Zou Ping left this place, his eyes showed a hint of joy, tens of thousands of empty rings, and surging aura, this is the result that Zou Ping did not expect, and he can't help but sigh at the greed of all beings and the fragility of life.

Walking in the central area of the Thousand Realms Battlefield, Zou Ping seemed to feel a kind of vicissitudes in his heart, once upon a time, he was like an ant in their eyes, and once upon a time, he worked hard to break through the realm.

Although he doesn't dare to say that he is proud of the immortal cultivation world now, his strength to be able to destroy tens of thousands of people with one move is also invincible to ordinary people.

Zou Ping looked up at the sky, he could feel the way, and the coercion came from the sky, Zou Ping also knew that this was because of the consequences caused by the killing, Zou Ping's life, killing more than 10,000 people, heaven and earth creatures, Zou Ping killed more than hundreds of thousands, this kind of killing, it is not too much to provoke the wrath of the heavens.

But Zou Ping was not afraid at all, looking at the vast sky, there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes, if the sky is affectionate, then why do all living beings suffer, the sky is angry, it is just a person who cultivates immortals to justify himself, killing will indeed cause heavenly sanctions, but heavenly dao is not to kill whoever wants to kill, there are countless rules between heaven and earth, and heavenly dao must be obeyed, not because of others, just because it is the maker of these rules.

If even the way of heaven does not abide by the rules, then how can there be rules, Zou Ping thought of this, smiled slightly, hundreds of thousands of people, these killings in Zou Ping's heart still feel that it is not enough, the road of cultivating immortals, if you don't advance, you will retreat, like a stormy wave, and like a boat in the sea, walking on this road, it is a successful person stepping on the bones of a loser and moving forward, which is the supreme heaven and earth. Aren't there piles of dry bones behind them?

Killing is a sin, it's just those who fear killing. Only the weak who are afraid of their own death will say it, but for the strong. Every day, killing is the way to go, and killing is the cornerstone of one's own peak.

The tombs of all living beings are built for themselves, and the path of supremacy is paved by the strong for themselves.

Zou Ping suddenly felt as if his mind had figured out something, and his mood was also rapidly improving, and he directly entered the Immortal Tribulation Period.

Zou Ping didn't have time to rejoice, while feeling that the coercion in the sky was even more serious. This is an irresistible pressure, Zou Ping understands in his heart that the Heavenly Tribulation feels himself, and it seems that his strength is about to improve rapidly.

All beings are bones, forging my way, flesh and blood as the foundation, and becoming my throne.

If you want to be the best among all living beings, then the strength to pay, the hard work. If you can't do it yourself.

A trace of the heart of the strong man was stunned, and ten thousand rays of light suddenly appeared in Zou Ping's heart, and it seemed that there was a mentality called the strong in Zou Ping's heart, which made Zou Ping's heart resolutely calm. The surrounding killing aura, the coercion of the heavenly tribulation in the sky, Zou Ping didn't feel the slightest feeling.

On the contrary, it feels like it. With the mentality that I am the king in heaven and earth, I looked at the immortal cultivators who came and went around me. Zou Ping suddenly found that these people. A busy life, it seems that it is just to pave the way for the strong, even if it is a hard life, in the end it is still in vain.

For what?

A glimmer of light appeared in Zou Ping's heart, which seemed to illuminate the entire sky, even the dazzling light of the sun.

I, Zouping, have struggled all my life, if I don't want to be the bones of others, then I can only step on the bones of others, hundreds of thousands of living beings, what is this?

In troubled times, where the hero died, the hero spanned his life, because of what, just because the hero is more ruthless and poisonous, so he can step on the bones of others to move forward.

And heroes are destined to be used by others and forgotten by all beings, this is the cruelty of this world, this is the reality of this world.

I'm Zou Ping, it won't be like this, the hero is too poisonous, I disdain it, the hero is too stupid, I don't want to do it, then, I can only take my own path, the road of the hero and the hero is not suitable for me, why should I pursue it.

I have struggled all my life, more than 100 years, just for the sake of fame in the world, for only the blood and hatred, but what have I enjoyed in this life?

Unforgettable love, there are, but not all.

The surging waves of hatred are, but not all.

I just want to take this path, what blood feud, what the world is famous, it's just my own excuse.

It turns out that I have always thought like this in my heart, to become stronger, to become incomparably stronger.

Zou Ping secretly thought in his heart, he actually sat in mid-air, quietly comprehended, and penetrated his heart.

What is strength, strength, strength.

It was these two words that answered Zou Ping.

I want to be strong, I want to trample the sky under my feet, I want the earth to be conquered for me.

I want this sentient being to respect me, and I want to break out of the cage of this world.

A powerful momentum surged around Zou Ping in an instant, as if he was about to break through the sky, and there was a burst of thunder in the sky, as if he was angry with Zou Ping's thoughts.

Even the immortal cultivators who passed by didn't even have the slightest idea of daring to sneak attack Zou Ping, in their eyes, Zou Ping at this time was like a supreme person who was high above him, a saint who penetrated the heavens and the earth.

But Zou Ping didn't know all this, but stayed quietly in the air, and the whole person quietly understood.

Zou Ping still remembered how frightened he was in his heart and how his stomach churned when he saw blood for the first time.

And it was just an ordinary beast, but Zou Ping reacted like this.

At the beginning of man, nature is good.

Everyone is not born to kill, not born to be strong, but in the end they become strong.

Not because of talent, but because of what happened to them, their luck.

For example, if he didn't get the Pangu inheritance and left behind his generals, then Zou Ping would still be invincible to all sentient beings.

This is a person's heart, the heart of a strong man buried deeply, the sky is crazy, not as crazy as my heart.

If the earth is angry, it is not as angry as my heart.

If all beings are sad, it is not as sad as my heart.

Your own heart is what can determine everything, and your own heart is the reason why you become stronger.

"It turns out that I have always had the heart of a strong man, but I didn't find out. ”

Zou Ping muttered to himself.

Zou Ping stood in the air, without any spiritual power, without any help from external forces, and he broke through like this, reaching the immortal master stage, this is a transformation, from a weak person to a strong person.

Zou Ping looked at the sky, which was still calm, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared:

"Who is respected in the eternal firmament, and who is the supreme immortal Dao.

The heavens are unkind, and those who are unrighteous are sad;

I am the king of sweeping the Three Realms, so why not step through the sky.

Heaven and earth are unkind, I carry it alone, and a spear breaks the sky;"

An angry roar seemed to be declaring war on the sky, and it seemed to be declaring war on all living beings, but Zou Ping's eyes were extremely quiet, as if the rampant words just now did not come out of his mouth (to be continued......