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

The battle sounds a bit complicated, but it was actually over in a very short time.

After Wei Wu resisted for a while, he fell to the ground very cleanly.

There is a huge gap in strength, no suspense at all.

Aqina looked down, reached out, grabbed Wei Wu, and threw him onto the cart.

Just then, outside the woods.

"Moo~"

A bull roar attracted Aqina's attention.

I saw a yellow cow slowly walking over the edge of the woods towards the inside. Its fur was shiny and its horns had not yet fully grown, but they were already showing their majestic appearance.

On the ox's back, a young man in hemp clothes and a conical hat sat upright.

Aqina watched the young man riding the bull approaching step by step, his face calm, as if he was waiting for him.

The young man drove the ox closer, looked at the watermelons on the cart and the person lying on them, and grinned: "How much are the watermelons?"

"Two taels of silver each." Aqina looked at the young man and spoke in a calm voice.

"Are watermelon seeds made of gold or silver? Why are they so expensive?" The young man looked surprised.

“It’s expensive, but if someone is willing to pay for it, it’s worth the price.”

"Who is such a loser?"

"Flying Fish Guard."

"Is it cooked?"

"You need to take a gamble, you never know if it will be a good outcome."

"What if it's really a raw melon?"

"Then there's nothing we can do. We can only admit defeat."

"Can't you change it?"

"There is only one chance, and there is no turning back once the arrow is shot." Aqina shook his head.

"Your way of saying it is quite unique. Others call me the Great Immortal Qingniu. What's your name?" Qin He took off his hat and asked.

Aqina smiled faintly and said, "My name is Aqina. I have long heard of the Immortal. He is a mysterious dragon that is hard to find, and has always been regarded as a legend. I wonder why the Immortal suddenly revealed his true appearance today?"

"I just feel that this is the only way to show my respect for the Grand Commander of the Eight Shadow Divisions and the Di Nation's number one expert. After all, sincerity warms the heart."

Qin He smiled, revealing his white teeth, and asked again, "How is it? Do you feel a little warmth? Others don't get this treatment."

"Thank you for your high regard, Great Immortal. I have a question. Could you please answer it?"

"explain."

"Why does the Immortal have a habit of burning corpses?"

Aqina looked at Qin He with a slightly puzzled look. The moment he saw Qin He, he knew where those missing people had gone... Xingnu, Anbagu, Ermahun, and Aqige.

The answer had actually been on the table a long time ago. Like the snake fairy Liu Cang, they were all put into the crematorium, from raw to cooked, and then from cooked to ashes.

That's why... it disappeared without a trace.

It's ridiculous that Liu Chang'an, with his mortal eyes, can't recognize the true immortal. After going around in circles, the answer is back to the starting point.

"The more you know, the faster you die. Are you sure you want to know?" Qin He tilted his head.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening." Aqinna spread his hands.

"You're very brave. I like people like you." Qin He praised, but shook his head: "But I don't intend to tell you. After all, even the dead can't keep a secret completely."

"Well, you can only tell whether a melon is raw or ripe by cutting it open. So, maybe it's just 'raw'?"

Aqina continued to smile and said, "To be honest, Great Immortal, before I went south, I asked the Great Spiritual Sacrifice Shaman to calculate that this trip would have nine chances of disaster and one chance of good fortune. I think the probability of survival is not small."

Qin He nodded, glanced around the woods, and said, "I see you have some arrangements here, so let's cut the crap and make a quick decision. If the melon is ripe, I'll treat you to some stir-fried pork with chili peppers when we get back."

After saying this, Qin He pulled out a black shovel from under his arm and put it on his shoulder, saying, "No other preparations, just a Chaos Shovel as a token of respect."

"Since the Immortal thinks so highly of me, I must show my sincerity." Aqina's smile finally revealed a hint of coldness. He said, "I have specially prepared the Immortal-Slaying Formation for you. This formation is based on the ancient Heavenly Prison, capable of slaying immortals and killing gods. I have also invited an assistant from the ancient Heavenly Prison to personally control the formation. I hope the Immortal can also feel my sincerity and not be too disappointed."

The voice just fell.

"Boom~~"

Without any warning, the entire grove suddenly collapsed and cracked, and bluestones popped up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

In an instant, evil clouds rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

A huge black barrier took shape almost instantly, and an extremely powerful, ancient and mysterious aura descended from the sky, pressing on Qin He's shoulders like a mountain.

At the same time, countless blood-colored lightning bolts were jumping and running rapidly.

It may sound like a long story, but it was actually done in the blink of an eye.

The formation was set up, and Qin He was not given any chance to retreat.

What is even more eye-catching is that among the endless demonic clouds and lightning, a large iron door is floating up and down, appearing and disappearing from time to time. It is exactly the same as the one in the crematorium.