Crossover starts with Mr. Zombie

Xiao Li listened to the endless flow of time, followed the sound and found that the cry for help came from a more distant past.

Chaos era.

All kinds of terrifying energies collided between the heaven and the earth, bursting out a dazzling light, and then quickly shattered. The unprecedented battle, beyond imagination, is enough to shake the ancient and modern!

Finally, nothing is visible, nothing is visible, there is chaos.

I don't know how long it took, everyone felt suffocated, even their souls were stiffened by it. With the end of the first round of collision, the world gradually cleared up, and outsiders could see the scene of the battlefield clearly.

The vast desert is still there and has never been destroyed.

It can only be said that the unrivaled attacks are all from above, and have never caused damage to the millions of foreign troops below.

The forces on Jiutian's side, people are all trembling at this moment, and their hearts are gloomy.

An Lan, the Immortal King, held the original imperial city in his hand, carried Tianyuan on his back, and stood on the battlefield pulled by the bull with the golden back. The world seemed to freeze at this moment.

"You can come and give it a try, even if I carry Tianyuan on my back and need to hold the Primitive Emperor City with one hand, I am as invincible in the world as Anlan!"

An Lan's voice was not high, but it was heard clearly throughout the desert, and through Diguan, to everyone's ears.

The name of the Immortal King Anlan is shocking all over the world, who among the monks in the world will compete with him! ?

This is not just talk, there was a history of blood, it was a prestige forged by stepping on the corpses of countless strong men, shocking the past and present, sweeping the nine heavens and ten places!

At that time, there were indeed people who could fight him, but in the end, they all perished, buried in the blood of the loess in the previous era.

An Lan, whose prestige moves the world, terrifies the world, traverses the ages, and pushes all rivals.

The people in the imperial city were neither immortals nor immortals. Facing the seemingly invincible An Lan, they did not back down.

"Fight out, fight hard, right now, right now, blood splashes in the blue sky!"

"kill!"

The masters of all races shouted one after another, charging the foreign army without risking their lives.

In front of the Emperor Pass, with a flash of sunlight, an old man walked forward step by step with a stone tablet on his back.

The stele was not big at first, only as tall as a person, but it was quite difficult for him to carry it. As he stepped forward, the stele became taller and more majestic, like a mortal walking on a mountain.

On the city wall, everyone was silent and depressed.

They all know that the old man will never return!

"Suppressing Immortal Monument, follow me to kill that immortal creature and behead that king!"

The old man chanted the ancient mantra, his whole body erupted with immeasurable divine light, his blood was burning and boiling, and all of it was trapped in the stone tablet.

At the same time, the stele was glowing and bloody, with various symbols on it, all of which were the rules of the immortal way, and flew towards An Lan's chariot with a murderous air.

In the chariot, no one spoke, An Lan was calm, holding the city in the sky with one hand, and the golden-backed mang ox pulling the cart said: "It's just an ant, an old stele, what's the point!"

Can become the mount of the immortal king. The golden-backed mang ox is naturally not a mortal beast. It is strong and mighty, with a chaotic atmosphere, and its horns are golden. It is not in a hurry. Traces, like a living history book, record the once peerless war.

The old man didn't reply, he used up all his blood, energy and soul to move the stele with all his strength.

In the sky, the ancient stele magnified extremely quickly, it was as black as ink, with blood stains, all the symbols glowed, covering the world, releasing the power of the rules of the immortal way.

Now, An Lan is fighting against the original imperial city and Tian Yuan, this may be the only hope for the human race to win!

"Boom!"

The Zhenxian Monument suppressed everything the old man sacrificed.

An Lan was silent, motionless, without any disturbance.

The chariot that sat on it automatically emitted a divine light, and slashed at the stone tablet.

"Crack!"

The bloody Immortal Monument broke into several pieces and cracked, and the scattered stones fell to the ground from around the chariot with bloodstains, and there was no way to approach it.

"A mere ant dares to use swords in front of the Immortal King. It is not a pity to die."

The golden-backed mang ox opened his mouth, and his words were wild, shaking the world.

This deeply hurt the hearts of many people in Diguan. A supreme person risked his life to fend off the enemy, and used blood essence to activate the immortal stele, but died worthless!

In this situation, the people in Diguan are desperate, and the human race has played all their cards, but it is still useless. If An Lan is allowed to lead a foreign army into the pass, the world will inevitably turn around, and this era of human race will be destroyed.

Despair, endless despair!

The golden-backed mangniu looked at the people in Guanzhong with contempt, and said with a sneer: "Stupid creatures, weak races, mantises are like carts, and they are overwhelmed."

Being ridiculed by a cow, and being ridiculed by a cow pulling a cart, everyone in Guanzhong was angry, but helpless, although they really wanted to kill it and cut off all the enemies that came.

However, the situation is stronger than people, the immortal king knocks down, no one can match!

Chapter 24 The world is dirty again

In the desert, the luan bell on the chariot emits a clear and pleasant ringing, which is melodious and very pleasant.

However, to the ears of the people in Diguan, it was like the song from Jiuyou!

"What is left, only the last card is left, sacrifice the first killing formation!"

On the city wall of Diguan, a travel-worn old man appeared. He was the oldest human supreme in Diguan. Looking at the mighty foreign army, the old man was very helpless, and the eyes of the soul lord were tinged with sadness.

The Zhenxian Monument was destroyed, and now the only hope for the human race is the incomplete killing array.

This killing formation is known as the first killing formation. Although it is incomplete, it has great power. It is Diguan's last trump card.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

"kill!"

The old man covered in dust roared, and sacrificed the remnants of the killing formation, accompanied by a large number of formation flags and formation platforms, and rushed out of the Diguan.

"Ok?"

The golden-backed ox felt his hairs stand on end, and he sensed danger.

This first killing formation has existed since many epochs. The heaven and earth were born, and a corner of the picture was born, bringing endless magic flags, formations, etc., and bombarded An Lan.

Among them, behind hundreds of banners, there is an old man standing behind them. They are all famous people in the city. They are mobilizing their blood and doing their best, just to preserve the last hope of the human race, even if they die, they will not regret it!

The elderly Supreme Being and the Unrequited Famous Person voluntarily offered sacrifices, urging them to kill the king, only to slaughter the king against the heavens.