He is not a fool, the Ghost Flame King is a hostile faction, the invitation to himself is nothing more than the ability to swim freely in the River Styx.

Ghost Flame King is also aware of this, and his invitation is not a real invitation, but a threat.

It's a pity that other people might be afraid of this kind of threat, but Wang Ping is not afraid, he is fearless.

"Oh? Really, we welcome you to join the party very much, and sincerely invite you."

King Guiyan smiled but didn't smile, his tone couldn't hear the slightest hint of happiness, on the contrary, he was very indifferent.

From the beginning to the end, King Guiyan had no intention of tempting Wang Ping with nice words, or perhaps with benefits.

Because it's simply not possible.

Who is Wang Ping?That is the future heir of the Wang family, one of the five surnames and seven Wangs.

Ghost Flame King and the others are kings who advocate attacking the human camp, and they know the five surnames and seven wangs very well.

Those are five stubborn and powerful transcendental forces. The clan members have a strong sense of honor and disgrace, and it is impossible for them to commit betrayal, not to mention that Wang Ping is the future heir of the Wang family.

A transcendent force that has stood for a long time, the chosen heir, how can he be tempted by a little thing, the answer is obvious.

If this was the case, the Five Surnames and Seven Wangs would have declined long ago, and they would not be as prosperous as they are today.

Therefore, rather than lure, King Guiyan felt that it would be better to intimidate.

"Another day, Guiyan Wang Laotie, you can tell me where you live, and I'll bring my whole Wang family to visit when I'm free." Wang Ping smiled.

Ghost Flame King was slightly startled, his eyelids drooped slightly.

Ding!Ghost Flame King has murderous intentions in his heart, he brings the entire Wang family to visit, and threatens me instead, attribute +10

"Brother Wang Ping, if I insist on asking you to participate, so many kings on our side want to invite you, and of course, we also want to invite your friends." Guiyan King was so calm that it made people shudder.

In his words, the meaning of threat is beyond words, and the threat has already been transferred to Wang Ping's friend.

If you don't give face, then don't blame us for doing something to your friend.

During the whole process, no one from both sides intervened, and Li Qing also did not speak.

It wasn't that Li Qing didn't want to help, he was the head of the Li family, and he had the same ties with the Wang family. Wang Ping was like his own family in his eyes, and he knew that this was not the time for him to intervene.

The young eagle will one day spread its wings by itself, without the protection of the eagle, and the flowers in the greenhouse are easy to break.

Wang Ping glanced at King Guiyan: "You can invite me to have a look."

boom!

Without warning, the Ghost Flame King suddenly exploded.

Yin Qi collapsed like a mountain, and its power was terrifying and shocking.

Spreading his five fingers, King Guiyan stretched out his hand to grab Wang Ping, wanting to capture Wang Ping.

As if he knew it, at this moment, Wang Ping also stomped his feet violently, centering on the ground under his feet, cracks spread like lightning and spread for kilometers.

Wang Ping is like a god, rising from the ground, his body surface surging with divine brilliance.

In this bloody night like hell, Wang Ping is like a nine-day god who descended into hell, trying to kill the eighteenth-level gods and demons in Jiuyou.

At the same time, King Heifeng, King Lijing and other kings all made their moves.

The target is Wang Ping!

"Will my Li family not exist?"

With a roar, it was like a god of thunder getting angry, and the momentum was like a thunderbolt galloping thousands of miles into the sky.

Li Qing stepped forward with a single step, his unobtrusive tall and straight figure soared into the sky, and a holy lightning ray blew up in this place, which looked like a hundred-level thunder storm.

His eyes are like electricity, Li Qing holds a three-foot green peak in his hand, and if he doesn't cry, he will be silent, and he will shake the world and weep ghosts and gods.

As the blade slashed across, a mighty righteousness lingering all over the body gushed out of the body, hovering like a dragon, wrapping around the body of the sword and slashing out with the sword, the place it passed was like a thunderstorm under nine heavens.

The resplendent awe-inspiring righteousness and the contending blade of the sword intertwined to make a roaring sound, and the thunder and lightning flashed, shocking the sky.

He alone faced all hostile kingly existences.

The strong posture is vividly displayed, and there is a tendency that one man is in charge of the others.

To become the Patriarch of the Li family, strength is not absolute, but one must have the heart to forge ahead, and the heart to fight even if the world collapses.

The war is about to break out, just like the tranquility before the storm. When the storm comes, the tranquility is fleeting, and the storm and wind are ushered in without warning.

More than 20 kings and beings shot together, and the scene was earth-shattering and frightening to the world.

The majestic righteousness and yin qi surged, sweeping in all directions, and crowded this place.

The violent yin energy and awe-inspiring righteousness intertwined, causing the Styx River to tumbling violently, as if it was boiling.

Wang Ping's righteousness rolled, and he punched out with a fist, the shadow of the fist was bright, like a star falling from the sky, bombarding King Guiyan.

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King Guiyan changed color, he didn't expect Wang Ping to be so powerful.

Ding!King Guiyan was surprised, he was only in his 20s, right?Do you practice by beating a mother's womb?Qualitative Yin Qi is higher than me? !attribute +10

Not to mention Ghost Flame King, the other kings were shocked.

Regarding the King of Skeleton Sound, they knew that Wang Ping had achieved the title of king, but at that time Wang Ping did not use all his strength, and his strength was reserved.

Even so, Ghost Flame King and the others were still surprised.

After all, there are not many kings in their 20s in places where Yin Qi erupts in ancient times, so rare that they are like a drop in the ocean.

"You actually hid your strength?" Guiyan King was dumbfounded, resisting Wang Ping's offensive.

"Hiding? The King of Skeleton Sound is not worthy for me to use my strength." Wang Ping raised his saber and slashed down with force, trying to smash Huashan with force: "And you are not worthy either."

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Slashing down with force, the blade glowed brilliantly like a shooting star, so fierce and overbearing that even Mount Tai felt like it could be split.

King Guiyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he sacrificed a large saber king's weapon, which was placed in front of him.

Clang!

The metal interweaving like gold and iron horses suddenly resounded far away, and the loud noise could be heard far away.

As soon as he came up, Wang Ping didn't give Guiyan King a chance to breathe, and he slashed out with a saber, each slash was powerful and heavy.

Shocked, the more Guiyan King resisted, the more astonished his expression became.

Ding!Ghost Flame King is weird, is this really a 20-year-old young man?Are you sure it's not some rejuvenated old monster?attribute +10

King Guiyan felt that every time Wang Ping fell, it seemed that what fell was not a saber, but mountain peaks, as heavy as mountains.

"White Pond!"

With a soft scolding sound, Wang Ping burst out with a peerless fierce power.

The chest was full of rays of light, so dazzling that even the existence of the king was lost for a moment, and his heart was throbbing.

The white mist radiated from Wang Ping's body surface, wrapped around Wang Ping's body, and the billowing white mist gathered behind him, changing and consolidating, bursting out an aura that was more upright than the righteousness of heaven and earth, and even the evils of the heavens could not compete with it.

The white light is like the day and the sun, and in this bloody night, it seems like nine heavenly gods descending on the eighteenth floor of hell, and the power of panic covers the sky and the earth.

"what is that?!"

The sudden change shocked the fighting kings, their pupils constricted.

At this time, Wang Ping was surrounded by a sacred white light, exuding a blazing magnificence and righteousness. The white mist obscured his figure, making him appear mysterious and powerful, like a fairy king coming to the dust, suppressing all demons in the sky, and punishing demons all over the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the white mist behind Wang Ping condensed and turned into a mighty beast.

It has snow-like hair, four hooves like auspicious clouds, a majestic unicorn-like animal head, two horns on its head, and a closed vertical eye between its brows, exuding ancient fierceness.

Its posture is majestic, awe-inspiring.

It is better to say that it is a beast than a beast, representing justice, as if it is transformed by the condensed righteousness of the world, with a majestic and majestic aura that sweeps the universe.

"Roar!!"

The divine beast stepped on the clouds and mists, as if they were stepping on the auspicious clouds of the nine heavens. Standing behind Wang Ping, it raised the sky and let out a long roar.

The sound shook the world.

boom! !

The roar of the beast that crowned the nine heavens caused the Styx River to boil, and if a meteorite fell into the river, it would cause huge waves, and the earth was trembling and shaking.

Wang Ping is holding a saber, which is surrounded by black flames and goes straight around his arm. His whole body is full of sacred and majestic righteousness, and Bai Ze stands behind him.

He is like a god, who has been sleeping in the nine heavens for thousands of years. Now that the evil has arisen, the god wakes up and goes down to the nine heavens with a knife, intending to kill all evil and evil, demons and demons.

This scene stimulated the visual nerves of the kings and was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Feeling the aura emanating from the divine beast, the king's existence changed color.

They felt a throbbing from the depths of their souls, like when evil meets light, they are restrained, and their hearts are extremely palpitating.

"Long tail like a millet, four hooves like a deer, two horns on the forehead, familiar with the past and present, majestic... This is Bai Ze!!"

Black Wind King's face was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Li Jingwang beside him trembled violently, and subconsciously cried out: "After thousands of years, Bai Ze was born again?!"

Not only them, but also other kings.

King Guiyan was the most shocked. He, Li Qing and other kings were the first to know that Wang Ping could live in Styx, and even learned about an old man living in Styx from Wang Ping.

Moreover, the old man in Styx seems to have given the Yellow Emperor a white head.

Except for Patriarch Li Qing, none of the kings present knew that Wang Ping owned Bai Ze. The moment they saw Wang Ping call out Bai Ze, they all believed that this Bai Ze was most likely given by the old man in Minghe.

"It seems that there is really a river god of the Styx..." a name king whispered.

Bai Ze lowered his huge and majestic animal head, and pampered Wang Ping.

Caressing the snow-white hair on Bai Ze's body, Wang Ping said softly, "I haven't let you out for a long time, and today I'll take you to kill a "king" and have fun."

As he spoke, Wang Ping glanced at the Saber in his hand that was surrounded by pitch-black flames.

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