Immortal Devil Transformation

A team of dozens of Red Robe priests and two fire-queller-driven Purgatory Mountains crossed Qianxia Mountain and entered Nanling Province.

In order to avoid the horrors of the world, both firemen were dressed in special black cloaks, revealing only their eyes and, from the outside, just two giants of enormous stature.

The Yun Qin practitioners and the Yun Qin army observed in the dark along the way were somewhat confused. In this team in Purgatory Mountain, all the red robe clerics changed their clothes after entering the territory of Nanling Province. Although they still appeared brighter in the white snow, the pattern on the red robe was no longer the flame, but the pattern of an eight-armed demon king.

All the red robe clerics were always neatly arranged before and after the giant crowd, did not leave the line one step, and did not talk to any Yun Qin people at all. The route chosen was to try to bypass the densely populated towns, and walked not on the main road. However, the vigilant and covert observation of the Yun Qin soldiers and practitioners of this team found it appalling, when some villages along the way began to find this strange and mysterious team, people began to follow behind the team, and more and more people came.

Even more shocking and puzzling to these Yunqin practitioners and soldiers is that the people who arrive do not seem to be reckless sneakers or practitioners of Purgatory Mountain, but ordinary Yunqin people!

This line of Purgatory Mountains has remained silent, and all the Red Robe clerics are moving fast… However, in such ice and snow, the ordinary people of Yunqin, like the most devout believers, are able to keep up with this line, and always respectfully follow a few miles away, do not dare to disturb this line of Purgatory Mountains.

……

Zeng softly sat in the idle wooden building of Dongjingling.

In the battle between Dongjing, Shaohua and Falling Star, he has already been the Supreme Guardian of Dongjingling appointed by Gu Yunjing. After Gu Yunjing's death, he has become the second figure in the military of the entire southern Lingling Province, with absolute power on the southern side.

After the snow began to fall in Dongjingling, he frequently went to watch the idle Taoist to make fruit and make yellow wine.

At this moment, there is a plate of dried fruit with salt on it, and a pot of old yellow wine opened by the ungrateful Taoist.

Yellow wine warms up in an iron pot.

A sudden sound of footsteps reached the door without even knocking on it. A middle-aged general with all his black armor covered in white snowflakes pushed the door open and a cold breeze caught in front of Zeng Soft, nervous: “The Purgatory Mountain team has reached outside Dongjing Mausoleum. ”

He raised his head softly and looked at his ministry. There was no sign of nervousness and anxiety, but a slight dissatisfaction appeared on his calm face. "What's the rush? The wine has been blown cold. ”

After the Chiba Guan Festival, at least the southern border guard military has reached some kind of acquiescence with Qingyu College, but the vast majority of the military are because the respect for Lin Yu and some Yun Qin practitioners' actions overwhelms the idea of loyalty King, so for Zeng Soft, it is best to close one eye, just don't know, the two are not related, so it is not difficult and tangled.

The ministry will follow Zeng Soft for many years. He fully understands Zeng Soft's heart. At this time, when he heard Zeng Soft's words, he laughed bitterly, explaining: “General... there are so many people following the Purgatory Mountain team, you can see. ”

Hearing the words of the ministry general, the dissatisfaction on the once soft face quickly disappeared, he did nothing more, but stood up an umbrella, attacked a single suit, like a piece of stone spinning on the water, floating extremely fast, before the horse behind him reached the corner of the city wall.

The city building does not need brass eagle eyes to fly in the snow. Once soft, you can clearly see which row is coming towards the East View Mausoleum. It seems to be going around the team from the west side of the East View Mausoleum.

His eyebrows swung unconsciously and his calm face began to fill with true shock.

The Purgatory Mountain team in the front is still the dozens of Red Robe clerics and a giant monster, with no slight change, but there are thousands of followers in the back.

Thousands of reckless guards are nothing to him, but now thousands, at first glance, are ordinary Yunqin people!

In the end, what happened that brought so many ordinary people from Yunqin together behind the Purgatory Mountain team?

And this Purgatory Mountain Corps is just passing through a sparsely populated area in half the South Ring province.

The previous ministry will come to him again with a rush of footsteps, and take a look at the team traveling in the snow, the ministry will whisper, “General, let this team continue like this, I'm afraid the followers will have to multiply, if anything changes, I'm afraid it won't be cleaned up... what action should we take? ”

I thought softly and calmly: “I'll go out and see for myself. ”

The minister had no objection, but just as Zeng Soo began to move again, he shouted in surprise: "General, they stopped. ”

Once soft, he turned around and looked, but only under the reflection of thousands of Yunqin people in the rear, the team that appeared increasingly mysterious, has completely stopped and stopped in front of a gazebo next to the road.

He suddenly thought of something, he looked up into the sky, and in the sky, he saw a few faint yellow lights that were falling rapidly.

“It's none of our business. ”

Once took a soft and deep breath, he turned softly to his ministry and said: "As for why this is happening, Lin Xie will definitely give us a statement. ”

……

Heavy giant stumps stop rubbing against ice and snow.

Zhang Ping, who seemed to be asleep, raised his head slowly and drooped low.

All the Purgatory Mountain Red Robe clerics began to disperse, leave the giant beard, and then take out a tent with a small metal link from behind the heavy package. During the hectares, many red and red metal films, as thin as cowhide, supported the connection, surrounded the beard and built a temple.

All the red robe clerics finally relieved themselves and started walking further away, only a few miles away to start spreading waterproof bedding and resting.

Zhang Ping looked at the temporarily stitched red palace, and the brilliant craftsmen of Purgatory Mountain were able to stitch the seams of the palace without even flying in the snow. However, he did not have any appreciation for this craftsmanship in his eyes. The palace was able to block the snow falling from the sky, but it was unable to stop the snow drifting from his heart.

He promised to cross Qianxia Mountain before Qianxia Mountain snowflakes.

That's exactly what he did, but this year's mountain closure in Qianxia Mountain is a lot earlier than in previous years.

So even though he entered Yunqin on a scheduled date, he actually crossed Qianxia Mountain after the snowfall, is that still against his promise?

……

Lin Xi walked down the Shenmu flying crane that landed in front of this metal palace.

He knew that Purgatory Mountain had something to discover and track down Shenmu Fei Crane, so he knew that Zhang Ping would surely know their arrival in advance.

This metallic palace in front is not magnificent, but at this moment it is amazing enough and miraculous.

The people of Yunqin, far from the rear, like devout believers, are also shocking enough to put unknown psychological pressure on people.

Lin Xi also found this quickly stitched temple amazing. The unnamed Yunqin people also shocked him, but before he walked into this metal temple, he smiled slightly at all the young people in the college behind him and said: “You don't have to be so serious... do you want Zhang Ping inside to invite everyone to eat barbecue? ”

Jiang laughed and others laughed.

Everyone understands what Lin Xi means… Regardless of Zhang Ping's identity and appearance, Lin Xi thinks this is a meeting between friends and the same window.

Zhang Ping heard Lin Xi's words in the giant jar.

He thought about it, stood up, and walked down the giant hunk.

The temple is not very large, however, as all the red robe clerics move away, the temple appears extraordinarily quiet and the unusually monotonous metallic colour appears to kill in the forest cold.

Lin Xi and Qin Xiayue and others walked in.

In this cold-blooded metallic palace, the young college men who met again had no smile on their faces.

Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping, dressed in the Purgatory Mountain Palm Teaching Divine Robe. He walked up and patted Zhang Ping's shoulder. He said seriously: “Now that he's back, relax. It's so easy to get over it. Everyone meets again. If you're so serious, I'm happy, but I can't laugh. ”

Zhang Ping nodded, did not speak immediately, but walked back to the giant, sat very tired.

“I understand. ”

After he sat down, he looked at Lin Xie and all of them, and a bit of a harsh softness said: "I just spent too long in Purgatory Mountain and forgot how to laugh. ”

That sentence silenced everyone for a long time.

“After all, we won.” Lin Xi knew that nothing consoling meant much, and he also walked up to the giant hull and sat down in front of Zhang Ping.

Jiang Jiaoyi and others looked at each other and walked up to the giant mausoleum, just as they sat around the campfire and sat down casually.

“Are you badly hurt?” Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping and asked softly: “Are you okay? ”

Zhang Ping shook his head slowly: “It was serious, but now it's holding up. ”

Lin Xi nodded. He couldn't help but turn his head to Qin Xieyun, but he reacted again, holding on hard. Because after the conversation in that valley, he understood that Qin Xieyue meant that he could not impose his will on Qin Xieyue.

“Everything is going to be okay and it's going to be okay.” So he smiled sincerely, looking at Zhang Ping, and said softly: “Now that you're back, what are you going to do next? ”