?"

"Thirteenth from the left, come here for you!"

Fan Jin raised the silver armor stick and slammed it directly on the left thirteen head.

"Ah!"

"Don't hit someone in the face, you old bastard, that's enough!"

The thirteen on the left became angry again, really stiff, and the bones were broken. The thirteen on the left lay on the ground and wailed.

Jin Jiazong is simply the place where the thirteenth left is sad.

"Give me everything up here, otherwise, hum!"

Fan Jin shook his silver armour stick again, threatening, extremely threatening.