"Little brother, you wait here first, let's go and open the remaining eight altars. As soon as six or more of the nine altars are opened, a light door will appear on the altar, you just have to walk in and we will meet inside!"

He Guang's tone was arrogant and unquestionable, which made Jiang Xing very disgusted. But this place was extremely unfamiliar to Jiang Xing, and he didn't even know how to get out, so he could only endure it. After all, if you want to go out, you have to rely on old people like He Guang to lead the way.

After finishing speaking, He Guang took out a transmission note from the storage bag and transmitted the message to the five people who were still rushing over to this side on the way, telling them that they didn't need to rush over, just find the nearby altar and activate it.

After He Guang finished transmitting the news, he didn't care about Jiang Xing anymore, and took Li Chunsheng and Yin Yunpeng down the altar and walked towards another altar.

A quarter of an hour later, the nine gems on the altar lit up one after another, and Jiang Xing knew that it must be the remaining eight people who all put the jade talisman into the altar, and the Extreme Yin Xuanzang was opened!

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In the underground palace under the mass grave grave pit 10,000 meters, the shriveled middle-aged man is grabbing the head of the little zombie with one hand and lifting the little zombie against the wall, and the soul power is frantically pouring into the sea of the little zombie!

"You know what? How much effort I put in to get back to life! You know what!"

The shriveled middle-aged man roared angrily, and the bruises on his face were exposed.

"In order to survive, I have cultivated for 10,000 years, and my soul has already metamorphosed several times, and each time I have to endure the pain of a thousand cuts, do you know what kind of pain it is!"

The middle-aged man roared unwillingly, and the crystal soul power like mercury invaded the sea of the little zombie like a tide, and the little zombie's painful little face was twisted, and his body trembled.

"You haven't put in the slightest effort, how can you have what I can't have! For the resurrection, you know what kind of pain I endured, a thousand years to change a skin, every time the pain is the same as Ling Chi, you know! How can you have what I want so easily!"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man showed a look of ecstasy, and then said: "Maybe God has mercy on me, you are a gift from God! Your soul is pure and yang, as long as I swallow your soul and refine it every day, one day I will be assimilated by your soul and evolve into a yang soul!"

The middle-aged man smiled evilly, his body trembled with excitement, but his soul frantically poured into the sea of little zombies.

"Your soul is so peculiar, obviously the strength of the primordial soul is comparable to my soul of three transformations! It is really a perfect creation of the heavens! But so what, compared to the huge soul that I have cultivated for ten thousand years, you are as weak as an ant, and you can be crushed to death with your hand!"

The soul of the middle-aged man stretched out a little finger and inserted it into the little zombie sea of knowledge, and the little finger was like a pillar of heaven in the world of the little zombie sea of knowledge, penetrating the sky and the earth, running through the heaven and the earth!

"Watch it well, see how I tear you apart and devour you bit by bit!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, in the sea of little zombie knowledge, the huge finger broke down into countless small pieces, turned into countless vicious fish with fangs and small mouths, pounced on the small zombie's projectile-sized purple soul, and bit the soul of the little zombie in one bite.

It's just that the soul of the little zombie seems to be extremely hard, and these fanged small-mouthed evil fish can't bite a little, gnawing for a long time before gnawing a small piece, and then chewing slowly little by little to devour the soul fragments bited off.

The little zombie was in great pain, his body twitched violently, his already somewhat pale face was even whiter, and the blood flowed out of his pores with sweat, and the little zombie wanted to scream, but his throat couldn't make a sound.

Inside the sea of knowledge, the terrible cries of the little zombies are echoing, mixed with the crazy laughter and chewing sounds of the middle-aged man.

Three hours passed, and the soul of the little zombie was only the size of a grain of rice, revealing that little bit of gold.

The golden soul is the main consciousness of the little zombie, and it is also the soul body with the best quality when mutated. As soon as the golden soul came out, the fangs of the middle-aged man's soul body retreated.

"No! no! no! impossible! Golden soul body, this is the Drought Yang Soul, how is this possible!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, the drought is the ultimate evolution direction of all zombies, and at this time, he has a trace of the drought yang soul, you can imagine the achievements of this little zombie in the future!

The middle-aged man's eyes were suddenly extremely hot, as if he could burst into flames! At this time, a crazy jealousy arose in his heart, and then he laughed madly.

"What about the Dry Kuiyang Soul! You are still so weak, destined to be eaten by me, destined to be a wedding dress for me!"

Those fanged evil fish pounced on the little zombies again, and the golden souls of the little zombies also began to fight back, pounced on those fanged evil fish, but the golden souls only had one mouth, and the size was small, and they were quickly overwhelmed by those fanged evil fish.

Those fanged fish bit on the golden soul of the little zombie, as if they were biting a steel plate, and they didn't move.

The little zombie swallowed a fanged fish in one bite, and after swallowing more than a dozen in a row, it seemed to grow up a little.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and then said disdainfully: "It's just a matter of biting off one of my hairs, do you think you can't do anything!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man's whole soul drilled into the little zombie Zhihai, and the little zombie Zhihai seemed to be about to be torn apart, as if a giant elephant was forced into a ball-sized space, and it was extremely painful!

The little zombie felt as if his sea of knowledge was about to be blown up at any time, but after all, it contained the soul of the middle-aged man little by little.

In the sea of knowledge, the figure of a giant-like middle-aged man appeared in front of the little zombie, and the little zombie was still a golden soul the size of a grain of rice at this time, like a grain of dust in front of the middle-aged man.

"Die!" The middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the golden soul body of the little zombie, clenched his fists and contracted, rubbing vigorously. But the golden soul body of the little zombie, like a grain of iron, could not be crushed, but pierced into the palm flesh of the middle-aged man's soul body.

Seeing that this didn't work, the middle-aged man turned into a grinding disc, and two grinding stones pressed the golden soul of the little zombie in the middle and spun it quickly.

The little zombie seemed to be the hardest diamond, pressed in the middle of a grinding disc made of clay, and the grinding disc was rotating rapidly grinding the little zombie, and the little zombie was not damaged at all, but instead knocked out scratches on the grinding disc itself, shattering countless soul fragments.

The little zombie golden soul body has been absorbing the soul fragments of the middle-aged man who was ground by himself, and it is growing little by little and getting bigger.

The middle-aged man grinded for a long time, but never grinded the soul of the little zombie, he watched the golden soul of the little zombie get bigger and bigger, gradually growing to the size of an egg, and finally recognized the fact that he could not devour the soul of the little zombie, so he stopped grinding, and the soul returned to a human body, and withdrew from the sea of little zombies like a tide.

The middle-aged man who had withdrawn was very angry! He couldn't devour the soul of such a weak little zombie!

He began to grab the little zombie's head, his ten fingers contracted, and he began to pinch a little harder, he was going to pinch the little zombie's head!

Since it can't be devoured, then destroy it!

The head of this little zombie is as simple as crushing an egg for him, and with a little more force, this head will shatter like a watermelon.

And this golden soul will also be forbidden by his mana forever, becoming his most precious collection!

With such a gentle pinch, all of this is achieved.

However, at this very moment, due to the little zombie that absorbed his soul fragments, it was slowly changing, and the corpse teeth and claws began to slowly fade, and the appearance was getting closer and closer to that of an ordinary child, which was a sign of resurrection.

This is all he dreamed of!

He stopped pinching and popping the little zombie's head, and he suddenly wanted to see if the little zombie could be cultivated to an adult, to prove whether his dream that a zombie could cultivate to an adult was right.

In the past, he questioned himself countless times, whether the idea of resurrecting the dead was as ridiculous as a fantasy, and whether it was wishful thinking that he had cultivated for 10,000 years just to resurrect!

But the little zombie in front of him gave him hope.

If there are still zombies in the world who can cultivate to the point of resurrection, then the little zombie is undoubtedly the best candidate.

For some reason, the middle-aged man cried, killing this zombie was not what he wanted, he wanted to be resurrected!

The golden soul of the forbidden soul is not what he wants, what he wants is the soul to be extremely yin and yang, and the soul to be reborn.

If you kill the little zombie, he can't be resurrected, and if you don't kill it, you can't be resurrected.

But without killing, he can see if zombies can be resurrected through cultivation!

As long as this little zombie is resurrected as an adult, then it means that his dream is not a fantasy!

Then, in order to resurrect him, he insisted on cultivating for nearly 10,000 years, it was not wishful thinking, but it was right! No matter how hard this path was, he could still persevere!

Seeing that the little zombie was no different from an ordinary child, he somehow let go of the hand that grabbed the little zombie's head, and let the little zombie slip on the ground against the wall.

For some reason, tears filled his eyes, ran down his cheeks, and wet the hem of his clothes.

Wiping away his tears, he said to the green zombie dog lying at his feet: "Bring me the skin I faded last time and cover it!"

The green zombie dog took a human skin with blood in his mouth for a while, and covered the little zombie's body, and an extremely pure corpse qi seeped from the human skin into the body of the little zombie with a pale face, and the little zombie with scaly wounds quickly recovered, and a little bit of fangs and claws that were not retracted were also completely retracted.

I don't know how long later, the little zombie woke up slowly, saw a human skin covered with a human skin and screamed in fright, and turned his head to see the middle-aged man with his back to him.

"I didn't die, you didn't kill me?" the little zombie looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "It seems that God still hasn't given me a chance to come back to life, your life is so good, you were born with a pure yang soul, and when you die, you meet a noble person, your life is really good!"

The middle-aged man turned around, took out a codex from his arms, handed it to the little zombie, and said, "The skin on the ground was taken off last time, you can take it away! You are very special, so I don't understand your path, I can't teach you anything, this is some of my insights on zombies in order to come alive, you can refer to them when you cultivate. You're good to go. ”

The little zombie is gone, only no longer jumping, but walking like a human.