The great elder of Purgatory Mountain wanted to take one last look at Zhang Ping, but he couldn't lift his head.

He died when he thought he had reached the peak of power in Purgatory Mountain, so the last eyes of the great elder of Purgatory Mountain were filled with endless despair and hatred.

Some people feel at ease when they die, some people die without regrets and happily, and some people die with immense pain and hatred... Then what will happen when you die?

Zhang Ping looked at the standing and dead elder of Purgatory Mountain, and inexplicably had such thoughts in his mind. Then he raised his head even more indifferently, saying in his heart that he would never die, at least not at this time.

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Black smoke and flames surged from his body.

The flames mixed in the black smoke are not black, but purple-red, which represents the highest power of Purgatory Mountain.

In such billowing smoke and flames, he looked indifferently at the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain like a tide.

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

"He's only one person!"

"We can kill him before such a fire leader appears!"

"Kill him and avenge the headmaster and the great elder!"

However, such voices kept ringing.

Following the constant sounds, more than ten red-robed priests from Purgatory Mountain approached Zhang Ping.

These red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain usually do not have a high status in Purgatory Mountain. However, after nearly a hundred of the core priests of Purgatory Mountain died in front of Qianye Pass, and now the only old Purgatory Mountain Grand Elder died, these people

They have become the highest-status people in Purgatory Mountain, and the most important thing is that their cultivation levels are similar to Zhang Ping, and some are even higher than Zhang Ping.

A long sword that was obviously an imitation of the Seven Luminaries Demon Sword first pierced into the black smoke and flames.

The swarming purple flames burned the sword red, turning it into molten gold in an instant.

The red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain let out a sharp roar and stepped back with smoke rising from his palms.

At the same time, another rough long sword that looked like it was cut from black lava had also taken advantage of this gap and stabbed Zhang Ping's lower abdomen like electricity.

Zhang Ping had no time to send out flames.

He could only block the long sword with his hands.

Many red-robed priests even let out a cheer, because in their eyes, Zhang Ping's hand would be easily cut off by this "familiar" sword that looked rough but was actually extremely sharp, and then this long sword would

It will cut into his lower abdomen and tear out all the internal organs in his lower abdomen.

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

However, this long sword was not able to cut off Zhang Ping's hand. Instead, with a soft click, the sword was broken into two pieces by Zhang Ping.

All the cheers turned into exclamations, and the red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain who had his sword broken was so horrified that he forgot to take any action.

Zhang Ping swung 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's body, making a sound like countless moths crashing into the flames.

The third Priest of Purgatory Mountain who rushed to Zhang Ping was shocked to see a dark hand reaching out from the smoke and grabbing at his heart.

The Priest of Purgatory Mountain subconsciously blocked the long knife in his hand in front of this terrifying hand. However, in the next moment, he felt a chill in his heart and felt that all the heat in his body was being sucked out of his body.

A wave of horrified screams sounded.

Zhang Ping indifferently pulled out his hand from the body of the Purgatory Mountain priest.

The thick ghost-patterned long knife broke into several pieces and fell between him and the Purgatory Mountain priest.

Gurgling blood gushed out from the body of the Priest of Purgatory Mountain, and his dark hands grasped the heart of the Priest of Purgatory Mountain.

This living heart radiating heat is still beating.

The figures of the red-robed priests from Purgatory Mountain who had shouted and rushed to his side all paused, their bodies trembling non-stop.

What made them completely lose the courage to move forward was not only Zhang Ping's hands that were harder and more indestructible than the soul weapons refined in Purgatory Mountain, but also that all of them sensed that before Zhang Ping killed the three

At the moment when he was named the Priest of Purgatory Mountain, some of the soul power diffused from the three Priests of Purgatory Mountain was sucked into Zhang Ping's body.

This kind of perception is like a real demon king, swallowing the breath of death and turning it into his own power!

Not far behind Zhang Ping, in the Heavenly Demon Prison Field, there was already a volcanic eruption-like aura of monsters emerging, which even some low-level red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain could sense.

"You should be loyal to me."

At this moment, Zhang Ping made a sound, and the living heart that was still beating in his hand turned into burning ashes in his hand.

At this moment, his voice became exceptionally majestic.

The blood-red tide gathered by the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to tremble continuously.

Zhang Ping looked at the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who did not dare to step forward for a moment, and said emotionlessly: "Don't forget, I have been confirmed by the headmaster and six great elders as someone who is absolutely loyal to Purgatory Mountain, and more than once.

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He shook off the burning ashes in his hand, clenched his fist, stretched out a finger, lit the body of the standing dead elder of Purgatory Mountain, and continued coldly and coldly: "So those who betrayed the leader and Purgatory Mountain

It can't be me, but this traitor! You should not question me, but should be absolutely loyal to me!"

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

However, there were some voices of rebuke and anger.

"Your magical transformation is obviously far beyond our magical transformation in Purgatory Mountain."

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

"Including these Fire Chiefs! You were able to control these Fire Chiefs, but you didn't hand them over to the Headmaster. You concealed too many things from the Headmaster. These alone can 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 command the Fire Chief to kill all the red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain, Purgatory Mountain would become a real extinct volcano, which would have no meaning to him.

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

However, at this moment, his cold heart began to tremble violently uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He felt pain.

Because among these people who were against him and loyal to the original leader of Purgatory Mountain, he saw a familiar figure.

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

It was this red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain who risked his life to tell him that he had been included on the list of demonic transformations for that season, and gave him the opportunity to decide whether he wanted to practice magic transformation.

This old red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain was equivalent to giving away his life.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Ping's eyes fell on the old Priest of Purgatory Mountain, and he asked this painfully 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, and just relied on his perception to rush in front of these people.

A weapon also fell on him.

His body, which was far tougher than that of ordinary practitioners, also began to bleed. However, because he was wrapped in thick black smoke and flames, all the red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain could not see the bleeding on his body, but only saw a cruel and rapid attack.

Killing.

His body traveled through the group of Purgatory Mountain priests who opposed him. The Purgatory Mountain priests were reduced to ashes under the purple flames, and the Purgatory Mountain priests turned into broken pieces under his dark hands.

limbs.

When another huge Fire Chief walked out of the heat of Rehe, all the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who were at the front who opposed him were already dead.

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

He closed his eyes and slowly opened them.

He was also seriously injured, and some of his internal organs were even punctured, but he still did not fall down.

No one dared to raise an objection anymore. All the red-robed priests knelt on the ground, 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 walking through a sea of ​​blood.

A huge fire leader 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 Fire Chief leaned down, and he sat on the Fire Chief's broad back.

All the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to gather under the highest volcano and knelt on the ground again.

Zhang Ping looked at the empty temple indifferently.
Chapter completed!