The appearance of the Heavenly Killing Star Organization gave Wang Ping a very strong sense of crisis, and it was definitely a terrifying sect to be able to survive under the encirclement and suppression of the entire continent's sects and ancient families.

Although the Heavenly Killer Organization has not been born for a long time, for so many years, they have been silently developing in secret, and God knows how terrifying their strength has reached?

Daring to be born in a high-profile manner at this time already explains a lot of problems in itself, but the Heavenly Killing Star Organization also has a great enmity with these sects, and their birth has touched the hearts of many people.

Although he has a strong sense of crisis, Wang Ping is not without his own means of preserving his life, and it is a big deal to use his disguise technique to turn himself into another person.

Not long after, the city lord of An Zhen City sent a message to let them in and talk, he could ignore anyone, but he would definitely not ignore his own life.

The name of Lingbao Daoist is like thunder, Wang Ping has also heard about the ancient elixir in the gambling stone workshop of the Yin Yang Sect of the Divine City, for such a person, a person like him who has no power can not be invited at all, and now that people come to the door in person, can they still refuse to leave?

When he walked into the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Wang Ping was still guessing what kind of person this City Lord was, but when he saw his appearance, even Bai Maoyi was taken aback, he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him in just a few days, and the originally heroic City Lord had aged like this, no wonder he was in a hurry to find an elixir to continue his life.

Wang Ping could feel that the loss of vitality in his body was terrible, perhaps related to the death-defying counterattack of the elders of the Black Evil Sect, the Black Evil Sect itself was a very evil sect, and it was normal to have such strange methods.

"The two of you are here, please forgive the old man for not being able to come out to greet him."

The old city lord struggled to say almost a word, and he was skinny and skinny, but his vitality was still passing rapidly, if it weren't for his strong cultivation, I'm afraid he would have hung up by now.

"The city lord is not polite, I came today for two things, but now it seems that even if I take action to find a life-sustaining elixir for you, it may not be difficult to save your life, you have already injured the origin!"

How powerful are Wang Ping's eyes? It's just a glance that this city lord is basically relying on his strong strength to hold on, but no matter how powerful his cultivation is, he is not a god after all, and there is a moment when he is lost.

And according to Wang Ping's observation, this moment is not far away, and the old city lord is weak! Unless you can find a miracle medicine that even the Supreme is tempted by, it will be extremely difficult to heal the injury.

"This is the Lingbao Dao Master, right? Please Lingbao Daoist take a lot of pain, I will return everyone to you, as long as you can find a life-sustaining elixir for the old man, the old man will still be grateful. ”

The shadow of the famous tree, although Wang Ping is only a flash in the eye, but his achievements are there, and even the Sikong family of the mining clan is not his opponent, which shows what kind of Cheng Dù his spiritual skills have reached.

"I just said, I came today to have two things, just said only one, and another one, I heard that you are going to force the villagers of Longzhai to mine for you in two days, if you don't go, you will slaughter the village, I ask you to let go of the villagers of this village, after all, they are ordinary people, their abilities are limited, and they can't help you anything, it's better for me to help you find it, go around in the major gambling stone shops, maybe you can solve the magic medicine with good luck."

When Wang Ping said this, he kept staring at the eyes of the old city lord, he was still confident in his ability to observe people, and it was not in vain to be in the officialdom for so long.

As he spoke, Wang Ping saw a bright light flashing in the old city lord's eyes, although he tried his best to hide it, but he still couldn't escape his eyes, and his heart chuckled, and an ominous premonition made his heart twitch.

What does that mean? Could it be ......

Wang Ping became nervous all of a sudden, this old thing wouldn't have started in advance, right? If that's the case, not only will he not help him, but he will also let the old thing be buried with the people of Longzhai.

The old city lord is also secretly regretting in his heart now, he gave the order too early, if it was according to the original plan, it should be done to those people in Longzhai tomorrow, but he gave the order last night!

"Okay, the old man withdrew this order, you're right, those people are just ordinary people, even if someone from the Sikong family comes, I'm afraid they can't squeeze you as an ancestor in terms of spiritual attainments!"

The old city lord quietly issued an order, all the villagers of Longzhai no longer need to go to mining, and with the blessing of the ancestors of the land, all taxes will be exempted for the next hundred years.

He is completely acting for Wang Ping, and he has already sent a general under his command, if the people of Longzhai are obedient, it will be upside, if it is vanadium mine, I am afraid that there is not even a living creature in the whole village now, right?

However, these things can't be known to Wang Ping, otherwise how can he serve himself anymore? Without him, the chances of finding a life-sustaining elixir would be extremely slim, and it could even be said that there was no hope at all.

He only prayed now that his sergeants had not yet made a move, and that the villagers of Longzhai would not resist, so that there was room for redemption.

At this moment, a loud dragon groan suddenly came from afar, although the addiction was already very weak, and everyone present heard it.

"Shenlong?"

Everyone was stupid, and even the city lord couldn't help but get up from the Taishi chair and look in the direction of the dragon village outside the city.

Only Wang Ping knew that this dragon chant was made by the guy Jin Jiao. It seems that Jin Jiao is in trouble.

"Humph!"

Wang Ping didn't say anything, just snorted coldly, his body flashed in place, and then appeared in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, so fast that the old city lord was surprised.

However, the old city lord reacted quickly, although his vitality was disappearing rapidly, his own cultivation was strong enough, and he knew that the matter of sending people to Longzhai might have been known to Wang Ping, so he was ruthless in his heart and slapped it with a palm.

The old city lord's cultivation had reached the realm of a saint, and his attack power was so strong, however, Wang Ping didn't give him any chance at all, he stepped on the aurora step, and his body really flashed away like an aurora.

Rumble!

The old city lord is worthy of being a master of the saint realm, and the city lord's mansion was almost destroyed in one chapter, if it were not for the protection of the formation pattern, I am afraid that this palm would be able to destroy half of An Zhencheng.

"It's so majestic, I think you not only have your vitality come to an end, but even the position of city lord has come to an end, and even your descendants don't want to become the city lord of Anzhen City again."