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

It must be said that Zheng Yi was very satisfied with the performance of the head of the Qi family whom he had helped to cultivate.

At least when he was in the Qi training period, Zheng Yi could be at ease to be his mastermind behind the scenes, remotely commanding some things that he himself was not convenient to do, which could save a lot of trouble.

The entire Qi family was his white glove, which was extremely useful and very good.

This was also one of the reasons why he did not kill the Qi family completely, leaving a branch and taking it for his own use.

Since the power of the soul is hard currency among the magic cultivators, the profit of the spirit stone is really too great.

Zheng Yi's refining of those ghosts in the doomsday world was originally a business without capital, but it just took some time and energy.

Therefore, Qi Lin established a special refining room for Zheng Yi to use.

In the refining room, Zheng Yi picked up a piece of Dutch silver ore placed in front of him, looked at the flashing silver light on it, and his face unconsciously showed a smile.

"Qi Lin is really good at using it. It seems that the Qi family still needs to exist."

This mother silver ore is a very precious ore. The price is not low. At least tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones are required.

Especially it is extremely rare and difficult for ordinary Qi-training cultivators to obtain.

However, this mother silver ore is one of the best materials for refining the Soul-Snatching Banner.

Other Qi-training cultivators of the Soul-Snatching Sect do not have a continuous source of funds like Zheng Yi. They can only choose some affordable replacements, but after upgrading the Soul-Snatching Banner, the quality will naturally decline a lot.

But for Zheng Yi, he is now well-off. For his own cultivation path, everything is the best. What's more, the Soul-Snatching Banner is his life-long magic weapon, and he can't be careless at all, so the mother silver ore must be arranged.

This is also the reason why Zheng Yi has not sacrificed the Soul-Snatching Banner again.

He is also waiting for the Qi family to collect the best materials for him.

In fact, in Zheng Yi's mind, the Qi family was just a tool that was built to help him improve his strength faster.

When it reaches a certain level, the Qi family will lose its function, and the consequence will only be abandonment.

Perhaps Qi Lin is very clear about this, so he will follow Zheng Yi's footsteps and complete everything Zheng Yi has asked him to do.

For example, when collecting materials for the sacrifice of the Soul-Snatching Banner, Zheng Yi directly informed Qi Lin, but he didn't expect that when he returned to Dayi Fairyland, Qi Lin had already done everything.

This undoubtedly saved a lot of time for Zheng Yi.

So his idea changed again.

Perhaps it is also possible to increase the strength of the Qi family from another aspect to give himself more use.

"Let's sacrifice the Soul-Snatching Banner first, and talk about this later."

In the refining room, Zheng Yi directly operated the spiritual power circulation route of the Black Evil Power in his body, and the spiritual power surged continuously, releasing the blue-black magic flame.

Bang!

A ball of blue-black magic fire fell in the center of the fire gathering formation, and as it absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, it ignited the large cauldron in the refining room.

Zheng Yi stretched out his hand and a black light flashed from his body. A small black banner appeared in his palm. There were strange patterns on the surface, and the head of the evil ghost was lifelike.

If you listen carefully, you can even feel the endless ghost howling of the devil soldiers on the magic banner.

Zheng Yi took a look, and then directly threw the soul-catching banner that began to crack into it.

Under the calcination of the blue-black magic flame, the black and exquisite small banner quietly floated in the center of the large cauldron.

As the temperature in the cauldron gradually increased, the surface of the soul-catching banner began to change.

The entire small banner gradually changed color, from the original black surface, to a little white due to calcination.

The strange patterns on the banner began to fade, and a hideous pale ghost head began to emerge on it.

The soul-grabbing banner rolled in the blue-black devil flame, and countless black mists twisted, constantly stretching out a sharp claw or a hideous face, and countless black shadows gathered, and the roar of ghosts came from time to time.

It seemed that they could not bear the burning of the blue-black devil flame, and could not help but scream.

In fact, refining tools is also refining ghosts!

While calcining the magic tools, the ghosts bred in them are also calcined, burning away the dust, improving the qualifications, and can be promoted to a higher level.

If the ghosts who can't bear it, they will collapse directly, turn into pure ghost power, and be eaten by other ghosts.

The ghosts who can withstand the forging grow together with the soul-grabbing banner. Every time the soul-grabbing banner is calcined, the qualifications and upper limit of the ghosts will be improved.

"It's OK!"

As he spoke, Zheng Yi's eyes burst into light, and countless spiritual energy gathered in his pupils, forming the art of spiritual eyes, which can see the core essence through the illusion of nothingness.

In his eyes, in the huge cauldron, the rolling soul-grabbing banner began to emit a wisp of black gas, which was the impurities that emerged from the forging of the soul-grabbing banner.

At the same time, Zheng Yi was calm and relaxed, as if he had operated this step countless times. He easily put the prepared materials into the refining cauldron one by one.

One by one, the materials were forged into various liquids, and finally gathered into a furnace to form a silver pill, which rolled back and forth in the refining cauldron like lead and mercury.

As the last piece of Dutch silver ore was put into it, Zheng Yi increased the output of spiritual power to stabilize the temperature of the entire magic fire, and his eyes were closely watching the cauldron.

After a moment, a violent crisp sound was heard.

Under the high-temperature burning, the mother silver ore was directly shattered into pieces, and the essence extracted from it was a strange silver liquid.

The liquid was mixed with the lead and mercury metals melted from various materials before, and the momentum of the soul-catching banner in the cauldron suddenly increased.

Zheng Yi saw this opportunity and immediately flew up with the soul-catching banner. He pointed with his hand and muttered something.

All the material liquids were melted into the soul-catching banner.

The originally delicate and small magic banner was completely out of control at this moment, and began to expand violently, and instantly swelled to half a meter in length.

Then as the breath increased again, the soul-catching banner suddenly expanded and expanded by about ten feet again.

It was quietly suspended in the center of the cauldron, and the black banner surface was covered with gold embroidery threads, forming strange ghost figures.

At the end of the magic banner, the top of the flagpole was an extremely sharp convex surface, like a long spear stained with blood, covered with blood red, and directly under the ceiling.

Fortunately, the space in the cauldron was large enough, and only a corner of the banner was exposed, and it had not been blown up.

Zheng Yi's face straightened, and he also knew that it was the most critical moment of refining.

The black evil power in his body exploded to the maximum extent, and the blue-black flames directly surged, and the intensity of the flames in the cauldron directly doubled.