Tan Yunxiang is closest to Zhang Ping, but that's true. Tan Yunxiang is the most desperate: she attacked.

The flying sword turned into a cold light and swept towards the insects that surrounded Zhang Ping.

As the most powerful attack method for cultivators, Flying Sword is of course also Tan Yunxiang’s most powerful attack method now, so he naturally acted subconsciously.

However, the insects were hovering wildly, and the flying sword could not make any progress. When Tan Yunxiang wanted to withdraw the flying sword, she suddenly felt the spiritual consciousness sting. Tan Yunxiang watched his flying sword, wrapped in insects, and then chewed it off!

"Puchi..." The magic weapon flying sword that was melted by the mind was chewed off, and Tan Yunxiang's spiritual consciousness was injured. Although it was not fatal, the damage was still not light.

After gnawing on Tan Yunxiang's flying sword, a group of insects brought a metallic luster and quickly entered the inner circle.

In the inner circle, Zhang Ping, who was wrapped in layers of insects, was not panicked at all. He saw Zhang Ping sitting cross-legged, with the sun shining with real fire all over his body, and insects kept falling.

However, these insects were not completely burned by the sun's true fire. Zhang Ping actually had the heart to control the power of the sun's true fire, leaving behind a few corpses of insects.

A large number of insect carapaces, teeth and other hard parts fell down and fell above Zhang Ping's hands. The flames rolled here, melting these "parts" into a ball.

"Good material!" Zhang Ping's eyes flashed with surprise. Compared with the black iron I used before, this material is full of spirituality, which is a breath of life.

Of course, Zhang Ping also knew that these insects were fed with "humans". But after experiencing the exile space, Zhang Ping no longer cared about these.

People are dead, and they are not killed by themselves. Collecting these materials is for refining weapons, not eating them. It is also a waste if you don’t collect them yourself. It is better to collect them and make some contribution to society.

To take a step back, these believers who believe in cults are also seeking death. What does it have to do with themselves? They are atoneing for them.

Zhang Ping thought in his mind that the sun's true fire rolled on his body and kept refining the insects. As for some mutated and more powerful insects, under the true fire that Zhang Ping, even the Nascent Soul Stage boss was amazed, it was all in vain.

The insects flew over and delivered vegetables one by one. The "ball" on Zhang Ping's hand became bigger and bigger, and it became more and more crystal clear.

I don’t know how long it took, when the ball almost reached a diameter of one foot, and when Zhang Ping was about to increase the power of the sun’s true fire again to purify the worms around him suddenly disappeared.

When I looked up, I saw Fan Chengyun staring at him.

Zhang Ping stretched out his hand: "Uncle Fan, these are the essence of insects, and I have refined them all. Considering that these things are a bit weird, I handed them over to the country. I feel that this kind of material can refine good magic weapons, but I can't refine magic weapons yet."

As he said that, Zhang Ping looked at Huang Shaowu, a big boss with white hair on his head next to him, "Hello Uncle Huang."

Huang Shaowu nodded.

At this time, the ball had not cooled down yet, and the rolling high temperature made Fan Chengyun frown a little. But looking at the spiritually rolling ball of 'solution', Fan Chengyun nodded, "Change this thing and treat it for Tan Yunxiang."

"Okay." Zhang Ping crossed his legs and slowly cooled down.

Fan Chengyun turned around and shrugged at several Nascent Soul-stage bosses who were rushing to see him, "Look, I'll just say this guy is fine."

Huang Shaowu looked at Zhang Ping's hand slowly cooling down, and the black crystal luster material gradually appeared, and his eyes narrowed: "We don't want anything this time, let's share half of this thing."

"Haha..." Fan Chengyun turned around and left, "Brothers settle the accounts clearly, so everyone should settle the accounts according to the conditions they had previously agreed. If it becomes a confusing account, then you will not be a confusing account."

"..." Huang Shaowu grabbed the fingers, but finally hesitated and did not grab nine holes in this guy's head.

Zhang Ping quickly cooled the material and threw it to Tan Yunxiang, who was pale next to him. "Sister Tan, what's wrong with you? Are you scared?"

Tan Yunxiang forced a smile; I had many questions and didn't know where to complain.

Before Zhang Ping could respond, he stood up and patted his butt, and came to the friends, looked at everyone's pale faces, and then looked at the "corpses" lying all over the ground, and said nothing.

I didn't expect that after just two steps, I saw a 'corpse' twitching.

Zhang Ping was shocked.

When I turned my head, I saw a policeman holding anesthesia gun. As long as the "corpse" twitched, I would make up for it.

"Oh, anesthesia gun." Zhang Ping patted his chest, thinking he was zombie just now.

But then again, the people are a little bit practicing and have strong physical fitness; but because the people's cultivation level is different and the physical fitness is very different, the amount of anesthetic drugs is difficult to control.

If you use too much anesthetic medicine, you will die. So the police uncles can only replenish it again and again. The dosage is very small every time, but the medicine cannot be stopped. As long as the convulsions and struggles are obvious, you will make up for a while.

Next to them were military ambulances flying in rows, bringing the "corpses" on the ground onto the vehicle; then the ambulances flew away in rows.

These people are parasitized by insects or controlled by cults. Ordinary hospitals cannot handle them and can only be sent to military hospitals.

Zhang Ping soon came to the front of the detached villa and found that police and soldiers had already come in and out, and rows of hostages were rescued. However, the hostages were immediately stabbed with anesthesia guns and put down directly - don't cheer, you will have to interrogate them again.

As for the cult inside, in addition to shackles and collars, the cult personnel were also knocked down with anesthesia guns. Now they have to catch the living mouth.

Zhang Ping looked at it for a while and couldn't help but touch his head, "Is this over?"

Huang Shaowu floated to Zhang Ping, holding a white hair, which scared Zhang Ping. "Hold the grass, Uncle Huang, you are so naughty."

"Bang!" Huang Shaowu patted Zhang Ping's head, "The whole city's Nascent Soul Stage has been dispatched, and they can't escape at all. But you, I heard that those cult personnel killed you at all costs?"

"Kill me?" Zhang Ping looked at the sky with a sudden realization, "Oh, it turns out they are going to kill me. I thought they were giving me materials."

"..." Huang Shaowu turned around and left, the bear boy was helpless.

Zhang Ping chased behind Huang Shaowu, "Uncle Huang, how did you enter the house and save the hostages?"

"Thanks to you that you found the bug. Later, there was no bug monitoring. A master of Nascent Soul used his special Five Elements Escape Technique to enter the house and directly imprison everyone. Then we rushed in."

"So that's it." Zhang Ping nodded, but learned a little in his heart: the Five Elements Escape Technique. It seems that he will also prevent this problem in the future.

After a while, everyone retreated. As a special person, Zhang Ping also entered the villa with Fan Chengyun. Everyone needed Zhang Ping's eyes to see if there was anything else here.

Not thinking that as soon as he entered the gate, Zhang Ping yelled and jumped out again.
Chapter completed!