Chapter Fourteen Strong Man

He really came here to die.

Dots of light escaped like meteors across the sky. Before they could get close, they were brushed off by a five-color brilliance and turned into dust in the starry sky in an instant.

These many disciples of the Corpse Cult almost died peacefully and in ignorance.

When monks practice, the gap between great realms becomes more difficult to overcome the more they practice. There may be those geniuses who use the Dharma Image Realm to compete with the Yuanshen Realm, but this definitely does not include the disciples of the Corpse Cult. In particular, the heretics are fierce and fierce, but they have many flaws and are often based on unreliable foundations. When encountering a figure like Zhao Yu, it is like an ant encountering a natural disaster.

Perhaps with Zhao Yu's foundation, he can compete with the ordinary Yuanshen Daoist in the Dharma Image Realm. But it can only be an ordinary Yuanshen Daoist. It is not easy to save one's life when meeting a person of interest in that great sect.

This is just the difference between Yuan Shen and Dharma image. If later on, Earth Immortals, True Immortals, or even higher level Immortal Powers, there would be almost no possibility of transcending levels of fighting. Cultivation pays attention to the foundation. Who can achieve the great power of magical powers? Who doesn’t have a deep foundation and have their own adventures?

Whether it was the experience of Tian Yanjing's illusion or the teachings of his master, Ancestor Hun Kong, Zhao Yu understood a truth. Either don’t do it or never do it. Now that he has enmity with the Divine Corpse Cult and killed his real soul, there is no way he can expect the Divine Corpse Cult to turn a blind eye. In this case, it is only reasonable to do one thing without stopping and eradicate the root causes.

None of the disciples of the Divine Corpse Cult on Yuanyuan Star can escape with their lives.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yu didn't say much after seeing what Lan Yun and others were thinking. The disciples of the Luo Xian Sect hope that Zhao Yu will do everything right. Isn't that how Zhao Yu behaves in the world?

Zhao Yu said that Lan Yun was merciful because he saw that she still couldn't bear the surviving people on this planet. He hoped that Zhao Yu would kill all the disciples of the Corpse Cult to save some life for this planet.

Otherwise, they just pat their butts and leave, leaving behind many disciples of the Corpse Cult, and the vitality of the survivors will disappear.

Zhao Yu stayed on the Star Road, cleaning the treasure ship while not forgetting to take into account the situation of Yuanyuan Star. After all, the monks on the planet are mostly minor monks, mainly in the Qi Refining Realm. Although they are led by Dharma Xiang monks, it will take some time to gather them from all directions.

Zhao Yu only entered Yuanshen for the first time and was far from being able to take care of the entire planet, so he only focused on the big lake and paid attention to the situation.

Not long after, probably less than a month, Zhao Yu completed the training of the treasure ship.

The ship was previously a mess, but after being refined by Zhao Yu, it showed its true colors, with a green wood color appearance, more grand and less treacherous.

As for the original messy functions of this magic weapon boat, all of them have been refined, and only the strength and speed have been enhanced.

It is a means of transportation, and these two are enough.

Zhao Yuchui saw that the monks had not yet completely gathered at the big lake. Thinking that there was still time, he took out the Corpse God Banner that was imprisoned by the five-color divine light.

The Corpse God Flag is a magic weapon that is much better than the previous black awning boat or black dragon lock. Among them, the green-faced and fanged zombie is now much more honest. Although it is still roaring, it is even more afraid of Zhao Yu.

Banned by the five-color divine light, although Zhao Yu did not deliberately activate the refining, he still tortured this zombie, which was comparable to a Yuanshen monk. I don't know how much of the corpse evil was rubbed away from his body, leaving only a thin layer. If Zhao Yu focuses on the Corpse God Flag this month, one can imagine the fate of this zombie.

Aliens such as zombies are terrifying to the weak. His physical body is tyrannical and indelible, and he has a ferocious zombie that destroys people's souls. If we let it out, even a few planets won't be enough for it. But the aliens are aliens, just like heretics, they are as fierce as they are evil, but they have huge flaws and flaws.

Just like this zombie, as long as you understand its flaws, ordinary mortals can also deal with zombies that are comparable to the Refining Realm.

As for Zhao Yu, a monk with great magic power and all-encompassing foundation, the so-called aliens are like lambs to be slaughtered, which is insignificant.

In Zhao Yu's eyes, when this zombie that was comparable to the soul was released, the threat to him was not as great as that of the soul monk who died in his hands.

Zhao Yu left behind the Corpse God Flag because he was actually attracted to this zombie. Zombies are useless to Zhao Yu. Zombies and other evil spirits are discarded like worn out shoes regardless of whether they are fighting or practicing. On the contrary, it would be good to refine this zombie in the realm of Yuanshen and make it a servant to take care of chores.

After all, it is comparable to the soul, and the qualifications are enough.

Zhao Yu looked at the zombies in the Corpse God Flag and pondered in his heart.

Secretly said: "I am alone now. If I have a servant who is comparable to the soul, I can avoid some minor troubles. I can also be used as cannon fodder at critical times, killing two birds with one stone. But to refine this zombie into a servant, I have to think about it. Fan."

When it comes to refining methods, Zhao Yu is not without them.

Based on the experience in Tian Yanjing's illusion, there are many related methods.

For example, the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The refining of the Yellow Turban Warriors uses a wide range of materials. You can use the physical body to be powerful, or you can use the soul alone. Once refined, it is not unusual to have great magic power, and it is mainly used for monks to deal with chores in their daily lives.

In the Dharma Universe, they are also called strong men, but they are not named Yellow Turbans.

The other type is the flesh puppet. The refining of the Yellow Turban Warrior will still leave some sanity, but the flesh and blood puppet is just a puppet without any sanity left.

This is exactly the same as refining a puppet with five elements materials.

Zhao Yu thought for a moment and decided to turn him into a strong man.

Retain some sanity and still have room for advancement, which is somewhat hopeful. If you only make a puppet without leaving any potential, it will be useless sooner or later.

After making up his mind, Zhao Yu raised the Corpse God Banner in front of him, spread his fingers and fired out five-color divine light five times in a row. He only heard a beep-bop-bang explosion, and the Pure Yang Dharma Taboo to which the Corpse God Banner belonged was blocked by a layer. The layer is brushed away. The zombie that was refined into the Corpse God Banner didn't dare to move at all, only a pair of scarlet eyes moved around.

After nearly thirty layers of Pure Yang Magical Restrictions in the Corpse God Banner were wiped away, the banner exploded, and the zombies suddenly moved and turned into a zombie, trying to escape from the side.

Zhao Yu smiled slightly: "I should have been careful about you, you beast."

The zombie escaped and suddenly hit a layer of five-color light, revealing its true form. The brilliance was like a net, and it suddenly came around, wrapping the zombie in it. No matter how it roared and struggled, it could not escape.

Zhao Yu pointed his finger, and thunder exploded. The zombies screamed and screamed. The zombies turned into smoke and were refined layer by layer. In a moment, all the zombies were peeled off, and their bodies were charred black by lightning.

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

How can zombies be lucky? Begging for mercy again and again.

Zhao Yu cast a spell, tied the zombie and pulled it in front of him. He ignored the zombie's howling and started refining it.