At this moment, Gan Ping has entered a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm, the avenue of heaven and earth is circulating in front of him, although it is a series of laws of the fire genus, but the heel of the Vermilion Bird, how can it be ordinary? Born in the chaos, the same as the Dao Ancestor and the like, the same as the creatures conceived when the heaven and earth first opened, this Vermilion Bird True Spirit Diagram evolved, is the closest to the origin of the avenue. Maybe this moment is a thousand years, if there is no Kun Jia and the others to arrive, the heavy coercion will wake up Gan Ping, maybe Gan Ping will really fall into the avenue nurtured by this Vermilion Bird True Spirit Diagram, and after thousands of years, he will wake up after completely comprehending the law of this avenue.

However, because Gan Ping and the Vermilion Bird True Spirit Diagram operated the True Yuan together, integrating himself into this side of the world, the whole person was also like a flame in that huge fire ball, even with the strength of those few people, there was no trace of him before. When the powerful divine thoughts of several masters swept across Gan Ping's body, this made Gan Ping's heart wake up and wake up from the mysterious realm.

With the awakening of Gan Ping's breath, the four people immediately discovered the trace of Gan Ping, and Na Kun Jia raised his hand, and a sweeping picture scroll covered the sky, enveloping Gan Ping's breath in it. And that Feng Moling was holding the demon thorn in his hand, and his figure was looming, obviously preparing to kill with one blow. The Huozheng Immortal in the distance was also eyeing the tiger, and the great seal of the peerless immortal weapon level in the palm of his hand was roaring and flying all over the sky, exuding infinite might.

"That boy, what did you do to my brother?" Lu Zhenxian shouted, at this moment, he couldn't detect the breath of Lu Zhenwu, and couldn't help but feel anxious, a stone knife appeared in his palm, and it was fiercely cut on his palm, and in an instant, blood flowed, but a strange talisman was formed in the air. It is no wonder that this Lu Zhenxian did not refine his physical body like Lu Zhenwu, most of the methods he used were self-mutilating his body, consuming essence and blood true yuan, and he couldn't cultivate Lu Zhenwu's magical power at all.

However, the more like this, the more it cannot be underestimated, this Lu Zhenxian is also a strange supernatural skill of the three schools of the Lich Dao, and there are many methods, which makes people unguardable. However, Gan Ping didn't pay attention to Lu Zhenxian, who was exuding a strong sense of power, but looked up at the picture scroll that shrouded him, among the four, only this Kun Jia was the most threatening to himself, and his cultivation was also the highest.

Gan Ping was a little skeptical that this Kun Jia had already cultivated to the Xuan Immortal Realm, and now he didn't dare to reveal his true strength because of the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao. Despite this, Gan Ping's body was indeed constantly squirming and squirming, and his divine sense did not leave the Vermilion Bird True Form Diagram above his head, he had already realized that with the operation of his exercises, he had made a slight connection with the Vermilion Bird Divine Claw below, if he could really control the claw of this divine beast, even if it was just for a moment, it would be enough to relieve the current crisis!

"The man with the fur and horns, also dare to be vassally elegant?" Seeing the magic weapon of Kun Jia, like a landscape painting, 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers looming in it, and the breath of life came from it, it turned out to be a high-grade immortal weapon, which intercepted 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers and veins to refine it, forming a world of its own, such a magic weapon is comparable to the superb immortal weapon of the fire fairy, that Kun Jia is complacent, and when he heard Gan Ping's words, he couldn't help but have a trace of anger on his face.

His essence is the genus of the ape, and the most taboo thing is to be insulted like this, since he came to the Tao, I don't know how many years he has not been insulted like this, and he has been denounced as a beast. Gan Ping's words undoubtedly sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound of this Kun Jia, he was originally because of the body of this demon beast, he didn't dare to survive the transformation of the heavenly tribulation, so he was delayed until now, hearing Gan Ping's words, this Kun Jia immediately let out a strange scream, and a blade with the thickness of a golden arm appeared in his palm, which was a short pestle.

This is the shape of a dragon elephant depicted on the golden pestle, and countless indistinguishable talismans are engraved on it, and the strange patterns in it immediately reminded Gan Ping of the Buddhist blades he saw in the hero's tomb, which is obviously from the same door. "Buddha Treasure?" Gan Ping showed a look of surprise, since the cultivation of the Tao, Gan Ping has not had the experience of fighting with the Buddha Treasure, now this Kun Jia holds the treasure pestle, with the ancient characters carved dragon elephant two words, obviously called the dragon elephant pestle, look at the terrible power that drums in the heaven and earth, it must be extraordinary.

And at this time, the blood in the cactus of Lu Zhen was dripping, seeing that Gan Ping ignored himself, this old man was obviously extremely ashamed, the blood in his palm was shaken, and there were words in his mouth, "With my essence blood, raise the heavenly demons, fall into reincarnation, and never come back to life! Give me it! weak! Flow! Passage! Broken! No life!" With the words of this Lu Zhenxian, a large stream of blood immediately gushed out in the palm of the palm, and then everyone found that they didn't know when, in the surrounding void, countless runes like formations had appeared.

The rune flashed with brilliance, and swooped towards Gan Ping, and at some point, the faces of countless demons loomed in it, and the originally bright blood red color turned into pitch black in an instant, even with Gan Ping's talisman treasure light, it was difficult to stop the invasion of this power. "It's actually the power of the curse!" Gan Ping was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this Lu Zhenxian to be so fierce, he actually did not hesitate to consume most of his body's essence and blood, triggering the most secret and vicious curse technique of the ancient witch clan, and it was also five states in unison, rushing together.

A shining sword light rose up, and in an instant, it slashed the menacing demon head together, but although the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife could restrain the terrifying extraterritorial demon, it couldn't deal with this curse technique at all, and that black light disappeared into Gan Ping's body in an instant, and disappeared. For a moment, Gan Ping only felt as if he was being bound by an invisible net, and the strength in his body was also rapidly fading, and in an instant, his strength was only seventy percent of his usual amount, and the speed of the weakness was still accelerating.

Fortunately, the seedling in the dantian trembled suddenly, emitting thousands of brilliance, Gan Ping looked inside, and found that in his dantian, I don't know when a large black fog had appeared, like a large net rushing towards his dantian, fortunately blocked by the light. And on Gan Ping's body, there was also a trace of black weird patterns, which looked particularly hideous and disgusting.

With the invasion of the curse power, a feeling of weakness and dizziness came, and Gan Ping instantly felt as if he was thousands of years old, and his originally extremely strong body seemed to have been opened, and the power of the whole body kept passing. The power of dead silence surrounded him, making it impossible for Gan Ping to settle his mind to deal with everything.

After Lu Zhenxian cast this strange spell, he immediately laughed strangely, his whole body shrunk into a ball, and the whole person was like a shriveled orange, and his expression also withered, but there was a cruel and hideous smile on his face. "Boy, do you think that if you fall for my curse secret method, you can still escape and ascend to heaven?" As he spoke, he coughed up blood again and again, obviously casting such a secret method also caused him great harm.