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

Zheng Yi's eyes fell on the inner gate token in his hand again.

With a slight movement in his heart, he infused the breath and spiritual power of the soul-catching flag in his body into the inner gate disciple token.

Sure enough, with a flash of light, the white light on it turned into a little red, showing a strange arrow.

Zheng Yi did not hesitate and continued to move forward in the direction indicated by the red.

This time the distance was not far. After walking for about a few hundred meters, Zheng Yi passed through the area covered by thick fog, and the scene in front of him suddenly appeared.

Looking up, Zheng Yi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

There were bottomless cliffs on both sides!

Looking down, the black fog rolled, and it was impossible to see what the bottom was like? It was dark and gloomy, which made people feel terrified. People who were afraid of heights would even feel dizzy and have a feeling of weak legs and feet.

Under his feet, there was a staircase about one meter wide, which went up all the way to a deep valley hidden in a thick fog in the distance.

It has to be said that the sects in the world of immortal cultivation like to be mysterious, whether it is the demon sect or the righteous sect.

It's just that the righteous sect of immortal cultivation seems more immortal, while the methods of the demon sect are more mysterious and weird.

Who would have thought that following the guidance of the inner disciple token, when he came to the stairs ahead, there were cliffs on both sides of his feet.

If he hadn't paid attention just now, he might have stepped on the air and fell directly into the abyss.

Even if the cultivators in the Qi training period can't even fly a short distance, they are all mortals who fall off the cliffs, and they are almost certain to die.

Zheng Yi didn't dare to bet that the cultivators of the Demon Sect would be so kind as to help him at the last moment.

Moreover, when he stopped and looked down, Zheng Yi felt that there was rolling black fog under the cliff, which exuded a terrifying aura that made his feet cold, as if something was staring at him in an instant.

That terrifying feeling was like an ordinary person facing a tiger or a giant beast, with the terrifying pressure of life encountering great danger.

In the black fog, Zheng Yi retracted his gaze, wondering what terrible things were hidden under the cliff.

Even if he didn't die from falling down, he would probably not have a good result.

First there was an illusion array, then a fog, and then a cliff of ten thousand feet. The means of the Soul-Snatching Sect were really unpredictable.

Maybe this is the style of the Demon Sect!

There were two disciples wearing Soul-Snatching Sect uniforms stationed outside the valley. When they saw Zheng Yi appear, they seemed to be talking about something.

Zheng Yi tidied his clothes, tied the white jade token representing the identity of the inner sect disciple around his waist, and strode up.

After verifying the token, the guarding disciple looked at him strangely, but did not stop him and let Zheng Yi enter the valley directly.

In a blink of an eye, all the fog gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of him was another heroic scene, which was already very different from the weird and gloomy atmosphere before.

In front of him was a continuous complex of buildings, towering buildings standing in the valley, and some figures could be seen walking among them.

Looking at the towering valley, Zheng Yi took a deep breath and walked down.

Walking along the way, Zheng Yi found that there were not many people in the valley.

Even the few disciples of the Soul-Snatching Sect he met on the road were in a hurry, looking like strangers should stay away.

Zheng Yi then remembered that at this time, the Soul-Snatching Sect was still fighting a sect war with the neighboring Hundred Beast Sect because of a spiritual stone vein.

Coming to the sect's residence for the first time, Zheng Yi was completely in the dark about the large continuous building complex in front of him, and he didn't know where the so-called Internal Affairs Hall was?

He didn't know who to ask now.

Suddenly, at this moment, a figure came towards him not far away.

Zheng Yi's eyes lit up, and he clearly saw that the token on the man opposite was an outer sect metal token, and he had made up his mind at the moment.

He took a step forward without saying anything and blocked the man in front of him.

"My junior brother, I have something to ask you."

"Where is the sect's internal affairs hall?!"

Liang Qing had just received a sect mission and was about to leave the sect and go to the nearby market to make preparations.

He is now almost at the late stage of the third level of Qi training. He has been practicing hard for many years. As long as this mission is completed, it will be enough to get a Qi-nourishing Pill rewarded by the sect.

If he is lucky, it is not impossible to go to the next level.

However, he was still thinking about how to complete the integration mission in his heart?

Suddenly, there was an ignorant person in front of him. He rushed forward and almost bumped into that person.

Liang Qing's heart was furious. He looked up with a cold look and found that it was a completely unfamiliar young man, dressed simply, with a vicissitudes of life, and a dusty look on his way.

"A bumpkin who came from nowhere."

"A new sect servant..."

Liang Qing raised his eyes and was about to get angry when he accidentally saw the inner disciple token tied around Zheng Yi's waist.

In fact, this conspicuous white jade card of the inner disciple was specially hung by Zheng Yi.

Suddenly, a stream of ice water poured down from the top of his head.

Liang Qing's eyes changed, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was directly suppressed. His face was immediately full of smiles, and he hurriedly bowed and asked respectfully.

"Hello, senior brother!"

"The location of the Internal Affairs Hall is over there."

After saying that, he pointed out the direction to Zheng Yi.

"Hmm?!"

Zheng Yi nodded and walked straight forward.

Behind him, Liang Qing's expression changed for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said respectfully behind him.

"This senior brother..."

"Anything else?"

Hearing the voice coming from behind him, Zheng Yi paused, turned his head, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

During this period of time, he killed zombies and refined evil spirits in the doomsday world, but he cultivated an invisible killing aura.

In particular, immortal cultivators are good at the art of looking at qi, and can clearly sense that Zheng Yi naturally condenses an invisible gloomy aura.

That is the result of natural condensation and precipitation after dealing with ghosts too much, and it cannot be easily impersonated.

Because Zheng Yi's cultivation is still shallow, this kind of aura may be overlooked if he is not careful, but once he observes carefully, he feels that there seems to be an invisible evil aura entangled in his body, and there are endless resentful ghosts roaring and howling.

Such an aura, coupled with the invisible identity of an inner sect disciple, immediately had a great deterrent effect.

Hearing Zheng Yi's low voice, Liang Qing's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said respectfully.

"Brother, don't blame me. I think you look unfamiliar. It should be your first time to come to the mountain gate."

"Speak clearly..."

"What do you mean?"

Zheng Yi's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked down at him with an indifferent expression.