Reborn Zombie Supreme

The gate of heaven opens once every thousand years,

It allows people to enter the time and space tunnel and travel through time and space.

Above the clouds, a group of people stood on top of the clouds.

When it comes to entering the Tianmen, only Yan Hong has the most experience, but she was just hiding in the black and yellow ghost control flag, and she didn't experience it personally.

"Yanhong..."

Qing Snake opened her mouth to ask about the situation, but when she saw Yan Hong picking up her orchid finger, she closed her mouth in boredom.

"Amitabha, why hasn't the donor come yet?"

E Yao Yingying looked at Yan Hong strangely. Although they had not been together for a long time, she knew that the woman in front of her was usually responsible for He Cheng's daily life. Why was she called so unfamiliar today?

"I begged the master to save my soldiers and my country. He may have been delayed..."

"Amitabha..." Yan Hong remained silent.

"What a heavy corpse spirit!" Bai Min'er, who had been silent and stood on top of the cloud with a cold face, flapping his wings, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes.

Green Snake also sniffed, "There is indeed a lot of corpse energy, but it's not a zombie, it seems to be a corpse cultivator?"

The four of them looked down and saw eight people staggering upward under the clouds.

Some are sitting on big gourds, some are stepping on lotus flowers, and some are sitting in baskets with the magical power of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

The eight people were floating on the clouds, with various postures, but without exception they were all very arrogant.

Green Snake held down the soft sword at her waist and asked, "What is your relationship with that zombie?"

"What is done is us, we are what is done."

"The madness is similar, but why is the cultivation so different?" Qing Snake frowned in disbelief, while Bai Min'er's body was full of copper light, as if he was ready to take action at any time.

"The Heaven's Gate is about to open. We don't have enough mana. Please borrow some mana quickly so that we can open the Heaven's Gate!"

"Waiting for the master to come?" The e-yao was also surprised at this moment.

"We are one, and he is on his way here. Even if he comes, it is useless. He only has a Corpse Pill in his body, and he still needs the power of the Earth Immortal to open the door. We are here first so that you can open the door first. This is a once-in-a-thousand-year encounter with the Heavenly Gate. If you miss the moment, you won’t have the chance to open it in the future!”

Several people seemed to believe it but not believe it. Seeing their unified expressions, they didn't dare to believe it was serious.

The Bodhisattva who controlled Yan Hong's body waved his hand and instilled magical power.

puff! !

A hand suddenly passed through Lu Dongbin's abdomen, grabbing a dark and glowing Corpse Pill.

This action startled the Bodhisattva, and the supply of magic power stopped.

The other seven immortals shouted in unison: "Quickly enter the Tianmen!"

The seven people abandoned Lu Dongbin, who had a hole in his stomach, and used their special skills to rush toward the Tianmen, which had a crack in the sky.

"Want to leave?"

A palm as big as the sky came over and held the seven people in its palm.

The four Green Snakes turned their heads and looked at He Cheng, who was standing atop a small mountain. He bent down and grabbed the seven people. Their huge, tall shadow completely covered them.

"In more than a hundred years, you have actually developed spiritual intelligence."

He Cheng looked at the Seventh of the Eight Immortals in his palm. He had decomposed the parts of his own body and merged them with other bodies. He wanted to use the hands of other monks to practice the path of corpse cultivation. After the cultivation was completed, the nine elixirs would be his own, and one person would have nine. A person's mana and combat effectiveness naturally increase greatly.

But I didn't expect these guys to want to use Tianmen to escape.

Looking at the seven people trembling in his palms, He Cheng fiercely exhaled a thick black corpse breath.

Phew~

The corpse energy was like a bone-scraping steel knife, instantly tearing apart the bodies of seven people, leaving only some zombie meat that belonged to He Cheng.

"Come back~"

Eight Corpse Pills were swallowed into his mouth, plus the Corpse Pill he had originally cultivated, for a total of nine!

"Kill more gods, maybe we can collect a hundred corpse pills..."

He Cheng shook his shoulders and returned to normal human size.

The mana of the nine corpse pills is flowing continuously, like a crowbar, holding open the gate of heaven.

"Bodhisattva, please..."

People who become immortals and Buddhas have no emotions, no joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, so He Cheng cannot see the Bodhisattva's attitude toward him.

But whether he lives or dies, he has to leave this world and go to a stronger world. His goal is to improve himself and truly become the Supreme. He feels embarrassed to be taller among the dwarfs.

"Amitabha"

Bang!

A thunderbolt fell and several people disappeared without a trace.

…

It's slightly cold.

In the wild mountains and wild roads, a sedan chair carried by four bearers staggered along the mountain path.

"Slow down, slow down, don't jolt the bride!"

The matchmaker shook her red roll and stuffed her collar that had been blown open by the wind.

"It's going downhill, you can't slow down!" The skinny bearer said harshly.

Ding~

The bearer on the left stepped on a stone, causing the entire sedan to lose its balance and teeter on the verge of falling over. Fortunately, the bearer was experienced enough and managed to right himself by twisting his waist.

"Have a rest"

"Can't rest!" The matchmaker pinched her waist, and the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth trembled in response to her unpleasant voice: "What should I do if I am wasted?"

"Okay, okay, keep carrying it..." The bearers sighed and continued to move forward with the sedan on their shoulders. "It's a long way to go, at least one tael of silver!"

Many people like this trick when the bearer of the sedan chair raises the price halfway through, but it requires a strong backing and you have to be famous and spend money to rip off someone.

"Don't worry, the Ma family has plenty of money, just don't waste time."

The matchmaker didn't care. The money she got from this trip could build two north houses and add three piglets.

There were cries in the sedan chair.

"Miss Zhu, don't cry. You won't suffer any disadvantages by marrying Mr. Ma. He is a talented person and has a lot of wealth. My old lady is so happy after seeing it that I want the old tree to bloom!"

But the bearer sneered at her, "The old tree is blooming? Can Mr. Ma like you?"

"Carry your sedan chair!" The matchmaker angrily slapped the bearer on the back of the head. "If you waste time, not only will you not get a penny, but you will also have to be punished by the Ma family!"

"Got it~"

The bearers carried the sedan safely and stopped making jokes.

On the quiet road, the woman in the sedan was crying louder and louder.

As the sedan was passing by, they met a man and three women walking out of the grass. Their handsome appearance attracted the sedan bearers and the matchmaker to take a second look.

"Oh, Miss Zhu, don't cry! It's unlucky to cry on a happy day. That Liang Shanbo is already dead!"

Crying sounds came from the sedan: "Auntie, please let me pay homage to my brother's grave. After paying homage, I will promise you not to cry and happily go to Ma's house to get married!"

"It wasted time..."

"I became the young mistress of the Ma family, and from now on I will give everyone three more taels of silver." The cries in the sedan chair were already muted.

The matchmaker rolled her eyes and sighed deeply, "Whoever makes me kind-hearted, just say goodbye."

They didn't realize that these words were heard by the four people who just came out of the grass.

"What a rich spiritual energy~"

The woman in green clothes stretched and took two deep breaths, "It's dozens of times richer than our world. I'll become an immortal in no time here!"

The cold-faced woman in white clothes couldn't help but take two deep breaths.

"Master..." The woman in colorful clothes looked respectfully at the man in black robes, waiting for his orders.

"Where's Yanhong? Why is she gone? Don't you feel bad that your little wife is gone?" the woman in green clothes asked him.

These four people are none other than He Cheng, Qing Snake, Bai Min'er, and E Yao Yingying.

He Cheng looked up at the sky, "We are fine, and of course they are fine, and there are only two reasons for her to disappear. Either there is something wrong with time and space, and she is not in the same world as us, or..."

"Either what?"

"Either the Bodhisattvas meet and compete for sovereignty, or they become one."

He grinned and turned to look at the sedan that had not gone far and stopped.

The woman in wedding dress jumped out of the sedan and lay on the grave in pain. However, with a roar, the grave opened and a butterfly jumped out.

The bride also turned around and turned into a butterfly. The two butterflies entangled each other and danced.