Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 45: A question

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After many years of fighting, with the death of the head teacher of Purgatory Mountain in front of Chiba Pass, the war between Qingluan Academy and Purgatory Mountain ended with the victory of Qingluan Academy.

The war between Zhang Ping and Lin Xi, in a sense, was already a civil war in Qingluan Academy.

In this catastrophe that completely involved the practitioners of the entire world, except those devout believers who believed in Zhang Ping as the reincarnation of the original god-given demon king, any other practitioners, Can't be sure that they will survive.

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"I said I would make you change your mind."

The rumbling sound of heavy objects crushing and the indifferent sound were simultaneously introduced into the palace of the Princess Untamed in True Dragon Mountain.

More than a dozen red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain, whose faces were slightly glowing with blue and black luster, appeared in front of the eldest princess, pulling a heavy giant lion.

There is a brand new throne on the giant lion, all of which is made of various broken or even broken soul soldiers.

These soul soldiers are simply connected together with a unique black and red metal from Purgatory Mountain, all of which retain their original appearance. The various fractures and runes have a strange luster, which looks extraordinarily forest. Cold and ferocious.

Zhang Ping sat on this hideous metal throne, with his head down slightly, looking at the grandson Muyue who still couldn't understand the meaning of his words.

"This can be considered as a psychological comfort to yourself? No matter what kind of throne, you can't cover up the fact that you dare not leave that armor. If I am not mistaken, your armor is not in your throne. It's in the giant house below you." Looking at Zhang Ping, who was looking at her, Changsun Muyue said indifferently and meanly.

Zhang Ping looked at her thin lips and slowly said, "Yun Qin always says that you are cold and cold. I think the truth is the same. You should understand that as long as you obey me, come out and clean up the court. , Then there won’t be so many people opposing the cabinet’s order at this moment. If you don’t stand with me one day, you will not know how many rebellions and death. You can now endure countless people dying every day because of your will , Then I want to see when you watch them die, you can’t bear it."

Elderly Sun Muyue heard something from Zhang Ping's voice, her face instantly became extremely pale, her breathing paused and she looked at Zhang Ping's giant lion.

There was blood coming, the sound of shackles and footsteps.

Nearly a hundred Yunqin officials with shackles and blood stains on their bodies were driven into this hall like slaves in Purgatory Mountain.

"The princess!"

At the moment when she saw the grandson Muyue clearly, these Yunqin officials who had already been tortured bowed to the ground one after another, excited.

The eldest grandson Muyue saw clearly the faces of these people.

Looking at the wounds on these people, thinking of what these people did for Yun Qin, she covered her mouth uncontrollably to avoid making any weak voices.

"Very touching scene, isn't it?"

Zhang Ping looked at the grandson Muyue and these unwilling Yunqin officials without feelings, and said coldly: "In fact, you should resent Qingluan Academy and Lin Xi. It was Qingluan Academy that made me learn to question and let me Learn to resist. And Lin Xi, the many stories he told me also make me different from those who kneel to the ground when they see you. I remember he told me a story about the Iron Throne, which I think is very good. So he cast such a throne to show him. Therefore, there should be no Qingluan Academy, Dean Zhang and Lin Xi in this world, and Yunqin doesn’t need it at all, and doesn’t want such an existence as Qingluan Academy and Lin Xi. You should be with me Stand together."

"Enough!"

The eldest grandson Muyue interrupted Zhang Ping's words angrily, "You treat them like this, and you want us to stand with you?"

"In the past few years, because of your activities in the imperial city of Zhongzhou, you died unjustly, died or was imprisoned, or did you have fewer officials who died in your party disputes?" Zhang Ping said indifferently: "I just don't As hypocritical as you guys."

After saying this, Zhang Ping waved his hand gently.

A chain flew out of the sleeve of a purgatory mountain priest and wrapped around the neck of a Yunqin official. With just a twist, the head of the Yunqin official flew up, scoffing with hot blood. Sprayed.

A burst of angry cursing sounded like a tide.

All the other Yunqin officials wanted to rush in front of Zhang Ping, but they were all dragged tightly by the chains of the purgatory mountain priests.

The grandson Muyue made no sound, but her thin lips were bitten with bright red blood.

"I will kill them one by one in front of you."

Zhang Ping looked at her mockingly, and said softly: "Kill until you change your mind. And I want to remind you that not only the officials in front of you, but also countless people who die here every day People involved."

"Your Highness, don't let him succeed!"

An extremely angry voice rang. The voice was very hoarse, as if there was a lot of sand in the throat. Just listening to this voice can make people imagine that this person must have been tortured a lot.

"Wang Buping, I know that you are Yanguan Jiang’s disciple, and I also know that you were also Lin Xi’s friend. You are not afraid of death. But I can also tell you that you are also a very important person in the entire Zhongzhou city, as long as you stand When you come out, many people will listen to you. So I will keep you, I will kill you last, and wait for you to change your mind, but after I kill all these people around you, you still don’t change your mind, I Will kill her."

Zhang Ping looked at the **** young official, stretched out a finger, and nodded Changsun Muyue, "Her life and death also depends on your hands."

"You are right, I am mean and indifferent by nature, so I don't think I will obey you because of their life and death." Long Sun Muyue's cold and trembling voice rang, her eyes staring fiercely like burning. Zhang Ping, "Even if you kill all of them and kill me, I will not change my decision."

Zhang Pianyuan looked at the grandson Muyue expressionlessly, as if to see a flower on her almost transparent face.

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Just when Zhang Ping realized that he somewhat underestimated Muyue Changsun, and began to think about what he would do next, Wen Xuanshu was lying in a stack of wood.

The woodstacks made of rice stalks are very soft. Many children in the southern provinces also like to go into the holes drawn on the woodstacks to hide and seek, or imagine that they are in a different world, or imagine some adventure stories of their own .

However, Wen Xuanshu did not feel any comfort at this time. There seemed to be countless red wires running through his body, and severe pain suddenly appeared from time to time, like countless steel needles nailed into his mind. Let him want to scream from time to time.

This kind of pain even made it difficult for him to enter the meditation practice, making him unable to replenish and restore his soul power.

In the process of adjusting his breathing hard and trying to enter into meditation practice, he thought of many pictures.

He thought of himself as the best choice of Qingluan Academy like Lin Xi and Gao Yanan, thought of his proud dissatisfaction with the academy's assignment, thought of college classmates like Zhang Ping at that time, they weren’t opponents in his eyes at all, then he thought After the scenes of the autumn festival, thinking of my wandering in Yunqin, thinking of the tragedy of the lotus pond on the lakeside, thinking of wanting to kill the purgatory mountain priest, but not the opponent of the purgatory mountain priest, Instead, he was hit hard and finally escaped.

He has always been excellent, even at Qingluan Academy. After the autumn festival that year, his practice has always been difficult, but he couldn't think of it. Zhang Ping was the next priest of Purgatory Mountain. , Can even defeat him!

His self-esteem was once again damaged, and he also knew that Zhang Ping's cultivation methods from the Heavenly Demon Prison and the methods of the current practitioner world were too powerful, and perhaps he was given a pious Purgatory Mountain casually The skills of the priests are equivalent to the top secret techniques of the former Thousand Demon Caverns.

However, the scenes are gone in memory, only the dripping blood of the lakeside pavilion is clearer. He thinks of the warm porridge and **** soup gift of the kind middle-aged literati, but he does not want to sink into it. .

"There must be a way to defeat him." He said to himself with certainty in his heart.

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"There must be a way to defeat him," Lin Xi also said to everyone including Nangong Weiyang and Qin Xiyue shortly after Mu Shanzi took the night away.

After escaping from Zhongzhou City, Lin Xi seldom spoke, but watching the conversation between him and Mu Shanzi today, everyone understood that Lin Xi, who was trusted and dependent on him, was back again.

"What do you want to do?" Nangong Weiyang has always been a very direct person, so she looked at Lin Xi directly and asked.

"In the last conversation between Zhang Ping and me, a lot of things were said, but a lot of things were concealed at the same time." Lin Xi looked at her and everyone, slowly but clearly said: "Have you ever discovered a fact? Neither the former head of Purgatory Mountain Master nor Zhang Ping seemed to care about the threat from Tang Zang at all."

"They should also know very well that Tang Zang had Nangong Mo, and Vice President Xia thinks that Nangong Mo's achievements will be higher than him in the future." After a soft cough, Lin Xi went on to say: "Even though the palm of the purgatory Jiaohe Zhang Ping feels that Nangongmo is inferior to Li Ku, and there is no possibility of becoming a great master soon, but Tang Zang still has a more powerful existence like Prajna Temple. Even our Qingluan College tries to obtain the practice method from Prajna Temple. And whether in the battle where Senior Gu Xinyin killed the Tang Tibetan emperor Xiao Xiang, or later in the battle of Biluoting, the people in Prajna Temple showed terrifying power, but why is it the Purgatory Mountain Master or Zhang Ping, They only regard Qingluan Academy as their greatest enemy, and seem to not even consider the existence of Prajna Temple?"

Nangong Weiyang frowned and nodded: "A person like the Purgatory Mountain Master does not only think about Yunqin, but the whole world." ()()

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