It is naturally impossible for those who have entered the city lord’s mansion to leave.

At the beginning, he did not stop those people from leaving because he had not been exposed at that time. Now that he has been exposed, it is absolutely impossible for someone to leave.

As he said, if it could swallow those present, his strength would be very likely to break through to the ninth level of the Saint.

Even if someone comes, he will not be afraid.

What he wants now is that outsiders don’t know his strength!

"I, a devil's son, can't die so easily."

Wan Wuxie raised his head and looked at Liu Jun with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At the same time, a powerful pressure came from the world. Many people were caught off guard and even lay directly on the ground.

Chen Ping turned around with difficulty and looked at the situation in the square. Only a few people were trying to stand up, such as Shen Bingling and the vicissitudes of life, as well as some people who looked extremely proud.

Some people simply lay on the ground, and Chen Ping even heard someone shouting.

"Saint Wuying, we are willing to be in the devil's way! Please let us go!"

"The saint of Wuxie, we are undoubtedly enemies of the Demonic Way. I have admired the Demonic Way for a long time, so I ask the saint to let me go."

"I am willing to be a cow and a horse for the saint! I also ask the saint to let me go!"

“…”

Such words kept ringing throughout the square, and some people who looked very arrogant couldn't help but turn their heads to look at those people, their eyes full of hatred and contempt.

They really disdain to join such a group of fence-between.

At the same time, a calm and indifferent voice sounded.

"The speed of begging for mercy is so fast, but how do you know that there will be no saint to save us?"

"A bunch of waste!"

Chen Ping looked at the man after hearing this and found that the man who made a sound was a man in white, and he was standing calmly next to the golden table.

The fake saint of the ancient heavenly court, white clouds!

Baiyun glanced at the people around him, and the disdain in his eyes became more and more intense. When he saw Chen Ping, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then quickly shifted his gaze and looked at the others.

But Bai Yun was a little puzzled. He was a little confused. Why did Chen Ping not leave? He has an identity in the Beidou Palace now.

Naturally, I know the news that the palace lords of each palace just sent.

Logically speaking, Chen Ping is just the peak of the Nine Stars and should leave. Not to mention the saints, the fake saints can easily kill him.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice sounded.

"Are we waste? Are we waiting for the saints to come and save us?"

"This innocent and false saint is the eighth level of the saint!"

"You can even reach the ninth level of the Saint, and you can practice the extremely powerful demonic path. How many people in this Xingyue Continent can surpass him?"

When Wan Wuxie heard this, he looked at the person who spoke, with an interest in his eyes.

What this person said made him feel nice.

"Yes, I have a high awareness. Since that's the case, I'll let you go." Wan Wuxie chuckled.

At the same time, he took a joking look at everyone around him, and the expression in his eyes was difficult to see clearly.

On the other side, Chen Ping sighed slightly.

This is a bit scary. He is now using the people present to destroy the psychological defenses of some other people, thus causing them to lose their composure.

But according to the foolish meaning, he wanted to kill these people, but what is his purpose in doing these things now?

Chen Ping's eyes became even quieter.

Bai Yun looked at the people with an ugly face. After taking a deep breath, Bai Yun looked at everyone around him.

"Don't be fooled by foolishness! This guy just wants to dismantle your fighting spirit, so as to kill you faster and merge you!"

"There will inevitably be a saint to save us!"

Wan Wuxie glanced at Baiyun, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The next moment, a black horse condensed and sucked hard towards the white clouds. The breath was fierce and it looked extremely scary.

Bai Yun's pupils suddenly contracted, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, there were also laughter from others.

"No matter how good a saint is, he is still the eighth level of a saint. How could he be a waste like you talk about?"

"Do you think the saint in the evil state is in the same state as you? It will be easy for him to kill you!"

"That's right, are you all fools who are so-called invincible pseudo-saints?"

"It's ridiculous!"

“…”

Various sounds sounded, but cold sweat broke out on Baiyun's forehead. He had no time to pay attention to those people now, and he had to find a way to solve the crisis in front of him!

Chen Ping's heart also sank to the bottom.

A glimmer of hope.

Where is that glimmer of life? Or is this glimmer of life already over?

Wan Wuxie raised his eyebrows. Bai Yun was really smart. Just as those people said just now, killing them is effortless, but Wan Wuxie wanted to prevent them from being so resentful after death.

This will make it easier for him to absorb the strength of those people. Even if the opponent's soul will impact him, it will not have any big impact on him.

If the other party is not very resentful when he dies, the vital energy that Wuxie can merge will increase.

That's why he spent so much effort to say things to these people that seem like nonsense.

But how could he say such words to others?

"I know you, your name is Baiyun, right?"

Wan Wuxie turned his head to look at Baiyun, his eyes cold and heartbroken.

"I will give you a chance to surrender to me. I can not kill you, and even make you stronger and quickly enter the holy realm, how about it?"

This sentence was like a terrifying stone, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Bai Yun.

It is difficult to enter the holy realm, and no one present does not know.

However, Wan Wuxie said that he could quickly enter the holy realm!

Most of the people present were moved.

At the same time, a chuckle suddenly sounded from outside the hall.

"Well, you just came out and got so many people, it seems a bit unpleasant, right?"

As the sound rang out, an old man with a smile on his face walked in from outside the city lord's mansion.

Chen Ping also looked at the old man. The old man was leaning on a crutch in his hand, wearing a very simple-looking coarse linen, his eyes full of kind smiles, and he didn't even have any fluctuations in his vitality.

After the old man walked into the city lord's mansion, he walked towards Wan Wuxie and said as he walked.

"Actually, I won't say anything if you deal with others."

"But, if you want to deal with him, I can't agree."
Chapter completed!