Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"What are you talking about? Mozi Village!"

After Dongfang Zongming passed his disciple personally, Han Jiangling looked at Mozi Village with dissatisfaction.

Mozi Village, the head of the eight heavenly kings, the Shenzong of Heavenly Kings, is said to be a cultivator of immortality that is difficult to produce in thousands of years, and even Mozi Village is of the blood of the heavenly kings. Half-man, half-sky king.

You know, when Han Dao gave up his human body, he cultivated the Heavenly King Dharma body.

Ke Mozi Village has awakened the blood of the heavenly royal family since childhood and possessed a powerful cultivation base.

A drop of blood can destroy the killing immortal.

Of course everyone knows Mozi Village, known as the King of Skyscrapers.

"Hehe, am I wrong?"

When Mozicun saw Han Jiangling, he just smiled faintly. Just as Han Jiangling was about to say something, the clouds under his feet shattered directly, and a magical might, destroying Han Jiangling's imperial sky, directly caused Han Jiangling to fall down.

You know, Han Jiangling is also a top-notch immortal, hiding in the dark of Mingmai Hall.

"boom!"

Han Jiangling couldn't resist at all, as if his body was suppressed, falling on the ground, golden light burst out.

"Hehe, waste!"

Mozicun ignored Han Jiangling and directly followed Wen Liuli.

"Zicun, don't talk like that. We are just guests."

"Eastern Hall Master, I'm sorry."

"Haha, Elder Wen, you apprentice, you are so cloudy."

Dongfang Zongming sneered, Han Jiang's abilities are not weak, he didn't expect Mozi Village to do it directly.

"Hehe, dare you say I'm yin?"

As the blood of the heavenly king, Mozi Village will ascend to the lower realm sooner or later. Mozicun was too arrogant, and he was quite disdainful of Dongfang Zongming.

"Mozi Village!"

Dongfang Jingtian walked out, Dongfang Muren also walked out, and the other disciples of Mingmai Hall also walked out step by step.

In an instant, the other disciples of Jin Jiazong also quarreled with their enemies.

"It is possible, I will discuss with the Sky King."

"Compare?"

Mozicun deliberately looked at Dongfang Jingtian provocatively, and looked at the others again.

"boom!"

Behind Hua Yinyang, a light and shadow came out. Among this light and shadow, it was a sword, a blue long sword. Among Jianguang, Hua Yinyang's personal disciple, Cao Minggu, walked out.

Of course, Tianziyi also appeared, and these Mingyang Temple disciples also looked angrily.

Wearing a special mask, Cao Minggu looked lightly at the Mozi Village above.

"what?"

Mozi Village seemed to have seen Cao Minggu, and he showed a hint of interesting meaning: "So you belong to the Jin Jiazong."

"The defeated man!"

"what?"

Hua Lianlu and others were stunned, Cao Minggu was defeated by Mozi Village.

Cao Minggu clenched the sword in his hand, a wisp of vigorous sword aura, about to burst out in an instant.

Not only Cao Minggu, but inside Mingtang Hall, Mo Wanning came from afar, with a faint light on his body. At that moment, in the world, it seemed to be a cloud of robbery.

"Mingtang Hall?"

Mozi Village smiled. Xu Ang, Lu Yun and others in the textile factory of Mingxin Temple also came out. A young man in a golden robe, wearing a hat, also returned from a secret place.

The big competition has not yet opened, and the hidden elite disciples in the major halls have been born one after another.

"enough!"

Dongfang Zongming snorted coldly, and Xianwei suppressed the Quartet, making all the disciples stand still.

"Little King, it's a guest."

"Let Elder Wen see the joke?"

"If you want to learn from each other, it's time for the big competition."

Dongfang Zongming also deliberately looked at Wen Liuli. Wen Liuli smiled faintly, and didn't mind at all.

"Zicun, how is it?"

"The big competition is the big competition, but only the first person can compare with me."

"Other people, I don't like it."

"You guys work hard."

Mozi Village looked down at the disciples of Jin Jiazong, and the appearance of being so high made the hearts of many disciples suffocated.

"We will!"

"what is this?"

Many disciples were biting their teeth, and even some inner disciples, looking from a distance, cursed secretly in their hearts.

"It's too crazy, that is, the big brother is not there, otherwise, you must do it directly."

"Yes!"

Ji Xiaobai and the others nodded, don't look at the low-key left thirteen, but you really have to meet an arrogant person, left thirteen is even more mad than this person, and even directly suppressed it.

"If you can do it, don't be noisy!"

Gu Binghe also nodded, causing Du Xian'er to roll his eyes next to him.

"What do you think?"

"That is Mozi Village, even if the thirteenth from the left comes, it may not be."

"Big Brother, too?"

"Mozi Village, the blood of the Heavenly King, maybe he is already half-step immortal now."

"what?"

Gu Binghe and the others were stunned, Du Xian'er actually said that Mozi Village was already half a step away. The younger generation has already stepped into the fairyland.

"The blood of the king? Just like Jiang Rou, they are all immortals."

"It's just a hybrid."

Ji Xiaobai sneered. In his heart, only the big brother is the most powerful.

"Big brother, we miss you."

"The hall master doesn't know what's going on? I also closed up, why on earth?"

"Hey, I heard that Elder Feng Zhenjie will come out too."

"Yes?"

Everyone in Mingtang Hall was discussing, and everyone felt that Jin Jiazong was a little messy. At this time, Wen Liuli was visiting Jin Jiazong in the Great Hall of Jin Jiazong.

"Doesn't the leader show up?"

"Bi Xuzi, what's the matter?"

Fan Jin said indifferently, looking at Wen Liuli and Dongfang Zongming, Fan Jin did not irritably said: "The head is in retreat, practicing some kind of secret technique."

"Yes?"

Wen Liuli looked at Fan Jin lightly, and finally said softly: "Elder Fan, you are not the great elder, but you are comparable to the great elder. Your dharma body is a bit interesting."

"It's better than Elder Wen."

Fan Jin smiled without a smile, and looked at Dongfang Zongming again.

"Inform the Fondsong, Jinjiazong big comparison, in advance."

"what?"

Many elders are stunned, and the sect is ahead of schedule. What does this mean?

"Hall of the East, why do you want to advance?"

"Because, Elder Wen is here, can you tell him to wait."

"Disciples, are you eager to try? Seven days later, the big competition started."

"Notice the fond!"

Dongfang Zongming is really domineering. In this competition, he wants to ignite the Jin Jiazong and let the Dongfang Family regain control of the Jin Jiazong.

What are the four halls, only Jin Jiazong will be the only one in the future.

Some elders looked at Fan Jin, and Fan Jin was slightly taken aback.

"Also!"

Fan Jin nodded, and everyone couldn't object. Shengxi is not there, only Hua Yinyang, now Fan Jin represents the main hall, Hua Yinyang can only agree with his head down.

"What? The big deal is ahead of schedule?"

"Seven days later!"

When many disciples heard this news, their hearts boiled again.

Inside the medicine field, Jiang Rou also walked out, looking haggardly at the void.

"Thirteen, you come back soon, Saint Xi’s Palace Master, can’t hold on anymore."

In the medicine field, there was a kind of heat in Shengxi's coffin. This scorching heat is destroying Shengxi's body. The drought is real fire, unable to rush out, only able to destroy the flesh.

The things left by the wives in the mud have been integrated into Shengxi's body.

Lu Jiuling couldn't help it.

"Hold on, hold on!"