This battle that took place in Chiba Pass was the highest-ranking battle in the world of today's cultivators, in the true and well-documented records.

Coupled with those cultivators in the Yun Qin Army who died under Xu Shengmo's sword, there were hundreds of cultivators who died in this battle, and most of them were purgatory mountain red-robed priests above the national rank, plus the two Great Elders of Purgatory Mountain, Ni Henian and the existence of the Great Sage Master Rank of the Purgatory Mountain Sect, even if Dean Zhang guarded the Falling Star Mausoleum in the battle back then, in terms of the number of deaths of high-level cultivators, it could not be compared at all.

In the entire world, this battle of Chiba Pass also has as far-reaching significance as the battle of the Falling Star Mausoleum.

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Ten years before the founding of Yunqin.

There is no Yun Qin, only some princes and some gate valves surrounding Zhongzhou.

The Ju clan and the Changsun clan are engaged in the final battle in Zhongzhou City.

The fifteenth department of Xiyi relied on the gift of heaven in the fertile Biluo Mausoleum, and became stronger and stronger, and finally was no longer satisfied with the green grass and fat sheep, and wanted to get the most prosperous Zhongzhou City in the world.

The Purgatory Mountain Sect in the highest temple of Purgatory Mountain has the power to control the world, and he drops chess pieces at will, so that Nanmo Kingdom begins to eat away at the world.

An unknown middle-aged uncle carried an unknown soul soldier on his back and entered Zhongzhou City with a monster beast he called a mandarin duck and a demon beast he called a unicorn.

In Zhongzhou City, he defeated many powerful cultivators and killed some of them, some of whom were the strongest of the Jushi clan.

The eldest grandson became the king of Zhongzhou City, ruled with benevolence and martial arts, and began to make the princes and gate lords submit.

The middle-aged uncle left Zhongzhou and entered the Dengtian Mountain Range and became the dean of Qingluan Academy.

The fifteenth division of Xiyi began to invade the east, the eldest grandson clan could not stop, the fifteenth army of Xiyi approached Zhongzhou, and the strong of the fifteen divisions only felt that the attack on Zhongzhou City was just around the corner, but they did not know that their iron hooves had destroyed some of the places that this middle-aged uncle had passed through and some of the things he cherished.

So overnight, all the leaders of the fifteen divisions of Xiyi were beheaded by the sword light, and the fifteen divisions of Xiyi became lost dogs.

Next, the 300,000 army of the Nanmo Kingdom approached the Falling Star Mausoleum, and the middle-aged uncle and seventeen Qingluan Academy powerhouses appeared in the Falling Star Mausoleum, causing countless deaths and injuries to the cultivators of the Nanmo Kingdom and Purgatory Mountain.

Yun Qin rose up and became the most powerful empire in the world.

The Purgatory Mountain Sect did not dare to step into Yun Qin, and began to hibernate, and after decades of fighting with Qingluan Academy, he finally lost the battle in front of Chiba Pass.

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Some people's birth, old age, sickness and death don't need to be cared about at all, and they don't need to think about it.

However, if your words and deeds are under the control of one person, and this person suddenly dies one day, leaves this world, and suddenly no one cares about you, you will naturally be confused, thinking about where you should go next, what you should do, or what you can do?

The Purgatory Mountain Sect is the most special existence, so after he died, after Lin Xi left Chiba Pass, after the overwhelming shock slowly dissipated, those reckless officials who knelt on the ground already inevitably thought about what they would do next.

As the news of the death of the Purgatory Mountain Sect reached Da Mang, the ordinary people of Da Mang couldn't help but walk out of the streets and alleys, and they gathered together, thinking that those Purgatory Mountain priests, the Great Elders of Purgatory Mountain shrouded in the pillar of smoke that were shrouded in the sky, and the Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader who was sitting in the supreme temple, how could they die?

After the initial disbelief, these ordinary reckless people began to think that even gods could still be killed.

Then these ordinary reckless people began to sprout something in their hearts that they didn't have in the past.

Because the significance of the deaths of figures like the Purgatory Mountain Sect and Ni Henian was too far-reaching, the news about the grand event at Chiba Pass spread faster than ever before like an unprecedented hurricane.

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The news reached Purgatory Mountain.

In the Purgatory Mountain, there is also a very old Great Elder of the Purgatory Mountain.

He was the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain who spoke in a voice as harsh as two pieces of bronze rubbing against each other, and had deliberately humiliated Zhang Ping on the mountain road.

He was also the most powerful of the very old Purgatory Mountain Great Elders, so he was left in Purgatory Mountain by the Purgatory Mountain Sect to avoid any changes.

Hearing the news from Chiba Pass, the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, who was usually invincible in Purgatory Mountain, also curled up in his throne for the first time, falling into deep fear, but after a moment, this Purgatory Mountain Great Elder also thought of things that he usually didn't even dare to think about, and his heart was full of fear, with a trace of fanaticism and ecstasy, and it burned like wildfire.

In Purgatory Mountain, the only person who pressed on top of him was gone.

He will henceforth be the new ruler of the entire Purgatory Mountain.

This wildfire filled his heart like a fire, and even overcame fear, and his wild laughter began to resound in his bronze treasure hall.

He stood up from the bronze throne, and a rag of smoke and fire began to rise from his body, and he decided to kill Zhang Ping immediately.

Although the Sect of Purgatory Mountain had never said anything about Zhang Ping being a traitor to Purgatory Mountain before he died, the defection of the three one-wheeled metal puppets was enough for him to be sure that Zhang Ping was a traitor to Purgatory Mountain.

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain left the bronze hall where he lived, wrapped in smoke and flames, and walked towards Zhang Ping's cave.

Zhang Ping is still in the workshop in the deepest part of his cave.

Now there are no slaves in this workshop, only more than a dozen red-robed craftsmen from Purgatory Mountain.

A lot of scattered armor was laid on a flat boulder in this workshop.

In Zhang Ping's eyes, the armor that was originally used to deal with the Purgatory Mountain Sect had only a few last things left, as well as the last two processes.

However, even if only the last process is missing, this armor has not been completed until now.

He had been waiting for the final judgment to come.

Because whether the Sect of Purgatory Mountain has officially descended into the world and whether he can live or not also determines his life and death.

Now that he had also learned the news that the Purgatory Mountain Palm Sect had died at Chiba Pass, he didn't need to order anyone to investigate, and he could already imagine that the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain had already walked towards his cave.

However, there was no fear in his eyes, only blind indifference and calm.

When the powerful aura finally arrived and began to pour in from the mouth of the cave, he groaned slightly, took out an extremely complicated drawing from his arms, spread it out, and hung it on the wall of this workshop, and then he turned around, waiting for the appearance of this Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, wrapped in smoke and flames, finally walked into the workshop.

"Get on your knees, you traitor!"

His voice as shrill as bronze rubbing, but unusually grand and fanatical, resounded in the workshop.

Many red-robed priests poured in behind him like a tide.

Among all the red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain, the real elite and powerful existence has died in Gu Yunjing's sniping, and followed the Purgatory Mountain Sect to Chiba Pass, so now the vast majority of the red-robed priests in Purgatory Mountain are just some low-level cultivators, and most of them were not even qualified to step into this mountain before, and now these low-level red-robed priests didn't even dare to straighten their waists behind this Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, their heads were lowered, but they all stretched out their fingers one after another, pointed at Zhang Ping, and said sharply: "Get on your knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

The violent and cold shouts enveloped Zhang Ping like a tsunami, and the workshop in this cave kept vibrating.

However, Zhang Ping remained silent, he just raised his head and looked at this Purgatory Mountain Great Elder with no disobedience.

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain laughed violently, and was about to issue an order to let all the red-robed priests behind him make a move against Zhang Ping, and at the same time he also took action.

But at this moment, he sighed softly, and he saw the drawing that Zhang Ping hung on the wall of this workshop, and then his gaze was deeply attracted to this drawing, and then his gaze became more fanatical, and his two bronze eyes seemed to be completely burning.

"I can't believe you're making such an armor!"

"This is something that can only be designed by Qingluan Academy... And after your transformation, you have obtained a lot of runes in the Heavenly Demon Hell Plain!"

"It turns out that you are the hidden of Qingluan Academy! It turns out that you want to use this armor to deal with the master! It's a pity that you never thought of it... This armor will finally fall into my hands!"

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain began to laugh wildly, and the fear in his heart disappeared little by little as he understood the drawing and laughed wildly.

All the red-robed priests behind him turned pale from the laughter, and blood flowed from their eardrums.

However, Zhang Ping did only one thing in his laughter.

Zhang Ping began to change.

Zhang Ping's body swelled in the majestic black robe of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, and the color of his skin did not turn into the blue-black color of ordinary demonic transformation, but turned into a pure black color.

The Purgatory Mountain Great Elder's wild laughter did not stop, but a look of even greater surprise and joy flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Ping's body fell backwards, and he crashed into the mountain wall behind him, and then this mountain wall cracked, and a deep passage appeared.

Zhang Ping rushed out along this passage.

"Seal everything here, even if it's a piece of dust, and all of you don't want to live well. ”

The cacophony of bronze rubbing sounded again.

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain greedily picked up the drawings on the wall and took them into his arms, and then his figure turned into a cloud of black smoke and poured into the passage where Zhang Ping had fled.

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Zhang Ping crashed out of the back mountain of the highest volcano in Purgatory Mountain and continued to run wildly.

The surging black smoke quickly rushed out from behind him, and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain who appeared with it glanced at his back, running wildly, and the high and low peaks of Purgatory Mountain, only sneering sarcastically.

Although Zhang Ping secretly dug a passage in his cave to escape, where could he escape when he was in the Purgatory Mountain?

The Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain chased after Zhang Ping unhurriedly.

Behind him, there were more and more red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who followed him to chase and kill Zhang Ping.

Many low-level disciples and red-robed priests who usually didn't even dare to swagger around the Purgatory Mountain joined the ranks of chasing and killing Zhang Ping, and even they didn't know that there were so many people in the cold and dead Purgatory Mountain.

Against the backdrop of the blood-like crowd, the figure of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain led by him became taller and taller, while Zhang Ping, who was running alone in front of him, looked even more pitiful and lonely.