Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The sluggishness of the thirteenth left caused laughter from all around, and black bats suddenly appeared in the air. These bats did not know where they came from, but Xiao Hei chased them in the air.

"Dark Crow?"

When the four Ledaoshan disciples saw Xiao Hei, their faces became paler, and at the same time these people exuded a corpse air, and the originally peaceful mountains became strange and gloomy.

"My, brothers, my demon pet!"

The thirteenth left is clever, explain quickly. The four Shoushan disciples are all in the top spiritual master state, and the thirteenth from the left does not want Xiao Hei to be injured.

"This dark crow belongs to you? This brother, please make a discussion and let it be your brother." The brother just looked at Xiao Hei greedily.

"No, I have to go to the main hall!"

The thirteenth from the left is already in a bad mood. Whenever he hears of Hell Daoshan, there are only two people. Even if the thirteenth from the left is added, there are at most three people. The thirteenth from the left feels no future.

"The main hall? Big brother is sitting today, are you sure?"

The expressions of the other juniors also changed, staring "sorrowfully" at Zuo Thirteen, but smiling even more strangely.

The thirteenth left was still immersed in the "weak" state of Hell Road Mountain, and did not feel the eyes of the four.

Xiao Hei had fallen on his shoulders, and the left thirteen shook his head and sighed, walking towards the foot of Tianshan Mountain.

On the way, Xiao Hei is more excited, the environment here is great. Not only that, among the earth veins here, spirit veins and corpse veins coexist. Behind each Dao Mountain, there is a corpse pond, and the corpse energy comes out of the corpse veins, but is shielded by the spiritual energy in the six mountains.

"Lian Qiantu is the owner of Hell Road Mountain, so why are there two people?"

"There are hundreds of people in the other Dao Mountains, and even the Asura Dao Mountain has thousands of people. The main disciples are all in the Asura Dao Mountain."

From the information obtained just now, the thirteenth left analyzed some things. There must be a problem with this Hell Dao Mountain, and there must be a problem with the practice of Qiantu, and these people must be on guard when looking at the Hell Dao Mountain, even malicious.

The thirteenth from the left could feel that as soon as he walked out of the mountain, some divine consciousness appeared in the void, all monitoring the thirteenth from the left.

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

Left 13 couldn't ask anymore. On the way, I met some people again. Those people should have just come down from Human Dao Mountain, standing in the distant hillside, looking at Left 13 coldly.

These disciples are all at the pinnacle of the spiritual master realm, and there are even two of them are spiritual masters.

Ling Zun was just a sect disciple, wearing a white robe, and this situation shocked Zuo Thirteen secretly.

Especially the aura these people exude is too vicious, if it weren't for the soul fire of Yunji on the thirteenth left, it is estimated that they would have been suppressed.

Not only the Humane Mountain, when passing by the Shengdao Mountain, but also in the foot of the mountain, there is a torrent of water from the foot of the mountain, that is the transformation of spiritual energy.

In the aura, a big green hand was condensed, and he drew it towards Xiao Hei, and at the same time patted it to the left thirteen.

"boom!"

The thirteenth from the left was also welcome, and the Tianyan Beast Fist smashed out on the spot. At the same time, using the force of the counter-shock, the left thirteen turned into an afterimage and disappeared at the mountain gate.

On the way, the thirteenth from the left encountered seven suppressions and obstructions. If it weren't for the thirteenth against the sky, the thirteenth from the left would be suppressed.

"Who is this? Is there no elder in the Corpse Dao Sect?"

The thirteen from the left looked around angrily, at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains ahead. At the foot of the mountain, a black hall stood quietly without any sound inside.

The thirteenth left really didn't understand. The Corpse Dao Sect was too weird. He had never seen the elders and didn't know that these elders were hidden there.

The thirteenth from the left is standing at the door, first observe the main hall. The main hall is really huge, and every hall exudes powerful power.

There was no one at the entrance of the main hall, but the thirteenth from the left did not move until there was a roar in the middle hall.

"What the hell?"

On the left thirteenth side, a disciple in white fell to the ground on the spot, dusty.

Not only that, a cold iron coffin also flew out, almost smashing the disciple in white.

"I lost, oh oh oh!"

The white-clothed disciple raised his head in pain, with tears on his face, and looked at the cold iron coffin distressedly. The iron corpse inside was long gone, empty, tears falling.

"Brother?"

The thirteenth from the left really didn't understand. This senior, but Lingzun, actually cried?

The thirteenth left was also numb now, and the spirits were all disciples. Although the Corpse Dao Sect was few people, the disciples were very powerful. Especially with these corpses, the Corpse Dao Sect's combat power is indeed strong.

"roll!"

This senior didn't even look at Zuo Thirteen, his sharp eyes wanted to swallow Zuo Thirteen, but at this moment, a soft voice came from the hall.

"Welcome newcomers, come in!"

The words inside made this white-clothed brother aroused and looked at Zuo 13 in surprise.

"New here? Is there a newcomer in the Corpse Dao Sect?"

The corpse Dao sect disciples are too rare, anyone who can come in will cause onlookers. It's just that the disciple of Asura Daoshan is not in the mood. He glanced at the thirteenth left and ran away without saying a word.

The thirteenth left rubbed his eyebrows. It won't work if he doesn't go in. After all, he has already come here. Take a step, take a step.

After thinking about the thirteenth left, he rubbed his little black hair, and walked into the hall one by one. The thirteenth from the left had been found outside early, with coffins on both sides of the hall.

Seen from the outside, it is the main hall. From the inside, it looks like walking into the coffin shop.

Iron wood coffin, gold stone coffin, bronze ancient coffin, gold and purple jade coffin...

There are hundreds of coffins. On top of these empty coffins, there are layers of special inscriptions with yellow talisman on them, as if they were suppressing something.

Not only that, the thirteenth left even heard the snoring sound, and there were people sleeping in this coffin.

"This is the black robe elder, the elder of the main hall is sleeping in the coffin? What's wrong with this?"

The thirteenth from the left walked slowly, without any expression on his face, he was regarded as dead. But at the end of the corridor, a table was placed there, behind the table, there was a bright smile.

Bai Yi Shengxue, long hair drooping, eyes like stars, very indifferent pupils, but give a warm mood.

The man is tall and thin, with a gentle manner, holding an ancient scroll in his hand.

The man was sitting on a high seat, and in the main hall behind him, there were a long black cabinet. These cabinets are like a Chinese medicine store, but there are mysterious runes in these cabinets.

"Welcome Junior Brother, Junior Brother is here to join Hell Daoshan?"

This person is also very comfortable talking, making the tense heart of the left thirteen feel like water.

"Huh? Confucian Law Sui?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback. He didn't expect that the brother in front of him possessed Confucianism and Taoism, which could change people's mood.

"Tianshan, Anxun, welcome Junior Brother!"

The Corpse Dao Sect, a disciple of the Sovereign, and Senior Brother of the Tianshan Main Hall, An Xun, appeared in front of the thirteenth from left.

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