Infernal Artist

Countless pictures flashed before Liu Ping's eyes.

He saw the scenes of him fighting nightmare monsters in each of his past lives.

The overwhelming amount of battle information overwhelmed him, so much so that his mind gradually fell into a state of confusion.

suddenly.

He found a world emerging around him.

In this world, there is only one road, extending from your feet towards the horizon.

On both sides of the road, densely packed weapons stood on the ground, like a dense forest.

and--

Each weapon pierced a body.

Countless weapons and countless corpses.

They stand quietly in this desolate world, silent.

Liu Ping watched silently, and a flash of enlightenment suddenly flashed in his heart.

"Ah...I've...died so many times."

He murmured softly and stepped forward.

Clang!

Where he walked, the weapons on both sides of the road made clear sounds.

One after another, the corpses turned into groups of light that flickered with dim fluorescence, falling slowly towards Liu Ping's body like heavy snow in the sky.

In a daze, Liu Ping saw a scene from the past.

——The boy standing on the bell tower.

past self.

Facing the destroying world and those nightmare monsters beyond imagination, he suddenly raised his long knife.

"Sorry, I can't give you my soul."

"The combat experience here is left to the future - at some point in the future, I will come to fight you again."

"I believe that one day, I will be able to find a way to defeat you."

The young man sighed, holding a knife in one hand and making a spell with the other.

He closed his eyes and whispered:

"You won't be invincible forever."

As he finished speaking, his breath stopped flowing.

he died.

The scene roared away like a violent wind.

Another man appeared in Liu Ping's memory.

He was carrying a huge silver cannon, with a long knife on his waist, a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes fell on the extremely huge monster in front of him.

"It's really a headache. It's not even possible to reach the top of technology..."

After speaking, he took out a small and delicate button and pressed it gently.

"You won this time, but I will definitely find a way to deal with you next time."

boom--

The world begins to destroy.

The screen flashes.

Strange nightmare monsters.

Countless failures.

A world of destruction.

Everything appeared in Liu Ping's memory one after another.

unconsciously.

He found himself at the end of the road.

Ahead is nothingness.

"Is it so difficult?"

Liu Ping sighed.

As he finished speaking, images of men appeared in his memory.

One after another they spoke:

"Yeah, it's too difficult to win."

"Finally I figured out a way."

"Let yourself become a nightmare monster."

"As for us, it took us five lifetimes to barely obtain this bloodline."

"Come on, use it."

After they finished speaking, their bodies turned into floating points of light, scattered in their memories.

The whole world was reduced to nothing.

Liu Ping opened his eyes.

He found himself standing in an endless void, and all the past battles had been reawakened.

There was a continuous roar in my ears.

Outside the body, something seemed to happen.

——I am under attack!

Liu Ping was about to leave this void when he saw lines of small burning characters flashing quickly:

"Please note."

"The nightmare bloodline left behind by gathering all your power in the past has been awakened."

"You have become the Nightmare God-Eater."

"Your body does not belong to other living beings. It is about to become self-aware."

"Since the self-awareness of this nightmare body is still in its infancy, please kill it immediately!"

"——The battle begins!"

All the fine print quickly faded.

Not far away, in the void, another existence suddenly appeared.

It was a mass of flesh and blood that was constantly squirming.

The moment Liu Ping discovered it, it also discovered Liu Ping.

Almost instantly.

It turned into Liu Ping's appearance and made an obscure sound:

"This body...is mine!"

Liu Ping stood still.

A golden tower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the tower was filled with countless beings.

Heaven and earth are helpless·Secret Cut Three Styles!

This is a move that combines strange power. Liu Ping has always been able to manifest it, but it was not until today that he discovered——

Every man on that tower is himself.

It’s every life in his past!

A line of burning small words jumped out:

"The skills engraved deep in your soul have been awakened. Your sword skills have been blessed by countless lives in the past and have become more powerful."

On the magnificent and tall golden pagoda, every Liu Ping drew a long sword.

One of them, Liu Ping, said: "Of course, we can always keep some strength, just for..."

"I will need to release it at some point in the future."

All Liu Ping raised their swords high and shouted in unison:

"cut!"

The boundless sword light burst out from the golden tower and swept across the world.

A brilliant dazzling light illuminated the monster's face.

It showed a look of despair and roared: "No! This is not fair, I have just been born, I am the Devouring God——"

The light engulfed it, causing it to immediately erupt into a high-pitched scream.

The sword glow became stronger and stronger.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The entire world turned into a huge flash of sword light, and the monster's voice was completely eliminated.

Everything is gone.

Only countless voices sounded in Liu Ping's ears:

"All power has been exhausted."

"I guess this is the last ray of your soul."

"Finally... try again."

"Beat them."

"Beat them!"

"must--"

"Beat them!!!"

The sounds of the past kept ringing in Liu Ping's ears, gradually fading away, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Lines of burning small characters flashed before his eyes instantly:

"All remaining souls have disappeared."

"Because you have lost all the remaining souls, you will no longer be able to perform sword skills: 'Heaven and Earth are lawless'."

"You can wake up."

Collect all the fine print.

Liu Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

Martial Arts School.

Already razed to the ground.

He found himself still standing where he was.

Thousands of heads turned into a high rotating wall, constantly resisting attacks from all directions.

Loud warning sounds echoed in the sky:

"All civilians, stay away from Dongcheng District."

"The ghost of nightmare has completely descended on the Blood Heart Martial Arts Hall!"

"Repeat it, stay away from the city immediately!"

Liu Ping listened silently and looked at the heads——

Among the thousands of heads, at least half of them had been beaten to the point of losing their flesh, flesh and facial features, leaving only skeletons with dim soul fire.

In the sky, attacks filled with spiritual power kept coming.

The protection of the heads became more urgent.

Even though they were all martial arts masters during their lifetime——

But in the face of such intensive attacks, they can't last long.

Liu Ping sighed: "Why is this so?"

He wanted to raise his hand to draw the knife, but found that he could not lift his hand.

Yes.

I am not very familiar with this nightmare body yet.

It may even affect yourself.

Liu Ping suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion welling up in his heart.

This emotion came from the body, and it was as irresistible as a flood, so that Liu Ping burst into a low groan full of pain.

Nightmare...desire?

The expression on his face gradually became distorted, and his thinking began to be affected.

The next moment.

Everyone's heads seemed to sense something, and they suddenly retreated to both sides.

Liu Ping walked forward in the face of countless attacks and said in a strange tone:

"I'm obviously...thinking of ways to deal with the nightmare, but you guys want to kill me..."

As he spoke, he raised one hand and gently raised his index finger.

"They're all bad people."

His index finger suddenly turned into a thin meat knife, quickly stretched out and disappeared into the sky.

in a blink.

Endless long thin lines covered the entire sky.

As soon as the long thread was retracted, it turned into a meat knife and returned to his palm, turning into a human finger again.

Liu Ping's eyes flashed with countless emotions, and he said softly:

"You are a bad person, you will go to hell."

The words fell.

All attacks in the sky stopped.

Everyone's heads were cut off.

Bodies all over the sky fell towards the ground.

Liu Ping made a seal.

The aura soared into the sky and enveloped all the heads.

Liu Ping seemed to have something in his heart. He looked towards the distant void and said softly:

"This place will become a place of destruction. You might as well all reincarnate. At least you can save your souls and avoid being eaten."

The spell in his hand loosened.

In the courtyard, shadows appeared from all the heads, and together with countless shadows in the sky, they were thrown into the endless void.

Liu Ping put away the magic technique and suddenly showed a crazy smile on his face.

"Ah, there's one more."

He whispered, and his figure flashed in the depths of the sky——

Li Chaoguang.

Li Chaoguang is still alive.

When the people in the martial arts hall retreated to both sides, he subconsciously retreated to the rear of the army and even put up a shield.

now.

He was hiding behind his shield, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Nightmare ghost!

It’s really the ghost of nightmares! ! !

It's so awesome, I wouldn't have come in person if I had known it.

Li Chaoguang's heart was filled with regret.

But it was too late.

Liu Ping suddenly appeared in front of him, reaching out and gently pushing aside the shield.

"Are you a bad person?" Liu Ping asked blankly.

The gray aura kept coming out of his body, blowing in both directions in the form of jets, turning into curls of wind and mist.

Li Chaoguang's eyes flashed.

etc!

wait!

There seems to be something wrong with this guy.

He seemed to be sane, but his will seemed to be affected by some kind of impact, and his whole person was in an abnormal state.

This is so weird.

Li Chaoguang immediately threw away the shield, with a Hexi smile on his face:

"I...haha, please don't get me wrong, I'm a good person!"

You can't win by fighting.

How can we fight when the opponent can kill an army of 100,000 people with just one finger?

Now I just hope that there is really something wrong with his sanity.

"Are you a good person?" Liu Ping asked, tilting his head.

"Really, I am a good person! There is no one better than me!" Li Chaoguang clenched his hands and said repeatedly, ignoring the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Oh...good people...can't go to hell." Liu Ping nodded.

He had already raised a finger, but when he heard Li Chaoguang repeatedly emphasizing that he was a good person, he stopped attacking.

Li Chaoguang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"Then, can I leave?" he asked cautiously.

Liu Ping was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and patted Li Chaoguang's shoulder, saying in a positive tone:

"Good people can't go to hell."

"Yes, good people don't go to hell." Li Chaoguang agreed.

Liu Ping lowered his voice and said, "Tell you a secret."

"What?" Li Chaoguang asked.

"Good people - go to heaven." Liu Ping said.

Suddenly there was a beating heart in his hand.