Since being tricked by Feng Xingyuan and chasing and killing thousands of miles, Gan Ping has already faintly realized that something is wrong, although before being lured into the teleportation circle, he was disturbed by a series of teasing by Hua Wuyi, but he will definitely not be so confused. When he was in distress several times and practiced the way of hexagram deduction, Gan Ping faintly felt that his series of encounters could not be the legendary catastrophe of human calamity. The change is invisible and pervasive, it is the skill of this heavenly Taoist who calculates and cultivates the truth, even with the cultivation of Xuan Yingzi and the wisdom of Bu Yizhen, they all end up in the end of the catastrophe, which shows the benefits and disadvantages of this human robbery.

Now, when Gan Ping's cultivation has skyrocketed, he has obtained many treasures, and this unwarranted disaster has fallen when he is in high spirits. Seeing that hope is in front of him, as long as he gets out of this witch tomb, the world is big from now on, let it soar, but such a change happens in the middle, how can Gan Ping not be shocked and angry? Obviously, this human catastrophe does not intend to let go of himself, but blindly evasion in exchange for pressing step by step, first the peak cultivation of Jindan is Feng Xingyuan, then it is Bu Yizhen of the Yuan God realm, and now it is the ancient demon fairy Hongyu Fusang. If you continue to escape, you may lead to some kind of disaster.

At the moment of life and death, Gan Ping calmed down, and in an instant, he had already figured out the cause and effect, this calamity for the cultivator, the more you escape, the more powerful it becomes, and eventually drown you. Only by fighting to the death, putting it to death and then revitalizing, can you get a glimmer of life, and now all your retreats and vitality are blocked by the demon fairy in front of you, if you want to escape, then you have to fight to the death.

A hint of madness and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and Gan Ping seemed to return to the moment when he faced a hungry wolf in Tianling a few years ago, even if he died, he would drag you into the water. Although this red jade Fusang demon fairy has been sealed for thousands of years, it is still extremely strong, and the angry shot is even more stirring the heavens and the earth to change color, the sun and the moon are not bright, and the bright red branches that cover the sky and the sun are swooping down from the sky, like a big hand viciously grabbing down. This red jade Fusang ancient relics, the body is hard and abnormal, that branch has been taken by the great supernatural in ancient times, as a flying sword only, it can be seen that its tenacity, this time to pounce, not to say that the huge terrifying power, is this comparable to the body of the flying sword, can also shoot Gan Ping out of thousands of holes.

At present, Gan Ping's biggest killer Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife has been damaged by this demon immortal, and he can't release it to meet the enemy, as if he has lost an arm. Gan Ping opened his mouth, and a golden fire dragon with the thickness of his arm appeared in front of him, which was the dragon pattern Binghuo Yuangang that he cultivated. Gritting his teeth, he took out the dragon snake bowl, and he didn't care about the wail of the clutch true flame and integrated it into the fire yuangang, and it was time to fight hard, Gan Ping's heart was clear.

That Binghuo Yuan Gang absorbed and refined this clutch true flame, and immediately his body grew a generation larger, and he was in the Tushi Palace before, he absorbed part of the firepower of the Silent True Flame, and now with the power of this Qianyuan clutch true flame, it is even more prestigious. Gan Ping's fingertips picked, and the innate Tushi Silence True Flame flew to the head of the dragon head of the Binghuo Yuangang, like a dragon ball, swallowing and spitting in the mouth of the dragon transformed by the Binghuo Yuangang.

With a slap of the palm, the purple light Qingning Divine Oil in the Great Sumeru Spiritual Light Bowl flew out like flowing water, with as many as 1,200 drops, and it was forced to meet the giant hand shrouded in the sky.

Gan Ping pinched the magic trick and supported all the protection in his body, and he didn't succeed to see a blow. Although this world-shattering demon immortal is not at the peak of cultivation, it should not be underestimated, the existence of this level is enough to crisscross the world, even if the two masters of Gan Ping, plus the head of the Wufu Zhenren and the first Wushen son of the Law Enforcement Hall jointly attack, it is difficult to move the slightest. It's just that at the moment, this demon fairy is still in a state of sealing, and the body can't move, let alone manifest and transform, so he can only send out this blow in a hurry, and it is precisely this that gives Gan Ping a chance.

Although Gan Ping has a lot of treasures on his body, if you talk about it, when this kind of level battle, the only ones who can take out his hands are the two magic weapons of the Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword and the Great Sumeru Spiritual Light Cup, and the rest are simply vulnerable in front of this demon immortal. Only then did Gan Ping make a desperate move, it was with the help of the power of this Great Sumeru Spiritual Light and the divine oil in it, coupled with the much more powerful dragon pattern propylene fire Yuangang and the power of the Silent True Flame, to give this demon immortal a desperate blow. After all, he had already reached the edge of this witch tomb, and if it hadn't been for this demon fairy to block the space, he would have escaped a long time ago.

Whether it is life or death, it can be seen within this move, Gan Ping looked at the sky with blazing eyes, since this innate Tushi Silence True Flame can suppress this demon immortal for so many years, it is obvious that he has a strong restraint on it. Even if the power is sharply reduced at the moment, and the vitality is greatly damaged, but he also integrates the Binghuo Yuangang into it, and even more than a thousand drops of Purple Light Qingning Divine Oil are forced to increase its power, and this scorching flame aura is not an unknown deterrent to this wood demon.

Sure enough, when the terrifying flames in the sky were ignited, the thug who was pressed in mid-air also paused slightly, and it was obvious that he also found the breath of the Silent True Flame mixed in it, it seems that this wood demon is also quite afraid of this thing that has suppressed him for thousands of years. But it was only a slight pause, and then it hit down frantically again, several times more fierce than before, and it was obvious that the real fire had been moved.

Gan Ping only felt a loud noise, and his ears lost their sense of the outside world, and the rings of fire scattered in all directions, mixed with the leaves and branches of the red jade Fusang trees that flew down one after another, scattered all over the ground. A huge force rolled up, desperately pushing Gan Ping's body back, Gan Ping only felt a strong surge, and the defensive magic weapons all over the body exploded, and the green lotus on his head shattered, turning into thousands of streamers and returning to Gan Ping's body, and the blue shield in front of him rolled back and smashed heavily on Gan Ping's chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Gan Ping's left hand grabbed the spirit turtle shield that had been broken again, and as soon as he held it with his right hand, the Blood Transformation Divine Knife appeared in his hand. Although the sword spirit has been seriously injured and dormant, but the body of this divine knife is still unharmed, Gan Ping stimulated the residual witch spirit blood qi in his body, poured into the body of this knife, and slashed out, and suddenly a black crack appeared next to Gan Ping, and in an instant, a streamer flew from the sky and sank into Gan Ping's body.

Gan Ping slapped the mountain sword behind him, and the whole person turned into a sword light and flew out of the spatial crack that was torn just now. In front of him is the exit of the witch tomb, Gan Ping let out a long roar, the unity of the human sword and the sword did not care about his serious injury, and he desperately urged the true yuan, and in an instant, he rushed out of the entrance of the witch tomb. The space behind him shook for a while, and it was obvious that the demon fairy struck again, but this time it only bombarded the barrier of the witch tomb, and he couldn't help it.

Not daring to slack off, Gan Ping controlled the sword light and flew away for several miles in an instant, and the whole person turned into a golden light and disappeared into mid-air. Leaving the unstable space of this witch tomb, this vertical golden light method can be used at will, and in an instant, Gan Ping appeared more than four hundred miles away, and the sword light was already dim and crumbling.

This demon fairy is really strong, it has been sealed for so many years, and it is still as strong. If it weren't for the fact that this demon immortal hadn't completely broken the seal, he would have taken his nickname just by the aftermath of the collision with the Silence True Flame. Gan Ping smiled bitterly, for fear of affecting the injury, and fell to the ground with the sword light.

Unexpectedly, it was actually this result, Gan Ping checked the injuries and magic weapons all over his body, and couldn't help but feel a little crying, the Blood Transformation God Sword Spirit, which was the biggest reliance, was on the verge of collapse, and fell into a dormant state, and it could not be applied at all. The innate Tushi Silence True Flame, who was already suffering from a great injury to his vitality, was even more dying after experiencing this catastrophe, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time, if it weren't for the continuous input of the pure fire element of Binghuo Yuangang, maybe this world-shattering fire would have been annihilated in the witch tomb.

Speaking of which, this Binghuo Yuangang is not much better, it is only a little stronger than the Silent True Flame, and the transformed dragon form has been broken and will not recover. Just now, just by the impact of the aftermath, Gan Ping's own cultivation of the Divine Power Three Flowers and Five Qi Protective Method was broken, and even the body was seriously damaged, and most of the meridian bones on his body were also shattered, and the repaired Xuanwu Spirit Tortoise Shield was cracked again, and it was unbearable to use again.

Gan Ping looked at the injuries all over his body, as well as the magic weapons in his hands that were broken, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was obvious that he couldn't rush back to Miaochengzong for a while. It was already Gan Ping's limit to be able to hold on until now, and at his current level, he couldn't even move again. After glancing around, Gan Ping realized that he was stuck in a small mountain depression, and his aura was still sufficient. Glancing at the way he came, he expected that the demon fairy would not be able to break out of the Witch Tomb Divine Kingdom for a while, but Gan Ping also calmed down and thought about his next plan.

Dozens of flying swords flew out of his hand, and under the agitation of the aura, he immediately shuttled through the air for a while, turning into a sky of light and shadow. After laying down this sword net soul destroying formation, Gan Ping felt much more at ease, and ordered Huo'er to guard on the side, so that he could cultivate with peace of mind and recover from his injuries. After all, with his current situation, he can't fight with people at all, and if he encounters a bad person, it will be bad.