Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　It can be said that his immortal path is right at his feet.

　　All that is missing is time.

　　Compared to the Fourth Ancestor, this is a real terror.

　　When it fully grows up, the entire Yang World will be shrouded in its majesty.

　　He will lead the corpse sect to its former peak.

　　Even further up.

　　Reach heights that have never been reached before.

　　"Breakthrough!"

　　……

　　Xuankui, Monk Jingran, the black-robed old man, and Li Jilong all stopped at the same time.

　　Turn around and look in the direction of the old zombie.

　　"What a powerful breath, this is what I should pursue!"

　　Xuankui's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

　　Although he came from a royal family, he was not keen on power.

　　Otherwise, after Cixi's death, how could she still control the power of the royal family.

　　That's just because Xuan Kui doesn't care.

　　Before he met Lin Feng, he had been wandering in place for decades, unable to see the way forward.

　　The appearance of Lin Feng allowed him to see the way forward.

　　And now the breakthrough of the old zombie made him feel that the way forward was clear.

　　Going down the road of the predecessors, one day, he will also be able to reach that height.

　　That was his pursuit.

　　"Flying Yaksha, from now on, there is another peerless great demon in the world. People in the world suffer, the way of the demon grows, and the way of the world is getting more and more difficult!"

　　Monk Jing Ran's face was a little stiff.

　　As a holy monk of Tianjing Temple, he naturally knows what a flying yaksha represents.

　　In front of such an existence, other than the Holy Land, no other immortals have the strength to sit in the town, and in front of them, they are all native chickens.

　　If you dare to stand in front of him, it will definitely be a man's arm and a car, and you will take the blame.

　　"Haha, God bless me to chase the corpse pie!"

　　The face of the black-robed old man was full of ecstasy.

　　There is a flying Yaksha in the door.

　　The corpse sect finally has the capital to stand in the world again.

　　The predecessors and sages, in the past thousand years, there is no half-finished thing, and he has done it in his hands.

　　Because of his discerning eyes, he recruited Lin Feng.

　　This thing is destined to be passed down through the ages.

　　It will be remembered by the descendants of the castaway sect.

　　And he, because of this incident, will still be remembered thousands of years later.

　　At the same time, when he descended to the underworld in the future, he also had a face in front of the ancestors.

　　Thinking of this, he felt that his whole body was transparent, and his cultivation base was faintly advanced.

　　"Four ancestors!"

　　Li Yanlong glared angrily, his face flushed red, and his body trembled with anger.

　　However, the attack did not continue.

　　This is the end of the matter, and the boat is done. No matter what he does, this matter cannot be undone.

　　"With wings on its back, what kind of existence is this?"

　　"Just looking at it is like falling into a dark abyss. How can there be such an evil existence in this world."

　　"Such an existence is worthy of my following!"

　　……

　　Hidden in the surrounding mountains and forests, mountain spirits and ghosts in the nearby mountains for a long time.

　　They worship the strong.

　　And the old zombies, who were overwhelmed by just a breath, naturally convinced them.

　　Instinctively want to follow.

　　-

　　"Ying Huo Xian, this is the success of the fellow Taoist who hit the level of human beings and immortals. I don't know if it is a human immortal or a flying yaksha!"

　　Very far away, the Taoist who was on his way quickly looked into the distance with a solemn expression.

　　He saw a visible glare.

　　I saw the old zombie with wings on its back!

　　"Humph--"

　　The old zombie seemed to sense something.

　　With blood in his eyes, he looked in the direction of the Taoist in the distance.

　　The Taoist only felt blood in front of his eyes, and he could no longer spy on the distant scenery.

　　"¨~ Alas, it has become a climate. Could it be that this destiny is really chasing the corpse pie?"

　　The Taoist sighed lightly, stopped spying, and concentrated on his journey.

　　"The malevolent star came into the world, and there is another immortal in this world!"

　　The sword light in the sky trembled.

　　As if feeling the master's will to fight.

　　The speed of Fei Dun was a little faster.

　　-

　　"Is this the birth of a fairy from the corpse sect?"

　　"What about the immortals? Thousands of years ago, there were immortals in the corpse sect, but in the end, they still couldn't escape disaster."

　　……

　　Farther away, the immortal-level existences rushed here, and they all noticed the change here.

　　Some of them were shocked.

　　Someone is wrong.

　　However, the speed of their feet has sped up a bit.

　　-

　　in the underworld.

　　Deep in the blessed land of Maoshan.

　　The Fourth Ancestor of Maoshan, who was in retreat, suddenly opened his eyes.

　　"The me who relied on the physical body to be born has also become an immortal. There will be a battle between us sooner or later!"

　　The Fourth Ancestor's face was ashen.

　　As the second-generation patriarch of Maoshan.

　　He was in charge of Maoshan when the three true monarchs of Maoshan could not retreat all year round.

　　At the same time, he still holds positions in the underworld, which can be said to be of high authority.

　　His body was stolen and turned into a zombie, which was always regarded as a great shame by him.

　　However, even he couldn't deny that the zombie who became a spirit in the flesh was actually another him.

　　The "self" he once abandoned.

　　The world is a great sea of ​​misery.

　　The body is a ship.

　　Everyone knows that when you cross the sea of ​​misery, the boat can be abandoned.

　　However, when he reached the level of the fourth ancestor of Maoshan, he clearly understood the importance of boats.

　　Landing does not mean the end.

　　The path of practice is endless.

　　After crossing a sea of ​​bitterness, there is a sea of ​​bitterness behind.

　　In front of me, I abandoned the boat for the sake of a light vehicle.

　　Then the sea of ​​suffering behind is difficult to cross.

　　It's a pity that there is no regret, there is no regret medicine in this world.

　　-

　　"Yaksha Realm, I have reached it!"

　　The old zombie feels a whole new power in his body.

　　Around him, the picture scroll that haunted him became clearer.

　　That's a sign of his (Zhao Hao's) domain success.

　　The existence of ordinary human beings and immortals can only condense their own realm after stepping into the human fairyland.