Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Tai Shitian fell silent suddenly, and every time he talked about Tai Clan, Tai Shitian felt very sad and angry. And just when the thirteenth from the left wanted to ask, Xia Ling walked out slowly from the stars.

"The emperor was created not for you, nor for my revenge!"

"The Emperor Yu clan has always hidden huge secrets. If it were not for them to control the emperor, the last generation of emperor would not fall."

"I want to figure out, what are they going to do?"

"Our Xia clan, for the Xuanhuang Continent, can become a sin, and for all souls, we can fall into the darkness forever."

"This world does not belong to a certain force, but belongs to all spirits!"

"The ancient emperor can pursue the immortal road and open up the star road for the Xuanhuang Continent. They have failed, but we can't live in the self-proclaimed world."

Zuo Shisan finally raised his head and said that the ancient emperor, Zuo Shi13 thought of the female emperor and Qin Wudi. What they struggle for is also for their own sake.

Why should they be trapped in the Xuanhuang Continent, why are they unable to ascend to the upper realm?

The immortal is gone, the road is gone, but they can lead sentient beings, break this world, and see for themselves what is above the nine heavens?

The ancient bravery and the ancient power are admirable.

Heaven is wrong, then come and break it yourself.

The emperor Yu clan framed the two clans for evil and conspired to calculate the emperor from generation to generation. What exactly is hidden?

"Forget it, what do you want, just stay with you!"

The thirteenth from the left suddenly figured it out and promised to win the ten-year contract. If he loses, the body will return to the win.

"You agree?"

Xia Ling's pupils shrank, the surrounding stars fell, and the Xuanhuang Continent was also shattering.

Xia Ling had a lot to say to Zuo Thirteen, but Zuo Thirteen agreed at this time.

"If you want to try, then I will accompany you to play, anyway, I'm running out of time!"

The thirteenth left is free and easy, if you want to understand, you won't be entangled.

"Time? Your time, I have prepared it with you. Thirteenth from the left, what you lack most now is time!"

"Enter the Blood Bead Palace, I have used my blood to adjust the flow of time!"

"One year outside, one hundred years inside!"

"I need to hone you for a hundred years!"

"century?"

The pupil on the left thirteenth shrank. Xia Ling still had this preparation and had to hone it for a hundred years. Now the thirteenth left is the most lacking.

"The Ye Family will come again, a great battle is inevitable. The Ancient Desolate Palace can't protect you, let me do it!"

"However, you need to improve, you are too weak!"

Xia Ling emphasized a weak character, especially her beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked up and down the thirteenth left.

"Cultivation for a hundred years?"

The thirteenth from the left clenched his fist hard and said lightly: "How old am I, how about you?"

"Left thirteenth, who do you say is old?"

Xia Ling didn't do it anymore, she was going to show off on the spot.

But at this time, Tai Shitian appeared again and reminded: "Sister Ling, one year later, the Ancient Desolate Palace just chose to walk and enter the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is an opportunity!"

"Ye Family, let me stare!"

"Falling, take care of you too, for these hundred years, I need to hone this guy!"

Xia Ling laughed strangely, the Blood Bead Hall was already waiting, as if Xia Ling was also looking forward to it.

"Lonely man and widow, one hundred years, okay?"

The thirteenth from the left also reminded Xia Ling that he could see Xia Ling's forehead beating, which was irritated by the thirteenth from the left.

"Get in!"

Xia Ling yelled again, and the thirteenth from the left laughed loudly and walked towards the Hall of Blood Beads.

"Drifting, take care of the little gangster!"

The thirteenth from left also briefly explained and walked into the Hall of Blood Beads. Xia Ling also turned her head and nodded at Xia Lin. The blood bead was a hundred years old, and it was only a year outside, which was actually very fast.

The Hall of Blood Beads turned into blood beads again, and darkness once again enveloped the rock wall. This position had already turned into nothingness.

Tai Shitian's volcano chain was entangled again, and this time, Tai Shitian took out the dragon slaying in his hand and threw it into the stove.

"Boy, practice hard!"

Yi Gu Dongtian returned to calm, and Lin Piaoling teased Xiao Hei.

The ancient deserted palace also returned to tranquility, and the inheritance disciple from the left thirteenth retreats, and there is no sensation.

The place of brilliance, the Great Zhou Dynasty, was in the thirteen prefectures of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where the Jianzhou was located. The huge city there was like a sword, and the aura of this heaven and earth was full.

Ordinary people, there are also martial arts masters, Jianzhou Million Sword City, and in the deepest purple sword city, there are sword palaces straight into the sky.

The city of clouds, the sword spirit is even more magnificent.

At this time, in the sword city, a mysterious place was filled with milky white spiritual water, but the spiritual water was condensing, and the lotus roots were floating, gathering slowly.

As time went by little by little, the white spirit water became more and more viscous, and the viscous slowly froze here, and with this freezing, a figure emerged from the pool water.

On the edge of the pool, old men in black robes were cross-legged. All the holy medicines were thrown into the spirit water, but behind these people, there was a sword floating in the air.

"Master Wu, the physical body of the young master has recovered!"

An old man came to Feijian respectfully and looked at Feijian in awe.

"I went to Wuji Land, no physical body. It seems that this world is indeed messed up, ancient deserted palace, and hidden remnants!"

A surge of sword power shrouded in an instant, from the sky above the sword city, a surge of sword energy suddenly moved towards a city thousands of miles away. The creatures there hadn't reacted yet and were killed by a sword.

The millions of creatures in the city lost their voices in an instant, this sword destroys the soul.

A dead city appeared, and the vitality in the millions of creatures not to be destroyed was plundered by this sword. Soon, this sword energy returned again and came to the mysterious place.

The vitality merged into the spiritual water, the imprints of millions of creatures roared, and they died silently, just like ants.

A strange voice came again. These elders once again blessed the magic circle. Soon Ye Zidao stood fiercely from the spiritual water, and his whole body was full of vitality, but when he saw the sword in his eyes, he became frightened.

"Father, I am not to blame!"

Ye Zidao panicked, and just resurrected, he was afraid to die.

"That person, said he broke my neck?"

Feijian exudes a terrifying aura, this is only the sword aura projection of King Ye Ren, a sword aura projection can destroy a million cities.

"Yes, he said, his name is Wuming!"

"The remnant, it really exists!"

"Who dares to break my neck in this world?"

"You dare to use the Qilin Army for the sake of Xiaotianhou, you young generations don't know anything at all!"

"Ye Zidao, this is your last chance, give me roll back to the sword city, dare to step into the Promise Land and die!"

The words of King Ye Ren are the decree. In this sword city, King Ye Ren is the king.

When everyone had retired, King Ye Ren finally looked towards the void, and there was still a sword, but this sword went towards Hu Lao Pass and said to find Huhou.

But this sword galloped toward the imperial city.

In the imperial city, a young man in white opened his eyes, and there was no sword energy in the room. Because this young man is a sword, Ye Renwang, heading towards the palace.

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