Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Chapter 2: The old man is so bad

Left Thirteen was silent, with no expression on his face. It should be said that if you want to have an expression, you can't see it. Who makes Zuo Thirteen look like Purple Eggplant now.

"Zombie ancestors have fallen? This old guy must offend people?"

"The gods of Huangquan Minghai in Yongzhen are more terrifying than those at the peak of the Profound Yellow Continent, right? This Yinggou found me and counted me?"

The thirteen left eyeballs rolled, just about to say something, but I heard Ying Gou faintly say: "The grievance, when I died, I felt your grievance."

"This human world is full of auras, and all spirits exist. As long as you swallow the blood of the strong, you will definitely become the zombie king, inherit my mantle, and guard the sky..."

When Yinggou said this, the thirteenth from the left had slowly moved an inch, and said cleanly: "Who wants to be a zombie, what fight against the sky, and if my head is sick, I will fight God?"

"If you want to be okay, go quickly!"

The thirteenth from the left is determined to pay attention to what species of zombies are, the thirteenth from the left has already understood. If you say you don't enter the Five Elements and Three Realms, you will live forever, and that is a living corpse.

Whoever wants to be a corpse, the corpse is cultivating, the essence is still a corpse.

"I'm not a corpse. To live well is my goal."

The first rule of undercover, live!

"Go? I've fallen, only a ray of resentment has fallen on the world. Among hundreds of millions of living beings, I have chosen you, and you are bound to me."

"stop!"

The thirteenth from the left changed another posture and sat up with difficulty. It took a stick of incense to finally stand up.

"I believe you a ghost!"

The thirteenth from the left has been determined to pay attention, don't talk nonsense about winning. Like the heavyweight battle before Yinggou, it is not something that the thirteenth from left can participate in. Whoever is okay to trouble himself, it is important to go home quickly. In my memory, there is a little maid at home, which is beautiful!

The thirteenth from the left took a step and wanted to get out of the mass grave. But at this time Yinggou sneered again: "You are now a little purple zombie, the lowest zombie. Once you go out, you will be killed directly."

"The people of the Xuanhuang Continent are all immortal warriors. A warrior in the spirit martial realm can destroy you."

"Purple stiff, white stiff, metatarsal, hair stiff, flying stiff, no bones..."

Yinggou coldly hummed again and again. As the zombie ancestor, Yinggou knows the thirteenth from the left too.

Purple Zombie, the lowest zombie, the body turned purple, that is the corpse energy that appeared in the body. Live from the dead, no heartbeat, stiff body and extremely slow body.

Beauveria bassiana, the skin is white, and the speed is slightly faster, just like a baby, afraid of light, and ordinary techniques can restrain Beauveria.

Metarhizium is faster than normal people and possesses the method of jumping. Ordinary techniques can't destroy Metarhizium. The skin of Metarhizium is like leather with amazing power.

Fei Zhan, the strong among zombies, possesses a very strong body, and has lost the characteristics of a zombie. Feizheng can even awaken the zombie spells in the bloodline, transforming the yin into spirits, without fear of water and fire swordsmen, and fighting power against the sky.

And the non-destructive bones above the flying zombies are even more like a zombie king, and they are terrifying creatures in any realm.

The zombie king, that is a powerful existence that can slaughter the sacred beasts and immortal.

Ying Gouxu talked about zombies and simply told the thirteenth from the left.

The thirteenth from the left has been silent, super calm, and silenced Yinggou. Perhaps he also felt that the zombie ancestor was too much nonsense.

"My appearance is indeed a bit scary, and I can't return to Tangzi Village. I'm dead, I don't know what happened to Floating?"

The thirteen from the left came out of Zhongshan City, and only one maid was left beside him, who was Lin Piaoling who depended on the thirteen from the left.

Lin Piaoling was raised by Zuo Thirteen’s mother. She said she was a maid, but she was actually the same as Zuo Thirteen’s sister. The thirteenth from the left looked into the distance, where the mountain was, and Tangzi Village was there.

"Drifting, wait for me to go back!"

Zuo Thirteen shook his head, turned around silently, and headed towards Wanfen Mountain. The thirteenth left did not believe that he could always be like this, and the thirteenth left remained silent as he marched in the dark.

"You've been away all night, don't you believe me? As long as you agree, I can pass on the last grievance to you, you will be in touch with everything about me, and you can grow with all the spirits."

Zombies live on blood. The lower the zombies, the more blood they need.

For Yinggou, the thirteenth from left still did not answer. This drove Yinggou a bit mad, why this weak human race who possessed her body couldn't get in.

"what are you doing?"

Yinggou suddenly discovered that the thirteenth from the left was waiting in place, and there was movement in the dense forest ahead. In that night, a piebald wildcat was slowly moving forward.

"I need blood!"

The eyes of the left thirteenth turned purple again, and after a night of tossing, the left thirteenth was so hungry, that hunger came from nature and from blood.

Zuo Thirteen also knew that he had become a zombie, and the thirst for blood made Zuo Thirteen all sink.

"I don't know how to drink human blood!"

How could people in the civilized world choose such evil things. The will of the thirteenth from the left was too firm. After a whole night, the thirteenth from the left was able to use the blood of beasts to solve the current problem.

"Humph!"

Yinggou is also silent, what can a purple zombie do? How can the slow movement of the thirteenth left absorb the blood of beasts?

But at this moment, Ying Gou was stunned, and the thirteen on the left had purple eyes blooming, and the thirteen on the left suddenly roared in the direction of the wild cat.

"Wow!"

There was a terrifying sound, and the corpse qi burst out of his mouth, turning into a wave of qi and blasting on the wild cat.

"Do you know how to use corpse energy?"

Yinggou was dumbfounded, and the thirteenth from left was able to suppress the wild cat with his corpse energy before he taught it. At this time, the left thirteen twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly came towards the wild cat.

The sound of gnawing spread throughout the wilderness. In this silent night, if someone comes over, you will definitely be scared to death.

The thirteenth from the left also endured the nausea in his heart. When he was an undercover agent, he had never eaten any game. It's just the first time I eat it so raw.

The blood melted into the fangs, and the thirteenth left found that there was no need to gnaw at all. As long as the fangs were put into the wild cat, the wild cat instantly turned into a muck.

"Zombie instinct!"

After absorbing the cat's blood, the body on the left thirteenth seemed to be warmer, and the movements seemed to be faster.

"A generation of zombies, you drink cat blood, are you worthy of me?"

Yinggou almost died out of anger. As the supreme ancestor of zombies, he actually watched his bloodline drinking cat blood. If the thirteen on the left can swallow the blood of a warrior, that's the root.

"I don't need to be worthy of anyone, if I have the ability, you get out of here!"

The thirteen from the left snorted, and dawn gradually appeared in the east, and the thirteen from the left was enveloped by a black air. The pain, the constant pain, made the left thirteen walk out of the shadow.

"You are now afraid of the sun. Do you know? Fuse my grievances, you will become the supreme being, immortal, you have absolute power."

Yinggou said seductively, looking at Zuo Thirteen in pain, Ying Gou believed that Zuo Thirteen would definitely beg for mercy.

"Fuck off, big deal I sleep during the day!"

The dawn came out, the sun rose and the moon set, and the thirteenth from the left had been hiding in the shadows. But the light and shadow scattered from the leaves made Zuo Thirteen very uncomfortable.

But even so, the thirteenth left did not speak. The thirteenth from the left can't sleep either. Zombies don't live or die, and don't need to sleep at all.

The thirteenth from the left is considering, fusing the memories in his mind, the thirteenth from the left is no longer separated from the thirteenth from the left of Zhongshan City, and there is only the thirteenth from the left in this life.

Yinggou was depressed again, and he did not expect Zuo Thirteen to be so persistent. Yinggou was silent. As time passed, the darkness shrouded again. Just as the thirteenth left stood up again, a terrifying roar came from the front.

The wind is moving, the mountains are moving, and the earth continues to shake.

A huge figure, like a hill, came towards the location of the chaotic grave, just passing the thirteenth place on the left.

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