Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Zuo Qiankun already knew about the Jianwuping matter. If the Zuo family wanted to rise, they needed Tianjiao disciples. Zuo Thirteen used combat power to prove that he has this ability, and Zuo Qiankun certainly hoped Zuo Qingyun would understand.

Zuo Qingyun is the future of Zuo Family. Zuo Qiankun wants to let Zuo Qingyun understand that he needs different means if he wants to surrender alone.

"boom!"

In the secret hall where Zuo Qingyun was sitting, countless gaps were opened in the space, and a monster beast appeared in the center of the secret hall. It was a Tier 4 earth bear.

The fourth-order monster, with two hundred years of Taoism, is comparable to the ninth-order Dzogchen. Especially Earth Cangxiong, born with a domineering body, standing on the earth, bringing demon energy billowing.

Cangxiong wanted to break free, but at this moment, Zuo Qingyun just stretched out a finger, not looking at Cangxiong.

"boom!"

Wherever the finger passed, the demon energy burst open, and the Cangxiong wailed, and countless demon energy formed a wall of soil, which could not stop this astonishing finger.

That wasn't the power of the Spirit Martial Realm at all, it was the Spiritist Realm long ago.

The Cangxiong burst apart, but the blood mist in the sky did not appear. It was a wind that broke everything down.

"Naughty animal, I will let you understand, play with me, you can't afford it!"

Zuo Qingyun was too cold and killed Cang Xiong with one finger, and Zuo Qingyun waved his hand fiercely. In this secret hall, a monster beast was driven out again, and it seemed to have turned into a world of monster beasts.

Zuo Qingyun's fingers clicked out, venting the anger in his heart.

The land of the secret hall has been transformed into purgatory, the monster beast is roaring, Zuo Qingyun shows a terrible side.

These days, Zuo's family is very different. The dense area where Zuo Luoyu is located has been blocked. Left thirteenth couldn't get in at all. Such a situation made Zuo thirteen also anxious.

The thirteenth from the left wanted to summon the win, hoping to have a good talk, at least the ancestor had lived for countless years.

It is a pity that the thirteen from the left shouted for a long time, and did not ask for a win. This made Zuo Thirteen only hide in Baiyun Xiaozhu for cultivation.

The night is shrouded, and there are too few people in Baiyun Xiaozhu. Every night, it is terribly quiet. Occasionally, Bai Bao's snoring sound came, and he became a beast.

The thirteenth from the left is drawing out zombie blood, tempering the "Sanya Xuan Gong", and at the same time has integrated the Da Lei Yin Arrow into the character of soldiers, and the character of soldiers is tempering Da Lei Yin Arrow.

Everything was going on steadily, but at this moment, the thirteenth left suddenly stopped, rubbed his eyebrows, and his nose moved.

"How did you come?"

Without stimulating the soldier character pupil, the thirteenth from the left could also perceive it. Because outside the room, a faint fragrance came from the saint Qin Lan.

"You guy!"

There was a blush on Qin Lan's face, as if she saw the nose of the left thirteen move, which made Qin Lan a little bit unwilling to enter. In the night, Qin Lan wore a dark gold dress, coming from the night like an elf.

Silently, Qin Lan walked into Baiyun Xiaozhu and appeared at the door of the thirteenth left.

"I didn't invite you, something?"

Left Thirteen laughed. In this night, Left Thirteen had a kind of evil charm, staring at Qin Lan provocatively.

Qin Lan obviously walked very steadily, and it was always so uncomfortable to be stared at by the left thirteen. In Qin Lan's eyes, the left thirteen seemed to be able to see through everything, which made Qin Lan a little unsure.

Left thirteenth can really see everything, but in the eyes of left thirteenth, that is the original world. In that grid, Qin Lan was like a walking lotus, white and flawless.

The left thirteen waved his hand and the room opened, regaining a sense of indifference.

"The night is coming, good thing!"

"It is indeed a good thing!"

Qin Lan walked in, and the room closed naturally. It was originally a white lotus, but at this time Qin Lan was showing charmingness. No one could accept that charmingness.

The hem of the skirt hung down on the ground, Qin Lan swayed, and the sleeves on her shoulders slipped slightly. The skin is like fat, in the dark, like suet jade.

That style is indeed exciting, and Qin Lan is a saint, a saint from Tianzong.

"Flap!"

The thirteenth left applauded, as if enjoying a model performance. Thirteen from the left had already laughed, but did not move, nor did he meet Qin Lan.

"Put away your disguise, I am not Zuo Qingyun and Zuo Yunshu, you don't have to show your fox tail."

Zuo Shisan's face condensed, and when Qin Lan walked in, he said such words.

"you!"

Qin Lan didn't expect once again, originally thought that Zuo Shisan could surrender under the pomegranate skirt, and Qin Lan would handle everything tonight.

But the thirteen on the left was different from the others, his eyes were very clear, although he was smiling, the smile was just like her, it was a disguise.

"Thirteenth Young Master, I was joking, I came, and I really have something to ask the 13th Young Master!"

Qin Lan didn't seem to hear, and she walked to the thirteenth left and smiled softly: "Don't you ask me to sit down?"

"If you want to sit, just sit, but I advise you, at night, I am not a human being!"

The thirteen from the left stepped out and suddenly appeared in front of Qin Lan. There was a violent wind and the skirt was fluttering. The thirteen from the left stretched his hands over Qin Lan's waist.

Qin Lan's eyes condensed, but she still smiled charmingly, fluttered lightly, and easily avoided.

"If the Thirteenth Young Master promises me, I will thank the Thirteenth Young Master personally."

The words of the saint made the thirteenth left laugh, as if once became dull.

"How do you thank? Tell me!"

The thirteen from the left once again forced the past, Qin Lan seemed to be facing, but in fact, she was backing away in secret, with a trace of contempt in the corner of her eyes.

"Sure enough, I got the bait!"

Qin Lan was too confident, her red lips shook slightly, Qin Lan exuded infinite charm, and while she was avoiding, Qin Lan said quietly: "Thirteen youngsters, the dragon among the people, I hope the 13th youngsters will win the Zuo Family Grand Competition and defeat them personally. Zuo Qingyun."

"what?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback for a moment, and I really didn't expect Qin Lan to be such a request.

"I hope that the Thirteenth Young Master will aspire to the Great Competition, and I will show the Taoism of Li Tianzong!"

"what?"

The thirteenth left was shocked one after another, what exactly was the saint Qin Lan hiding? Why did you take out the Taoism of Li Tianzong?

"Walking through the people!"

Qin Lan came out with the palm of his hand, the world has a history, and the people are the way. Stars are circulating one after another, that is the opening general outline of crossing people. The general outline can inspire visions.

Qin Lan's eyes bloomed with brilliance, and he stared at Zuo Thirteen deeply. With Crossing in his hand, Qin Lan believed that Zuo Thirteen would definitely agree, and Zuo Family would start from the variable of Zuo Thirteen.

The way of the way, crossing people!

The eyes of the thirteenth left were indeed erratic, and it was not that they had never seen the Taoist Sutra of Zuo Family, but the thirteenth left found that the Taoist Sutra was obviously different compared to the "Duren Jing".

"Scripture, thank you personally? Do you hate Zuo Qingyun so much?"

The thirteen from left suddenly appeared on the other side of Qin Lan in your confusion, ignoring Qin Lan's dodge, and firmly grasped Qin Lan's waist with his left hand.

"you!"

Qin Lan's pupils shrank, but she didn't expect that she would be touched by the thirteenth left.

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