Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Above the void, white robe hunts and hunts, a bright moon shines forever, above the bright moon, the white-clothed man is as mighty as the sea. Especially in this divine might, there is a special evil charm, and there is a trace of laziness within the evil charm.

A handsome man, in white clothes like a god.

Half of the man's face was also wearing a moon mask, revealing the pupils of stars.

"Ming Wushen!"

Wang Tianji's pupils shrank, and Hou Ming in white returned without spirit. Shuanghou face to face, the old strong and the new strong face to face again.

The origin of Ming Wushen is very mysterious. It is said that he came from the mysterious ancient sect and used something to enter the army and sweep all the way. It only took ten years to go from being a guard to being a prince and no god.

Time is Hou, the **** of the army. The establishment of the White Robe Army has never failed. Even among the barbarians, those barbaric kings were pitted by Ming Wushen.

Just now, the projection of Yelu Xiongba was also killed by Ming Wushen.

Of course Wang Tianji was afraid of being godless, this person seemed to be invisible forever. In particular, no one knows what sect Wushen is.

If you can't see through, you can't deal with it.

"Hou Baiyi, it's just an army who dares to die!"

"Qing Xuanhou, just a **** general!"

Ming Wushen glanced at Liu Yuan indifferently, just a glance, Liu Yuan rumang on his back, with a low growl, his spine was about to break.

"Baiyihou!"

Wang Tianji sneered, Ming Wushen actually acted on Liu Yuan in front of him.

"This person has merit in this battle!"

Ming Wushen glanced at the thirteenth on the left, and the White-robed army boiled again. The Hou Baiyi recognized the thirteenth from the left, and the thirteenth from the left was worry-free.

"Wang Tianji, the lord of a state, slaughtered millions of creatures. Even if you kill Fang Chao, do you think it's all right?"

Ming Wushen smiled and looked at Wang Tianji, even looking at Fang Chao's head, talking to himself.

"For a **** fruit, that's it? I hope your soul is still there!"

The two words Shenhun were aggravated, and Wang Tianji snorted coldly, not even seeing Godlessness.

"go back!"

Wang Tianji also didn't look at the thirteenth from the left, no matter how much credit the thirteen from the left, an ant existed, not in the eyes of Qing Xuanhou.

"The desolate city needs to be rebuilt, and the court will definitely check it out."

Ming Wushen said faintly again. Everyone obviously saw Wang Tianji's shoulders trembling, and this veteran prince was also afraid.

The Qinglin Army went too fast, and Wang Tianji was going back to Chongjiu City to make arrangements.

"Farewell, Lord Hou!"

Pago led the people to kneel down, and from the Dragon Elephant City, the white-robed army returned one after another, gathered into a torrent, kneeling down to worship Ming Wushen.

"Back to Longxiang City!"

Ming Wushen smiled faintly, and led everyone towards Longxiang City.

"Left thirteenth, why didn't you kneel just now?"

Leng Qi was standing next to Zuo Thirteen, and now Leng Qi whispered softly to Zuo Thirteen. Only Zuo Thirteen could make Leng Qi do this.

"he?"

The thirteenth from left squeezed his fists hard, trying to curse.

No wonder he entered the dying army, all of this was planned by someone. When the thirteenth on the left saw Ming Wushen, he really wanted to question him.

However, the thirteenth from the left was pressed down and quickly returned to Longxiang City to save Ran Nuer.

Today's dying army is already a begging army. In this battle, 72 people begging to live, except for Ran Nuer, who is dying, everyone else is unharmed. When the thirteenth from the left returned to Longxiang City, Ba Gou came towards the thirteenth from the left.

"Left thirteenth, Lord Hou will let you pass!"

Ming Wushen has returned, the Dragon Elephant Canyon has been restored, and the Dragon Elephant City has been solidified, and it is impossible for the barbarians to return.

In this battle, Ming Wushen also obtained the land of the barbarians thousands of miles, and now he has to report to the court, waiting for further progress. But the most important thing now is that Ming Wushen wants to see the thirteenth from the left.

"No time!"

But who could have thought that Zuo Thirteen would not go to see him at all, and would run towards Ran Nu'er.

"Are you crazy? That's Lord Hou!"

Qi Lin wanted to catch the thirteenth from the left, Leng Qi quickly explained: "Ran Nu'er is seriously injured, he is saved, you tell Master Hou!"

"I told Lord Hou? Don't you know Lord Hou's temper!"

"If you want to talk, you go talk!"

Qi Lin didn't dare, the white-robed army went up and down, who didn't know that Ming Wushen Juixi would report. Don't see that Wushen is usually arrogant, and his opponents are quite good, but if his people make mistakes, Ming Wushen's rules are too weird.

"I don't dare, Black Armor, go ahead!"

Ba Gou didn't dare, and could only let Leng Qi find Ming Wushen. The white-robed army knows that the black armor will not be afraid of being a godless.

"OK then!"

Leng Qi is not fearless, but Leng Qi knows Ming Wushen's secret, and Ming Wushen also knows Leng Qi's secret. The two sides are only a certain amount of cooperation.

But for the thirteenth left, Leng Qi can go to Ming Wushen first.

Leng Qi looked for Ming Wushen, and the thirteenth left had already arrived in front of Ran Nu'er. In the Light Wing Divine Ball, there was a soul, enough to refine a soul pill.

The thirteenth from the left hurriedly refine the alchemy. At night, under the concern of Tao Zhu and others, the thirteen from the left finally succeeded in refining.

Soon Ran Nuer got the pill and slowly woke up. But this time I wake up, I still need to adjust.

"Great!"

The people in Heigu Village, Situ, Jingang and Tao Zhu, all felt relieved.

In this battle, everyone followed the thirteenth from the left and killed the barbarians. With military merit, some people have been able to regain their freedom. Moreover, the military merits of the thirteenth from the left are too much. Now in the identity token, the military merits of the thirteenth from the left can no longer be displayed, which makes the ticket holder turn purple.

"Boss, next step, what shall we do?"

Tao Zhu can only follow the thirteenth from the left, after all, he is the demon slave of the thirteenth from the left. The others also looked at the thirteenth from the left, and finally King Kong also mumbled and said, "Boss, where are you, where am I!"

"Yes, follow the boss, silently begging for death!"

Everyone roared one after another. This battle really made them feel that the thirteenth left was the **** of the army and they were invincible.

"If you want to die, just stay with me. Rest is rest!"

The thirteenth from the left gave orders to everyone and was finally able to rest. The thirteenth from the left stayed in the room for three days. No matter what happened outside, the thirteenth from the left finally seized the opportunity to recover.

Left thirteen was resting there, but Leng Qi came over every day, Ming Wushen came to call Zuo thirteen every day, and Zuo thirteen didn't pay attention at all.

In the whole army, who would dare to disobey the white robe like this?

Even Tao Zhu and the others can't stand it anymore. If you really want to anger Bai Yihou, it will be troublesome.

"Boss, come out quickly, the black-clad general is here again!"

Tao Zhu and the others were crying, what was left thirteenth doing, and they couldn't hide in the room.

These people were in a hurry, and no one knew that the thirteenth left in the Light Wing Divine Orb opened up a space, apart from rest, it was cultivation.

Those souls were either given to alchemy by the thirteenth left, or they were all absorbed by Chaos Tian Jing.

At the same time, the thirteenth from the left also practiced "Sword Thirteen" again. Tu Long had been refined by Tai Shitian, and the spirits in it had already condensed. The thirteenth from left has been busy with these things these days, where can I take care of Baiyihou?

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