Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Not only did the Thousand-Armed Centipede speed up its attack, but above the Chiyao Immortal Palace, the main offensive formation lit up with light, and the Three-Legged Golden Crow gathered divine fire, opened its mouth and spit out a red beam of light that pierced straight down.

Buzz!

The Cui family's Yantai Fortress supported the four major formations of wind, fire, thunder, and illusion, but after dozens of consecutive attacks from the Chiyao Immortal Palace, it became shaky.

The Cui family's mountain protection formation is not as good as the Taizang Treasure Realm of Tantric Buddhism, and it does not have the blessing of the Holy Bodhi Tree, so the Chiyao Immortal Palace can break it.

Although using nuclear bombs is more convenient, the Cui family will also suffer a lot of wealth losses. The Cui family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the buildings of the Yantai Fort alone are made of spiritual materials and are very valuable.

If Su Jie wants to take over the entire Cui family and obtain all of the Cui family’s wealth, he cannot use nuclear bombs indiscriminately.

Who made Su Jie urgently need money now? In order to create a heaven-level wonder, Su Jie needs to stop any waste.

"Husband, there is another powerful guy underground in the castle."

Xiao Qian was fighting in full swing, but Han Ruyan floated to Su Jie's side, looked at Yantai Fort, and said these words.

"A living Purple Mansion monk?"

Su Jie asked casually while watching the battle between Thousand-Handed Centipede and Cui Huaian.

Han Ruyan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not alive, but it doesn't look dead either. It's probably similar to a zombie."

Su Jie raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Oh, it seems that the Cui family has quite a few cards up their sleeves."

At this time, under the repeated and continuous bombardment of the Chiyao Immortal Palace, the formation of the Yantai Fort had cracked and could not withstand the attack of the Chiyao Immortal Palace.

Inside the fortress, each and every disciple of the Cui family looked as pale as death.

Their strength is far from being a match for the Guiling Palace's combined forces of both righteous and evil cultivators, not to mention the presence of Su Jie to support them.

"Ancestor, the Cui family is in danger, please return to the world as soon as possible!"

Inside the ancestral hall of Yantaiwu Fort, more than a dozen elders of the Cui family knelt on the ground, their foreheads covered in blood. They shouted and activated some kind of formation.

Deep beneath the ancestral hall, a layer of scarlet blood mist rose up at some point, mixed with a sinister smell of corpses, and reached everyone's nose.

Boom!

The next moment, the ancestral hall collapsed.

The evil aura rolled in like a storm, and a bottomless hole appeared where the ancestral hall originally was, revealing a depth that was too deep to look directly into.

Along with the sound of footsteps, a dark shadow slowly walked out from the dust that had not yet dispersed.

His body was covered with long dark-black hair, with dark red veins snaking beneath his pale skin. His ten fingernails shone with a cold bronze glow, and a pair of dark green pupils were embedded beneath his brow bones.

As the figure walked out, a gloomy and corrupt aura spread with his steps. Wherever he passed, the planted spiritual trees all turned yellow and curled up. Holes appeared in the ground, spewing out endless black smoke. There was magma surging like blood, and arcs of light spurted out in the air, like a demon with its ferocious fangs bared.

"It's time for the great strife to begin again. Where is the man of destiny?"

The figure spoke slowly. The black python pattern could not cover his hairy body. When he turned his neck to look around, his pupils reflected a strange prism of light that was chilling.

"Grandfather, it is because your descendants are incompetent. Foreign enemies have invaded the Cui family. The Cui family is in danger of being destroyed. Please come out and save your descendants."

The Cui family elders were overjoyed and looked at the man who was born with ecstasy.

Because this person is their ancestor, Cui Lin, the ancestor of the Cui family who lived more than 5,000 years ago, and had the cultivation level of the late Purple Mansion during his lifetime.

Of course, their ancestor Cui Lin did not die, but as his time was approaching, he took the initiative to keep himself alive in the form of a zombie.

In the Tianyuan world, even if one is a Purple Mansion cultivator who has become a Yang God, even if he relies on all kinds of magical medicines and elixirs to prolong his life, he will eventually die, unless he can break through to the Dongxu realm one day.

When Cui Lin had no hope of attaining the Cave Void and his life span had not yet come to an end, he buried himself alive under the clan's ancestral hall using the secret technique of resurrection that only cultivators in the late Purple Mansion period could use.

At the same time, he used the Heavenly Palace in the Upper Dan Sea of ​​Consciousness as his own cemetery, completely integrated into this cemetery, and refined himself as a zombie.

But the price was that Cui Lin made himself neither human nor ghost, neither a living person nor a zombie. Zombies are the result of human death, while he was buried in a living grave before he died.

He was in a deep sleep most of the time, and the days when he was able to wake up and move around were extremely short. Every time he woke up, his vitality would be greatly consumed.

But apart from that, he has to wake up once every hundreds or thousands of years to devour the power of destiny of the destined man.

A living zombie like him is trying to survive by stealing the secrets of heaven. Without the destiny and luck of a man with a destiny, he simply cannot continue to survive.

At the same time, it devours those who are born to respond to the calamity and obtains the illusory luck of heaven, which allows them to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and perhaps find an opportunity to break through the Void Realm.

The five major families of the Dali Dynasty all have this kind of old monster surviving.

They are all late-stage Purple Mansion cultivators who survive as living zombies. They have been working hard to break through the Cave Void throughout their entire lives, and most of them do not want to die from sitting in meditation after their lifespans are exhausted.

The resentment is so deep that even if it means turning himself into a zombie, he is still determined to give it a try for the elusive opportunity.

"You useless bastard, you were actually attacked by the Fire Cloud Palace."

Cui Lin's expression did not change at all. His cold eyes took in the Chiyao Immortal Palace above his head, as well as Cui Huaian who was fighting with the Thousand-Armed Centipede.

The Fire Cloud Palace did not exist when he was active during his lifetime. However, after he became a living zombie, he knew about the Fire Cloud Palace the last time he woke up, and he also saw the Chiyao Immortal Palace, which was built at great expense to the Fire Cloud Palace.

"Um, ancestor, it's not the Fire Cloud Palace, it's the Ghost Ridge Palace." The elders of the clan were embarrassed and hurriedly explained the situation to the ancestor who had slept for hundreds of years.

At the same time, outside Yantai Fortress, Han Ruyan pointed in a certain direction and said, "Husband, that guy is coming out."

"I saw it. He didn't even have a Yang Spirit. His body was dead but not stiff. Yet he was able to emit the pressure of the Purple Mansion Realm. It's really strange."

Su Jie looked from afar at Cui Lin who was unearthed from deep underground. The greatest signs of a Purple Mansion cultivator are the Yang God and the Dharmakāya. However, Cui Lin did not have a Yang God, yet was able to exude the pressure of the Purple Mansion realm, which surprised Su Jie.

"Living zombies, an alternative secret method of zombie formation, are the products of half-human, half-zombie."

Han Ruyan added that as a ghost, she had a say in this matter.

"No matter what it is, since it has come out, we should destroy it all at once."

Su Jie twisted his neck and took a step forward.

Click!

The void shook violently, and the already shaky Yantai Fort formation was completely broken. Su Jie appeared above the fort and met Cui Lin's eyes.

"Guiling Palace, Su Jie!"

Cui Lin's voice was stiff and hoarse. He had already known Su Jie's identity. When he stared at Su Jie, he was suddenly stunned, took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"With such a huge and magnificent destiny of heaven and such a huge amount of national destiny added to him, he is much stronger than any destiny man I have ever seen before."

For a moment, Cui Lin looked at Su Jie with extremely fiery eyes, as if he wanted to eat Su Jie up completely.

"Your look really annoys me, old ghost."

The corner of Su Jie's mouth twitched. He didn't know what Cui Lin was mumbling. Su Jie didn't understand and was too lazy to think about it. As long as he killed the antique unearthed from this land by himself, the entire Cui family would become his wealth and nourishment.

In a flash, Su Jie was in front of Cui Lin and punched him without saying a word.

The strength of Su Jie's innate divine body is unmatched among the mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivators, and this is the capital that Su Jie relies on to do whatever he wants.

However, facing Su Jie's fist, Cui Lin simply raised his hand, and when his fists and palms collided, he did not retreat a single step, and relied on his body to hold up Su Jie's incomparable innate divine body.

"The innate divine body is well-cultivated. No wonder it can defeat the Cui family."

Cui Lin lowered his eyebrows. When he was alive, he was a cultivator in the late Purple Mansion period. He built a heavenly palace in the upper elixir sea of ​​consciousness for the Yang God to reside in. He ruled over all the saints and was the master of all life.

The saints refer to human cells. A grain of sand is a world, a leaf is a bodhi. The cultivators in the late Purple Mansion stage have already fully tapped the potential of human cells, and the strength of the innate divine body will be further improved.

Although he no longer has his yang spirit, his body is still alive and well, and still retains the physical strength he had when he was alive.

"The ancestor is invincible."

"Haha, Demon Su, this is the consequence of attacking our Cui family. You can't touch our foundation."

"It is an honor for you, Demon Su, to die in the hands of the ancestor."

Seeing this scene, all the members of the Cui family who had been frightened by Su Jie's reputation before were filled with passion, and were dormant by the powerful force of their ancestor Cui Lin.

"Interesting, your strength is really good, it's worth me taking it a little more seriously."

Su Jie's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He liked to beat the old, weak and sick. Although Cui Lin in front of him was old, he was not weak at all.

As Su Jie activated his spiritual power, the blood in his body surged like wolf smoke, and the sky was dyed a fiery red by Su Jie's blood. He had already attacked Cui Lin again.

"If you want to fight me, you need to practice more!"

Cui Lin put one hand behind his back and greeted Su Jie with contempt, but before he could finish his words, he was blown away like a cannonball.

All the houses along the way were pierced through, and finally flew out of Yantai Fort and crashed more than ten kilometers away, with the whole person sticking to a mountain in a big letter shape.

The Cui family members around were so shocked that their mouths dropped. They looked in disbelief as they saw their ancestor being knocked away by Su Jie.

It was not until they saw that Su Jie was holding a small tree emitting nine-colored light in his hand that they suddenly realized what was going on.

"You are so despicable, are you serious, you devil, about relying on your treasure to bully others?"

When an elder of the Cui family saw Su Jie's Holy Bodhi Tree, he was like a cat with its fur standing on end. How could his invincible ancestor lose? Su Jie was just relying on the treasure.

"Long-winded."

Su Jie smashed it casually, and the nine-colored precious light of the Holy Bodhi Tree was like a dream, and it also looked like a giant tree towering into the sky, directly blasting the Taoist elder who was speaking into pieces of flesh.

"Leave this to you. I'm going to go meet that old guy."

Su Jie left these words and flew towards Cui Lin in the distance, holding the Holy Bodhi Tree in his hand.

As for relying on the power of treasures, that's a joke. Only a fool would not use a complete innate divine plant like the Holy Bodhi Tree.

In the beginning, Su Jie had worked so hard to snatch the Holy Bodhi Tree from Tantric Buddhism just for this moment. Otherwise, could Su Jie still have used the Holy Bodhi Tree as a landscape tree?
Behind Su Jie, a group of monks from Qingzhou, Qingzhou and Chongzhou had swarmed in and attacked and massacred the Cui clan members.

In addition to the high-end forces, the Cui family also has many middle and upper-level clansmen, which are much stronger than ordinary sects. However, compared with the cultivators in the three states, the number is completely different. Without the support of the Purple Mansion, their fate can be imagined. (End of this chapter)