Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

In the Xuanhou Lingtai, the thirteen on the left is holding his hands behind his back, and is slowly observing the surroundings. After absorbing the Xuanqing jade crystal, the seven dead bodies of the thirteen on the left are transforming.

"Dead monkey, why don't you absorb it?"

The thirteen on the left looked at Jiang Wuyuan's gluttonous glutton, absorbing the aura frantically, even Fang Yan next to him was also absorbing the aura with the help of the sacred body of the dragon.

The auras of the twelve profound beasts all have a certain connection. The thirteenth group from the left, as they absorbed, all pulled the Wanquan aura from the other spiritual platforms.

"Xuan Beast, shouldn't have such a fate!"

"They are the first monster race at the beginning of the world!"

Yuan Shengkong was silent, and the black monkey at his feet also raised his head, as if looking at Yuan Shengkong in the dark.

"They are not real, they were gathered by Wanquan. You just woke up, don't you want to recover?"

The thirteenth from the left reminds Yuan Shengkong, Yuan Shengkong is the ancient sage prince, who has passed the long years now. This is not the time when gods, demons, and all spirits were rampant.

Now the human race is prosperous, all spirits have fallen in half, and the spirit of extinction has disappeared in the river of history.

Especially the Central Continent's emperor can't come out, and all worlds are experiencing the edge of chaos.

The thirteenth left understands Yuan Shengkong very well, but if Liu Er wants to break the curse, he has to rise.

"You take it, I don't think it's right!"

Yuan Shengkong still shook his head, frowning.

The thirteenth from the left also nodded. Others didn't absorb it. The thirteenth from the left was just breathing, and King Qin's "Luntian Jing" was aroused on the spot.

As soon as the emperor skill came out, the gluttonous food became "soft".

"Boss, don't overdo it!"

Jiang Wuyuan looked at the thirteenth left for a few moments, and how did the thirteenth left, taught by the corpse Taoist school, become more mysterious.

"Listen, what sound?"

At this moment, the suona on Fang Yan's waist rang out of thin air.

"west!"

The thirteenth from the left also shrank his pupils, and felt that in the western sky, it was a cloud, like a cloud of the sea, and the frenzied indulgence spread.

"Monster, it's a monster!"

Yuan Shengkong also looked at in shock. Not only him, but everyone felt it now. Not only in the back mountain, but also in the Jiugong Mountain, Bu Jie and other sect elders rushed out of the Feidian one by one, looking forward coldly.

In that demon cloud, it seemed as if one big demon was hidden. Call the wind and call the rain, thunder and lightning, and the sword of destroying the world, to destroy Jiugong Mountain.

"Demon Sect!"

Each of these people's faces became cold, and the Demon Sect actually sent the Great Demon to descend into the Jiugong Mountain.

"Humph!"

In the sacred place of Hongmeng, the Taoist bell came out with thirty-three sounds, causing three domineering and stalwart figures to appear in the demon cloud.

"Sacred Python, Sheep, Scorpion!"

Bu Di and the others rose into the sky again, standing opposite to Yao Yun. At the same time, in the demon cloud, the weird Kaitai sheep's head heard a weird voice.

"Bu Ye, long time no see, Jiugong Mountain, our Demon Sect will also enter!"

The Sheep Sage, Yang Wenyuan, the Great Demon of the Demon Sect, inherited the blood of Kaitai Sheep, and appeared in the void.

Next to Yang Wenyuan, there was an old man in a black robe. The old man was covered in black robe, but under that black robe, there seemed to be a sword, a sword with a sharp barb, and heaven and earth seemed to be hooked. Above Jiugong Mountain, the demon The air is all over the world.

Scorpion Saint Envoy, Xie Sen, Burning Scorpion Heritage, Demon Sect Great Demon.

At the end, there was a young man in Tsing Yi. The young man was very young and his skin was white, as if he had just grown out. Even behind the neck, there seemed to be fresh and tender skin falling off.

The python sage, She Baoshan, among the demon sect, the old monster that has lived for nearly a thousand years.

"Want to enter Jiugong Mountain? Why?"

Bu Bian possessed a semi-divine tool "Zhi Chi Tian Ya" in his hand, and a series of deduced runes appeared under his feet, cutting off the sky.

"What's the reason? You should own the things of the Xuandu?"

She Baoshan smiled weirdly, his erect eyeballs suddenly stuck out a long tongue. In just an instant, a Fei Palace at the foot of Jiugong Mountain was annihilated on the spot.

Bloody waters came out of thin air and merged into Jiugong Mountain. In the Flying Palace, hundreds of people and disciples seemed to be swallowed by some mysterious power.

"She Baoshan, do you dare to kill?"

At this moment, the guard elders of the eight major sects also rose into the air, looking at She Baoshan angrily.

"Haha, murder? If you disagree, no one wants to go in!"

The demon sword rose, and a blue light headed towards the top of Jiugong Mountain. That is Xie Sen's demon treasure, as long as it is swept by the sword light, any creature will be turned into nothing, even Jiugong Mountain will be turned into nothing.

"Wait!"

Among the Fengmen, there are also elders who have come out. If they really want to fight here and destroy Jiugong Mountain, they will not be able to enter the mysterious realm of the mysterious capital.

"Do you want to go in, or do you want to make trouble?"

Everyone looked up at the sky, all looked at the sky, the terrifying figure.

Those elders are all spirit sects, or top spirit sects, and even among the light and shadow, there are hidden powerhouses.

"Fang Yan, your master is here too?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, and among the light and shadow, a three-color coffin, like a harp, stood surreptitiously above the demon cloud.

"I don't know, my master, can't you?"

Fang Yan was also dumbfounded. These are the strong men of Promise. Standing below the strong, Fang Yan's heart is also agitated.

"Demon, do they represent the demon?"

Ever since the demon of the Demon Sect appeared, Yuan Shengkong's expression has been wrong. The thirteenth left has been staring, hearing what Yuan Shengkong said.

"Haven't you seen other demons?"

"Except for the demon monkey line, I don't recognize other demon!"

Yuan Shengkong snorted coldly, as if brewing a breath. But at this moment, a torrent of torrents suddenly rushed out of the demon cloud, and the 30,000 demon tribe army was hidden in the demon cloud.

"boom!"

These monster races are hideous and terrifying, at least at the level of the monster master. Even the thirty-six demon generals who command the demon clan are all demon gods.

The appearance of these monster races made Jiugongshan and other people on guard, and the battle was about to start.

"Qua Ga, something of the Xuan Du Ling King, that is Wuzhu. Jiugong Mountain is a dead place. You don't want our Demon Sect to enter, then try?"

Yang Wenyuan, the emissary of the sheep, looked at Bu Meng with a smile, this time the demon sect appeared, just to enter the mysterious realm of the mysterious capital.

"Elder Bu, let the Demon Sect occupy a corner of Jiugong Mountain before the mysterious realm of the mysterious capital is opened!"

Elder Fengmen spoke for the Demon Sect again, after all, Fengmen had the inheritance of the sacred beast Phoenix, which had some relationship with the Demon Sect.

Bu Jie's face was cold, and the Demon Sect of Shenjiang got the news, who had notified him. Moreover, the Demon Sect actually got a large army, and now it is impossible to let Hongmeng Holy Land send out Dao soldiers.

These "big men" were tossing on it, and at this moment, the thirteenth left eye looked at a flag among the monster clouds, suddenly coming towards the back mountain.

"Ju Yao banner?" Fang Yan's eyes were so good that he immediately saw the big golden characters on the flag.

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