The corners of Wang Zhenling's mouth curled up slightly.

To be honest, the rules in this country of flames are very strict, and almost everyone I see lives very hard.

But in this upper class, it seems to be extremely poor and luxurious.

The entire preaching assembly was hidden under the ball.

The party was attended not only by the rulers of the city, but also by the nobles and nobles, as well as by many witch priests who served the Lord of the Flames.

And these people are playing so much, even the well-informed Wang Zhenling is a little dumbfounded.

The best Lingjin transported from the middle of the sea is piled up on the ground like money, and those ** people are happy and frolicking in it.

Lingjin is the best brocade in Middle-earth, which is produced in Lingzhou.

It is also an industry that Wang Zhenling vigorously developed when he was the king of spirits, whether it is the level of craftsmanship or so on, it is the best in the world.

Even in Dacheng, the price of this Lingjin is extremely high, and you can't wear it if you are not rich.

And after thousands of miles of transportation to this country of flames, the price has increased more than tenfold......

However, such precious things are almost all used by them as stepping stones.

The barrels of wine with dozens of gold coins were even more open to drink, and almost half of them were spilled.

And almost halfway through the ball, the men and women were already promiscuous, stripped naked, and honest with each other.

Or two or two in pairs, or three people in the same group, or even a group of people roll together regardless of gender.

The whole living room was filled with an atmosphere of drunkenness, dreams and death, luxury and depravity.

"Your Excellency, do you need to prepare two beauties for you? It must be the purest and noblest noble virgin......"

A person in charge asked Wang Zhenling.

Wang Zhenling shook his head slightly and said, "When will the sermon start?"

"I'm waiting for you, ready to start!" replied with a bow.

This made Wang Zhenling slightly stunned, he was still suspicious that these goods had already become like this, what else was there to preach?

As if seeing Wang Zhenling's consternation, the person in charge smiled: "There are all covers outside, and the real believers are already waiting for you!"

Wang Zhenling nodded, I see.

"I don't need you to explain much to them, just promise them that we can take their souls before the final judgment!"

The person in charge said again: "Of course, if they can meet some other conditions, it will be better!"

However, if it is too exaggerated to make some requests, don't refuse them directly, and find a way to delay. In short, just leave them a little hope!"

Wang Zhenling glanced at the person in charge deeply, then lowered his eyelids and said, "No problem!"

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this Wang Zhenling is still very good at talking.

But he didn't know that Wang Zhenling's purpose was to come to the Land of Flames to create chaos.

"It seems that the plague department has really not been idle all these years, and has infiltrated into the high-level of this country of flames!"

Wang Zhenling said in his heart.

At the same time, there is a vague understanding. This is because the Lord of Flames has suppressed humanity too much......

At the end of the day, the entire Land of Flames is a big prison.

From top to bottom, the entire Flame Nation, whether it is ordinary peasants, to the city lords and high-ranking officials, and even those flame messengers, they are just slaves of the Flame Lord!

Therefore, it is not surprising that these high-ranking officials of humanity, and even some witch herdsmen, are prone to drunk and dreamy death when they get power.

In the final analysis, those who have constant production have perseverance!

Wang Zhenling thought about it, and he had already followed the person in charge into a secret room.

It was full of people, and there were only eight people.

However, they are almost the most powerful people in this city, in addition to the city lord, several other rich and high-ranking officials, and two even the god of flames Wu Mu, it seems that their status is not low.

"Guys, I'll introduce you. This is the messenger sent by the headquarters, and today the messenger will baptize and preach to us!"

The person in charge said with a smile.

For a while, these eight people all looked at Wang Zhenling, and their eyes were full of fire.

Is this going to make me pretend to be a magic stick?

Wang Zhenling thought like this, but with a calm smile on his face, he walked in calmly.

His momentum made all these people in awe at once.

The eight people here are the supreme power in this city of hundreds of thousands of people, and naturally have an aura that is difficult for ordinary people to have.

However, at this moment, in Wang Zhenling, they saw a more powerful aura.

It's like a carnivore, seeing the arrival of a more powerful carnivore, they all back down and show humility.

Wang Zhenling sat down on the top with a big grin, looking at these people with blazing eyes, and every one of them was silent under the pressure of his aura.

At this time, Wang Zhenling spoke: "I heard that you hope for eternal life?"

As soon as he said a word, the muscles on his face, including the city lord, twitched involuntarily, and then large pieces of sweat dripped down.

I don't know why, Wang Zhenling brought an incomparably huge pressure to each of them.

As soon as Wang Zhenling opened his mouth at this moment, these people were all panicked, as if they felt that their request was very ridiculous.

In the Land of Fire, all people are slaves of the Lord of Fire.

Even these powerful and high-ranking people are the same, like those lowly pariahs, they all have birth, old age, sickness and death, and their lives are only a few decades.

And after death, he just entered the heavenly realm like other untouchables and continued to serve the Lord of Flame.

Moreover, it is said that the situation in the heavenly realm is not very good......

This is also one of the main reasons why the dark sect can be so easily bewitched and win over these people.

Wang Zhenling didn't rush to speak indiscriminately, he didn't know the situation, but he was pulled over by these dark sect people to make a tiger skin banner.

Naturally, he would not speak casually in an environment where he was unclear about the situation.

The person in charge spoke first, he showed a hint of a smile, and said, "Fang Nong Wu Mu, I don't think your health is very good, is it? Could it be that the power of the ritual is beginning to fail?"

The witch priest coughed dryly, stood up, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, the power of this ritual is getting weaker and weaker. If there are no new rituals, I'm afraid I'll have to report to the Celestial Realm......"

As he spoke, he ripped open his robe from his chest.

To his horror, a fist-sized sarcoma grew in his chest.

What's even more terrifying is that this sarcoma looks like a baby's head, with all facial features, but at the moment it is lifeless, as if asleep.

"You should all know that I was going to die seven years ago. It was the people of the sect who saved me with the salvation of this Assas, and extended my life by seven years.

But now, the potion no longer works. I hope the sect will give me a new life-extension ritual!"

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors