After the Demon Suppression Tower suppressed Yan Songling to death, Yan Songling's divine power was absorbed by the Demon Suppression Tower, fed back to himself, and even benefited Wang Ping, which is the most terrifying thing about the Demon Suppression Tower.

The general Extreme Dao Saint Soldier has absolutely no such function, even if the opponent is killed, there will be no divine power fed back to him, which is also an important reason why no one wants the inheritance of killing the emperor to appear, the technique of killing the emperor is too strong and weird.

After killing Yan Songling, Wang Ping used the disguise technique, turned himself into Yan Songling's appearance, and directly crossed the void from Fengning City to the Divine City.

He wants to kill a few holy sons, and among the holy sons who besieged him last time, there were a few fish that slipped through the net, and after surviving the heavenly tribulation, the strength of these people has also risen to a new level, but for Wang Ping, even if these people successfully break through, they are still not his opponents.

The current Divine City is a mixed place, and many huge sects with their own offices in the Divine City have brought the strongest combat power in the sect to participate in this meeting.

As for the Holy Sons, this kind of high-end meeting is something they can't attend, so they can only stay in Shencheng and wait for the start of the Holy Son's PK.

Wang Ping didn't look for anyone, but found a family in the Divine City, rented a small courtyard at a price ten times more than others, and meditated and practiced in the small courtyard every day in addition to drinking in the Divine City and collecting some information.

The Tai Chi realm has reached a bottleneck, and he needs an evenly matched battle to seek an opportunity to break through, because the Tai Chi Heavenly Tribulation is called the Death Tribulation, which must be very terrifying, so it is impossible for Wang Ping to cross the Tribulation in the Divine City, so he can only observe the abilities of the Holy Sons first.

However, the Divine City is not calm, and the forces of all parties are not very friendly, even if it is because of dealing with the ancient clan that is about to be born, or evil creatures, these sects are also horizontal noses and vertical eyes, and they look extremely awkward with each other.

During the day, the city was quiet and peaceful, but at night it turned into a ghost, and from time to time someone let out a scream, and then the black shadow flashed, and the perpetrator disappeared into the darkness.

Almost every day, the Holy Son dies inexplicably, no one knows who did it, Wang Ping's small courtyard has also been peeped at by others, but because Wang Ping is just a casual cultivator, and he has changed his appearance and origin with the disguise technique, those who secretly observe him have not received any useful information, no matter how you look at him, he is an ordinary cultivator in the Jindan realm.

After observing for a few days, these people no longer paid attention to him, because Wang Ping was very decent, just like those who came to see the lively casual cultivation, every night the door did not go out of the door, and during the day, they would mix in various hotels and teahouses, bookstores, gambling stone shops and other places, and could not see any flaws.

After coming out of the food house, Wang Ping went directly back to the small courtyard he rented, which was a very small farm courtyard, in a place like Shencheng, where every inch of land was valuable, even if it was very difficult to have such a small courtyard.

Closing the door and sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wang Ping sorted out and summarized the information collected these days, the major sects, a total of nearly three hundred holy sons, these holy sons are from different sects, and their strength is naturally different, but in general, there are several holy sons who are recognized as people who can have the last laugh.

Among them, the Holy Son of the Dream is counted as one, the Jiang Family's Jiang Zhanhuang is also counted as one, and the Lingxuzi of the Qingyuan Continent, the Zhan Yunxiao of the War Clan, and the Baili Lin of the Immortal Dynasty, although they have not seen each other, they are the most hopeful to have the last laugh.

Wang Ping's name is also among these people, these people have not directly fought against who is strong, and it is difficult to have a specific distinction, but they have calculated some clues through their past battles.

Among them, Wang Ping himself is absolutely unfathomable in the eyes of these people, if he is not the body of ice and fire, he will definitely be the object of all sects.

There is another person who everyone is talking about, that is, the ancestor of the earth, Lingbao Daoist, except for a limited number of people such as Li Badshui, no one knows that Lingbao Daoist is the ice and fire body, and the two are the same person.

For the reappearance of the Earth Ancestor's divine art, many sects have a friendly attitude, after all, the Earth Ancestor can be said to be a good relationship back then, and many sects owe the Earth Ancestor favors, and they have the Earth Ancestor Divine Technique, which is a powerful arm for any sect.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, after all, revenge is something that very few people will do, and many sects have made a voice, and they are trying to protect the Lingbao Dao Chief, even the Yin Yang Sect is no exception, if they know that this Lingbao Dao Leader is Wang Ping who they gritted their teeth and wanted to kill, I don't know what they would think.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ping suddenly felt a killing intent approaching rapidly, smiled slightly, opened the Tianlun Eye and looked outside, even in the room, Wang Ping could still see the scene outside through the wall, this is the horror of the Tianlun Eye, even the things hidden in the void can be seen, let alone people who have no hidden figure.

Soon, Wang Ping found that in the night sky, a black figure wearing a black cloak and holding a huge scythe stood in the middle of the courtyard and looked at the room, and the fierce killing intent was emanating from this person.

Obviously, the man knew that he could see him, and he didn't launch a sneak attack, but waited for him to come out.

Wang Ping's heart moved, this was an extremely powerful opponent, and it could be seen from the six golden stars on his clothes that this was the killer of the Heavenly Killing Star Organization.

It stands to reason that even the employer no longer exists, and there is no need for the Sky Killer Organization to attack itself anymore, so why would it send a killer to assassinate him?

Moreover, what shocked Wang Ping was that this killer was different from other killers, the killers on his back were sneaking around, for fear that the target would notice it, but he was swaggering and standing in the courtyard waiting for him to go out, obviously having extreme confidence in his own strength, otherwise he would never be like this.

With a slight smile, Wang Ping finished his cultivation, walked out of the room, and said to the man in black in the sky, "Brother Tai, do you want to come down and have a cup of tea and rest?" ”

"No need, follow me outside the city, the Divine City is not allowed to do anything, other sects can not abide by this agreement, the Heavenly Killing Star will definitely not break this rule, if you don't want everyone to know that you are the Ice and Fire Body Wang Ping, then follow me."

The black-clothed man's voice was a little hoarse, obviously falsetto, and there seemed to be some secret treasure on his face that covered his true face, even the eyes of the heavenly wheel couldn't see through it, and Wang Ping didn't even know what he looked like.