Immortal Devil Transformation

Five Red Robe clerics walked extremely slowly, and their toes slowly dragged on the ground almost like the bottom of a mop.

Zhang Ping did not send any urging. For those who have travelled in such places for 10 consecutive days, there is no difference between waiting for dozens more stops and waiting dozens less. Only in the past years, none of the myriad explorers of Purgatory Mountain entering the Heavenly Devil's Plains has ever discovered such a strange place.

In the records of Purgatory Mountain, the Explorer discovered pieces of the blades of the soldiers, and some remnants of the palace, but never found stones similar to the face of the Demon King.

Whether it's the totem, the mark of the practice, or anything else, Zhang Ping can at least be sure that the clear five officials, as well as some textures on the stone, are definitely from the practitioner… or from the legendary hand of the true “demon”, but never from nature.

The enormous face surrounded by the lava river seemed to shake a tremendous amount of magic at this time, making his body start to tremble unconsciously.

Five Red Robe clerics approached the building wreckage on the edge of the Lava River.

Because Purgatory Mountain Teachers need more powerful power, this time they themselves have entered the very depths of Heaven and Demon Plains. At this moment, the scenes that have never appeared in this record may have great opportunities. If discovered, it is likely that their future position in Purgatory Mountains will be completely different, but they are equally well aware that the more this unknown land truly is filled with unknown dangers.

Every time they drag a step on the ground, their hearts twitch once, and they start secreting something they don't secrete on weekdays, like they're fighting a powerful opponent.

The remnants of the black and red palaces are made of condensed lava, and these red robe clerics have been slow enough and gentle enough, yet the black and red stones are the next layer of dust that has begun to tumble as they approach the collapsed stones on the periphery.

It's just a slight vibration, powdering some of the faulty layers, half the size of the previous one.

The sun in the sky was isolated by smoke and volcanic ash, some dim and showing a strange grey red colour, yet the five red robe clerics still saw unusual reflections for the first time, and then their bodies rapidly became stiff and their breathing stopped.

That's the reflection of Mori Cold Metal.

In black and red rocks, dust, and flame and red magma, there is an extraordinary tinge at this moment.

Five Red Robe clerics saw that it seemed to be a human form of armor, half amputated body immersed in a lava stream, half amputated body lying on shore. The blue-red armor withstood the constant brushing of the magma without a slight change, even immersed in the lower half of the magma stream, with some slight redness.

With a strong heart of shock and ecstasy, all five Red Robe clerics who had returned slightly to God raised their hands.

Zhang Ping closed his eyes.

His teeth chewed slightly in a lattice, and he also began to walk extremely cautiously and slowly.

Following the marks dragged out by the five Red Robe clerics, he reached behind the five Red Robe clerics.

In the terrible heat of the lava river, he began to sweat heavily, but his breathing paused uncontrollably.

He is a student of Qingyu Heavenly Engineering Department and a specialized supervisory workshop in Purgatory Mountain, contacting the refining process of a large number of soul soldiers in Purgatory Mountain, so he can be sure that there is no artisan or workshop in this world that can refine armor that can withstand heat and wear to this extent.

And he sees no rock on the surface of the armor, which suggests that there is some kind of special treatment on the surface, so that when the magma cools, it doesn't condense on its surface.

Most importantly, he saw a pattern that was completely different from today's.

The stripes on this armor are much deeper and thicker than they are in today's practitioner's world and look simpler.

This rune, his first feeling, is that the power of the soul flows more smoothly and intensely within.

He made a gesture to the five Red Robe priests in front of him.

The five Red Robe priests can only move forward.

Zhang Ping only moved again and followed him when he had reached the armor.

The surface blue and red armor was close to Zhang Ping's eyes.

It looks like this armor surface has no damage whatsoever.

“Drag it out. ”

He gave orders to the five Red Robe priests in a very low state.

Five Red Robe priests thought this armor would end their nightmarish quest and give them a completely different place in Purgatory Mountain, shaking their bodies even harder.

Yet the moment they bent over, the corner of his mouth snapped.

“Don't move! ”

A palpitating order came out of Zhang Ping's mouth.

All these Red Robe priests immediately gathered their eyes on Zhang Ping's body.

Zhang Ping looked at the armor and felt a great fear emanating from the armor for a moment, but he couldn't understand why he was suddenly so afraid.

Also at this time, a dull, thunderous roar sounded behind the Zhang EQUAL.

“What is that! ”

A Red Robe cleric couldn't help but howl in fear.

A giant with red skin, roaring from afar.

His figure was like three people below, two of them stacked together, unusually bright, facial, on the body, but without a single hair.

His five officers looked no different, but his mouth was like a wolf's fang.

His hands grabbed a chunky chain with two giant blades like a sickle.

His breath was horrible and the air around him was distorted by the shock.

However, Zhang EQUAL's first instinct is that the smell of this giant is not like a practitioner at all, but the smell of a demonic beast!

It's supposed to be some kind of humanoid demon beast.

However, the demon beast has a soldier's blade, which has completely overturned the concept in the minds of practitioners.

……

Zhang Ping's face turned pale.

Whatever it is, with each other so far apart, his breath is so terrifying that he can feel it, he has understood that the other's power is not at all comparable at this moment.

It was almost a subconscious intuitive reaction, and the soul power in his body began to flutter, dramatically flowing through his body, accumulating in several veins of blood.

On his skin, the blood vessels began to protrude.

All the red robe clerics beside him, and the soul power in his body began to run.

Heaven and Earth's energy on the banks of this lava river became raging as these practitioners prepared for the natural reaction to battle.

The smell shook onto the armor lying by the river.

Then there was a breath, and it came out of the inscription on the armor.

Zhang Ping turned around at this moment.

He saw that armor with a deep, thick symbol that glowed like electricity!

The original blue and red armor, at this moment, turned iron and grey, emitting red and red flames inside, emitting more terrifying heat than magma.

Boom!

Armor stands upright.

Flaming magma and waves.

All the red robe clerics screamed in horror.

The lower part of this armor rotates in the magma stream, not the legs, but a solid metal wheel!

Just relying on the rapid rotation of this metal wheel, this armor stands up and rushes ashore!

Armored arms front-end, not hands, but two stubborn beasts!

Only at this moment, one red spot in the mouth of the two beasts, two pillars of fire rushed out, rushing against two red robe clerics who could not react at all because of the shock.

The bodies of the two Red Robe priests were instantly distorted by the flames, the whole person was as fragile as a piece of paper, and many holes appeared in the back of his heel, blasting out a flame.

“When!”

One * of the Red Robe clerics stabbed the armor so hard that it didn't leave a mark at all, and the powerful impact seemed to be offset by a rotating metal wheel beneath the armor, whose body didn't even shake at all noticeably.

The blood in Zhang Ping has become incredibly hot.

The flesh and blood vessels in his body began to swell, yet his heart was unusually cold.

He finally understood where the fear of talent originated.

This armor is a little too thick and a little too heavy… unless it is worn by a thin and extremely powerful practitioner.

Or, it's not an armor at all, it's a metal puppet! A metal puppet that resembles a guard machine including a puppet, but is obviously more powerful… powerful enough that he may not necessarily be able to deal with it even if he completes his magic!

A miserable divine colour floated in his face.

Nobody knows what's in his head at this moment.

All the Red Robe clerics who had fallen completely into fear and were waiting for his orders did not wait for his orders.

Zhang Ping just flew wildly out.

He headed towards the center of the valley, the giant face surrounded by the lava.

Several Red Robe cleric brains followed him blankly.

As the giant face continued for dozens of steps, two red sickle blades swept across, and the red robe clerics screamed simultaneously, cutting their bodies into two sections at the same time.

The sickle-shaped demon beast shouted, the sickle blade broke open and swept towards Zhang Ping's back.

By then, Zhang Ping had completed the demonic transformation.

He also roared, exhausting his power, jumped up and jumped towards the huge man's face.

He had no idea what was happening to the giant face wrapped in this magma. His body was just filled with tremendous resentment and violence, and even if he were to die, he would die in a place that had never been recorded.

When he landed on this face, he saw this face full of magic, like he was laughing at him.

The mouth of a man's face is open, dark and dark, and seems to lead to hell.

Zhang Ping's face twisted again, and he closed his eyes and threw himself into his face's open mouth.

Whoo!

As soon as his shadow fell into darkness, two red sickles crossed him where his shadow disappeared.

An air wave erupted from the mouth of a human face, like a hiccup struck by a demon king.