The thirteenth from the left listened to the win talk, and the flame on his body changed again. After absorbing the drought and fire, the yellow spring fire melts the golden flames, splitting into three petals, and the three petals of fire are like a trident.

The fire has three petals, one of which is Jin Yan, and the other two are dim.

"Her flames are not enough!"

"If you can completely ignite it, thirteen from the left, and now go to the Yellow Spring, it's all right."

"Among the Three Realms, no one can contend with the Nether Fire of Huangquan!"

Ying Hook was also excited.

Of course Zuo Thirteen felt it too. This flame was so fierce that Zuo Thirteen did not dare to easily arouse it.

"what?"

At this moment, the thirteenth left actually felt a trace of killing intent.

The thirteenth left suddenly raised his head, and fangs rose from the fiery red body in front of him.

Shengxi was murderous and turned into a drought, about to swallow the thirteenth from the left.

The three-color ice had already melted, and the Tianhe water was evaporated by the ghost fire of the yellow spring. At this time, Shengxi was aroused by the ghost fire of the yellow spring.

"Fuck!"

The thirteenth from left hurriedly backed away, and at the same time the wishful stick had been smashed down.

"Don't hurt her!"

Yinggou reminds him that Shengxi in front of him is a successor to that person. Among the fire zombies, there are too few to be able to open the bloodline of the Drought Man.

"I!"

The thirteen on the left was able to put away the Wishful Stick, but Shengxi's force blasted out directly.

"Boom!"

When the magma burst open, Shengxi was a fire, a fire of drought, and a thousand miles of red land. Shengxi's long hair also turned into flames, her silver eyes and fangs, and stiff lines on her delicate body.

"Shengxi!"

The thirteenth left got up, with Huangquan Netherfire on his body, and headed towards Shengxi.

"Don't arouse Huangquan Netherfire, she is transforming!"

Yinggou shouted in a low voice again, the one on the left thirteenth was depressed and couldn't hit or touch. The thirteenth from the left can twist and run in this flame world.

The drought was also fast, and the flames rose, chasing it towards the thirteenth from the left.

This speed must match the Xing Zi Jue.

"The drought and scarlet land is thousands of miles away. That is a great magical power. Even the nine-character secret of heaven and earth is incomparable."

The thirteen from the left was smashed out again, and was almost torn apart by Shengxi.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense? Everyone has supernatural powers. We are the water zombies."

"Dodge!" Yinggou was also speechless.

Shengxi came crazy like crazy.

The sky of the cave was collapsed, and Shengxi was in a state of stupidity after all, and the thirteen left thirteen skins were broken.

"Enough, I'm so bullied!"

"Suppress me!"

The thirteen on the left was also angry, took out the wishful stick, grabbed it with both hands, and directly pressed Shengxi down.

"Shengxi, wake up!"

The left thirteen hit his head, his head was almost broken, and Shengxi had nothing to do with him.

"Wake up!"

With the Wishful Stick, the thirteenth from the left suppressed Shengxi.

"boom!"

The drought and fire broke out again, forming a huge shock wave.

The thirteenth from the left turned around, hugged Shengxi with a wishful stick from behind, and rolled continuously in the drought and fire.

Finally, just when the thirteenth from left couldn't bear it.

The drought and fire gradually extinguished, and the thirteenth left felt the coldness of Sheng Xijiao's body.

"This guy, turn himself into a zombie armor?"

"Successful cultivation?"

The left thirteen took a breath, and he was refining his left arm, but Shengxi refining himself into a zombie armor.

If it hadn't been for the thirteenth left to trap Shengxi, and use the Yellow Spring Netherfire to absorb the drought and the flames, Shengxi had been lost in the fierce power at this moment.

"For the Jin Jiazong?"

The thirteenth from the left was also tired, and the Wishful Stick was still pressing on Shengxi.

In this life, Shengxi suppressed the drought and the fire, and rushed out a ray of gold on the body. Every Jinhui is integrated into the stiff pattern, Shengxi, the Drought Man, walks a different way, the way he opened up.

"Pang Tong will be relieved if he sees it."

"Ugh!"

Ying Hook was silent again.

"When she goes out, she will have to endure the calamity, and more importantly, she will have to withstand the drought and cultivating double calamity at that time, can she bear it?"

"Don't worry about it!"

An icy voice came again, and Shengxi was already awake.

Thirteen from the left was taken aback, and quickly took the Wishful Stick back.

"You bastard!"

"Without me, you would be crazy."

"You, what do you use against me?" Shengxi was ashamed and annoyed, and was pushed against the back of the body by the thirteenth from the left.

Shengxi didn't have any clothes on his body. In this case, Shengxi had already misunderstood.

"stick!"

"Go away!"

The thirteenth from the left told the truth, and the result made Shengxi even more misunderstood.

Shengxi rose into the sky, and soon a red armor appeared on his body.

The thirteenth from the left held the Wishful Stick, looked down, and couldn't help saying, "It's really awesome!"

"you!"

Shengxi finally turned around, and his face eased slightly when he saw it was really awesome.

"Have you seen it all?" Shengxi looked at Zuo Thirteen coldly.

Shengxi is the secret of the zombie. When discovered by the thirteenth from the left, Shengxi's eyes are extremely complicated.

"See, what's the matter?"

"You refined yourself into a zombie armor?"

The thirteenth from the left regained his composure and looked at Shengxi solemnly.

Shengxi kept staring at the thirteenth left. Why didn't the thirteenth be afraid? Why didn't she ask, what kind of creature is she?

"Don't worry about it, remember, forget just now."

"Also, recently, I am going to retreat!"

"Um!"

Left thirteen nodded, Shengxi was busy retreating, trying to survive the catastrophe.

"You go out!"

"By the way, you said last time, let me teach the inner door, I agree."

"agree?"

Shengxi was taken aback for a moment. Originally, the 13th left to go to the inner door, but the 13th left did not agree. Why did he agree this time?

"I'll take care of the inner door from now on!"

"what?"

Regardless of whether Shengxi agreed or not, Zuo Thirteen walked directly out of Dongtian.

"Make money, I also have to prepare for the catastrophe."

"Earn some celestial stones, get a formation from the market, and then..."

The thirteenth from the left had already determined the future, anyway, if he didn't become a stalemate, he just wouldn't go out. Slowly develop in the Jin Jiazong and guide those disciples in the inner sect. Isn't it easy?

The thirteenth from the left, from Ying Gou, already knew that the best way to practice Zombie Armor was to use zombie essence and blood.

There was nothing to say all night, Shengxi hid in the cave and did not come out.

The thirteenth from the left took a look, turned and left the hall.

When Zuo Shisan had just left the main hall, the news that the lord Shengxi was about to retreat spread throughout the Ming Hall.

"This guy, want to kill me?"

Zuo Thirteen also felt it yesterday, Shengxi really had a murderous heart.

"Inner door?"

The thirteenth from the left is towards Mingtang Hall and the mountain range to the northwest. The inner door of Mingtang Hall is there.

There are twenty-four peaks in the Inner Sect, with hundreds of disciples, and these Inner Sect disciples also practice imperial armor. But they are all low-end imperial zombies, and only when they become true disciples can they practice advanced celestial arts.

After all, it is the inner gate, with twenty-four peaks, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and a peaceful atmosphere inside the gate.

But when the thirteenth from the left walked towards the inner door, all the inner door disciples were shocked.

"How come big brother?"

"This guy, come out, nothing good."

"Looking at the pale face, it must be caused by the palace owner."

The inner disciple, all gossiping looking at left thirteen.

"come here!"

The thirteenth from the left wanted to find a guide, and pointed to the man who said that his face was a bit wretched. This disciple had once seen it at the Jinshumen.