Immortal Devil Transformation

Yunqin is too vast. Even though it is already in the northern part of Yunqin, looking north here, there is still no shadow of the climbing mountains.

Chen Jianshi and many of the Yunqin practitioners who died here made no mistake in their speculation. Zhang Ping suddenly appeared in northern Yunqin, only one possibility is to attack Qingyu College.

Though he was greatly surprised by the advent of an era of strength in the Heavenly Devil's Plains, he was well aware that since the Academy was able to design armor against the former Purgatory Mountain Teachers, it was possible to accumulate strength against him.

So he has to be as fast as possible.

Even just sweeping through all the buildings of Qingyu College in the Mountains is more meaningful than sweeping through the myriad opposition forces like Chen Xianshi.

Just before he finally attacked Qingyu College, he also decided to meet someone.

This man is not far from here, and that is the real reason why he successfully removed these opposition forces from Taoist College today.

……

Hundreds of riders dressed in black and red light armour roared out of purgatory Taoist College.

Zhang Ping sat on a heavy metal giant, no one knew what method he was using to put such a heavy metal giant, and the vast majority of the Yunqin opposition forces had not noticed, transported it here.

Dragged by dozens of Purgatory Mountain Clerics, this covered metal giant walrus was moving forward as fast as a carriage.

Zhang Ping's armor chips came off and fell under his throne.

He looked at the cavalry and the Purgatory Mountain Cleric in front of him through a crack in the mantle, and he couldn't help but think that the world was full of irony.

Many clerics in red robes, as well as mountain rangers, who operate in Yunqin at this moment are not disciples of the former Purgatory Mountain.

When he leaves the practitioners of the heavens to choose to submit or die in the most direct way, he is suddenly an unknown number of fanatics and devout believers, along with countless resistance forces.

He figured out why.

Instead of subjugating to the mountains of purgatory, they believe in the coming of the legendary Demon King, but worship power and fear itself.

So even the most ferocious, man-fed demon king would certainly have a lot of followers.

……

Clear streams between calm mountains were crushed by iron hooves and then heavy giants slipped through the stream, causing an instantaneous breakdown of the entire stream.

The calm in a small town south of the stream was also completely broken.

The people of the town gave way to the eaves in horror, watching the passing riders surround a residential yard on the south side of the town.

In one of the courtyards, there were fruit trees planted.

He walked out of a house in the backyard of the courtyard and went around the fruit trees and into the front yard, thinking in his heart, finally.

The calm in his eyes changed in an instant, becoming the cowardice and humility that he had always felt.

His body began to tremble, making him feel extremely real. Perhaps in everyone's eyes, he was the one who was timid and trembling at this moment.

A powerful and seemingly unlike all the breath of the practitioner suddenly descended, and then the narrow courtyard door in front of him burst apart, and the heavy metal giant came to him like a giant beast from hell, through a broken courtyard door.

His pale face became more pale, he lowered his head and his body appeared strangely stiff, but his body trembled harder, and the sweat gradually wetted all his cotton robes.

Slow separation of the drapes on the metal gigantic.

Zhang Ping stood on the throne of countless broken spiritual soldiers and looked at him quietly.

“You've done a lot for them too… yet you still can't fit into their circles after smelling the moon killed by him. So you're the one they abandoned. ”

Looking at a drop of sweat beads dripping down his mandible, Zhang Ping said softly.

Meng's head was already very low, but when he heard Zhang Ping's voice, the lower his body was, the lower his knees bent, and he would kneel.

“You and Li Kaiyun are my best friends at the academy, and you don't have to.” Zhang Pingxiang said.

White bodies become more rigid.

But after a stalemate of several breaths, Meng Bai knelt down and his knees were not in the rubble of the courtyard door and the courtyard wall.

Zhang Ping's eyebrows were slightly blurred and there was still no obvious sense of * color on his face, but it was undeniable that there was a sudden and unusually satisfying feeling in his heart.

It turns out that sometimes the submission and kneeling of a friend, or former friend, is more satisfying than the kneeling of an enemy.

“I know you're scared to death.” Zhang Ping's face cooled down and thought about it, "I can keep you alive, and I can keep you alive. But you have to prove you're not my enemy. ”

“I'm a useless person...” Mutant crying sounded.

Zhang Ping ignored his cry, but said slowly and clearly: “I am about to enter Qingyu College, but before entering, I must be sure that Qingyu College is not enough to kill my ambush. ”

Meng Bai was still screaming like a twitch, yet many parts of his body were trying to capture useful information.

In the cool air, he faintly sensed a strange scent on Zhang Ping's body.

……

Heavy winds blow snow, passing through the mountains and houses, making all sorts of strange whistling noises.

When the wind disappeared, the sky and earth were cold and clear, and the moonlight fell, and the ground was covered with white balls.

A carriage walked in the snow under the moonlight.

This is a very ordinary wagon that looks like it's on the road and has to be rushed at night because of delays and missed out on the store.

Yet a black dot appeared on a trail just in front of the carriage.

In the snowy fields at night, this black dot is so tiny that as it becomes a clear figure in the eyes of the people in the carriage, everything becomes unusual.

Dressed in fox fur, the snow and wind naturally avoid one side.

Looking at the wagon that slowly stopped a few dozen steps outside his front, this man's eyes were filled with emotion and compassion.

“Ankoye, when you asked Ye Love to come to me to collect the sword of Love, did you ever think of becoming someone else's wedding dress? ”

In this person's clear and somewhat old voice, the driver leaned slightly back, and under the casket showed a clear and intensely curly look.

The carriage curtain behind her also slowly opened, revealing Lin Xie, Nangong Weichuang and Qin Xieyue.

Angkoye was not stranger to the magnificent saint in front of him. Even Lin Xie and others, from his sentence, knew that he was the owner of the former love sword of the college, Mr. Lan Da.

This is definitely not the person they want to see at this moment, Angkoye is also well aware of the strength of this college senior, so her eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, in a consistent reading tone, flat out asked: “Even you chose to bow to Zhang Ping? ”

After a moment of silence, Mr. Lan Da sighed: “You should understand that he is quite different from Qingyu College, which can allow a man like me to live in peace without a thing, but he is a true demon king, for him there are only two choices: submission and death. ”

“You can't run. ”

Mr. Lan Da's eyes fell on Lin Xie behind Ankoye again. His tone was cooler and he was helpless.

When he said such a sentence, Anchoy saw the skin on his face shining in the moonlight. The dim light emitted indigo blue and purple gold. Her breathing paused slightly, “Zhang Ping passed on your true magic? ”

“So he's the demon king, and you're the weakest demon, and I'm the weakest demon.” Mr. Lan Da did not answer Ankoye's question, but looked at Lin Xie and said.

Lin Xi was not too shocked by Mr. Lan Da's demons, but at this moment he subconsciously felt that Mr. Lan Da's words contained more information.

In the distance, the whistling wind suddenly sounded again.

Four huge figures, windy, appeared in his sight.

Qin Xieyun's breathing also stopped completely.

That's a four-headed firecracker!

Nangong's eyes flashed sharply, and for the first time she thought of some possibility from Mr. Lan Da's sentence, so she said directly: “Can these things perceive the smell of a demonic practitioner? ”

She was only a junior to Mr. Lan Da, but since she was once the most powerful practitioner after the Purgatory Mountain Teaching, Mr. Lan Da also gave her full respect.

He turned his head slightly and sighed.

“Previously, just because I was hurt too badly and breath too weak, these firemen didn't feel it?” Lin Xie took a deep breath and asked calmly.

Though only Anchoy followed them today, there are many arrangements in place in the Central State region for strong academics. The college has determined that Zhang Ping is not in the Zhongzhou region, while another group of college strong even set up a bureau to escort Hu Jiayi away, luring the power of the cold town of South and Purgatory Mountain.

Mr. Lan Da had been able to appear before him before him before, and he felt incredible, and at this moment Mr. Lan Da's words and attitude had exposed him to a more terrible fact. A fact why Zhang Ping has such a bamboo chest.

Faced with Lin Xi's words, he looked at the new generation of the college gods he had really met for the first time, and Mr. Lan Da smiled bitterly, "So it's no use running anywhere. ”

Lin Xi thought about it and said: “I can keep myself in a weak and weak state, and I can hide myself from other breaths, and so can you. ”

After Zhongzhou City and Zhang Ping, he seemed to have become more calm and acute than ever.

Mr. Lan Da slightly smiled again: “What happened then? Hasn't there been a soul to hide? Qingyu College is almost gone. Even though the world is big, where can I go? Besides... you're all wounded, and today, you're not getting out of here. ”