Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

All the money in the sky is shattering. The broken money floated around Han Xian. Han Xian laughed again and patted Zuo Shisan with his palm.

"Sure enough!"

"Good luck, I want it!"

"Really? Then I'll give it to you!"

He lifted up the wishful stick and smashed it directly, and the water burst out from the sky. The terrifying power made Han Xian become serious.

Hu Mei saw it, dodged again, and floated in the direction of Yunluo.

They're all demons, at least it's safer here.

Yun Luo squinted at the nine-tailed fox, and then looked up again.

"Boom!"

The broken money re-forms the money sword and blocks the stick. The money reflected a dazzling light, and Han Xian was about to smile again.

"Hunyuan rope!"

Who would have thought that Zuo Shisan hid the Primordial Rope behind the stick during the attack.

Han Xian couldn't react in time, and was directly trapped by the Primordial Rope.

"This is?"

Just now, Han Xian was proudly **** like a wild boar. When the Primordial Rope was tied to Han Xian, flowers would be tied. Zuo Shisan raised his hand again, the Ruyi golden hoop rod was worn on the rope, and Han Xian was lifted up.

"Zuo Thirteen, let go!"

"Seven-eyed Profound Clan? Young Master of Wanbao Pavilion!"

"Bullying my friend!"

Zuo Shisan really put Han Xian down, and it was a beating.

The dignified Han Xian, who possesses Wanbao, was beaten by Zuo Shisan with peach blossoms all over his face.

"what!"

Han Xian was completely angry, and he rushed out of Baoguang, trying to stretch the Primordial Rope.

"Come on, go on!"

"Senior Brother Yunluo, come and beat him too."

No matter what Baoguang was, it was sealed in the body by the Primordial Rope. The Primordial Rope is getting tighter and tighter, and Han Xian'er's skin is covered with streaks.

"this?"

Yunluo was a little dumbfounded, what kind of baby is this.

Before Yun Luo could react, Hu Mei walked out. Even without a demon body, he stepped on Han Xian's face.

"Shameless, despicable, let you bully me."

"Is the old lady scared?"

"Come on, you go on!"

With Hu Mei's little feet, Han Xian's handsome face was twisted.

"Are you all courting death? I am Han Xian."

"That's right, baby!"

Zuo Shisan thought of the sunset water spirit, and grabbed it towards Han Xian. After searching for a long time, the baby was not on Han Xian, which made Zuo Shisan stare at a certain part of Han Xian.

"Where is the storage space?"

"what you up to?"

Han Xian gritted his teeth and stared at Zuo Shisan fiercely.

"Look at it!"

Yun Luo finally reacted and kicked it down. He was born in Tianma, and with just this hoof, he almost kicked Han Xian to death. Han Xian screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"you are enough!"

"Zuo Thirteen, you forced me."

Han Xian's blood suddenly turned into dragon scales. At this time, Han Xian rushed out of countless wealth. Wealth is in illusion, turning into a chain of money circling around.

With this wealth, Hunyuan Rope got excited.

Absorbing these wealth energy seems to be able to absorb Hunyuan.

"What are you doing?"

Zuo Shisan looked at the Primordial Rope as if it had loosened a bit, and Han Xian seemed to have bribed the Primordial Rope with these wealth. The Hunyuan rope is really absorbing the energy of Hunyuan.

"Are you an idiot?"

"Is this the terrible wealth?"

Zuo Shisan also reacted, Han Xian seized this opportunity, turned into a tiny light, and emerged from the gap of the Primordial Rope.

"Thirteen from the left!"

Han Xian finally came out, Yun Luo and Hu Mei reacted the same, and instantly came behind Zuo Shisan.

At this time, Han Xian had a terrifying face, and the wealth on his body was even more terrifying. Above the sky, there seems to be a mountain of ingots. These ingot mountains suppress everything.

The wealth of money was transformed again, and at the same time, the sunset water spirit appeared in Han Xian's hands. The bow and crossbow came out, and Zuo Shisan's pupils shrank, and he also realized that something was wrong.

"Get out of the way!"

Ying Hook was already reminding him, Han Xian raised his Sunset Water Spirit and aimed it at Zuo Shisan's head.

"Go to hell!"

The ancient magic weapon, the soul of the sunset and the water, there is fierceness in the soul. As long as it is hit by the arrow of water spirit, the immortal body also turns into spirit ice.

The Xingzijue was activated, and at the same time, the Bingzijue came towards the setting sun and water spirit.

"boom!"

The water around the left thirteen turned into ice. In this ice, even if Zuo Shisan avoided, Zuo Shisan seemed to be hit in the head.

"what!"

Zuo Shisan also screamed in agony, with a splitting headache, his entire head was swept away by the water spirit and began to turn into ice cubes.

"Ha ha!"

Han Xianchang laughed and finally saw that Zuo Shisan was killed.

Yun Luo and Hu Mei were both dumbfounded, Zuo Shisan is really going to die? Just shocked when he saw Zuo Shisan shaking his ice soul head and rushing towards Han Xian.

"Come down for me!"

The Hunyuan Rope moved towards Han Xian again, and Han Xian did not dare to face the Hunyuan Rope. Baoguang rushed out of the body and turned into Han Xian in the air.

"Why do not you go to hell."

"Bound you!"

No matter how many Han Xian, under the Primordial Rope, they still moved towards Han Xian.

Han Xian lifted up and fell into the water again, and walked towards Zuo Shisan. Zuo Shisan roared, Tu Long also chopped out, and the babbling sound was all over the water.

In this battle, Zuo Shisan controlled the Primordial Rope, like a dog, with Han Xian.

Han Xian rushed out of treasure lights, all of which were Han Xian's treasures, and smashed to the left thirteen. Zuo Shisan was not afraid at all, and the setting sun slammed into Zuo Shisan without killing Zuo Shisan.

It's just that Zu Shisan was covered with ice cubes.

In the same way, Han Xian did not dare to let the Primordial Rope tie him up. If he were to tie it, he would lose more wealth. Han Xian also used these wealth to condense divine power.

This side of the world, the four blasphemy of the Dragon God, is Han Xian's goal.

"Zuo Thirteen, wait for me!"

Han Xian is not a fool either, it is useless to waste time here. Zuo Shisan was extremely difficult to kill, Han Xian looked into the depths, he had to rush to Poyang Lake as soon as possible, the energy of Poyang Lake was venting.

"You come back to me!"

Zuo Shisan threw the Primordial Rope again, but Han Xian used his wealth to escape. Han Xian turned into a golden light and disappeared into the water.

"Tell me about you, what's going on?"

"Give you some wealth, and you will betray?"

"Whose magic weapon are you?"

Zuo Shisan pointed angrily at the Hunyuan rope, which twisted, absorbed wealth, and condensed the aura of Hunyuan again. These Hunyuan Qi made the Hunyuan rope even more red, and it was wrapped around the left thirteen arm, which was pretty good-looking.

"shameless!"

"No face!"

Seeing that the Primordial Rope was still possessed, Zuo Shisan cursed again.