Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The hall full of people and immortals looked at the thirteen on the left one by one, and their eyes became weird.

Shengxi frowned lightly, pointed to a place beside him, and let the thirteenth left stand over.

Left Thirteen squinted and looked at Dongfang Sedum. He was indeed the first person of the younger generation of Jin Jiazong. This stalwart body, broad shoulders, a gleaming halo between the eyebrows, and the faintly emanating fairy air made Zuo Thirteen...uncomfortable.

The main reason is that Oriental Sedum is too handsome. This is the most handsome man on the left thirteen who has ascended to the heaven realm.

"Can a person be so handsome? Has this guy got a plastic surgery?"

The thirteenth from the left was observing the Oriental Sedum. The Oriental Sedum just glanced at it, calm as loose, neglected, and extremely neglected.

The 13th from left finally stood beside Shengxi, leaning a little closer to Shengxi, which made Dongfang Sedum's eyelids visibly twitched.

"All right!"

"This is all a misunderstanding!"

"Thirteen!"

Bi Xuzi closed his eyes, obviously out of sight and not upset. For this cheap apprentice, Bi Xuzi also felt a headache. The thirteenth from the left is a zombie, and Bi Xuzi won't let others know this secret.

"Master!"

The thirteenth from the left was honest, and the thirteenth from the left also saw the volcano on the platform and Ou Yezi.

"I'm looking for you this time, I heard you know how to refine weapons?"

"Refiner?"

Left thirteen nodded, and admit it, anyway, I will know sooner or later. It is also very important to use alchemy and refining tools to hide the identity of the zombie.

"Really?"

The other elders were also surprised. The thirteenth from the left would also refining tools. This situation allowed the elders to communicate with each other.

Shengxi also looked at Zuo Shisan in surprise. For the sake of the sect, he hoped Zuo Shisan could break through the fairy iron.

"A true fairyland, even if he can refine tools, what can he refine?"

"How sharp is that knife?"

Oriental Sedum spoke. As the first person, Oriental Sedum still doubted the thirteenth from the left.

There was laughter from the Mingmai Palace. He was not even a fairyland. What about refining tools?

Ou Yezi was also looking at Zuo Shishi, and shook his head.

Ou Yezi's shook his head made these people understand that the refining tools mentioned on the left thirteenth did not enter the eyes of Ou Yezi.

"Sharp dare not say!"

The 13th from the left said frankly, Dragon Slaying still needs nourishment, and to use the immortal energy of the sky realm, it still needs to be transformed.

"You still know what to do!"

"Take it out!"

Oriental Sedum pointed to the thirteenth from the left, hoping that the thirteenth from the left would hand over the Dragon Slayer for everyone to see.

Thirteenth from the left raised his hand, Tu Long came out from the sleeve of his shirt.

Quiet blade, simple and long, the blade light is silent, and there is no immortal power, only a wisp of immortal energy, entwined on the dragon slaying.

"this one?"

Dongfang Jingtian laughed on the spot, almost like an ordinary weapon, not even an immortal weapon.

"What did I think it was?"

"This knife, from the lower realm, right?"

"Take us to death!"

The elders of Mingmai Hall laughed, and Dongfang Jingtian pointed at the knife with contempt.

Dongfang Zongming also glanced, the powerful divine mind also scanned Dragon Slaying, knowing that Dragon Slaying was not an immortal weapon at all.

"Ugh!"

Bi Xuzi's expression turned bad, and he complained that he glanced at Ling Daogu, it was all this guy, and it was shameful to say that Zuo Thirteen would be able to refine tools.

"Head, let him go down!"

"Shengxi, this Taoist couple, is a bit interesting!"

Dongfang Zongming's hands behind his back, the majestic and majesty, gleaming in the sky. Thousands of miles of weather, an unknown country, flashed with terrifying rays of light. In this light, Dongfang Zongming was the immortal of heaven and earth, unable to shake.

"forget it!"

Everyone is not interested either. They are the elders who control the immortal weapon, and they can't break the meteorite, just this broken knife.

"Thirteen, let's go!"

Shengxi also shook his head, Fan Jin next to him didn't want to do it, so he finally invited him, so he asked for this thing.

"Left thirteenth, you returned the things to me!"

"Just this broken knife, fooling elder Ben?"

Fan Jinjui was about to split, the golden turtle stick was already in his hand, and he was about to touch the thirteenth left.

"Turn your face ruthlessly?"

The thirteen from the left sneered at Fan Jin, this group of immortals, every good thing.

"Wait a moment!"

When everyone despised the thirteenth from the left, Ou Yezi made a noise, and Ou Yezi ran off the Immortal Tieyu Terrace.

"Grandmaster!"

Everyone was stunned. What is Ou Yezi going to do?

"Thirteenth from the left, you fellow, angering Master Ou Yezi!"

"Kneel down and apologize!"

Dongfang Jingtian snorted coldly. He saw Ou Yezi's eyes were red, and he was clearly coming towards the thirteenth from the left.

"Left thirteenth, don't you kneel down?"

Everyone also realized that Ou Yezi was here for the thirteenth from the left.

"If you want to kneel on your knees, I don't have this habit!"

The thirteen from the left snorted coldly, ignoring Dongfang Sedum, but standing behind Shengxi, still let Shengxi protect himself.

Cold in his mouth, but cautious in action.

The ridiculous laughter made Shengxi pale.

Shengxi stepped forward. After all, the thirteenth from the left was a Taoist companion, or the same kind. In any case, Shengxi wanted the thirteenth from the left.

"Master Ou Yezi, calm down and let him go back!"

"Get out, get out of me quickly!"

"Little friend, did you refine this knife?"

Ou Yezi's eyes were really red, and even his hands were trembling. Looking at Tu Long, Ou Yezi looked up at the thirteenth left, his eyes faintly flickering with tears.

"Little friend?"

With this sound, everyone was stunned.

Fan Jin, who was about to do it just now, quickly took back the golden turtle stick. In the entire Jin Jiazong, Ou Yezi was a guest of honor, and he had never done this to others.

Even in the face of these hall masters, Ou Yezi simply greeted him, and he had never been so eager before.

"what happened?"

Dongfang Jingtian was also stunned. He didn't have a chance to talk to Master Ou Yezi. Ou Yezi went all the way down from above, just to talk to the thirteenth left.

"Yes, this sword slays the dragon and blends into the Tianjing Bao Iron!"

"After 12 days of tempering, in Mingtang Hall, Jiang Rou, Du Xian'er and me, polished out."

"real?"

Others couldn't tell, Ou Yezi, who was a master craftsman, recognized this dragon slaying on the spot. This is a magic weapon, the ancient magic weapon, the thirteenth from the left can refine the magic weapon and possess the true supreme art.

"senior!"

With this sound, Shengxi was also taken aback.

Shengxi's pretty face is not only pale, the drought and fire will not be controlled well, and it will be emitted.

"Master Ou Yezi, who do you call?"

Everyone was even more shocked, and Bi Xuzi and Fan Jin's expressions changed wildly, and they stared at them.

"Don't be it!"

"Master Ou Yezi, if you want to see it, just take a look!"

The thirteenth from the left was very polite and put Tu Long in Ou Yezi's hands.

"You are the predecessor. I really didn't expect to see such a baby in your lifetime!"

"This is really an extinct immortal world, a magic weapon!"

Ou Yezi gave a long roar, too excited, watching Tu Long, Ou Yezi couldn't help but bow down.