I am a demon cultivator, carrying a zombie planet with me everywhere?

After a while.

Jiang Yucai returned to the center of the explosion.

There was nothing left but the mess everywhere.

No storage bags, no souls, no flesh and blood.

All this was completely destroyed in the explosion.

This battle was a bit of a loss, and Jiang Yu did not reap any benefits.

Obviously, Jiang Yu is inexperienced, and the next time he encounters this armyworm meat ball, he will know how to deal with it.

Jiang Yu turned his head and looked in the direction of Tang Hongying.

Tang Hongying has disappeared, and I don't know when she left.

Jiang Yu smiled slightly.

Since he ran, he didn't have to follow her anymore.

He was just a little curious, and he didn't have to know Tang Hongying.

After these two battles.

Jiang Yu's confidence in himself increased greatly, and no matter what kind of demon cultivation he encountered next, he had the confidence to overcome.

Chose a random direction.

Jiang Yu took a gentle step, and nine phantoms appeared.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yu appeared 900 meters away and quickly left here.

Jiang Yu walked all the way forward and walked out for dozens of miles.

He was neither ambushed, nor did he see half of the Demon Cultivator, and Tsukidan didn't even see a shadow.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu stopped.

He heard a heart-rending scream.

The cry was so miserable that people couldn't help but cry.

Jiang Yu discerned the direction of the scream, turned and walked in this direction.

It was a small valley, and the screams came from deep in the valley.

The screams were male and female, and it seemed that several were deep in the valley.

Jiang Yu quietly approached, and in his line of sight, he saw three beautiful and tall classical beauties with tall and curvaceous bodies and fair skin.

Three classical beauties, around a huge bluestone slab, spread a huge rice paper on the bluestone slab, on which lay a woman, two men and three people.

The screams came from their mouths.

This woman and two men, Jiang Yu only knows one sect, that is, the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

That's right, another disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Sect appeared, but his situation was very bad.

Because on the bluestone rice paper, there is also a thick stone mill.

This stone mill slowly ran over a woman and two men.

What is very peculiar is that the three people who were run over did not have a drop of blood splashed on their bodies, nor did they hear the sound of bones breaking.

After being crushed by stones, they seemed to have thinned out of thin air.

Jiang Yu felt as if he was making a painting, crushing a living person into a painting little by little.

Although I couldn't see a drop of blood, I couldn't hear the sound of bones breaking.

However, the three people who were crushed seemed to be suffering incomparably.

They kept crying and shouting, they could make a sound with their mouths open, they could see the pain with their eyes open, but they couldn't shed tears or water.

As they get thinner and thinner, the pain they endure grows more and more, and in the end they can't make a sound.

I can only helplessly open my mouth and open my eyes, as if I am suffering endless pain.

Jiang Yu did not directly interfere.

These demonic cultivators, no matter what kind of torture they suffer, they also deserve it.

Jiang Yu was very curious about what magic weapon these three classical beauties were refining.

Gradually, the slightest cry could no longer be heard, and a woman and two men were thin like a piece of paper, firmly attached to the rice paper.

As the stone mill continued to grind a few times, it finally stopped.

One of the three classical beauties directly put away the stone mill and the bluestone slab.

With another casual wave, the rice paper stood up directly and stood up in front of them.

Jiang Yu also followed and looked over.

The rice paper has been turned into three portraits.

Just now, both a woman and two men have become lifelike portraits on rice paper.

In the portrait, they don't seem to have any pain, and their eyebrows are smiling, as if they are happy and healthy.

But in Jiang Yu's eyes.

The moment these three paintings were completed, the resentment that rushed to the sky produced great power and was absorbed by these three classical beauties.

The three classical beauties, looking at the scroll in front of them with obsessive eyes, seemed to be very satisfied with these three works.

Jiang Yu's heart moved.

It felt that their exercises were a bit similar to the Heaven Devouring Demon Tree.

As long as the Heaven Devouring Demon Tree grows, it can provide endless True Yuan Demon Qi.

And the scrolls created by these three classical beauties can also provide them with continuous True Yuan Magic Qi.

However, the Yuan Demon Qi provided by a single scroll has an upper limit, which is far worse than the Heaven Devouring Demon Tree.

Of course, if they can carry more scrolls, it doesn't matter if there is a limit.

The beautiful picture scroll in the three picture scrolls suddenly looked in Jiang Yu's direction, and even pointed in Jiang Yu's direction.

The three classical beauties immediately turned to look in Jiang Yu's direction.

They even showed a shy smile.

If Jiang Yu hadn't witnessed them refining the three of them into a picture scroll throughout the process, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed that these three were actually demon cultivators.

The three classical beauties waved their hands almost at the same time, and three long scrolls appeared.

The scroll is full of countless demons and monsters, demons and devil heads.

The three classical beauties pointed at Jiang Yu with their hands.

From these three long scrolls, more than three hundred evil spirits flew out.

Jiang Yu was a little speechless.

If you want to compare yourself with me, you are too self-sufficient.

Jiang Yu waved his hand casually, and a soul refining banner appeared in his hand.

Jiang Yu's soul refining banner can already be called the Ten Thousand Soul Flag.

There are countless main souls and fierce spirits inside.

Jiang Yu urged the Ten Thousand Soul Flag, and a black smoke appeared that covered the sky, shrouding the entire valley.

Tens of thousands of main soul fierce spirits made a whistling sound and rushed out.

When they saw the more than three hundred evil spirits, it was like seeing delicious food.

The faces of the three classical beauties changed drastically, and they couldn't imagine that Jiang Yu could actually send so many main souls.

They just wanted to cast a spell to withdraw those evil spirits.

But it was too late, and these evil ghosts and fierce spirits were completely surrounded by Jiang Yu's main soul.

Screams, tearing sounds, devouring sounds, all kinds of chaotic sounds appeared.

In just a few moments, more than three hundred evil spirits disappeared for an hour, and they were devoured cleanly.

Three long scrolls were eaten back, spontaneously ignited without fire, and directly turned into ashes.

The three classical beauties did not expect Jiang Yu to be so powerful.

In just a few moments, their Hundred Ghosts Nocturnal Map was completely destroyed.

They don't care about the destruction of the heartache weapon.

Tens of thousands of main soul spirits made a whistling sound and rushed towards them.

The three classical beauties hurriedly chanted the spell to cast the spell.

There were three of them, and one of them summoned three scrolls.

The three scrolls, only half a human tall, levitated in front of them.

These three scrolls are very simple, only a huge copper mirror is painted.

Jiang Yu's tens of thousands of main souls rushed towards the three classical beauties, and they slammed headlong into the copper mirror of the scroll.

It actually penetrated directly into it and appeared in the mirror.

Their body shape seems to have been shrunk countless times, and they are very dazed in the mirror, unable to find their target.