"I told you, I'm the dad you never get!" Jiang Ping mocked disdainfully, with an attitude that he didn't take Liang Qi in his eyes at all, although Jiang Ping said so, he also secretly mobilized the demonic power in his body in case of emergency.

"What a sharp-toothed demon, when I pull out your demon soul and burn it with fire, I hope you can still be so arrogant!" Liang Qichang let out a breath to try to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Whoosh!" The three blood swords shot one after the other, thinking that Jiang Ping was not dead, which meant that the realm of life and death had not disappeared, which also meant that Jiang Ping still could not get the blessing of the demonic power of the formation.

There was a powerful ghost howling in the blood sword, and Jiang Ping, who was listening to it, was upset for a while, and between his hands and his hands, a fire appeared between his palms.

"Fire Tree Silverflower!" Jiang Ping once again displayed his demonic powers, and the flame giant tree rose to the ground, blocking the three blood swords.

The blood sword did not get any substantial hindrance, and the blood-colored ghost flew out and stepped on the three blood swords, and rushed into the huge fire tree without fear of death.

The blood sword and the powerful ghost entered the flame giant tree, and a silver flower quietly bloomed, and then quickly withered, "Boom! The power of the fire tree and silver flower swept away, instantly drowning the blood sword and the fierce ghost.

"Sun smash! I forgot to tell you that grandpa is also a half-step foundation building cultivator now, and these attacks of yours don't seem to be enough to see that, why don't you come more fiercely? Jiang Ping scoffed.

Liang Qi frowned slightly when he saw this scene, he always felt as if something was staring at him, seeing Jiang Ping who was struggling there, Liang Qi's heart was horizontal, his right hand was on the wrist of his left hand, and his fingertips crossed his wrist slightly.

Blood kept flowing from his wrists, but not a single trace of it spilled on the ground, and the blood floated in Liang Qi's hands, and with the direction his fingers pointing, the floating blood poured into the bodies of the blood sword and the ghost.

"Whew!" The blood soul roared angrily, rushed out of the firelight in the sky, and roared towards Jiang Ping without fear of death, the Flying Fish Spirit Sword appeared in Jiang Ping's hand, and the sword body was also covered with flames, completely covering up the true appearance of the Flying Fish Spirit Sword.

Jiang Ping held it with one hand, and protected the sword with the other, "Lianshan!" Jiang Ping said lightly, this time there was no vast phantom, and there was no vision of the towering mountains pressing on the top, only a bland sword.

A sword was swung out, as if there was a whistling wind, and this sword contained Jiang Ping's strength, spirit, and demonic power, the three were highly unified together, and Jiang Ping met the three flying swords that flew up, "Qiang!" "The Flying Fish Spirit Sword collided with the Blood Sword, emitting a piercing hum.

In just an instant, the blood sword collapsed, and the Flying Fish Spirit Sword was also broken out of a gap, Jiang Ping felt that his heart was broken, this is all money, the materials used to build the Flying Fish Spirit Sword have a lot of value, and they are not at all what he can afford at this stage.

Now there is a gap in the Flying Fish Spirit Sword, and I don't know when it will be repaired, but Jiang Ping is not immersed in the loss of the broken Spirit Sword, but retracts the Flying Fish Spirit Sword and rushes towards the location of Liang Qi at a gallop.

As for the remaining blood-colored ghost, Jiang Ping directly chose to ignore it, "Xiao Wan, he will hand it over to you!" Jiang Ping secretly said to himself, Jiang Xiaowan did not respond, and when Jiang Ping left, a dark cloud condensed above the head of the blood-colored ghost.

"Five Yin Dirty Thunder!" Jiang Xiaowan's voice came from the clouds, and the clouds above the blood-colored ghost began to churn, and there was a faint thunder flashing in it, but this thunder was different from ordinary thunder.

Although the ordinary thunder is powerful, it can be regarded as righteous and bright, majestic and violent, but the thunder summoned by Jiang Xiaowan is a different appearance, these five yin dirty thunder is like gloomy water, and it seems to be a pervasive toxin.

There was no dull thunder coming from the thunderclouds, but the crisp sound of water, this thundercloud seemed to have been brewing for a long time, in fact, when Liang Qi had just appeared, Jiang Ping had already let Jiang Xiaowan fly into the air and hide.

This piece of thunderclouds of five yin dirty thunder, Jiang Xiaowan has been brewing for a long time, the five yin dirty thunder is like flowing water, catharsis down from the thunderclouds, and the five yin dirty thunder is like raindrops, sprinkled on the body of the blood-colored ghost.

At the same time that Jiang Xiaowan appeared, the blood-colored ghost was already curled up there, as if a commoner had seen the king, there was nothing left except trembling, and the five yin and dirty thunder were vented on the body of the blood-colored ghost.

The pitch-black Five Yin Dirty Thunder slowly spread to the whole body of the blood-colored ghost, and finally the blood-colored ghost dissipated silently in the Five Yin Dirty Thunder, and finally the Five Yin Dirty Thunder turned into a black pill.

Jiang Xiaowan floated over, pinched the pill with two fingers, looked it up and down, and then put the pill in his mouth and swallowed it, "Well, it tastes good, a bit like jelly beans." Jiang Xiaowan smashed her mouth with satisfaction and said.

After doing all this, Jiang Xiaowan did not disperse the thunderclouds of the five yin dirty thunder, but turned his attention to the battle between Jiang Ping and Liang Qi.

Liang Qi is a foundation building realm monk who has experienced a hundred battles, although his cultivation has been suppressed to the level of only half a step foundation building, but it cannot be underestimated, after all, although his mana has been sealed, his foundation and physical quality are still at the level of foundation building realm monks.

Jiang Ping pressed forward step by step, but Liang Qi retreated while fighting, looking at ease, but Jiang Ping could see that Liang Qi was not so easy as it seemed, such a high-intensity mana consumption, with Jiang Ping's powerful demonic power, it was a little unbearable.

Not to mention Liang Qi, who had been sealed for most of his cultivation, in fact, there was only one reason why Liang Qi was able to hold on for so long, and that was that he was constantly taking out the pills from the storage bag and swallowing them.

Jiang Ping felt his heart congested when he saw this scene, this is probably the gap between the legendary kryptonite players and civilian players, Liang Qi is constantly swallowing pills, and Jiang Ping can only rely on the Demon Soul Thirteen Transformations to frantically transform the aura of heaven and earth into demon power.

Just when Liang Qi swallowed the thirtieth pill, Jiang Ping finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Sun Smash, can you be kind?" If you have the ability, don't take drugs, real swords and real guns, do it with the master! It's hard for me to play like this! Jiang Ping complained angrily.

"Demon, what are you talking nonsense? Isn't your brain broken? Liang Qi mocked indifferently, "Five ghosts are haunted!" Dirty Thunder Drops! Just between the two of them advancing and retreating, Jiang Xiaowan had already manipulated the thunderclouds to join the battle.

Liang Qi's body was strange and ethereal, so that Jiang Ping couldn't catch it, but when Jiang Xiaowan joined the battle, the five ghosts descended and wrapped around Liang Qi's body, his figure suddenly struck, and his legs and feet were locked by the ghost of Lux Lux.

The long-legged ghost shadow before was like a dantian that wanted to lock Liang Qi, and the cloth bag ghost held up the cloth bag to isolate the connection between Liang Qi and the aura of heaven and earth, and the ghost in the cloth was even more weird, and the long sword in his hand passed directly through Liang Qi's body.