Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The original palace has been transformed into the Grand Marshal's Mansion. The strong men under Ye Luguang returned one by one and entered. At this time, the third prince Yelucong, the sixth prince Yelurong and others all walked in.

"Compete for the king!"

Yeluguang's words were spread again. This time, Yeluguang not only wanted Yelu Shentao to submit, but also let the temple surrender.

"Great!"

Ye Lurong and the others gritted their teeth and said, no matter what, they must be the king of heaven.

Ye Luguang issued one order after another, and the entire barbarian race was shaking.

When everyone left, behind Yeluguang, the sacred soul of Fa condensed again.

"Yelüguang, good job!"

Ye Luguang glanced at the sacred soul of the Fa, and said coldly, "Now, you can tell me how to make the temple obey orders?"

The black-clothed old man, with black lips, said horribly, "Because of the Hall of Valor!"

"I have a way to destroy the Hall of Valor. If the Hall of Valor is destroyed, the temple will be in chaos!"

"Hall of Valor?"

Ye Luguang's pupils shrank, and he had also entered the Hall of Heroes and was recognized by the Heroes.

"How to destroy?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

"After a while, you will understand. I will turn the surrounding area of ​​the temple into a sea of ​​blood!"

"And you, will save the temple and become the son of the temple's destiny!"

"Son of Destiny? That legend?"

"The supreme golden body, be the broken holy sword!"

The voice gradually disappeared, and the world was isolated from the imperial city.

In the spirit world, the Dragon Slaying in the left thirteen hand waved again and again. The heroic spirits around had disappeared, and now only the strong brother.

"Not standard, too substandard!"

"A knife, it should be like this, it can save your energy!"

"Even if you have a huge amount of aura, you will kill with one blow, that requires skill!"

The thirteenth from the left has waved his arm a million times. In the world of heroic spirits, he never sleeps. From boxing, palm, fingering, anyway, everything in his body that can kill is learning.

Unlike Xia Ling's teaching, the thirteenth left cultivation is skill, all the killing skills.

These heroic spirits are simply murderers.

This strong brother, the sword that he controls, opened up another world to Zuo Thirteen.

At first, the thirteenth from the left was a little bit conflicted, but after witnessing the real skills, the thirteenth from the left finally understood how unqualified his previous penance was.

"Where did your standards come from?"

On the left thirteenth, there are thirteen swords, as well as Tai Shitian's universal sword, and he also understands the way of the sword.

"What do you mean? Killing? Fighting?"

"I said Young Master, you are good with everything, your physical body is strong, and you can be said to be immortal."

"This dragon slaying is also very beautiful, why is this sword trick, you are so old-fashioned and complicated?"

"The knife is the overlord, you lack domineering and directness!"

Brother Qiang grabbed the thirteenth left hand and swung a posture. Following this posture, the speed and strength of the thirteenth left rose again.

"what?"

The thirteenth from the left was stunned on the spot. This standard could kill people from different directions.

A puff of green smoke came out, and from the grave, another hero walked out.

"Old Qin, you are a hidden weapon, why did you come out?"

"Young Master's knife is also a flying knife!"

"It's me!"

This heroic spirit came to the left thirteen again, grabbed the left thirteen, and dragged it towards a corner.

"No? I haven't finished it yet?"

The thirteenth from the left is also depressed, with three thousand heroes, everyone has time for three sticks of incense. These heroic spirits can observe the time, anyway, when the time comes, they will be replaced by the next heroic spirit.

The ancient heroic spirits stood in the cemetery in the distance, waiting for these heroic spirits to finish teaching before they belonged.

Jiang Baili kept watching, but at this moment, Jiang Baili felt a trace of heart palpitations.

Not only Jiang Baili, Ying Linglie and others also felt it.

"what happened?"

"Qi's breath!"

"He is dead, why is there still a breath?"

Jiang Baili had already stood up and wanted to get out of the spirit world, but the spirit world was finally opened and he couldn't get out.

"Master, why is this happening?"

"At the beginning, someone calculated Qi, turned into a corpse demon, and slaughtered the barbarians!"

"Jiang Baili, what happened to Qi in the end?"

"At the beginning, the Barbarians, after hearing the last Lord of the Law, said that Master is an ominous thing. Master is a heroic spirit, an immortal heroic spirit. But it is still framed!"

"The God of Dharma actually wants immortality. For everything and against the heroic spirits, he abandons everything."

"Except for the temple, the barbarians don't believe it at all!"

"I fought, but unfortunately I was suppressed!"

"If it weren't for the original Holy Lord, save me, everything would be dead!"

Jiang Baili said painfully about 60,000 years ago, which made these heroic spirits extremely cold.

"Qi finally died with the Dharma and God, and we also felt it. But why, this time there is still the breath of Qi!"

"Someone uses Qi!"

The heroic spirits are so angry that these heroic spirits are invincible in all battles, just for the barbarians. But in the end, the barbarians turned their backs on the heroic spirits, but they endured the pain of losing their brothers.

"Hurry up, in fact, our Young Master is indeed powerful!"

"He has a connection with us, follow him, we can't be wrong!"

"Well, if that's the case, let's start!"

"Yes!"

The seven heroic spirits disappeared, and when the seven heroic spirits disappeared, Lie's eyes were red, and the other heroic spirits bowed their heads in pain.

"What are you going to do?"

"Speed ​​up time, we need time!"

"But they will die too. You are immortal and come from faith. Do you want to use the power of faith?"

Jiang Baili felt that a whirlpool appeared above the entire Heroic Spirit World, and time slowed down in the whirlpool. But the graves dimmed, and even the inscriptions dimmed.

Zuo Thirteen, who was receiving the inheritance of the hidden weapon, was the first to feel it. After all, he had practiced in the blood crystal space before and saw that the flow of time was unusually slow.

"What are you doing?"

"Young Master, you have to receive special training!"

A famous heroic spirit merged together, and finally turned into ten people. These ten people stood up and down, just like ancient giants.

"Special envoy training?"

"This is our barbarian, the most primitive fighting technique, wild fist!"

"Only by the body, our body is the most primitive!"

"You are burning the power of faith?"

"Immortal? Meaningless, lost them and gained time. Young Master, let's fight!"

"Boom!"

The ten people moved towards the thirteenth from the left. At this moment, the thirteenth from the left was under a terrible attack. The Wild Fist is also the most primitive, just like the Tianyan Beast Fist.

It's just the beast fist, which relies on the strength of rigidity, and the wild fist, which relies on the strength of the body.

The thirteenth left slammed his back again and again, and then stood up again. The body of the zombie is immortal, and fights against the wild again and again.

Left thirteenth took it, and Jiang Baili in the distance watched in shock. Left thirteenth, who was not a barbarian, actually inherited the wild fist.

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