purgatory artist

Chapter 12 Enemies!

Lines of small characters quickly disappeared.

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

This kind of crisis was completely ruled out under the sequential inspection.

He wanted to ask Sequence carefully 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 let go of his doubts and jumped into the deep pit.

The three continued on.

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

Hong Tao smiled wryly and said:
"Fairy Zhao, over the past few decades, there have been millions of things that have fallen from the sky, of which only over 1 have been identified and are not dangerous, and the illustration 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 stopped suddenly and pointed in a certain direction.

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

"Okay, brother Liu, with this spear, although we can't get a few spirit stones in exchange, at least our life is settled recently." Hong Tao laughed happily.

Zhao Chanyi followed suit and nodded.

——Life is settled.

Have the low-level monks already fallen to this point?
Just as Liu Ping was thinking, Zhao Chanyi's expression changed and he looked in another direction.

I saw that she pinched a tactic in her hand, which made the spell blow away a piece of yellow sand.

"I haven't seen anything like this before."

Zhao Chanyi murmured.

Hong Tao flew over, glanced at it and said, "I haven't seen it either—Friend Liu, how about you?"

Liu Ping looked at that thing.

Facing the three of them was a palm-sized sculpture of a unicorn carved from gray-black stone.

Lines of small characters floated in the void:

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

"You found a magic side item: a unicorn mount."

"How to use: Activate this statue with five units of magic power, and turn 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 apprehension and guard.

——Is such a thing dangerous?Is it worth it?
As soon as Liu Ping waved, the statue flew over and landed on his hand.

"Don't worry, both of you, I've seen this thing in an illustration book, and it's not dangerous."

He said.

The two suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

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

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

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

suddenly.

A voice came from afar:
"Of course you won't lose money, it's a good thing."

Afterimages flashed.

Boom!Boom!
With two muffled sounds, Hong Tao and Zhao Chanyi were instantly sent flying.

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

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

Taking advantage of the situation, he let go of his strength, continuously adjusted his posture in mid-air, and retreated lightly for several tens of feet.

It's not over yet--

But seeing Liu Ping flying upside down in the air, he danced his fan up and down like a flower, and immediately drew nine blooming aura blades to protect his body.

The afterimage didn't expect him to have this ability, so he couldn't get close to him for a while, and only quickly swam around the aura blade that was full of space, trying to find a gap.

Liu Ping was in mid-air, and with a flip of his left hand, the Spirit Dog Talisman had been taken out.

"Hahaha, Spirit Dog Talisman? Is this your last struggle?" After Shadow laughed loudly.

Liu Ping's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, completely dyeing the talisman blood red, and with one hand pointed like a knife, he swam quickly on the talisman.

The entire talisman was covered with blood, and he drew the blood with his hands to draw a brand new spirit pattern.

In an instant, a new talisman was made.

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

The talisman burst into flames, bursting into flames that swooped down.

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

Only then did Liu Ping float to the ground.

The afterimage hesitated for a moment, and retreated a few feet back.

Only then did he appear—

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

"A Talisman?"

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

Liu Ping put one hand in the flame tiger beside him, and made a trick.

"Wait a minute—" the man said quickly.

"Kill him." Liu Ping said softly.

Just like the opponent's sudden attack, the battle between the monks has always started without warning, and it is carried out in the most intense way——

Until the winner is decided.

If someone hesitates during this, or suspends his attack technique, it means that it is the most stupid behavior to give his life to others.

The flaming tiger rushed out fiercely, turning into countless flames in the air, surrounding the man.

The man couldn't get away for a while, and was beaten seven or eight times by the tiger walking through the flames, and fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Liu Ping let out a long sigh of relief, quickly put away the talisman, and ran towards Hong Tao.

——Two long daggers were inserted into Hong Tao's body. At this moment, he was already taking in less air and expelling more air, and he was about to die.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, hold on, I have a Crane Control Pill here, you will be fine after eating it."

Liu Ping said loudly.

As he spoke, he patted the storage bag and took out a elixir that exudes a faint fragrance.

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

At this time, the mutation happened again——

A gust of wind hit Liu Ping from behind, directly blasting him dozens of feet away.

It was the man wearing the crown.

The clothes on his upper body were burned off, his skin was red and scorched, and he stood in front of Hong Tao gasping for air.

"The move just now was quite powerful, and it could actually hurt me—but in a mere Qi Refining Realm, using such a talisman, the spiritual power has been completely exhausted."

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

He held a pill in his hand.

——It was the elixir that Liu Ping took out just now!
The man sniffed the elixir and burst out laughing wildly.

"Hahaha, is it Controlling Crane Pill? It's really Controlling Crane Pill! How come you have such a good pill, boy."

Liu Ping rolled seven or eight meters away, spit out a mouthful of blood lying on the ground, and roared unwillingly: "You are obviously a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment, but you unexpectedly attacked our three Qi Refining Realms and even snatched my elixir, you are despicable and shameless!"

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

The man withdrew his smile, and his expression became stern: "Boy, the road of cultivation has always been like this, no matter what, I will teach you a truth today-be careful to drive the boat of ten thousand years."

He swallowed the pill in one gulp.

Seeing this, Liu Ping wiped away all the resentment on his face, got up and ran towards Hong Tao.

The tall crowned man 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 couldn't move.

This elixir was eaten by Liu Ping once, and there was not much of the Crane Control Pill on the outer layer, and the poisonous elixir inside was exposed after only three or five breaths.

The poison infiltrated into his eight extraordinary meridians, and his limbs and bones began to exert their full effect.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the tall crowned man could no longer maintain his figure, and suddenly turned into a bony wolf demon.

"It turned out to be a demon. I said how could there be a monk in the foundation establishment stage to deal with us." Zhao Chanyi said.

"It's so poisonous——" the wolf demon kept spitting out black blood, and hurriedly said: "I'll give you all the spirit stones on my body, detoxify me quickly!"

"Spiritual stones? I don't lack spiritual stones. Do you have anything else?" Liu Ping also asked hastily.

"I'll give you whatever you want." 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 doesn't make a sound.

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

It's dead.

Liu Ping stopped looking at it, came to Hong Tao, and stretched out his hand to wipe it on his body.

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

The bleeding stopped immediately.

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

"Forbearance."

After finishing Liu Ping's method, he waved the spiritual fan in his right hand.

Layers of spiritual light emerged from the fan, falling on the frost one after another.

Aura of rain.

This is a relatively rare technique, derived from the enlightening power of the water of the five elements, which can be healed with the help of ice and water.

"Friend Daoist Hong, your life is saved, but you need to rest for a while." Liu Ping said.

"I'm very satisfied if I survived, but these two knives—can you pull them out of me first." Hong Tao gasped.

"Don't worry, I'll come."

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

Liu Ping glanced at it, then turned around and walked aside to take charge of vigilance.

——My cultivation base is very low, and I still have two burdens by my side, so I can no longer take it lightly.

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

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

"Pull out the knife!" Zhao Chanyi called out.

"In this way, although it will not be revived, the re-injury 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 puzzled.

next moment.

He recalled it himself.

It turns out that the rule is this:
First, it is okay to kill, but not to injure a corpse;
Second, anyone who dies once can be resurrected——

But to die a second time...

The monsters would simply descend, take over the corpses, and enslave the souls.

(End of this chapter)