Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Ba Gou looked deeply at the ghost clan, they couldn't contact the outside, and the twelve bronze furnace formations suppressed the desolate city. The battle with the barbarians was strange everywhere.

Until now, it was only in Liangzhou, and no one was in charge of the dynasty. Even other states don’t know about this. The twelve bronze furnaces have all appeared. It is obviously a decisive battle. The Barbarians have used so much to kill the White Robe Army?

"Except for two ghost generals, there is no ghost king in the ghost clan. What is going on?"

Jian Wuling also spoke in a low voice, the double swords on his waist occasionally screamed, and Jian Wuling's body was always enveloped by the sword spirit spirit.

"In the Worm Valley, anyway, the ghost king has not come!"

"If it comes, we can't resist it! Fortunately!"

After Ba Gou said these words, he thought of that person, the mission of Worm Valley was that that person found out.

If Ba Gou knew that the thirteenth left not only destroyed the teleportation formation, but also killed a ghost general, it would be even more shocking.

"There must be something serious in Linghuang City!"

"We must go out!"

"No matter if you make peace, you can get out!"

The three gods looked at each other and waited here, just waiting for death.

"There is only one way, but in this case?"

Ba Gou looked deeply at the sword dance spirit. Qi Lin belonged to the white robe army, while the sword dance spirit belonged to the Qing Lin army. The two sides had been at odds.

Jian Wuling raised an eyebrow and looked at Pago with dissatisfaction.

"What do you mean?"

Jian Wuling became even colder, and even trembled with anger.

"Wu Ling, you go out first!"

But Ba Gou looked at Jian Wuling deeply, and with a word, Jian Wuling was stunned.

"You let me out first?"

Jian Wuling really didn't expect that Ba Gou wanted to stay in the end. Ba Gou meant that he wanted the Qinglin Army to come out, while their White Robe Army stayed here.

"To die, I died with the White Robe Army. I will use the Six Ding Liujia Art to open up a channel..."

"do not talk!"

Jian Wuling refused on the spot, biting her red lips fiercely, her eyes moist.

"Ahem, how about I go out first?"

Qi Lin felt a little depressed, but he didn't expect to fall here, but Ba Gou and Jian Wuling recognized themselves.

"Let's start preparing, after the six dinosaurs are laid, there is only one way!"

But Ba Gou didn't say much, said nothing, and led the people towards the copper furnace. Liu Ding Liu Jia, that is the secret technique of Pago's cultivation, and to lay six Ding Liu Jia, in addition to Pago's splitting the soul, at the same time Pago must ignite the blood in his body.

In addition to the essence and blood, there are six Ding Liujia talisman, these six talisman, that is the last heritage of Pago.

Six Ding and Liujia, walking along the veins, are equivalent to the five ghosts of the ghost family. At this juncture of crisis, Pago can only fight like this.

At least let the sword dance spirit lead the people to rush out, as long as someone survives, they can get revenge.

Jian Wuling looked at Ba Gou's back with an extremely ugly face, turned his head fiercely, and walked towards Xinghe.

"Kill, kill me!"

Sword Wuling is also a ruthless person. At this time, it is absolutely impossible for the ghost clan to discover Liuding Liujia, and then there is a battle. In this battle, the Qinglin Army fought for the White Robe Army.

In the galaxy, a great battle began again, and the sword dance spirits circled three thousand sword spirits, rushed out of the galaxy, and killed the ghost tribe army.

On the side of the ghost clan, the ghost general Yindang saw the sword dance spirit coming, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

"Can they bear it? It's a pity that it's useless!"

Xing Fasha also nodded, and gently tapped his finger out. Among the ghost tribe army behind him, a strong ghost tribe, riding a terrifying ghost head, headed towards the fire sword dance spirit.

"The heavens and demons desire!"

Xing Fasha came towards the sword dance spirit, and the battle between the two sides was even more violent. Xing Fasha can deprive the seven emotions and six desires, allowing soreness, pain, itching, pain, numbness and softness to appear in Wan Ling's body.

The sword dance spirit endures the desire of ghosts and demons, and the crazy slaughter of the sword spirit spirit is to attract everyone's attention.

Xing Fasha also went crazy, this sword dance spirit was really desperate, and he came to the ghost tribe army by himself with two swords.

"Madwoman!"

One by one the ghost clan was cut down, and then returned to the army again. The ghosts who lost their bodies only turned into souls, and these souls were also unstable and merged into the ghost tank behind the ghost army.

These ghost pots burn ghost fires, and each ghost fire represents the soul.

Above the ghost fire, there are also heads manifesting, making the ghost side gloomy.

"Boom!"

Jian Wuling really rushed over, but the seven emotions and desires on his body made Jian Wuling's eyes more and more distorted, even Jian Wuling looked at Xing Fasha, thinking he saw Ba Gou.

"Asshole!"

The sword dance spirit became more angry, why, why should he change into Ba Goo, the sword dance spirit became even more crazy.

On the other side of the galaxy, Qi Lin also gritted his teeth, and the White-robed Army watched the Qinglin Army fall one by one, but these fallen corpses were transformed into ghost races again. This situation made people angry.

"God, let's go!"

"Hold on, don't let people find Liu Ding Liu Jia!"

Qi Lin shook his head, all in order to protect Ba Gou, as long as Ba Gou placed six Ding Liu Jia, he could blast off the dark copper furnace above, allowing some to go out.

"boom!"

But just as everyone insisted, a crack appeared above the copper furnace, and a gap in the ghost clan formation directly broke.

"what?"

Yin Dang and others were taken aback, thinking that Da Neng had broken in. Did Da Zhou's people really react?

Xing Fasha was also shocked and quickly backed away, and Jian Wuling also looked up at the gap. That was their hope. Has the dynasty finally sent a strong man?

A figure came out.

"Reinforcements, reinforcements are coming, great!"

The army of the Great Zhou cheered and everyone saw it. It was reinforcement.

The people of the ghost tribe are also on guard. Some strong men tear the void and send them into reinforcements. It seems that the real battle is about to begin.

But just as everyone turned, the gap in the copper furnace slowly healed. These people stood in the galaxy without even a hundred people.

"That's it?" Yin Dang laughed wildly.

The whole army of ghost tribes also burst into laughter. There were a hundred people, except for one middle-grade spirit sect, most of them were spirits.

"how so?"

Jian Wuling almost died of anger. These people are all white-robed soldiers. What is the white-robed army doing?

"Sword Wuling, come back!"

Qi Lin also saw that, above the void, the black armor led the death-braking army in, which was simply death.

Jian Wuling rushed back again, and there were only 30,000 people in the Qinglin Army. These people looked at Hei Jia and others, and their faces were ashen.

"Too foolish, who let you in!"

Jian Wuling immediately became angry and looked at the black armor angrily. The black armor had already put on the mask again, and said in a dull voice, "Qing Xuanhou, Wang Tianji!"

"what?"

In a word, Jian Wuling lost his temper, but looked at the black armor with a change of eyes.

"Black Armor, what about Dragon Elephant City, what are you guys doing here?" Qi Lin also had a gloomy face.

"Save you!"

The black armor felt bitter in his heart, but there was no way. When he came in, he felt the twelve bronze furnace formations, and the black armor understood that they really couldn't get out.

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