Immortal Devil Transformation

Behind the blood of these priests, embroidered with flaming symbols that occupy almost the entire back, are the symbols of the elders in the mountains of purgatory, and the faces of these priests are some dry, hidden blue, which is even more marked by the “eternal life” gift of the Demon King.

So when these priests walked out of the depths of the team, all the red robe priests on the periphery, all kneeling in awe.

There's a metal spinning noise.

There is a hot airflow overflowing with heavy footsteps.

These awe-inspiring kneeling priests soon found a metal puppet and a firehead marching out of the black curtain in front of them.

A backward chill sounded in the wilderness of the Dragonsnake Mountains.

Instead, most of the sounds come from Zhang Ping's team. Those who make these sounds are those who choose to submit to Zhang Ping's Yunqin and the reckless practitioners.

In addition to the powerful cultivation of kung fu and the lure of power, these cultivators chose to submit to Zhang Ping, for a very important reason, because they felt that Zhang Ping was simply unbeatable.

One-wheeled puppets and fire masters exist in the sacred order.

Many of them were subjugated by a one-wheeled puppet or by a fireman, many of whom were at the gates and places of practice, or even by a fireman.

In fact, there are only 11 metal single-wheeled puppets out now, with a total of 13 firemen, followed by 10 elder priests of Purgatory Mountain who have been given the gift of "immortality”, and the number of theories does not seem to be huge.

Now, however, there are few practitioners in the whole world, and the saints are dead and wounded so that they can be named directly and individually as a few precious ones.

Such a combination of one-wheeled metal puppets, fire masters, and elder clerics is totally equivalent to twenty or thirty saints at the same time, marching forward.

Everyone can be sure that Qingyu College now adds up to twenty or thirty saints.

At this moment, in the wilderness at the foot of Mount Dragonsnake, a pair of wise eyes are always watching the battle.

These eyes belong to Zhantai Shaotang.

In previous months, Zhantai Shaotang had been avoiding Purgatory Mountain's pursuit, until then, like many Yunqin people, he arrived in this wilderness under the Dragonsnake Mountains and became a bystander in this war. However, now that Lin Xi has decided to officially fight, he, like Chen Feirong, is convinced that Lin Xi will win.

Aside from Zhang Ping's power itself, Zhang Ping's power is truly amazing, but the only thing he can't understand at this moment is why Zhang Ping didn't do it himself, but just smashed out his men?

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There are many soldiers from the Dragon Snake Army in the wilderness at this moment.

Compared to other armies, the side army has been an untamed existence. Especially the relationship between the Dragonsnake side army and Lin Xie itself is very intricate. If it were just a piece of empty paper from the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, I am afraid that more than 100,000 side armies have appeared here to prepare for the battle with Zhang Ping.

The reason why most of the Dragon Snake Side Army really didn't show up here is that Lin Xie had already told the Dragon Snake Side Army earlier so that the Dragon Snake Side Army wouldn't get involved in this battle, so it ended up in this wilderness, just some dragon snake side army general equivalent to an observer.

These generals are practitioners, but unlike ordinary practitioners, they also look at the problem in a purely war and war of leaders. They are well aware that in the long run of Nangong, this mountain, the earliest of which was riddled with liquor, must have been equipped with countless ordnance, and that it is now somewhat incomprehensible to them that Mount Horn remains silent… until those one-wheeled puppets, fire chiefs and elders of Mount Purgatory have entered the range of most ordnance, and Mount Horn is still silent.

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One-wheeled metal puppets are like shields in front of fire chiefs, and the great fire chiefs, like meat mountains, are blocked from the elders of the Purgatory Mountains.

The team arrived on the first level of Mount Horn.

At this point, an iron basket was placed at the top of Mount Horn.

There are three people in the iron basket.

A serious young girl in green, a woman singer in red, a swordsman in a long lunar white shirt.

The Purgatory Mountain Elders behind the one-wheeler puppet and the Fire Queen suddenly reacted because they did not know the female pianist, but they did recognize the serious young lady in green and the swordsman in the long moon shirt.

The woman in red smiled slightly, her fingers landed on the strings and a clear voice rang out.

The single-wheeled puppet roaring, the Fire Queen roaring, the Purgatory Mountain Elder Tsunami, came together invisible into a unique tune.

One-wheeled metal puppets and firemen, Purgatory Mountain Elders suddenly moved several times faster, dragging out the remnants, while swordsmen in long moon shirts sprinkled a sword forward and stabbed it out.

A flying sword took off straight.

There are countless clear swords on the back.

Millions of silk swordlights are like countless transparent symbols, floating in the air, cutting into uniwheel puppets, fire masters, and the bodies of these purgatory mountain elders.

Meanwhile, the silent Horn Mountain sounds like a huge jet of horse beehives.

Many heavy blade cars rushed out of the mountain walls over half a mountain at the same time, smashing hard at these uniwheeled metals, fire chiefs and purgatory mountain elders.

Many dragonsnakeside generals watching the battle in the wilderness were immediately relieved.

Even if they can't see the face of the Moon White Swordsman, the transparent swordsmanship that flows from the mountains and the grass sword has let them know that the swordsman is only likely to be Leaf Forgetful.

So Horn Mountain is not not a no-go, but if it starts, thunder strikes, completely destroying this sacred power of Purgatory Mountain!

…….

Millions of silk transparent swordlights are cut on one-wheeled puppets, fire masters, and purgatory mountain elders.

The true Heavenly Sword has lost its legacy. Ye Forget is only able to understand the number of swords of He Baihao. These transparent, silky swords cannot cut the metal surface of a one-wheeled puppet. Even though they cut into the body of the Fire Crew and the Purgatory Mountain Elder, they cannot really go deep.

And these purgatory mountain elders practise something that makes their bodies completely like hard decaying trees, and even if cut out deep cuts, no blood spills out at all.

Yet these transparent swordlights, at least like a transparent mesh, at this moment completely restrict the movement of these one-wheeler puppets, the firemen and the elders of the Purgatory Mountains, almost completely confining them to the ground.

There was a loud bang.

A large number of heavy blade cars are like a metal hill suddenly pressed down, stacked on the back of this hill, and the giant fire chief is left with only a broken head or an arm stretched out.

Several leaking fish rush out in the clearance of metal hills.

The image of a metal blade truck piling up in the mountains is powerful enough, whether it's a one-wheeled metal puppet, a fireman or a purgatory mountain elder, even if it's a leaking fish.

However, Nangong's eyebrows didn't even jump.

She also just made a very simple sword.

A dark blue Sea Monster King appeared in the air.

Just the sword wind shook up and rolled up a lot of heavy blade cars.

Six months apart, her sword is more powerful than when Zhang Ping fought in Zhongzhou City.

However, her sword was not a stab, but a gesture.

Her sword, like a huge dark blue wavehead.

Uniwheel metal puppets, fire masters and Purgatory Mountain Elders forced towards her and Ye forgot were all photographed backwards.

There are also many meters of lag between the "backs” and the ground.

Several more arrows flew out of the cliffs and landed on these one-wheeled metal puppets, fire masters and purgatory mountain elders.

Heavy heavy objects crash.

The ground seemed to jump as one, and the faces of many Purgatory Mountain clerics grew pale.

……

Zhang Ping on the Soul Soldier's Throne still has no expression on his face.

His hand just fell on the Soul Soldier's throne again.

There was no metal vibration at all this time, yet the sergeant of the elephant on the giant goddess who had been waiting quietly in front of his account raised his head.

All the gods, start moving!