Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Jin Jiazong, Mingxin Temple, head Bi Xuzi listened to the report of Fan Jin and others, his face sinking like water.

"In Qibao Mountain, the Heavenly King God Sect also wants Divine Land?"

"True Monarch Immortal Mansion was born?"

"You killed Zhu Tongyu!"

This one by one news shocked Jin Jiazong. Hua Yinyang and others also looked at Shengxi. Shengxi had recovered his tranquility, stood with his hands down, just nodded.

"Holy Lord, you have caused a disaster!"

Dongfang Zongming of Mingmai Hall said quietly, and many elders also nodded. Zhu Tongyu, the elder of the Heavenly King Shenzong, was killed by Shengxi. Heavenly King Shenzong, if you know, how about it?

"Are they only allowed to kill our Jin Jiazong disciples?"

"Our Jin Jiazong disciple, none of us has fallen."

"That's because the thirteen on the left is desperate, and the thirteen on the left almost died."

"But he is not dead!"

Dongfang Zongming said again, then looked up at Bi Xuzi.

"Head, you and me, it's time to talk."

"what?"

The many powerhouses of Jin Jiazong were also stunned. Fan Jin stared at Dongfang Zongming and didn't say a word. As a Shenzong, Jin Jiazong has been forbearing, and it takes time.

Heavenly King Shenzong is really too strong, Zhu Tongyu's death, if Heavenly King Shenzong is angry, how can Jin Jiazong resist?

What will happen to the death of an elder?

Bi Xuzi also looked at Dongfang Zongming deeply. Of course Bi Xuzi knew what Dongfang Zongming was going to say at this time.

The background of Jin Jiazong, the ancestor of Jin Jiazong.

"Come all!"

At this time, Bi Xuzi had no other way, leading everyone towards the land of the ancestor.

Behind Mingxin Hall, there is a valley of peach blossoms. In the valley, there are spirit beasts roaming. These spirit beasts, seeing everyone coming over, changed one after another.

One Taoist boy stood on both sides.

"Head!"

These spirit beasts all have human bodies, which makes Shengxi couldn't help but look at it more.

The valley was quiet, everyone had just walked in, and the peach trees seemed to be alive, directly sealing the surroundings.

The peach trees in front of them stepped aside in front of Dao Tong. Tao Tong led him and finally came to a courtyard.

The courtyard is actually frozen.

The cold is overflowing, everything in the courtyard is stopping.

There is only one person with his back to everyone.

That was the ancestor of the Jinjiazong, the immortal soul manifested, and the earth immortal projected.

"Farewell, ancestor!"

This is the Jinjiazong, the only ancestor of the fairyland on the bright side. Bi Xuzi led the crowd and bowed down.

Dongfang Zongming also watched deeply, that this ancestor was actually also named Dongfang.

The ancestor Dongfanghuo didn't turn around. His body exudes a strong aura, but this kind of strength is indeed unstable.

Shouyuan is sealed, unless the Jin Jiazong encounters a catastrophe, the ancestor of the fairyland will appear.

"What happened?"

Dongfang Huo looked up at the sky above, where there seemed to be something hidden.

Everyone also understood that it was the suppression of luck, the golden light sword. The Golden Light Sword has been here for the ancestors, making sacrifices every day, in order to suppress the Jin Jiazong's luck.

Bi Xuzi said this all over again.

"Heavenly King Shenzong, did you do it?"

"Shengxi, what you did is right!"

"what?"

Dongfang Zongming was taken aback, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the ancestor again.

"Our Jin Jiazong is weak, can we not even protect our disciples?"

"The old man is not dead!"

"You are not dead yet!"

Dongfanghuo finally turned his head, and in an instant, golden light overflowed. Throughout the Jin Jiazong, the golden light array above burst out bursts of golden light. With this golden light, the other sects of the sky realm are all feeling.

The land of Jinjiazong reveals the power of the sect.

"Jin Jiazong!"

Everyone bowed down, and among the golden light, Xuanyuan in the east and golden light in the west. The two swords condense and suppress the luck.

"Shuangjian, the ancestor has refined it!"

"Our sect is lucky!"

In the dark, these powerhouses all felt that within the Jin Jiazong, the vitality was more abundant. Some realms that have been unable to break through for a long time are loosened at this moment.

The majesty of the sky, the prestige of the golden light. Among this power, Dongfang Huo looked at everyone, especially Dongfang Zongming.

"It is impossible for the Heavenly King Shenzong to go to war with our Jinjiazong because of an elder."

"If you want to go to war, that's okay!"

Worthy of being the ancestor of the Jin Jiazong, participated in the last time to enshrine the gods. The Eastern Fire is still domineering, even if the longevity is exhausted, other sects must understand that the Golden Jiazong is still the Golden Jiazong.

"Ancestor!"

Bi Xuzi became excited, the ancestors could do this, the sect's luck rose, and the sect would not die.

"So Nether?"

Dongfang Zongming took a step, and in a word, all around was silent.

"Nether? Why did it appear?"

Dongfang was furious, how could Jin Jiazong still have Nether. In the endless abyss, how can the dead souls still appear?

"Ancestor, that disciple, there is a problem!"

Dongfang Zongming looked at Shengxi coldly. Needless to say, Shengxi also understood that Dongfang Zongming was targeting the thirteenth from the left.

"Since he entered the Jin Jiazong, he has Nether Fire in his body, and now Nether appears, who dare to say that it has nothing to do with this disciple?"

"From the very beginning, I became the master and Taoist priest of the Saint Xi Temple."

"Head, need an explanation, right?"

"Wow!"

Dongfang Zongming wants to figure out the true origin of the thirteenth left. This thirteenth from the left can survive in the fairyland of the earth. Especially that Nether, why was also killed by the thirteenth from the left.

"He can't be Netherworld!" Bi Xuzi shook his head.

Fan Jin also shook his head. The thirteenth from the left is a zombie, he can't be Netherworld. There are only three people in the entire Jin Jiazong.

"Lu Jiuling, Shengxi, 13th from the left!"

Others, even Bi Xuzi himself, Bi Xuzi was worried that Netherworld could take advantage of it.

"Who is he?"

Dongfang Zongming must know, Bi Xuzi shook his head again. You can't tell Dongfang Zongming about this matter.

"Ancestor, you can figure it out!"

"Others, withdraw!"

Dongfang Huo looked at Bi Xuzi deeply, this time Dongfang Huo was also suspicious. Why did Bi Xuzi persist in this way and let Zuo Shisan become a Saint Xi Dao companion.

Shengxi wanted to say something, but Fan Jin held him back and left directly.

Dongfang Zongming sneered a few times and walked away.

Everyone left, Bi Xuzi lowered his head in this icy land and said nothing.

"Have you concealed it, this kid, as for?"

"Ancestor, I am not trying to conceal this matter. He is not the only one."

"I, for, Shengxi!"

"what?"

Dongfang Huo's pupils shrank, and Bi Xuzi was for Shengxi. At this moment, Dongfang Huo was silent.

"Netherworld, how did it appear?"

"That place, haven't you checked it out?"

"Jin Jiazong, the seal of the three generations of the head, where is the seal. Is there still a problem?"

"Ancestor, I need to retreat!"

"In any case, the nether thing must be resolved!"

"Okay, go!"

Dongfang Huo also understood that Bi Xuzi would enter that place and check the seal again.

Bi Xuzi slowly disappeared.

Just when Dongfang Huo was about to turn around and return, a weird laughter appeared instantly.

In the ice, the real body of Dongfang Huo was sealed, and he smiled in horror.