Purgatory Artist

"and many more!"

　　 Wang Cheng suddenly got up and shouted.

　　 Without waiting for Liu Ping to take action, he repeatedly said: "Maliciously destroying private property is an extremely bad crime in the entire world. I advise you not to do that, and I will also tell you what you want to know."

　　 "Say." Liuping said.

　　 "What do you want to know?" Wang Cheng asked.

　　 "We talked about this just now—"

　　 Liuping suddenly closed his mouth, cut his hand to the next stab, and picked it again.

　　 Several fingers of Wang Cheng were cut off, and a stone hidden in his hand was picked up in the air.

　　 I saw a weird rune engraved on the stone, releasing some kind of faint fluctuation, and a faint phantom just appeared around the stone, as if something was about to come alive.

　　 Liuping looked carefully, only that the rune seemed to be a twisting snake.

　　 He didn't care what this thing was, he squeezed his hand and interrupted the blade with his backhand, slashing with all his strength!

　　 The blade of light flashed by.

　　 Click.

　　 The stone shattered and turned into seven or eight pieces of rubble and fell to the ground.

　　 The stone shattered, and the phantom that had already condensed gradually faded and disappeared quickly.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Wang Cheng scolded.

　　 Scales grew on his arms, his whole head gradually turned into a beast, with fangs in his mouth, he was about to get up from the ground immediately.

　　 The knife light flashed again.

　　 The king was founded and fell back to the ground.

　　—The broken knife passed through his chest and fixed him on the ground again, unable to move for a while.

　　 Wang Cheng gave a sharp howl of pain, and said angrily: "This is a living corpse that I finally obtained. It is my personal property. If you destroy it, the whole world will want you!"

　　 Willow calmed down.

　　 He knelt down and patted the other person's face and said, "Trash, just said so many ruthless things, it turned out to be just wanted."

　　 Wang Cheng said coldly: "Huh, don't you think—"

　　 His voice cut off.

　　—Boom!

　　 saw a huge fist coming towards him and hitting his face so hard that Wang Cheng's entire face was deformed.

　　 This punch seems to have opened a prelude.

　　 Liuping grabbed the opponent with one hand, fisted with the other, spit out a word, and punched Wang Cheng in the face.

　　 "I call you, call you, tell you to be cruel in front of me!"

　　 "How great is it to possess a dead person?"

　　 "I have shown my sincerity, and you are still sneaking in, do you really want to die that way?"

　　 "Pretend to be gods and fools without looking at the almanac. After self-reclusion, no one has ever dared to mess with me!"

　　 Flesh and blood fly all over.

　　 When Liuping started the fight, he couldn't stop his hand. After dozens of breaths of effort, he felt a little tired, so he raised his hand—

Snapped!

　　 Wang Cheng was slapped severely, and then pulled up by the collar.

"what-"

　　 He made a long scream.

　　 The broken blade is still stuck in his chest, but his whole person has been lifted for a few minutes.

　　 Liu Ping, he howled for a while, and then he whispered softly: "No matter what you are, remember, I used to be an alternative among cultivators, and I didn't want to do it a long time ago. Now you tell me wanted?"

　　 Wang Cheng's head was swollen like a pig's head, and he insisted: "Sad mortal, I am—"

　　咚!

　　 Liu Ping violently kicked Wang Cheng in the stomach and kicked it out directly, letting him roll seven or eight times in the mud and fell into a dead man's pit.

"Feel sorry…"

　　 In the cold and dark night rain, Liu Ping picked up the broken blade that was still stuck on the ground, and allowed the rain to wash away the blood on the blade.

　　 "In my life, I have always advocated law and acted in accordance with various rules, unless—"

　　 "Someone forced me."

　　 He put away the broken blade and stretched out his hand.

　　 Spirit Fire.

　　 The fire light clings to his hand, illuminating the surroundings again.

　　 Liuping walked to Wang Cheng, stepped on his chest with his feet, and reached out to hold the flames tightly.

　　 The flame suddenly soared and turned into a raging trend.

　　—Wang Cheng will be burned to fly ash this time!

　　 Wang Cheng saw that he was not good, and he kept howling: "Stop! What do you want to know, I said it's not OK!"

　　 "I want to know what the resurrection is all about." Liu Ping said.

　　 "I can tell you, but you can't destroy this corpse!"

"Say."

　　Wang Cheng gasped for a few times, and said: "In this world, all the dead, the soul no longer belongs to him—"

　　 "Who does that belong to?" Liu Ping asked strangely.

　　 "Of course the masters, even slaves like me can get one or two souls." Wang Chengdao.

　　 Quiet all around.

　　 Liu Ping stood still on the spot, only feeling a chill coming out of his back, so that the sound of wind and rain between the sky and the earth became inaudible.

-How can this be! !

　　 "What the **** is this place?" he asked loudly.

　　 Wang Cheng's eyes turned into a terrible green, and the corners of his mouth split into a strange arc, until he reached the base of his ears.

　　 "You have guessed it, why ask me again." It said in a malicious tone.

　　 Along with Wang Cheng’s words, in the void before Liu Ping’s eyes, lines of burning small characters quickly emerged:

　　 "On the surface, this sequence is still in a silent state, and all power is sealed, but in private, this sequence activates the law of causality to investigate the current situation according to its words, and get the correct world mark."

　　 "The current world rule is: death."

　　 "Through this, the following items can be determined:"

　　"—This is the world after all beings die."

　　 "Remind again:"

　　 "This is the world of death!"

　　 "Please continue to explore all the unknown secrets."

　　The world of death.

　　 It turned out that I was already dead.

　　 Liu Ping was shocked, and for a while, he forgot to breathe.

　　—No!

　　 He suddenly remembered something, and immediately looked towards the void.

　　 I saw a new change in the small flickering line in the corner of the void:

　　 "The necessary caution worked."

　　 "Current status: alive (hidden)."

　　 "Attention, with the power of the **** pill, the life change has been completely completed, and you have been resurrected in this place of death!"

I'm alive-

　　 live in this dead world!

　　 Liu Ping turned his head fiercely, but saw Wang Cheng chanting a confusing spell quickly while his heart was shaking.

　　In a short time, the earth began to shake.

　　 One mound after another appeared on the flat ground, and then one after another coffin was pushed open.

　The densely packed corpses crawled out one after another.

　　 These corpses gathered together frantically, fusing with each other into huge bodies that were constantly squirming.

　　 Liuping's pupils shrank suddenly.

　　 This is an unheard of monster!

　　Wang Cheng laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, a soul in a mere mere daring to hit me, let you know now—"

　　 Its voice suddenly stopped.

　　 Liuping cut off its head, kicked it out with one kick, and blasted the huge monster.

　　 At this time, the monster has already condensed into shape.

　　 Its face was tightly squeezed by thirty-six corpses, vaguely outlined its eye sockets and mouth.

　　 The monster reached out his hand to catch Wang Cheng's head and spread it out on his palm.

　　 Wang Cheng's head looked at the monster and said with a flattering smile: "My lord, as soon as I notice the abnormal situation, I will give you a letter."

　　 The monster gasped heavily and roared: "Failure... not allowed..."

　　 Wang Cheng's face changed wildly: "My lord—no, I found him, I will—"

　　 Regardless of Wang Cheng's words of pleading for mercy, the monster put Wang Cheng's head in his mouth and bit it forcefully.

　　啵—

　　 There was an imperceptible soft noise, and Wang Cheng's voice stopped abruptly.

　　 The monster chewed for a while, slowly lowered his head, looked down at Liuping, and asked:

　　 "So... what are you?"

　　 Liuping sighed, raised his hand with a knife, and cut his finger.

　　 "The question you asked seems to have been asked by me." Liu Ping said.

　　 The monster said: "You have one last chance to explain your history, otherwise I will eat you and let your soul enjoy the pain of eternity in my stomach."

　　 Liuping didn't speak, his hands were like shadows, and he quickly wrote something on the broken blade.

　　 a breath.

　　 A bright yellow light slowly lit up on the broken blade, and around that light, there was an endless crimson haze.

　　—The Secret Technique of Supreme Induction·Evil Sword.

　　 This is a secret sword technique, with Liu Ping's current cultivation base, it is impossible to display its true power.

　　 Despite this, there is still a considerable vision on Broken Blade.

　　 This can only explain one thing—

　　 "It's been a long time since I saw something as evil as you, the Blade of Evil Slayer can't help but want to kill you." Liu Ping said with emotion.

　　 The monster looked at the broken blade, made an angry grunt in its throat, and started to move.

　　 Following the monster's running, the earth trembles slightly.

　　 It rushed towards Liuping!

　　 Liuping held the broken blade and quickly adjusted his breath.

After 　　 changed his life, this newly-born body is indeed easy to use, but no matter what, he currently only has the cultivation base of Qi refining.

　　The trader with the king, coupled with the evil sword that just condensed, has exhausted all his spiritual power, and now he can only rely on skill to fight for life and death.

　　 Liuping shook his feet casually in the same place, his figure stabilized slightly, and suddenly turned into an afterimage of rushing forward.

　　 He rushed to the monster head on!

　　 Both sides meet the enemy.

　　 The monster stood still and roared.

　　 There were dense faces on its body, and it screamed sharply and painfully.

　　 As if an invisible force hit Liu Ping—

　　 He flew upside down like a cannonball, breaking dozens of tombstones in succession, and blasting a deep hole on the ground.

　　 "Bah."

　　 Liuping spit out blood foam, barely got up from the ground, climbed into the pit, and looked down at the wound on his body.

　　 Blood is constantly coming out of the body.

　　 Some bones are dislocated, others have broken.

　　 Liuping first straightened the bones, then stared at the huge monster in the distance, and muttered:

　　 "...There is a technique that I don't know, is the world changed?"

　　 The monster speeded up and walked towards Liuping, and the urn said: "Don't think too much, you will become my food immediately, and your soul will wriggle in my stomach until eternity!"

　　 Liuping said: "It's ridiculous to say, I want to struggle a bit."

　　 He opened his posture on the spot, put his hands together and quickly shook hands.

　　 The monster stopped suddenly.

　　 It struggled to earn, but found that its body was not moving at all.

　　 took a rest.

"Do not-"

　　 All the faces on the monster's body were raised together, and thousands of screams broke out.

　　 A corpse fell from the monster and turned into a pool of smoking blood on the ground.

　　 The monster's body was completely disintegrated and ceased to exist.

　　 Dang!

　　 The broken blade fell from the monster's body to the ground, making a crisp sound.

　　 The evil sword is the best at removing all filth and dead things.

　　 This knife directly broke the monster's body—

　　 It turned out that at the moment of the fight, Liu Ping let the opponent hit and took the opportunity to insert the knife into the monster's body.

　　 What kind of skill and experience this is!

　　 Liu Ping showed exhaustion, stepped forward to pick up the broken blade, and lay on the ground leaning over.

　　 "It feels like the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry... It's painful..."

　　 He said with a frown, he was about to breathe for a moment, the sudden change occurred—

　　 A hand stretched out from behind, and pinched his neck tightly.

　　 Underground.

　　 This hand comes from the underground!

　　 Liuping struggled and looked around.

　　 I saw one hand breaking through the soil and sticking out of the ground.

　　 If you look down from the sky at this time, you will find that the earth is full of outstretched hands.

　　The densely packed arms are arranged in rows, covering every inch of the ground, extending to the end of the line of sight.