Volume 16 Chapter 51

Zhang Ping stands by Lingxia lake.

Even though the outside world is still covered with snow, the lakeside of Lingxia lake is still warm like summer, with many fireflies flying.

The clear and calm water of the lake reflected Zhang Ping's face.

His face is ordinary.

In those days, there were so many students of qingluan who met here, he did not pay attention to his existence.

His complexion is swarthy, and flickers with the purple and gold luster, which looks even more strange. However, even his own face in the lake also shows his strength.

When he showed his whereabouts in the north of Yunqin, the whole world knew that his next step must be to attack qingluan college, but no one could prevent him from entering the four seasons plain, or even into the mountains.

Lingxia lake is very beautiful, which should be a place worthy of his recollection. However, standing in front of the clear and peaceful lake, he thought of the faces of many gold spoons gathered here in those days, and he thought the lake water here was extremely disgusting. Even when he thought of Lin Xi, Gao Yanan and Wen Xuanyu as the pictures of Tianxuan, he was extremely disgusted.

Originally, he felt that everything was beautiful and fair in Yunqin's villages and towns. However, when he arrived here, he felt inferior and resentful when he saw that countless people were better than himself in the world and qualifications.

The little resentment and hatred was just the wings of a butterfly in the climbing mountains. However, it became a huge storm sweeping the world with the power of the world.

"Yes."

Zhang Ping turned indifferently and said these two words to dozens of red robed alchemists kneeling beside the giant chariot behind him.

As he turned around, a strong wind suddenly blew behind him. There were countless crack like waves on the calm Lingxia lake. Countless flying fireflies were shattered by the strength of his body and fell on the lake which was no longer calm.

Filling the lake seems to be a boring order. However, the devil has more and more believers in the world. As long as the devil is still standing in the world, the order is issued, and the beautiful lake is doomed to disappear.

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Like a ship, the heavy chariot passed through the four seasons plain and reached the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Ping sat on the throne and looked up at the towering mountain through the gap of the hanging curtain. He could not see the huge mountain at the top.

He thought that he was exhausted when he arrived here even though he was empty, but today he can sit on such a heavy chariot and climb such a mountain.

Hundreds of priests in red robes dragged the giant chariot along the front of the mountain path.

There are dozens of guillotine doves flying on their heads, whining with a shrill voice. Compared with the vultures that heard the moon, they are more terrifying. The soul power of these guillotine doves vibrates, forming a black air, and finally forming a black cloud.

At the back of the chariot, there were also nearly 100 practitioners in red robes.

Most of these people are not the original disciples of purgatory mountain, like those who drag the giant chariot in front of them. Among them, there are many prisoners who were originally imprisoned in the prison of Yunqin, many famous practitioners of Yunqin, and some ordinary people who were originally Yunqin.

These ordinary people in Yunqin had some desires that could not be satisfied at all. However, one day, a red robed God came to them and told them in a devout and bewitching tone: "give your soul to the devil, serve the devil, and the devil will meet your wishes."

These Yunqin people made a choice, and then their various wishes were met Some people get the beautiful woman they dream of to be their wife, some people kill their most hated enemies, some people get the house full of gold Then they became devout believers of the devil king, and began to walk in Yunqin, spreading the news of the arrival of the devil king, and began to carefully observe the * * in everyone's heart in the streets and alleys. Finally, they would also go to the people they found the deepest * * in their heart, and tell these people in a devout and bewitching tone: "give your soul to the devil king, serve the devil king, The Lord will fulfill your wishes. "

Originally, in the age of immortals, the devil king used the means to rule the world. However, this means seems to be effective at any time.

Two hundred red robed magistrates, surrounded by Zhang Pingju's chariot, followed by thousands of mountain guards.

As the mountains get higher and the roads get steeper, the mood of these people becomes more and more tense, and their armor is gradually soaked by cold sweat.

However, no fighting has taken place.

Quiet, empty qingluan college, finally in front of them.

Looking at the temples standing on one mountain, one slide connecting the peaks, all the people felt a kind of power. This kind of inexplicable pressure made all the red robed priests and mountain guards tremble constantly.

"Just give up?"

"Many of us used to think that it was more important than life. We didn't even do a little resistance, so we gave up?"

Zhang Ping didn't feel any shock. He just looked at the familiar places with ironic expression, such as the new hall of Zhige department, the new hall of Tiangong department and the new hall of Yuyao department And the hillside where they used to burn.

He slowly stood up, but in the moment when he stood up, he suddenly became disgusted with this place.

"It's all on fire."

He no longer went out of the chariot, but sat down and gave such an order.

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At the high end of the mountain, the ancient glaciers are like a gap cut by the sword of the God King. In the face of qingluan college, the surface of the glaciers is flawless white. However, this seemingly pure accumulation of white gradually forms blue.

Then people who walk into the cracks of the glacier will find that the white ice and snow will turn blue with the accumulation of thickness. The initial light blue will turn into a clear blue like a jewel at last.

This naturally formed glacier fissure is one of the best channels to the ice and snow God plain after the climbing mountains.

However, the ice and snow God was regarded as the territory of the God since ancient times in Yunqin, so it is not allowed for the rest of the world.

Although this wide glacier crack is still the low point at the top of the climbing mountains, the air in it is so thin that it is unimaginable compared with the ordinary places in the world. Even if ordinary practitioners do nothing in such places, they will fall into confusion and lose normal judgment because they cannot breathe enough fresh air.

What's more, the colder air keeps passing through the crack of the glacier from the ice and snow God.

These cold air gathered in the wind, like an invisible sword, constantly cutting in the air.

Near the end of the ice and snow God, there are not only countless knife cut deep marks on the hard iron like glacier, but also the dirty blue black ice and snow, countless sand and stone particles, deeply embedded in the ice and snow.

However, in such a place, where the glacier crack meets the ice God, there is a shelter behind the ice like a beak, and a tent wrapped in thick fur.

A man in thick leather boots and gloves stood at the door of the tent.

His mouth and nose were covered with snow, and his body was shivering in the cold.

He saw the smoke in the mountains. He knew what it meant. His eyes were full of pain.

He resolutely turned around, no longer looking behind, just looking at the ice and snow God in front of him like a frozen ocean.

The sky is fading.

Countless strange glaciers in the dark sky, like countless frozen shipwrecks.

There is a more icy wind blowing between these "sunken ships".

The visibility is getting worse and worse. The glaciers and endless ice sheets in the distance are gradually out of his sight.

His consciousness began to be a little vague, and he didn't know how long he had been here. He began to lose some confidence and groan in pain.

Suddenly, however, a small but bright blue and yellow flame appeared in the distant ice field that he could not see.

It was just a flash of light, but it made the practitioner who was waiting for the message here give a joyful shout.