Purgatory Artist

　　 Such a posture is simply creepy!

　　 Liuping squeezed the broken blade firmly, and cut off the hands that pinched him.

　　 Fortunately, there is a knife in hand!

　　 He was thinking, and in the next instant, another hand stretched out and pinched him tightly.

　　 "Catch me?"

　　 Liuping danced the Broken Blade impermeably, and immediately cut off all attacking arms.

　　 But more hands swarmed, squeezed into a group, surrounded Liu Ping, and stopped at all times.

But seeing the waves of arms like the vast ocean, the light of the sword fluttered up and down, cutting out an endless rain of blood. Those severed arms were thrown out together with blood, and they quickly sank into the ground. They came back to life again, appeared, and grabbed Liu Ping. past!

　　 "Don't think about it!"

　　 suddenly, a cold sword light flashed from a distance.

　　 All the hands holding Liu Ping were blasted out.

　　 Two figures fell.

　　—The two monks!

　　 "Take him away, I will block him."

　　 The Golden Core monk holds the long kendo.

　　 The Qi refiner rushed up, pulled Liu Ping and ran away from the cemetery.

　　 "Wait, why are you running away?"

　　 asked Liuping.

　　 He hesitated for a moment, but finally put away his defense.

　　 One of the two people is Jindan Jianxiu, and he has run out of oil, and if you want to kill him, you don't need to make a roundabout.

　　 At the beginning, they also took out Huishengsan to help themselves.

　　 Qi Lianqi cultivator took him all the way and said without looking back:

　　 "If you can't finish killing, there will be more powerful guys coming out soon-not only you have to flee, we have to go faster after you leave safely."

　　 Liuping felt a little bit, and couldn't help but look back.

　　 There was a sharp, penetrating cry from the depths of the earth:

　　 "It's useless, he can't escape!"

　　 The world shook.

　　 Infinite black mist emerged from the ground, wrapped around Liu Ping's body, and slowly disappeared after a few breaths.

　　 Lines of burning small characters quickly appeared before Liu Ping's eyes:

　　 "You are locked!"

　　 "Warning, you are locked!"

　　 "Within three hours, you will continue to emit strange fluctuations, so that the tracker will be aware of your movements in time!"

　　 Jin Danjianxiu sternly shouted: "The evil barrier—"

　　 The wind-like fluctuations radiated from him, shaking off all the rain in the cemetery.

　　 But seeing a dazzling sword light piercing through the cold wind and rain, flashing away in the dark, it pierced the earth in an instant.

　　 A roar that shook the world came from the ground:

　　 "A fish that slipped through the net...Don't even want to run..."

　　 The earth squirmed, as if something extremely huge was breaking out of the ground.

　　 At this moment, Liu Ping suddenly felt that there was something in his hand.

　　 was stuffed by the practitioner in the refining period.

　　 Liu Ping looked down and saw that it was a black talisman.

　　 In his lifetime, he has seen countless types of talisman, and he can be regarded as the person who has the deepest knowledge of talisman in the whole world of practice.

　　—Even the master can't compare to him.

　　 But he did not recognize this black talisman.

　　 "They will hunt down your soul and body until they completely enslave you!"

　　 Qi Refining monk said quickly: "Remember, you have never been to the tomb in the future."

　　 The monk faced the talisman a little, and within a short time, a breezy blue light appeared on the talisman, covering Liu Ping completely.

　　 "Wait, what is this for?" Liu Ping asked quickly.

　　 "The person who senses this charm will come to help you and take you out of the world of death-go!"

　　 The monk pushed Liuping hard.

　　 hum!

　　 Fulu thoroughly aroused.

　　 Liuping staggered, as if being pulled by something, the whole person turned into a swift afterimage, and suddenly rushed out into the void.

　　 The roar of monsters, the wailing of the dead, the screams of monks—

　　 All the voices were left behind, and they went away in a very short time, as if they stopped abruptly.

　　 Everything is blurry like a line.

　　 There was only the whistling wind in Liuping's ears, and the whole person was dragged in one direction by that strong force, completely unable to move.

　　 It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed—

　　 Liuping slammed into the darkness.

　　Darkness.

　　Darkness.

　　Darkness.

　　 Endless silence and darkness.

　　 Except for the sound of my own breathing, there was no sound.

　　 Everything seems to be just a nightmare.

　　 Liuping panted for a moment, feeling a little, stretched out his hand and gently pushed up—

　　 The darkness pressing on him was pushed away.

　　　　　熹The faint and dim light fell on his face.

　　 He stood up and looked down, only to realize that he was standing in a coffin.

"here is-"

　　 Taking advantage of the dim light, he looked around.

　　 This is an extremely wide underground cave. Coffins are buried in the soil or embedded in the rock wall, densely arranged, extending towards the far front, and finally covered by the fog, unable to see the end.

　　 Coffin. Cave. underground.

　　 The faint wind lingers all around, making long and short whimpers, making people feel hairy when they hear it.

　　 Liuping looked around carefully.

　　—No one shows up.

　　 The air is full of decay, as if the whole world has been dead for a long time.

　　 Liuping tried to stay calm, his eyes turned to the void.

　　 I saw a line of small characters appearing in the void:

　　 "You have obtained a token that hides time and space: the charm of the spirit."

　　 "This object has been detected, and it is judged that its properties are similar to the space-time positioning anchor."

　　 "When you are in a special environment, you can use this thing to immediately enter a corresponding hidden space-time."

　　 "Other functions: none."

　　—A token?

　　 When did I get something like this?

　　 Liuping thought suspiciously.

　　 saw an arrow appear in the void, pointing straight at his hand.

　　 In his hand, the black talisman erupted with flickering dim light from time to time, as if trying to sense something.

so it is.

　　 Liu Ping sighed wearily, put the black talisman in his arms, and lay back in the coffin.

　　 Anyway, he is exhausted to the extreme and must rest for a while.

　　...

　　 Two quarters of an hour later.

"anyone there?"

　　 "Are there any people alive?"

　　"—It's OK to die, anyone?"

　　 Liuping's voice echoed in the open underground for a long time, but there was no response.

　　 He slumped down his arms and kicked the coffin beside him.

　　 The coffin is empty.

　　 Looking from the direction he came, he opened many coffins along the way, but he couldn't see a corpse.

　　 All the coffins are empty.

　　 I have regained consciousness.

　　 Could it be that the dead people here have regained consciousness just like yourself?

So…

　　 Where's Master?

　　 Liuping walked to a coffin, put his hand in, and touched it along the scratches on the inner wall of the coffin.

　　 "...the traces of the fingers are a bit distorted..."

　　 He muttered softly.

　　 A picture quietly emerged in his mind:

　　 The dead person woke up suddenly, and for some reason, they scratched the coffin with their fingers in the coffin.

　　 But these scratches are too messy, it shouldn't be to leave marks and information.

　　 Liuping carefully looked at the scratches, and silently imagined the other's actions, two words gradually came to his mind.

　　 fear, and...

pain.

　　 Liuping stood up and walked to the other coffin.

　　 There are not many scratches in this coffin, but it leaves a pool of dry black blood.

　　 He took a look and walked to the third coffin.

　　 There is a deep handprint on the edge of this coffin.

　　 Liuping stretched out his hand and gently pressed the handprint together—

　　 "It's a bit like grabbing a coffin desperately, not wanting to leave..."

　　 He sighed, took out a grain of bigudan from the storage bag, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed slowly.

　　 incredible.

　　 This turned out to be the world of death.

　　 As a living person who has just regained consciousness, the whole thing has exceeded his original imagination, and there is no way to guess.

　　 "Now I need help."

　　 he said.

　　 There was only the whimper of wind all around.

no one. There is nothing to care about him.

　　 In the sky, two lines of small characters keep flashing:

　　 "You have been locked!"

　　 "Remaining time: two hours and fifty-three minutes."

　　 Liuping looked at the two lines of small characters, and a sense of crisis in his heart spontaneously emerged.

　　 The sword repairman is still buying time for himself.

　　 I have to find a way now!

　　 But I am just a Qi-refining monk, and in a completely unknown world of death, how can it be so easy to get rid of the monster hunt?

　　 Liuping pondered for several breaths, and said to the void:

　　 "Hey, I was almost killed just now!"

　　 "I could teleport to the Western Wilderness Camp, but in order to help you touch the dead man, I was locked by the monster and might be killed at any time-what about the help you promised?"

　　 for a while.

　　 line of small characters slowly emerged in the void:

　　 "You touched Wang Cheng (monster)."

　　 "This sequence has obtained information about the corpse."

　　 "The analysis has been completed."

　　 "Find the monster type from the void database and check the match."

　　 "Result: No matching category."

　　 "You found a monster that was unknown before."

　　"—This sequence draws a preliminary conclusion:"

　　 "This monster is a unique species in the world of death, quite interesting."

　　 "You need to further search for intelligence to find out the truth behind all this."

　　 "Since you have already carried out an adventurous fight, helped this sequence discover an unknown species—"

　　 "This sequence will give you some help without exposing itself."

"Congratulations."

　　 "You have acquired the following extraordinary abilities:"

　　 "Mysterious side magic: ‘a person without a role’. UU reading www.uukanshu.cOM"

　　 All the small characters flickered for a moment, and gradually disappeared.

　　 Liuping couldn't help but said, "Hey, this is what you call help? My knife is broken, you give me a weapon anyway, what the **** is this ‘a man without a role’?"

　　 Soon, a new line of small print appeared before his eyes:

　　 "Don't underestimate this ability. In the endless world, the more inexplicable, the more powerful it makes people fearful."

　　 Liuping became interested immediately, and quickly asked: "Really so strong? What is the use of this ability?"

　　 I saw a line of small characters appear again:

　　 "Mysterious side magic: a person without a role."

　　 "Performing ability."

　　 "It can be activated once in twelve hours, and lasts for a quarter of an hour at a time."

　　 "When you activate it, you will enter the deepest state of keeping a low profile, many laws in the world will avoid you, and you will not cause any excessive attention to any existence."

　　 "Speak more simply." Liu Ping frowned.

　　 The small print appeared quickly and came to a conclusion:

　　 "Speak briefly—"

　　 "When you see your beings and everything, they will treat you as worthless trash."

　　 Liuping fell silent.

Rubbish…

　　 He looked at the few lines in the sky, and said with difficulty: "Is this really the kind of power that makes people fearful?"

　　 A line of small characters responded:

　　 "To be treated as **** is actually a very powerful thing, come on!"

　　 These small characters flashed, and completely disappeared from Liu Ping’s eyes, leaving only the two lines of small characters that had existed before:

　　 "You have been locked."

　　 "Remaining time: two hours and forty-eight minutes."