Satisfied, he put a fist-sized piece of Nine Heavens Wind Copper into the storage ring, Gan Ping nodded, and climbed for a day and a night, even his strong body was a little unable to hold on. After all, every time he had to probe his hand heavily into the mountain like gold and iron, in order to stabilize his body from being blown away by the growing wind, as for the clothes on his back, they were already tattered and dissipated. His body-building and streamlined body was exposed, and on the surface of that body, a layer of fine and solid scale armor was densely attached, which was this dragon scale, which saved Gan Ping a lot of pain from flesh and skin.

After all, it is a scale armor derived from the blood of the true dragon, and its strength is already comparable to that of a high-level battle armor, and now that Gan Ping has reached the Yuanying realm, the battle armor of this immortal cultivator during the battle can also be worn. Because Hugh needs extremely strong protective power, most of the genus of this battle armor is blindly refined with extremely heavy and extremely tough Cailuao, which also makes it impossible for immortal cultivators to wear battle armor to fight with others if they have not reached the Yuan Infant cultivation.

It's just that due to his recent busyness, Gan Ping has not refined the battle armor, but in his collection, there are several excellent quality battle armors placed there, waiting for him to refine them. Looking at his extremely sharp, like a palm made of gold and iron, Gan Ping sighed, this dragon clan is really a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, he just got a little bit of true dragon essence blood, and he can evolve into this half-human and half-dragon form, and his combat power and protection power have immediately increased a lot.

Gan Ping has always had no time to take care of his true dragon bloodline, and his cultivation time is extremely short, and he really doesn't have time to comprehend what he has gained, and the spiritual objects on his body are too complicated, and some of them are a little unclear even to himself. If he could apply this dragon clan's scale armor to his heart on the Huishan River that day, he would have already taken out that Tianyang's heart with one claw, why did he end up in a situation where he almost died?

Zong Tianyang chewed this name carefully twice in his heart, Gan Ping smiled coldly, now this guy is as famous as the sky, and this is the biggest factor in defeating himself. With a cold smile, Gan Ping left it behind, Wanzong Chaoyuan, all the general alliances will gather together, and at that time, there will be a dragon fight, and then he will have a lot of opportunities to clean up this guy.

In addition to the Nine Heavens Wind Copper, Gan Ping also collected a lot of spiritual objects such as wind spirit diamonds in the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, this kind of thing is extremely difficult to refine, and these disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect are not good at refining, so there is a lot left, which is cheap Gan Ping, this is a good thing that can increase the speed of the flying sword by half a percent, the more the merrier.

As bursts of numbing power came, Gan Ping knew that he was about to get out of this wind layer and approach the thunder space. The eternal separation of immortals is not that there is an extremely unstable space to separate them, but also that they are cut off by wind and thunder. Above these nine heavenly winds, there is the Thunder Domain. In fact, speaking of which, the power of the Nine Heavens Gang Wind that Gan Ping experienced was only one percent of that of the outside world, how could this wind and thunder layer that cut off the boundary between immortals be so similar? If it weren't for the unique sword qi prohibition and protection on Lonely Mountain, even if Gan Ping's physical cultivation had reached the Rongyuan realm, he would have been torn to pieces long ago.

The Thunder Domain, an existence even more terrifying than the Nine Heavens Gang Wind Layer, the Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Tribulation in the Nether Realm were all formed from this, and it contained the power of violent and violent thunder, and the power of the Thunder Pool Thunder Pulp that Gan Ping had passed through was much worse than this. Gan Ping only felt that his whole body was trembling, if it weren't for the golden ring of the hair on his head, he would have already stood upright, and a large stream of electricity was circulating endlessly on Gan Ping's body, and it was soon refined by the True Yuan and the Innate Death True Flame in his body.

Gan Ping finally knew why this Lingxiao Sword Sect wanted to encourage his disciples to go through this dangerous Gangfeng layer and Thunder Domain, and go to the sword mound to find the sword spectrum, this Nine Heavens Gangfeng and this sky-filled thunder pulp are simply excellent things for refining the flesh, at this moment, even the flesh that Gan Ping covered up was actually growing in the slightest. If an ordinary disciple comes, the benefits will definitely be more, but this hardship must be eaten.

Because of the weakening and blocking of the sword qi of this lonely mountain, whether it is the power of the Nine Heavens Gangfeng or the thunder, it is less than one percent of the outside world, although it will suffer some hardships, but most of them will not be fatal. After all, the purpose of this Lingxiao Sword Sect was to hone the minds of the disciples and improve the cultivation of the physical body, not to want these disciples to die in this Gangfeng layer. If other disciples came, they would definitely use their sword qi to protect their bodies and minimize the damage, perhaps only the freaks covered by Gan Ping would be able to travel to this point with only the strength of their bodies.

"This son, unfathomable!" In the space that Gan Ping had not noticed, several eyes were on him, looking at him carefully. "Such a disciple of good fortune turned out to be a disciple of the Miaocheng Sect, first the angerless Mo Zhifeng, and then this even more outstanding Gan Ping, it is really Tianxing Miaocheng Sect, if this kid is a disciple of my Sword Sect..." It's useless to say more, you also know that it's impossible, who would let go of such a disciple, but fortunately, my Lingxiao Sword Sect and Miaocheng Sect are one, and one is prosperous and one is lost, so I don't have to be too envious. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a heavy sigh, and the deep space became silent. Gan Ping looked back suspiciously, flattened his mouth and continued to climb, this thunder in the sky may slightly hinder his steps, but he will not be like other disciples, his hands and feet suppressed by this thunder are numb, it is difficult to move, not to mention that in this thunder, there are countless spiritual objects waiting to be found by himself?

With a strange halberd on his back, Gan Ping sank his hand heavily into the mountain, and immediately a piercing sound of gold and iron scraping came, and the scale armor on the back of his hand rubbed against the mountain and sent out bursts of sparks. At this point, the hardness of the mountain has risen to a higher level, and no matter how hard Gan Ping tries, he can balance and insert half of his palm into the stone, not as easily as before.

The halberd behind him is Gan Ping's self-immortal mansion in a one-grade Xuan soldier, I don't know what happened to Ma Ling'er's violent girl, I actually fell in love with this strange blade, so Gan Ping took it with him, and slowly refined the Yuan Ling mark in it, this long halberd in the immortal mansion I don't know how many years to turn over, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, there is already a faint spiritual intelligence, but Ma Ling'er doesn't know how to refine and suppress the magic weapon Yuan Ling, and secondly, she doesn't have that mind, so she threw her hand to Gan Ping, do this kind of thing, don't find Gan Ping, who else can you find who else is holding the innate Tu Shi to extinguish the true flame？

When I thought of Ma Ling'er, who was delicate and cowardly, and charming and natural, she took out such a strange crescent halberd when she was fighting against others, and attacked with the soldiers, which made Gan Ping's back sweat, which was really terrifying. But since Ma Ling'er likes it herself, she can't help it, it's really good to use the power of this thunder in the sky to refine this magic weapon, and even use this magic weapon to collect the ability of thunder to gather more thunder to temper her body, if it weren't for the urgency of time, Gan Ping really wanted to retreat in this thunder domain for a few months and completely temper her body.

It's another day and a night of travel, Rao is Gan Ping, and he can't hold on, it's not that the true yuan is not good, but the mind is too tired, the crisis that may occur at any time, maybe when a divine thunder with a destructive breath will explode around him, which makes Gan Ping tense his nerves at all times, so his face has passed through the Gangfeng layer, after the thunder domain, he is already physically and mentally exhausted, and he can't help but secretly admire the monk who once broke into the sword mound with a lowly cultivation, what kind of perseverance and perseverance is needed to get what he wants.

With a whistling, Gan Ping's joyful shouts immediately resounded in the sky, the 160,000 zhang lonely mountain, he has reached 130,000 zhang, the terrible heat after stepping out of the thunder domain made Gan Ping's mind clear, this kind of place filled with the true fire of the sun is the favorite place of the fire spirit body. After passing through the dangers of those two layers, Gan Ping finally came to the closest place to the outer realm, the True Fire Layer.

The true fire of the sun in the sky is vast and endless, and even the voids are filled with the scorching power that makes people almost burn, maybe this is a dangerous place for others to die, but for a fire spirit body like Gan Ping, it is simply an excellent place to recuperate. There was neither a whistling wind, nor a terrible and terrifying thunder, only the kindest firepower of Ganping, who immediately let go of the more condensed mountain and suspended it in mid-air.

With a rattling roar, the three-legged golden crow immediately flew out with a cry of joy, facing the floating sun true fire, happily pecked, but obviously not very satisfied with the speed, the bird's eyes immediately turned, a bird's beak opened, and the landing time was like a storm, and the sun true fire within a radius of several miles was immediately swallowed by it. Gan Ping looked at this big-bellied Arhat with a little surprise, obviously he had been messing with Huo'er for a long time, this strange bird with an extremely bad behavior was also contaminated with the vice of delicious food.

Satisfied, he flapped his wings, and a trace of sparks erupted from the three-legged golden crow's beak, and he called out to Gan Ping a few times, and the ugly sound spread throughout the sky. Patting the strange head of the three-legged golden crow, Gan Ping glanced up at the fireball that emitted endless scorching power in mid-air, as well as the pitch-black, black hole of the outer space, in the depths, is the burial place of the masters of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, the sword mound!