Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 163 Nascent Soul Level Sect

After being nourished by the Gourd of Ten Thousand Swords, these Five Ghost Sword Embryos are no less sharp than ordinary top-grade magical weapons. They are also mixed with the power of endless ghosts and ghosts, making them extremely powerful.

The remaining two swords breathed the sword energy of death and slashed towards the chest of the half-step Zifu monk. The power contained in them was enough to completely destroy his internal organs and all his organs, killing his vitality with one blow and making him The dead can no longer die.

"You forced me!"

"Since you want us to die, then no one can live..."

The swarthy man roared angrily as he took half a step into Zifu. A strange purple-black aura appeared around his face. His pupils expanded rapidly and turned into vertical pupils like snakes, long and narrow with a dark and strange color.

He stretched out his hand and threw the magical instrument, the recorder. Suddenly, black fire surged and transformed into a five-foot-tall mirage horse.

Its eyes are like fire, burning with black flames, and are covered with sharp fangs. Its body is like a dragon, with black flames on its feet, just like the mount of the god of death. With a strange roaring roar, accompanied by surging black flames, the two huge front hooves grew sharp claws and kicked violently towards the two sword tires in front of him.

Transforming spirits, the Zifu monks are really desperate in this half-step. The natal weapon is directly facing the enemy head-on. If you are not careful, the spirituality of the magic weapon will be damaged, and finally your soul will be shaken.

This magical instrument, the recorder, was refined with his own efforts and activated using his own secret method. It transformed into a divine horse of flames, and the power it unleashed was extremely astonishing in an instant.

This kind of secret technique is extremely rare in the Dayi Immortal Realm, but in the Xuanling Realm it is a common practice among high-level monks.

It's just that each sect has its own unique method of transforming spirits. This dark man's magical weapon is in the stage of transformation. Although this method can explode with great power, once the magical weapon is damaged, it will definitely be damaged. His hard work was severely damaged. If he wants to continue to break through the Zifu realm in the future, the difficulty will be at least doubled.

In other words, once this recorder magical weapon is broken, it will directly cut off the chance of this half-step Zifu to advance to the Zifu realm.

Therefore, the swarthy man ignored his own safety and forcibly activated this secret method. He was obviously driven into a hurry. At the critical moment when his own life was threatened, he could not care about anything.

After all, although it is good to transform a magic weapon into a spirit, if your own life is gone, then everything is lost.

Therefore, it is also a big gamble for him.

If you win, you can use the power of the magic weapon to transform into spirits to directly break through the formation and escape.

If you lose, you will no longer have any means to keep the bottom of the situation, and it will be too late to consider other things.

Zheng Yi naturally didn't know the advantages and disadvantages of this magic weapon to transform spirits, because he had never seen this method in Dayi Immortal Domain before.

But such a change made his eyes light up, especially the magical method of transforming the magic weapon into a divine horse of flames. Even he was surprised by the power unleashed by it.

This secret technique of Xuanling Realm is indeed very different from the traditional cultivation method of Immortal Realm in Dayi, so it should not be underestimated!
bump!

The sharp sword blade struck directly on the sharp claws of the Youyan Divine Horse's front hooves. Suddenly, sparks flew everywhere, and the pressure of a terrible collision spread in all directions.

Zheng Yi clearly saw that the cold light of the sword's killing left two deep slashes on the horse's hoofs and claws of the Youyan Divine Horse.

As the owner of a psychic weapon poured out with his blood, the dark-skinned man was undoubtedly more aware of what had happened. Although he was not seriously injured, his expression became quite ugly, and his angry eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Although the two traces did not damage the root, they still needed to be refined to make up for it, which would undoubtedly slow down his advancement to the Zifu realm.

As the saying goes, one step is slow and one step is slow!
Invisibly, it has a great impact on it.

"Break my magic weapon and use your soul to compensate!"

The dark man pinched the spell in his hand, and a pair of pupils burst with golden light. The black flames all over the body of the Youyan Divine Horse surged again, and a trace of golden light appeared around it, turning into a black lightning mixed with strands of golden light, which opened and was full of sharp points. The big mouth of his teeth bit towards Zheng Yi.

If the two sides had enmity before because of the existence of the Mystic Immortal Cave, now they are in a state of unrelenting hatred.

"There are many methods, especially the method of transforming ghosts and horses into spirits, which has never been seen in the Dayi Immortal Realm. If someone who is not familiar with it does not notice, it is really possible that he will suffer a hidden loss..."

Zheng Yi didn't have much time to think as he looked at the horse of flames that was charging forward, burning through the air with black-golden flames.

He made a secret with both hands, and a ball of dark purple magic flame emerged on the surface of his body, condensing in the air in front of him. The purple flame burned slowly, as if all the spirits were wailing, and there was an extremely precious feeling.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the purple demon flame suddenly sank into the white jade-like Ten Thousand Swords Gourd, spitting out five sword embryos again.

This time, there was not only a sharp sword energy, but also purple demon flames burning on it, burning the soul and annihilating the spirituality, and shot out side by side.

"This guy is definitely not from an ordinary background. Why does he have so many tricks? What else?"

The sudden appearance of the purple demonic flame caused the swarthy man's complexion to change. As a half-step Zifu monk, he could feel that the purple demonic fire contained an aura that could corrode the soul of the great monk. He was shocked. This demonic flame was fundamentally different. Use the method of restraining spirit transformation.

He couldn't figure out what kind of treasure the white gourd in Zheng Yi's palm was. The sword energy contained in it seemed to be endless. It could also use the power of the magic fire to emit an aura that made him very afraid.

The five swords that had just been defeated reappeared in the blink of an eye, and this time they were even more powerful than before.

Of course he didn't know. The Ten Thousand Swords Gourd mainly cultivates sword energy, and the Five Ghost Sword Embryo floats and sinks in it, gradually stripping away its origin. It has already integrated into the Ten Thousand Swords Gourd, and can replenish energy at any time to explode its power again.

However, the next scene made the dark man's face tremble and he was shocked.

"combine!"

But Zheng Yi opened his arms, suddenly held them together, and compressed downwards. Under the pressure of the purple demonic flames, the five swords fused together and turned into a giant five-color long sword.

The brilliance on the surface of the five swords flows, and they merge into one in an instant, and the power of the five elements is successfully integrated.

Just when the Youyan Divine Horse was about to rush in front of it, the five-color giant sword merged into one, and the five sword bodies turned into a force, facing the roaring and ferocious beast's head, and slashed it down.

puff!
The five-color sword energy that condenses the five swords actually represents the origin of the Gourd of Ten Thousand Swords, which contains supreme sharpness. Cutting it down with one sword is like a hot knife cutting through butter, easily cutting this miraculous horse from the middle. Divided into two, it was divided directly into two even and equal halves.

The whole process was as fast as lightning. Before the dark man could react, the Divine Flame Horse neighed miserably, transformed into a magic weapon again, and broke into two pieces in the middle.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the magical weapon was broken, especially in the spirit transformation stage. This was a very serious blow. The dark man's soul was severely injured in an instant, and his face turned pale, as if he had lost all his energy.

"Rao..."

His face showed fear, he looked at Zheng Yi with trembling eyes, and whined like a wild beast in his mouth.This sword not only cut off his natal recorder, but also directly cut off his path to the Zifu realm, cutting off the opportunity to go further, and he was so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.

But now all this is inferior to the fear of facing a huge threat.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

Even a monk like him is not immune to secularism.

"go with!"

However, Zheng Yi's face was cold, merciless, and unmoved. He pointed a finger and used the five-color giant sword that merged with five sword bodies, and slashed straight at the half-step Zifu monk.

"go!"

It was too late for the swarthy man to ask for mercy. Zheng Yi was very determined to kill him. In his eyes, the five-color giant sword continued to expand, and a trace of fear appeared on his face, and then he roared loudly like a wild beast. road.

The next second, the sword energy passed through the body, and the Zifu monk was killed in half in half a step. His internal organs and intestines were splashed, and the strong smell of blood had not spread in the air. He was wrapped in bloodshot threads all over the sky, and was covered by Taiyin. Absorbed by Xuanyuan Blood Refining Formation.

This foreign monk has extremely powerful methods and is extremely versatile in adapting to situations. The reason why he was defeated so quickly is also inseparable from the fact that he was in the Taiyin Xuanyuan Blood Refining Formation and was suppressed by a strong force, and his hands were tied.

"If you still want to escape at this moment, you are really thinking too much!"

Immediately, Zheng Yi made a cold sound. He turned his left hand, and another equally exquisite gourd appeared next to him.

It's just that the gourd is completely black, as if it were made of perfect black jade, and is like a small black hole, exuding a strange and gloomy aura.

The ghost-raising gourd appeared in his hand. Zheng Yi used his magic power to activate it. The mouth of the gourd pointed directly in one direction. Amidst the cries and howls of ghosts, it seemed as if countless evil ghosts stretched out their claws, trying to grab the human soul and put it into the gourd.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and a majestic suction force burst out from inside the gourd.

Black mist covered the original space, and in the originally empty void, a little man with a frightened and shocked expression suddenly appeared. He was still twisting and struggling, his shadow flickering, like a drowning person, and he shouted loudly. It screams, but no sound is transmitted to the physical plane.

If you observe carefully, you will find that this is actually the dark man who was killed by Zheng Yi with a sword just now. At this moment, the shadow of the monk who is half a step into the Zifu is distorted and shrinking smaller and smaller.

It was obvious that this man was worthy of being a battle-experienced master, with good fighting skills and many means of escaping.

When the giant sword attack came, the soul of this half-step Zifu monk had already cut off his tail, abandoned his body, and escaped from the body, hoping to use this to hide from the sky and escape with a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, Zheng Yi spent a lot of effort to kill only his physical body.

If it were someone else, they might have really been deceived. After all, although the Taiyin Xuanyuan Blood Refining Formation is powerful, it is a multi-person formation and the power is dispersed. The target is still the physical blood of the monks, and the power at the level of the soul is still slightly It was a pity that he met Zheng Yi.

Although his methods are quite secretive, Zheng Yi's soul is so huge that even small changes cannot escape his perception.

This time, the ghost-nurturing gourd was used, and the overwhelming Yin Qi formed a ghost realm. No soul could use any weird tricks to escape the devouring of the three Yin and one Qi ghost-nurturing gourd. The soul could not escape even if it wanted to, and had no resistance.

"You dare to kill me? You will definitely be retaliated by Suotian Temple, and my master will avenge me..."

The swarthy man knew that he would not be spared, and no longer begged Zheng Yi for his life. He knew that the other party would not let him go, just like if he was the winner, he would never let Zheng Yi go.

The phantom of his soul was strangely bound, becoming more and more distorted, gradually becoming like a tiny sesame, roaring like a wounded beast, but it did not change the ending of being included in the ghost gourd. Just by shouting, he could Can't save my own life.

Just when Zheng Yi ended the battle, the other two high-level foundation-building and late-stage foreign monks were all killed.

Under the suppression of the Taiyin Xuanyuan Blood Refining Formation and the siege of more than 100 high-level foundation-building and qi-training monks, their bodies were beaten to pieces and exploded into pieces in mid-air as they tried to escape. His soul was also locked in the formation, and all of it was put into the ghost-raising gourd.

Soon, the formation was eliminated, and except for the mess, the entire valley had no other major changes and regained its previous peace.

No one can match it. Just here, not long ago, two late-stage foundation-building monks and a half-step Zifu monk all came to an end in strange and bizarre ways, completely perishing here.

Neither the corpse nor the soul escaped, they were all taken away by the ghost-raising gourd!
There is still a long time until the full moon day when the Mystic Immortal Cave is opened. Zheng Yi does not plan to stay here, otherwise it will easily attract attention.

He asked the nine foundation-building monks to lead a team of people back and break them into parts, so that it would not be easy to attract the attention of others.

Send a few clever monks to station on the spot. If anything unusual is discovered, report it as soon as possible. These matters will be handed over to Qi Lin.

Zheng Yi himself rushed back to the headquarters of the Da Luo Alliance alone and quietly, like a ghost.

……

"Sure enough, these three outsider monks are greedy and haven't spread the news about the discovery of the Mystic Immortal Cave yet."

After searching for souls, Zheng Yi quickly found the memory about the Mystic Immortal Sect. Although it was just some intermittent and broken memory fragments, they corroborated with the information left by Yi Qingzi, and most of them were proved to be correct.

There are other deficiencies, but they don't have much impact on the whole.

What Zheng Yi is most concerned about is that these three outer realm monks come from Xuanling Realm and Suotian Temple.

Suotian Temple is a Yuanying-level sect. It is said that there is a Yuanying-level ancestor sitting in the sect. It is a powerful force that Zheng Yi could not imagine. If these three people are really summoned back, even if there is the barrier of the sea of ​​violence, Suotian Temple People will also be sent to Dayi Immortal Territory.

By then, Zheng Yi will be reduced to a lost dog, and the Daluo Alliance will definitely not be able to stay any longer, which is what he tries his best to avoid.

Fortunately, everyone has selfish motives, and even monks are no exception.

What's more, as the relics left by the Mystic Immortal Sect that was once inherited by Yuanying, they are absolutely extremely precious. Rather than sharing these good things for practice with others, it is better to enjoy them alone.

Moreover, when checking the soul of the dark-skinned man who was a half-step Zifu monk, Zheng Yi discovered that this man was not as selfless as he appeared, but had thoughts in his heart. He was the one who provided the clues to the Secret Immortal Cave, but the hidden secrets inside, But he never told the truth.

This time he was planning to use his two junior brothers as pioneers to explore the cave. Even if he finally succeeded in getting out of the Mystic Immortal Cave, he would kill them both to avoid future troubles.

(End of this chapter)