Purgatory Artist

some world.

A group of children are playing football.

bang——

The football flew high, over the barbed wire, and landed on the boulevard outside the field.

"Hey, can you help me pick up the ball?"

Sweaty boys crawled on the barbed wire and said to a couple on the street outside.

"Of course, no problem."

The couple smiled.

The boy picked up the football and threw it over the barbed wire.

The boys cheered.

"I really envy them." The boy looked at the boys running on the court and said.

"Envy? Don't you hate going shopping with me?" The girl grabbed the flesh around his waist.

The boy grinned and was about to beg for mercy when his expression suddenly changed.

His whole person became gloomy.

The girl who was standing beside him and was so irritable suddenly lost her emotions.

The two of them stood motionless.

Across the barbed wire.

The boys playing football also stood still.

A crying baby in the shade.

Elderly man walking.

Drunk man yelling.

Sweeping cleaners.

A fruit vendor.

Even the drivers slammed on the brakes at the same time, all the vehicles parked neatly in the street, turned off the fire, opened the door, and people came out and stood in the clearing.

worldwide. all. All fell into an eerie silence.

countless worlds.

Noisy, bustling, silent, empty, advanced, initial—

every world.

all beings.

All stood still.

time--

It seems to have fallen into stillness, and it seems to be flowing slowly.

suddenly.

All sentient beings showed a strange smile in unison.

...

the other side.

a world of practice.

Xueyu reached out and pressed Liu Ping's eyebrows, passing on the method of controlling power.

Liu Ping opened his eyes and said, "It's a good method, it will play a big role."

"It's a pity that I only performed it once, tsk, I won't be able to perform it again." Xueyu said unwillingly.

Liu Ping looked at her, and saw a line of small words on the top of her head:

"???"

Liu Ping was a little surprised and asked, "Sequence, what does this mean?"

The Heroic Spirit interface did not respond.

Liu Ping asked again, "God?"

God said: "Can't talk, can't think, can't see - just in case, I will go into complete silence from now on until you really reach a certain level."

"Aren't you already dead? You don't dare to say anything when you're dead?" Liu Ping asked.

"Only the last prompt: pay attention to that card." God said.

After speaking, the voice of God completely disappeared.

Liu Ping looked at the blood rain.

Xueyu looked at him with some envy, and said, "I'd better practice first. After you use that kind of power proficiently, you must guide me."

"Okay." Liu Ping said.

Blood Rain nodded, returned to his futon, and closed his eyes.

The cave was enveloped in silence again.

Liu Ping carefully recalled the words of God——

Of course, he will pay attention to the card called "Forbidden Sacred Monument".

But it's too powerful.

Blood Rain taught himself the method of controlling the power of demons...

Otherwise, he can only rely on Wangchuan water to suppress this kind of power in his body.

Why would she do this?

Liu Ping glanced at the **** rain.

The blood rain seemed to be sensitive, and the closed eyes moved.

Liu Ping's eyes moved slowly and landed on the emerald green bamboo pole beside Xueyu.

Now.

The Forbidden Sacred Monument is already in his hands.

She shouldn't be--

hum!

The green bamboo pole jumped suddenly.

Xueyu opened his eyes immediately and said happily: "It feels good to have merit."

She grabbed the bamboo pole and walked outside the cave.

Liu Ping was slightly puzzled.

The Forbidden Sacred Monument is already in the state of being placed on the front, activating the "Art of One Person and Ten Thousand Lives".

The effect of "Magic Power" should have disappeared.

——Why can she still catch something?

Liu Ping stood up, walked slowly to the entrance of the cave, and looked at the sky outside.

I saw Xueyu holding a green bamboo pole and gently pulling it towards the void.

"Huh? It seems like a big guy."

Blood Rain said.

The whole bamboo pole was bent into the shape of a full moon, so that she pulled it with all her strength to pull the object caught by the bamboo pole out of the void.

Liu Jing watched this scene quietly, his eyes suddenly jumped.

A strange human was hooked on the green silk thread at the end of the bamboo pole.

"Who are you? What sins have you committed!"

The rain of blood shouted.

It was a pale child with a weird smile on his face, staring at the **** rain and said, "Who are you asking me? I am you."

"Me?" Blood Rain said inexplicably.

The child raised his hand and immediately grabbed a machete from the void.

"But now that you have lost that card, you are also disqualified, and I will be you instead of you."

After the child finished speaking, his figure suddenly escaped from the void and appeared directly behind the blood rain.

The blood rain didn't respond for a while.

- The other party is too fast!

Between the lightning and flint, a galloping wind surged under the cliff, and the child was blown away directly.

Changfeng seemed to have life, rolled the child and blew it into the depths of the sky, instantly turning into a scattered blood mist.

Liu Ping appeared behind Xue Yu and slowly retracted the long knife in his hand.

Xueyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Thank you for your help... Why is your face so ugly?"

"It's okay, you go back to practice first." Liu Ping said.

"Okay." Blood Rain responded and flew back to the cave.

Only Liu Ping was left in the sky.

He waved his arms in the direction of the cave, and laid down layers of special effects to cover the existence here.

"The card is in my hand."

"She shouldn't have caught anything contaminated...unless..."

Liu Ping sighed with a rare solemn expression on his face.

Yes.

When the "Forbidden Sacred Monument" is placed on the front, it will protect the demon with a spell:

The art of one life.

As the bearer of the flag, Blood Rain is obliged to make billions of worlds the soil of demons.

The meaning of her (it) existence is to wave the banner of the changing era and welcome more and more powerful demons to come.

So.

How long did it take for one person to live forever?

How many living beings have become its clones?

Now that she has lost her power and the "Forbidden Sacred Monument", will those clones come to her door?

From the words of the clone just now, it can be known that——

They want to take the place of blood rain!

in other words.

The "Flag Bearers" are invincible because there are countless of them.

Unless you kill all its clones.

But how could its clone fight an uncertain battle? It will surely hide in the dark, accumulating strength until it is sure.

Liu Ping's heart skipped a beat.

wrong.

Blood Rain now only has Jindan cultivation base, and the strength is weak, killing her is simply too easy!

So next -

Before Liu Ping had time to think about it, he saw the rain of blood rushing out of the cave, and the green bamboo pole in his hand kept shaking.

"There is another business coming, in case I can't beat it, you have to help me." She said excitedly.

"Okay." Liu Ping said.

The blood rain waved the bamboo pole—

The long hook connected to the green silk thread was pulled in the void, as if it had caught something and stagnated in midair.

The blood rain pulled the bamboo pole hard.

Liu Ping's eyes flickered, and he pressed his hand on the Baina knife.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

"It's quite big." Xueyu said in surprise.

She continued to exert her strength, and the long hook finally moved with it.

next moment.

The long hook directly crossed a long line in the void and retracted it.

"Why is there nothing?" Xueyu asked in surprise.

Liu Ping did not speak, stepped forward and blocked her behind him.

The void cut by the long hook gradually deformed and opened to both sides—

boom!

The void cracked open into a huge hole.

"retreat!"

Liu Ping shouted violently, grabbed the blood rain and flew back.

I saw that the crack in the void continued to expand, and thousands of people poured out.

They stared straight at the rain of blood behind Liu Ping, and they all showed strange smiles.

An old man yelled:

"She lost that card, killed her and took her place!"

"Kill her!"

"Replace her!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

This piece of void was originally beyond the cliff, and countless people emerged from the void and fell down one after another.

However, there are too many of them and the frequency of their appearance is so fast that after just a few breaths, the entire cliff is filled with people.

People, like dense raindrops, appear crazily in this world.

While merging with each other, they rushed towards the blood rain.

"What's going on!" Blood Rain lost his voice.

Even if his supernatural power is to kill sinful beings, he won't kill so many people at once.

- and they will all kill themselves!

Why?

Countless sentient beings swarmed and condensed, gradually merged into one, and became tangible.

A blood-colored monster appeared in front of the two of them.

"Hand over the flag, you are no longer worthy of being the flag bearer."

The monster stared at the blood rain road.

Blood Rain gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what I have, I will never give it to someone easily."

"Then your fate will be like all living beings." The monster said.

The blood rain felt the unparalleled strength of the opponent, and clenched his fingers tightly in hatred.

Damn it!

I have no power.

I don't have the strength to fight this guy!

Power! I need strength!

Xueyu cried frantically in her heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but saw Liu Ping turn around and pat her on the shoulder.

"fine."

After saying a word, he turned around, waved the long knife, and slashed away from top to bottom.

A dazzling giant sword light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, killing everything in front of the two of them.

That monster no longer exists.

"We have to leave immediately." Liu Ping said.

"Where?" Blood Rain asked.

"Hide for a while until you can protect yourself." Liu Ping said.

- The power of that flag is too strong.

It is the key to the changing era.

Must not be handed over!