Standing in the air in a daze, He Zhenzi's expression was gloomy, his face was sad, and two lines of blood and tears fell from his eyes. He was an ancient emperor and a Taoist scholar, and because of his Taoist practice, he couldn't give birth to a bloodline with a Taoist couple, so this disciple was like his own son. Today, in one day, the door was mourned, which made the resentment in his eyes gush out.

"Good, good, good..." He Zhenzi's eyes were full of anger, and he was obviously about to say something, but a big hand was stretched out beside him, and he pulled it into the spatial crack. "Daoist friend speak carefully!" A heavy sigh came, and in an instant, the two of them disappeared, obviously using some kind of secret technique to cover up all the tracks and voices.

The space fluctuated, and a cold snort came, "There are no good words for the back person, hum!" As the voice fell, the heavens and the earth fell silent again, leaving only the flying ash still slowly drifting away. And the talisman written by Gan Ping also circulated golden light in the air, gradually turning into an invisible, dissipating between heaven and earth, but that faint thought still stayed in the sky above this world, and it was the power of the oath.

For a while, the undercurrent of the entire sealing realm surged, and an unknown force seemed to be planning something, and the mountain rain was extremely dull.

However, Gan Ping didn't have the heart to take care of these at the moment, and hurriedly sent the rescued woman back to Youyue Country with Youyue'er's will, and Gan Ping flew into the turbulence of time and space, turning into a streamer and flying away. His doppelganger had already found the Jinxi Divine Kingdom, which was a big deal, no wonder Gan Ping was in such a hurry.

When Gan Ping arrived in a hurry, he immediately looked at the field in surprise, but it turned out that someone had taken the lead and found this Jinxi Divine Kingdom first. And the two parties, Gan Ping is no stranger. A sword light in mid-air was like a real dragon soaring and changing, swooping and whistling, and the three hairpins on his head flashed with spiritual light, and he had a sad look on his face at all times, which was the Pure World Sect bitter Taoist who Gan Ping had a relationship with before.

This ascetic man and more than a dozen monks behind him joined forces to form a formation, with this ascetic man as the center, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he had an invincible momentum. Gathering the strength of everyone, although this ascetic person is the peak of Mahayana cultivation, but the sword gang in his hand is the most miles long, and his combat power is directly chasing the master of the Golden Immortal. But even if it is like it, it is also the upper hand at the moment, and it is suppressed by the people opposite, although it can still resist at the moment, but it is already a situation of insufficient vitality, in Gan Ping's view, it will be defeated on the spot without a thousand moves.

On the other hand, Gan Ping immediately sneered, it was really not that the enemies did not gather, the three Golden Immortal Cultivators joined forces to deduce and urge an immortal-level formation, and they were suppressing the Bitter Dao people there, but there was obviously something to fear, otherwise, with the strength of the three of them, they would have already taken down the Bitter Dao people and their party.

In this situation, where do you still need to think about it? Don't say that this ascetic person had a helping hand for him when he first entered the Hongmeng Secret Vault, these three were obviously masters sent by the four major families, and Gan Ping also had a reason to do it. After he obtained the talisman treasure, he immediately ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, and inadvertently ran into it here, how could Gan Ping let it go?

"Senior brother, it's that kid!" The white-eyed old man caught a glimpse of Gan Ping standing coldly in the distance out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately startled. Originally, they planned to leave this Hongmeng Secret Vault quickly in order to plan for the future, but when they passed through this place, they were attracted by the strange situation caused by this ascetic and his party, and they saw that this ascetic and his party used a secret method in this Jinxi Divine Kingdom to take out a treasure, and the three of them immediately had hot eyes, and they had the idea of killing people and grabbing the treasure. Unexpectedly, Gan Ping was recruited.

Stretching out his hand, the Five Flames and Seven Birds Fan were already clasped in his palm, "Bitter Dao friends, don't panic, Gan Ping is here!" A blood light shone above his head, it was the newly reforged Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword. The figure loomed, and Gan Ping didn't care about any morality, so he directly killed the three golden immortals, "You wait for the three of you, you have been spying on me for many days, and you have made several secret plots, don't you think that I Gan Ping is the kind of person who swallows his anger?"

Seeing Gan Ping appear, the bitter man's eyes were first happy, and then they dimmed again. This Gan Ping is only a Mahayana cultivator, and no matter how strong his combat power is, it is limited, which makes the bitter Taoist can't help but secretly slander Gan Ping's road blindness. Although he has a helping hand for him, but this favor is not such a retribution, it should be like himself that day, watching coldly from a distance, and being in a state of escape at any time, so that the three people on the opposite side may stop because of the power of their own sect, for fear that the news will leak out, and now they have recklessly entered the battle group, which is really reckless.

However, Gan Ping on the other side surprised the bitter people. A burst of fire swept through the sky, and Gan Ping's shot was so arrogant and domineering, he actually wanted to leave the three of them together, but what made the bitter Daoist people surprised was that there were no three people in the wind and wind of the hidden clan, and when they saw Gan Ping's shot, they also had the intention of cringing, and they faintly wanted to escape. This made the bitter Taoist can't help but be amazed, and the expression on his face became more and more strange.

Only the three of them knew the reason for their retreat, how could the rune treasure left by the Taiyi Golden Immortal be able to resist by themselves and others? While this kid hadn't taken out the rune treasure to deal with him, what were he waiting for? It's a pity that Gan Ping had already sacrificed the Sun Melting Furnace to calm this space, and now that Gan Ping was more and more closely connected with this artifact, he felt that this treasure was infinitely powerful. Just the power of this blockade of space is enough to let go of his hands and feet and do a big job.

Sensing the abnormality of the power of the space beside him, Feng Remnant and the other three people dispelled the idea of escaping, and urged the immortal treasure to wrap it towards Gan Ping. Since there is no way to retreat, let's give it a go, the three of them are also very single, and under the joint efforts, they faintly have the power of the Golden Immortal middle-level monk, and there is a tendency to catch up with the Dalin Demon God.

"Are you desperate?" With a smile, a pair of wings swept out from Gan Ping's back, turning into a streamer in an instant, wandering endlessly in this space, although the magic weapon that the three of them joined forces was strong, but it couldn't be captured for a while. It is precisely with the help of the hands of the three that he will become more familiar with the power of his skyrocketing.

"Boom!" Gan Ping's fist full of dragon scales bombarded the immortal weapon from the side, the golden immortal is the golden immortal, the three of them joined forces, even if it was just a little corner of the remaining strength, but it also flew Gan Pingzhen out of the Xu, and the immortal diagram was also a shaking, causing the three of them to tremble.

"It turned out to be the power of a dragon, what kind of monster is this kid?" The tall and thin monk was immediately surprised, the power of a dragon was already comparable to that of an ordinary golden immortal, what did this kid eat to grow up?