Heaven is pitiful! How could these monks in the Sealed Realm have seen so many spiritual objects? These monks who have cultivated as a primordial god are still smooth and slippery, and they don't have a trace of magic weapons. This is not surprising, there is no spiritual energy and spiritual vein in the sealed realm, and many spiritual treasures cannot be derived, most of the magic weapons used are passed down from ancestors, even if it is an immortal weapon, without spiritual energy nourishment, hundreds of thousands of years have been handed down, and they have all become a piece of scrap iron, that is, in the fire vein in the center of the earth, those broken Xuan soldiers who are nourished by the Ten Thousand Swords Devouring Heaven Ding can still be sharp.

Those old monsters in the sealed realm, suffering from the lack of aura, although the cultivation is extremely high, but the true yuan mana is obviously not enough to quench, and the physical cultivation is even more miserable, and now Gan Ping has placed the spiritual vein in the sealed realm, Yu Ion and other old monsters are naturally in retreat, consolidating their cultivation, even their generation of disciples, those monks in the Mahayana realm, are also in retreat, after all, it is just enough to extinguish the spiritual energy before, and now the spiritual energy is abundant, so it is natural to sort out all the cultivation for the supernatural powers.

Therefore, the monks that Gan Ping can send out at the moment are these three generations of Yuanshen monks. However, in the mountains of these two realms, limited to the constraints of the power of the law, the effect of these immortal-level masters is not very great, and Gan Ping is too lazy to let them appear, at this moment, every time these masters increase their cultivation, Gan Ping is adding a combat power, how can this little account Gan Ping not understand?

However, more than 100 Yuan Shen monks have also frightened many disciples of the Miaocheng Sect, and this kind of strength is comparable to half of the strength of the Guiyuan Sect and other sects this time. For the thoughts of these disciples behind him, Gan Ping didn't have time to pay attention to it, and now he put him, who was already poor and green, into the mountains of these two realms, as if he had sent a hungry tiger into the flock, and a black blind man pushed into the cornfield, but he broke hard!

The ancestral source, according to legend, these two realms of mountains used to be the source of the human world, and this human world is the foundation of all walks of life in the heavens, how many treasures will there be here? how many spiritual veins? how many treasures? Gan Ping waved his fist fiercely, these two realms of mountains, Gan Daguan wants a spoonful of stew, whoever dares to stop it, even he will do it together!

Ma Ling'er glanced at Gan Ping's crazy eyes, couldn't help blushing, and shrunk her neck, but she reached out and grabbed one of Gan Ping's arms, her face full of sweetness. A long drought and a rainstorm, the two have not seen each other for a long time, last night in the upside down' and 'phoenix', like glue, Ma Ling'er clearly remembers that when her lover unbuttoned her clothes and saw her body, the expression was the same as now.

This group of Realm Sealing Cultivators is really worthy of the ancient secret method inherited, and the strange methods have opened everyone's eyes. One of the white and chubby fat people, with a big mouth, actually had a gust of wind on the ground, and the Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee, which was hundreds of years old, was actually sucked into his abdomen by him, and patted the slightly bulging belly with satisfaction, and saw that everyone's faces were full of cold sweat.

My God, this is an eighth-order Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee, and that poison can even threaten the Yuan Shen Monk, this fat man is too fierce, right? Gan Ping smiled slightly, this fat man also recognized it, it was Yu Ion's apprentice, who had cultivated a belly of mixed Yuan True Qi, and the abdomen was a space of its own, reversing yin and yang, not to mention that it was this eighth-order Phantom Spirit Bee, even if the Yuan Shen Monk was sucked into his abdomen, he would not be too big or a little confused. This mixed yuan true qi is somewhat similar to the skill of Qiankun in his sleeve, but it is a pity that he does not have time to sort out and refine all the magical powers he has learned one by one, time, it takes time to get anywhere, otherwise every secret technique on Gan Ping's body, cultivated to the extreme, is an earth-shattering magical power.

The fire on the side is even more fangs and claws, and the Jun Tian stick in his hand has been refined again by Gan Ping, and it weighs as much as five million stones, but it is really heavy as a mountain, but at the moment in the hands of this little thing, it is extremely accurate in the control of power, and without a wave, it will knock out the Gengjin Phantom Bee alive, and below, it is the hideous body of the Bizhu Sky Centipede, which is flying happily, catching the fainting Phantom Bee. With its rank, in the face of the overwhelming phantom bees, there is still some strength that cannot be caught, rather than stepping forward to fight, it is better to give Huo'er a big shot.

This Bizhu Tiancentipede and the three-legged golden crow and Huo'er have been mixed up for a long time, and they don't want to be dumbfounded by the previous class, although they are collecting the Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee, but from time to time they lower their heads and steal their mouths. This eighth-order spirit worm is not without a small supplement for it. Huo'er didn't care about this guy's stealing mouth, this little thing was purely a psychology of playing tickets, and he was happy to knock on one stick after another.

In an instant, nearly 10,000 phantom bees were collected all over the sky, and the big-bellied Arhat Yu Weiming was even more shy with a big belly, dangling triumphantly. This kind of goods is really a bit bad, this kind of space supernatural power, even if it collects millions of spirit insects, it will not show the slightest outside, Gan Ping's sleeve Qiankun technique, even if he collects a mountain into it, it will not show a trace. This guy is like this now, he is showing off that he has collected a large number of spirit insects, and this product is really good, and he actually swallowed more than 2,000 Gengjin phantom spirit bees in one go, no wonder he is so proud.

Without waiting for Gan Ping to give instructions, Yu Weiming, who smelled the slightest hint of aura, immediately let out a strange cry and rushed into the distance, and the group of monks behind him were stunned, but they immediately followed viciously. Gan Ping glanced at these unscrupulous, poor, and crazy-eyed guys a little helplessly, and then tossed away with them, hoping that they could leave some soup and water for the rest of these senior brothers behind him.

Gan Ping turned his head and commanded everyone to disperse the formation, clean up the battlefield, and treat the wounds. The toxicity of this phantom bee is not trivial, some careless disciples have been affected by this bee venom, and they are now wailing, and many disciples with elixirs have applied medicine and detoxification to them.

At this moment, a strange cry came from afar, "Childe, it's not good!" These monks of the Sealed Realm have always called Gan Ping the Supreme or the Lord, but now outside, Gan Ping asked them to call themselves Gongzi. The one who is making this strange scream right now is the unscrupulous big-bellied Arhat Yu Weiming. Hearing this scream, Gan Ping and the others not only turned their heads, but were immediately stunned.

I saw that Yu Weiming and the others were still in the sky a few miles away, flying towards this side, but each of them was holding a green silk thread, and in the big net, there was a giant beehive like a small mountain, and behind them, there was an overwhelming dense Gengjin phantom spirit bee. This group of poor and crazy-eyed guys even gave up other people's nests.

However, Gan Ping is sharp-eyed, although there are many phantom bees, but in the eyes of these monks, they are nothing, since they can carry the hive back, where can they be afraid of these phantom bees? Behind the swarm of bees that cover the sky and the sun, Gan Ping suddenly saw a trace of figure, and the corners of his eyes immediately retracted, "Demon clan!"