Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

At noon every day, Bai Bao sent the waste pill into the thirteenth retreat on the left. At the time of the child, Bai Bao also dedicated a bowl of blood.

"Huh, cool!"

For three consecutive days, the thirteenth left felt that the waste pill he had eaten was better than the vitality pill. Especially today's abolished pills, the organs in the body are failing, but after recovery, the divine power breaks through again.

As long as the thirteenth from the left makes a fist lightly, there will be continuous humming within an inch of the right hand.

This force filled every cell in Zuo Shisan's body, which made Zuo Shisan Shuang's ecstasy and dying.

"There is still a realm?"

The quality of the waste pills was really good this time. After absorbing the poison of the waste pills, the remaining spiritual energy was stronger than the vitality pills.

Just now, the realm of the thirteenth left has been broken, and it has entered the second stage of Lingwu.

You should know that the thirteenth from the left is only the most basic "Xuan Yuan Gong" for cultivation, and it breaks through and enters the second level within a month.

"It's a good day too!"

The squinted eyes of the left thirteen were smiling more and more ghostly, and the left thirteen was not stupid. Today's waste pills are too poisonous, but such poisonousness makes up for a stronger aura.

"These waste pills were deliberately given to me?"

From the left thirteenth moment, he wanted to understand, but his hands kept on, throwing all vitality pills and waste pills into his mouth. The thirteenth from left must break through, and break through as soon as possible.

"Inspiring Lingbao requires realm!"

The eyes of the left thirteenth became firm, and under the closed eyelids, they once again turned into golden eyes. The thirteenth from the left was already in concentration, and his body was roaring and crackling, as if lightning had passed.

The body of the thirteenth from the left was trembling, and every time it trembled, the divine power of the thirteenth from the left was converging, and the realm was rising.

"How can this guy cultivate so fast?"

Yinggou couldn't help holding out his head, and at the speed of thirteen from the left, the seal became stronger and stronger. Although the absorbed Yinglong bloodline allowed the zombie body to be promoted towards Feizhen, this uncontrollable nature made Yinggou's face extremely gloomy.

"This guy is getting more and more weird, half-human and half-zombie? And still enlightened?"

Yinggou really wanted to kill the thirteenth left with a grievance. This guy made Yinggou's zombie ancestor who had lived for thousands of years couldn't figure it out.

Enlightenment, that is the way of enlightening exercises, secret techniques, and the original mind under the heavenly way.

Only those who are truly gifted can enter the realm of enlightenment that can be met and cannot be sought.

The thirteenth from the left was only in the Lingwu Realm, and he was able to realize the Tao. And zombies are creatures that are against the sky, how can they enlighten the way under the way of heaven, this is simply a joke of the way of heaven.

The thirteenth from the left is of course not clear, his body is moving like a yin and yang picture. The evil spirits and spiritual energy are in order, without interference with each other, and even more unable to merge.

Under the eyelid, a golden eye slowly became like ink, returning to normal eyes.

Zuo Thirteen didn't know that this enlightenment made Zuo Thirteen enter a different way in the dark.

The Qin King's Bone Mirror, a treasure blessed by the Great Emperor, sealed a road beyond three thousand avenues in the body of the zombie.

The breath of the thirteenth from the left gradually rose, the spiritual energy turned, and the second and third levels of Lingwu realm continued to break through.

Just as the thirteen from left was training frantically, deep in Zuo's home, a courtyard covered in ice blue grass. In this courtyard, the inscriptions are intertwined to form a portal with a six-pointed star pattern.

In this portal, that is a secret realm of Zuo Family. The secret realm is comparable to a small space. In this secret realm, nine waterfalls fall from the sky.

"Boom!"

The sound of water is like a dragon, and a terrifying mist rises all over the sky. In this mist, every drop of water blooms with peerless light, just like a gem.

The orb rises into the sky, and all phenomena rise. Gathering the spirit formation, let the surrounding spirits pour into the pool water along with the waterfall.

The pool water was like an abyss, cold and bitter, but right here, a black-haired man was sitting cross-legged in the water.

The land of the pool was dark, and the man was entwined with chains of spiritual energy. These chains of spiritual energy rushed into the man's body by forming all spirits between the man's breathing.

Heads of spirit beasts transformed into the water, and as they were absorbed by the man, the corners of the man's mouth slowly showed a charming smile.

"boom!"

The three flowers gather at the top, the five spirits are coming together!

Spirit flowers bloomed above the man's head, and in the spirit flowers, more surging air waves caused great changes in the bottom of the water. The entire pool turned into a horrible vortex.

The man hadn't opened his eyes yet, but a huge pupil suddenly appeared in the water behind him.

Green, deep green, strange green light.

The water moved, the pupils rose into the sky, and with the faint green light, a flood dragon appeared in the water. The dragon is swimming in the water, and the water flow rubbed by the cold scales exudes terrible power.

The dragon's wandering finally made the man open his eyes.

"It's the hour?"

Zuo Qingyun glanced at the Flood Dragon coldly. Although the Flood Dragon was just a cub, in Zuo Qingyun's eyes, the Flood Dragon avoided fearfully.

Zuo Family Young Master, Peerless Tianjiao, all spirits are dissipating, and the Heavenly Spirit Veins on Zuo Qingyun's body also slowly quieted down.

"Is she here?"

Zuo Qingyun stood up, the vortex burst into huge waves, and the nine waterfalls rolled out. In this secret realm, a more terrifying spirit power is emitted.

Zuo Qingyun, not the pinnacle of Tier 9, had already stepped into the spiritual master realm.

The dragon followed, Zuo Qingyun stepped on the dragon, looking down at this secret realm.

Following Zuo Qingyun, one person slowly walked out of the shadow of the secret realm. This person is always shrouded in the shadows, with a black robe and a black mask, just like a ghost.

Black Shadow, Zuo Qingyun's subordinate, also came from the Qingfeng Sect.

The black shadow looked at Zuo Qingyun in awe. This is the future of Zuo Family, the future of Qingfengzong.

"Black Shadow, Li Tianzong's team has arrived. Is she really here?"

Zuo Qingyun's body a set of unicorn jersey rose up, following the dragon to rise to the secret realm. Zuo Qingyun exudes a powerful aura, a peerless posture, just like an exile.

"I'm here today!"

The black shadow was very respectful, but just when Zuo Qingyun fell from the sky. The black shadow still said coldly: "Left thirteen is back."

"Really? Fang Zilong didn't kill him? All I want is Lin Piaoling of the Kunlun Spirit Race!"

"Fang Zilong is dead. The thirteenth from the left led Lin Piaoling back. He got the Lingbao..."

The black shadow took a step back, because the aura erupting from Zuo Qingyun at this moment was too terrifying, and the black shadow seemed to face the lord. The Spirit Gathering Array was dispersing, and the Dragon also rose into the air in fear, not dare to stay by Zuo Qingyun's side.

"Lingbao? Is he worthy too?"

Zuo Qingyun's handsome face showed a grim expression. With a light wave of Zuo Qingyun's hand, the nine waterfalls burst open, and the mist shrouded in the secret realm.

Gaitian Lingwei, wherever he went, annihilated.

The secret environment completely turned into nothingness, and the Spirit Gathering Array was also destroyed.

"It's a pity that his Heavenly Spirit Vessel has already belonged to me. When the Lingbao is well, it must be useful."

"Let Tianzong is the most important thing now, let's meet the saint!"

Zuo Qingyun showed a charming smile again, and the thirteenth thing on the left would be resolved. How much Lingbao power can a mere Lingwu Realm inspire?

In Zuo Qingyun's eyes, Zuo Thirteen is always a waste.

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