Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 3: The New World and Judgment (Part 2)

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The elder of Purgatory Mountain wanted to take a look at Zhang Ping finally, but he couldn't lift his head. Piaotian Literature

He died when he thought he had reached the peak of power in Purgatory Mountain, so the last gaze of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain was filled with endless despair and hatred.

Some people feel at ease when they die, some are unrepentant and happy when they die, and some people die with immense pain and hatred... Then what happens when you die?

Zhang Ping looked at the elder of Purgatory Mountain who was standing and dying, and this thought inexplicably appeared in his heart, and then he raised his head even more indifferently, saying in his heart that he would never die, at least not here. Die when planting.

Black smoke and flames rose from his body.

The flames mingled in black smoke are not black, but the purple-red sè representing the highest power of Purgatory Mountain.

He looked at the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain indifferently in such thick smoke and flames.

Many red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to retreat in horror.

"He has only one person!"

"Because no such fire chief has appeared, we can kill him!"

"Kill him, avenge the head teacher and the elder!"

However, such voices kept ringing.

With the constant ringing of such voices, more than a dozen red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain approached Zhang Ping.

The status of these red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain in Purgatory Mountain is not high. However, nearly a hundred core priests of Purgatory Mountain died before Chiba Pass, and now the only old Purgatory Mountain elder died again. , These people have become the highest-ranking people in Purgatory Mountain, and the most important thing is that their cultivation is similar to Zhang Ping, and some are even higher than Zhang Ping.

A long sword that was obviously imitating the Seven Lights Demon Sword was first pierced into the black smoke and flames.

The purplish red flames rushing in ignited this long sword red, and it burned into molten gold in an instant.

The red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain let out a scream, backing back with blue smoke in his palm.

At the same time, another rough sword cut like black lava has also taken advantage of this gap to stab Zhang Ping’s abdomen like electricity.

Zhang Ping has no time to fire.

He can only block this long sword with his hands.

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The black long sword fell on Zhang Ping's palm.

However, this long sword could not cut off Zhang Ping's palm. On the contrary, there was a soft click, and the blade was broken into two by Zhang Ping.

All the cheers turned into exclamations, and the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain whose long sword was broken was so shocked that he forgot to do anything.

Zhang Ping waved the broken sword in his hand and easily slit the throat of the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain.

The hot blood hit the billowing black smoke outside Zhang Ping, making the sound of countless moths crashing into the flames.

The priest of Purgatory Mountain who rushed to Zhang Ping's side was surprised to see that a dark hand stretched out from the smoke and grabbed his heart.

The purgatory mountain priest subconsciously blocked the long knife in his hand in front of this terrifying hand. However, in the next moment, he only felt his heart cold, feeling all the heat in his body being drawn out of his body.

There was a cry of horror like chao.

Zhang Ping indifferently drew his hand from the body of the purgatory mountain priest.

The broad ghostly patterned long knife shattered into several pieces and fell between him and the purgatory mountain priest.

The gurgling blood gushes from the purgatory mountain priest's body, and his dark hands are holding the heart of the purgatory mountain priest.

This fresh and hot heart is still beating.

All the red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain who had shouted and rushed next to him stopped, and their bodies kept trembling.

They completely lost the courage to move forward, not only Zhang Ping's pair of harder and indestructible hands than the soul soldiers refined by Purgatory Mountain, but also that all of them felt that they were killed in Zhang Ping. At the moment when the three Purgatory Mountain priests died, some of the spirit power diffused from the three Purgatory Mountain priests was sucked into Zhang Ping's body.

This perception is like a real demon, swallowing the dying breath of death, turning it into its own power!

In the Heavenly Demon Prison not far behind Zhang Ping, there was already a volcanic eruption of monsters and beasts, which made some low-level Purgatory Mountain red-robed priests perceive it.

"You should be loyal to me."

At this moment, Zhang Ping made a sound. The lively heart that was still beating in his palm turned into burning ashes in his hand.

At this time, his voice became exceptionally majestic.

The blood-red chao water gathered by the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to tremble constantly.

Zhang Ping looked at these red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who dared not come forward for a while, and said without emotion: "Don't forget, I am a person who has been determined by the head teacher and the six great elders to be absolutely loyal to Purgatory Mountain, and More than once."

He shook off the burning ashes in his hand, clenched a fist, stretched out a finger, and touched the body of the standing elder Purgatory Mountain. He went on indifferently and coldly, "So betrayed the Master and The person in Purgatory Mountain cannot be me, but this rebellious! You should not question me, but be absolutely loyal to me!"

A red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain knelt down involuntarily, expressing surrender.

However, some reprimand and angry voices sounded.

"Your magical transformation is obviously far beyond our purgatory mountain."

"Your method of refining the body should also be obtained in the Heavenly Demon Prison."

"There are also these fire chiefs! You can control these fire chiefs, but you did not give them to the headmaster. You have concealed too many things from the headmaster. All these alone can treat you as a traitor to Purgatory Mountain! "

Zhang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.

He is very clear about what he should do now, otherwise even if he can kill all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain by the ambassador, Purgatory Mountain will become a real extinct volcano, and there will be nothing for him significance.

So he moved towards the red-robed priests who rushed to the front to reprimand and oppose him.

But at this moment, his cold heart trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He felt pain.

Because he saw a familiar figure among those who opposed him and were loyal to the original Purgatory Mountain Palm.

That was an old red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain.

It was this red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain who risked his life to tell him that he had been listed on the list of demon transformation that season, and gave him the opportunity to decide whether or not to practice demon transformation.

This old red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain is equivalent to giving him a life.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Ping's gaze fell on the old Purgatory Mountain priest, and he asked this in pain in his heart.

"Sorry."

Then he closed his eyes in pain.

He no longer looked at the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain in front of him, but rushed to these people with his perception.

A weapon fell on him.

His body, which is far tougher than ordinary practitioners, began to bleed. However, because of the thick black smoke and flames outside his body, all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain could not see the bleeding of his body, only a cruelty And Xun's killing.

His body walked through the group of Purgatory Mountain priests who opposed him. A famous Purgatory Mountain priest was turned to ashes under the flames of purple red, and a famous Purgatory Mountain priest turned into a pool under his dark hands. Beach broken limbs.

When another huge fire chief came out of the heat of Rehe, all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who opposed him at the forefront were dead.

Zhang Ping stood on top of black dust and broken flesh.

He closed his eyes and opened them slowly.

The injuries he suffered were serious, even some internal organs were pierced, but he still did not fall.

No one dared to voice any opposition anymore. All the red-robed priests knelt on the ground, shaking all over, pressing their faces against the black rocks and dust.

Zhang Ping walked through these red-robed priests kneeling on the ground, as if walking through a sea of ​​blood.

A huge fire chief slowly followed behind him.

He slowly walked into the highest peak of Purgatory Mountain. Instead of returning to his cave, he walked into the highest black temple.

The red throne in the black temple is no longer there.

But the huge Huo Kui leaned down, and he sat on the Huo Kui's wide back.

All the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to gather under the highest volcano, kneeling down again.

Zhang Ping looked at this empty temple indifferently.

From now on, he will be the Master of Purgatory Mountain.

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