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He stood up, and his clothes, which were already unable to support him, immediately shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Wu Ping stood there naked.
She lowered her head and looked at her figure.
He felt the power of his body.
His wild and arrogant laughter resounded throughout the night.
Body and magic dual cultivation.
In addition to his ability to absorb energy, if he didn't respect someone, who could?
Whether it was against the ability users of this world or the cultivators of the immortal cultivation world.
Wu Ping had an advantage that was like a natural moat.
"Although the Black Empress can't defend against soul attacks, I'm still a cultivator!!!!”
"Soul attack? What a joke!"
Bang!
Wu Ping punched the wall, and the reinforced concrete wall instantly collapsed.
There was not even a white mark on his hand.
His body also stored the rebound force from the wall he had just smashed.
As long as Wu Ping wanted to, he could release it in any form of physical contact.
"I seem to have become a perpetual motion machine."
He suddenly thought of Captain America's words."I can play with you all day."
His body instantly disappeared.
Although Wu Ping's physical strength had become very terrifying.
However, he didn't want to continue hunting zombies.
Now, he was dead.
What a waste.
He would go back and replenish his nature essence before coming back to kill zombies.
Wu Ping had never been a wasteful person.
Zombie crystal cores could be used to strengthen the body, blood could be used to condense the Blood Flame Technique, and living souls could be used to regulate spiritual power and refined into the Soul Refining Banner.
Every useful inch could not be wasted.
After all, Wu Ping was a thrifty person.
"Looks like I'm destined to walk the demonic path in the future.”
Wu Ping said as he put on his clothes on the bed.
If the righteous path could use these methods to become stronger, Wu Ping could accept it.
But could he?
Obviously not.
Although he felt good about himself, Wu Ping was not arrogant.
To ordinary disciples, he was indeed very strong. However, if he were to face a slightly stronger expert.
Wu Ping could only scratch.
There was a limit to the absorption of abilities.
Only through continuous development and strengthening of zombie nuclei could he continuously break through this upper limit.
The night was very quiet.
Wu Ping had reached the sixth level of Spirit Guidance Realm almost effortlessly.
Even when he rushed straight to the seventh level of Spirit Guidance Realm, there was no pain from the mottled spirit energy in his body.
This was the benefit of increasing one's aptitude and talent.
However, for the sake of the quality of spiritual power and future development.
Wu Ping still took out the Soul Training Banner, casually grabbed two zombie souls that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, rubbed them, and stuffed them into his mouth.
"It tastes really good."
The night was still long.
There was also an important process waiting for Wu Ping to complete.
That was to turn the zombie souls in the Soul Refining Banner into real ghosts that could be controlled.
However, this was not difficult.
To Wu Ping, whose aptitude had been greatly improved.
It could even be said to be simple.
All that was needed was time and effort.
Making the best use of everything, this was Wu Ping's creed in both his past and present life.
"Soul Refining Flag, rise!"
He formed a hand seal and pointed.
The Soul Refining Flag floated in the air.
In an instant, black fog rolled out, and the ferocious zombie souls kept showing their ferocious side on the Soul Refining Flag.
Countless hand seals were cast into the Soul Refining Flag.
Refining twenty living souls at once, Wu Ping's ling power was rapidly being consumed.
However, his progress was also extremely fast.
The zombie soul was gradually turning into a demon.
Living souls were not aggressive towards humans.
Only after becoming a ghost could they float and wander. Whether it was the body or the soul, they could cause direct damage.
As long as their master gave the order, they would rush forward like hungry dogs and tear the enemy in front of them apart.
To ordinary living souls, these zombie living souls were more aggressive, and their strength was not just a little bit.
The sky lit up.
All the living souls had been condensed.
Reaching out, the Soul Refining Flag flew into his hand.
Wu Ping suddenly opened his mouth.
With the injection of Dharmic powers, the Soul Refining Flag instantly became larger, much taller than Wu Ping.
With a casual shake, black fog rose and roared. Evil ghosts kept coming out of the black fog and flying in the room. They were ferocious and terrifying. They had the strangeness of evil ghosts and the brutality of zombies.
"Good treasure!"
Take back the soaring evil spirit.
Wu Ping's face was a little pale.
The continuous output of magic power, and the delicate work, was a huge burden on the mind.
However, he couldn't sleep today.
He still had to collect debts.
Moreover, Wu Ping still had plans to go down the mountain for a mission.
If he could, he really didn't want to go down the mountain for a mission.
However, he had to earn spirit stones and medicinal pills. These were all necessities for cultivation.
Zombie nuclei were good, but they could only strengthen their bodies and powers.
It couldn't increase Wu Ping's realm.
Immortal cultivation was the right path. If one wanted to live for a long time, they had to cultivate.
Including killing zombies and refining the Soul Refining Flag, they were all for immortal cultivation.
Therefore, he could not put the cart before the horse.
Moreover, there was another reason. If he continued to stay in the Blood Rain Sect, he would not be able to explain many things. For example, the soul devouring technique he cultivated was recorded.
Then the question was, where did the pure spiritual power in Wu Ping's body come from?
If he wanted to sort out his spiritual power, he had to devour living souls. Then where did the living souls come from?
Who did Wu Ping kill?
None of them.
This was very suspicious.
And his physical body.
How did he obtain such a terrifying physical strength?
These were all problems.
Now that he had his main cultivation technique, he could also use his spiritual artifacts to become stronger by extracting the living souls of the zombies.
His attack methods included the Blood Flame Technique, his physical body, and his special ability.
Wu Ping was now a hexagonal warrior.
Other than not being able to fly, he could do anything.
Then why were they still here?
He would find a mission and stay outside for a period of time before coming back.
At that time, he could just randomly come up with an excuse. Who didn't have a fortuitous encounter these days, right?
If someone wanted to kill someone and steal their treasure, then they could fight. If they couldn't win, they could hide in the apocalypse and wait until they became stronger before continuing.
You can attack or defend.
How good was that?
If nothing happened in the middle, he would obediently return to hand in the mission and apply to be an inner sect disciple. With the skin of an inner sect disciple, he would return to the Wu family to plunder spirit stones or something. Anyway, Wu Ping did not have any sense of belonging to that family. If he did not give it to him, he would kill him!
He was a fiendish cultivator. Did he need to be reasonable?
Perhaps the outside world would say that he had a firm heart and destroyed his entire family in order to cut off his ties with the world.
After all, he was a devil cultivator.
As for the parents of the original body, he naturally had to take care of them.
But it definitely wouldn't be a lot.
He just wanted to give them a lifetime of wealth and prosperity and safety.
Wu Ping could still do this.
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