Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"boom!"

A purple arc descended from the sky like a dragon, and a dawn seemed to appear in the nether land.

Lightning and thunder, shining in this world.

Ten thousand graves piled up in the mountains, called Wanfenshan!

Mass grave at the foot of the mountain, heavy rain poured down.

There was a violent cough from the wet ground.

"call!"

The rapid breathing made Zuo Thirteen think again.

"Buried?"

The thirteen on the left is a super undercover, an elite walking on the tip of a knife. The thirteenth from the left can always create miracles in times of crisis.

Buried underground, the first choice is to wrap the head with clothes to prevent it from breaking free, and the mouth of the nose is buried by mud. Secondly, don't use a lighter for lighting, it will quickly consume little oxygen. Finally, I hope Goddess of Fortune will patronize and don't bury it too deeply.

The thirteenth from the left just raised his hand, and he probably knew that in a pothole less than two square meters deep, the oxygen in the hole might only be enough for the thirteen from the left to consume three minutes.

Calm, swiftly calm, the thirteenth left frantically, finally stretched out his hands in the mud.

"boom!"

The thunderbolt illuminates the world, and the hand extending from the ground is a strange purple.

At this moment, Zuo Thirteen, who was about to climb out of the ground, let out an astonishing howl, his headache was splitting, and new memories crazily appeared in Zuo Thirteen's mind.

Xuanhuang Continent, an unfamiliar world, gods, demons, and a world full of races.

In this world, the thirteenth from the left is just the thirteenth child of the city lord, the city of Xuanyuan Kingdom. Because the mother was just a humble maid, the thirteenth from the left was the concubine of the concubine, without a name, only called thirteen.

In this world, warriors are rampant, and Wuwei is like a dragon.

The real powerhouse can turn the world upside down, pick the stars with his hands, and step on China with his feet. In this world, endless years, one by one the strongest, and even some people will live forever.

The Zuo family is also a martial artist, Zuo Qiankun, the father of the thirteenth name of Zuo, was born in the Qingfeng Sect, in the realm of spiritual sovereign, and has extraordinary combat power.

The thirteenth from the left is like an ant in the city lord's mansion, but at the end of the dream, on the thirteenth and sixteenth birthday of the left, he opens the heavenly spirit channel and possesses a strong martial arts talent.

The thirteenth from the left is the master of the family and will become the dazzling star of Zhongshan City in the future. It's a pity that a conspiracy fell on Zuo XIII. The young Zuo family, Zuo Qingyun, the real Tianjiao, calculated Zuo XIII and deprived Zuo XIII of the spiritual veins.

Conspiracy, wronged!

The spirit veins were seized, the dantian shattered, and the thirteenth from the left was blasted out of the Zuo home.

This is a nightmare, everything that the left thirteen can't change, the nightmare is not sober. In the last memory, Zuo Thirteen, who was blasted away from Chongshan City, encountered the chase again.

Zuo Qingyun did not let him go, and sent his men to kill Zuo Shisan with a sword.

The corpse of the thirteenth left was thrown into a mass grave at the foot of Wanfen Mountain.

The lightning flashed wildly, dragging the left thirteen into reality again. The purple arc finally fell.

"boom!"

Lightning struck the wood, a crack in the ground exploded, revealing a deep hole.

The thirteen on the left in the deep pit opened his mouth, trying to breathe and cough wildly.

"Damn it, I crossed?"

With a stick of incense, the thirteenth from left finally accepted this fact. The main reason is not acceptable. The thirteenth from the left is not climbing out, and the heavy rain is about to flood the pit.

Left thirteenth sat up with difficulty. If it weren't for the thunder, the thirteenth left would have no physical strength to crawl out of the ground.

With a splitting headache, I dare not do anything. The thirteenth from left has to climb out first.

But at this moment, Zuo Thirteen suddenly saw his arms, all of them purple, weird purple, as if poisoned.

"Why is this?"

The lightning at this time became more violent, but the rainstorm was dissipating. There was a muffled thunder in the world, but it still flashed.

Even if the thirteenth from the left had superhuman nerves, he was taken aback by his current self.

The thirteen from the left crawled towards the outside of the pit, but his flexible hands were extremely stiff, and he crawled for a long time like a snail. Fortunately, it is no longer raining. If it continues to rain, it is estimated that the thirteenth from the left will drown in a puddle.

"I don't believe it!"

The thirteenth from left has been undercover for ten years and has experienced countless life and death crises. Now that he is crossing the Xuanhuang Continent, the thirteenth from the left is burning with fighting spirit.

For a long time, the thirteenth left finally crawled out slowly, and the lightning seemed to be so angry, flashing wildly, lighting the mass graves into daylight.

"So many graves?"

These graves are too messy, and as many as stars. Some don't even have pits. On the thirteenth left, you can see some bones scattered in the distance, with only straw mats on them.

And just in the distance, the whole mountain is a cemetery, especially where the top of the mountain is, a huge white tomb, like a tower of heaven, stands between the sky and the earth.

"There are millions of graves, right? The original world wouldn't die so many people?"

Left thirteen was frightened, and at this moment, left thirteen finally saw himself through the puddle on the ground.

"this is me?"

Left thirteen screamed, and his voice became extremely hoarse. On the surface of the water, he was obviously a young man, his face was delicate and thin, but he looked very strange.

Purple, the whole face is purple.

The whole body was incomparably purple and black, and the body became more and more stiff, even moving extremely hard.

Zuo Thirteen forced himself to calm down and accept the fact that the memories of this life made Zuo Thirteen a little depressed.

"Tricked by the big brother? The sky is angry and the people complain? Your sixteen years of life have failed too much, right?"

"Is it really useful to forbearance? In this era, the most important thing is tortoise bastard, patience is useless!"

The pupil on the left thirteenth burst into cold light, softly talking to himself, the memories of this life finally merged together. The thirteenth from left already knew how he died.

"my heart?"

Zuo Thirteen suddenly reacted. In this life, he finally died, but why did he survive now, and his whole body turned purple, just like a purple eggplant.

There was a hideous wound at the middle sword, and the blood had dried up.

"back to normal?"

The thirteenth from left can be sure that the heart is still there and the injury is recovering. Just as the left thirteen put his hand on his heart, the left thirteen almost didn't get scared to death.

"Your uncle, there is no heartbeat!"

The thirteenth left did not feel his heartbeat, and his heart was dead silent in his body. Cold, the extreme coldness enveloped him, and he was calm.

"How did I survive? Or, am I still human?"

The thirteen on the left looked up at the night, the thunderous lightning finally dissipated, and the thirteen on the left gradually lost his gaze. The surroundings plunged into darkness again, and the inexplicable beasts roared in the distance, which was far and near.

"The inexplicable resurrection, who can tell me?"

Just as the thirteen on the left was muttering again, an extremely gloomy voice came from the ears of the thirteen on the left.

"I!"

The thirteenth from the left was a rousing spirit, trying to sit up, but his body was hard, his movements were slow, he tossed for a long time, and he only moved an inch.

"what!"

The thirteenth from the left is really going crazy. In the darkness, can he not be shocked when he hears this voice?

"Who? Who is it?"

The thirteen from the left roared wildly, and his eyes scanned the surroundings continuously, hoping to find the speaker.

"My name is a win hook!"

The gloomy voice came again, closer to the thirteenth from the left. The thirteenth from the left looked back continuously, but still did not find anyone.

"You come out, where are you?"

"I am in your body, the weak human race, I saved you."

If he wins the hook, make Zuo Shisan stare at his purple body, his eyes calm down.

"In the body? Are you sure?"

"Win hook? Senior?"

Left thirteenth quickly stabilized his mind, communicated well, talked sweetly, and didn't suffer anywhere.

"Left thirteenth, do you have complaints?"

If it's gloomy, let the chaos of the graves gusts of wind, and the thirteenth from left chooses a place where the wind is winded, and lies on the ground honestly.

"Death injustice, of course there is grievance!"

"Do you want revenge?"

Yinggou just said this, but at this moment, the thirteenth left shook his head and said lightly, "I don't want to!"

There is no way to talk about this, so let's talk to death.

Even if the win hook survived for thousands of years, he never encountered such an answer, which was completely different from what the win hook had expected.

"Don't want revenge? Are you a trash? If I resurrect you, you don't want to be resurrected?"

"Do you know who I am?"

The sky and the earth were even colder, the yin wind was frantic, and a monstrous aura radiated from the body of the left thirteen, which made the corner of the left thirteen's mouth slowly rise.

"Sample, don't believe you don't explain yourself!"

As expected by the thirteenth from the left, the thirteenth from the left knew exactly what kind of existence the win hook was.

"Huangquan Minghai, one of the ancestors of the four great zombies!"

Just now, Zuo Thirteen was shocked in his heart. There is a certain connection between this world and the previous world in the myth.

In the nine days where Yinggou is, there are still three emperors and five emperors, gods and demons. Yinggou was once a **** under the seat of the Yellow Emperor. The Yellow Emperor sat down and guarded the Huangquan Minghai. Since the underworld is the place where the creatures belong after death, and can contain endless grievances, in order to complete the emperor's entrustment, Yinggou actively merged with the remnant soul of Jian and turned into one of the four great zombie ancestors.

Zombies, the most terrifying creature in the nine days, a body against the sky, immortal, immortal, not entering the five elements and three realms, and being abandoned by the heavens.

Yinggou, as a family of zombies, can destroy the fairy Buddha with a wave of his hand. Such a terrifying existence actually resurrected himself? Make yourself a zombie?

"Senior immortal? Come to revive me?"

The thirteenth from the left is already despised. Don't stimulate the win hook. Win the hook this old ghost, no, the old zombie will never tell the truth.

But when the left thirteen asked this sentence, Ying Gou was silent, but when he was silent, the extreme cold, almost frozen the left thirteen to death.

"I, falling, falling, now!"

If you win the hook, the left thirteen almost jumped up, and the immortal zombie ancestor fell?

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