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

Originally, the candidates for this task could be either strong or weak. Considering that Zheng Yi had just entered the middle stage of Qi training, it seemed a bit weak to garrison a vein of black iron concentrate.

However, this mineral vein is about to be abandoned, and the black iron essence resource is an ordinary material. The ultra-small mineral veins are of average value and are tasteless to eat and a pity to discard.

But this black iron concentrate vein cannot be completely guarded. Although there are Qi-training families like the Qi family to cooperate, the sect is also afraid that these small families will guard and steal it, and it also needs to prevent those casual cultivators who are like locusts from making plans.

After all, black iron essence is a kind of weapon-making material. Although it is not precious, in order to prevent anyone from coveting it, inner disciples are arranged to garrison it.

Zheng Yi was quite satisfied with the mission assigned by the sect.

Zheng Yi also knows a lot about the material Black Iron Essence. He needs a large amount of Black Iron Essence to refine the materials for promotion to the Soul Capture Banner. Except for the portion handed over to the sect, the rest of the extra Black Iron He's already booked it.

This material is the most common refining material. There are black iron concentrate veins in many places. Unless it is a very large vein and derives precious subsidiary veins, it is not taken seriously.

So it was the turn of Zheng Yi, the newly promoted inner sect disciple. As for the garrison rights of those precious mineral veins, he was just a fat man. Even if he bribed a large amount of spiritual stones, he could not give them to Zheng Yi.

Within the ten-day period, Zheng Yi only stayed in the sect for three days before carrying some simple supplies and heading directly to the station.

During the three days he stayed, he was also collecting materials for promotion to the Soul Capture Banner.

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In Zongmenfang City, Zheng Yi happily paid the spirit stone.

I bought a piece of metal with an unattractive appearance and dark skin from a cultivator who set up a stall.

But don't underestimate this piece of metal, it is the core spiritual material for upgrading the Soul-Capturing Banner.

Earth Soul Silver.

This piece of dark metal is no more than the size of a fist, but it contains an extremely cold aura, which is the mysterious power formed after endless years of precipitation.

And often before this kind of metal is formed, there must be a large-scale death of living beings in the area, and it will take a long time to form this kind of earth silver.

Zheng Yi did not dare to worship the Soul Capture Banner inside the sect, but spent spirit stones to open a fire room in the outside market.

This kind of fire chamber triggers earthly fire, which is of average power and cannot compare to the spiritual fire or demonic flames practiced by monks, but it is more durable and suitable for monks in the Qi training period to practice magic weapons.

Zheng Yi sat in the Fiery Fire Room and released his natal magic weapon, the Soul-Capturing Banner. Immediately, a thick and sinister aura filled the entire Fiery Fire Chamber, forming a world of its own.

Then he used his spiritual thoughts to wrap up the fist-sized ball of earthly silver, and quietly flew to the top of the earthly fire mouth.

The formation was activated immediately, and the fire in the fire room burned blazingly.

Zheng Yi concentrated on it. As the temperature of the flame got higher and higher, the hard earth silver reached its melting point and gradually melted into a viscous black liquid.

"This is the moment!"

Zheng Yi's eyes flashed with light. He stretched out his hand and saw that the Earth Silver that had turned into a viscous liquid was constantly twisting and deforming under his control.

He muttered words and mysterious spells, followed by complex spells. After a series of spells, densely packed strange spells were formed inside the earth silver liquid.

The charms were one next to another, and there were so many of them, like ants.

At this moment, Zheng Yi's spiritual thoughts have been stimulated to the extreme. After all, his cultivation level is still low, otherwise it would not be so difficult to manipulate this method.

But the Black Evil Skill, which had been upgraded to Qing Xuan Evil, gave him the confidence to barely control the development of the entire process.

Gradually, the viscous black liquid was tempered smaller and smaller, and more impurities were forged into nothingness.

Zheng Yi concentrated his attention, this step was the most critical.

He did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and his hands kept changing and intertwining to form complex spells. At the same time, he summoned the body of his natal magic weapon, the Soul-Capturing Banner.

A demon flag with a dark surface exuded a gloomy aura and floated quietly in front of him.

Zheng Yi didn't dare to take a breath, so he stretched out his finger. Under the control of invisible power, the melted earth silver liquid was like a spiritual snake, spinning around the magic flag, and it had invisible power and mysterious power. The ingredients penetrate.

And he waved his hand, and other weapon refining materials that had been prepared appeared one by one in front of him.

These materials were also thrown into the earth fire, melted and tempered bit by bit, and at the same time, under his control, they were absorbed by the Soul-Destroying Banner.

Zheng Yi paid full attention, without any carelessness, and carried out the next step carefully.

The movements were smooth and flowing, and under the control of spiritual thoughts, many ingredients were absorbed. Complex lines appeared on the surface of the soul-capturing flag, spreading like a spider web.

Then Zheng Yi bit his index finger, used his spiritual power to force out his blood essence, and used his own blood to draw complex spells on the surface and pole of the soul-capturing flag.

These charms are strange and gloomy, full of mysterious power to drive away ghosts and spirits.

This is the core of upgrading the entire soul-capturing banner.

These runes and talismans are the birth talismans of the Soul-Capturing Banner, and they will never be taught to anyone other than the inner disciples of the Soul-Captivating Sect.

Even if Zheng Yi was promoted to an inner disciple, he had sworn an oath of heaven. Without the permission of the sect, he would never teach such secret spells.

Otherwise, you will be punished by God.

There is a god at the top of your head. No matter whether you are a demonic monk or a decent monk, you will not joke about this kind of thing.

This matter is very important, because once the oath of heaven is made, it will definitely take effect.

At this time, Zheng Yi is not nervous.

Because he knows that as long as he successfully draws these ninety-nine soul-binding ghost-controlling Yin Demon Great Seals with his own blood and essence, he has completed the first step of laying the foundation for the Soul-Capture Banner.

However, this step is also the most laborious. Zheng Yi's face is pale, his mind is consumed greatly, his spiritual power is beginning to be exhausted, and the blood and essence in his body are also rapidly consumed.

Even though he has reached the middle stage of Qi training, he feels a little overwhelmed.

But he knows that he can't be careless at this moment. A thousand-mile dam collapses because of an ant hole. A difference of one thought can make a difference of ten thousand miles.

A stream of blood light is released, and more and more Yin Demon Seals are like strange and twisted tadpoles, quietly floating on the surface of the Soul-Capture Banner.

The entire Soul-Capture Banner is shrouded in a hazy red light, and finally formed ninety-nine strange and twisted ghost paintings.

Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Ninety-nine soul-binding ghost-controlling Yin Demon Great Seals.

Completed!

When the last stroke of blood and essence was finished, Zheng Yi withdrew his hand with a pale face. This time, he had consumed a lot of blood and essence, and it was almost drained out.

All the blood and essence of the Yin Demon gathered together and suddenly gathered in the magic banner. The soul-grabbing banner released endless black fog, and ghost hands stretched out densely, constantly squirming, as if to pull people into the Avici Hell...