Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"Thirteenth from the left, I have a heroic charm, how can I kneel to you!"

Yulong took out the sacred talisman and slowly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Sacred Talisman? Is there such a rule?"

"How can there be such a rule, shameless!"

Zi Yan and the others scolded angrily, Senior Brother Yulong, it was too much.

"Don't say it's useless, the thirteenth from the left, rely on you, are you still the son of destiny?"

"I will test you!"

Yulong glared at everyone, the light from his eyes, like golden crow fireworks, filled the sky.

"Test me? You a sage, test me?"

The thirteenth left pointed to Yulong, and those strong in the temple also shook their heads. Yulong, the guardian disciple, challenged an ordinary person, that would be too much.

"Hehe, of course you are not qualified to do it with me, as long as you get here!"

Yulong squinted his eyes, and the Golden Crow's fireworks turned into volcanoes, hovering in the void. At this time, in front of the thirteenth left, a path of flame appeared.

"Come on..."

As soon as Yulong finished speaking, the thirteenth from the left had already walked over, without fear of Yulong's might.

"Ahem!"

Everyone was in an uproar, Yulong is a sage, and can suppress all the kings.

The thirteenth from left walked up so easily.

"I mean, you have to accept this test!"

Yulong's face was sullen, and with a fierce scream, his mighty power was transformed into a real dragon, and at the same time, every piece of dragon scale was condensed with peerless light.

"Snapped!"

The real dragon just about to roar, the left thirteen stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly.

The dragon's head burst and everything disappeared.

"what?"

This time, everyone in the temple understood that the thirteenth from the left was definitely not ordinary. The power used by the thirteenth from the left was too weird and so easy.

"Yulong, you are mean, you are a sage!"

"Ability, seal the realm, my man, blow you up with one punch!" Lan Wushuang was full of contempt during the suppression.

"Yes, if it weren't for the sacred talisman, how could we be suppressed by you!"

"Shut up all to me!"

Yulong was completely angry. How the 13th left did just now, even the power of the real dragon could easily penetrate.

"Okay, I let you watch!"

"Lan Wushuang, just this man, I can kill with one hand!"

At the foot of Yulong, it turned into a black hole, and the sacred spear of the silver dragon rushed into the sky, causing the legal platform to burst.

Yulong stretched out a finger, like Optimus Jade Pillar, the finger was the sky, and the hand fell to the ground. The Yulong didn't even use the spirit king's cultivation base. The Yulong's body was condensed for thousands of years, golden bones and bright flames!

The flesh is a treasure, the real dragon is possessed, and in the void, Wanlong is roaring.

"It's too much, he even used the true dragon body!"

"Master sister, your man, okay?"

"Look at it, it's better than strength, my man, play him to death!" Lan Wushuang was proud of himself, and the corners of his mouth raised.

But Lan Wushuang's words, who can believe that Yulong is indeed too strong. Guarded in the Hall of Valor, has such combat power for thousands of years.

"How to do?"

Everyone in the temple also watched, the man on the left thirteenth could not bear the finger of Yulong.

But in the midst of everyone's suspicion, the thirteenth from the left just raised his hand and grabbed it towards the void. Wanlong seemed to be dumb, and the black hole burst directly.

The thirteenth from the left was also a finger, which was pointed among the golden bones.

"Gaba!"

Yulong screamed and his finger broke on the spot. The sage finger, the true dragon body, was easily repelled by the thirteenth left.

"I beat you to death!"

Yulong was completely mad, and the true dragon body broke out completely. With a punch, Wanlong came out again, all of them were terrifying dragon heads, trying to destroy the world.

"roll!"

The thirteenth step from the left, hunting in white, also punched. The strength of the flesh is contested, without using the cultivation base, relying solely on strength, so why be afraid of the thirteenth left.

With a terrifying punch, the violent wind would kill Wanlong all on the spot. Not only that, but a hurricane blew up on the altar. In this hurricane, the power of the sacred talisman was disintegrating.

"What kind of power is this?"

The king of heaven was shocked. In the hurricane, the thirteenth fist from the left represented destruction and murder.

"Do not!"

Yulong also felt that this power was too strong, which Yulong had never seen before.

One punch, when Yulong's fist touched the fist of the left thirteenth, the whole fist was broken and the whole arm flew away. If it weren't for Yulong to retreat actively, this punch would really blow Yulong.

"call!"

In the temple, everyone exhaled, dead still, really dead still.

"Boom!"

This punch is not over yet, this punch also shattered the power of the Holy Talisman.

Lan Wushuang stood up, and the other heavenly kings broke free, looking at the thirteenth left in shock.

"How do you want to test?"

The thirteen from the left looked at Yulong, whose black hair was drooping and his face was extremely pale. But there was a wild spirit, resurrecting from flesh and blood.

Yulong's arm was returning, and Yulong's eyes were cold and terrifying at this time.

"I underestimated you. It turns out that you are the strongest and your strength!"

"You are all using me?"

Yulong looked at Lan Wushuang and the others. At this time, Yulong's murderous aura was boiling. Just when Lan Wushuang and others were about to speak, Yulong raised his hand fiercely, a spear, and the Silver Dragon Holy Spear flew out.

"Unfortunately, I am a sage, but what are you?"

Aura burst out, Yulong is a sage, surpassing the top spirit king.

The sun, countless suns, shines on the void. After the silver dragon holy spear, ten thousand days are in the air, it is a waste of life.

"Be careful!"

Lan Wushuang took a breath, trying to protect the thirteenth left. The thirteen on the left is very strong, but there is no cultivation base. But Lan Wushuang wanted to come over.

"Slay the dragon!"

"Oh!"

Dragon Slaying Spirit, Saint Soldier Spirit King, that is a knife, a glazed flying knife. This sword aura was too fierce. Just as the Silver Dragon Holy Spear came out, the sword came from behind and slashed on the tip of the spear.

"boom!"

Annihilation, everything is annihilation, the law table is broken. Half of the temple is about to be broken. This energy caused the cliffs of the temple to be broken, and the strong one by one broke through the sky, quickly guarding the world.

"Will you destroy the temple?"

These veteran strong men were angry, and even ascetic monks were summoned out, looking at Yulong and others coldly.

"My gun, my gun!"

Yulong looked forward sluggishly, the tip of the spear was gone, and what Yulong Sacred Spear was now the Yulong Sacred Stick. Moreover, the sword energy enters the Saint Soldier, directly destroying the weapon spirit.

Yulong never imagined that the body Saint Soldier could do this.

But at this time the thirteenth left was also pale, his arms trembled, and the dragon slayed out. The thirteenth left did not become the zombie king, and it seemed that he could not return to the dragon slaying too much strength.

"If it is a low-grade spirit king, it can be killed with a single knife, but unfortunately he is a sage."

It is impossible for the 13th left to kill Yulong, after all, Yulong is guarding his disciple.

"Yulong, you are enough, do you still want to use the sacred talisman, you are just a disciple, I don't believe it, the great elder asked you to test it."

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