Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"Gaba!"

The Linyu Sacred Sword was also broken. The Thirteenth from the left was more relaxed this time. After several broken swords, the Thirteen from the left finally understood that his power had evolved.

"Who is this guy?" Chen Dong and Zhu Ren were also shocked.

Lan Wushuang was about to disappear again, but Chen Dong grabbed him and begged: "Lan Wushuang, you are crazy, are you going to destroy all the holy swords?"

"I can tell you, you pay me the holy sword!"

"Why should I pay? I didn't break it, or should I stay with you all night?" Lan Wushuang roared angrily.

"Forget it!"

Chen Dong is honest, he can't do this with primitive women. And Zhu Ren, who was next to him, also had a gloomy face, looking at the thirteenth left. Only Zi Yan smiled and looked at these heavenly brothers.

"Continue?"

"I'm telling you, my family is thirteen, the son of destiny!"

"Son of Destiny? Your thirteen?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the thirteenth left, and the king suddenly discovered that this person was not a barbarian.

"what happened?"

Both Zhuren and Chendong exude a terrifying aura. Among these auras, Zhuren is the most vigorous, like a rock, making this space extremely stiff.

And behind Chendong, a primitive rainforest emerged. In this rain forest, there is the Optimus Prime, looking at the world like a pupil.

The twelve heavenly kings in the temple are all top-level spirit kings, supreme level.

"What's wrong with the barbarians?" Lan Wushuang sneered.

"It's better if it's not a barbarian. I'm tired of barbaric men. They smell bad, but this kid has a problem!"

"Even if he is the Son of Destiny, he can't be so easy!"

The thirteenth from the left was also puzzled, and his power evolved, but the holy swords in the temple were indeed too fragile, and he didn't know much.

"How many holy swords are there in total?" Left Thirteen was also curious.

"Zi Yan, who is he?"

The two heavenly kings grabbed Ziyan and must let Ziyan explain it. But at this time Lan Wushuang came to the thirteenth left again, lowered his voice and asked, "Shall we cooperate?"

"Cooperation?"

The left thirteen licked the corners of his lips. What does this woman think, and what cooperation? Especially Lan Wushuang's eyes were filled with spring, and between his breath, there was a red mist that melted into the ear of the thirteenth left.

"Supernatural power? Charm supernatural power?"

The thirteenth from the left is a zombie, how could he be charmed, but the thirteenth from the left couldn't help being curious, because the blood of Lan Wushuang was really delicious, and the thirteenth from the left really wanted to eat it.

"Help me teach someone and break his sword!"

"Ten drops of blood!"

"what?"

Lan Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, using charm, this so-called Son of Destiny, unexpectedly said such things, is he really?

"I want to taste it myself!"

The words from the left thirteen made Lan Wushuang's pretty face flushed. She had never seen such a bold man.

"One drop!" Lan Wushuang also licked his lips!

"Eight drops!"

The thirteen on the left made a vow, the two were calculating each other there, and at this time Zi Yan finally explained it clearly.

"How could the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty be the destiny of the barbarians?"

"Is it wrong?"

The two of them looked towards Zuo Shi13, but found Zuo Shi13 and Lan Wushuang smiling sinisterly. This made Zi Yan also alert, as long as he was with the stone ghost heavenly king, there would be no good things.

"Thirteen, what are you doing?"

"It's okay, Wushuang actually, it's good!"

"Hahaha!"

Lan Wushuang smiled coquettishly, no matter what, the last six drops of blood were taken, and Lan Wushuang felt very irritating, being swallowed by the left thirteen, seemed to have strange primitive power.

"you guys?"

Zi Yan couldn't imagine what was going on with these two people, and at this moment Zhu Ren and Chen Dong looked at each other and felt that something was going to happen.

"Go, go to Tiger Park!"

"what?"

Zi Yan didn't catch the left thirteen, and the left thirteen and Lan Wushuang disappeared at the same time. At this moment, Zhu Ren looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

"This guy is going to cause trouble, and that person will kill him!"

"Indeed, the master sister has been jealous for too long. It has been 700 years, how can I still remember it!"

"A needle in a woman's heart!"

"Brother Hu Shou, that is a lunatic, stop quickly, the Holy Lord still has to see the angel."

"The Holy Lord already knows? Oops, hurry over!"

Zhu Ren and Chendong finally regretted, and quickly grabbed Zi Yan and disappeared into the void. A gap opened in the void, and at this time Zuo Shisan and Lan Wushuang had already arrived in a cave.

But this cave is huge, with bones all around, and these bones are all beasts. In this temple, why is there such a terrible thing.

As soon as the thirteenth from the left appeared, he saw huge pupils appear in the cave ahead, like the sun and the moon.

"Wow!"

A fierce might, turned into a torrent, comparable to the might of a spirit king, making heaven and earth sink.

The savage air, thick and heavy, turned into a storm that swept the cave.

Lan Wushuang's dress was hunting, revealing long legs with ice muscles and bones, reflecting white light. Lan Wushuang was very dissatisfied, as if his body was stained with dust.

"Xiao Hei, you are looking for death!"

Lan Wushuang said, the pupils on the other side were frightened, and then a huge black tiger walked out of the cave. This black tiger was even more terrifying by the Four Spirits and White Tiger, and even more fierce and mighty.

"Hei Xuan Fierce Tiger!" The thirteen pupils on the left shrank. This is also an ancient strange beast, a natural enemy of the real dragon.

The black xuan fierce tiger is the ancestor of the four spirits and the white tiger.

"Xiao Hei, where is that person?"

Lan Wushuang looked at the cave stretched out coldly. At this moment, Heixuan Fierce Tiger looked at Lan Wushuang in fear, and finally squatted down and opened his mouth.

At this time, in the tiger's mouth, the three-color vortex rose up, and in the tiger's mouth was a hole in the sky.

"walk into!"

"Get in here?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank and entered Heixuanheihu's mouth. All spirits entered, and they became bones.

"What are you afraid of? What about me? It dared to eat you, so I took its skin off!" Lan Wushuang proudly grabbed the left thirteenth hand, and the left thirteenth hand felt a resilience.

"Oh!" Zuo Thirteen closed his eyes, go in and go in. For the sake of blood, Zuo Thirteen will also betray, but it feels good.

In the three-color vortex, a flash of aura flashed, and when the left thirteen walked into this cave, it was a primitive mountain. The mountains are like tigers, and there are countless tigers in the mountains.

This is the world of tigers, above the void, there are tigers flying into the sky, these ancient strange beasts, one by one, exudes terrible power. Here, it is simply in the ancient times, the earth is wild, the aura is abundant and unparalleled, and the Tianshan Mountains are unimaginable. Wan Hu was among them, but he was a fierce spirit in the world.

"This is his Tiger Garden, Tiger Harvest King, grandma, come, get out of me!"

Lan Wushuang pinched his waist with both hands, quite domineering, and then saw a torrent of water spreading out. The Void Tiger fell directly, and all the tigers in the distant tiger den fell on their ground.

"Oh, the ancient fierce tiger is not as terrible as the tigress!"

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