After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1182

"Nine demon spirits?" Qin He was stunned.

It is said that after the creation of the world by chaos, fire descended upon the world, triggering a war between gods and demons that lasted for countless epochs and finally won the victory at the end of the mythological era.

For this, the ancient gods paid a very heavy price. The gods withered away, and even the surviving gods fell into a deep sleep, leaving the temple empty.

It was a tragic victory. Not only did the gods pay a heavy price, but countless lives of all races were also destroyed, and the demons could make a comeback at any time.

In order to encourage all creatures to continue fighting against the remnants of the demons, the ancient gods split a wisp of fire and gave it to the nine demon spirits with the most outstanding military achievements, fusing them into their own true fire.

This is a description of the nine demonic spirits interspersed among the nine demonic fires.

Of course, the nine great demon spirits are not a specific type of demon, but nine tribes.

But Qin He didn't know which nine tribes they were.

There are currently three known clans: the moth clan, the Suzaku clan, and the sable clan.

There are six others, and there are probably phoenixes, dragons, unicorns, etc.

"The nine great demon spirits all possess their own true fire. What is the true fire of the Diao demon clan?" Qin He immediately asked.

A wisp of fire can be split into nine demonic fires.

So if we gather the nine evil fires together, can they become the legendary supreme fire - the fire?

Fire is the source of all fires and the ancestor of all fires.

The ultimate law of fire may exceed all of Qin He's imagination.

That is something that even the gods of all ages are fighting for. Just thinking about it is very exciting.

"do not know."

As a result, the three words that came out of Moth Ancestor's mouth were very detrimental to the mood.

"Rumble..."

Qin He wanted to ask something, but at this moment the thunder became more violent and completely overshadowed Xiao Diao's momentum.

Thick, inky black clouds rolled in, overwhelming the ancient and majestic city, as if to completely destroy it. The clouds surged and surged downward, almost making close contact with the towering city walls.

In an instant, the entire city was enveloped in endless darkness, with not a single ray of light able to penetrate the thick cloud layer. However, within this darkness, dazzling flashes of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, like dancing silver snakes, instantly illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

Then, darkness took over again, and this cycle repeated itself, making the city seem like it was in an endless nightmare.

Amidst the thunder, those terrifying ancient visions became more and more real.

"Boy, you don't want this Diao Yao to survive the tribulation in the city, do you?" Moth Ancestor asked at this time.

"Of course not. I've been prepared for this." Without being reminded by the other party, Qin He cast several magic seals into the formation pattern in the hall.

In an instant, the hall in front of him disappeared in a ripple of water.

Instead, there is an unknown earthen hill with sparse trees.

Standing in the center of the magnificent imperial palace, it looks particularly out of place.

"Huh, teleportation?" Moth Ancestor exclaimed in surprise.

"You know all this?" Qin He saw that it was hiding something and deliberately led it to talk.

"Hehe, how could this ancestor not know the great name of the teleportation technique? It's a pity that it was passed into your hands, and you became half-crippled. You can only perform such trivial tricks as teleportation." The voice of the Moth Ancestor was filled with a hint of disappointment and sarcasm.

"You understand the way of space, why don't you help me improve it?" Qin He said.

"The Way of Space? Perfect?" Moth Ancestor was incredulous.

Qin He was stunned for a moment, "Why, isn't the teleportation technique the technique of space?"

"Bullshit, the teleportation technique is..." The Moth Ancestor blurted out, but halfway through his words, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

"But what?" Qin He immediately asked. This bastard almost got to the bottom of it.

"But I have to continue sleeping today, boy. I have predicted that you will be in trouble, so you'd better take care of yourself." The Moth Ancestor yawned and fell silent after he finished speaking.

Qin He called several times, but there was no response. He actually fell asleep again as he said he would.

Qin He wanted to greet his ancestors cordially, but seeing the calamity clouds in the sky shifting rapidly, he could only flash and disappear on the spot.

The target location was moved to an unknown barren mountain 150 miles in the direction of the city.