Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Chapter 873: Heroes are here

Above the void, the ghost clan exploded with amazing energy again, the ghost was in the air, and the ghost monster faced everyone.

"Go back and go back to the temple!"

Holy Lord Yuan screamed, only relying on the temple to resist the ghost.

"You can't retreat, do you think, did I keep my hands?"

"The holy fire pillar has been broken, and the three thousand holy veins in the depths of the temple have been removed!"

Mingtai smiled gloomily, and just waved his hand slightly, a ghost and demon rushed into the temple, crashing countless halls, and at the same time, in the ground, a pillar of colorful light rushed out of the ground.

"what?"

The temple powerhouse wanted to stop, but was torn apart by ghosts.

A famous elder was sucked into the belly of the ghost, and thousands of barbarians entered the mouth of the ghost.

"Holy Lord, what should I do?"

Mingtai has been hiding for so many years, and has already had a layout for the temple. Under the cliffs of the temple, the holy veins contained therein are the true source of strength.

Seventy-two statues of the gods are under the temple.

But now, the seventy-two savage idols were shattering, and the energy exploded from the bottom of the temple, causing the temple to collapse.

"The blazing flame, burning my heart!"

An ascetic monk, burning a holy fire all over, rushed towards the ghost tribe army.

"No!"

Zi Yan and the others cried bitterly. It was not an ascetic monk. Behind him, dozens of people were burning with a blazing sacred flame, and then the power of faith rushed into the army of the ghost tribe.

"Boom!"

The thirteenth left also lowered his head, for the sake of the temple, these ascetic monks actually exposed themselves!

"My glory, for the temple!"

Once again, the ascetic monk stepped out, facing the ghosts and ghosts.

"My name is Qi Yuandan, my life is three thousand three hundred, and I, as the Venerable, will guard the temple, the barbarians..."

A venerable came out. He took off his robe and revealed his clean body. He didn't take anything. Every pore rushes out of the treasure.

"Venerable Qi!"

Everyone was moved here, this venerable man, walking towards the ghost and demon, was already offering sacrifices.

"This bunch of lunatics!"

The Ghost Race was also shocked, and never thought that at this time, these people could still exert such combat power.

These ascetic monks are simply lunatics, their lethality is too great.

A venerable fell, and many ascetic monks came out again, row by row, row by row, they would not die, the temple would not fall.

The sound of drums suddenly came from the crowd.

That was the drum of breaking the sky, and the heavenly king was already half kneeling around the holy master. These heavenly kings also burned spiritual flames on their bodies, and each heavenly king was sealed in the source ice, but in fact, their lifespans were not much.

"My holy armor!"

Lan Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, and the holy armor on his body thickened again. It was the holy armor from the previous generation of stone ghost heavenly king.

"Heavenly King inheritance, forever!"

The stone ghost heavenly king looked at Lan Wushuang deeply, showing a slight smile.

That is recognition, that is the recognition of this generation of kings.

The sound of the drum came out again, and the atrium of the Holy Master Yuan had already turned into a broken drum.

A generation of holy masters, accompanied by the twelve heavenly kings, all roared against the sky.

The Heavenly King Sacred Armor rushed out again and again, and they had to fight decisively, twelve in one, and summoned the undead gods.

"Holy Lord, your primordial soul has been destroyed, summon a savage god, and you are also dead!"

"Even if you die, you will be wiped out!"

The Holy Master recovered calm, where his atrium was, and turned into a continuous drumbeat. With the sound of this drum, as long as it is a barbarian, the blood continues to boil.

"Thirteen, the temple, leave it to you!"

Saint Lord Yuan smiled, the heavenly king has inheritance, she also has inheritance, the Barbarian Temple, handed over to Zuo XIII.

"Sister Holy Master!"

Left Thirteen shook his head. Above the sky, the ghost tribe army swooped down again. At that moment, the voice of Holy Master Yuan seemed to merge with Xia Ling's figure.

At the time of the battle in the Ancient Desolate Palace, it was the nightmare in the heart of the left thirteen.

In that battle, the thirteenth left lost Xia Ling, his sister Lin Piaoling, and his elder Tai Shitian.

Even in that battle, the thirteenth from the left gave up the physical body and gave up the win.

This is not the first time. There is also the Beidou treasure house. The thirteenth left was abused by Ye Tang and lost Qin Lan.

"I do not want to!"

The thirteenth from the left clenched his fist hard, and blood flowed out of his fingers. It was an absolute murder.

"I can fight, no one can hurt the people around me!"

"Ghost, I want to fight!"

"boom!"

No one thought that an invincible fighting intent appeared on the left thirteenth body. The law of murder has been integrated into oneself, but now left thirteen's body burst out invincible warfare.

That comes from the begging army, from the invincible army.

"Begging to live, beg to die!"

The thirteenth from the left gave a long roar, and at this moment, the heroic spirit came out of the thirteenth from the left.

"I am the heroic spirit, guarding the barbarians!"

"I am a hero, and I will live forever!"

"I am the hero, my race is safe!"

"I am a hero, when chasing down the enemy, infinite!"

Where Brother Qiang was, the heroic spirits came out, and these heroic spirits could actually manifest the world.

On the thirteenth left, the war spirit seemed to be immortal. The heroic spirits accompany the left and right, the thirteenth from the left actually stood in front of the holy master, the twelve heavenly kings also looked at in shock.

"Immortal Heroic Spirit, how could this be?"

"The previous saints once predicted that the heroic spirits will turn into war spirits!"

"Could it be that these heroic spirits can still fight!"

Holy Lord Yuan also saw it, and at this time, the fighting spirit burst out from the hero, and the death rope rushed out of the body of the thirteenth left, surrounding the hero.

"Boom!"

The imperial weapon came out through the bone mirror, and the incomplete imperial weapon shone on the bodies of Zuo 13 and others. I don't know why, brother Qiang, these heroic spirits all appeared in golden armor, which came from the begging army.

"Kaka!"

Not only that, the sealed Hall of Heroic Spirits, those heroic spirits, actually penetrated the seal and were summoned.

"A begging army, I can become a begging army!"

"Invincible Legion, fight for our barbarians!"

"boom!"

Ling Sha Lie finally walked out. The hundred ancient heroic spirits were summoned from the seal, and a set of gold houses appeared on the heroic spirits.

"My lord!"

The heroic spirit knelt in front of the thirteenth left, like the body of a giant spirit god, and the fierceness that radiated from his body restrained the ghost and monster.

Not only the ghosts and monsters, Mingtai also looked at in surprise.

"Underworld War Spirit? Is this true?"

"Heroic spirits are immortal, this is not a legend!"

Mingtai stepped back a little, and beside the thirteenth left, a heroic spirit followed, proudly looking at the ghost tribe army.

"Legend?"

"All heroes, are you ready?"

Below the death rope, the thirteenth from the left is the soul of the invincible army.

Immortal zombies, immortal heroic spirits, stand in front of the temple.

"Here!"

Lie smiled, being able to fight to survive, to fight again, these heroic spirits, even if they turn into demons, are okay.

The thirteenth from the left also smiled, looking at the ghosts and ghosts and the army of ghosts.

"Heroic begs a living army, charge!"