(Happy last day of 2019!)

"This son, you ...... Can you really help the old man prolong his life for 30 years?"

Zhao Jiye showed a suspicious look.

"Then I'm afraid it depends on your performance, if you behave satisfactorily the deity, what does it matter if you are promoted to the rank of Daluo Golden Immortal? Then your longevity is not as simple as just increasing by thirty years. ”

Mu Ping put his hands behind his back and raised his chin.

"Master!"

Zhao Jiye fell to the ground with a thud and bowed three times and nine bows.

"Hmm!"

Mu Ping snorted coldly, calm on the surface, but he had already smiled in his heart, although there was a meager spiritual energy scattered in the air in this Doomsday God Realm, but with only two pills, he recovered, and it was beyond the estimated time.

In order to do a full set of tricks just now, he exuded top-level coercion, and consumed the little yuan power he had just recovered, if he really wanted to do it, even if he won in the end, he would probably have to be seriously injured.

Now, with only three inches of incorruptible tongue, he has successfully fooled the other party and avoided a battle, which is also an excellent thing for him.

This is purely "a soldier who surrenders without a fight!"

At this time, if he is still his mother-in-law's, then he Mu Ping will be a fool and a big fool.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the top of Zhao Jiye's head suddenly darkened, and a drop of natal essence blood flew out, and was grabbed by Mu Ping in his hand, and then he made a mysterious gesture, carved an oath and formation on that drop of essence blood, and then spit out the tip of his tongue, and a drop of his natal essence blood flew out, and soon fused with that drop of essence blood.

With a wave of his hands, he made two "sighs", and the two drops of essence blood flew back to the foreheads of the two of them, and they submerged into the body, Mu Ping felt a bang, and Zhao Jiye's spiritual power was connected together.

All this is a long story, but it happened between lightning and flint, Zhao Jiye didn't have time to regret it at all, and he became Mu Ping's slave in a daze, the kind that the latter can live and die in a word.

Of course, Mu Ping did not break his promise, saying that fifteen years is fifteen years, and he didn't sign more than one year.

"Jiye, go, let's join forces to slaughter the two surnamed Qian in the formation first, and then persuade the rest of the people, if they don't surrender, they will be killed!"

Mu Ping let out a sigh of relief and said to Zhao Jiye.

“

Yes, sir. ”

Zhao Jiye lowered his eyebrows and agreed, stretched out his hand to take the array flag handed to him by Mu Ping, and directly controlled it.

"How's going on outside, Elder Ran? Are they fighting?"

In the formation, Wu Meichun, the head of the Wu family, looked at the old man who had lost an arm with an anxious face, just as Mu Ping could see, Bai Xiaonan's two guards were twins, both surnamed Qian, as for the name, no one knew it.

"Don't worry, the head of the Wu family, for the sake of the dead Ah Hui's face, when the old man goes out, I will definitely ensure that not a single hair of your Wu family will fall. ”

"So, thank you for the old man!"

At this time, what else can Wu Meichun say? They are grasshoppers on a rope, one with glory and one with loss.

However, although Mu Ping and Zhao Jiye didn't talk for a long time, less than ten minutes, the temperature in the formation was even lower than before, reaching a terrifying minus 120 degrees.

Ten people were buried deep in the snow.

There is no second way to go except for the resistance of the exercises, because this formation is one-way to isolate the sound and the divine sense, that is to say, the people who control the formation outside can observe and hear the voices of the people trapped inside at any time, but the people inside cannot hear the people outside.

This formation is like a prison number, and the people inside are not much different from the prisoners.

The two elders knew the power of this formation, so it was impossible to break the formation with brute force, they didn't even have such an idea, and all their hopes were pressed on the old worshipper of the City Lord's Mansion - Zhao Jiye, a strong man who cultivated as a heavenly immortal.

I have to say that this is all the result of their cocooning and self-restraint.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Just when everyone's health and skill value seemed to be decreasing as if the health bar in the game was decreasing, and it was already less than two-thirds, Zhao Jiye's words came in.

"It's Zhao Xianfeng, Zhao Xianfeng came to save us, Zhao Xianfeng won, that kid is finished!

The one-armed old man spewed two white gases from his nostrils and spoke excitedly.

"Old Zhao, we are here, if you come one step too late, we will all be frozen into meat halberds!"

"Is the second child there?"

"Old Zhao, I'm here!"

"You go ten steps forward and come up to the wall!

"Yes!"

The two did not doubt him, agreed, immediately stood up, moved their almost frozen arms and legs, and came to the designated position as required.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Two bolts of lightning that were waist-thick fell from the sky and slashed at the heads of the two old fellows.

"The surname is Zhao, you are really yin!"

The eldest and the second are dreaming of breaking the formation, and they can't prevent such a powerful current from falling from the sky, and the two of them were stupid at the time, and when they react, everything is over!

I saw that the two lightning bolts directly split the two of them in half, and their heads were completely burned into charcoal, and the two earth immortal peak powerhouses were killed in such an inexplicable way!

"Master, have you upgraded the ten-sided trapped killing array to a seventh-level formation?"

It wasn't until he killed Erqian that Zhao Jiye opened his mouth in surprise.

"Of course. ”

Mu Ping smiled indifferently.

Zhao Jiye nodded secretly, just rushed to this point, and signed a fifteen-year blood oath with him not to be wronged.

"My master has a life, if you want to submit to him, stand up automatically, you can protect the lives of everyone in your family, if not, there will be no forgiveness!"

Zhao Jiye's slightly vicissitudes of life and hoarse voice fell from the sky through the snowflakes.

"Old Zhao, you ...... Who's your master?"

The heads of the family were like falling into the clouds, and they didn't know what was going on, "Isn't Zhao Jiye the worship of the City Lord's Mansion? When did he become someone else's slave?

"Of course it's Ben less!"

Mu Ping said indifferently.

"Fantastical 70, you're not dead?"

Everyone was surprised, and they could think with their heels that it was not Zhao Jiye who killed Mu Ping, but this kid who accepted Zhao Jiye as a slave.

A little young man, followed by a slave of the Immortal Rank behind his ass, why does this sound so funny?

But now they think that this matter is still funny, then they are very wrong, a person who makes the immortals surrender, can he be a little young man?

How could a person who could arrange to trap ten earth immortals together in a strange formation be a small young man?

This is clearly the rhythm of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!