Immortal Devil Transformation

After many years of fighting, with the death of Qianyiguan's former Purgatory Mountain Master, the war between Qingyu College and Purgatory Mountain ended with the victory of Qingyu College.

The war between Zhang Ping and Lin Xi, in a sense, has already been the civil war of Qingyi College.

In this catastrophe, which completely involved the practitioners of the whole world, none of the other practitioners can be sure that they will survive, except those faithful believers in Zhang Ping, who were reborn by the Lord of Heaven and Demons.

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“I told you I'd make you change your mind. ”

Rumbling heavy objects crushed and indifferent sounds simultaneously entered the house of the Imprisoned Princess of Mount True Dragon.

More than a dozen Purgatory Mountain Red Robe clerics with slightly blue and black faces appeared in front of the Princess.

There is a brand new throne on the gigantic hull, all cast from a variety of broken or even broken spiritual soldiers.

These spiritual soldiers are simply connected by some unique black and red metal from the Purgatory Mountains, all retaining their original appearance, with various breaks and runes emitting an unusual sheen, appearing to be separated by the cold and lukewarm.

Zhang Ping sat on this rugged metal throne with his head slightly overhanging, looking at the elder grandson Mu Moon who could not yet understand the meaning of the sentence.

“Is this a psychological consolation? No other throne can hide the fact that you dare not disengage from that armor. If I'm not mistaken, your armor is either in your throne or beneath you.” Looking at his own Zhang Ping, Chang Sun Muyue said very indifferently and harshly.

Zhang Ping looked at her thin lips and said slowly: “Yun Qin has been saying to you that you are cold, and I think the same is true, you should understand that as long as you follow me and come out to clean up the chapel, there will not be so many people opposed to the Cabinet order at this moment. If you don't stand with me one day, you won't know how many artificial rebellions you'll die. Now you can tolerate countless people dying every day because of your will, so I want to see you watch them die with your own eyes. ”

Chang Sun Mu Yue heard something from Zhang Ping's voice. Her face instantly turned pale. Her breathing stopped somewhat and she looked at Zhang Ping's giant claw.

Bloody, chained collisions and footsteps.

Nearly a hundred Yunqin officials dressed in shackles and bloody on their bodies were driven into the palace like slaves in the mountains of Purgatory.

“Princess! ”

In the moment of seeing Chang Sun Mu Moon, these Yun Qin officials who had already been tortured were lying on the ground, excited and unable to help themselves.

Changsun Muyue saw the faces of these people.

Looking at the wounds on these people, thinking about what these people did for Yun Qin, she couldn't help but cover her mouth to avoid making a weak voice.

“Touching scene, isn't it? ”

Zhang Ping looked at Chang Sun Muyue and these unyielding Yunqin officials with no feelings, coldly said: “In fact, you should resent Qingyu College and Lin Xie. It was Qingyu College that taught me to question and to resist. And Lin Xie, many of the stories he told me, also made me different from those who saw you on your knees. I remember him telling me a story about the Iron Throne, and I thought it was great, so I cast him a throne like this. Therefore, there should be no Qingyuan College, there is no Dean Zhang and Lin Xi, Yun Qin does not need any, do not want Qingyuan College and Lin Xi such existence. You should stand with me. ”

“Enough! ”

Grandson Muyue's angry drinking interrupted Zhang Ping's words, "You treat them like this and want us to stand with you? ”

“Are there few officials who have died in all these years of wrongful death, misdemeanor or jail, or who have died in the midst of your party struggle?” Zhang Ping indifferently said: “I'm just not as hypocritical as you are. ”

After that, Zhang Ping waved gently.

A chain flew out of the sleeve of a purgatory mountain cleric, wrapped around the neck of a Yunqin official, just a hanging, and the head of the Yunqin official flew away, spraying hot blood.

An angry drinking curse sounded like a tide.

All the other Yunqin officials wanted to rush to Zhang Ping's face, but were dragged to death by the Purgatory Mountain clerics with chains.

Chang Sun Muyue did not make a sound, but her thin lips were bitten by herself to reveal a bright red blood bead.

“I'll kill them one by one in front of you. ”

Zhang Ping looked at her slightly and said softly: “Kill until you change your mind. And I want to remind you that dying here every day is not just about these officials in front of you, but also about countless people who are involved with them. ”

“Your Highness, do not let him succeed! ”

An angry voice sounded so dull that it seemed like a lot of sand was stuffed in his throat that it made one imagine that he must have been tortured a lot.

“Wang Bun, I know that you are Jiang Yansheng's mentor, and I know that you were also Lin Xi's friend, you are not afraid to die. But I can also tell you that you are also a very important person in the whole of Central State, and there will be a lot of people listening to you as long as you step forward. So I'll keep you, I'll kill you one last time, when you change your mind, but when I kill all these people around you, you don't change your mind, I'll kill her. ”

Zhang Ping looked at the young officer with blood on his body, stretched out a finger and lit up Chang Sun Muyue, "Her life and death are also in your hands. ”

“You're right, I was born mean and indifferent, so I don't think I'm going to follow you because of their lives or their deaths.” Grandson Mu Yue's cold and trembling voice rang, her eyes burning and staring at Zhang Ping, “Even if you kill all of them and kill me, I will not change my decision. ”

Zhang Ping looked at Chang Sun Muyue expressionlessly and seemed to want to see a flower on her almost transparent face.

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Just as Zhang Ping found himself somewhat underestimating Chang Sun Muyue and started thinking about what he was going to do next, Wen Xuanyu was lying in a wooden stack.

Rice rod piles are very soft, and many children in the Southern Province usually like to get into holes drawn from the piles and hide, or fantasize about being in a different world and fantasizing about some adventure stories that belong to them.

However, Wen Xuanyu did not feel any comfort at this time. There seemed to be countless burnt wires running through his body. From time to time, intense pain burst into his mind, such as countless steel needles, making him want to howl from time to time.

This pain, even making it difficult for him to enter meditation practice, prevents him from replenishing and restoring his soul strength.

He thought of many images as he struggled to adjust his breath and constantly tried to enter the meditation practice.

He thought of himself and Lin Xi and Gao Yanan as the Choice of Qingxian College, thinking of his proud disobedience to the distribution of the college, thinking that college classmates like Zhang Ping at that time were not at all rivals in his eyes, then he thought of the image of that fall festival, thinking of his hidden nomadic wanderings in Yunqin, thinking of the tragedy of Hotang on the lake, thinking of wanting to kill the Purgatory Mountain Cleric, but not the opponent of the Purgatory Mountain Cleric, but was seriously traumatized, so he could easily escape.

He has always been excellent, even at Qingyang College, his practice has been bitter since that fall festival, however, he could not have imagined that Zhang Ping's next Rolling Purgatory Mountain Cleric could defeat him!

Once again, his self-esteem was damaged by incompleteness. He also knew that Zhang Ping's cultivation skills derived from the Heavenly Devil's Plains and the tools of the practitioner's world today were too powerful. Perhaps giving a devout Purgatory Mountain Cleric was equivalent to the top secret of the thousand demons of the past.

However, the scene was far from remembered. Only the lakeside gazebo was clearer with blood. He thought of the old friendly middle-aged man's hot porridge and ginger soup, but he didn't want to sink into it.

“There must be a way to beat him.” He was sure to say to himself in his heart.

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“There must be a way to beat him.” Shortly after Twilight left in the night, Lin Xie also spoke to all the people like Mihong and Qin Xieyue in the South Palace.

After fleeing Zhongzhou City, Lin Xi seldom spoke, but today, looking at his conversation with Twilight Mountain Purple, everyone understood that the trusted and dependent Lin Xi had returned.

“What do you want to do?” Minami Nangong has always been a very direct person, so she looked directly at Lin Xie and asked.

“Zhang Ping and I said a lot in our last conversation, but at the same time hid a lot of things.” Lin Xi looked at her and all of them and said slowly but clearly: “Did you find a fact that neither the former Purgatory Mountain Teacher nor Zhang Ping seemed to care at all about Tang Tin's threat? ”

“They should also know very well that Tang is hiding Nangong strangers, and Vice President Xia believes that Nangong strangers will achieve more than him in the future.” After a gentle cough, Lin Xie continued: “Even though the Purgatory Mountain Teacher and Zhang Ping felt that Nangong was not as familiar as Li Biao, there was no possibility of becoming a grand master soon, Tang Tibet still had the more powerful presence of the Temple. Even our Qingyu College tried to obtain the practice from the Temple, and whether it was in the battle of Tang Tin's uncle Xiao Xiang killed by President Gu Xinyin the battle or later in the Battle of Bi Ling Ling, the people of the Temple showed terrible power, but why is it that both the Purgatory Mountain Teacher and Zhang Ping merely took Qingyu College as their biggest enemy, seemed not to consider the existence of the Temple at all? ”

The South Palace frowned and nodded: “People like Purgatory Mountain Teacher are not just thinking about Yun Qin, but the whole world. ”