Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Zuo Thirteen is right now, so much energy, it is just for Zuo Thirteen. In any case, it is a good thing to become a zombie king.

But when the thirteen on the left was inexplicably excited, the thirteen on the left suddenly stretched out his left hand.

"Win the hook!"

The thirteenth from the left reacted on the spot, and the left hand rose automatically, which was obviously a win hook. At this critical moment, how did the win hook come out.

"Discuss, discuss?"

The thirteenth from left feels bad and wants to discuss with Yinggou.

"boom!"

The left hand turned into a black hole directly, and nearly 90% of the blood energy instantly moved towards the left hand. Just a moment, the left thirteen was cold.

"My heart is cold, have you forgotten our agreement?"

The thirteenth from the left was a little bit "exasperated into anger" and was about to become the zombie king. As a result, all these vitality were absorbed by the win hook.

The black hole on the left hand trembled, and the thirteen on the left was aggrieved like a forced woman, full of sadness.

"Agreed? Do you think you can absorb these things?"

The voice of contempt came from the left hand. Ying Gou really answered thirteen from the left.

"What do you mean?"

The thirteenth from the left was stunned for a moment, and just in this stunned effort, the blood infant uttered a stern cry, trembling all over, a bloody, from the land of the heart, towards the thirteenth on the left.

Everything stopped, even if the thirteenth left had a pupil with the word soldier. At this time, the thirteenth from the left saw that this **** energy had already come to the thirteenth left, and the power in the thirteenth left the thirteenth left with fear.

"roll!"

At this moment, Ying Gou screamed angrily, belonging to the zombie ancestor might, and it burst out instantly. Yinggou is indeed a remnant soul, but this power directly causes this blood energy to collapse.

In the land of the Saint Sect of Changle, above the coffin, the man suddenly raised his head.

"who is it?"

The ancestor of the saint, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, stood up from the coffin and looked at the void in shock.

In this world, blood pools were tumbling. This supreme, never expected that someone would directly cut off his connection with the blood infant.

Everything is blocked by people.

"Who is it?"

The ancestor of the saint, the existence of the supreme, was full of horror. These peaks exist, and all thoughts and thoughts are Taoism. Being able to block the blood baby, seeing this secret thing, has already been known by other supreme.

Winning the hook's shot completely shocked the ancestor of Changle Saint Sect.

At this time, the thirteenth from left finally recovered again, and the time and space around him was still stopped, only thirteen on the left was awake.

"Now you understand, you are too weak!"

"Your ability to cause trouble is getting bigger and bigger. It's up to you to still want to absorb all the blood? Do you have this condition?"

"Now if you want to become the zombie king, the robbery can kill you!"

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback, and he really didn't expect that there would be a catastrophe. How much did the win hook hide? That ten-year agreement was simply a pit. And just now, the thirteenth from left felt dead, and within this blood infant, there was a shocking power hidden.

"Blood Dao is not like this, they are also worthy to cultivate blood Dao?"

Yinggou was even more disdainful, these immortal warriors of the Xuanhuang Continent were all ants in his eyes. With the blood baby, wanting to set foot on the blood path is simply wishful thinking.

"Senior? If you talk about it, can't you absorb it all?"

The thirteenth from the left is not stupid. In such a short period of time, the blood babies were absorbed into scum by the black hole. That blood energy was absorbed by the win hook. No matter how much Yinggou said, it was not to absorb blood.

"You know six!"

Yinggou is very polite, but between these words, there is obviously a little excitement.

"Does this old monster also recover a little bit?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, and instinctively felt that the winning hook was still hiding something. However, the only thing left thirteen can be sure of is that Yinggou is still very proud of this blood.

"Okay, these blood spirits are yours!"

Yinggou seemed unwilling to explain to the left thirteen, the black hole gradually disappeared, and everything around him slowly recovered.

"What about blood babies?"

Leng Qi who was next to him recovered for the first time, and the scene in front of her made Leng Qi also exclaimed.

The blood qi is rapidly diminishing, and the blood baby has dried up and is really scum.

"What is this called?"

The thirteenth from the left seemed to be kicked by the win hook. Obviously he can become the zombie king, but he can only absorb the remaining blood. These blood qi were not enough to completely condense the bones.

However, if you don't melt bones, there are only 30 left to complete. The zombie body on the left thirteenth is indeed close to Dacheng.

"Thirteen, are you okay?"

Leng Qi looked at Zuo Thirteen with concern, and left Thirteen now, Leng Qi was not afraid at all.

"I'm fine, I just feel distressed!"

Left thirteenth raised his head depressed, but immediately laughed again, because the thirteenth left saw the fruit of blood. The opposite Fang Chao was absorbing the blood dao fruit.

"I want to be the Spirit King!"

Fang Chao screamed into the sky, the essence of the blood dao fruit was blending into Fang Chao's body, but the Confucianism and Taoism had already retreated, and the righteousness of heaven and earth could not fall into Fang Chao's body.

But above Fang Chao's head, the three flowers were bloody, and the five qi was also bloody. On the day of Fang Chao's place, there was an embryonic form of blood dao fruit.

As long as the embryonic form is condensed, the Fang Dynasty will be the Spirit King, and the lower-grade Spirit King will pass towards the middle-grade Spirit King.

In the Spirit King Realm, each level represents a huge cultivation base.

But when Fang Chao was absorbing the Blood Dao Fruit again, Fang Chao suddenly felt a pain in his body, and a knife was plunged into Fang Chao's body, and then a special suction force appeared directly on Fang Chao's body.

"what happened?"

Fang Chaomeng came to his senses and saw the terrifying look on the left thirteen at a glance.

"It's you!"

"I asked you to absorb Blood Dao Guo, so many people died for blood Dao Guo!"

With a long roar from the left thirteen, Tu Long cut out again, and at the same time frantically absorbed the blood dao fruit. Fang Chao also roared, and he was interrupted by the thirteenth from left when he had just been promoted to the Spirit King.

"Boom!"

After all, Fang Chao was the Spirit King, and the eruption of power wanted to blast the thirteenth from the left.

The zombie on the left thirteenth grabbed Fang Chao's body, no matter what might be, the thirteenth left was a sword with one hand and the blood dao fruit with the other. In this underground, the two are entangled together.

"Boom!"

The ground was bursting, and the magma came out. The thirteenth bit from the left bit Fang Chao's body for the last time.

"what!"

Fang Chaoyang roared, half of his blood was taken away by the thirteenth left. This made Fang Chao frightened, and at the same time Fang Chao also found that there was only a little blood left.

"Go away!"

Fang Chao raised his head in pain, the other half of his body shattered directly, and Fang Chao finally broke away from the left thirteenth hand. Fang Chao was most aggrieved at this time. He was the Spirit King, and he was wounded like this by the thirteenth left.

"You ruined everything!"

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