purgatory artist

Chapter 513 Creation
The high-altitude wind mixed with the icy breath.

On the ground, crimson lava leaked from many cracks, and if those crimson areas were not lava rivers, they were burning ground fires.

The forest is full of black trees, each of which stands like a forest of steel.

——This is the scene of the purgatory world.

"There's a town there."

Liu Ping pointed to a certain place on the ground and said.

"Going to take a rest?" Li Changxue asked.

"We need a drink and wait for the result." Liu Ping said.

Li Changxue knew it well.

Between Medea and the Hellflame Demon God, only one can come back.

No matter who it is, once they come back, they will definitely look for Liu Ping.

With their strength and influence, it is actually not difficult to find a person who has not hidden his whereabouts on the Purgatory Pillar.

Liu Ping and Li Changxue landed in the small town.

I saw that both sides of the street were full of bones, including those of humans, demons, and all races.

Pedestrians seem to be used to it.

In purgatory, fighting is the eternal theme——

For all living beings in it, death is like a shadow, and bones and bodies are like the dust of the battlefield, which can be seen everywhere.

The two walked into a bar.

"Excuse me, I want to reserve the venue."

Liu Ping slammed a bag of gold coins on the table, and said to the bartender behind the bar.

"The money is enough, but your strength—it's not enough, brother."

The bartender said with a half smile.

Liu Ping was stunned.

Chartering can make the conversation more frank and convenient.

It's a pity that after I came back, I restrained my breath for a while and didn't use the "special effects artist".

In purgatory, the strong are respected, money alone is not enough.

Li Changxue stood motionless behind Liu Ping, the long sword in his arm unsheathed with a "chuss", passed through the window, and landed at the door of the bar.

Streams of sword energy emanated from the long sword and rushed up into the sky, visible for thousands of miles.

Feeling the bursts of killing intent from the long sword, many powerful beings wisely stayed away from the town.

The bartender glanced at Li Changxue, then at Liu Ping.

"Together." Liu Ping said with his chest out.

The bartender slapped the table and said in a high-pitched voice, "Please forgive me, the Demon King and her concubine are going to reserve the room!"

The drunks didn't dare to say a word, they stood up and walked outside.

After a while the bar was empty.

"He is not my male concubine." Li Changxue said.

"Really? She is white and tender, and looks good, but she is not qualified to serve you yet?" The bartender smiled obsequiously.

A thin blush appeared on Li Changxue's icy face.

"Get out, let's do the drinking ourselves." She scolded coquettishly.

"Yes, Lord Demon King!"

The bartender nodded and left the bar, and walked out of the bar through the back door.

"Don't take his words to heart." Li Changxue gave Liu Ping a careful look.

"Of course not." Liu Ping laughed.

He stretched out his hand, and seven or eight bottles of wine flew from the wine cabinet, neatly arranged in front of the two of them.

Liu Ping picked out a bottle, filled it up for Li Changxue, and asked, "Why are you back?"

Li Changxue took the wine glass, raised his neck to drink up the wine, and said solemnly: "Because you saved my life, I am a sword fairy in the world, and I am happy to be kind and hate, and I never owe anyone a favor."

"So that's how it is, as expected of a sword cultivator." Liu Ping picked up his glass and drank the wine.

"It's a pity that the monster I met just now is too strong and too weird. I can't kill it no matter what." Li Changxue sighed.

Accompanied by her sigh, the long sword stuck in the door of the bar began to disappear and appear again and again.

"Nightmare creatures are like this - I must find a Holy Spirit before we can defeat them." Liu Ping said.

"Then let's go, let's go find the Holy Spirit." Li Changxue said.

"Don't worry, I got a gold card just now, someone should catch up soon, let's clean up the first and last, and then leave immediately." Liu Ping said.

Suddenly a woman appeared in front of the bar.

Yana.

She looked at Li Changxue and said, "Are you really here to repay his life-saving grace?"

Liu Ping quickly filled her with wine.

"We people of the six realms place the highest emphasis on cause and effect, so I must come." Li Changxue said.

"Sure enough, you are a chivalrous man in the cultivation world. I offer you a toast." Yana picked up the cup and greeted Li Changxue.

Liu Ping filled Li Changxue's bottle again.

The two women looked at each other, their eyes were silent, and they laughed together.

The moment before the atmosphere changed——

Liu Ping suddenly asked: "By the way, how is Huo Ya?"

Yana was unmoved, and still looked Li Changxue up and down, and said casually: "It has been resurrected, but it is still a little weak. I am training it, and I will instill the memories of the past into it later."

She put a black whip on the table.

Li Changxue looked down at the wine glass, without saying a word, the long sword outside the bar door flew back with a "chuo" and landed on the bar counter as well.

Liu Ping made a decisive decision, slammed the table, and shouted loudly: "That's not right, either Medea or the silver-haired old man should have returned by now!"

The two women were startled at the same time.

All kinds of memories of the past emerged in Yana's heart, and she couldn't help exuding bursts of killing intent.

"Sister." She whispered.

"I'm here." Maria quietly appeared.

Liu Ping quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it over with both hands.

"If it's Medea who came back, we'll have to settle the score with her," Yana said.

"I think the same as you do."

Maria took the wine glass, finished speaking through gritted teeth, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Li Changxue thought of all the dangers just now, and was worried about Liu Ping's safety for a moment. He rested his chin and mused: "Actually, the silver-haired old man is stronger. I can feel that he is more difficult to kill than that mistress—I'm afraid it will be a tough battle soon." .”

A female voice sounded:
"Let me be vigilant. If there is any change in space, I will know as soon as possible."

Luo Xingchen!
Liu Ping quickly poured another glass of wine.

The bottle is empty.

He grabs another bottle.

"Rabbit, you don't need to look for a cup, I like to drink like this."

The white wolf then appeared, took the bottle directly, bit off the cork, and poured it into his mouth.

Liu Ping sighed.

Fortunately.

Zhao Chanyi hid in the card book and did not come out.

She is still more obedient, knowing that at this time, the overall situation must be taken into account.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a slight belch sound from the back of the wine cabinet behind the bar counter.

A female voice asked curiously: "What kind of wine is this? Why are there bubbles?"

Liu Ping put his hands on his forehead and closed his eyes.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

"No! Why haven't you come yet?"

he whispered.

tuk tuk-

There was a knock on the door.

Everyone looked together and saw a group of men in black dresses standing at the door of the bar.

"They're all devils." Yana whispered.

A man opened the door and came in, saluting: "Excuse me--Which one is the heir designated by the master?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Seeing this, the man leaned forward and said, "Who has our master's gold card?"

"Me." Liu Ping said.

Everyone winked at each other, secretly on guard, ready to strike at any time.

The man was overwhelmed by this murderous aura, and couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead, reluctantly said: "According to the divination ball warning from the Prison Flame Bank, our master is in a life-or-death crisis. If he dies unfortunately, the gold card holder will become one of the heirs to the property."

Everyone was stunned.

Liu Ping wondered: "He doesn't know how to do this, does he? Could it be Medea who came back?"

White Wolf suddenly whispered: "The Hellflame Bank is an extremely huge force. If we can obtain it, whether we are looking for Andrea or the team leader, we will get super powerful help."

"I think the same way." Yana nodded.

"Please come with me, we will take you back to the Hellfire Clan to prepare for the property division and inheritance ceremony." The man said respectfully.

Liu Ping looked at Yana.

She is more familiar with purgatory than herself.

"Go—it's worth going." Yana nodded.

"But it's really strange," Maria said puzzled, "Even Medea should have come here by this time, why didn't she come?"

Everyone was a little puzzled.

"Okay, no matter what, let's go to the Prison Flame Bank first." Liu Ping said.

……

the other side.

Nightmare world.

underground.

A black figure descended from the sky and landed among the many tentacles.

When all the tentacles saw it, they prostrated themselves on the ground as if they had seen their master, not daring to move.

"Human beings... ran away... It really shouldn't be a moment of curiosity, go directly to the world of purgatory, after all..."

"The tide hasn't risen yet."

The black shadow was talking to himself, when he was suddenly attracted by the corpse on the ground.

It was Medea's body.

She was stabbed in the head by the sword of the silver-haired old man, leaving only the headless corpse lying in a pool of cold blood.

Heiying looked at it carefully for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "Two souls biting each other, and they are in the art of sacrifice again, and they are already dead—it's really interesting!"

It lifted its feet and paced on the ground.

I saw all the blood and water mixed with brain, bones, skin, eyeballs, teeth, tongue, and hair floating together, staying motionless in mid-air.

"This kind of situation is really rare, and it can be used to create that nightmare species."

The black shadow squatted down, kneaded and pieced together on Medea's head, and put the flesh and blood back together.

Soon.

All done.

The black shadow looked at his masterpiece and whispered: "Wake up."

The corpse got up from the ground, glanced at the shadow, and then knelt down in front of it.

"Master, thank you for waking us up from eternal darkness."

Two voices, one male and one female, sounded from the mouth of the corpse at the same time.

Heiying nodded and said, "Because you were of different genders, I gave half of my face to the male soul and the other half to the female soul. Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied." Male and female voices sounded together.

"Master, I have something to report." The male voice said.

"Say."

"My soul has been enchanted by a spell, and until now, it is still working, inciting me to harbor hatred all the time, wanting to die with another soul in this body."

"Let me see."

Half an hour passed.

The shadow suddenly laughed, and said softly: "So it's this strange power, yes, since it's here, we can use it to locate its caster..."

The corpse suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

Only male and female voices uttered hatred and resentment at the same time: "Master, let me kill him!"

"That's what I made you for."

The black shadow said slowly: "Go, kill the guy who cast 'Egging', and bring his soul back."

"How about you, master?"

"Before the tide of nightmares rises, I am like a stranded fish, unable to exert even [-]% of my strength—but you are extremely rare creations, not bound by the tides of nightmares, and can act at will."

"Yes, let's go then."

"Go ahead and have fun."

A light door opens.

Medea's corpse stood up from the ground and walked into the light gate.

The darkness returned to silence again.

Only the murmur of that figure sounded again:
"Before the tide really comes down, there's always going to be some fun..."

(End of this chapter)