For Lu Xiaoyao, a child of the family, Ling Xiaotian still attaches great importance to it, this Lu family is entrenched in one side, and the financial resources are strong, and I don't know how much jade refining material rune paper is paid to Yao Rizong every year. Just the last time I worshipped, the high-grade cinnabar was dedicated to three hundred catties, enough for the disciples of Yaori Sect to use for a year, and this industry needs more, although my own cultivation does not care much about these things, but the disciples of the sect are indispensable, and this Lu Xiaoyao's own qualifications are also good, it is actually the body of the fire vein, although it is inevitable that there is a risk of going mad, but the cultivation is extremely fast.

In just over forty years, the golden pill was formed, although it was cultivated by a large number of elixir treasures in the Lai Sect, and the body of this fire vein also contributed a lot. However, at the moment, I don't know the life and death of being burned by this Gan Ping's Burning Heart Heavenly Fire, how can I not let this Ling Xiaotian's heart be anxious? It's just that the Burning Heart Heavenly Fire is really weird and domineering, even if Ling Xiaotian has cultivated to the realm of Yang Pole and Yin Birth, it is difficult to uproot it. The only way to kill Gan Ping is to dissipate this terrible flame.

With a sharp sound of breaking the wind, in Gan Ping's sight, Ling Xiaotian's giant palm was magnified several times, grabbing the top of Gan Ping's head, and the slightly curved fingertips pointed to the major points of Gan Ping's body, making Gan Ping have nothing to hide.

It's now! Gan Ping's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and the short ruler in his palm had turned into a transparent silk thread, heading towards the sky. At the end of the day, the sky and the earth changed color and the wind surged, and the people at the head of the city only felt that their eyes were dark, as if there was an illusion, and the bright white sun was full of stars and shining light.

The incomparable palm of Ling Xiaotian was immediately frozen in mid-air, and Gan Ping's movements were extremely slow, and everyone present only felt as if they were in a thick glue, and it was extremely difficult to even roll their eyes. Above the top gate of the sky, I don't know when a red line appeared, far up to the sky, and the naked eye could no longer see the momentum, as if connected with the stars at a certain moment.

The silence of the whole tap was terrifying, even the wind that kept blowing stopped abruptly, and Lu Xiaoyao, who was originally howling, also seemed to feel this abnormal atmosphere, and the two eyes that were rising flames looked at the two people in the field.

Ling Xiaotian's body was already densely wound with countless layers of translucent silk threads, and in mid-air, above the big star that was shining with crimson light at the moment, there was also an abnormal light, as if it had been bound by someone.

Ling Xiaotian only felt that his heart was tight, and the line of his fate in the dark seemed to have been grasped by a giant hand, although his cultivation was monstrous, it was difficult to breathe, and he did not have the slightest power to resist. His heart was shocked, and a legendary thing immediately flashed in Ling Xiaotian's mind, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

Legend has it that the magic of the ancient witch clan reached the sky, and the genus of the witch god mastered the power of the laws of the world. It is not the same as today's monks, who master the spiritual power of each attribute between heaven and earth, and in the era when golden immortals are all over the ground, and heavenly immortals are not as good as dogs, this method of manipulating spiritual energy is just a trivial way. Those ancient witch clan powers, with their every move, have the power to drive mountains and reclaim the sea, and the unique mana they have mastered contains the rules of heaven.

The witch tomb that Gan Ping once visited was the place where a witch god who had mastered the power of thunder and the rules of time was destroyed. That thunder law is just a god, and mastering the law of time, this is simply a god. In those turbulent years of the flood and famine, the twelve Wu Ancestors each controlled a Heavenly Dao law, suppressed the heroes, and crowned the flood wilderness, even a few Dao Ancestors, they had to temporarily avoid their front.

Although things have changed, the witch clan has disappeared, and many witchcraft still remain. Most of them are waste products that cannot be used by cultivators, but there are also terrible things that contain the power of the law. Ling Xiaotian finally knew where the terrifying feeling came from when he faced Gan Ping just now, it was the faint power of the two witch weapons in his hands.

Whether it is an immortal, a beast, a cultivator who is as strong as the world, an immortal who is descending to the earth, an ant at his feet, or a small tree beside him, they all have their own luck and numerology. This numerology is the force that drives a person forward, rolling red dust, who is not struggling in it? It is precisely with this fate composed of luck and numerology that one person after another can have different encounters and have different lives.

This is the rule of the Heavenly Dao, this is the foundation of survival, if this is broken with the silk thread that pulls the life, then everything about this person will die out and cease to exist. And this pair of utensils in Gan Ping's hand is the blade of the life leather! The life ruler is measured, the leather knife is cut down, and in the red dust, you can cultivate to the monstrous, the identity is respected, and the fate hangs by a thread, and life and death cannot be autonomous!

Previously, when Gan Ping got this sharp short knife, he searched countless ancient books, and only then did he know that the few text-like patterns on this short knife were the witch spells of the Wu clan, and it was a leather character. It's a pity that this short knife is only a single piece, and it can't exert the huge power contained in it at all, and it can only inadvertently hurt the lifeblood of others. However, because of the existence of the Blood Transformation Divine Sword, almost all the people who have forbidden this short knife have already died, so this power is also difficult to detect.

Only the unlucky Mo Yeqing, in fact, in terms of Mo Yeqing's numerology, is extremely blessed, just looking at his serious injuries but being able to successfully devour the nine-tailed fire scorpion, it can be seen that not only the suffering of the foundation is empty, but also the cultivation has increased greatly, and he faces the hard shock of Gan Ping. However, after the battle of Shuofeng City, although he was defeated and seriously injured by Gan Ping, this was not the most important thing, but that the knife had deeply injured Mo Yeqing's life, and the thread of fate that connected the natal stars was almost cut off.

Although it was not cut off, it also completely hurt his numerology and changed the direction of his fate, so this ink night celebration was sucked by the witch Nan Nan, who should not have appeared, sucked up the true essence blood of the whole body, and died tragically in the cave.

And this life ruler was obtained by Gan Ping from the flying clouded leopard before. It's ridiculous that the flying cloud leopard has eyes and doesn't know gold and jade, and only regards this ruler that measures the fate of all things in heaven and earth as a powerful treasure. When he saw this ruler, Gan Ping had already sensed the extraordinariness of this ruler from the reaction of the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife body, and when he killed the flying cloud leopard, after the two were combined, it was even more golden wind and jade dew when they met, and they won thousands of magic weapons!

Because he was already connected to the ontological mind of this Blood Transformation Divine Knife, he had just obtained this life ruler, and Gan Ping had already mastered some of the mysteries, which was also the reason why Gan Ping dared to argue with the four Yuan Infant Monks. That Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram can only protect himself from injury, and if the pair of witch weapons in his hand really exert all their power, they really have the power to slaughter gods and destroy immortals, which should not be underestimated.

But what Gan Ping didn't expect was that he actually killed such a Ling Xiao Tian, this Ling Xiao Tian's cultivation has already stepped into the Yuan Shen with half a foot, unfathomable, there is no way, if Gan Ping wants to escape from this place, he can only use this magic weapon that has not yet been fully mastered.

For a while, the heavens and the earth changed color, thousands of stars flashed under the white sun, and the falling starlight seemed to be crying bitterly for the birth of this peerless killing weapon.

Gan Ping's forehead was already sweating, although the power of this witch weapon was extremely great, but the power required was also extremely great, and it was not at all beyond his control at the moment. With just two simple movements, Gan Ping felt that the True Yuan Mana in his body, as well as the Essence Blood Shou Yuan, were gushing out like a great river of the Yangtze River, disappearing, and all of them were swallowed up by these two witch weapons. It is the characteristics of this blade of life leather, the ancient witch god Shouyuan is endless, and the strength of a body of essence and blood is also the best in the wilderness, so it is effortless to use this pair of witch weapons, but now Gan Ping feels that he is almost sucked dry by this pair of witch weapons, and the next actions are also difficult to perform, whether it is Ling Xiaotian or Gan Ping, his life is hanging by a thread now!