Yunqin is so vast that even though it is located in the northern part of Yunqin, when you look north from here, you still can't see the shadow of the Dengtian Mountains.

The guesses of Chen Anshi and many Yunqin practitioners who died here are correct. Zhang Ping suddenly appeared in the northern part of Yunqin. There is only one possibility, and that is to attack Qingluan College.

Although he had a great adventure in the Heavenly Demon Prison, it was like coming to this world powerfully with an era, but he knew very well that since the academy could design armor to deal with the previous leader of Purgatory Mountain, it was also possible

Accumulate the strength to deal with yourself.

So he has to go as fast as possible.

Even if it is just to wipe out all the buildings of Qingluan Academy in the Dengtian Mountains, it is more meaningful than to wipe out countless opposition forces like Chen Anshi.

But before finally attacking Qingluan Academy, he decided to meet someone.

This person is not far from here, which is the real reason why he easily eliminated the opposition forces of Daoshi Academy today.

…

Hundreds of riders wearing black and red light armor roared out of the purgatory-like Taoist Academy.

Zhang Ping got on the heavy metal chariot. No one knew what method he used to transport such a heavy metal chariot to this place without the vast majority of the Yunqin opposition forces noticing it.

.

Dragged by dozens of Purgatory Mountain priests, the giant metal chariot covered by a hanging curtain moved forward as fast as a carriage.

Pieces of Zhang Ping's armor fell off and returned to the throne beneath him.

He looked at the cavalry and the priest of Purgatory Mountain in front of him through a gap in the curtain, and couldn't help but feel that this world was really full of irony.

Many of the red-robed priests and mountain-protecting knights currently active in Yunqin are not the former Purgatory Mountain disciples at all.

When he used the most direct method to let practitioners in the world choose to surrender or die, while countless resistance forces suddenly appeared, countless fanatical and devout believers also inexplicably appeared.

He figured out the reason.

These people do not surrender to Purgatory Mountain, but believe in the legendary coming of the devil, but worship the power and fear itself.

So even if it is the most ferocious demon king who feeds on humans, he will definitely have many followers.

…

The clear stream in the calm mountains and fields was trampled to pieces by iron hooves, and then the heavy giant chariot slid through the stream, causing the entire stream to stop flowing for an instant.

The peace of a small town south of the stream was also completely broken.

The people in the town retreated under the eaves in horror, watching as the riders galloping past surrounded a house at the south end of the town.

There are some fruit trees planted in one of the courtyards of the house.

Compared with the previous military headquarters in the South, Meng Bai, who looked paler and fatter, walked out of a house in the backyard of this courtyard. He bypassed the fruit trees and walked to the front yard. Then he thought to himself, finally

coming.

The calmness in his eyes changed in an instant, turning into the timid and humble look he had always made others think.

His body began to tremble, which made people feel extremely real. Perhaps in everyone's eyes, he who was timid, humble and trembling all over at this moment was the real one.

A powerful aura that did not feel like that of a cultivator suddenly descended, and then the narrow courtyard door in front of him suddenly collapsed, and the heavy metal chariot passed through the broken courtyard like a giant beast walking from hell.

The door descended in front of him.

His pale face became paler, he lowered his head, and his body seemed surprisingly stiff. However, his whole body shivered even more violently, and his cotton robe was gradually soaked with sweat.

The hanging curtain on the giant metal chariot slowly parted.

Zhang Ping stood up from the throne made of countless broken soul soldiers and looked at him quietly.

"You have also done a lot of things for them... However, after Wenren Cangyue was killed by him, you still couldn't integrate into their circle. So you are also a person abandoned by them."

Looking at a drop of sweat dripping from his white chin, Zhang Ping said softly.

Mengbai's head was already hanging very low, but when he heard Zhang Ping's voice, his body became lower and lower, his knees gradually bent, and he was about to kneel down.

"You and Li Kaiyun are my best friends in the academy, you don't have to be like this." Zhang Ping said calmly.

The white body became stiffer.

But after being frozen for several breaths, Meng Bai still knelt down, his knees submerged in the rubble of the courtyard gate and wall.

Zhang Ping's brows furrowed slightly, and there was still no obvious emotion on his face. However, it was undeniable that an unusually satisfying feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

It turns out that sometimes the surrender and kneeling of a friend, or former friend, is more satisfying than the kneeling of an enemy.

"I know you are afraid of death." Zhang Ping's face turned cold, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I can let you live, and I can let you live well. But you must prove that you are not my enemy.

"

"I am a useless person..." Mengbai's mutated cry rang out.

Zhang Ping ignored his cry and said slowly and clearly: "I am about to enter Qingluan College, but before entering, I must make sure that there is no ambush enough to kill me in Qingluan College."

Meng Bai was still convulsing and crying, but many parts of his body were trying their best to capture some useful information.

In the cool air, he could vaguely feel a strange fragrance coming from Zhang Ping's body.

…

The strong wind blew the snow, passing through the mountains and forests and houses, making all kinds of strange whistling sounds.

When the wind subsided, the sky and earth were cold and desolate. The moonlight fell down, and the ground seemed to be covered with white jade.

A carriage was walking in the snow under the moonlight.

This is a very ordinary-looking carriage. It looks like it was delayed by some things on the road and missed the time to leave the store, so it had to travel at night.

However, a black spot appeared on a trail in front of the carriage.

In the snowy field at night, this black dot seemed very small. However, as the black dot turned into a clear figure in the eyes of the people in the carriage, everything became no longer ordinary.

The visitor was wearing a fox fur coat, and Feng Xue naturally turned aside in fear.

Looking at the carriage that slowly stopped dozens of steps in front of him, the man's eyes showed emotion and compassion.

"An Keyi, when you asked Ye Wangqing to come to my place to get the Wangqing Sword, did you ever think that it would become someone else's wedding dress?"

In this man's clear and somewhat old voice, the driver raised his head slightly, revealing a delicate and bookish face under the bamboo hat.

The curtain of the carriage behind her also slowly opened, revealing Lin Xi, Nangong Weiyang and Qin Xiyue.

An Keyi was no stranger to the luxuriously dressed holy master in front of him. Even Lin Xi and others knew from his words that he was Mr. Lan Da, the former master of the Forgetting Sword in the academy.

This was definitely not the person they wanted to see at the moment. An Keyi also knew very well how powerful this academy senior was, so she frowned unconsciously and asked calmly in her usual reading-like tone: "

Even you chose to surrender to Zhang Ping?"

Mr. Lan Da was silent for a moment and sighed: "You should understand that he is completely different from Qingluan Academy. Qingluan Academy can allow a person like me to live quietly in the world with nothing to do, but he is a real demon king. To him,

There are only two choices: surrender and death."

"You can't run away."

Mr. Lan Da's eyes fell on Lin Xi behind An Keyi again, and his tone became colder, with a hint of helplessness.

When he said such a sentence, An Keyi saw that the skin on his face was faintly glowing with indigo and purple gold under the moonlight. Her breathing paused slightly, "Zhang Ping told you

Real magic?"

"So he is the devil, you are the weak devil, and I am the weakest devil." Mr. Lan Da did not answer An Keyi's question, but looked at Lin Xi and said.

Lin Xi was not too shocked by Mr. Lan Da's transformation into a demon, but at this moment, he subconsciously felt that Mr. Lan Da's words contained more information.

Suddenly the howling wind sounded again in the distance.

Four huge figures appeared in his sight with the sound of wind.

Qin Xiyue's breathing stopped completely.

Those are the four-headed fire chiefs!

Nangong Weiyang's eyes flashed violently, and she immediately thought of a certain possibility from Mr. Lan Da's words, so she said directly in a deep voice: "These things can sense the practice of becoming a demon.

The breath of the person?”

She is just a junior to Mr. Lan Da, but because she was once the most powerful practitioner after the leader of Purgatory Mountain, Mr. Lan Da also gave her enough respect.

He nodded slightly and sighed.

"It was just because I was too seriously injured and my breath was too weak, so these fire chiefs didn't sense it before?" Lin Xi took a deep breath and asked calmly.

Although An Keyi was the only one to help them leave today, the strong men of the college had made many arrangements in the Zhongzhou area. The college had determined that Zhang Ping was not in the Zhongzhou area, and another group of strong men from the college even

He escorted Hu Piyi away and set up a trap to lure Leng Zhennan and the power of Purgatory Mountain.

Before, Mr. Lan Da could appear in front of him, and he felt incredible. But at this moment, Mr. Lan Da's words and attitude had brought him into contact with a more terrifying fact. The fact of why Zhang Ping was so confident.

Facing Lin Xi's words and looking at the new generation of generals in the academy whom he had met for the first time, Mr. Lan Da smiled bitterly and said, "So it's useless for you to run wherever you go."

Lin Xi thought for a moment and said, "I can keep myself in a situation where I don't have much soul power and my aura is very weak, and I can use other auras to cover it up, and you can do the same."

After the battle with Zhongzhou City and Zhang Ping, he seemed to have become calmer and sharper than before.

Mr. Lan Da was slightly startled, but then he smiled bitterly: "What happens after that? Hiding without soul power? Qingluan College is about to cease to exist. Although the world is big, where can you go? What's more... you all...
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