Infernal Artist

Lines of small characters disappear quickly.

Liu Ping looked at these words and inexplicably sensed some kind of crisis, but it seemed...

This kind of crisis was completely ruled out through serial inspections.

He wanted to ask in detail about the sequence and what the so-called tactical nuclear weapons were, but Hong Tao's greeting came from above his head.

As a last resort, Liu Ping temporarily put aside his doubts and jumped into the pit.

The three of them continued on their way.

"Let's try to find things that have been identified so that the risk is lower." Zhao Chanyi thought for a while and suggested.

Hong Tao smiled bitterly and said:

"Fairy Zhao, in the past few decades, there have been millions of kinds of things falling from the sky. Among them, there are only more than 10,000 kinds of things that have been identified and are not dangerous. However, this illustrated book in my hand only records a hundred. Plant left and right.”

"So, if we don't want to return empty-handed, we still have to take some risks." Liu Ping said.

The three of them walked forward for a while.

Liu Ping suddenly stopped and pointed in a certain direction.

Hong Tao stepped forward with a stick, rummaged in the sand for a moment, and picked up a spear made of pure gold.

"Okay, brother Liu, with this spear, although we can't exchange for a few spiritual stones, at least our life has been settled recently." Hong Tao smiled happily.

Zhao Chanyi nodded.

——Life is settled.

Are all low-level monks already in such a state of despair?

Just as Liu Ping was thinking about it, he saw Zhao Chanyi's expression changed and he looked in another direction.

I saw her holding a magic trick on her hand, causing the magic to blow away a piece of yellow sand.

"I've never seen this thing before."

Zhao Chanyi murmured.

Hong Tao flew over, took a look and said, "I haven't seen it either - Fellow Daoist Liu, what about you?"

Liu Ping looked at that thing.

Opposite the three people was a palm-sized carving made of gray-black stone into the shape of a unicorn horse.

Lines of small characters appear in the void:

"Compared with the database, the match was successful."

"You have discovered a magic side item: a unicorn mount."

"How to use: Use the magic power of five units to activate this statue, turning the magic in it into a mount."

"Note: Using this sequence as a medium, according to the rules of energy conversion and loss, this statue can be barely activated with five times the spiritual power."

Liu Ping looked at Hong Tao and Zhao Chanyi.

The two stopped in place, their faces full of anxiety and wariness.

——Is such a thing dangerous? Is it worth getting?

Liu Ping waved, and the statue flew over and landed in his hand.

"Don't worry, you two. I've seen this thing in an illustrated book. It's not dangerous."

he said.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then...how much can it be sold for?" Zhao Chanyi asked.

"I only know that it is not dangerous. I don't know how much it can be sold for," Liu Ping said.

"Whatever, we won't lose money anyway," Hong Tao said.

suddenly.

A voice came from far away:

"Of course you won't lose money, this is a good thing."

Afterimages flashed by.

Boom! Boom!

With two muffled sounds, Hong Tao and Zhao Chanyi were instantly knocked away.

The spiritual fan in Liu Ping's hand suddenly unfolded, releasing layers of spiritual light like a painting opening, blocking twelve shadow blades for him.

Even so, Liu Ping was still beaten and flew out.

He took advantage of the situation to release his strength, continuously adjusted his posture in mid-air, and retreated tens of feet lightly.

This is not the end yet——

But when he saw Liu Ping flying upside down in the air, he danced his fan up and down like a flower, and immediately drew nine blooming spiritual light blades to protect his surroundings.

Unexpectedly that he had such ability, the afterimage couldn't get close to him for a while, and could only quickly move around the spiritual light blades in the sky, trying to find a gap.

Liu Pingren was in mid-air. He turned his left hand and found that the spirit dog talisman had been taken out.

"Hahaha, spirit dog talisman? Is this your last struggle?" Afterimage laughed.

Liu Ping's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, completely dyeing the talisman in blood red. He moved quickly on the talisman with one hand pointing like a knife.

The entire talisman was covered with a layer of blood, and he drew the blood with his hand to draw a new spiritual pattern.

In an instant, a new talisman was formed.

Liu Ping waved the spiritual fan with one hand, held the talisman paper with the other hand, and shouted: "Tiger shape!"

The talisman burst into flames, bursting into a burst of swooping flames.

The flames flew to the ground, quickly solidified, and turned into a burning giant guarding the ground.

Only then did Liu Ping fall to the ground.

The afterimage hesitated for a moment and stepped back a few feet.

Only then did he show his body——

But it was a man holding a curved hook and wearing a high white jade crown.

"talisman master?"

The man with the high crown looked at Liu Ping in surprise.

Liu Ping placed one hand on the flame tiger beside him and made a gesture.

"Wait a minute-" the man said quickly.

"Kill him." Liu Ping said softly.

Just like a sudden sneak attack by the opponent, the battle between the monks always starts without warning and is carried out in the most intense way——

Until the winner is determined.

If someone hesitates during this, or stops their attack, it means that handing over your life to others is the most stupid behavior.

The flame tiger rushed out fiercely and turned into countless flames in the sky, surrounding the man.

The man couldn't escape for a moment, and was beaten seven or eight times by the tiger walking through the firelight, and he rolled to the ground and became motionless.

Liu Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly collected the talisman and ran towards Hong Tao.

——Hong Tao had two long daggers inserted into his body. At this time, he was taking in too little air and outgoing too much. He was about to die.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, hold on. I have a Crane Control Pill here. Just take it and you'll be fine."

Liu Ping said loudly.

As he spoke, he patted his storage bag and took out a pill that exuded a light fragrance.

He picked up the elixir and was about to feed it to Hong Tao's mouth.

At this time, another change occurred——

A strong gust of wind struck from behind Liu Ping, blasting him dozens of feet away.

But it was the man wearing the high crown.

The clothes on his upper body were burned off, and his skin was red and charred. He stood in front of Hong Tao and gasped for air.

"The move just now was quite powerful. It could actually hurt me - but for someone in the Qi Refining Stage to use such a talisman, his spiritual power must have been completely used up."

Although the blow just now severely injured him, it was not enough to kill him.

He held a pill in his hand.

——It is the pill that Liu Ping took out just now!

The man sniffed the elixir and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, is it the Crane-Controlling Pill? It's really the Crane-Controlling Pill! Boy, how could you have such a good pill?"

Liu Ping rolled out seven or eight meters away, lay on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, and roared unwillingly: "You are obviously a monk at the top of the Foundation Establishment, but you unexpectedly attacked three of us in the Qi Refining Realm and stole my pills. You are despicable and shameless!"

"Despicable? You are so lax, but you blame others for taking action?"

The man stopped smiling and his expression became stern: "Boy, the path of cultivation has always been like this, no matter what, I will teach you a lesson today - be careful when sailing a ten thousand year boat."

He swallowed the pill in one gulp.

Upon seeing this, Liu Ping wiped away all the angry expression on his face, got up and ran towards Hong Tao.

The man with the tall crown looked at Liu Ping's back with a half-smile, and reached out to pat the storage bag, but suddenly he froze in place.

- He can't move.

Liu Ping had taken this elixir once, and there was not much of the crane-controlling elixir left in the outer layer. The poisonous elixir inside was revealed after only a few breaths after taking it.

The poison seeped into his eight meridians, limbs and bones, and began to exert its full effect.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the tall-crowned man could no longer maintain his figure and suddenly transformed into a skinny wolf demon.

"It turns out to be a demon. I wonder why there are monks in the foundation building stage to deal with us." Zhao Chanyi said.

"What a powerful poison -" the wolf demon kept spitting out black blood from his mouth, and said hurriedly: "I will give you all the spiritual stones on my body, please detoxify me quickly!"

"Lingshi? I'm not short of spirit stones. Do you have anything else?" Liu Ping also asked hurriedly.

"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you." The wolf demon roared.

"I want you to die." Liu Ping laughed.

The wolf demon opened his mouth, wanting to say another word.

But it made no sound.

Its expression gradually became stiff, and its body lost its vitality like a dead tree, standing quietly in the desert.

It's dead.

Liu Ping stopped looking at it, came to Hong Tao, stretched out his hand and touched him.

Lines of icy mist quietly emerged and fell gently, immediately freezing the wounds on Hong Tao's body.

The bleeding stopped immediately.

"Hiss—it's so cold—" Hong Tao shuddered.

"Be patient."

Liu Ping finished kneading the magic formula and waved the spiritual fan in his right hand.

Layers of spiritual light emerged from the fan and landed on the frost.

The magic of spiritual light turning into rain.

This is a relatively rare technique, derived from the enlightening power of water of the five elements. It can use ice and water to perform healing.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, your life has been saved, but you need to rest for a while." Liu Ping said.

"I'm very satisfied if I can survive, but these two knives - can you pull them out of my body first?" Hong Tao said with a cold breath.

"Don't worry, I'll do it."

Zhao Chanyi squatted down and quickly helped him treat the wound.

Liu Ping took a look, turned around and walked aside to take charge of the warning.

——My cultivation level is very low, and I still have two burdens around me. I can no longer take it lightly.

With this in mind, he walked up to the corpse of the wolf demon, took out the broken blade and stabbed it into the chest of the corpse, then turned around and asked:

"Fairy Zhao, now I pierce its heart with a knife. If it comes back to life, will it die again immediately?"

"Pull out the knife quickly!" Zhao Chanyi shouted.

"Although it won't be resurrected in this way, the further damage to the corpse will gradually attract the attention of those powerful monsters." Hong Tao said.

Liu Ping quickly pulled out the knife and looked at the two of them in confusion.

The next moment.

He came to his senses on his own.

It turns out that the rule is this:

First, it is okay to kill people, but not to harm the body;

Second, anyone who dies once can still be resurrected——

But dying a second time...

Monsters will simply come, take over the body, and enslave the soul.