Purgatory Artist

The latest website: burning small print floating in the air:

"Given that you have successfully acquired all the roles, you will awaken a whole new power."

"Congratulations."

"You have acquired the performance department ability: artist."

"Turn the real into the virtual, the virtual into the real, and even all the performance skills are at your fingertips."

"—You can't defeat the enemy, but you go to victory, because you are good at creating all deceptions."

All small prints are collected.

Liu Ping clasped his fists and said, "Master."

Lao Dao waved his hand and said solemnly: "Strictly speaking, many of your things are awakened by yourself, and I'm not really your master."

"As long as you have taught me, you can be called a master." Liu Ping said.

"I agree with this. There is a sequence of hearings... Ah, wrong, I still can't be called your master. Forget it, the things here are too complicated, we'll talk about it later." The old man sighed.

"Master, let's go, let's save the clone of Xie Daoling." Liu Ping said.

"Don't be busy, you have to pass the power of the demon to the three strongest clones first. They will analyze everything about the demon, find out more ways to deal with it, and inject it into the six reincarnations." Lao Dao said.

"She's not afraid of the power of demons?" Liu Ping asked in surprise.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation is her technique, and she is not afraid of the power of demons. She can even transform the banner bearer into a human woman, not to mention her own?" Lao Dao said.

"That's fine, I have some ideas that I can try." Liu Ping said.

"That's your business, I can't interfere. From now on, all the results of the future generations will have real results in your actions." Lao Dao looked up at the sky.

I saw a strange star flashing in the sky.

They began to fly towards the city here as if they were alive.

A line of blood-colored characters suddenly jumped out:

"The devil has arrived!"

Lao Dao patted the ashes on his body and sighed, "I'm going to fight to buy time for you."

In the void behind him, several long swords suddenly appeared.

The long swords exuded fierce murderous intent.

In one of the extremely simple and simple long swords, there was a voice as thick as a mountain: "Is it multiple, or one by one?"

"I'm the only one here, of course I'm here to stop them - pay attention when you speak." The old man said helplessly.

The other long sword slammed fiercely against the long sword that made the sound just now, until it flew into the wall behind it.

"Don't blame my son."

A female voice rang out from the long sword with a slender body and bright like an autumn water.

"It's better to teach it a lesson." The old man shrugged.

He looked at Liu Ping again and said, "The three most important clones are waiting for you. I can't interfere with the things here, you can only rely on yourself."

"Wait a minute," Liu Ping said, "Master, you just said that the future generations - if there are future generations, is the outcome here already doomed?"

The long sword suddenly said: "Young Master, you two have a few more words, I will go first."

"Okay." The old man nodded.

I saw that the long sword shook, suddenly turned into an old-fashioned appearance, rushed into the sky, and flew towards those monster stars.

The other long sword made a humming sound, and it followed like a swimming fish.

At this time, the heavy sword that was shot into the wall swayed back and fell into Lao Dao's hands.

Lao Dao looked at the long sword in his hand and said:

"You can't think that everything in the hereafter is doomed."

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

"Do you still remember the assertion you made about 'Swimming Fish'?" the old man asked.

"Understood... A fish is still a fish, but what will happen in addition to those fixed events in the future, we still have to look here." Liu Ping said.

"Yes, this is the moment that really decides everything."

The old man said in a deep tone: "The moment everyone lives, there are dark nights before and after. Only by struggling desperately in this moment to seize the chance of life, will the future rely on this chance of life to fight for real victory."

"Understood." Liu Ping said.

He felt something in his heart and turned his head to look at the other side of the street.

The childish girl leaned against the wall, folded her arms, and seemed to be waiting for him.

"I'm going." Liu Ping said.

"Go, all of our endings are up to you."

The old man smiled at him, and his figure suddenly turned into a blazing sword light and shot into the sky.

Liu Ping walked towards the childish girl.

The childish girl said: "Find a place and pass on all the demon knowledge you have acquired to me."

"No problem...but what I have gained is not as good as the flag bearer." Liu Ping said.

"Oh? Do you have a better idea?" The childish girl asked with interest.

"If I really want to win this battle, I have a new idea." Liu Ping said.

"I believe." The childish girl said.

"You believe me?"

"What you've done has long proven yourself."

…

outskirts.

Liu Ping and Zhitiannu looked at the battlefield.

Blood Rain is fighting several monks.

"Come on! How did you cultivate, and why did you ascend to this realm after entering the Dao for such a short time?" a cultivator shouted.

They surrounded the blood rain in the middle and kept attacking.

Liu Ping said: "Let her be on the verge of death."

"Are you sure?" the childish girl asked.

"Sure." Liu Ping said.

The childish girl flicked her fingers.

In the battlefield, the blood rain fell to the ground and lost its vitality.

Those practitioners were all at a loss, not knowing what was going on.

Liu Ping flew over, took out a gourd, and poured the Wangchuan water into the mouth of Xueyu.

"What should I do now?" the childish girl asked aside.

"Are you going to seize the parasitic technique?" Liu Ping asked.

"No, but as a witch, I will." The childish girl said.

The witch appeared quietly and looked towards the blood rain.

"I see," the witch praised. "As expected of you, this method is actually the best."

The changer also came out and said tauntingly: "But there is a problem here - how can we not be noticed by her."

Liu Ping said: "There is no time here."

"So?" The Transformer asked.

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and pressed—

The power of an artist!

all of a sudden.

Everything around turned into a lot of light and shadows, scattered one after another, and re-formed a brand new scene.

"This is?" asked the witch.

"In terms of time, this is the moment when she changed from a demon to a human being." Liu Ping said.

The witch nodded and chanted a few spells in a low voice.

She suddenly turned into a phantom, flew over, and fell into the corpse of the blood rain.

In this way, when Blood Rain woke up again, everything about her could not escape the witch's control.

Because the witch hides in her body, following her experiences, always grasping her thoughts and thoughts!

"Let those people go and bring her back to life." Liu Ping said.

"No problem." The change teacher said.

He disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, those practitioners also disappeared completely.

"What will happen next?" The childish girl asked with interest.

"Let her wake up - you'll know when you look at it." Liu Ping said.

The childish girl flicked her fingers again.

Liu Ping waved his hand and let go of a veil of nothingness, shrouding himself and the childish girl.

on the ground.

Blood Rain opened his eyes.

It was night time, and the sky was pitch black.

She stood up, looked around, and saw that this was a mass grave.

"here is…"

A look of confusion appeared on Xue Yu's face.

Thousands of miles of solitary peaks, no one around, only Changfeng weeping.

"Yes, this is the moment when I first became human."

The woman gradually revealed the color of thinking.

She looked at the cemetery around her and felt the same world scene as before.

"...It's here, but I can't seem to remember anything."

"Am I reborn?"

"There is no other explanation. Sure enough, I am immortal, because I am not a human being."

Blood Rain walked back, sat down in the grave, closed his eyes and entered the state of tranquility.

This time, I can't be so careless.

You must not expose the law of the Nine Nethers that you have learned!

Liu Ping looked at it from a distance and said softly: "It seems that it has already happened, but to fully show the world she has experienced, you have to ask the guardian of the dream for help."

"Don't bother with it, I'll rebuild the world and bring it back to its former strength."

The childish girl put her hand on the ground.

a time.

I saw that outside the numerous illusions where the blood rain was located, the entire world was rapidly degrading.

Countless coffins packed all sentient beings, left this world directly, and disappeared into the void.

And this world's aura, geographical area, population, and level of civilization have all begun to regress.

The whole world is in chaos.

—This is the world of practice that we were in before the blood rain!

"It's done!" said the childish girl.

"What do we do next? Do we still need to save other clones?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course, we have to save other clones - the more clones we save, the stronger the witch's power will be. She can constantly sense all the memories of the blood rain, and obtain the knowledge and skills of the demons from it." The childish girl said.

"I was in the city just now, and I didn't see your clone." Liu Ping said.

"I can't be found by the demon, so the strongest clone turned into a prisoner, sealed itself, waiting for someone to unravel the trio of the death of the world, while the other clones hid in the last spell of time." The childish girl said.

"The magic of time..." Liu Ping said.

The childish girl said softly: "Time is at the moment of death, and I used the last drop of blood to perform this technique."

"What is it?" Liu Ping asked.

"It turns everything into a structure - just like this copper coin, it is a circle and has two sides." Zhitiannu said with a copper coin in her hand.

"...It's too esoteric, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand, that is, I can understand it as soon as I hear it." Liu Ping said.

The childish girl laughed.

"Time can see everything and know the general situation of this moment, so its technique should be on you," she said.

"On me?" Liu Ping asked in surprise.

"At the moment when time died in battle, he used his last drop of blood to cast this powerful time technique... Ms. Mystery is his lover, and there is a way to activate it." The childish girl said.

Ms. Mystery appeared quietly and put her hand on Liu Ping's heart.

"Are you ready? Go to the back of time and save all her clones." Ms. Mystery asked.

"There are really two sides to time? How do I get there?" Liu Ping asked.

"Memory." Ms. Mystery said succinctly.

"When life is facing extreme danger, it occasionally transcends the limit of time and sees all the past hidden in its own memory." Zhitiannu explained.

The two girls looked at him together.

Ms. Mystery looked at Liu Ping deeply and whispered, "We can count on you now."

"It's the same with all living beings," the childish girl said.

"There is no other way out, I can only do my best." Liu Ping said.

The two women nodded together.

Lady Mystery chanted the incantation in a low voice, and suddenly shouted:

"With all my strength, call on the blood of time to turn time and reveal everything it hides!"

Liu Ping only felt a great force wrapped around him, and pulled himself into the void—

all of a sudden.

The surrounding scene disappeared.

Ms. Mystery and Childish Tiannu go away together.

All is missing.

In the endless dream, Liu Ping seemed to see a drop of blood.

There was a sudden realization in his heart—

"Blood of Time..."

"It turns out that I and the sentient beings on the eternal night and purgatory pillars, everything we have experienced is at this moment, at this moment when it drips."

"This is the moment when time dies."

Blood.

Finally dripping.

When this drop of blood fell, Liu Ping clearly saw his life, until the final moment—

That was the 181st year of Chengping.

Wanren Plain.

Techniques flicker, swords screech wildly, and blood is chaotic.

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