Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 51: Destruction and Hope
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Zhang Ping stood by the Lingxia Lake.
Even if there is still no snow in the outside world, the shore of Lingxia Lake is still warm as summer, and there are many fireflies flying around.
The clear and calm lake water reflects Zhang Ping's face.
His face is very ordinary.
Among the many Qingluan students who gathered here back then, he was inconspicuous, and no one would notice his existence.
His complexion is dark and faintly flashing with purple-gold luster, it looks a little weird, but even he himself can see his power from the face in the lake.
When he revealed his whereabouts in the north of Yunqin, the whole world knew that his next step must be to attack Qingluan Academy, but no one could stop him from entering the Four Seasons Plain or even entering the Dengtian Mountain Range.
The shore of Lingxia Lake is beautiful. This should be a place worthy of his memories. However, at the moment he is standing in front of this clear and calm lake, thinking of the face of many golden spoons gathered here, he feels the lake here. Extraordinarily odious. Even thinking that Lin Xi, Gao Yanan, and Wen Xuanyu would later become the scenes of the Chosen, he was extremely disgusted.
Originally, he felt that everything was beautiful and fair in Yunqin's township. However, when he arrived here, seeing countless people with better family backgrounds and aptitudes than himself, he felt inferior and resented.
The little resentment was originally the flapping wings of a butterfly in the Dengtian Mountains, but after possessing the power of the world, it turned into a huge storm that swept the world.
"Filled in."
Zhang Ping turned indifferently, and said these two words to dozens of red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who were kneeling beside him.
As he turned around, a strong wind suddenly blew behind him, and countless crack-like waves appeared on the calm Lingxia Lake. Countless flying fireflies were shattered by the power released from him, and they fell on The lake is no longer peaceful.
Filling the lake seems to be a boring and boring command. However, the Demon King has more and more believers in the world. As long as the Demon King still stands in the world and this order is issued, this beautiful lake is doomed to disappear.
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The heavy giant shone through the entire four-season plain like a boat to the foot of the Dengtian Mountains.
Zhang Ping sat on the throne, looking up at this towering cloud through the gap of the mantle, without seeing the huge mountain at the top.
He thought that even though he was empty, he was exhausted when he arrived here, but today, he can sit on such a heavy giant and climb such a mountain.
Hundreds of priests in red robes dragged giant lions to the front of the mountain trail.
There are dozens of ghost-faced doves flying above their heads, making a screaming cry, which is more terrifying than the vulture group that heard Cang Yue in the past, and the spirit power of these ghost-faced doves is shaking, forming a wave of black Qi finally formed a cloud of black clouds.
Almost a hundred practitioners in red robes walked behind the giant lion.
These people are the same as the people dragging the giants in front of them, and most of them are not the original Purgatory Mountain disciples. Among these people are many prisoners who were originally imprisoned in Yunqin prison, there are many practitioners who were originally famous for Yunqin, and some ordinary people who were originally Yunqin.
These ordinary people in Yunqin originally had some unsatisfied ** in their hearts, but one day a red-robed priest came to them and told these people in a pious and infinitely bewitching tone: "Take your Give your soul to the devil, serve the devil, and the devil will satisfy your wishes."
These Yunqin people made a choice, and then their various wishes were fulfilled... Some people got the beautiful woman they dreamed of as their wives, and some killed their most hated enemies in their lives. Some people got a house full of gold...then they became devout believers of the Demon King, and they also began to walk in Yunqin, spreading the news of the Demon King’s coming, and began to carefully observe the love of everyone in the streets, and finally They will also go to the people they find the deepest in their hearts, and tell these people in a pious and infinitely bewitching tone: "Give your soul to the devil, serve the devil, and the devil will fulfill your wishes. ."
In the era of the fairy demon, the demon king used to rule the world, but this method seems to be effective at all times.
Behind the two hundred red-robed priests surrounded by Zhang Ping, there are thousands of mountain guardians.
As the mountain became higher and the road steeper and steeper, the mood of these people became more and more tense, and their armor gradually became soaked with cold sweat.
However, no battle took place.
The quiet, deserted Qingluan Academy finally appeared in front of them.
Looking at the temples standing on top of the peaks and the ziplines connecting the peaks, everyone felt a kind of power rushing toward their faces. This inexplicable pressure made all the red The robe priest and the mountain knight were shaking constantly.
"Just give up so simply?"
"Many of us once regarded it as a place more important than life, and we gave up like this without even a trace of resistance?"
Zhang Ping didn't feel any shock, he just looked at the places he was familiar with with a mocking look, the Zhige-type Xinsheng Hall, the Tiangong-type Xinsheng Temple, the Imperial Medicine-type Xinsheng Temple...and that piece of them. The hillside that once burned flames.
He stood up slowly, but the moment he stood up, he suddenly became disgusted with this place.
"All burned."
He stopped walking out of the giant lion, but just sat down and issued such an order.
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Somewhere on the high end of the Dengtian Mountain Range, the glacier that has remained immortal has been cut into a gap by the sword of the **** king. On the end facing Qingluan Academy, the surface of the glacier is flawless white. It seems that the accumulation of pure white gradually forms blue.
Then those who walk into the cracks in the glacier will find that the original white ice and snow will turn blue as the thickness accumulates. The initial light blue, in the end it turns into a jewel-like clear blue.
This naturally formed glacial rift is one of the best passages to the ice and snow gods behind the Dengtian Mountains.
However, the ice and snow gods in Yunqin have been considered to be the domain of gods since ancient times, and naturally they cannot be set foot on by the world.
Although this wide glacier fissure is still a low point at the top of the Dengtian Mountains, the air in it is incredibly thinner than ordinary places in the world, even if the average practitioner is in such a place. If you don't do it, you will fall into confusion because you can't breathe enough fresh air, and you will lose your normal judgment.
What's more, there is a bitter coldness, which constantly passes through the cracks of this glacier from the ice and snow gods.
The cold air gathered in the wind is like an invisible sword, cutting and cutting in the air.
On the end near the Snow God Plain, there are not only countless knife-like deep marks on the iron-hard glacier, but the ice and snow are still muddy blue and black, and countless sand and stone particles are deeply embedded in the ice and snow.
However, in such a place, where this glacier crevice meets the ice and snow gods, a shelter from the wind behind a piece of ice like an eagle beak, there is also a tent wrapped in thick fur.
A cultivator with thick leather boots under his feet, thick gloves on his hands, and the whole person covered in fur like zongzi, stood at the door of this tent.
The outside of his mouth and nose were covered with snow scum, and his body was trembling in the cold.
He faintly saw the smoke and fire emanating from the Dengtian Mountains. He understood what it meant, and his eyes suddenly filled with pain.
He turned around resolutely, no longer looking behind him, just looking at the sacred land of ice and snow in front of him like a frozen ocean.
The sky gradually dimmed.
Countless bizarre glaciers in the gloomy sky are like countless shipwrecks frozen in ice.
There is a sharper wind blowing between these "wrecks".
Visibility is getting worse and worse, and the distant glaciers and endless ice fields are gradually out of his sight.
His consciousness also began to blur, and he didn't know how long he had been here. He also began to lose faith a little, and he was about to moan in pain.
Suddenly, a small but bright blue-yellow flame appeared in the distant ice field that he no longer saw.
It was just a ray of flames flashing to the sky, but the practitioner who stood here waiting for the message let out a cheer of great joy.
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