Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

When Jiang Baili bombarded the ghost, where the ghost disappeared, a gloomy voice came.

"Jiang Baili, hand over the heroic bones!"

"what?"

Jiang Baili raised his head fiercely, and in the twisted space around Jiang Baili, one hand came out of the space.

These hands are all wronged souls, which are millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of wronged souls.

"Give back my life!"

"impossible!"

Jiang Baili could no longer maintain his composure. Those were the souls that were once killed by the heroic spirits. These souls were actually collected.

The heroic spirit bones were shaking, and the killing at the beginning was simply a catastrophe.

"boom!"

These billions of souls rushed in towards Jiang Baili. The heroic bones were dimming, and Jiang Baili was getting old again in an instant.

"Quack, Jiang Baili, your bones are mine!"

After the billions of souls, it was a light and shadow, an illusory shadow.

"Go, you guys go!"

In a reversal, Jiang Baili finally knew who the opposite was. It was his nightmare.

"You are not dead? You live this life!"

"Do you recognize me? Is it useful?"

The former barbarian **** of law turned into a ghost. Such a thing made Jiang Baili desperate.

"Go, angel, lead them away!"

Jiang Baili turned into a Dao Qi, his body was old, his vitality was offering sacrifices.

A generation of quasi supreme, giving up everything, wants to block the thirteenth from the left.

"No one can run away!"

A ghost of the Lord Fa God turned into a black shadow covering the sky. There is no light in this world, and all light is lost. Only countless souls, like spider webs, continue to spread out.

"angel!"

Lan Wushuang and Zi Yan also rushed over, and Man Qi on the ground screamed.

"help me!"

Man Qi is the king of heaven. Once in the temple, Lan Wushuang raised his hand fiercely, and he saved Man Qi's remnant body.

"Go!"

"Where are you going?"

The thirteen from the left gave a wry smile and pointed to the outside. After the darkness, it was a mist. The wasteland is completely shrouded in mist. The fog stripped away from reality, and there was only magic in this world.

The power of the flesh cannot attack the soul.

The law here is changed, this is the terrible law of God.

"you can see?"

The ghostly transfiguration and faceless appearance made both Zi Yan and Lan Wushuang horrified.

"Let me go, I'm with you." Man Qi wanted to persuade.

"He may not be in the same group as Ye Luguang!"

Zuo Thirteen disdainfully looked at Man Qi, when it was all time, and said this nonsense.

"You are very smart!"

"Jiang Baili, and your so-called Son of Destiny, just ants!"

"Heroic Bone, hand it over."

"Ant? I hear too much of this word!"

"You are a Dharma God, and you have united with the ghost race and betrayed the temple and the barbarians!"

The left thirteen carried his hands on his back and pointed towards Lan Wushuang, suggesting that the two of them stayed back and the farther away the better.

"I am the king, guarding is my responsibility!"

Lan Wushuang let out a long whistle, and the bronze ring on the jade hand burst out with brilliant light. At this moment, Lan Wushuang turned into a light and shadow. In this light and shadow, the stone ghost heavenly king, the holy armor of heavenly king, condensed on Lan Wushuang's body.

It was a set of armor that looked like a blue luan, with huge wings, but crystals.

Billowing spirit power, sweeping the sky, in the darkness, it seems that there is finally light.

"The Heavenly King Sacred Armor, this generation, have you inherited it?" The ghost nodded.

"It turns out that it was the Heavenly King Sacred Armor!"

Man Qi cried bitterly, the ring he gave up, the seal of the heavenly king, it turned out that there was the holy armor of the heavenly king inside. Only when you enter the saints can you feel the call of the holy armor.

"Unless I die!"

The feather wings cover the thirteenth left. Among these feather wings, there are a series of savage patterns. These savage patterns illuminate the world, and the remnants of souls turn into blue smoke.

"The stone ghost king, should be called the ghost life king, this set of holy armor, blessed by the strong in the temple, is specially used to restrain the ghost race!"

"At the beginning, the twelve heavenly kings were all for restraining other ancient races!"

"Old Jiang!"

Lan Wushuang wanted to save Jiang Baili. At this time, the golden bones in Jiang Baili wanted to rush out. The billions of remnant souls completely enveloped Jiang Baili.

"Unfortunately, in this world, the law has changed!"

"Only spiritism!"

The ghost laughed loudly, waved his hand, his soul flowed, and blasted on Lan Wushuang's body. The soul was indeed swallowed by the Heavenly King Sacred Armor, and the remnant soul entered Lan Wushuang's body.

Lan Wushuang screamed, the sea of ​​consciousness was attacked, and the three flowers were melting.

"It's over, we're over!"

"You can't use a physical body here!"

Man Qi was panicked, and Zi Yan was also very anxious. At this time, it was the most peaceful, but it was the thirteenth from the left. With a wave of his hand, Yun Ji's soul burst out, burning the ghost, shining the world.

A volcano rose into the sky, the thirteenth from the left rescued Lan Wushuang, and at the same time, under the light of the volcano, he smiled faintly.

"Unfortunately, you still lost!"

"Don't forget, I took the initiative to come out!"

"You are a magic god, or you should be called a ghost god. I don't know why you, a barbaric clan, practice ghost skills. But I have seen such a spell before!"

"I have also killed ghosts and demons!"

"what?"

The ghost of the Lord Fascinated was stunned, and the thirteenth from the left was so relaxed, what was there to rely on.

Moreover, this world, being stripped, wants to penetrate the mist and return to the wild tribe, it is impossible, unless there is a special person waiting outside.

"Boy, who do you think you are?"

"Son of Destiny!"

The thirteen from the left smiled brilliantly again, then opened his arms, the Yunji soul fire was already burning on his body, and he walked slowly towards the ghost.

"I am the Son of Destiny approved by the temple, and I cannot fall."

"Haha, what do you think?"

"It's just an idiot, don't you know, Son of Destiny, this story and legend are simply fake."

"Secure Saint Soldier, enter the Great Realm, everyone can!"

"The holy sword in the temple is just to test the strong in the temple and enter the great realm!"

"Inspect the avenue?" Lan Wushuang looked at the ghost incredulously.

"I am a **** of law, and I know too many secret things."

"You think that the original holy sword was in the temple, but there were hundreds of them!"

"is it?"

The thirteen from the left looked at Lan Wushuang depressed. It turned out that the holy sword was just a means to test the strong. I don't know how it became this legend later. It's ridiculous to be the Son of Destiny.

"Hahaha!"

The thirteen from the left rolled his eyes and laughed again.

The strength of the physical body was unable to attack, but the thirteenth from the left continued to walk towards the ghost.

"Then I won't die either!"

"Don't believe me, can you try?"

"I am a good physical body, protected by soul fire, can you come in?"

"Soulfire, did you let me enter the sea of ​​consciousness?"

"So you think so!"

As soon as the ghost raised his hand, the sky turned upside down, and he hung upside down in an instant from the left thirteenth. Under this spirit power, Zuo Thirteen couldn't break free.

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