After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1195

"Great Immortal Qingniu, we are going to lead our sect into the Immortal Realm!"

For eighteen years, no matter when and where this sentence is mentioned, it is always an extremely shocking declaration.

The disciples of Qingniu were in an uproar, the overwhelming spiritual turmoil was suppressed, and the spiritual forces were eradicated.

The Green Ox Immortal created a great achievement unprecedented in history and was extremely glorious.

Then the Green Ox Immortal wanted to knock on the door of the fairyland. Since there was no way to become an immortal, he would just fight his way in.

What an exciting feat.

In the world of cultivation, everyone from white-haired old men to ignorant teenagers are ready to try.

He was about to die, so he sold his coffin and spent all his money to buy some good medicine to strengthen his body and survive the next eighteen years.

He is old but still strong, and his health-preserving exercises are very advanced. He feels that he can give it another try.

Those who are in their prime are eager to try and work hard to improve their skills.

Whether the time is long or short, eighteen years have passed.

On the Beiyin Mountain, weapons are like forests and flags are like the sea. The elite of all sects gather here, and the murderous aura is overwhelming.

The originally terrifying evil miasma had long been suppressed by the formation, revealing this extremely magnificent temple.

On this day, seven stars were in a row and the setting sun was blood-red.

Above the sky, seven bright stars slowly overlapped, and in an instant, they became as bright as the sun.

Suddenly, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the earth shook.

This is not the earth cow rolling over the mountain, but the whole world is shaking, as if something is tearing it apart.

At this moment, seven bright stars dropped thousands of brilliant lights, and a ghostly mausoleum slowly appeared, floating above the Beiyin Mountain.

At the same time, in the temple below that had been covered in dust for countless years, the sound of chanting suddenly rang out.

The low Buddhist sound seems to come from the other side of the long river of time, crossing endless history and vast geography, and finally arriving at today's time and space.

It is like an ancient wise man, telling the vastness and boundlessness of the world with a vicissitudes and deep voice.

It also seems to chant the sadness and helplessness of all life. It seems to understand the fate of all things in the world, and to understand the impermanence and transience of life. In this long and lingering Buddhist chant, people seem to feel the passage of time, the changes of history, and the fragility and insignificance of everything in the world.

All things are mortal, only death is immortal.

"Fahai, do you understand what these Sanskrit chants are saying?" Wei Wu asked hurriedly. At this moment, he was wearing armor, with yang energy rising to the sky. He had forged the Nine Yang True Body and Yang Soul. His combat power was extraordinary, and his realm had reached the other shore realm.

“This is not Sanskrit.”

Fahai listened quietly, shook his head, and said, "But this temple has a name that is chanted, and it seems to be called the Netherworld Temple. It is a temple in the underworld, dedicated to the True God of Brahma, and built by the demons."

"What are the demons?" Wu De asked.

"I don't know." Fahai shook his head. Over the eternity, everything was shrouded in mystery. It was not an easy task to penetrate the maze of history and find the truth.

"In the mythological era, the demons were defeated and expelled. It should be them. The secret is hidden by heaven. It doesn't matter." Wang Tiezhu said.

Qin He narrowed his eyes, and the word "demons" came into his ears again.

His mind sank, and a wisp of consciousness sank into the mustard seed space. In a corner of the cemetery, the flowers of the other shore were in full bloom. Only the red flowers were visible, and no leaves were seen. They were as red as blood.

The red spider lily is a flower that voluntarily enters the underworld and is the only flower in the underworld. It was later condemned by the demons and has since grown on the banks of the Yellow Spring River between the Yin and Yang worlds.

Qin He never understood how a species could have such a description.

Just plant the red spider lilies you find and wait for them to bloom.

Decades have passed, and the red spider lily has withered and bloomed twice, and now it is blooming for the second time.

"Fuling Mountain!"

Just as everyone was whispering, Zhu Ganglie suddenly pointed at the mausoleum that was becoming clearer and clearer and shouted.

It is a silent pig demon who was once the master of the supernatural.

A shout attracted everyone's attention.

Fulingshan!

This is the place the Soul-killing Army has been searching for for countless years, but there is still no clue.

Even Qin He went out several times to search for it himself, but still found nothing.

At this moment, it actually appeared in the sky above Beiyin Mountain, appearing in the starlight of the seven stars in a row.