Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Blowing blood, the pain all merged into the body of the left thirteenth, the blood cloud in the air disappeared, and the evil aura gradually disappeared in the entire No. 3 barracks.

"what happened?"

The barracks shook, and from each of the wooden houses, one by one came out a fierce and evil spirit.

"Where is the blood evil, where is my blood evil!"

On the far right side, a thin man like a bamboo pole, covered in tattoos, but his arms are tattooed with special bones, exuding a fierce might.

"Tu Gu, what are you doing?"

One of the four slaughters, the butcher also came out, the evil spirits in the death camp were used for cultivation. In each battle, they killed the wild people and gathered evil spirits just to break through.

In the military, only breakthroughs and strength can survive.

"It has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, this little boy!"

Tu Gu put down his flesh and blood, and looked at Zuo Thirteen in shock.

At this time, the people in Yellow Camp No. 3 slowly walked out. They were all blood-red soldiers. Almost all the people here had experienced at least two battles.

There were three hundred people in a battalion, and now there are only more than thirty people in the third barracks.

Each and every fierce gaze swept towards Ran Nu'er and the others. There were spiritual masters and spiritual masters here, but they all had aura, and they were all too terrifying, so terrifying that they could not breathe.

The thirteenth from the left stretched out, with so much blood evil, and the round sea was completely completed without bones. Now the thirteenth from the left is the immortal body.

"go!"

Left thirteen led Ran Niu and the others away. At this time, the people in Heigu Village followed Zuo thirteen carefully.

"Who made you move?"

Tu Gu came over fiercely, and there were seven people behind him. Every step these seven people took, the ground shook. Although their spiritual energy is blocked, their physical strength has surpassed their cultivation base.

"If you don't understand the rules, let me tell you!"

"Take off all your things, starting from entering the barracks, everything you have is now Lao Tzu!"

The butcher was quite hideous, and the bone patterns on his arm reflected blood ray. In the blood ray, the butcher seemed to be tall, like a bone of ten thousand feet.

"Master, he, he is a member of the Blood Bone Race!"

In the Central Continent, the people of the blood-bone tribe, the bones of these people are comparable to fierce beasts, flesh and blood can be destroyed, blood and bones are indispensable. The bloodbone man has a mysterious heritage and can fight against the skeleton.

These people are born fighters, powerful and powerful.

Ran Niu and the others were scared again, especially their aura was blocked, and their bodies couldn't compare with these people.

"Undress?"

The thirteenth from the left looked around, they could take off, but Ran Nuer could not.

"Yes, this is the rule!"

"The rules? Who made it?"

Left thirteen laughed, better than a skeleton? When the thirteenth left was a skeleton, there was no butcher.

"Haha, who made it? This is hell, and Lao Tzu is the **** dog!"

"There is no living person who has entered here. From the time you stepped into the gate, you were dead. You are dead, and everything about you belongs to us!"

"But death is not the most terrible thing. You don't want to see the most terrible thing, so you take off your clothes, and all the **** bloodlines just now are returned to me!"

Not only the butcher was roaring, the seven people also roared wildly, murderously.

"Snapped!"

But at this moment, no one thought that the thirteen from left raised his hand and slapped the butcher in the face.

The huge force hit the thin butcher directly several times, and the dirt under his feet became a pit.

"what happened?"

The seven people were stunned for a moment, and then they burst out with terrifying power, each of them, like bulls, already beginning to charge.

All of them had physical skills, blood evil physical skills, they rushed wildly, and the power they produced made Zuo Shisan nodded.

But the thirteenth from the left stretched out his hand again, and continued to pump it down.

"Fuck!"

Seven times, one was not many, one was not a lot, all of them circled the seven people, and there were seven pits on the ground.

"So much nonsense!"

"From today, the rules of this young master are rules!"

"Leave me all the way, and clean it up for me, have you heard clearly?"

The thirteenth from the left is very clean. Seeing the mess around the barracks, the thirteenth from the left frowns.

"Return to hell? Have you seen hell?"

The thirteenth from the left was quite disdainful, but this appearance made Ran Niu and the others dumbfounded again. The young master is too good, so he will do it when he comes up.

"Anyone who can do it, who makes him quarrelsome?"

The thirteen from the left snorted coldly, and Ran Nu'er nodded admiringly behind him. Dabai was amazing.

"Do you dare to hit me?"

The butcher finally reacted, and Tu Gu glared.

Only they bully others, how come this newcomer dare to do something with them.

"Not satisfied?"

"Are you not convinced?"

The thirteenth from the left has worked as an undercover agent in the previous life, and he has rich experience in the mixed society. This No. 3 yellow camp is actually equivalent to a social organization.

If you want to avoid being bullied, you must come in.

"I killed you!"

The butcher was the first to show his might, and blood and bones screamed among the big hands. The power of blood bone is comparable to a dragon.

However, the reminder had just started, and the thirteen from the left stretched out his hand again, grabbing the butcher's arm directly, and then smashed it down.

"Fuck!"

The direction of the smash is still killing bones. Tu Gu's huge body wanted to escape, but the speed of the thirteenth from the left was too fast. The body of the butcher's bamboo pole was drawn on Tu Gu's body on the spot.

"boom!"

The thirteenth from the left just flew the bones out just like playing baseball.

"what!"

The butcher screamed, and the proud power was fragile in front of the thirteenth left. The thirteenth left grasped the butcher again, really putting the butcher with a stick on the spot.

"Come on, who won't accept?"

The butcher is about to cry, there is no such bully, he is a human, he is not a stick.

All the dead men around were dumbfounded. How could the little white face in front of him be even more terrifying than the Four Slaughters? Who was recruited in the death camp this time?

And at this moment, in the middle of the barracks, in the stone house, there was a roar.

"Namo Amitabha!"

With this Buddha number, a hand came out from the air, and the bones were saved on the spot. Then, in the stone house, there seemed to be King Kong coming out, and the whole camp was shaking.

"The boss is out of retreat!"

Everyone knelt, no one dared to stand, and in the stone house, a creature nearly three feet tall walked out slowly.

The creature has a bald head with a ring scar on it. This is obviously a monk.

But this monk was too ferocious, his body was full of muscles, and his blood-red armor was too small on his body.

This person's body was burning with the fire of King Kong, and this power had already surpassed the Spirit Venerable and reached the Spirit Sect.

The boss in a death camp has the power comparable to a god.

"Who is it, the one who moved me!"

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