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Zhang Ping was startled, and immediately stood up to confess to Liu Siche.

"Brother Liu, I'm in a hurry to leave first, let's talk another day."

After saying that, it turned into black smoke, cast Hell Step continuously and left.

Liu Siche looked at the string of black smoke on the street and the demon slayer running behind, and silently waved his hands.

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Zhang Ping quickly returned to the Department of Demon Elimination, regardless that he had consumed half of the spiritual power in his body, and rushed in directly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the great elder talking to Si Zijin with a red face.

When Zhang Ping came in, there was a lot of movement, which attracted everyone's attention.

The Great Elder saw it, and immediately stepped forward, his face full of guilt.

"Young master, I have caused you trouble again!"

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Ping burst into tears.

From working as an undercover agent to being tortured and murdered into this world, apart from Li Fengling, only the Great Elder has treated him like his own child from the beginning to the end.

In Xiaxi City, where he could be the Supreme Emperor, he resolutely gave up his status and brought all his family property with him, just to give himself better living conditions in Zhanhaimen.

When I came to Zhongcheng, I encountered such a murderous hand before enjoying the blessings with myself.

Even though he had been cured, he didn't blame himself at all when he saw him. Instead, the first thing he thought of was causing himself trouble.

Zhang Ping, who hadn't felt the warmth for too long, couldn't control it all at once.

For Zhang Ping, the unreserved trust and doting of the Great Elder really hit his heart.

Seeing that his words made the murderous young master cry, the Great Elder was also panicked.

I was used to Zhang Ping's decisive look, but now I feel cramped.

The warriors of the Exorcist Division looked at each other in blank dismay.

The powerful group leader stood there crying, and the handsome middle-aged man called the Great Elder was at a loss in front of him.

Si Zijin watched this scene quietly, and his sense of the two of them improved a lot.

Walking over, he patted Zhang Ping on the shoulder as a relief.

"Okay, it's all good, it's all right!"

Zhang Ping also had a sudden emotional outburst. He quickly wiped away his tears, thanked Si Zijin quickly, and helped the elder to sit down.

After pouring hot tea for the Great Elder, he turned around and asked Si Zijin.

"Director, is there any way to quickly become famous?"

Si Zijin frowned, becoming interested.

If ordinary people said that, maybe not to mention Si Zijin, Lei Ming on one side would have slapped him directly.

But when Zhang Ping said this, no one would think that he was really just trying to make a name for himself.

What happened to the Jin family has been sent back.

There are all evidences in the confession and transcripts, and the half-dead Jin Ding was also dragged into the dungeon.

Acting quickly and doing things decisively, he can be said to be a good player in this line of work.

Even the old team leaders couldn't help applauding Zhang Ping's house raids today when they learned from his subordinates.

With this kind of ability, how can he be able to kill five patriarchs who dare not fight back, just for the sake of fame?
It must be to use strength to make others jealous, so as to protect the safety of the Great Elder.

He is powerful, courageous and resourceful, pure in martial arts, and has kind thoughts in his heart.

Si Zijin nodded in satisfaction. This young man he picked up from the Nether Mountains was really refreshing his favor all the time.

The elegant middle-aged man folded his arms: "It really does."

Looking at Zhang Ping's fighting eyes, Si Zijin said to Zhang Ping with a smile:

"Martial arts competition, are you interested?" "Martial arts competition?"

In Zhang Ping's heart, this is what a group of peers fight to the death for a ranking.

As an extreme pragmatist, Zhang Ping was somewhat disdainful.

In fact, since entering this world, except for Song Heng, who is a few years older at the same age, Zhang Ping has been fighting with big shots at all levels.

I still think this kind of martial arts competition is too petty.

I didn't see Song Heng going up just to vent his anger on the little girl from the Exorcist Division. Did he end after winning easily?

Seeing the change in Zhang Ping's expression, Si Zijin knew what he was thinking.

Persuade him: "Let's go through the motions, you also know what the purpose is."

Zhang Ping nodded, but it was still a little different from what he thought.

According to the real reckless way of thinking, the major families will go door to door, like sweeping the street.

But this is definitely unrealistic, because the teacher is unknown.

So in comparison, the martial arts competition is indeed a very reliable method.

Moreover, it is impossible for the director to cheat himself.

"During this time, come with me to the Demon Realm." Si Zijin waited for him to finish digesting, and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Ping's eyes lit up instantly.

"When?"

Si Zijin couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was fighting vigorously: "Just the day after tomorrow, you and Song Heng are together."

Then he turned his head and looked at his two old subordinates: "The two of you will take turns for ten days, and you can take over at any time."

Lei Ming and Chu Kuang just wanted to complain that they would not be taken with them, but they immediately responded after hearing this.

Si Zijin looked at Zhang Ping again, and the admiration in his eyes became stronger.

He nodded and said, "Okay, it's getting late, go to rest first, and gather at the headquarters tomorrow."

"Yes!" Zhang Ping and Song Heng beside him stood up and saluted.

Watching the director turn into black smoke and leave.

Lei Ming stepped forward and took Zhang Ping and Song Heng to the innermost room.

After several people were seated, Lei Ming said to Zhang Ping: "Since the director personally mentioned it, let's tell you about the Demon Realm first."

Zhang Ping nodded, knowing himself and the enemy, he will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

He understood the importance of collecting information too well, so he turned to Lei Ming, assuming he was listening carefully.

Seeing this, Lei Ming started with satisfaction: "The Moyu is different from the beast tide, and will not take the initiative to attack outside."

"But once you enter the territory of the Demon Realm, you will be directly attacked by monsters."

"Monsters are different from monsters. Every monster has wisdom."

"They know how to use weapons, know how to use tactics, and more importantly..."

Lei Ming's face became serious: "They are almost immortal."

Zhang Ping's heart trembled.

"Immortal?"

Chu Kuang took the conversation: "That's right, monsters, that's why we call them monsters."

"They are all black, but each monster has a different face."

"If it weren't for the weird skin color and immortality, you could almost see them as human beings."

After hearing this, Zhang Ping lowered his head and began to ponder.

The whole body is black, immortal, is this the enemy who has blocked Zhongcheng for thousands of years?

Immortality, is it also related to Phoenix?
When I think of Phoenix, I think of Li Fengling.

Zhang Ping was a little impatient, and asked Xiang Leiming: "I read some books on Hell Step, the director once killed high-level monsters?"

Lei Ming nodded: "That's right, but those monsters that were killed by the director reappeared."

"Five years ago, when Xiao Song first joined the Department of Demon Elimination, the director took him for a walk around the Demon Realm."

"At that time, Song Heng released a star pendant. Although the Demon Realm seemed to be protected by an enchantment, the aftermath still killed everyone."

Song Heng also said: "I remember that the director's face suddenly changed at that time, and he pulled one out of the pile of monster corpses."

Snapped!
Chu Kuang slapped the table: "That's it!"

"The director used the hell step to kill the monster in the Dao habitat, but at that time it turned into a domineering corpse."

"The director found out about this, and every time he went there, he would find the faces that had been killed before reappearing."

"As a strong person in the Dao habitat, the director has a very basic ability of photographic memory, so there will be no mistakes."

"These goddamn monsters are immortal!"

"Even if it is killed now, it will appear again in the future!"

Zhang Ping quickly calculated in his mind, and asked again: "Could it be that he is already dead, but he was resurrected by force?"

"For example, at the price of falling into the realm?"

Lei Ming nodded approvingly: "It's not that I haven't considered this possibility."

"Both the director and the city lord have had this kind of suspicion, and they have also delved into it."

"But the Demon Realm is too deep and too wide, and there are not a few monsters in the Dao habitat. Even they can't do a real investigation."

"The Demon Realm has blocked the way of cultivation, we Zhongcheng warriors can't go any further in the martial arts."

"This also means that we do not have the absolute strength to match Moyu."

"So, we went to Demon Realm, on the one hand, to train troops, and on the other hand, we also tried to find a way to break the situation through continuous exploration."

"Zhang Ping, we know that you are very strong, but after all, you are only at the Qi level."

Lei Ming got up and came to Zhang Ping, pinching his shoulders: "You must remember that monsters are different from monsters. When your spiritual power is insufficient, you must not fight recklessly!"

"We have lost too much."

Zhang Ping could hear the concern and sorrow in the words.

The loneliness and desolation, like walking alone in a snowy night, turned into a deep feeling in the eyes of this iron-clad man.

Zhang Ping stood up and replied firmly: "I will remember it!"

The two team leaders took care of them a few more times before leaving first.

Zhang Ping looked at Song Heng, and he felt the depressed mood of the old team leaders.

Song Heng sighed: "In the past three years, we have a total of five team leaders, and only two are left. They were all lost in the Demon Realm."

"The Demon Realm is really too big. I don't know when, a large group of Dao habitats will emerge."

"Even if the team leaders are in the late stage of Bacheng, they can fight a few when they meet Daosheng in the early stage, but they are invincible in the end."

Zhang Ping was silent.

There is respect for the predecessors in my heart, but also a sense of unwillingness.

The seniors of the Exorcist used their lives to open the way for the warriors in the middle city, but they hid in the safe world, thinking about how to run against the Exorcist all day long.

call. .

Zhang Ping put his hands on his face and rubbed it hard a few times.

"Hey...don't care!"

A long sigh emerged from the palms of his hands, and Zhang Ping stood up with his hands propped on the tea table on both sides of the chair.

"Brother Song, let's go to Pan's house to get the knife tomorrow, and I'll be back today."

Song Heng knew that Zhang Ping was very busy this day, and his knife also lost the weak water provided by Zhang Ping, which seemed very expensive.

So he nodded quickly.

Looking at the dull and honest look, Zhang Ping couldn't help but want to laugh.

He waved his hand and ran to the front yard to bring the Great Elder home.