2084: C2084 Ancestor

C2084 Ancestor

"Speak honestly and hand the item over to the organization. Otherwise, you will regret it."

Even though the three of them were severely injured, and their equipment wasn't of any use, they still looked at Yang Ping with fear, and sneered coldly, "No matter how strong the Martial Cultivator is, they can't be an individual in China. They must be controlled by the organisation. This was an iron law. It is clear that you are not weak, but you have not been recorded. We suspect that you are a spy from a different dimension. "

Yang Ping saw that the three of them were speaking nonsense, and actually sounded a little imposing.

"I've never heard of a Hidden Dragon, which means that you are not a Huaxia People. Any Chinese Martial Cultivator must be under the surveillance of a Hidden Dragon, and we are the core forces of the Hidden Dragon. If you harm us, the consequences will be severe."

"If you hand the item over, we'll hand it over to the organization for review and then help you file the case. At the very least, we'll be able to get a good position. Otherwise, you will die a terrible death. "

"That's right, you have no choice, this is China's chassis."

Although the three of them were not their opponents, they had the might and influence of a fox. If it was anyone else, they would be scared, but Yang Ping smiled and asked: "The rules of your organization is that you can casually kill the innocent?"

"Sacrificing the ego to complete the ego, even using the citizens of a city to lure monsters out is worth it."

"You don't know how to sacrifice and sacrifice. You just want the best things. You don't want to hand them over."

"Our captain will be here soon. The signal has been sent out. You just wait and see."

The three of them vowed solemnly as they glared at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping's face was calm, but she was not anxious, and nodded: "Alright, I'll wait for your captain."

The three of them looked at each other.

Xuan Zun walked over and whispered: "I have heard of the Hidden Dragon Institute before, it is an extremely righteous organization. After the Earth's spirit energy recovered, there appeared many Martial Cultivator that were not under their control.

"They invited us to enter the Hidden Dragon Institute, but I'm used to idling around and am not interested. Don't underestimate the experts of the Hidden Dragon Clan. They are not simple."

Xuan Zun reminded.

Yang Ping asked: "Is Dao Zun powerful again?"

Xuan Zun was speechless.

Yang Ping shrugged her shoulders and laughed: "Alright, I know what I'm doing. Hidden Dragons are such a good organization, I won't kill people recklessly, but..." Her tone paused for a moment, then she said coldly, "If Hidden Dragon is only a tool for some people to amass wealth, I don't mind getting rid of the evil for the people."

Xuan Zun suffered greatly in his heart, why did it feel like he did not have any confidence when talking to Yang Ping.

In his eyes, a hidden dragon was really something.

To Yang Ping,

It was just average.

Maybe.

Even an expert who was as powerful as Dao Zun, who made him feel despair, would act obediently like a slave when he saw Yang Ping, not even daring to say a word when he jumped into the pit.

Xuan Zun was very frustrated.

Seeing the hope to live, the three of them were ecstatic, they looked at Yang Ping and laughed coldly.

They felt that if Yang Ping met the party leader, she would definitely die.

The three of them began to heal.

However, instead of cultivating to heal, he took out a small blue medicine bottle, poured out a small blue pill, and put it in his mouth.

No matter whether it is a man or a woman,

Once the small pill entered his mouth, it would spread all over his body and his injuries would quickly recover.

Yang Ping was surprised as she observed the small pills.

These small pills were not simple. They were the extraction of the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. They were supplemented with a special type of spiritual medicine that could be refined using an extremely profound smelting technique. It was equivalent to a half finished pill.

Seeing them eat it like it was beans, Xuan Zun felt his heart ache. If it were in his past life, this kind of Holy Elixir would be too precious.

But to the hidden dragons, it was just a regular supply.

Yang Ping was interested in the creator of the Hidden Dragon Institute.

That kind of little pill, in terms of Cloud Realm, wasn't considered bad. It was definitely a Sacred Ground with a strong foundation.

Even though the talent of the three people before them isn't considered good, they have become stronger after consuming unique medicinal herbs.

His Great Saint Stage could not be considered stable.

In the past, he would have been an expert.

The world is changing so fast.

Yang Ping sighed in her heart, then checked their equipment, which was made from the armor of a strange monster. It had an extremely strong defensive power, and the owner of this armor was a predator that lived in the space.

The Hunting Beasts were swarming in groups. When they met a lone Heavenly King, they would say that a middle-class Hunting Beast would be able to swallow the Heavenly King whole.

One could see how terrifying a predator beast was.

But the Hidden Dragon had actually killed a large number of high level predators.

Who was the leader of the hidden dragons?

Ming Zhu stood beside Yang Ping. With her extremely beautiful appearance, even if she did not speak, she would still become the focus of everyone.

She was as calm as ever, and her expression was calm. Nothing could be seen from her expression.

However, Yang Ping could sense the worry in the depths of her heart.

Yang Ping laughed: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. If the mortal world is in trouble, I won't just send myself to my death."

Ming Zhu looked at Yang Ping, seeing his honest smile, she laughed and nodded.

Actually, deep down, he was not worried about Yang Ping's safety.

In the world of mortals, so far,

No one could threaten Yang Ping.

She was just worried about something else.

I'm just too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Bang!

A signal flare exploded over the city.

The three Hidden Dragon members stood up, their faces were filled with ecstasy as they hurriedly sent out a distress signal.

The two signal detonators connected.

At this time, there was a demon beast that was wreaking havoc on the sea. Its strength was at the Empyrean level, and it was considered a deep sea beast. After the spiritual energy recovered, it became essence and restlessly attempted to invade the land.

It turned over a freighter and tried to swallow the life that had fallen into the water.

A flash of a blade in the sky above the city.

Following a furious roar …

A blade-light that was as large as a mountain swept past the demonic beast's body.

The demonic beast fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces.

The shore was dyed red with blood.

And then …

A burly man rushed into the sky and took the beast's demon core, landing in front of the Invisible Long San.

"Captain!"

The three of them quickly stood up, clustered around the captain, and pointed at Yang Ping.

"There is a mysterious Martial Cultivator here, her strength is not weak, but the Hidden Dragon did not report him. We suspect that he is a spy from outside the sect and wanted to bring him back for investigation.

"That's right, he has a magical treasure on him that can even revive a dying person."

"We have to capture him and interrogate him properly."

The three of them started to complain, looking at Yang Ping, they sneered.

They felt that their captain's opponent would definitely be able to take down Yang Ping.

Yang Ping looked at the captain, disappointed.

It was a square face, with a tall and sturdy stature, vigorous Qi and blood, wearing a silver colored armor. It was originally a Heavenly Sovereign Stage, but relying on equipment would allow it to unleash the strength of a Heavenly Longevity Stage.

It wasn't weak at all.

But Yang Ping did not like it.

He was going to leave.

On the contrary, after the other party heard his subordinate's complaints, he looked at Yang Ping with an unsettled expression.

He had a nagging feeling that Yang Ping was very familiar with this place.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

Suddenly …

The other party's body trembled violently as a portrait appeared in his mind, hanging right in the conference room of the Hidden Dragon headquarters.

The more he looked, the more similar it looked.

It couldn't be wrong!

The captain arrived in front of Yang Ping and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you Yang Ping? Mr. Yang? "

Yang Ping was surprised: "You know me?"0

Clang!

The captain knelt on the ground, his eyes shining with a fiery light as he shouted, "We pay our respects to the patriarch!"

"…"

Yang Ping looked at the captain speechlessly.

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