The walls were deeply carved into strange pictures, colorful but nothing unusual. Seeing the direction of the sorcerer's body on the ground, it was rushing towards this mural. Obviously, this witch was not an ordinary person in his life, he killed the three Mahayana monks outside the courtyard, and also broke the immortal weapon Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram, but he also ran out of oil and died in this stone house, and looked at the mural for a while, Gan Ping really couldn't understand what was painted on it.

In a flash of inspiration, Gan Ping reversed the hilt of his sword and struck it on the wall. However, he was disappointed by the heavy sound that came, and it was clear that the stone wall was not hollow. The huge handprint in the corner of the cold spot aroused Gan Ping's interest, the wall was scribbled with the pattern of the two people, and Gan Pingdao had not noticed this ordinary small handprint like a pu fan before.

However, from the side, although it is severely weathered, the stone at this handprint is more solid and slightly collapsed. The priest sensed it, and Gan Ping was stunned to find that his divine thoughts were traveling in this stone, and it was as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and it was extremely difficult to move forward. But fortunately, after several adventures, Gan Ping's soul was extremely pure and rich under the nourishment of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, far surpassing others, and even then Gan Ping felt that sweat drops appeared on his head.

His divine thoughts had already traveled more than ten zhang in this stone wall, and the more he went inside, the greater the resistance. But Gan Ping didn't give up, because he knew that there must be a big reason why this witch man came here, this witch clan has infinite manpower and a simple mind, if it is impossible to say that there is any mechanism on this door, Gan Ping has already checked the handprint just now, and it is obvious that it is often pushed by people with great force, so that the condensed handprint appears.

Thinking that if there is any secret, it must be behind this wall, and finally the emperor lives up to his wishes, and when the nine sons and Gan Ping are about to lose their support, he suddenly feels that his divine thoughts have reached an empty space, and there is really another cave behind this wall. Gan Ping was happy in his heart, but because of the distance, it was already extremely difficult for the divine mind to penetrate this strange stone wall, let alone investigate the space, and it was obvious that if he wanted to know what was inside, he would have to go in himself.

Faintly, Gan Ping felt as if the things in it had something to do with him, and he couldn't bear to give up. Pulling the divine sense back, Gan Ping breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat drops on his head, and couldn't help shouting in his heart that this witch clan was perverted, it seemed that this was just a stone door, but it was actually twenty zhang thick. The whole body is made of the stone that you can see in the courtyard, and the small stone table makes it take a lot of effort for you, and the weight of the stone door can be seen.

Gan Ping finally knew how the three monks in the courtyard, including the Venerable Huizhong, had fallen, and they had been killed and torn apart by their physical strength, and this physical power was really terrifying. Gan Ping looked at the remnants of the witch in front of him with some awe, he didn't expect that this person in front of him could actually kill three Mahayana monks with only the strength of his body, so how strong should the physical strength of this witch man be?

The power of hundreds of thousands of stones, this power is comparable to the physical strength of the Mahayana golden body cultivation, but it is only pushing a flash of stone gates, so how strong should this dead witch be in the first place? Obviously, this witch is not a witch god, how will the high witch god pull up the mountains and the sky and the sea? Gan Ping really felt the terrible nature of the witch clan, and it was really a race that had won the end of heaven and earth.

At the moment, Gan Ping's most important problem was how to open this stone door that looked like a mountain wall, and with the power of his thousands of stones, it was really not enough. Trying to put his hand on which mudra, Gan Ping's face turned red, and he pushed in his dream, and sure enough, the stone wall did not move at all. He stood there in a daze for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he took out the sharp short blade that did not speak like words.

Since this knife can even damage the Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram, which is essentially an immortal weapon, and it is unscathed, this toughness and sharpness are not trivial. Is this stone gate in front of him, Gan Ping pursed his lips, anyway, this knife is not very useful, it can't be used as the body of the Blood Transformation God Knife, and he can't refine it for a while, so now he has to take it to cut this stone wall.

Sure enough, starting with it was like cutting tofu with a steel knife, inserting it to the end, and ripping off a large piece with a slight turn, Gan Ping was overjoyed and hurriedly accelerated the speed in his hand. After a while, I saw the broken stone flying and the knife shining, and the stone on the wall rolled down in large pieces, Gan Ping's chest was extremely happy, and he sold a short blade in his hand, and waved his strength, and a one-person high hole was dug out in a short time.

Taking a step forward, most of Gan Ping's body was submerged in the stone wall, and the stones continued to roll down without stopping. After a while, Gan Ping's whole person disappeared into the stone wall, and he didn't see it, but what Gan Ping didn't see was that the stone wall dug out behind him was slowly healing little by little, as if the human body had been traumatized, and it kept squirming, and the wound behind him was getting smaller and smaller.

Because this short blade was extremely sharp, Gan Ping entered the realm very quickly, and within an hour he advanced about a zhang, and the hole cut out behind him slowly began to close, but he didn't notice it. Gan Ping had just refined and absorbed the essence blood of the witch god, and his physical strength had reached three thousand six hundred stones, coupled with the divine weapon blade in his hand, even if this stone was extremely solid, it would not take half a day for him to dig through it like tofu.

Gan Ping only felt a light in his hand, the sharp blade seemed to have cut into the hole, his heart was happy, and he strengthened his hand, and when he landed, a half-human-high stone was cut off by him, revealing the dark space inside. Counting the flames flew out, revealing all the scenes in the dark room in Ganping's eyes.

After looking around, Gan Ping couldn't help but be a little disappointed, the empty space inside was very spacious, but there was nothing. Only in the center of the room was a strange formation, which looked quite strange, perhaps it had not been opened for many years, and the air in this stone room was extremely foul, and Huo'er took it for granted that a smoke slipped back into Gan Ping's arms. Enduring the feeling of discomfort, Gan Ping came to the front of the formation, and there was a shiny bead on the stone platform next to him, crystal clear, and I don't know what it was.

Gan Ping picked it up, and it was cold in his hand, and he looked closely at the crystal clear beads, which was extremely gratifying. Squinting at it, I saw a ghost-like formation on the ground, and there was a finger-sized hole in the upper right corner, which seemed to be very suitable for the size of this bead. After a deep sigh, Gan Ping gently embedded the bead in it, after all, this is the place where the witch man intends to flee, and there will be no harm in thinking about it.

With the embedding of the beads, the mysterious formation on the ground suddenly flashed with dazzling light, which made Gan Ping, who had been in the dim light, couldn't help but squint his eyes, but he looked at the formation in front of him without blinking, and there was a trace of familiar spatial power inside. That day, Feng Xingyuan used the formation to teleport himself out, intending to torture himself carefully, and only then did he understand the time and the teleportation array.

Feeling the strong spatial power inside, Gan Ping's face hesitated, whether to step into it or not, what would wait for him on the other side of the teleportation array? This made Gan Ping hesitate a little. If the other side is an extremely sinister place, then your own little life will be reimbursed. Seeing that the light was shining, it slowly had a tendency to weaken, and the beads that had just been inlaid in the corner began to slowly fade, and a few cracks faintly appeared on it.

Gan Ping was shocked, maybe this formation can only be used once, thinking that the witch also intends to escape with this, this formation is enough once, feeling the faint breath at the other end of the formation, Gan Ping finally concluded that the thing that attracted his attention outside this mansion was on the other side of this formation, and if he didn't make a decision, he might miss it.

The cold glint flashed in his eyes, the scale armor of his whole body flashed, and he was immediately covered with a layer of dragon scales, even his face was all covered, and with a flash of his hand, the broken Xuanwu Spirit Turtle Shield appeared in his hand, Gan Ping held the mountain sword in one hand and the shield in the other, covering the body surface with the power of the few witch god essence blood that had not dissipated, and Gan Ping strode into the formation.

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Regarding the question of the dragon set, Ziwei Feng Shui Dunjia Shuyou proposed a dragon set, the name has been thought of, just call Shouyin Zhenren, enough WX, right? But this dragon set can not be seen until Gan Ping goes out of the witch tomb, and he is a master in the Miaocheng Sect, so don't worry.