Immortal Devil Transformation

In mid-August, when the wutong trees in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou began to fall, the Great Reckless Seven Roads Army ended its previous steadfastness and began a full-line raid, launching a series of fierce attacks.

Yunqin has gathered more than 600,000 people in the regular army in Nanling Province. Instead, it has advantages over the successively increased large reckless army, and the party defending the city pool itself takes advantage of the land, so in a few days, the casualties of the reckless army are very serious.

But even so, the offensive of the reckless army is not diminished. The color on the faces of all the leaders of Yunqin in Nanling Province is increasingly cold and heavy.

The dramatic change in Imperial City of Zhongzhou not only turned the great counter-attack that the military has begun to breed into a shadow, but in the case of the reckless army, which injures itself by 1,000 and injures the enemy by 800, all the Yunqin army's reserve supplies in the southern Linghang province will be problematic.

Under the fierce attack of the reckless army day after day, the death and injuries of both sides were very serious, I'm afraid it won't take more than ten days, the casualties of both sides will be more than half. At that time, the Yunqin army's defense in Nanling Province will not be as complete as it is now, like a rainbow cloth was punched through many holes. By then, the reckless army will have the ability to make some penetration, and the battle will have to go from a positive phase to a surprising one.

While the number of reckless troops will still be much smaller than the Yunqin army, their supply will be fine, and some arrows and crossbows and other weapons will prevail. On the other hand, Yunqin's military food, I'm afraid there will be problems. If some armies are seized or burned because of the penetration and division of the reckless army, and even the original grain warehouse, some of Yunqin's armies will definitely starve, and their fighting power will be greatly reduced.

According to the Yunqin military's own estimation and assessment of the previous commander's record of the Heavenly Moon, without special support, the battle situation in Nanling Province will be extremely dangerous.

Most importantly, the Yunqin army is still unable to stop the war situation from moving in the direction that the Yunqin moon wants.

……

On the south side of Falling Star Lake, the smell of the moon riding a war horse, looking at the glittering Falling Star Lake, in contemplation.

The previously hidden blue color on his face was almost invisible, because he was himself a very strong saint, even if Ni Hao year, a practitioner who had gone far beyond the concept of sainthood, and when he was truly opposed to his enemies, who would really live, who would not be afraid to die, but would have to know only by imagination, but also after a real life confrontation, so in order not to stop his soul power from gushing, he was wearing nothing but a commander-in-chief with no complete seal, his defense could not be said to be extremely strong, but at this moment he was wearing a long blood-red cape, but a flaming mountain symbol wrapped around, separate sight and authority.

More than a dozen reckless generals, not far behind him, looked at his back in awe and some chills, at this blood-red cape.

Most of these reckless generals do not want to see the astonishing deaths and injuries of the reckless army in recent days, but they dare not object at all to the order of the heavenly moon.

Because in the face of a repugnant important cleric of Purgatory Mountain, the smell of Purgatory Mountain used the most direct method to kill the important cleric of Purgatory Mountain, and Purgatory Mountain Teacher sent only such a cape.

This bloodthirsty cloak represents the satisfaction and support of the Purgatory Mountain Teacher for smelling the work of the Moon.

So on this front line, if there is an opposite reckless general, there are only two outcomes, one being killed directly and the other being sent back to Purgatory Mountain as slaves for eternity.

……

Between the end of the summer, which is about to pass, and the coming autumn, the mountains of purgatory remain as hot and rainy as ever.

Zhang Ping has worn a red cleric uniform embroidered with the Purgatory Mountain flame symbol, wearing a bloody red high hat, he has disengaged from heavy physical miscellaneous service, what he does every day is to supervise some workshops, and to work with some of the only Purgatory Mountain disciples like him who are qualified to enter the factory, carrying out some soul soldier manufacturing that is very difficult for ordinary craftsmen and difficult to guarantee the success rate.

At the same time, some of the old priests in Purgatory Mountain who specialize in practice will also begin to teach him some of Purgatory Mountain practice and combat techniques, in accordance with the practice of Purgatory Mountain.

Even if it has been completely like a true disciple of Purgatory Mountain, completely isolated from Yun Qin, there is no connection, but just based on the increasing number of rushing laboratories, some high-end armaments relative to the ordinary army are beginning to be manufactured in large quantities, Zhang Ping knows that Heavenly Moon is already brewing a big storm on Purgatory Mountain, or that this big storm has already started, the reckless army and Yun Qin army are engaged in a more brutal battle than Nanbao.

Every day, Zhang Ping has tried to make himself forget the fact that he is a Yunqin, so that he is the right hidden person.

However, even if he had been able to see the thick and numb Mori Cold Army Blade, and thought that these blades would eventually pierce the body of the Yun Qin people, and no longer tremble at all, many times he still couldn't help but sound the ever-pure fragrance, thinking of the Yun Qin woman hiding. She gave him a thorough look at every part of her body, and he did it, and he looked very clearly, and then he was even harder to forget.

Many times he suddenly woke up from the nightmare, haunted by her sometimes hot and hot, and sometimes the cold body tangled, thinking of her last eyes when she went to die, he couldn't tell, thinking of whether his heart became harder or soft and fragile at every moment of her life.

There was another rain in Purgatory Mountain.

Another feast for bonded slaves.

Listening to the rain and the hidden slave cheer, looking at Zhang Ping with some hollow eyes, the old Purgatory Mountain cleric who taught Zhang Ping how to practice stopped, shook his head and sighed softly: “You are a very kind child, but I wonder, why did you still reveal the ever-pure fragrance that day? ”

Zhang Ping's heart twitched instantly, but became extremely cold. He looked up at the face with some blue and black spots. There were several wrinkles like knives on his forehead, but in his eyes was an old Purgatory Mountain cleric with kindness and pity, and he drowned his head again, "I'm afraid because she would have many reckless people to die in Yun Qin's hands, and... I don't think she could have escaped from the great recklessness to return to Yun Qin. ”

The old Purgatory Mountain Cleric sighed, “The biggest reason, I'm afraid, is the latter? ”

Zhang Ping's head dropped even lower, but he stopped making noise.

“Regardless of our status, we are always just individuals, in the mountains of purgatory, not many disciples like you.” The old Purgatory Mountain Cleric looked at Zhang Ping, but his voice suddenly dropped, so low that it could only be heard between two people, but the tone was suddenly very serious: “People have some selfishness, and I naturally have some selfishness, you are my favorite student... so listen carefully... your work attitude and previous performance are very satisfying, and you have passed the test of loyalty to Purgatory Mountain, so this season, your name is on it. ”

Zhang Ping couldn't understand what season and what name was on it, so his mouth was slightly trembling and he couldn't help but lift his head up.

But without waiting for him to make any noise, the old Purgatory Mountain Cleric is yet another very harsh, very low scolding: “Demonic... your name, on the list of practicing demonic transformation. ”

Zhang Ping suddenly took a breath and his face was slightly white.

The news was too shocking and unexpected for him, so at one point, he was just a little numb and had no idea whether it was fear or surprise or any other emotion.

“Don't think of practicing magic as a fun thing. ”

The old Purgatory Mountain Cleric's eyes closed and he whispered coldly: “Magic change… Everyone knows that it is the strongest practice of Purgatory Mountain, it has become a disciple of Magic change Purgatory Mountain, and will become an apostle. In the future, he can become an elder, an unknown person, naturally think it is a great honor, one step up to the heavens, and in the future, he will naturally become the reckless and most noble person. But you have to understand, cultivating demons can be extremely difficult and extremely dangerous. Among the ten disciples of Mount Purgatory who are qualified to practise magic, only 11 out of 2 can succeed, and most of those who fail to succeed will die directly, and only a few will be fortunate enough to survive. ”

Zhang Ping's lips trembled slightly and looked at the old Purgatory Mountain Cleric, still unable to make a sound for a moment.

“I'm the one who's lucky enough to survive, but the pain in the marrow these years is hard for people to understand.” Seeing Zhang Ping seemed to understand the interests, the old Purgatory Mountain cleric looked calm, slowly: “We had 26 people practicing magic in the season, and eventually only three succeeded, plus me and one luck, but the body couldn't resist, not dead, the remaining 21 people died. ”

“Teacher, what do you mean?” Zhang Ping took a deep breath and went down to give a gift to the old Purgatory Mountain cleric.

The old Purgatory Mountain cleric sighed: “We in Purgatory Mountain will never give our disciples the right to choose… these things, I reveal to you, are a violation of the rules of Purgatory Mountain, if the elders know, I will be severely punished. All the verification and selection is done in the dark, and you, the people on this season's list, are going to be arranged to do something in the next few decades, and you don't feel different at all, but your performance in doing that will ultimately determine if you will be chosen to practice magic. There are more than fifty people on the list this season, and more than twenty should be selected in the end. If you do well because of the assignments that are scheduled for you, and you fall into the final 20 + people, you have to practise magic, or you die, or you are thrown into the deepest mine, until you die. I told you these things, if you want to practice the demonic transformation, you have the opportunity to make your own choices, only your decision… If you want to practice the demonic transformation, you can choose to double your efforts and performance in the next few decades, and if you don't want to practice the demonic transformation, you can deliberately underperform. ”

“Thank you teacher for giving me the opportunity to make my choice.” Zhang Ping lay in front of the old Purgatory Mountain Cleric and could not stand up for a moment.

The old Purgatory Mountain Cleric could not see his face and could not see the expression on his face.

Nobody in the world knows Zhang Ping's true mood at this moment, and what was in his mind during this time.

The only thing we know is his decision.

“Teacher, I have decided to redouble my efforts to qualify for the training of demons.” He lay low and eventually the old Purgatory Mountain Cleric heard him say this.

The old Purgatory Mountain cleric respected Zhang Ping's decision, nodded and sighed silently.