This Jinshi Daoist is worthy of being a character conceived before the ancient flood famine, if it weren't for the conspiracy, with his heels, maybe he would have achieved the ordinary character of Dao Ancestor. This Da Luo Jin body duel is not only tempering the body, but also for the origin of all things, has a strong and very high absorbing power, and now this Yipin Xuanbing engraved with a faint seal character is Gan Ping to perform this Da Luo Jin body duel, and he is drawn out of this big array.

What a domineering name, such a superb refining technique, could it be that this is the condensation method created by the Venerable Master Jin Xi who fused the essence of the three refining techniques of the Witch Buddha Dao?

No longer hesitated, Gan Ping waved his hands again and again, and immediately more than 100 Xuan soldiers were absorbed into his palms, this Xuan soldiers in the Jinxi Divine Kingdom, compared to the Xuan soldiers he refined, the quality was several cuts higher, especially the immortal weapon that served as an array eye, it was even more exquisite. However, after a few breaths, Gan Ping had already uprooted a small sword array located in the distance, three hundred and sixty first-grade Xuan soldiers, and three immortal swords, but unfortunately this was only a drop in the bucket of the number of Xuan soldiers at the core of the Jinxi Divine Kingdom. A small sword formation like this was the most basic existence of this Jinxi Divine Kingdom, and in it, a large array composed of hundreds of thousands of flying swords abounded, which made Gan Ping feel a sense of satisfaction out of thin air.

Gan Ping thought viciously in his heart, apart from his own body with this big Luo Jin, who could so easily snatch food from this big array and draw Xuan soldiers from this big array? If you are someone else, you will have already been strangled into slag by this big array. Looking at the second-order immortal soldier in his palm, Gan Ping couldn't help but nod secretly, there are many formations above this immortal soldier, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword of his master Mo Yifeng, there are similarities, when he left, he presented a lot of rare treasures, and he thought that the Nanmingli Fire Sword that was cultivated by his master had been refined to a grade or even a masterpiece.

However, at this time, Gan Ping, who just wanted to take care of the Xuanbing again, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and a huge feeling of uneasiness and sadness rose, and his face immediately changed greatly, and he looked at Ma Ling'er on the side. I saw that Ma Ling'er's face was pale, and she was looking at him in a panic, and in those autumn-like eyes, Gan Ping saw a strong sense of sadness.

"Not good!" pinched his fingers and counted twice, the Nine Elephant Cloud Compass was running rapidly, and in an instant, Gan Ping knew the approximate situation, gritted his teeth and took out the wind remnant Yuan Shen from his sleeve, and as soon as the wind remnant appeared, he was still struggling, "Junior, let go of the old man, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

In an instant, a terrible howl resounded throughout the starry sky. Soul searching, the most vicious and heinous act in the world of cultivating immortals, the soul of a person who cultivates immortals is powerful, even if the soul is dispersed, with the help of the vitality of heaven and earth, there is also the possibility of reincarnation. However, through this soul-searching and vicious method, the soul is searched for the soul and the true spirit mark is destroyed, it is really like an ordinary person, and the soul is scattered and cannot be reborn forever.

Therefore, this method is also a forbidden technique in the world of cultivating immortals, even if it is secretly and widely circulated, but few people dare to show it with great fanfare. However, at this moment, Gan Ping actually cast this spell in front of everyone, and the terrible howl immediately attracted everyone's attention. Searching for divine souls with soul thoughts is a torture that is thousands of times more painful than a thousand knives, even if a golden immortal master as powerful as Feng Cripple is unbearable.

"Little thief, you don't want to die well, use this soul-searching method on me, ah·····" But it was Gan Ping who was too lazy to quarrel with him, and his strong divine thoughts quickly flipped through the memories of this wind remnant, and the true yuan in his palm shook, and immediately shook this divine soul into pieces. The Blood Transformation Divine Knife happily pounced, and swallowed up all the fragments of the divine soul in three or two clicks.

Ignoring the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife that leaned up to be coquettish, Gan Ping shook his hand and took out the two golden immortals again, and immediately a howl like killing a pig and slaughtering a dog sounded under everyone's eyes. The bitter Taoist couldn't help but turn his head in embarrassment, and in front of everyone's eyes, humiliating the Golden Immortal master like this was really too reckless, but the bitter Taoist knew very well that the young man in front of him obviously had the qualifications to be arrogant.

Frowning, after extracting the memories of the two, Gan Ping slapped in disgust, and the two of them turned into ashes in an instant. At this moment, Gan Ping's face is already pale, and he has cultivated to the same realm as him and Ma Ling'er, any whim is not accidental, Fang Cai's huge tingling and crisis feeling obviously comes from the person closest to him, and the heartache makes Gan Ping vaguely about to lose an important person, so he was stunned to find that his mountain gate Miao Chengzong is now shrouded in blood, as if it is a storm.

Didn't the elders of his own sect join the other sects to fight against the invading demon clan? Why did this situation occur? Thinking that outside the Great Yan Immortal Mansion, the three of them retreated without hesitation, Gan Ping felt the taste of the conspiracy involved. It is precisely because of this that Gan Ping will not care a lot, and in front of this crowd, he will search the souls of these three golden immortals.

"Hey, a world seed, this demon clan is so big, so ruthless! "Bitter Daoist, that relic is of great use to me, and I will borrow it for three years for the time being, and these two flying swords will be counted as interest, and they will definitely be returned to your excellency with interest at that time!"

As he spoke, Gan Pingzao's Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram suddenly appeared in the air, and the disciples of the Miaocheng Sect who were present rolled up. "The sect is in danger, all the disciples will rush with me to help!" A mighty treasure ship appeared in the void, Gan Ping flew up, slapped his palm on the rudder, and the treasure ship turned into a golden light and disappeared. Now that this treasure ship is in the hands of Gan Ping, it really fits the name of Kunpeng.

The ascetic man looked at the two peerless immortal soldiers spinning endlessly in front of him, but his eyes were full of thought. This Gan Ping returned in a hurry, murderous, obviously something happened, could it be that there was something wrong in the Tianfu Continent? As for the relic, the bitter Taoist didn't think much about it, this relic is in Gan Ping's hands, obviously it can play the greatest effect, if it is given to himself and others, in addition to removing the demons in the heart and calming the mind during cultivation, it will not have much effect.

The demon calamity is coming, in less than a year, even with the help of this thing, where can the cultivation be improved?

Although it is to improve his cultivation through external forces, but at this critical moment, he can't take care of a lot, not to mention that Gan Ping should have divided himself and other two immortal weapons, just these two immortal weapons can almost be worth the value of the relics. With these two immortal swords in his sleeve, the ascetic man glanced at the golden Jinxi Divine Kingdom, revealing a look of longing, but he also had self-knowledge, and after watching for a while, he left in the other direction.

The Kunpeng person, soaring up to 90,000 miles, crossing the sea with wind and thunder, is the ultimate speed of the ancient flood famine. Now this Kunpeng treasure ship, but also has a bit of the style of this ancient super-level divine beast, a pair of wings more than a thousand zhang long swept through countless meteorite wind and thunder, a little blood-red light on the bow of the ship cut through the wind and waves, breaking the resistance of the void layer by layer, and the lightning flew out of thousands of miles.

Gan Ping was really anxious at the moment, he had already blessed his winning fish wings on this Kunpeng treasure ship, and even sacrificed the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife to open the way, and under the full urging of it, it was really faster than lightning. Ma Ling'er looked at Gan Ping's face worriedly and distressedly, she knew her husband's feelings for the sect. Unlike himself, Gan Ping, who has experienced countless twists and turns, has regarded Miaochengzong as his second home, and the elders of the sect are his closest relatives.

The sword wheel roared out of his head, and Gan Ping's arrogant progress also disturbed many dull and short-tempered beasts. Gan Ping, who has high mental eyelids, is so powerful, so he naturally hides his deeds and swallows his anger. However, there are also those guys who are extremely blind, and they actually jumped out to block the way, but they were killed one by one by Ma Ling'er's anti-heaven knife wheel, even if Ma Ling'er couldn't stop it, under the rising firelight, it was also burned to ashes. Countless suspicious and jealous eyes snooped coldly in the void, allowing Gan Ping's treasure ship to go away, and at the same time he breathed a long sigh of relief.

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"What? The sects are besieging the Miaocheng Sect for a world seed?" The ascetic man's face was full of shock, and even the wrinkles on his face were stretched out in surprise, but at this moment, he was holding the collar of a loose cultivator, and kept shaking. It's a pity that this loose cultivator can't cultivate Yuanying, and he made him miserable, but he didn't dare to show it. I couldn't help but feel aggrieved in my heart, and I took advantage of the chaos outside, so I slipped into this Hongmeng secret vault, but I didn't expect to be asked by this bitter person, so I was not sad. The demise of the Miaocheng Sect is imminent, what is the matter with your Pure World Sect? This loose cultivator can't help but secretly slander himself.

Letting go of this loose cultivation, the ascetic's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something, and finally gritted his teeth fiercely, "Go, follow me to help Miao Chengzong!" With that, he led everyone to the sky.

"What kind of stinky shelf, with a righteous face, but now it's not also taking advantage of the fire to rob?" The scattered cultivator made a gray face, seeing that the bitter Taoist was gone, he hated it, but then he looked stunned, as if he remembered something, "I, I heard it right, right?