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At the critical moment, Yang Ping appeared with one hand and caught Mu Zihan. His eyes swept the wise man coldly. The wise man only felt trapped in a terrible spiritual vortex, and his face couldn't help being shocked. The wise man was best at spiritual power, but the strength displayed by Yang Ping made him feel extremely terrible. It was like facing a God, and he couldn't resist in his heart.

The hypnosis that lost mental power failed. Mu Zihan's body softened and fell to the ground. Yang Ping hugged her.

"Who are you?"

The wise man wondered and shouted.

Yang Ping said indifferently, "you know who I am. You really shouldn't appear so early. If you hide from me, I may not be able to kill you, but if you show up openly, I'm too lazy to wait."

Kill!

Yang Ping's pupils burst into a cold killing opportunity, but he saw a golden flame on the head of the wise man, falling like a waterfall. The wise man's face changed greatly, and an invisible defense appeared around him to resist the golden flame.

"Do you think about the consequences if you are against us?" The wise man felt the horror of the golden flame, and his face was ferocious.

"I know."

Ah——

The golden flame pierced the spiritual defense of the wise man, and then fell on him. The wise man screamed and wanted to escape, but the devouring of the golden flame was too terrible. With a breath, the wise man was painted as ashes.

"But so what."

Yang Ping took Mu Zihan and left without looking at the ashes.

Strangely, the death of the wise did not cause too much panic, nor did it make the leader of the American wise angry. He hid in the dark and didn't do anything. He watched his subordinates die in the hands of Yang Ping.

When a gust of wind blew, the ashes turned into by the wise man scattered with the wind, and a generation of spiritual masters buried their bones in the dragon city.

Sanyuan building.

Hong stood in front of the window and looked at the whole process with a calm face. Yang Ping's bold move was expected, but the tolerance of the wise man was unexpected. American wise men are more tolerant than expected. They must have a killer mace, but they didn't deal with Yang Ping.

"Mr. Hong, what's next?" No. 8 stood behind him and said respectfully.

Hong smiled, shook his head and said, "forget it, since those aliens in the United States are not fooled, give up the plan. Yang Ping has so many enemies. Why worry about catching a large number of them."

The 8th smiled and said, "it seems that Mr. Hong has already planned."

Hong said, "I found a very interesting enemy for Yang Ping. I hope I won't be disappointed."

villa.

A group of American wise men are praying for their dead Companions to enter heaven. The leader is different from others. He is wearing a blue robe and his bald head is particularly bright. At the same time, there is a gap in the center of his eyebrows, and the light of the kingdom of God can be seen faintly.

"May the gods bless you and enter the kingdom of heaven."

Different from other wise men, the leader looked calm and did not pray, but quietly looked at the scenery outside the villa. After others prayed, they couldn't see what the leader was thinking. You can kill Yang Ping before. Why did you stop.

The leader showed mercy and said, "the time is not coming."

"I see."

The people bowed their heads and believed the leader. As long as he said no, they wouldn't do it. For the leader is the absolute authority and the leader of all. More because the leader's strength has now reached an extremely terrible situation, and his spiritual strength is enough to condense into an entity and cross that step.

"I believe the gods will soon open a door for us. Our task is to enter the door." The leader smiled.

"I see."

A plot ended with Yang Ping killing the wise man without much trouble. Jianghu people think that the wise men in America are just superficial and show their strength by relying on advanced scientific and technological weapons.

Few people know that Yang Ping is still alive and has returned to Longcheng.

Yang Ping took Mu Zihan back to the clinic and put him on the bed. After exploring his body, there was no big problem. When he went downstairs, he saw little dot's red face full of helplessness and impatience. Xuanxuan wanted to play with Xiaodian, who wanted to publish, but she was angry with a three or four-year-old child and felt that she had lost her value.

"I'm hungry."

The little one jumped off the table, stared at Yang Ping and said.

Yang Ping said, "there's something in the fridge. Go get it yourself."

"I don't eat those poor food."

The little one didn't stick to it and said angrily, "those things don't have nutrition. I want to eat a big meal!"

"OK."

Yang Ping shook his head and went into the kitchen.

Xiaobu smiled triumphantly at Xuanxuan and said proudly, "see, I'll have a big meal later. Take away your milk. I don't eat these inferior things."

Xuanxuan took a bottle of milk to give to Xiaobu, but she was ruthlessly rejected and ridiculed. Xiaobu is the cub of a sky swallowing beast. Naturally, she doesn't like ordinary food. She needs extremely expensive medicinal materials or food.

Xiaobu Dian hasn't eaten for several days. He looks at Yang Ping who is busy in the kitchen and laughs.

But Yang Ping took out the things and put them on the table. He was a little silly and glared, "that's it?"

Yang Ping nodded and said, "do you like to eat?"

A bowl of instant noodles!

The little one scolded angrily and shouted, "I'm your noble guest at least. You need me to enter the heaven tomb. If I'm hungry, you're very dangerous inside. Believe it or not, I'll leave immediately."

Yang Ping pointed to the door and said, "please help yourself."

Xiaobu opened her mouth and puffed her cheeks. She wanted to leave, but she remembered that there were so many dark creatures and people with ulterior motives outside. She turned her eyes, then pulled Xuanxuan up to the second floor and said, "I have a fate with Xuanxuan. If it weren't for her sake, I would have left."

Looking at Xiaobu's angry departure, Yang Ping didn't answer.

If people know that Yang Ping's attitude towards the sky swallowing beast is this, it is estimated that he will spit blood. The sky swallowing beast appeared once a few decades ago and showed its terrorist power. The ultimate form can swallow a heavenly statue in one bite, with the title of the king of beasts. Countless people dig hollow ideas to supply one end, but on Yang Ping's side, it has become a burden.

"Zhu Xi, where are you? Are you okay? You must hold on. I'll save you soon."

Yang Ping clenched his fist and whispered.

Since knowing that Zhu Xi would not hesitate to seal the heavenly tomb for him, Yang Ping decided to save her no matter how much she paid. Tianmu is called Wanjie tomb. I don't know how many experts have been buried, but it still can't stop his determination.

"I've been stuck in the early days of saints for a long time. I hope there can be a substantive breakthrough after I go in, so that I can have stronger life-saving ability."

Next, Yang Ping continued to practice.

After dealing with Longcheng, Yang Ping knew that the time was coming.

At this moment, a Lama came under the south wall of Longcheng. He was barefoot and walking on the road. He was dark and thin. He could not see that he was a Jianghu person, but his eyes fell and the world collapsed.

He walked into the gate, felt the breath of the Dragon City, closed his eyes, and then the whole dragon city appeared in his mind. The chakras in his body have a Buddha singing, as if praising the universe.

"Younger martial brother, you died in Longcheng. Elder martial brother will avenge you."

The Lama looked at the sun in the sky and turned into a red sun in his eyes.

"Red sun Dharma king!"

A sound appeared silently. The red sun Dharma King shot his fine awn and looked ahead.