After 300 years of cultivating immortals, he suddenly discovered that he was a martial arts man

Thus, the Holy Cult of the Netherworld was born.

For the next 3 years, the civilized society was basically dominated by the Holy Cult of the Netherworld and the Gate of Nine Deaths.

On the contrary, the Plague Palace, which was once in full swing, has turned to hide its power and bide its time. It may not be possible for a major event to happen in 1 years, that is, there was a scene of the Son's defection thousands of years ago.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

According to Chongyang Star God, the real Plague Palace actually ceased to exist after the great war 3 years ago.

Today's Plague Palace is just a shell, without the enterprising spirit that ruled everything and wanted to explore the mystery of immortality, it only knows to nest in the hundred thousand mountains and experiment.

Even Gao Shouxin, who had just been certified thousands of years ago, was beaten to the door of his house, and the Hundred Thousand Mountains were surrounded by countless zombies, and the old poison did not come out to fight back.

However, the current Plague Palace is not necessarily a bad thing for Chongyang star people.

After listening to Chongyang Star God's narration, Cui Heng fell into deep thought, and said after a while: "The foreign factions have migrated here, and they are studying the mystery of obtaining immortality without the true nature of immortality. This makes me a little curious about them. .”

Although Chongyang Star God did not mention the holy soldiers of the Plague Palace, nor the mysterious key, but the history and experience of the Plague Palace were enough to make him have a guess.

Perhaps the Plague Palace already knew or suspected that there was something wrong with this path of cultivation that centered on the true nature of immortality, so they studied the body of immortality.

If so—

From which direction did the Plague Palace suspect, and how did it discover the doubt?

Are you still doing research in this area, and what is the progress?

There is another point that Cui Heng is quite concerned about, and that is the perfection of the secret method of the immortal body and the so-called "zombies" refined by the Holy Cult of the Netherworld.

Is this also an alternative exploration of immortality?

How did he manage to refine something like a "zombie"?

Thinking of this, Cui Heng looked down and found that Hui Shi was fighting with Wei Cheng and Gao Shouxin. Judging from the momentum, the fight should be very fierce.

Countless rays of light and countless forces collided in the sky, causing the sky to shake, the earth to shake, and countless densely packed zombies rushed in, trying to drown Hui Shi in it.

But Huishi is surrounded by golden dragons, and he has cultivated himself into a true immortal saint. Any zombie that gets close to him will be burned to ashes.

However, after these zombies were turned into ashes, they would be swallowed by the steaming black energy, and in a blink of an eye, another new zombie came out of it and continued to pounce on Huishi.

This cycle goes on and on, endlessly.

Even if most of these zombies are only celestial beings, and the strongest ones are only at the level of Xuanxian, but they can't be killed no matter what, it's too difficult to deal with.

These zombies do not achieve immortality through the authenticity of immortality, so naturally there is no way to completely kill them after stripping away the authenticity of immortality.

Of course, although there are many zombies, they are weak after all.

Hui Shi was still pressing down on the two saints alone, and it was very easy and didn't take much effort.

Cui Heng looked at the situation, and suddenly asked the Chongyang Star God beside him: "Tell me, what if I invite the head teacher from the Plague Palace to explain the situation of these zombies?"

"Shangxian, there is a high probability that the head teacher of Plague Palace does not have this inheritance." Chongyang Star God smiled wryly, "This part of the inheritance has already been destroyed."

"If it is really completely destroyed, there will be no Nether Sacred Cult." Cui Heng said with a smile, "I will invite the head teacher of the Plague Palace here, and I can also ask him about the Plague Palace. Specific history."

Killing two birds with one stone belongs to yes.

Immediately, he directly raised his right hand, looked to the south, and suddenly stretched out his palm.

I saw a flash of golden light, and it was vaguely visible that an incomparably huge palm phantom left, and disappeared into the void without any trace.

The congenital one-energy capture skill, the ten-thousand-mile soaring light technique, and the epitome of a thousand-mile household!

This is because Cui Heng cast three kinds of spells at the same time to achieve the effect of long-distance capture-directly "invite" people from afar!

At the same time, it is located in the Plague Palace in the Shiwanda Mountain in southern Xinjiang.

Taran suddenly saw a golden giant hand appearing in the sky without warning, and broke through all the defensive barriers here in an instant, and went straight to the Palace of Plague Palace.

"What is this?!" Talan looked at the sky in amazement, she had never seen such a sight.

However, he soon found out.

After reaching the sky above the Plague Palace, the giant hand that came out of nowhere grabbed it without hesitation.

And it went straight to the deepest Ten Thousand Poison Pool.

At this time, the headmaster of the Plague Palace who was adjusting the strength in his body in the Ten Thousand Poison Pool suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and subconsciously shuddered.

A strong sense of fear surged up inexplicably.

"What's going on?" The headmaster of Plague Palace was puzzled, and secretly said, "Why do I feel scared? Is it because of Luling City..."

boom!

At this moment, there was a loud noise from above, and a giant purple-gold hand descended from the sky, directly stretched into the Ten Thousand Poison Pool, and fished out the headmaster of the Plague Palace.

"What's the situation, what's the situation?!"

The head teacher of Plague Palace was terrified.

……

The sky above Luling City.

The head teacher of the Plague Palace never dreamed of this situation.

He would be caught here from the Plague Palace tens of thousands of miles away in an instant.

What kind of supernatural power is this, what kind of power is this?

It was at this time that Cui Heng came over, pointed down, and said with a smile: "Can you tell me about the fighting methods of the Nether Sacred Cult?"

Chapter 243 The Creator

"You, who are you?!"

The headmaster of Plague Palace looked at the young man beside him in disbelief, his heart was instantly filled with fear, and his whole body trembled.

Cui Heng just made a move, but the residual momentum has not dissipated. . .

This alone is enough to scare a holy man out of his wits, and directly lose the desire to resist together.

Not to mention that he just directly captured people from tens of thousands of miles away.

However, the headmaster of Plague Palace is after all a saint who has been revered for thousands of years, even though he is full of fear, he can still barely maintain his composure, looking around from the corner of his eyes.

Then, he was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to the Chongyang Star God next to him: "Xing Zun, so you are here too, Xing Zun."

The head teacher of Plague Palace is to know Chongyang Star God.

In his heart, this sixth-level peak existence is one of the strongest in the starry sky of all worlds, surpassing all saints.

No matter how powerful this young man who captured him is, he should be at most similar to Chongyang Star God.

As long as Chongyang Star God can come forward to intercede, I think nothing will happen to me.

But just when the headmaster of Plague Palace wanted to continue to get close to the Chongyang Star God, the ancient Star God hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Zhu Shengzun, there is an immortal here, so there is no need to salute to this little god like me."

The head teacher of the Plague Palace was named Zhu Changsheng. He was stunned on the spot when he heard the words of the Chongyang Star God. He turned his head to look at Cui Heng in astonishment, with an incredible expression on his face.

Shangxian?

Little God?

Am I crazy to hear this Chongyang Star God, who is at the peak of the sixth realm, call himself a little god? !

Could it be that the young man who captured him is a powerful existence who has stepped into the realm of waiting for edict? !

But even in the realm of waiting for edicts, there is only a relatively powerful king of saints, and there is no difference in realm. Why should the Chongyang Star God lower his posture like this?

Or... is this an existence in the seventh realm of the fairy world?

How is this possible, after the collapse of the heavens, there is still a creator who has stepped into the seventh realm of the fairyland in the starry sky? !

This is too outrageous.

In the vast universe and the boundless starry sky, how many years has it been since there was a Creator?

Appearing in front of me like this now?

Seeing that Zhu Changsheng was looking at him, Cui Heng nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I don't mean anything to you, I just want to ask you something."

At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed forward, created a floating pavilion above the sky out of thin air, and walked over with Zhu Changsheng.

It is better to have a place to talk about things.

Cui Heng really didn't have any malice towards the head teacher of the Plague Palace.

Of course there is no good feeling.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have directly used the innate one-qi capture technique to invite people over.

But if you want to take the other party's life, it's not to that extent.

"Creation of the Void!" Zhu Changsheng exclaimed, looking at the floating pavilion in horror.

Now, he was finally completely convinced of his previous guess.

Creator!

Really the Creator of the Seventh Realm!

Zhu Changsheng's eyes flickered, and many thoughts appeared in his mind in an instant, and the thousands of years of experience in this life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

In the end, he had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "I see, you are the creator who came to question me. These zombies are indeed the results of our research over the years."

"Oh?" Cui Heng raised his brows slightly when he heard that Zhu Changsheng's answer was completely beyond his expectations, and made him feel what it meant to be a surprise, so he smiled and said, "Continue."

"The last time it was the arrival of the Holy King, this time it was actually the Creator, this is really..." Zhu Changsheng seemed to have given up struggling, and said dejectedly, "It has been 12 years, and I still can't escape after all.

"However, before I die, I want to ask, why do you want to pass on the cultivation method with the true nature of immortality as the core? Are you really trying to harvest us as materials?

"But the heavens have long since collapsed, and the former Ziyang Heaven has become the current Ziyang Realm. There is no such thing as an edict from the immortal heaven, and there is no place for the kings of the saints who are waiting for the edict to ascend. This kind of cultivation method is no longer valuable. Bar.

"Why can't the real cultivation method be passed on, or should we use ourselves as materials for cultivation? The Creator, I want to ask, why is this?!"

In the end, he was very emotional, and his voice was roaring.

"..." This time, Cui Heng fell into silence.

Zhu Changsheng suddenly revealed a series of information, all of which he had come into contact with but hadn't figured out.

This is a great treasure!

It is indeed an ancient inheritance that existed 12 years ago.

I found the treasure.

After Zhu Changsheng vented, seeing that Cui Heng didn't speak, he didn't ask any more questions.

This reaction was also expected by him.

How could the supreme Creator care about such a small saint like himself?

So he closed his eyes, and said calmly: "These zombies are the defective products of our refining immortality, they can only rely on the holy soldier 'undead miasma' to achieve immortality.

"We are truly successful, only Gao Shouxin who is fighting at this time, this is the essence of our 12 years of research, a saint who has no real immortality..."

Zhu Changsheng then talked a lot.

He seemed to be completely desperate, facing a Creator in the seventh realm, he couldn't think of any resistance at all.

The gap is too big.

Cui Heng listened quietly on the sidelines, sorting out the key information at the same time, and comparing it with the information he had learned from the Chongyang Star God.

The Plague Palace was originally not an independent sect, but a branch of a larger sect.

A long time ago, this sect discovered that there was a problem with the cultivation method centered on the true nature of immortality.

Since then, Plague Palace has been studying how to circumvent the true nature of immortality and refine the body of immortality under the order of the main sect.

This time can even be traced back to before the collapse of the heavens.

However, due to the long time, the master of the Plague Palace has long been lost in the dust of history.

The Plague Palace itself suffered another catastrophe 12 years ago, and the inheritance was almost completely cut off, leaving only scattered classics and a few saints who fled to Chongyang Star.

Thus, previous history and research successes have been difficult to investigate.

After coming to Chongyang Star, the Plague Palace is still continuing the research on the immortal body, and there are still some rules to follow in the early days.

However, as the old man's influence faded, this kind of research became crazier.