Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

For seven days, seven days in a row, without sleep, thousands of thunder and fire are soaring, transforming into a foreign land. In the temple, many people are waiting outside the Lei Xi Heavenly King Hall.

Some elders left the customs one after another, all feeling a murderous air.

"This is a murderous soldier, can it really be a meteorite?"

"There is no **** in this world. If the sword is out, under the Spirit King, you can kill with one sword!"

"Is it the Mangtian King? To cast the spirit of the Holy Soldier?"

In that foreign land, a sword spirit descended from nine days, and black seeds were entwined with corpse energy, blood energy, evil energy, and rigid energy.

This seed is really killing everything.

Below this kind of child, the thirteenth from the left has been hovering and sitting down. Amidst the stiff air, word soldiers descended from the void. The word soldier was mysterious and unpredictable, and even the king of heaven was shocked when he saw it.

"The origin of ten thousand soldiers, this is not Dao, magic, talisman, formation? What does this word imply?"

"Zi Yan, what on earth did you bring?"

The three heavenly kings were so shocked that they did not dare to disturb the thirteenth left.

The thirteenth from the left has been running the word soldier, using the power of zombies, using the secret of heaven. The word soldier manifests, inspiring the sword spirit. The thirteenth hand on the left points to the void.

The seed descended, moving towards the embryonic form in the furnace. That is fire, that is iron, that is knife. Circulating, morphing, and beating thousands of thunderbolts, a knife, a sword of colored glaze, is morphing.

At this time the seed came and the sword spirit returned.

"Buzzing!"

In the Palace of Heavenly Kings, any magical artifacts all vibrated. Following this, all kinds of metal objects in the temple tremble.

The strong men hidden in the temple, even the ascetic monks who kept their eyes closed, some wore jewellery on their bodies, and they trembled, allowing the ascetic monks to come from the broken work.

Everyone in the temple was shaken, and at this time the temple rock wall also shook. The pillar of fire in the temple, representing the eternally unextinguished temple in the distance, was also shaking.

"The pillar of fire is also metal?"

Everyone looked up to see what kind of holy soldier this is, possessing such power.

"Hurry up, at the point of delivery!"

Zhuren crushed every spiritual vein, and now Zhuren was not for the thirteenth from the left, but for this peerless holy soldier. At this time Zhuren must be forged, this is his way.

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, feeling the most critical moment, the sword spirit inspired by the word soldier finally condenses, as long as the seed enters the new dragon slaying, the peerless saint soldier will come out.

Within the meteorite iron, there is also a spirit, the two merge into one day, the saint soldiers will come out, and the peerless dragon will also come out.

"melt!"

The three heavenly kings stood up proudly, and Zhuren Shenhuo rushed out of the vision of the Thunder Prison and turned into the Thunder God to reach the sky. And behind Chendong, a red cloud appeared, and in this red cloud, a **** king descended to the world to control spells.

Behind Ju Mang, those are the battle flags, that is the vision of the legion, the commander of heaven and earth, killing the heaven.

The three heavenly kings, blessed by visions, and auras are rolling in. At this moment, they are also to witness and witness the emergence of peerless soldiers.

"And I!"

At this moment, the 13th left finally felt that Dragon Slaying was still not good enough. At this moment, the 13th left actually jumped down and headed towards the sacred furnace.

"Come back, are you crazy?"

Chu Ren almost died of fright, there was a lot of thunder and fire inside, how could the thirteenth from left take the initiative to enter. At this time, Zuo Shisan ignored Wan Leihuo, even in the face of Wan Lei, Zuo Shisan stood up proudly and smashed out with a punch.

"Boom!"

Peerless supernatural power fell on the blade, and the glazed sword was beaten, sometimes extended and sometimes dulled.

"He, can he take it?"

"This physical body is comparable to a heavenly king!"

"As expected, the brother of the Holy Lord!"

The three heavenly kings were shocked, and finally recognized the thirteenth left. With this immortal body, living in the thunder and fire, they had to admire.

"Beat here!" Jian Ren gritted his teeth and directed the thirteenth from the left. The thirteenth left did not know how to train soldiers, but under Zhu Ren's teaching, he accelerated. The thirteenth from the left is the hammer, beating the dragon.

The seeds have been integrated and turned into hilts, and the spirits in the meteorite chirping are also fused together. And when the thirteen from the left punched, a trembling voice appeared in his mind.

"the host!"

"Blade Spirit?"

Left Thirteenth thought to himself that in his mind, a black doll appeared, like a ginseng baby, simple and chubby, but it was too dark, just like an African baby.

"Why is it so dark?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback, and the sword spirit seemed to be confused, showing his little white teeth: "It's not black, I'm a big murderer!"

"A fierce soldier? I prefer to ask you to kill the dragon!"

The thirteen from the left gave a long roar, named Tu Long, and the thirteen from the left had already grasped the black hilt. In an instant, Liuli came out again, amidst thousands of thunder, the terrifying sword aura transformed the world.

Sometimes they are fierce spirits, sometimes they are spirit soldiers. The illusion of sword energy turned into a peerless torrent, and the entire sky was cut in half.

"Zhantian, the sword energy can kill the sky?"

"Peerless holy soldiers come out? Transcending the ultimate holy soldiers, luck holy soldiers, true peerless holy soldiers, this sword is invincible!"

Chu Ren screamed frantically, casting a peerless saint soldier, whose name is all over the world. Chu Ren's cultivation level actually climbed in an instant, surpassing the peak of the Spirit King and entering a certain great realm.

"The way of sages is the last step, Chu Ren is about to become a half emperor!"

The sages of the peak of the Spirit King, the Dao, and even the half emperor are the supreme, truly peerless powerhouse. The emperor does not come out, the peerless is respected.

"I'm a little jealous!" Chen Dong looked at Zhu Ren depressed.

Ren He also nodded. Although the Twelve Heavenly Kings are not complete, Zhuren is not the most prominent among them. But now, with the help of peerless sage soldiers, Zhuren enters the sage realm in one fell swoop. This must condense the sage three flowers!

Sure enough, on the top of Zhuren's head, he soon achieved the position of three sages. In the Temple of Heavenly Kings in the distance, those temple experts also felt it, and looked at Zhuren in shock.

And that knife just cut open the sky, it was too scary.

"What is the name of this knife?" Everyone was looking up at the sky moat. The marks of the knife continued to spread, and the barren land seemed to be cut open.

"Slay the dragon!"

In the Palace of Heavenly Kings, there was a long-lasting roar. In the hands of the thirteenth left, a knife was three feet three, but quickly, it was one feet two. Sometimes Liuli cuts the fairy flying knife, sometimes turns into three feet three, the invincible blade.

The handle of the knife is perfect and fits with the hand of the thirteenth left. This knife can only be used by the thirteenth left, because ordinary people can't touch it with the murderous power above the blade.

The sword comes out of the lock spirit, the extremely fierce blade, among all spirits, no one can avoid the fierce sword.

This fierce flame can only go silent in the hands of the thirteenth left. At this time, the sword spirit really babbled, and the name of slaying the dragon made the sword spirit really like it.

"Good sword!" Zuo Thirteen felt the power of this sword, surpassing the six-heaven and eight-horse holy sword and the five-claw golden dragon holy sword. If there was this dragon slaying, the thirteenth from the left might be able to match Ye Tang.

When the thirteenth from the left looked down at the Dragon Slayer, the figure flashed and the primitive female Lan Wushuang ran over. Seeing the knife, he immediately showed great interest and grabbed it towards Tu Long.

"It's mine!"

The elder sister is domineering, she will grab a knife when she comes up.

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