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This was related to his future!
The seed slowly flew into the pit.
It was as if Wu Ping could not feel the bloody and rotting smell coming from it.
He just looked on expectantly.
As the seed fell.
The blood in the pit began to flow backward and was absorbed by it.
A strange feeling emerged in Wu Ping's heart.
The seeds began to germinate and grow roots that stuck to the corpses.
It was absorbing nutrients crazily.
At the same time, it also transmitted an extremely eager request to Wu Ping.
Wu Ping understood that he was craving for spiritual energy, and there was no spiritual energy in this world.
He took out a spirit stone from his storage bag.
Although his reputation in Nanyang was a little bad, he didn't know whether to say it or not.
He was nicknamed the Devil Star.
However, Wu Ping had received the real benefits.
A total of 30 spirit stones!
They were all gifts from various families.
To Wu Ping, these spirit stones were a huge sum of money.
He threw out a few spirit stones and placed them beside the germinating seeds.
The hair-thin roots instantly pierced the spirit stone.
It greedily sucked in the spiritual energy within.
The demon tree grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. From a finger-sized seed, it sprouted and took root. Five centimeters, ten centimeters.
Wu Ping witnessed it with his own eyes.
When the first tender leaf emerged.
In an instant, a golden light appeared.
It lit up half the sky.
Wu Ping looked at the golden leaves growing on the blood-red tree trunk with a puzzled gaze.
He was a little confused.
He remembered that the tree that He Jun had raised previously had a blood-colored trunk and red leaves.
Why was this golden?
Did something go wrong?
He jumped into the pit to study it, but there was nothing unusual.
He didn't feel anything strange.
On the contrary, his body felt unusually comfortable.
Even the bottleneck of his cultivation was rapidly loosening.
But why was it different?
Soon, the nutrients in the pit were all absorbed.
They left behind dried skin and bones.
The demonic tree had also grown to the thickness of an arm.
The zombie's flesh and blood made it continuously transmit its joy and desire to Wu Ping.
Spirit Qi, flesh and blood, breakthrough.
A huge pile of things came crashing down on Wu Ping.
He was going to be busy.
He could suppress his breakthrough for a while. There was no hurry. It would be best if he returned to the cultivation world to break through.
This way, he could save some spirit stones for the demon tree.
But flesh and blood could not be delayed.
He was not afraid of it eating, but he was afraid that it would not eat.
He got up and flew out of the pit.
Xu Feifei had been back for a long time and had been standing by the pit.
She was still holding onto an iron chain.
On it were the heads of Dong Sheng and the others.
Seeing Wu Ping come up, she said," I was very quick. I only tore off his head in one go. There was no pain at all."”
"Well done. Go and call everyone over. I'll wait for you downstairs.”
"Alright."
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Very quickly.
Wu Ping led the group and massacred the entire school.
They cleared all the zombies in the school.
Of course, the main combat power was still the Soul Refining Flag.
The things inside were extremely ferocious.
Moreover, it was a malicious ghost.
They could harm zombies, but zombies couldn't harm them.
It was just like how an ordinary person's martial arts skills were high.
How can you beat a ghost?
Cultivators could kill ghosts because of their spiritual power.
Did these things have spiritual power?
No!
Moreover, they didn't have much desire to attack the zombies and evil spirits in the flag.
Under many conditions.
This group was facing a massacre.
Some level-two zombies might resist and scatter one evil spirit, but the evil spirit would immediately gather again.
It was simply a heavenly curse to an absurd degree.
It was equivalent to the items in the Soul Refining Flag directly maxing out his physical resistance.
As for the Tyrant, there was no need to mention it.
It was as if a tank was alive, crushing everything along the way.
Most importantly, it could fly.
On the way, they encountered other level-three zombies.
But without exception, they all died at the hands of the Tyrant.
Thousands of zombies, but not a single one was left intact.
It was torn into pieces.
At this time, the group of people that Wu Ping had raised was of great use.
Those who picked up corpses picked up corpses, and those who dug out crystal cores dug out crystal cores.
Cao Ke and the other two were the supervisors.
More than a dozen carts that were usually used to dump garbage were running back and forth between the school and the place where the demon tree was planted.
They were filled with zombie corpses.
Carts of corpses poured into the pit.
The demon tree kept transmitting its excitement to Wu Ping.
It was growing at an extremely fast speed, and the golden leaf was also gradually growing.
As for Wu Ping.
He was not idle either.
Soul extraction!
Snatching souls from evil ghosts.
These brainless things.
He only knew how to kill.
They would only execute the simplest orders.
Whether it was a zombie's body or a living soul, they would be torn to pieces if they were not careful.
That was why Wu Ping didn't use those things to deal with zombies.
There was no other way now.
There were only a few methods he could use to raise a demonic tree.
But none of them were suitable.
The Blood Flame Spell would burn everything, so it definitely couldn't be used. Killing them was too slow, and they were dirty and smelly. It was too troublesome.
He could only use the Soul Refining Flag.
Then what should he do?
Snatch.
Wu Ping had been extremely busy the entire night.
Fortunately, he managed to snatch more than half of the living souls. There were more than a thousand of them.
Most of the zombie souls were level-two zombies. Refining them was a big project, but as long as he could refine them all into the soul flag, his soul flag would be able to break through to the supreme-grade magic treasure.
It could even directly become a Spirit Tool!
Could Wu Ping become stronger?
Yes.
But it was tiring.
He felt that he had never rested a day. There were always countless things waiting for him in front of him.
Fortunately, all the hard work was worth it.
The last one.
It was also the most difficult part.
"Are you sure there's a big guy here?”
Wu Ping turned his head and asked Cao Ke, who was covered in blood.
"I'm very sure. A few days before you came back, I passed by here and saw a swan the size of a small car land on the lake and was instantly swallowed.”
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