Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

That is the sachet. The heat in the sachet will burn the body of Zuo Thirteenth that has just grown out.

"What's so hot?"

The thirteenth from the left had already jumped up, with a big hole in his chest, and it hurt to death.

But immediately, the left thirteen nose moved, the smell of blood, the most wonderful smell of blood in the world.

"What blood?"

The thirteen on the left looked at the sachet in his hand, and there was a drop of blood, golden blood.

In the blood, a figure of a giant was transformed into a figure, this figure, standing on top of the sky, with infinite power and supernatural power!

That drop of blood, the supernatural power possessed, also made the blood of the thirteenth left boil.

By absorbing this drop of blood, everything on the left thirteenth will recover, and even the blood crystals that are about to split will be intact.

"That's Gushan Protoss, how can it be possible?"

Lan Xuegong also saw it, and saw the light and shadow condensed in the golden blood.

The shadow of the sky, the light of peerless.

"Gushan Protoss, what is that?"

Left Thirteen licked the corners of his lips, suppressing the bloodthirsty in his heart, and wanted to take a closer look at this drop of golden blood.

"There is one person in a mountain, the ancient mountain **** clan, bred in the mountain. Legend has it that it is the vein of the mountain **** of the gods, and legend has it that this clan has the power to destroy the stars!"

"The ancients come out, the mountain is broken?"

The thirteenth left was stunned on the spot. Is this a mountain god? Is this a mountain demon? With a mountain, a person is bred, and this person is born with supernatural powers.

And when the ancient mountain protoss matures, can it destroy the stars? Isn't this the devil?

"Why do you have such blood, who gave it?"

Lan Xuegong also asked in surprise, the ancient mountain **** clan had disappeared in the long river of history when it existed in ancient times. Is there still a living ancient mountain protoss in the current Shenjiang?

That's impossible. The mountains now can't breed the ancient mountain gods.

In ancient times, the spiritual energy was so full that there were divine objects everywhere. But in the Xuanhuang Continent now, how can there be so many auras used to nurture a person?

"The master gave it to me!"

Left thirteenth doesn't care now, not to mention the blood of the ancient mountain gods, as long as the left thirteenth can completely recover, the left thirteenth has to swallow it.

"No, this blood suddenly came out for what?"

Just when the thirteenth from the left was about to swallow the golden blood, his heart moved, because the thirteenth from the left felt the earth shaking, and the mountains in the distance wanted to crack.

"what is that?"

Lan Xue Palace was also shocked, looking at the sky, among the mountains, really wanting something to come out. And that direction is the direction of Yuling City.

"Something comes out?"

From a thousand miles away, it began to vibrate, and the mountains were breaking, and the veins of the ground were directly turned into powder.

In that direction, the territory seems to be completely broken.

Above the pupil of the word soldier, the thirteenth from left suddenly saw a hand among the mountains, suddenly soaring into the sky.

"That's the hand?"

The thirteenth from the left was also stupid. This hand was extremely tall, with blood-red hairs and gray skin on it, and Haori had to be taken off.

"It's not just the hands, it's the Gushan Protoss, there is a corpse of the Gushan Protoss!"

"There are people from the Corpse Xiaozong!"

Lan Xuegong also stood up and looked in shock. It turned out that in addition to Xu Yao, Ye Feng, and Cangming, in the back mountains of the Yuling clan, there was also a corpse Xiaozong person hidden.

What the Corpse Xiaozong wants is the corpse of the ancient mountain gods, and uses the blood of the feather spirits to find the ancient mountain gods. If such an ancient corpse appears, who can resist, even if the Spirit Sect comes, can he resist it.

At this moment, both hands have rushed out, and the huge mountains are collapsing. This is the moment of destruction.

"too big!"

From this distance, you can see that Qingtian's body has appeared. That huge head, like a mountain peak, has a mountain pattern on the head.

"This is the Gushan Protoss?"

The thirteenth from the left felt that he was an ant. The huge ancient mountain protoss was whitish all over. It had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, but now it reappears, but his eyes are hollow.

"Wow!"

There is no language, but it is a corpse roar!

In the direction of Yuling City, a gap was directly exploded. That direction is the wave of destruction. The huge turning body of the ancient mountain protoss has already looked at Yuling City.

"Who is it?"

The thirteen on the left was sweating, it was terrible, the blue dragon over there was completely enveloped by the huge corpse energy. The Gushan Protoss doesn't need any exercises at all, only relying on this power, it will destroy the world.

"Thirteenth from the left, I want to rescue the elders, please tell the Yu Lingzu quickly, and go quickly!"

"Escape, the farther you go, the better!"

The Blue Snow Palace shattered the silver teeth, the Tai Sui formation still exists, and now there is an ancient corpse.

Looking at the huge corpse in the distance, everything is dejected. This time the Shenjiang party, even if several disciples of the Corpse Xiaozong are destroyed, it is of no use.

"How did you break the formation? Still offering sacrifices?"

Left 13th was also anxious, slowly watching the boiling golden blood in his hand, Zuo 13th suddenly smiled at Lan Xuegong.

"Blue Snow Palace, I'll leave it to you!"

"I know!"

Lan Xuegong took a deep breath, but immediately reacted, only to see the thirteenth of the left holding the golden blood, soaring into the sky, and the black iron feather wings followed.

It's just that the black iron feather wing is broken, and the bone wing that has just grown out from the left thirteenth is also immature.

"Left thirteenth, you come back to me!"

Lan Xuegong finally understood that the thirteenth from left wanted to draw the ancient corpse away with the golden blood.

"After breaking the formation, just leave, don't ink!"

"Blue Snow Palace, I will be back!"

The thirteenth from the left did not look back either, although he was reluctant to give up, but he was also determined. The thirteenth from the left also understood that the reason why the priest left this sachet was to protect the Yu Spirit Race.

Everything was already expected. Either the thirteenth from the left led away the ancient corpse, or the Yuling tribe and the corpse Dao Sect, all died under the ancient corpse.

Xiao Hei in the distance also rushed out, trying to follow Left Thirteen, but was violently waved by Left Thirteen.

"Lan Xue Gong, take care of Xiao Hei for me!"

Xiao Hei let out a mournful cry and wanted to spread his wings, but the thirteenth from the left had already sealed Xiao Hei.

"I am a zombie, immortal!"

Left thirteenth thought this sentence silently in his heart, lowering his head, it was a sprint.

At this time, Yuling City was completely in chaos, the city was collapsing, and the terrifying shadow in the distance made Mo Xi and others desperate.

The ancient corpse is too powerful, and the sky-high body, wherever it goes, is destroyed.

Baili, in front of Yuling City, the people of the Yuling tribe looked at the sky in despair, there is no miracle, and the disaster of genocide is about to come.

But when the ancient corpse came in this direction, the figure from the left thirteenth passed over Yuling City.

"It's the emissary!"

Mo Xi watched in shock, at the golden blood in the hands of the left thirteen, and at the left thirteen one, rushing towards the ancient corpse.

"Go, go all!"

The thirteen left loudly roared, the bone wings vibrated again, and the black iron feather wings flapped quickly, trying to speed up again.

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