…
As Ying Ping said that, he grabbed with one hand.
It was as if he was grabbing tofu, and he easily grabbed it into the cement grave.
Kacha…Kacha…
The digging speed was not fast, and the rubble piled up. Ying Ping's figure was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Dong…
Soon, the sound of gravel falling to the ground could be heard.
Ying Ping grabbed at it and actually passed through it.
When he pulled his hand back, a cave appeared in front of him.
He found it.
Ying Ping quickly widened the cave and jumped into it.
"Hanging coffins, return to the Revolving Dragon Stage!"
"Interesting!"
Ying Ping stood in the tomb chamber, looking at the stone coffin that was chained to a pond by thick chains.
He muttered.
If he hadn't dug his way in, he really wouldn't have known that it was like this inside.
Most people buried their ancestors with a ground burial, digging a hole casually.
The Tong family had built an underground tomb.
Although it wasn't big.
But he was extremely particular.
If you were to ask about the details, I'm sorry, but Ying Ping couldn't tell you.
Ying Ping squatted down and touched the water under the coffin.
A warm feeling made him smile.
"I was wondering how there could be no water in the tomb!”
"Using the mountains as its body, the hot springs as its blood, and the hanging coffins as its spirit, this is really ridiculous!”
He had been curious when he was observing his surroundings just now.
Where did the water go?
A good tomb without water was like eating instant noodles without seasoning.
Ying Ping stood up and clapped his hands, then leaped onto the coffin.
With a slap, the lid of the coffin was opened as smooth as milk.
He looked down.
An old man in embroidered clothes, whose body had not rotted, but who died with his eyes wide open, was lying quietly in a coffin in a very strange state.
Ying Ping reached out his hand and touched his throat, top of his head, lower abdomen, and lower genitals.
Lower Yin…
"Hmm?"
"Cut?"
"Ah, this…"
"Is the Tong family so cruel to their elders?”
"In order to prevent the loss of luck, he actually cut this thing off. The last bit of Yang qi is tied up in his body, and even if it's burned, it won't be able to escape!!”
This situation once again refreshed Ying Ping's understanding.
"But this is also good. In this situation, the corpse Gu refined will be even more ferocious. When the time comes, I will release the corpse Gu and let it follow the guidance of the bloodline to find the Tong family to play!!!”
After saying that.
Ying Ping picked up the corpse, his hands continuously moving.
A series of soul-chasing voices came out of Ying Ping's mouth.
Under Ying Ping's refining, the corpse began to swell up bit by bit.
His fingernails began to grow crazily.
The newly grown sharp teeth knocked down his flat teeth.
The originally dull and lifeless eyeball had now completely disappeared.
Only the white of his eyes remained.
At this time, a golden light flashed on Ying Ping's hand.
A palm struck out like a golden knife slicing through.
Chi...
The corners of the corpse's mouth were instantly cut open by Ying Ping.
Sharp and terrifying teeth grew crazily along the corners of his mouth.
The corpse began to tremble, and a dark gray gas kept spurting out of the corpse.
It was accompanied by an extremely stinky smell.
"Ugh…"
"Cough cough cough…"
"Ugh…"
Ying Ping almost vomited when he smelled it.
Any normal person would not be able to tolerate this smell.
It was too disgusting.
As the gas was expelled, the slightly plump and swollen corpse became lean and capable, and the full muscles in the body became dry.
It was as if he was skin and bones.
"Hah!"
"I will use my blood to make you acknowledge me as your master. From now on, I will live and you will live.!!!”
Ying Ping gave a loud shout, then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The tip of his tongue was bitten by him.
A blood arrow flew into the Gu's glabella.
At this moment.
A red dot the size of a needle tip appeared in the corpse's originally lifeless pupils.
It was often said that the finishing touch could not be applied to things that were too lifelike or special.
The eyes were an indispensable part of everything.
It was also an indispensable part of triggering the spirits of heaven and earth.
With eyes, there was hope.
There was a chance of survival.
Today, Ying Ping had given the zombie insect an eye. From then on, the zombie insect was no longer a zombie.
He was no longer afraid of the sun, the glutinous rice peach wood sword, the rooster blood, and other things that were of extreme yang and hardness.
But was that all Ying Ping wanted?
No, it wasn't enough.
The zombie Gu was pulled into the air and bowed five times to Ying Ping.
As the saying goes, the monarch of heaven and earth is close to the teacher, and the zombie does not enter the six paths.
He was not tolerated by heaven and earth. Today, Ying Ping had refined him into a corpse Gu, pulling him out of the category of zombies.
From now on, this thing would not bow to heaven and earth.
Disrespect ghosts and gods.
Only Ying Ping is respected.
"Very good!"
Bang!
Ying Ping said calmly, and then stepped on the coffin.
The chains around him instantly broke.
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