Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Wan Jian came coldly in the air, and at this moment, the thirteen from the left raised the sky with a long roar, turned into a torrent of stiff air, and rushed straight into the sky.

Black hair also fluttered, twelve yams surrounded him, and the palaces were roaring.

"Boom!"

The flesh was hard and blood-resistant swordsmanship, and the thirteen from the left rushed out again.

"What's wrong with the realm of this child's cultivation?"

Some of the elders of the Blood God Sect found that something was wrong. The thirteenth from the left was only a half-step spirit, but this combat power was too fierce.

"The ancient way, he got the ancient heritage!"

There are still people who understand, behind the lord Ao Fengtian, the voice of the ancestor came.

"Ancestor, this son, can't stay!"

Ao Fengtian thought that the ancestor was going to stay alive, but he heard the cold voice of the ancestor: "With my own power, want to go against the sky, want to delay time?"

"An incense wick, give in and give birth to lotus, send it into it!"

The half-wang ancestor is still shrewd. Although the dark incense wick was left behind by ignorance, this half-wang ancestor can be used as a master. At this time, the dark incense wick disappeared in the main hall of Tianshan, and entered the main hall from deep underground.

"There are corpses and troops outside, and they will soon be destroyed!"

Ao Fengtian also nodded, but I don't know why God's ignorance hasn't come over yet, is there a problem with God's ignorance?

At this time, the blood sword swept across the world, and Shen Zhipo's blood sword technique was indeed fierce. Especially with this blood sword, Shen Zhipo didn't let go of it at all, and it turned around. The blood sword came out, opening up the world.

The blood demons descended into the world, and heads of blood demons emerged from the blood sword, trying to tear the thirteenth from the left.

Tianyan Beast Fist, struck out with all strength, thirteen from the left with one punch, almost burst everything.

The violent energy blasted the blood evil river into two stages. The thirteenth left still didn't use Tu Long, and continued to move towards Shen Zhipo.

"With bare hands, it seems that your immortal Dao body has been completed?"

Shen Zhiposen said coldly, since the thirteenth left is coming, let the thirteenth left come.

Shen Zhipo is not only a swordsman, but a gorefiend.

As the sword energy dissipated, a wave of blood appeared on Shen Zhipo. In the blood wave, a peculiar set of blood armor had already wrapped Shen Zhipo's body.

"Wow!"

That fierce might erupted on the spot, and the blood sword on the door, like a shield, appeared in Shen Zhipo's back. At this time, Shen Zhipo's blood energy was too strong, he had surpassed the spirits, and reached the level of the spirits.

"Give me to die!"

Shen Zhipo smashed out with a punch, the space was distorted, and he was bombarded into a space crack on the spot. At the same time, a series of sword auras twisted out from behind, weird.

The thirteen from the left still did not retreat, and continued to resist the sword qi, and came towards Shen Zhipo. At the same time, his fist blasted towards Shen Zhipo's fist.

As soon as it blew past, the thirteenth left felt a huge pain, and on Shen Zhipo's fist, there were barbs that swallowed the blood of the thirteenth left.

"This is the Blood Fiend God Armor, I said, I want to refine your soul!"

Shen Zhipo snorted coldly, and left thirteen dared to be empty-handed. It seemed that left thirteen was an idiot.

"Vampire? Refining soul? Unfortunately, you have no chance!"

The thirteenth left to endure this blood-sucking force, and suddenly with his other hand, he also grabbed Shen Zhipo's fist, and the barb came out again.

"You're really an idiot!"

Shen Zhipo was even more contemptuous, and the thirteenth left still wanted to rely on his flesh. But at this moment, Zuo Thirteen stared at Shen Zhipo and this set of blood armor coldly.

"I said, you have no chance!"

"Tu Long, come out!"

Hard anti-blood sword, the roar of the real dragon came from the back of the thirteenth left. At this moment, the dazzling light of the sword burst out directly from the thirteenth left side.

"Knife? Is it useful?"

Shen Zhipo did not hide, this armor was comparable to a divine weapon, no one could contend except for the Saint Soldier.

"Luobao!"

The thirteen from the left gave a cold snort again, and a ray of light directly brushed towards Shen Zhipo. Shen Zhipo never thought that the thirteenth from left still had such a treasure.

A gap was opened in the armor, and the breastplate was brushed off. Shen Zhipo looked in shock and wanted to break free. However, even more terrifying power came from the hands of the thirteenth left.

"I said, it's you who died!"

Three turns and seven changes, the power of 睌犼, the power of the fierce beast in the world, burst out again.

It was even more terrifying than the power of Yun Shuyang in the battle just now, even ignoring Shen Zhipo's blood-sucking technique, directly suppressing Shen Zhipo on the spot.

"Do not!"

Shen Zhipo couldn't imagine that there would be such a day. The sword swallowed everything, that was Dragon Slaying, that was Flying Knife, that was Knife Thirteen!

Tu Long penetrated Shen Zhipo's body, and a blood mist burst into the world again.

The blood mist envelops the thirteenth left, and the stiff eyebrows on the thirteenth left circulate crazily. At this time, the four poles will not melt the bones, and it will finally be completed.

The blood sword that Shen Zhipo controlled, and the remaining soul power on it, were all absorbed by the thirteenth from the left.

Hidden the fangs, with the help of the blood of a disciple of the Blood God Sect, the left thirteenth head flew stiff, and finally turned into four poles without bones.

The thirteenth from the left is already a quadruple zombie.

The four poles, the limbs, and the dark golden bones contained fierce powers.

The four poles do not melt the bones, and they are immortal, and when they enter the four poles of zombies, the blood of the zombie in the thirteenth left body can inherit the blood of the zombie.

"You are not a sinner!"

The female corpse Xia Ling finally made a sound. How could there be such a horrible aura in the thirteenth left? This aura made Xia Ling, a sinner who had lived for so long, unable to feel it.

Xia Ling did roam the corpse, but there was no real inheritance of the corpse. Everything came from the resentment of the Xia clan.

"I said, I am a zombie, in fact, so are you!"

These last words, from the left thirteenth heart, won't be able to win, and the thirteenth left couldn't explain to Xia Ling about the corpse.

"Zombie?"

Xia Ling looked at the thirteenth left in a puzzled manner. The bones of his limbs turned dark gold. The physical strength of the thirteenth left increased extremely. Now even with the best aura, he couldn't lie about the fur of the thirteenth left.

In particular, the twelve 杌犼 worlds are independent, and the body of the sky makes Xia Ling also shocked.

Born to be a fierce man, the so-called zombie on the left thirteenth, how dare to be fierce even in the sky, this is too scary.

"Finally stepped into this realm!"

It's a small thing if you don't melt your bones, but there is too much stiff energy in the body, and the Qin Wang's bone-tolerant can't suppress it. The thirteenth from left is worried now, and others will discover his secret in the future.

"It really doesn't work, I also have to think about it!"

Just after Zuo Thirteen thought about it, there was a cold voice from Ao Fengtian from the Blood God Sect.

"Blood God Sect, is there no one?"

Following Ao Fengtian's words, three disciples of the Blood God Sect Lingzun suddenly walked out.

Left Thirteen was finally awakened. From the blood mist, he raised his head to look at the people of the Blood God Sect, and watched the three Lingzun disciples appear in front of him.

"It's not enough!"

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