The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain wanted to take one last look at Zhang Ping, but he couldn't lift his head.
Having died when he thought he had reached the pinnacle of Purgatory Mountain's power, the last of this Purgatory Mountain Great Elder's gaze was filled with endless despair and hatred.
Some people die with peace of mind, some people die without regret and happiness, and some people die with great pain and hatred for what happens when they die Zhang Ping looked at the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain who was standing and died, and such a thought appeared inexplicably in his heart, and then he raised his head even more indifferently, saying in his heart that he would never die, at least not at such a time.
Black smoke and flames rose from his body.
The flame mixed with the black smoke is not a black sè, but a purple-red sè that represents the supreme power of Purgatory Mountain.
In such billowing smoke and flames, he looked indifferently at the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain like cháo.
Many of the Purgatory Mountain red-robed priests began to retreat in horror.
"He's only one man" "We can kill him before such a fire does not appear" "Kill him and avenge the head and the Great Elder" However, such voices also kept ringing.
With such a constantly sounding voice, more than a dozen purgatory mountain red-robed priests approached Zhang Ping.
The status of these red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain is not very high in Purgatory Mountain, but after nearly a hundred core priests of Purgatory Mountain died in front of Chiba Pass, and now the only old Purgatory Mountain Great Elder has died again, they have become the highest-ranking people in Purgatory Mountain, and most importantly, their cultivation is similar to Zhang Ping, and some are even higher than Zhang Ping.
A longsword that was clearly an imitation of the Seven Dawn Demon Sword pierced into the black smoke and flames first.
The surging purple-red flames turned the sword red, and in an instant it burned into molten gold juice.
The purgatory-robed priest let out a loud roar, and his palms retreated with green smoke.
At the same time, another rough long sword cut from black sè lava had also taken advantage of this gap and stabbed Zhang Ping's lower abdomen like electricity.
Zhang Ping had no time to emit flames.
He could only block the sword with his hand. gtt first gtt send gt The black sè long sword landed on Zhang Ping's palm.
However, this long sword was not able to cut off Zhang Ping's palm, on the contrary, there was a soft click, and the sword body was broken into two by Zhang Ping.
All the cheers turned into exclamations, and the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain, whose sword had been broken, was so frightened that he forgot to make any movements.
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 slammed into the billowing black smoke outside Zhang Ping's body, making a sound like countless moths crashing into the flames.
The third Purgatory Mountain priest who rushed to Zhang Ping's side was shocked to see a pitch-black 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, but in the next moment, he only felt that his heart was cold, and he felt all the heat in his body being pulled out of his body.
A watery scream of horror rang out.
Zhang Ping indifferently withdrew his hand from the body of the Purgatory Mountain Priest.
The broad, ghost-patterned long knife shattered into several pieces and fell between him and the Purgatory Mountain priest.
Bubbling blood poured out of the Purgatory Mountain Priest's body, and his pitch-black hands grabbed the heart of the Purgatory Mountain Priest.
This living heart, which exudes heat, is still beating.
The figures of the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who had shouted earlier and rushed to his side all stopped, and their bodies trembled.
What made them completely lose the courage to move forward was not only Zhang Ping's hands that were harder and indestructible than the soul soldiers made by Purgatory Mountain, but also that all of them sensed that at the moment when Zhang Ping killed the three Purgatory Mountain Priests, there was some power in the soul power that diffused from the three Purgatory Mountain Priests, which was sucked into Zhang Ping's body.
This perception is like a real demon king, devouring the breath of death and turning into his own power In the Heavenly Demon Hell Plain not far behind Zhang Ping, there was already a volcanic eruption-like demon beast aura emerging at this time, which made some low-level purgatory mountain red-robed priests perceive it.
"You ought to be loyal to me."
At this moment, Zhang Ping made a sound, and the living heart, which was still beating in the palm of his hand, turned into burning ashes in his hand.
At this moment, his voice became extremely majestic.
The blood-red cháo water gathered by the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to tremble continuously.
Zhang Ping looked at these purgatory mountain red-robed priests who didn't dare to step forward for a while, and said without emotion: "Don't forget, I am the one who has been determined by the master 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 his fists, stretched out a finger, pointed at the body of the dead Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, and continued indifferently and coldly: "So the person who betrayed the sect and Purgatory Mountain cannot be me, but this rebel You should not question me, but should be absolutely loyal to me."
The red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain involuntarily knelt down to express his submission.
However, there were some rebuke and angry voices.
"Your demonic transformation is obviously far beyond that of our Purgatory Mountain."
"Your body refining method should also be obtained in the Heavenly Demon Hell Plain."
"And including these fire bosses, you can control these fire bosses, but you haven't handed them over to the master, you have hidden too many things from the master, and these alone can already make you a traitor to Purgatory Mountain" Zhang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.
He knew very well what he should do now, otherwise even if he could make the Fire Leader kill all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain, this Purgatory Mountain would become a real extinct volcano, and it would no longer mean anything to him.
So he set out to walk towards the red-robed priests who had rushed to the front, rebuking and opposing him.
However, at this moment, his cold heart trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
He felt the pain.
Because among these people who opposed him and were loyal to the original Purgatory Mountain Sect, he saw a familiar figure.
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It was an old purgatory mountain red-robed priest.
It was this red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain who risked his life to tell him that he had been on the list of that season's demonic transformations, and gave him the opportunity to decide whether he wanted to practice demonic transformations or not.
This old purgatory mountain red-robed priest is equivalent to giving him an XG life.
"Why are you here?"
Zhang Ping's gaze fell on the old Purgatory Mountain priest, and he asked this sentence painfully in his heart.
"I'm sorry."
Then he closed his eyes in pain.
He no longer looked at these purgatory mountain red-robed priests in front of him, but with his senses, he rushed in front of these people.
A sword also fell on him.
His body, which was far tougher than that of ordinary cultivators, also began to bleed, but because of the thick black smoke and flames wrapped around his body, all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain could not see the bleeding of his body, only a cruel and rapid killing.
His body walked through the crowd of Purgatory Mountain priests who opposed him, one of them turned to ashes under the purple flames, and one of them turned into puddles of broken limbs under his dark hands.
By the time another huge fire leader stepped out of the heat of Rehe, all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who had opposed him at the forefront had already died.
Zhang Ping stood above the black ash and broken flesh.
He closed his eyes and slowly opened them.
He was also badly wounded, and even some of his internal organs were pierced, but he still did not fall.
No one dared to raise a voice of disapproval, and all the red-robed priests fell to their knees, trembling all over, and pressed their faces against the black rocks and dust.
Zhang Ping walked through these red-robed priests kneeling on the ground, as if he had walked through a sea of blood.
A huge fiery head slowly followed behind him.
He slowly walked into the highest peak of Purgatory Mountain, and instead of returning to his cave, he walked into the highest temple.
The red throne in the Black Sè Temple is no longer there.
But the huge fiery head leaned down, and he sat on the broad back of the fiery head.
All the Hellmountain red-robed priests began to gather under the highest volcano and fell to their knees again.
Zhang Ping looked at the empty temple indifferently.
From now on, he is the head of the Purgatory Mountain
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