As Gan Ping breathed, a layer of shining dragon scales appeared on his watch, and the dragon scales were only momentarily visible and turned invisible. Only Huo'er screamed in shock, and the faint coercion could not withstand even Huo'er, who had the blood of his hand. With the operation of the aura in Gan Ping's body, his body has also changed, this Ice and Fire Melting Yuan Forging Body is really not as simple as this, Gan Ping, who has the essence blood of the fire dragon, has already exerted the bloodline of this true dragon to the extreme.

The world's monsters are divided into twenty-four orders, although the dragon clan is the end of heaven and earth, and does not enter the genus of demon beasts, but after all, it is still an alien, this fire dragon is originally the body of a true dragon, and at the beginning of the birth of this Tianfu continent, it is the existence of the seventeenth-order demon beast, after years of cultivation, it has reached the top existence of the twenty-first order, in addition to several ancient spirit beasts, this pure blood fire spirit is already a top spirit beast.

On that day, when the fire dragon gathered the essence and blood of the whole body into a ball, it was tempered by the heavenly thunder and integrated into Gan Ping's body, and now under the stimulation and guidance of this dragon secret method, Gan Ping's body also changed to the dragon clan that was favored by heaven and earth. Slowly opening his eyes, Gan Ping highlighted a puff of black smoke, which was the impurity discharged from the refining process in his body. Looking at the black smoke that dissipated in the air, Gan Ping fell into deep contemplation, originally he thought that it was just easier for him to cultivate this Ice and Fire Fusion Yuan Forging Body True Determination, but when he broke through this realm of gold selling, he found that it was far from being as simple as he imagined.

Looking at his hands, Gan Ping used Xuan Gong slightly, and a layer of strong and shiny fine dragon scales appeared on the back of his hand, Gan Ping took out a sword-type Xuan soldier given by the elders in the day from the storage bag, and lightly slashed it on this layer of scale armor. He didn't dare to use too much force, this sword was the same as the arc moon knife used in the cold rain during the day, it was a six-grade Xuan soldier, extremely sharp, although he had reached the realm of cutting jade, but he didn't know if he could resist this extremely sharp sword.

Gently slashed the sword on the scale armor of the arm, and a sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, Gan Ping just felt that the arm shook slightly, but the scale armor was still shining brightly, and there was no trace of it. He couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, raised the sword in his hand high, and slashed down with a fierce sword, and a louder sound sounded, Gan Ping felt his arm tingle, and looked at it, a white mark appeared on the layer of fine and solid scale armor, but there was no sign of shattering.

The mind turned and dispersed the scale armor, Gan Ping couldn't help but be overjoyed, he didn't expect that the gap between each layer of this Ice and Fire Melting Yuan Forging Body True Decision was so big, and now that he had reached the realm of the third layer, he could actually resist the sixth-order Xuan soldiers, not to mention that he still faintly felt in his heart that the realm of this forcible breakthrough was not yet stable, if it was stabilized over time, the power of this martial arts would definitely be able to go further.

Huo'er sat in Gan Ping's arms and watched Gan Ping's actions curiously with a pair of big black eyes, quite strange how his master had lost his mind, and actually took a sword to chop around on his body, clanging happily, scratching his ears and cheeks for a while. Gan Ping straightened up and relaxed his muscles and bones, and the corner of his eyes swept to the fragments of the spirit stone used to lay down the spirit gathering array had turned into powder, which showed how strong the impact of this spiritual power was last night.

Reaching into the storage bag, a ring flashing with a dark mysterious luster appeared on Gan Ping's hand, which was the black lacquer ring from Xuan Mingzi. A spiritual light swept out, and a huge jade suddenly appeared in the room, and a beautiful girl like a flower was sleeping in the pale cyan translucent jade. Gan Ping looked at Ma Ling'er's sleeping face, his fingers caressing the surface of the jade coffin, his eyes were full of sadness and poignant. "Ling'er, it's almost over, I've got out of the status of a servant disciple today, and tomorrow I can go search for the secret recipe of the ancient books, and I will definitely be able to save you. With the sound of Gan Ping's words, a ball of light on the side of Ling'er's head in the jade coffin also beat slightly, which was Ling'er's crippled soul, as if he understood Gan Ping's words, flickering and dimly responding.

Huo'er jumped on the jade coffin, and the eyes of the small pair of monkeys were also flashing with tears, and one person and one monkey were relatively speechless and wept silently. It took a long time for Gan Ping to put away the jade coffin containing the bell, and the time was running out, five years, which is a long time, but it was nothing to a cultivator, and there were many people who had been in retreat for decades. But Ling'er couldn't wait, more than half a year had passed since the incident in Xiaoyue City, and there were only about four years left for Gan Ping.

Gan Ping strode out of the room, and went straight to the seventh floor of the Earth Fire Palace, along the way, those miscellaneous disciples who were originally of the same generation as Gan Ping saw Gan Ping avoiding salute one after another, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, with envy, jealousy, and a trace of awe. It seems that the matter of Gan Ping's promotion to the disciple of the Boundless Son has spread, maybe he is the first seat of the next Mingyun Peak, who dares to make a mistake in front of him? Gan Ping was originally not familiar with them, and the gap in this status was widened, and there was nothing to say, looking at these disciples who were cowering in front of him, Gan Ping sighed secretly in his heart. It all shows that the cultivation of Yunfeng's disciples is low, and it is really not groundless to see it today, what the immortal cultivators are looking for is a Dao heart that is dustless and fearless. But these disciples have moved the secular set into this Miaocheng Sect, how about being a servant disciple, what if they are a personal disciple, if they don't enter the Jindan Avenue within a hundred years, then there is no hope of immortality, and they will eventually turn into dust, how can they be humble and lowly?

With the same joint, Gan Ping immediately felt that his state of mind had improved a lot, and the control of the true element in his body was becoming more and more freely, and the true element mana, which was originally uncontrollable because of the skyrocketing, slowly flattened with the improvement of the realm. Gan Ping walked all the way to the seventh floor of the Earth Fire Temple, and before he entered it, he heard the angry voice of the boundless man inside, "What? You are dreaming, let's go, let's go, don't make noise, or I'll beat you out!"

Gan Ping couldn't help but wonder, he knew best what his master Wuyunzi was like, and the Wuyunzi he had seen in the past few months had always been amiable with a smile on his face, and so were the other people who came and went. Even if he was bullied by Leng Yu and Leng Qingqiu yesterday, his master did not quarrel with him, but secretly gave him a hard time, but why was he so out of shape this time? Gan Ping couldn't help but wonder about the identity of the other person inside.

"Senior brother, this is your mistake, although you are the first seat of Mingyun Peak, but this Earth Fire Hall is a total of this, and I also have half of the right to use the Earth Fire Palace, you have no right to dare me to go out." The person who spoke was not angry, and a slightly ridiculous voice came, Gan Ping couldn't help but be stunned, wasn't this voice his own Uncle Mo Yifeng?