Blood sacrifice of millions of zombies, I am a demon cultivator in the end times

Turning his head, Zheng Yi took a step and disappeared from the room of the inn.

When he saw the light again, he had returned to the doomsday world again.

Still in that area, not far from the turn of the garage.

Waving the Soul-Snatching Banner casually, the black fog surged, and seventy-seven forty-nine evil spirits emerged.

Although Zheng Yi escaped from the underground garage last time with the protection of the evil spirits in the Soul-Snatching Banner.

But the evil spirits that had been refined only disintegrated, and turned into ghost energy again and returned to the Soul-Snatching Banner.

These ghosts cannot be killed so easily.

Even if they die, as long as the spiritual imprint is not destroyed, these evil spirits will still be reborn in the Soul-Snatching Banner, but they will consume a lot of Yin energy in the banner.

It should be because the Soul-Snatching Banner has been refined into a life-long magic weapon. Those evil spirits are covered with a layer of black and red armor. They originally fought with claws, but now they all have weapons.

These weapons condensed by Qingxuansha are covered with dark red strange patterns, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks. The power of sharpened weapons is naturally greater than a pair of ghost claws.

Before, when his cultivation was still at the third level of Qi training, Zheng Yi would not easily release all the evil spirits from the Soul-Snatching Banner every time he fought.

It's not that he is unwilling to do so, but that the consumption is very large. With his cultivation and spiritual power, he cannot support such a high-intensity battle for a long time.

It's not that he is unwilling, but that he is powerless.

But with the improvement of his life weapon Soul-Snatching Banner, after his realm reached the fourth level of Qi training, Zheng Yi can now summon all 49 evil spirits in one breath, and the spiritual power in his body is enough to support it.

This time, Zheng Yi shook the Soul-Snatching Banner, and under the huge black fog, there were gusts of cold wind.

Not controlled by Zheng Yi, under the arrangement of the red-clothed female ghost, the 7749 evil spirits were divided into three teams.

A team of fifteen evil ghosts, and the other three most powerful old ghosts, led by the red-clothed female ghost, are ready to support at any time.

I don’t know if it’s because of the blood sacrifice that has been refined into a life-long magic weapon, Zheng Yi found that the red-clothed female ghost’s IQ seems to have been opened. Looking at her deployment of troops, he can’t help but be a little surprised.

But this is all good. No matter how the evil ghosts in the soul-catching banner evolve, as long as his cultivation is sufficient, he can firmly control them in his hands.

After all, the life imprints of these evil ghosts are all in the soul-catching banner, and the power of life and death is in his mind.

Looking at the soul-catching banner that has begun to take shape, Zheng Yi nodded with satisfaction.

Then he stretched out his hand and took all the ghosts back into the soul-catching banner.

Get ready and attack with all your strength.

But before that, you still have to hide to avoid alerting the enemy.

If the three hundred-year-old green ghosts are scared away, Zheng Yi will be too depressed.

…

In the dim underground garage, when Zheng Yi stepped into this familiar territory again.

Without him actively luring, three sharp and piercing ghost cries and howls were heard in his ears.

"Cry!"

"Cry!"

"Cry!"

The sharp sound pierced the eardrums and vibrated the nerves, forming a soul-sucking magic sound.

However, Zheng Yi refined his life-long magic weapon, the Soul-Sucking Banner. With this magic weapon sitting in the soul, he was not afraid of this level of soul shock at all.

In addition, his cultivation level entered the fourth level of Qi training. Although it was only one level, it represented the official entry from the early stage of Qi training to the middle stage of Qi training.

His strength had changed dramatically.

Before, facing the threat of these three old ghosts, Zheng Yi fled in a hurry.

But a gentleman takes revenge from morning to night.

So now that he has turned over, Zheng Yi immediately came to take revenge.

The threat of the devil's sound ghost howl to him has been greatly reduced.

The underground garage was gusting with cold wind, and there were messy abandoned cars everywhere, and the surface was covered with thick dust.

Many of the cars were expensive brands, but now they are worthless and become scrap metal in the disaster.

Ordinary people are so fragile. When the real disaster comes, whether they are poor or rich, they are like ants. There is no difference.

Standing in the center of the garage, Zheng Yi stretched out his hand and the soul-grabbing flag, which had turned into his life-defining magic weapon, appeared in his hand.

With a light wave, the thick fog immediately enveloped Zheng Yi's figure.

At the same time, shadowy ghosts appeared, forming a huge encirclement, protecting Zheng Yi in the center.

Then, almost instantly, he felt a sharp impact sweeping over.

The temperature of the abandoned underground garage immediately changed from the room temperature to below zero.

In the whistling wind, three evil ghosts with green faces and fangs appeared again, staring at Zheng Yi fiercely.

But he looked at the soul-grabbing flag in his hand with fear.

"Hello..."

Looking at the three evil ghosts with green faces and fangs, Zheng Yi nodded at them and said with a chuckle.

"It seems that enemies really meet on a narrow road."

"We meet again, three old ghosts, I'm here for revenge..."

Although I don't know what Zheng Yi is talking about, judging from his appearance, it shouldn't be a good thing.

The three evil ghosts were suspended in the air, with ferocious expressions, and they all opened their big mouths full of fangs at Zheng Yi and roared angrily.

"Roar!"

The stronger soul impact made Zheng Yi frown.

But with the protection of his life magic weapon, the soul-catching flag, although he felt the impact on his spirit, it was still within the tolerance range.

But it is not Zheng Yi's style to keep passively taking the beating and not fighting back.

He laughed and cursed.

"It's not polite to come without returning the favor. You can try my trick too."

"After all, I'm a demon cultivator!!"

Just when the three old ghosts roared fiercely and wanted to rush over.

The soul-catching banner in Zheng Yi's hand floated in his palm, and strange blood lines spread out, forming a huge formation.

In the thick black fog, there were many ghosts. Under the mobilization of the red-clothed main soul, all the evil ghosts rushed out quickly, surrounded them at once, and trapped the three old ghosts with a hundred years of cultivation in the center.

"Now you have two choices, single duel, or group fight?"

"Single duel, that is, you three old ghosts fight my group of subordinates."

"Group fight, my group of subordinates fight you three..."

"You can choose any one, I'm very democratic here."

Zheng Yi's face showed an expression of winning.

Cry!

Li...

I couldn't understand what Zheng Yi was saying, but the three green-faced old ghosts were already stimulated by his provocative demeanor, and they let out a sharp whistle and rushed towards him quickly.

Zheng Yi retreated and waved the soul-catching banner, saying.

"Little ones, charge!"

The sharp ghost whistles came one after another, and the three old ghosts were as fast as lightning, with their skin as blue as steel. With one claw, they tore the evil ghost in the soul-catching banner into two halves.

But with the red-clothed female ghost as the main soul, Zheng Yi waved the soul-catching banner casually, and immediately there was a continuous supply of Yin Qi, and the ghost immediately recovered and rushed to the battlefield.