Volume 16 Chapter 38

Zhang Ping's body was submerged by molten metal and violent energy.

He could see nothing but the power to kill him.

He wants to fill the world around him with the power of his killing.

So he had looked at the world indifferently, and felt that the whole world was against him.

"He who becomes the king of demons is the enemy of the whole world..."

He began to chant devoutly, just like the two red robes in the southern suburb.

The metal droplets formed by the melting of the huge metal catapult piled up on his body, and all kinds of powerful holy step forces hit him He could not resist this power. In a very short period of time, which was hard to distinguish between the saints and the teachers, the purple flame outside his body appeared numerous holes like the mulberry leaves eaten by countless silkworms, and then disappeared in the next moment.

The hot metal droplets hit the surface of his armor, first splashing out countless gold wires, and then more metal droplets piled up. There was a layer of flowing metal melt outside his body, arrow light, flying sword, and at the same time, it hit his armor hard.

His armor vibrated with unimaginable high frequency, squeezing the Luoshen jade on the inner wall of the armor. There were countless tiny cracks and countless tiny but powerful forces on the inner wall of the armor, which suppressed him through the armor.

Zhang Ping's even harder than steel-making skin surface, only in the moment of real contact with the shock and heat of armor, there are countless cracks and ulcers.

As the destructive force permeates his body, his flesh and bones are broken.

"Whoever becomes a king of demons will suffer boundless suffering, and his heart will be like a rock that will not be destroyed. He will pave the way with the bones of countless powerful men, and he will However, he is still chanting devoutly.

His throat was broken and he could not make any sound, but he still sang in his heart.

His eyes also began to break under the penetration of power, and he could not see any pictures. However, in his heart, there was a picture of him climbing up to the highest temple of purgatory mountain like a deep underground cave in the dark hell.

His bones and flesh were broken, but all his strength was gathered in his heart, which was still beating strongly.

In the strange rhythm of his heart, he began to send out countless small purple red flames, which seeped into his fragmented body.

His body did not disintegrate into countless pieces of flesh and blood, but under the tempering of these flames, under the pressure and shock of external forces, it contracted strangely.

His body began to shrink in the armor, but it began to become more cohesive. His skin even began to appear purple and gold color.

After thousands of years, a real cultivator is making use of boundless killing intention and his hatred intention to transform into a king.

No one knows the real change in armor.

Under the most resolute counterattack of qingluan college, in the eyes of all people, this monk had been unremitting before. Even a man of practice like Nangong Weiyang could not stop his forward steps. His armor fell back like a plow on the ground.

The molten metal droplets piled up on the armor, and the attack from Nangong Weiyang, Lin Xi and other college strongmen such as Tong Wei made the red metal solution covering and piling up on the armor stir up countless, like a piece of spray. However, with the preparation and adjustment of the college, this is the largest and most accurate ordnance in the history of Yunqin Shooting in unison, the huge catapult like catapults constantly hit Zhang Ping's body, and more and more molten metal liquid accumulated and adhered to the armor.

Gradually, I can't see the true face of the armor. I can only see that the armor, like the melted cream, is getting bigger and bigger.

The popping sound continued to ring.

At last, with the shrill howling and falling, the huge crossbow arrow with the thick and thin arms can't even penetrate the metal that has not been solidified, one by one, which is inclined to be inserted on it.

Armor seems to be a huge metal hedgehog again.

……

Is that the end?

Many in the distance looking at this must be recorded in the history of the armor Zhongzhou City practitioners, cold and numb thinking.

Most of them don't think that anyone can survive in such a armor.

However, when the sound of the crossbow impact on the metal began to disappear, all the people who were slightly close to the still molten metal on the ground heard a slight sound coming out.

Lin Xi breathed hard and looked at the molten metal.

He has exhausted all his strength, and there are countless red knives running through the meridians in his body. At the moment, he feels the air mechanism hidden in the molten metal, and he doesn't know what his mood is at the moment.

"Hum!"

There was another roar above the tower.

In the moment of feeling that Zhang Ping in the molten metal was not dead, a commander on the tower issued an order again. The terrible metal torrent fell from the city wall again, and the devastating iron stream like a waterfall hit the molten metal that has become a hedgehog, and then the metal flew backwards.

Zhang Ping is in a coma.

He doubted in his perplexity that he was going to die.

However, in such an impact, his heart beat violently.

He woke up.

Endless pain and a sense of new life filled his whole body at the same time.

"Ah!"

He let out a roar.

All the breath was closed in the narrow space, he didn't make any sound, but his hands and feet, the whole body, were powerful.

"Boom!"

The metal around him cracked.

Countless molten metal and huge crossbow arrows, just like volcanic eruption, splashed out, rushed into the air, and then fell in all directions.

Countless screams were heard.

Many people in the distance have been falling from the air, hit by the red metal that has become cone-shaped in the friction with the air, or die directly.

More startling voices rang out.

All the people saw the red armor standing on the ground and began to move forward.

With its steps, the metal melt stuck to it splashed on the ground, and its surface began to turn from bright red to royal blue.

At its feet, a pool of molten metal is spreading.

The sky seems to be burning.

The ground also seems to be burning.

"Go!"

A sharp drink.

This time, it was not Lin Xi, but Nangong Weiyang.

She and Zhang Ping have not met much, so from beginning to end, she is calmer than Lin Xi and Qin Xiyue.

She is very clear that if qingluan college can't kill Zhang Ping with such a resolute counterattack, even if Zhang Ping's armor hasn't seen obvious damage, then today they can't kill Zhang Ping, the power of Shengjie and Zhang Ping.

……

Zhang Ping raised his head again.

The black wings behind him spread out again.

His feet no longer touch the ground, the whole person is like a flying sword, making a blast, like a meteorite, rolling towards the forest!

The speed of this moment is completely faster than the retreat speed of Lin Xi and others. Even the ordnance on the city floor can't be adjusted at all.

Nangong Weiyang takes a deep breath.

She held her flying sword in her hand, and then she joined herself with the sword and stabbed it straight forward.

In several battles with Wen rencangyue, she also learned from Wen rencangyue that the closer the sword is to her body, the more powerful the sword will be.

Now is her most powerful sword.

The point of her sword fell on Zhang Ping's chest.

Endless dark blue flames were pouring out of the tip of her sword.

Zhang Ping and the whole world behind him seem to be crushed by this sword town and want to collapse.

This sword is heavier than the precious blue armor. I don't know how many times it is. However, Zhang Ping is not shocked to fly backward.

His right hand even at this time, ready to grasp the stab in his chest sword.

A click.

The sword in the south palace was broken.

Nangong Weiyang wants to hold the broken sword and continue to stab forward, but she can no longer bear the strength of the broken sword.

"Poof!"

At the moment when a blood mist gushed out of her mouth, her whole body was also strangely driven by a huge force, flying out.

The wings behind Zhang Ping vibrated like countless cicadas. At this moment, he also paused strangely and was suspended in the air.

This moment seems to have completely stagnated.

But suddenly it was like the roar of moving mountains.

The ground of Zhongzhou seems to shake.

Two huge black and gold carriages came galloping along the shadow of the city wall.

There is no horse traction, but these two black and gold carriages are faster than horses at the moment.

A dazzling golden lightning flash in the golden Rune of the carriage, and then the two carriages are wrapped in it, becoming two huge golden thunder groups.

A huge golden thunder group rushed to Zhang Ping.

Another huge golden thunder group rushed to Nangong Weiyang, who was bleeding and fell to the ground, and Lin Xi, who was desperately plundering Nangong Weiyang.

Zhang Ping's body was pulled up again, trying to pass the carriage.

However, the golden thunder light on the carriage was as blazing as the fire, and countless thunder whips hit him.

His body was once again slightly suspended in the air.

"Boom!"

The carriage collided with the Royal Blue armor.

All the lightning dissipated.

The Royal Blue armor was embedded in the black and gold carriage.

The arms and legs of the Royal Blue armor moved.

The body of this black gold carriage suddenly appeared numerous cracks, which were all split.

A figure in a black robe crashed out with the scattered carriage and hit the rear wall.

Zhang Ping passed through the black gold carriage that crashed. His feet only touched the ground once, and he had just reached the black gold carriage that Lin Xi and others had just picked up.

Then he gave the coach a steady blow.