The treasure ship that is more than 20 zhang long, in the air of this fierce place where water, fire and wind are raging, let you howl and burn with flames, and stand still. took the two of them on the treasure ship, and lightly put their hands on it, and the light shield that was protecting Yiqing and Yiping turned into a steel ball, spinning in the palm of his hand. Took out a pale golden rune paper with a faint fragrance, and a flat eye on the side showed a fiery color again, this piece of Bayeux Huantian rune paper is worth 100,000 spirit stones, and the great monk is specially used as a thing to draw the top-level rune, but now in the hands of the light heart, it is folded into a lifelike paper crane, and the breath beads that the light heart has captured before in the mouth fly up, flying up quickly, flying quickly in this storm-ravaged realm, looking at the direction, it is chasing Gan Ping.

The treasure ship emitted a streamer, and with the power of the earth, water, fire, and wind in the sky, it followed the paper crane closely, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The three people on the boat stood silently with their own thoughts, obviously intending to catch up with Gan Ping, and then hurry up.

At this time, Gan Ping was lying on the ground softly, although he knew that he was so defenseless on all fours, and if he encountered any danger, he would not even have time to dodge, but the tearing and dizziness caused by the teleportation circle just now made him unable to lift any strength at all. This teleportation array is really perverted, Gan Ping scolded with hatred in his heart, he was teleported out by Feng Xingyuan with the formation before, and he only felt a slight tear on the outside of his body, and the uncomfortable feeling disappeared in an instant.

However, this time Gan Ping's feeling was extremely strong, and he was absorbed by the invisible spirit retreat formation that was not popular before, although the shouting in his mouth had been teleported out of more than a thousand miles, in fact, Gan Ping knew in his heart, it was only a distance of more than 100 miles, just to intimidate himself, that Feng Xingyuan deliberately said big things. In fact, with his cultivation at the peak of the Golden Pill, how could the teleportation array laid out be so far away? However, this time, Gan Ping really felt that the distance between himself and Fang Cai's stone chamber was at least more than a thousand miles, maybe more.

The consequence of such a long distance teleportation is naturally that Gan Ping's limbs twitched, his whole body was weak, and his head was turned upside down. Even the fire in his arms was motionless, obviously dizzy. As soon as the teleportation circle of Jingru was in the air just now, the huge pulling power came, and it violently passed Gan Ping out. Fortunately, Gan Ping had already made all the preparations and attached the sturdy scale armor to his body, which offset a lot of the tearing power, otherwise even with his current physical strength, he would inevitably be seriously injured by the violent spatial power.

The exercises in the body were slowly running Gan Ping finally felt a lot better, if it was said that Feng Xingyuan had designed himself before, and the invisible spirit retreat array he used was to gently push himself, then the teleportation formation in this witch tomb was simply a thousand years ago that he actually grabbed himself and threw it thousands of miles away, and the fury of its power was simply terrifying. This made Gan Ping a little speechless, could it be that the flesh of this person in the witch clan was really so strong? This kind of magic circle is enough for himself once, but he doesn't want to come a second time.

Finally, the strength that had disappeared for a long time returned to his body, and his body was still a little weak, but he was already able to move freely, boiling the mountain sword to prop himself up, and Gan Ping stood there and looked around. There was also a flurry of movement on his chest, revealing a small monkey's head, his eyes spinning in confusion, and it was obvious that he was not fully awake. Gan Ping looked amused, stroked the small monkey's head lightly, and carefully looked at where he was.

I don't know when, I have come to a wide square, the boulder under his feet is full of blue light, several times harder than the stone he saw before, the stone slab paving in front of him is more than 1,000 zhang, and a protective cover with water waves rises from the ground at the end, like a water wall. Through the transparent protective cover, Gan Ping immediately saw the scene outside the mountain, the thunder in the sky kept splitting, and the forbidden formations of one ring after another were connected, and the density of this formation and the thunder was a hundred times denser than the edge area where he was before?

Gan Ping was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward, looking through the protective shield, his face became more and more gloomy, and his left hand was in his sleeve and began to calculate. When he changed his own dishes, he was teleported out of more than 3,200 miles, and this place was no longer on the edge of the witch tomb, although it was not in the most dangerous center of the witch tomb, but looking at the formation outside, it was not something that he could crack. The most important thing is that even Bu Yizhen has never been here, and it is no longer on the road map at all.

Gan Ping's heart sank suddenly, and he took out a blood light stone of about the fourth grade from the ring, and flew out of the protective shield with a flick of his fingers, but before he could fly two feet, he was turned into powder by the violent thunder breath contained in the air. Gan Ping couldn't help but turn pale, it was obvious that this protective shield did not prevent people from entering and exiting, but the thunder and formations outside blocked it, did he go out by himself?

Turning around suddenly, Gan Ping looked behind him, and was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him, it turned out that the square he was in was only halfway up the mountain. In front of him, a long stone staircase leads to the peak, and there is a large hall at the top of the peak, and it is difficult to see the outline even with Gan Ping's eyes, which shows how long the stone steps of this mountain road are. Vastness, vastness, quaintness, desolation, it is all the feelings that this stone step brings to Ganping.

I don't know who the owner of this mountain peak is, and he actually paved such a magnificent stone staircase with this kind of stone that is more than a good material, which really makes Gan Ping breathtaking. After a deep groan, Gan Ping narrowed his eyes, thinking about the gains and losses. That's it, since you have come here, and you don't have a leg or belly backwards, so you just go all the way, Gan Ping doesn't believe that there are still living people in this witch tomb.

Looking at the high ceiling, Gan Ping already felt that the treasure that had a great attraction to him was among them. It's just that he is a little puzzled, could it be that there is still a magic weapon in this witch tomb that can be used by cultivating real people? Step by step, Gan Ping walked forward with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, after all, this is not the outside world, so he has to be careful step by step.

What made Gan Ping happy was that just when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, a familiar feeling came, and it turned out to be his familiar aura, an extremely pure aura, without any attributes but extremely pure, which made Gan Ping happy in his heart? Could it be that the master here was not a witch clan? In ancient times, although the three clans of the lich people competed for power, there were also many alternatives, and there were also people who were not of the same race helping each other and living together.

Thinking of this, Gan Ping's heart slowly let go of a little, after all, if he encounters the Wu clan, it will definitely be an endless situation, if the master here is a human monk, then it is better, it is a big deal to admit his mistake, he strayed into this place, and he will not be embarrassed by this ancient monk.

When he came to the peak, Gan Ping was a little stunned, and the palace in front of him looked like a palace from the outside, but it was only two feet high, as if it was a palace-style house. Gan Ping smiled dumbly in his heart, no wonder it was difficult to see the outline of this palace on the mountainside square with his own eyes, it turned out that the problem appeared here. However, when he arrived here, the aura was even more intense, and it was not the same as his own Dragon Peak.

Gan Ping clenched his fists slightly, and said loudly: "The junior boy Gan Ping, it is really abrupt to break into this place by mistake, I hope the seniors will help and send the kid out!" After all, I don't know if there are still people here, and Gan Ping is inconvenient to break in rashly. shouted several times in succession, and no one answered, Gan Ping raised his head and looked at the top of the small palace, where three big characters were written on a piece of glazed square, "Tushi Palace"!