Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Ran Yong was taken aback, and at this moment the thirteen from left punched out again. Although he is a "crippled" person, but with the power of zombies, what is a mere spiritual statue?

"boom!"

Ran Yong was blasted out on the spot, blasting into the shadows behind.

"Military God Lord!"

Ran Yong got up in pain, did not look at Zuo Thirteen, but looked at the shadow anxiously.

"What military god?"

The thirteenth left was sitting like this, the Dragon Slaying was hovering, and the burst of light reflected a special light in the cave, which made the thirteenth left finally see the shadows clearly.

That is a statue, a statue of a white army god!

Among the statues, the man is holding a mirror in his hand, as if illuminating the world.

"King Qin's bone mirror!"

This time I was surprised when I switched to the left thirteenth. I really didn't expect to see the Qin Wang bone-through mirror here, which was exactly the same mirror.

"what did you say?"

Ran Yong was stunned. The mirror in the hand of this statue, King Qin? Osteoscope?

"Qin Wudi's statue!"

Zuo Shisan rubbed his eyes and finally saw clearly that the face of the statue was Qin Wudi, the ancestor of Zuo Shisan's bloodline.

"He is your military god?"

The thirteenth from the left looked at the statue and couldn't help pointing.

"Don't insult the **** of the army, look for death!"

Ran Yong saw the finger of the left thirteen, furious again on the spot, and rushed over again, but at this moment, the left thirteen raised his hand, and the Qin Wang's bone mirror in his right hand burst into light.

"My ancestor, Qin Wudi!"

In this light, Ran Yong looked in the mirror in shock, his body seemed to be stopped, and the **** knife in his hand seemed to feel the power of the osteotome.

"You, are you the young master?"

Ran Yong actually knelt down in front of Zuo Shishi's face, looked at King Qin's bone-through mirror, and heard Zuo Shishi talk about the offspring of Qin Wudi, Ran Yong couldn't help it.

"What young master? What is going on?"

"Why do you have statues of ancestors, and bone mirrors, and why are you here?"

The thirteenth from the left is also very puzzled now, how can there be descendants of the Qin family in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But at this time, Ran Yong, struggling with excitement, made a gesture, slammed his chest with his right hand, half-kneeled on the ground, and pointed to the broken bronze mask.

"If you are really the Young Master, you should know who we are?"

"I?"

The thirteenth left is a bit dumb, where does he know who Ran Yong is.

"You are not the young master?"

Ran Yong's face flushed again, and he firmly grasped the knife in his hand, and even looked at King Qin's bone-through mirror, revealing a trace of determination.

"Begging for a living army?"

Just when Ran Yong was about to break out again, the word finally emerged in the mind of the thirteen left. It was in Jiugong Island, seeing Qin Wudi's deeds, knowing that Qin Wudi controlled an army, an army that had never been defeated.

King Qin, begging for a living army!

"call!"

Ran Yong exhaled after hearing the three words begging for the living army, and then wept bitterly.

"Young Master, you are really Young Master. We finally found the descendants of the Army God!"

"The army **** still has offspring, we beg to live the army, we have a master!"

The one that Ran Yong was crying was called a sorrow, and the crying Zuo Shisan was upset. What's the matter with this? How can the begging army have inheritance? How many years have passed since Qin Wudi's years?

The vicissitudes of life have gone through the dark ages, how can the begging army still exist.

"The village chief, can we have a good talk, what is going on?"

Zuo Thirteen had many questions in his heart. Seeing Ran Yong cried, he quickly wanted to remind Ran Yong.

"Yes, Young Master is right!"

"Young Master, I damn, I shouldn't do it to you!"

Ran Yong finished saying this sentence, but immediately realized something, picking up a **** knife, he was about to kill himself.

"Fuck, you are dead, who am I going to ask?"

Left thirteen almost died of anger. Has this Ran Yong been stimulated?

"Forgive you for not guilty, hurry up!"

The thirteenth from the left quickly stopped Ran Yong, don't talk nonsense, let's talk quickly.

Ran Yong cried again when he heard the young master say this. This time he thanked the young master, and finally understood why Zuo Shisan knew so many inheritances, because these inheritances came from the military master Qin Wudi.

The thirteenth from the left is the blood of the army god, the young master, of course it will.

After crying all morning, the left thirteen had a headache, and finally Ran Yong ignored it. Just cry if you like.

The thirteenth left toward the statue, the bone-through mirror of King Qin in his hand has already moved toward the mirror in the statue's hand.

The bone lens is an imperial weapon, but it is broken, but now it is integrated into the second piece, the bone lens is almost complete. Of course, if you want to completely complete the bone-to-the-endoscope, you must find Qin Wudi.

"There is something in this mirror!"

As soon as the left thirteenth merged in, he saw a mountain shadow shot out from the mirror. And in this mountain shadow, that is a spirit mountain, a real spirit mountain.

Use many holy spirit stones to condense the spirit mountain.

"Get rich!"

What the left thirteen lacks now is the massive aura, which can restore the left thirteenth body and restore the half-spirit and half-zombie body.

This Lingshan, a massive amount of spiritual energy that is incomparable to rounds, has all been absorbed by Chaos Tian Jing.

The abolished cultivation base of the thirteenth left was condensed again and again, and this time, chaos was dominated.

Moreover, the Osteoscope restored most of the body, re-suppressing the body of the zombie, and the thirteenth from the left recovered the body again.

If Yinggou is still awake, he will definitely scold his mother, and finally make the left thirteenth a real zombie, unable to practice in the future. Unexpectedly, King Qin's bone-through mirror once again changed Zuo Thirteen, allowing Zuo Thirteen to cultivate again.

"Boom!"

The thunderbolt came from the body of the left thirteen. There was too much aura, and the left thirteen made a comfortable sound.

How long has it been, the thirteenth from left hasn't been so cool.

The spiritual energy gathered and turned into a ball of light. The bone-through mirror guarded the left thirteenth. Even after the spirit mountain was completely absorbed, while the mountain was shattered, the magical powers hidden in the mountain were discovered by the left thirteen.

"Military God Change, the magical power Qin Wudi created?"

"Should I restore my cultivation first? Or my body?"

With so much spiritual energy, whoever allows Zuo Thirteen to practice the three avenues, in order to cultivate, he must give up the time to recover his body. In order to recover the body, one has to give up the breakthrough of cultivation.

"Recover your body, don't be disabled all the time!"

The thirteenth from the left thought for a while, and finally used a large amount of spiritual energy to restore his body.

But even so, the thirteenth from the left stepped into the realm of Spirit Venerable, and the prototype of the round sea in the dantian appeared again. Anyway, Thirteen from the left also understood that the aura in the Central Continent was still full.

The thirteen on the left was wrapped in spiritual energy, and at this time Ran Yong finally reacted.

The fusion of King Qin's bone-through endoscopy further explains the identity of the young master.

"Young Master, I won't cry anymore!"

Ran Yong wiped his tears. He was too excited. Now he saw Young Master breaking through, but Ran Yong found that something was wrong.

"Young Master, the cultivation base is so weak? Isn't that right? He could defeat me just now?"

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