Gan Ping stood on top of the ring, looking helplessly at the disciples of the various sects who were full of excitement below, and the different colors of clothing formed a gorgeous scenery under the ring. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome, step by step to advance, thinking of the expression of the master in the morning, Gan Ping was so angry that his teeth itched, and he said that he could let himself feel the atmosphere, but why could Ma Ling'er directly wait until the second day of the selection competition as a personal disciple? Obviously, his master has struck himself, and it's no wonder that these days he has been indulging in those strange flowers and plants all day long, and he also knows the temper of his master, don't look at the easy-going and amiable on weekdays, but when he really studied the Danshu, he simply forgot to sleep and eat, obviously forgetting to report his name, after all, there have been too many things in Miaochengzong recently, too chaotic, Gan Ping went to Lingxiao Sword Sect again, so naturally no one paid attention to his affairs.

Thinking of Ma Ling'er's narrow smile, Gan Ping's angry thunder immediately flew out, knocking the disciple in front of him who was obviously the peak of liquid transformation out of the ring, and turned to leave. However, the whispers of those disciples still reached Gan Ping's ears,

"This guy is obviously a master of Yuanying, why is he still here to mix? Isn't this sick?"

"Shhhh

"Is that him? the guy who got entangled with the two fairies of Su Nu and was later beaten half to death by Zong Tianyang?"

"Be quiet, you can't say it if you know, after all, they are Yuanying masters, and they will pinch us to death with one finger..."

"Cut, what is it to be majestic with us? If you have the ability to go to Zong Tianyang, see where he can be arrogant, it is said that this Gan Ping offended Zheng Yuanhuai of the Guiyuan Sect two days ago, plus there are many young Junyan who admires Bi Rou and Bi Xin want to trouble him, I hope he will ask for more blessings!"

When Gan Ping heard this, he rolled his eyes helplessly, he didn't expect that this immortal cultivation world was also like the world, gossip and rumors were flying all over the sky, how could his own affairs be known to everyone? But this is also good, with the previous experience of failure under Zong Tianyang, presumably the opponent who is equal to himself will despise him, so that his journey will be a lot easier, and then he can recharge his energy and prepare for the first few finals.

The next opponents are all vulnerable at all, Gan Ping helplessly and depressedly looked at the boundless man on the high platform in the distance, sipping tea, and the fire on the table, chewing fruit, a fiery red figure flashed behind the crowd, which one else is besides Ma Ling'er? Slightly concentrating and holding his breath, since the Shuifu Immortal Palace came out, Gan Ping felt that he was a lot more impetuous, although his cultivation skyrocketed, but the sequelae that followed were not small, after all, it was a cultivation obtained by relying on external power, how could he catch up with the true yuan that had been tempered with a little hard work to be stable?

However, this is also the reason why the residual fire qi in the body has not been completely refined, if it is really possible to refine the fire qi in the body and the true yuan in the Fire Dragon Dragon Ball, then Gan Ping's cultivation will rise to a higher level again. A crystal clear bead quietly appeared in the palm of his hand, and Gan Ping quietly put it into his mouth, the bead condensed by pure soul thoughts has the most calming effect.

Cultivation has skyrocketed, in addition to Bi Rouqing, Gan Ping has also been more or less affected, this unstable spirit is one of them, but Gan Ping has been relying on his own soul to suppress, absorbing and refining the fragments of the Yuan Shen of several masters, especially the Yuan Shen of Ao Xinglie, which is even more high-spirited and domineering, how can the ancient dragon king be so easy to deal with? Therefore, Gan Ping was more or less contaminated with a trace of Ao Xinglie's way of acting, otherwise that day against the Xuanyi Ancestor, Gan Ping would not have taken a bold shot regardless of it, at that time, it was indeed a thousand kinds of majesty, ten thousand kinds of domineering, but it lacked a trace of reason.

"Chiba Sect Song Yide, please also ask my senior brother to be merciful..." Having said that, Gan Ping didn't feel any humility on the part of the arrogant-looking young man in front of him, and couldn't help but frown secretly. It stands to reason that except for himself, an unlucky bastard who was forgotten by his master, there should be no more Yuanying monks to participate in this initial competition, but this Song Yide is a real Yuanying beginner, and he can't be a little fake, what does this guy want to do?

In Gan Ping's divine perception, there were countless malicious eyes sweeping over his body, obviously having a plan. Long before this, Master Mo Yongfeng had already told himself that there was no way to let himself be promoted step by step from the bottom, Gan Ping's rise was too fast, and the limelight was extremely prosperous, and he couldn't compare with those disciples of his sect who had been famous for a long time, so he made this decision.

However, what Mo Yongfeng didn't expect was that even so, it didn't stop these people from snooping on Gan Ping, and glanced at several other eager young faces in the audience, Gan Ping already understood, obviously these people were coming for themselves, and they were married to Su Nu Zongmei, which had spread throughout the Zihua Immortal Mansion these days. As two of the seven fairies, whether Bi Rouqing or Bi Xin, they have a large number of admirers, maybe they should have known that such a situation would occur a long time ago.

I don't know who this Song Yide is an admirer, but when he saw Ma Ling'er's charming face in the distance, Gan Ping sighed in his heart, it was really a disaster. Obviously, this group of young Junyan wanted to make themselves unable to even pass this initial selection, and they lost an adult, so they participated in the primary selection that they didn't need at all. However, Gan Ping's idea has been decided, since he wants to make a fool of himself, he must be a good student who has been taught a hard lesson by himself, and he is not the soft persimmon that can be pinched by others.

Everyone has already come to the door, Gan Ping naturally won't give him a really good attitude, and he waved his hand lightly at the moment, "Senior Brother Song, please!" The voice fell, and a wide giant sword had already appeared in Gan Ping's palm.

The tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the sky, Gan Ping made a starting gesture, and a vast and desolate aura like an eternal star escaped from his body, and the desolate aura not only made the faces of the laughing onlookers below change, and their hearts were dark, this Gan Ping really had two hits.

The sword refers to the business, the starting sword posture of the Daluo Heavenly Stars Sword, and uses the power of the stars to condense the mind in order to achieve the effect of surrendering the army without a fight. However, Gan Ping himself is the body of the fire spirit, and this time, with the help of the power of the stars in the sky, it has attracted the fire of the vast stars around his body, and the light is shining, and the whole person is like the legendary star king in ancient times, majestic.

Song Yi on the other side was shocked, isn't it said that this Gan Ping is just a waste piled up by inheritance and elixir? That Zong Tianyang is not an outstanding figure in his group of young people with similar cultivation, but he can almost kill this Gan Ping with a sword, thinking that this Gan Ping is not enough, but the strength shown by Gan Ping in front of him subverts his cognition, which is a gentleman who has cultivated to skyrocket with the love of his elders, looking at the degree of solidification of the true yuan, the vast pressure of the divine soul, Song Yide couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart, it seems that he has kicked the iron plate today.

However, there is no possibility of retreating now, this Song Yi screamed, and slapped it on his chest, and immediately a strange battle armor with blue light appeared on his body. This armor is full of light, and the rune scales on it are scattered, but it has the meaning of water circulation, which is the famous Canglan battle armor. "Be careful, watch my willow leaves turn a thousand times!"

With a low shout, Song Yide didn't know when a palm-sized, crystal clear and terrifying knife had appeared in his hand, the knife was no more than a few inches long, and it was said to be translucent, only the blade had a touch of green road color, like a long willow leaf. Obviously, the people who can come to participate in this Ten Thousand Sects Return to Yuan Conference are all disciples who are focused on cultivating in the door, this Song Yi is not the first level of Yuanying, but this Xuan Bing in his hand is a real magic weapon, this Qianye Sect is also a famous sect of Zihua Immortal Mansion, and it will naturally not be shabby.

In an instant, the willow leaf knife turned into thousands of lights and shadows and flew into the air, circling endlessly, enveloping the entire ring in it.

"This Senior Brother Song is becoming more and more exquisite, you see that this willow leaf Qianzhuan has faintly had the demeanor of Song Shanming, the elder of the Thousand Leaves Sect, if it is really a famous teacher and a high apprentice, admire, admire!"

"But no, Senior Brother Song has only been proven to be a Yuan Infant in more than a hundred years, and it is a little worse than this Liuyun Fairy of the Yuan Sect, it is really my generation Chu Qiao..."

Although there was a loud uproar below, it did not stir Gan Ping's mind, Gan Ping, who had gone through countless lives and deaths, was already as calm as water, no matter what the opponent was, the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and he was very careless. In front of him, Song Yide was shining with a treasure, and even that Canglan battle armor was a magic weapon, if he wanted to defeat it with just a sword in his hand, it would take some effort.

Maybe it's just to use these people as your own whetstone, and if you want to kill all the way to the past, your own fighting experience and true yuan control will go to a higher level, right? At that time, you will also have a little bit of confidence in fighting the Liuyun Fairy. For the woman who sat on the back of the crane, never saw the face, only a glimpse of the back, Gan Ping was also extremely jealous in his heart.

After all, he is already one of the best masters of the younger generation, although his combat power is not bad at the moment, but after all, the cultivation time is too short, and the difference between the two is indeed too big. Not only this Liuyun Fairy, yesterday Ma Ling'er also told herself that among the young generation who participated in the competition this time, there are still a few young generation masters with the same strength as the Liuyun Fairy, after all, before this Wanzong Dynasty Yuan Conference, the Lingjiang treasure boat was opened, and a lot of benefits of the Guiyuan Sect were not swallowed by their own family, so they had to take some of these things as a reward for this competition, so the young generation of masters of the various sects who practiced in retreat came out of the customs one after another to compete for benefits, fortunately, this Ten Thousand Sects Guiyuan Conference was only limited to monks under the age of three hundred to participate, otherwise, with the rich reward, many old monsters could not say that they had to fight with a thick face。

The reason why this Snow Heart Pill can be used as the reward for the first place is that its effect is not known to be the little bit that Ma Ling'er said to heal the dark wounds, whether it is through the heavenly tribulation and the stabilization of the true yuan soul, it is an extremely effective product. It can be said that after taking this pill, the probability of spending the heart demon tribulation in the future will be full of thirty percent, the heavenly tribulation is better, the difficulty of the demon tribulation, this is a widely circulated sentence in the immortal cultivation world, and the horror of this heart demon tribulation can be seen.

Therefore, what these people are doing is coming towards this Snow Heart Pill, even if Gan Ping takes the first place and gets the Snow Heart Pill in his hands, it will inevitably have some twists and turns in the future. However, this is not in his consideration, Bi Rouqing's secret injury has reached the point where it is about to collapse the Dao Ji, if he can't get this Snow Heart Pill, then he can only freeze it under the Ten Thousand Years of Xuan Ice in the bitter cold land of the extreme north, and wait for the passage of time to slowly repair the injured Dao Ji, such a long wait is what Gan Ping does not want.

"Hum!" Although the strong wind on the stage was howling and the light and shadow were flowing in the sky, it couldn't stop the sword sound of the mountain sword in Gan Ping's palm, and with the hissing of the sword blade, even the thousands of blades flying in the air slowed down. Song Yide couldn't help but show a solemn look on his face, this Gan Ping's swordsmanship had reached such a point, it was really terrifying to be able to urge the sword qi to deter the weapon spirit in his Xuan soldiers.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated, and the fingers turned around, and in an instant, the sword light that roared in the sky turned into a terrifying knife wheel, and swept towards Gan Ping. "It's good!" Gan Ping's eyes burst out with a ray of fine light, just looking at this trick to simplify the complex, turning the sword light in the sky into a huge knife wheel in an instant, you can see that this Song Yide has worked this Xuanbing. Such a knife technique, such a magical power, can be called a house.

"But if it's just this skill, then you're only going to end here!" Gan Ping immediately let out a low sigh, and the murderous aura rolled up on the blade of the sword, facing the knife wheel that was like a mountain viciously pressing towards him, he was not afraid, he did not dodge, and stabbed like this knife wheel that had been gathering momentum for a long time. This sword stabbed out, and immediately the entire ring roared, and the killing machine was pervasive, it was the Ling Meng Killing Sword that Gan Ping cultivated the most!

The momentum here also attracted many onlookers in the distance, and the primary selection was held in a total of twenty-two rings according to the heavenly stems and terrestrial branches, but it was rare for the primary selection to cause such a momentum, after all, most of the disciples at this stage were low-level cultivators, even if the battle was limited in cultivation, and they couldn't make any big moves, but the battle between Gan Ping and this Song Yide brought the sword blades roaring in the sky, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting was endless, and the end was terrifying. Even the disciples who were fighting in the two rings near each other stopped the fight in their hands, and looked at the ring shrouded by the shadow of the powerful sword and sword, and their eyes were full of bitterness, what kind of excitement are these elite disciples here for?

A heavy sword slashed on the knife wheel, Song Yide only felt that the Liu Yejing knife connected to his heart immediately let out a mournful roar, with the emergence of that murderous aura, the wide sword body of the mountain sword was also like a giant python, floating up and down endlessly, and in an instant, on each piece of the sword body that was transformed, it clicked heavily. The huge knife wheel transformed by countless blades roared, disappeared in an instant, and turned into countless floating shadows to restore into the crystal clear body, and jumped back in front of Song Yide, screaming underground, as if he had been wronged.

Song Yi didn't have time to feel sorry for his magic weapon was traumatized, and with a shake of his hand, a small magic drum appeared in his palm, and his fingertips turned sharply, and the passionate drum resounded throughout the mountain. The vast vitality of heaven and earth rushed in, and under the agitation of the drum, it turned into a giant hammer and axe and slashed towards Gan Ping, blocking Gan Ping, who was stabbed by the sword, and stood in place.

"Superb magic weapon?" Gan Ping cut a giant hammer in half with a sword, and looked at Song Yide in surprise at Song Yide, who kept changing notes in front of him, with a surprised face. Unexpectedly, in the first battle with the Yuan Infant Monk, he actually encountered a superb magic weapon, this superb product and a product, although it is only a word difference, but the power is indeed different from heaven and earth. What's more, this small drum is still a very special rhythm attack magic weapon, which belongs to the same category as the Xun refined by his own Yingyu body, and the attack method is unpredictable and extremely weird.

But if you want to rely on this to block yourself, it's still far away! Eyebrows raised, Gan Ping's sword momentum became slow, and the whole person seemed to be dancing a sword in the sticky glue, but although the movement was slow, there was an unstoppable meaning in it, and in this swordsmanship, there were faint traces of the Heavenly Dao, which was the Daluo Heavenly Star Sword that Gan Ping had comprehended.

Gan Ping only dared to want to fight with others with this sword of returning the mountain, and he also had the reason for understanding the sword of the heavens and stars of Daluo, if he didn't have that kind of strength, he blindly wanted to hone himself, it would be a fool. As soon as the Daluo Heavenly Star Sword came out, the situation on the field immediately changed! Gan Ping held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand was pinching in front of him, and his eyes kept scanning the body of Song Yide, it was the sword counting technique that Gan Ping had performed by the seventy-six pairs of iron swords, and this sword counting technique was precisely with the help of Zhou Tian Xingchen's position, calculating the opponent's flaws and defects, one method through ten thousand laws, Gan Ping, who had comprehended the sword momentum of the Daluo Heavenly Stars Sword Nandou, could naturally also use this method.

In the Lingxiao Sword Sect, this sword calculation method is a sword technique that every disciple must practice at the beginning, so as to observe their own and the enemy's flaws and make the next attack. However, most of the disciples also stopped there, although it seemed to be a basic introductory sword technique, but you must know that arithmetic is broad and profound, the sword cultivators of the Lingxiao Sword Sect do not cultivate the divine soul, where there is such a strong computing power? Even if the cultivation has reached the realm of Sword Seventeen, it is only out of the realm of finger arithmetic, advanced mental arithmetic.

At a glance, the new general is clear, this is the advantage of the sword of mental arithmetic, all the opponent's flaws are well understood, and he is naturally invincible. However, these cultivators of the Lingxiao Sword Sect didn't know how powerful they would be if they could go one step further and enter the realm of mystical divine calculations. Under the flash of divine consciousness, the route taken by the opponent, the way of attack, the speed, the attack and the defense are all under his control, and at that time, it can really be the difference between life and death in a single thought.

Gan Ping also discovered that this mental arithmetic technique had such an effect in this Daluo Heavenly Star Sword, so he practiced hard, but after all, he was a beginner, and now he has only reached the realm of finger calculation. However, it is enough to deal with this Song Yide, the power of the stars in the sky is pervasive, the slightest fire of the stars on Gan Ping's body beats endlessly, although the whole person has not moved, it is like a mountain pressing on Song Yide's heart, and if he does not move, he will be killed!

The thumb fell heavily on the root of the tail finger, and a trace of essence flashed under Gan Ping's eyes, that Song Yi saw this, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late, a long roar like a dragon's roar rose to the sky, with endless murderous aura and sword intent, the surrounding sound waves were instantly dispersed, and Gan Ping had been re-elected with a sword, turning into a ray of fine light and stabbing straight into Song Yide's chest, this sword, there is no way to avoid it!