Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The thirteenth from the left had already walked out of the courtyard of the Holy Lord. When he walked out, the many powerful people outside all looked at the thirteenth from the left.

"Holy Lord, are you still in a coma?"

"Is there really no way?"

The thirteenth left is an alchemist. He said his identity, so that everyone in the temple let the thirteenth left enter the courtyard to take a look.

Around the yard, twelve source icebergs rose up, among the source ice, the previous generation of heavenly kings still guarded it.

"There is no way!"

Left Thirteen shook his head with a solemn expression. This news disappointed everyone in the temple.

"The Holy Lord is in a coma, everything in the temple is a little messy."

"The sacred fire is extinguished, this is indeed a big thing. And the sacred fire pillar recognized Yeluguang!"

"On the side of the royal family, Yeluguang still wants to open the holy mountain!"

This incident shocked the barbarians and the temple.

"Leave these to you, I'm leaving now!"

The thirteenth from the left wanted to find evidence, and the thirteenth from the left also wanted to find out about the slaughter, the mysterious sha. There is no shortage of ancient heroic spirits, what exactly is this shame?

Wearing a white cloak, he walked out of the temple and disappeared into the plains step by step.

When he walked out of the temple, Zuo Thirteen was excited in his heart and did not look back.

"You lied!"

Lan Wushuang looked at Zuo Thirteen with no anger, he, this man, lied.

"Well, indeed, he lied!"

"what?"

The thirteenth from the left passed through a grassland, and there was a teleportation formation ahead, but he heard two women talking like this.

"When you lie, touch your nose!"

"Just now outside the Holy Lord's courtyard, you must have lied!"

The barbarian land is too vast. Every piece of grassland has a special teleportation array. This is a magic array, which only the barbarian elite can know and can open.

Under each magic circle, there are special spars, which emit light at night and envelope the earth.

The thirteenth from the left looked at the magic circle and listened to the words of the two women, without explaining.

"Holy Lord, is there anything on earth?"

Zi Yan looked at the thirteenth left nervously. Why did the thirteenth left lie?

"This teleportation array is a bit big?"

"Of course it is big, some wild beasts have to be teleported, and there are cattle and sheep?"

"Cattle and sheep pressure transmission?"

The thirteenth from the left finally turned off the topic, and then saw Lan Wushuang wave his hand, igniting the big array.

In the plains, rays of light are transmitted from different locations. Finally, after nine times of teleportation, the thirteenth and others from the left came to a wasteland.

This world is foggy, with blood all over it.

In front is the wilderness tribe, you can see it when you cross the wasteland. But now, this place is simply dead, and the breath of death spreads here.

"How could this be? No grass will grow?"

Lan Wushuang watched in shock. She, the stone ghost heavenly king, bears the primitive way and is not afraid of death. But feeling this, my heart is also terrified.

The dignified sages are all able to panic, and gradually the breath here is terrifying.

Zi Yan had long been hiding behind Zuo XIII, and the Shadow Killing Heritage was also afraid.

"Tell me about Yeluguang!"

Zuo Shisan looked ahead, and there was indeed a suffocating anger in front of him. This suffocation made Zuo Shisan licked the corner of his lips.

Lan Wushuang began to talk about Ye Luguang, this person is indeed too talented.

"Is it the same as Ye Tang? The posture of the great emperor?"

The thirteen from the left sneered, but at this moment, in the black mist ahead, a number of people appeared.

"Someone?"

Zi Yan quickly reminded the left thirteenth, and the left thirteenth was still standing, looking ahead. Hei Jue and others walked out of the black fog, and Hei Jue's face was full of hideousness at this time.

"Are you here? Did you see it? This is what your temple did!"

"temple?"

Behind Hei Jue, the remnants of the tribe came towards the thirteenth from the left.

These people, young and old, all had miserable faces, and hundreds of people gathered around the thirteenth and others on the left.

"Kill them and pay for our tribe!"

"Humph!"

Lan Wushuang was very polite, these barbarians dared to do something, and the anger of the heavenly king would burn here again.

"Kill us, come, kill!"

But these people are as crazy as they are, and even some tribal mages have begun to chant, summon fire and water, to destroy this place.

"Angel, what should I do?"

Ziyan was also surrounded by people. These people were all savages, different savages.

"They are dead!"

Left 13 shook his head. These people lost their families and tribes, just like the living dead.

"Hei Jue, we are here to investigate!"

On the thirteenth left, Lan Wushuang suppressed all these people, and the law of the heavenly king descended on the wasteland.

Hei Jue was also suppressed, leading the saints and the three flowers.

"Investigation? It's you, well, I will show you all!"

Hei Jue was in great pain, raised his head and stared at the thirteenth from the left. Thirteenth from the left raised his hand, Lan Wushuang let go of Hei Jue, who was crawling towards the wasteland at this time.

There was a wailing sound from behind, the living dead, they weren't alive at all.

"Why are you crawling?"

"Because, I don't want to throw up, I don't want to face all this!" Hei Jue said painfully.

Hei Jue is like a dog, but when Zuo 13 and others walked out of the wasteland, they vaguely saw the tribe in front of them, and with just one glance, Zi Yan's stomach began to roll.

Is that a tribe? That is hell.

Stumped limbs and broken arms, bones are thick, and the unjust souls are entangled in the tribe. These people who were slaughtered by the Sha, turned into unjust souls, and walked among the tribes. However, these wronged souls are extremely miserable.

That is blood, that is skeleton, that is purgatory on earth.

"Did you see it? It's the spirit evil spirit, it's the same existence as the heroic spirit."

Hei Jue was wailing, and in the eyes of these wronged souls, some kind of spirit evil appeared, just like heroic spirits. The holy spirits slaughtered them.

Hei Jue lay on the ground, crying bitterly. There are no more tears, and his tears have dried up long ago.

"This is just a tribe!"

Hei Jue wailed again, while Zi Yan and Lan Wushuang both showed pain. They did not expect it to be so miserable. And these wronged souls did encounter Lingsha.

"Is crying useful?"

The thirteenth from the left walked by Hei Jue and headed towards the tribe, without fear of evil spirits, and without caring about purgatory on earth.

In fact, the thirteenth left is also disgusting, but he is a zombie, an instinct that makes the thirteenth left want to walk in purgatory.

"Angel, what are you going to do?"

"There is a problem with these wronged souls!"

The thirteen on the left pointed to these wronged souls, and they had already entered the tribe. In an instant, these wronged souls all moved toward the left thirteenth, and the left thirteenth was enveloped by countless wronged souls.

These wronged souls are indeed very strange. They can't hurt the thirteenth left, but they surround the thirteenth left, as if they are tearing something.

"Humph!"

The thirteen from the left snorted indifferently, sighing and stiffening, and these grievances disappeared.

"you!"

Hei Jue raised his head angrily, but saw Zuo Shisan actually stretched out his hand again. It was an unjust soul, who was a tribal mage before his death, was swallowed by Zuo Shisan in one bite.

"what?"

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