At the corner of the mine, Zhang Ping sat in a pool of blood.

She tilted her head as if thinking about something, and in her bloodshot eyes, in addition to chaos and madness, she was still a little dazed.

Confused about what?

Zhang Ping thought:

Compared with her own carefully cultivated descendants, she herself, who was abandoned by the clan very early, has cultivated all the way up, and now because of the dual cultivation of Yuan Ying and Refining God, her strength can even surpass the ordinary immortals of the human race.

Maybe it's not just an ordinary immortal, Zhang Ping clearly remembers that she hasn't killed in the middle of the immortal period.

So, is it worth it?

Why, exactly? Why did she get to where she is now?

What has she really gained in this life? What was left behind?

Is it the record of Kyushu?

It doesn't seem to be either, killing a mid-stage immortal is not enough to make her dominate Kyushu.

It is the inexhaustibility of children and grandchildren...... Heirs?

In fact, she doesn't seem to be looking forward to endless children and grandchildren. After all, if she can live for 10,000 or 100,000 years, why does she need endless children and grandchildren?

If she dies and doesn't live long, then no matter how many children she has, it doesn't seem to mean anything to her.

Zhang Ping thought uncertainly: She probably gave birth too much? Actually, it doesn't have that much...... Three or two is fine?

If she could focus more energy on herself, would she be more than an earth immortal today, maybe she could also cultivate to a heavenly immortal?

If she becomes both a fairy and an out-of-body person, this Kyushu world will really have a place for her Zhang Ping.

At that time, in the face of this mere djinn world, why did she need to hide like this at this moment?

Or isn't it killing whoever you want? You can mine as much as you want?

Zhang Ping spat out blood and laughed again.

While laughing, an endless pride suddenly arose in her chest.

Zhang Ping chanted loudly: "A hundred years of sharpening a sword, I am out of the box today!" I should have understood, I should have understood...... Hahaha, out of the body! Out of the body! Out of the body! ”

She drank three times in a row, and a primordial infant rose from her dantian and squirted out of her mouth in an instant.

I saw that this yuan baby was naked and bloody, about three inches high, and his face looked like it, which was the same as a miniature version of Zhang Ping.

There are only two big differences, one is that Zhang Ping herself is full of wrinkles, with a sense of contradiction that is both kind and fierce, while the yuan baby who spewed out of her mouth has a tight face and looks very young.

Another point is that there are green tendons on this yuan baby's body like a dragon and a snake, bulging high, at first glance it looks like a baby making a snake, both hideous and weird, with an indescribable terrifying tension.

Zhang Ping's mouth was still spitting blood, and the blood was like a fountain, like a dragon's tail, and it poured straight into the Yuan Ying who flew into the air.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Everything is like lightning, and the beginning of the dawn is emerging.

Snort!

Somehow, Zhang Ping's body suddenly seemed to become a leaky ball, from her eyes, ears, mouth, nose, limbs, and hundreds of bones, there were blood holes broken everywhere.

Streams of blood spurted out of it, and Zhang Ping screamed, shouting "out of her body", or shouting "I understand", but in fact, her own aura was declining sharply.

But in a ten-thousandth of an instant, her aura declined to the point of almost nothing.

Her already thin and old body seemed to have turned into a dry skin and a dry bone.

Song Ciwan walked out of the void, raised his palm, and pressed it lightly: Stealing the day and performing it successfully.

She exchanged the money for the strange thing pseudo-treasure in exchange for Zhang Ping's Yuan Baby!

At this moment, Zhang Ping is about to die, and the out-of-body Yuan Infant is still an "object" belonging to Zhang Ping.

This primordial infant seems to be active, and it seems to be a dead thing, but because Zhang Ping's own breath has declined to the extreme, the nature of this primordial infant is closer to a dead thing.

Stealing the sky and changing the sun is a strange way method that can exchange dust for stars.

Its nature is strange and unpredictable, and it is closer to the realm of rules.

It's just that Song Ciwan's current cultivation is limited, and it is far from reaching the point of exchanging dust for stars.

In this case, the more "advanced" she is to trade it for the target item, the less power she will need to exert and the higher the success rate of the exchange.

Song Ciwan exchanged the pseudo-treasure money for this yuan baby, which really took out the "cannon", which can be regarded as attaching great importance to this thing.

And this attention was not in vain, in an instant, that terrifying Yuan Infant fell into the hands of Song Ciwan!

The moment Yuan Ying started it, Song Ciwan immediately felt a slight itch in his palm.

It is clear that there are countless tentacles drilled out of the Yuan Baby, and it seems that they are about to drill into Song Ciwan's palm!

But Song Ciwan has now cultivated to the fourth layer of the Thunder Fire Devouring Body Technique, reaching the realm of Kaiyuan Vientiane. In this realm, her skin, bones, muscles and flesh seem to be the same as ordinary, but in fact, she has long been like copper skin and iron bones-

This is not an ordinary copper skin and iron bone, it should be the copper of the first mountain, the copper of ten thousand refinements, the iron of the sky, and the gold essence in the iron.

The countless tentacles that stretched out from the Yuan Infant only tickled Song Ciwan.

The next moment, her palm was forced, and the divine power was infinitely unleashed.

Under the pressure of infinite power, the Yuan Infant in the palm of his hand immediately died down.

And Zhang Ping, who was sitting at the corner of the mine, finally lost all her breath at this moment, and she died.

When the master died, Yuanying naturally had no owner.

Song Ciwan pinched the Yuan Infant and sent it into the scales, and the scales showed: [Yuan Baby, containing the damaged Yuan Infant of the larvae of the ancient god Zerg, is half dead and can be sold. 】

Hey?

Ancient god Zerg larvae?

Song Ciwan's heart suddenly moved slightly, this was the first time she had seen such an explanation in the scales.

When Ye Sheng received the golden pill before, the explanation given by the scale was: the golden pill containing the eggs of the ancient god Zerg.

At this time, the explanation given by Tianli Scales is: it contains the larvae of the ancient god Zerg.

Song Ciwan remembered the fragments of Zhang Ping's heart and demons that he had seen before, and immediately realized:

For the monks of Jindan Dao, during the foundation building period, the Dao foundation in their body only contained one seed, although this seed was the seed of the ancient god Zerg, but the seed did not hatch, and the impact on the human body was actually limited.

When it came to the Jindan stage, this seed was perfected, and it was wrapped in the Jindan, becoming a complete egg of the ancient god Zerg.

However, insect eggs are insect eggs after all, and insect eggs have not yet hatched, so the average Jindan monk is still more human than "insect nature" emotionally speaking.

For example, in Zhang Ping's memory, she was immortal in the Jindan period, and she still had an obvious heart for the Tao.

But when the baby is born, the eggs begin to hatch!

The eggs in the hatch will begin to emit all kinds of strange substances, which will imperceptibly affect the monk's mind.

As in Zhang Ping's memory, when he cultivated to the Yuan infant stage, Zhang Ping, who was originally immortal, suddenly began to become moody.

There is often nameless anger that grows from the bottom of her heart, causing her to have all kinds of violent thoughts for no reason.

Cultivating immortals is always angry, is this normal?

The New Year is coming, I wish every reader and friend to see the dragon is happy, the blue sea is long, and the dragon will turn into a dragon when it encounters the wind and clouds!

The New Year is full of weather, and everything is victorious!