In the Shuifu Immortal Palace, the aura is full of rare treasures can be seen everywhere, and the gate is open, as if it is not defended. The thunder was shining, Ma Ling'er's body loomed in the thunder pulp, Gan Ping looked at the jade body in a daze, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly. Creation and creation, it turned out to be the innate Hao Yuan Gang Thunder, which contains the innate divine thunder of vitality, for Ma Ling'er's attributes, it is a great supplement, looking at the rising momentum of Ma Ling'er, Gan Ping couldn't help but faint a trace of jealousy.

This Ma Ling'er is really lucky, in the eyes of outsiders, she is a freak, and she has cultivated into a golden pill in just a few years, which is enough to compete with the Yuanying monk. And this Ma Ling'er just slept and became a yearning Jindan master, now if you refine this innate Hao Yuan Shen Thunder, the cultivation of this body is simply directed at the Yuan Infant, and such a thing generated in the innate chaos, when refining, will bring the master about the heavenly Dao perception and laws of its own attributes, and there is no need to worry about the unstable realm of the mind.

It seems that he is going to redouble his efforts, Gan Ping can't help but smile bitterly in his heart, his fiancé is so tired, people are more popular than death, he was born and died, went through thousands of tribulations, and finally got his current cultivation, and in a blink of an eye, he was surpassed by this little girl, looking at Ma Ling'er's rising momentum and cultivation, Gan Ping felt very stressed, and he couldn't be pressed by his own woman, right?

On the other side, the encounter between Bi Rouqing and Bi Xin made Gan Ping a little surprised, the luck of these three girls is really too good, right?

The water droplet in the palm of Bi Tender's palm is the primeval one-yuan heavy water, which existed at the beginning of chaos, suppressing the four poles of heaven and earth, the most coldest thing, and this primeval one-yuan heavy water is also in line with the exercises practiced by Bi Rouqing. As for the branches in Bixin's palm, if Gan Ping is not mistaken, it is obviously the illusion of the Yuan Spirit of the Ten Thousand Years of Empty Green in the Far South, which is known as the treasure of the wood, and it is extremely rare to get a drop, and the Yuan Spirit condensed in this is extremely cherished.

Huo'er jumped up and down to the feet of Gan Ping, holding the jewel the size of his head, tugging at the hem of his trousers, and gathering the jewel high above his head like a treasure. Gan Ping was surprised and forgot to glance at the fire that squeezed his eyebrows, and was speechless in his heart, it turned out to be the fire unicorn inner bead, okay, your luck is really good. Huo'er took the bead and waved it like crazy, holding it in his arms and rubbing it with his little face, making a burst of murmuring sounds.

I just thought that the beast would pick up this funny little guy, but I saw that Huo'er stretched out a pink little tongue and licked it on top of the orb. Immediately, the red light burst out, and the scorching power made Gan Ping take two steps back, looking at the fire on the ground in surprise. And at this moment, Huo'er's little eyes have also straightened, and the endless huge yuan force is constantly surging towards its body, and this fire unicorn inner bead contains all the yuan power of this fire beast, and now it is triggered by Huo'er, and it is immediately like seawater pouring into Huo'er's body.

Gan Ping shook his head helplessly, this reckless little thing, but in terms of its physical level, it may suffer a little, but it is not worried about his life, so Gan Ping did not pay much attention to it. Sighing, looking at the one person and one monkey who were in a state of stability, Gan Ping couldn't help but shake his head, it seemed that he still had to investigate this place by himself.

Gan Ping slowly walked inside, although Ma Ling'er's clothes were all torn and her graceful body was fully displayed, Gan Ping was not so embarrassed, because after all, the two had already set their names. And the two sisters Bi Rouqing and Bi Xin in the other two directions made him blush slightly, especially that Bi Rouqing, who seemed to be more beautiful than when she was on a blind date with her skin that day, well, she began to think crankily again.

I don't know why, although there is no prohibition in this Shuifu Immortal Palace, but Gan Ping feels a burst of uneasiness in his heart, as if there is a huge eye watching him, and the feeling of concealment makes him extremely uncomfortable. All this went too smoothly, and without encountering any difficulties, they entered the Shuifu Immortal Palace, and these three women each found their own natal spiritual objects, which made Gan Ping smell a trace of unusual meaning.

Gan Ping stared blankly at the magnificent hall in front of him, this magnificent hall is obviously also a magic weapon, and on the big plaque in the middle, the carved lifelike fire dragon is like a living thing. The five-clawed fire dragon turned out to be a five-clawed fire dragon, and the faint power made Gan Ping unable to breathe for a while, and the pair of dragon eyes stared at Gan Ping as if he was alive.

"Little guy, I feel the breath of the same kind in you, whose son are you?" The old man's voice suddenly sounded in Gan Ping's ears, making Gan Ping startled. Obviously, this old dragon felt the breath of the fire dragon essence blood on his body, but Gan Ping's essence blood was obtained by luck, not his own.

But before he could answer, the old voice said again: "Well, it's very impure, little guy, your blood is very impure, what are all the miscellaneous things mixed with?" Gan Ping was simply terrified, with his current strength, he was enough to kill the high-level monks of Yuanying, but he did not have the slightest ability to resist in front of this divine thought.

The powerful divine thought with a crackling sound of breaking the sky entwined Gan Ping to death. Gan Ping was shocked to find that this divine thought was a hundred times stronger than the divine thoughts issued by the few Yuanying monks two days ago, where did such a figure come from?

"Well, the fairy weapon? oh, it's in tatters, what is this? What a strange lamp. Oops, the congenital Tu rate extinguishes the true flame, what a good luck boy..." The divine thought kept probing Gan Ping's body, and from time to time let out an exclamation. Gan Ping had already tried his best, and all the talisman magic weapons on his body appeared, but they were broken by this divine thought one by one, and the Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram, which even the Yuan Shen monks could not break with one blow, was actually broken by this divine thought.

"Hahaha, old man Ao Xinglie, junior, you are lucky today, come on..." As the old voice sounded, a fiery red streamer flew out from the plaque, and the sound inside was faint, and the mighty fire system Yuan Force made people look sideways. "This is the old man's natal dragon ball, you swallow him and take over the mantle of the old man. At that time, there will be no authority in the world, and no one will be rich, rolling in..."

The floating shadow of the fiery dragon on the plaque kept floating up and down, obviously very happy, and the fiery red dragon ball flew towards Ganping's mouth, and the old stiffness sounded in Ganping's ears like a temptation. "Swallow it, swallow it, with the inheritance of this Dragon Ball, you can call the wind and rain and become a god-like existence..." However, Gan Ping was always horrified, he didn't believe that there was such a free lunch, he had never met this old dragon, and when they met, this old thing actually passed on his natal dragon ball to Gan Ping, obviously he didn't have any good intentions.

Gan Ping's divine thought immediately roared, "Who are you, why do you want me to take over your mantle?" Gan Ping didn't dare to speak, the fiery red dragon ball was shaking on Gan Ping's lips, but he was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, the dragon ball would slide down his throat. The voice was obviously suffocated, and then it screamed as if it had been stepped on by its tail.

"Old man Ao Xinglie, old man Ao Xinglie, haven't you heard of it?" the voice roared angrily, shaking Gan Ping's dizziness. "Old man Ao Xinglie, the fire of the co-lord of the world belongs to the divine dragon, what year is the flood now?, how can you not know the name of the old man?" The voice was obviously angry and angry.

And Gan Ping was a little speechless, and he was still in the famine, what age did he encounter an old monster, no wonder this god was so strong that it turned out to be an old monster tens of thousands of years ago, such an existence is simply not something he can resist. At that moment, Gan Ping replied respectfully: "Senior, it is now tens of thousands of years later, and the flood you said is already a legendary thing..." Carefully answering the old dragon's words, Gan Ping was afraid of angering him.

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Crazy, yesterday was dragged to drink, from 2 pm to 11 pm, and now my head still hurts, I'm really sorry everyone·····

PS: I'm so pathetic·····