"Of course, these may be useful to you, but they are of little use to me, little brother, you don't want to do any harm to the city lord, do you?"

Wang Ping smiled dumbly and said, "Do you think my cultivation can be compared to the city lord?" I'm just curious! ”

Is Wang Ping telling the truth? Obviously not, if he didn't want to move the city lord of An Zhencheng, he wouldn't need to know so much.

After drinking for a full hour, the shopkeeper secretly wondered, this was the first time he had seen such a drinkable master, and he didn't even have a friend around him, so he came to drink stuffy wine?

After understanding the almost, Wang Ping dropped a silver ingot as a wine fee, drifted downstairs, and walked around the ancient city, while thinking and digesting the information that the shopkeeper said.

According to the guy in the shop, the cultivation of the city lord has reached the realm of a saint, one line higher than the great sage, and his strength can be unfathomable.

In addition, as an ancient city that resists the tide of beasts and guards the snow-capped mountains, Anzhen City also has an army, and there are quite a few of them, which is what makes Wang Ping jealous.

After weighing it again and again, Wang Ping felt that with his own cultivation, it was almost impossible to kill a person with such a cultivation as the city lord at a higher level, even if he was in the eight major battles under him, he could barely kill one person, if the eight people appeared together, he could only turn around and run, and he was not an opponent at all.

This city lord has ambitions, it can also be said that he is forced to make a living, he is currently more than 1,900 years old, as a saint realm, two thousand years old is the limit, if he can't make a breakthrough, he will definitely return to dust within a hundred years, and completely disappear in this world.

In order to prolong his life, and in order to break through the bottleneck and make his cultivation to the next level, he can only fight, there is an ancient mine eight thousand miles away from here, but it is not an ancient mine like the forbidden land of life.

He wanted to mine a half-plant of magic medicine or a xenomorph spirit core in the ancient mine in his lifetime, and use it to severely punish his lifespan or break through the realm.

Because time is getting shorter and shorter, he will catch the young and middle-aged people near An Zhencheng to mine for himself.

However, the ancient mine is an ancient mine after all, although it is not a forbidden place for life like the ancient mine of the early Yuan Dynasty, but all kinds of unbelievable dangers in mining will threaten the lives of these miners at any time.

Wang Ping walked while thinking about it, and unknowingly came to the northeast corner of the ancient city, which is a barren place, several halls are extremely dilapidated, and the courtyard is full of barren grass.

Wang Ping was stunned, he didn't expect that he would come here, when he was in Longzhai last night, Wang Ping had specially asked the old patriarch of Longzhai to understand the pattern of the entire Anzhen City.

This is the site of an ancient sect that once shocked the entire God Realm, and back then, this sect could be said to occupy an absolutely dominant position in the Birth God Realm, even those ancient families with extreme saint soldiers did not dare to compete with it.

This sect is called the Flying Immortal Holy Land, and in its heyday, all the people in the entire Holy Land flew up together, leaving this ruin in the air.

The specific situation has long been drowned in the smoke and clouds of history, and it is impossible to know if it is really possible, and Wang Ping doesn't know why, he actually transferred to this place.

Wang Ping slowly walked into the dilapidated mountain gate, and from the scale of this mountain gate, you can see the extraordinary nature of this flying immortal holy land.

The sanctuary is on a ruined hill with a gate at the foot of the mountain, and along the gate is a staircase that extends upwards, at the end of which is a large square, behind which is the original majestic hall, which is now completely dilapidated and has become a breeding ground for hares and wild dogs.

Wang Ping walked into the mountain gate, walking slowly up the stone steps overgrown with weeds, at this moment, he gave up the study of the city lord, and devoted himself to the perception that these words always flourished and declined.

Even if it is a great sect in the Megatron God Realm, what can it do, when a sect is completely empty, it can only become a barren.

I don't know what it used to be on both sides of the stone steps, but there are wild weeds growing everywhere, and occasionally a few small trees grow out of the cracks in the stones, although they are small, but they are extremely tenacious.

There are still some stones in these wild grasses, which don't look unusual, just ordinary stones, even if Wang Ping looks at them with the eyes of the heavenly wheel, they are ordinary stones.

Wang Ping shook his head and smiled, he was crazy to pick up the leaks, such a big sect, according to legend, was not destroyed by anyone, but everyone in the entire holy land rose up, how could it be possible to leave precious ores?

Taking a step back, even if they didn't bother to take the ore with them back then, what about after they ascended? Those huge sects and ancient families don't care about these, with the addition of some powerful scattered cultivators, I'm afraid this place will have been looted a long time ago, and there won't be even a single hair left.

Stepping up the stairs, Wang Ping's mood is not what it feels like, lifting the sun and soaring, this kind of thing is possible, isn't he just flying up to the god realm in the daytime?

Thinking of this, a term suddenly popped up in Wang Ping's mind, plane! Any world is a plane, and when one's power has reached the extreme of this plane world, it will soar, whether you want it or not.

It's like on the earth, when he reaches the foundation building realm, he triggers the thunderstorm, if there is no accident, he should enter the cultivation realm, because after reaching the foundation building realm, the earth, a world with thin aura, can no longer support his cultivation as needed, and his personal strength has reached the extreme of this dimensional world.

However, when he was shattering the void, he had an accident, and he did not go to the cultivation realm, but directly crossed the cultivation realm and came to the god realm.

According to the concept of this dimensional world, when a person's personal strength reaches the extreme of this dimensional world, then what awaits him must be ascension, as for what kind of world he will go to, it is difficult to say.

The supremes of the past dynasties are already the ultimate in this dimensional world, but they have not broken the void, there are two reasons, one is that they are unwilling to soar and reach the general realm of words, and freely seal their strength is the same as playing.

The second is that they want to become immortals in the red dust, instead of gambling on the unknown future, who knows what kind of world they will go to after breaking the void?

Unconsciously, Wang Ping walked to the end of the stairs and came to a square, and the scene in front of him immediately stunned him.

I saw that the whole square was also full of wild grass, but because of the stone slabs, these weeds also grew in the cracks of the stone slabs, but there was a small area that was very clean, and some grain was dried on this smooth stone slab.