Immortal Devil Transformation

Zhang Ping began to feel the taste of fear for the first time after becoming a true Demon King.

He can't believe that there are people in this world who are so calmly ready to die and want to destroy with him.

His rebirth and all his pride and confidence were completely broken.

He dared not fight any more.

He turned around and fled.

He sucked the surrounding air so desperately that it poured into his chest and even made a palpitating spike.

He flexed his knees, sending all the strength in his body under his feet.

His body suddenly disappeared into the air.

If a person is fast enough to completely exceed the limits of all eyes and perceptions, he will disappear.

And when the speed reaches a point where even the rest of the force cannot be traced, all he needs to do is maintain that speed, and there can be no force to strike him.

……

At this time, Zhang Ping, using all his strength, took the road and fled.

If he escapes this time, he will still have a chance to fight Lin Xi.

“You're not really an individual anymore. ”

Lin Xi turned around and said such a sentence.

His anger, too, has reached its point.

He always dared to love and hate.

Zhang Ping did not dare to be angry, but his anger allowed him to exceed his limits.

He reached out.

Nangong felt his heart and let go of his hand.

Her sword suddenly reached Lin Xi's hand.

Endless heavenly and earth energy poured into the sword, which chased Zhang Ping.

At this time, Lin Xi's perception could not capture Zhang Ping's true figure. However, he could feel the wind brought up by Zhang Ping, and he could perceive the heavens and earth energy around Zhang Ping.

His sword took a breath and did not know how many punctures.

Millions of swords are in the air.

Zhang Ping hit these swordlights.

The sword was directly broken away by him, but his figure was slower after all.

Just a little slower, his figure appeared clearly in Lin Xie's perception.

Lin Xi gently coughed.

The speed of the flow of soul power in his body accelerated again.

His blood bled out of his skin, forming a faint mist outside him.

Yet he was happy.

His flying sword, accurately stabbed Zhang Ping's heart.

Zhang Ping's right hand grabbed the flying sword.

He and Zhang Ping's power stalled apart, and both breathed like the sea and swept out.

The swelling of breath makes the bodies of two people seem to have multiplied countless times in an instant.

The sword carrying Lin Xi's infinite anger still seems insufficient to penetrate Zhang Ping's body.

At this time, Lin Xi's body once again surged a force.

This power derives from his melting soul, countless tiny golden lightning bolts that condense into a long gun in his hand.

His feet then landed heavily on the ground, throwing this lightning spear by force.

At the moment of the throw, another force was generated in his body, from his “black”, his demonic physical force.

Instead of shooting directly at Zhang Ping's body, the long gun, which gathered his powers, struck him on his flying sword like a heavy hammer.

The flying sword stuck in the air suddenly moved forward, and the tip of the sword pierced Zhang Ping's body.

Zhang Ping's face was stiff, and his right hand had five fingers, like five carrots that had been cut off, and he fell.

His body bowed back unconsciously and his left hand slanted the sword down into his stomach before the sword completely smashed his heart.

His body remains the most powerful weapon in the world, and the flesh and blood clamped the sword to death.

Yet when his right five fingers were severed and his fear and true breath of death engulfed him, the pain he had long forgotten seemed to have returned clearly to his body.

“Ah!”

With an awesome scream, a purple red flame of more than ten meters was sprayed into his mouth.

Lin Xie raised her head.

He let go of the sword that stabbed Zhang in the plain.

The energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into him. At his fingertips, he condensed into a flying sword, which he threw into infinite heights and fell towards Zhang Ping's body.

……

Zhang Ping has been badly wounded and is no longer as powerful as when he first rushed into Lin Xin wearing armor.

There was a purple red flame on him, but the flame jumped like a candle fire under the blade of light.

He drew Lin Xi's sword from his body.

He suddenly had a lot of blood on his back and arms.

He threw the sword at Lin Xie. Before he could reach him, he had more than a dozen more bloody sword marks on his body.

He threw a flying sword.

However, because of his pain, his body trembled, and the sword was not able to lock Lin Xi's body at all, breaking through the long sky, flying from the upper left side of Lin Xi, and turning into a flame, not knowing where it eventually landed.

There was also a sword wound on his forehead.

Black blood flowed into his eyes, he began to lose sight of the world in front of him, and he couldn't stop Lin Xie's power from continuing to cut his body.

So it was like he was experiencing the slowness of these swords, being swept away by a thousand knives.

……

The sky became bright.

Zhang Ping's five fingers on his left hand were also cut off like shoots and fell.

His flesh began to disappear, revealing his bones.

His palms then fell off completely and his feet left his body.

This is a terrible sight.

Apart from the sound of a flying sword striking Zhang Ping, there are no more voices in the entire wilderness.

“Why, why are all my means broken! ”

“Why do you kill me every day! ”

“Why are you being so unfair to me! ”

However, Zhang Ping's voice rang again.

In a voice like his, his body can no longer stand on the ground.

His body swept up by the sword and flew backwards.

Countless flying swords fell on him again in the wind, and then his body fell to the ground again.

His body fell into the earth and the surrounding air returned to silence, and there was no longer a blade of furious heaven and earth that condensed, yet he could no longer stand.

He felt weak and powerless and even had difficulty making a sound.

Then he saw a man covering the sky above him.

He saw Lin Xie standing in front of himself.

“Having said so much... don't you get it yet?” Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping, whose body was broken like a broken cloth and could no longer possess powerful power. He looked at his eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction and said softly: “This world will never be the world of one person, you have your thoughts, but others have others' thoughts, so if one wants to conquer and dominate this world with his own thoughts, one will naturally encounter the resistance of all. So if I did what you did, I'd lose. So even if you can beat me this time, someone will beat you in the future. ”

Zhang Ping wanted to talk, but he felt his internal organs and flesh flowing out of his body.

He thought of the cave beneath the face of the Demon King, where he was bitten by the black worm that was flowing out of his gut.

He feels like a black bug with no power whatsoever.

So he realized his ending.

He screamed unconsciously, “Lin Xi, I hate you. You didn't see me as a friend from the beginning, did you? You've just been looking at people like me! ”

Lin Xi looked at him silently.

At this moment, he thought of a lot of images, of a lot of classmates and Yun Qin soldiers who had left the world and could never live again.

He no longer answered Zhang Ping's question, but turned away quietly from Zhang Ping.

He opened his mouth wide and yet he did not make any sound for a moment.

He saw two pieces of metal fall down and fall to his head.

Those are two rough metal arms.

……

Zhang Ping stopped talking.

In his mind, he just flashed through countless images.

He began to fall into pure loneliness and fear.

Suddenly, he felt familiar.

He opened his eyes hard.

He saw the look that often appeared in his mind.

He usually can't understand the emotions of Lin Xie and Qin Xiayue and others.

At this moment, however, he can suddenly feel each other's emotions.

He knew that it was Qin Xieyue because of his actions, because he was a friend and ended up saying goodbye to him.

“Why is that? ”

He still refuses to think he's wrong, and he just blames the world for what eventually brought them to this point.

He doesn't want people to see his weakness anymore, and he doesn't want to see the world anymore.

He closed his eyes painfully.

His heart, it ripped itself apart, withered.

……

There is true silence in the wilderness.

Lin Xi stood in the shattered grass, looking at the dead Zhang Pingfa.

This former classmate of his, his best friend, eventually mighty enough to make the world a real demon king of chestnuts, died, but he fell into a feeling of untruthfulness, and he even thought it was all too sudden, some too unreal.

After a long quiet stay, he wondered if Zhang Ping, who died here, would choose a different life if he had another chance to live.

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(As Lin Xie stood in the wilderness and watched Zhang Ping die, I think everyone had seen that this was the end of a story. I am happy with my story and my quiet state, so when I stand here, I feel like I don't have to deal with the big ending anymore. Any of the next chapters could be a big ending, but this big ending could be a long one, because there are a lot of people's stories to tell, and Yun Qin, and this could be a more beautiful world...)