The three corpses testify to the Dao Law, there is actually a fragment in this mountain stone evil water bowl, this Qi Zhen Demon is really unjust, this kind of treasure has not been caught in front of him, it is really damned. Gan Ping refined this demon head, and the 100,000 thoughts in his mind immediately skyrocketed by more than half, reaching 160,000, and the original thoughts that were only the size of a finger are now the size of eggs, all of them are crystal clear, and a shallow phantom shadow looms in the inside, which is Gan Ping's divine soul imprint.

The strength has skyrocketed, and if it is true, this refining devouring and plundering is the fastest way to increase strength, and the current Gan Ping only feels that he is full of energy, and when he first enters the Mahayana, he just feels that the essence and blood strength is not strong suddenly dissipated. Ma Ling'er looked at the young man in front of her in surprise, who was the same as Gan Ping, and her eyes were full of doubt, "Gan Ping, is this your incarnation?"

It is no wonder that Ma Ling'er asked, the person in front of her was almost the same as Gan Ping's touch, even the mana fluctuations and aura were completely consistent, which was obviously different from the incarnation outside the body. I saw the young man smile, "We are one, how can we say that we are incarnated?" Saying that, the young man made a mockery to Gan Ping, "Daoyou, be polite!" Gan Ping smiled slightly, "You and I are one, there is no need to be polite, cut off the obsession in our hearts, and be brave and diligent, it is the right way!" The two looked at each other and smiled, and the young man's history flew into the kingdom of God behind Gan Ping's head and disappeared.

The three corpses are the supreme method of the legendary Dao ancestor to prove the body of a saint, and this doppelganger of Ganping is another body differentiated by cutting off his own obsession, which is the same as his own thinking, there is no difference at all, even the strength exercise, there is no difference. The subtleties in this can't be said for three days and three nights, how can ordinary people be able to spy on the Daozu Method?

Seeing that Ma Ling'er was still in a daze, Gan Ping took a step, grabbed the little girl's pink little hand, pecked on the vermilion lips, and grabbed the slender waist. Ma Ling'er was stunned, but then snorted, and snuggled in Gan Ping's arms, completely ignoring this heavenly demon in nothing, now Gan Ping has no heart to think about these things, what heavenly demon treasures, pull this Nanban Sixteen Villages, all left behind, he and Ling'er reunited after a long absence, although it is only a few years, but it is like a different world, the heart is happy, full of 'chest.

"Gan Ping, where did you go? Where were you when the demon sky took away me?" Huo'er, this little thing, is also clever, seeing that the master has stopped moving, it is also happy, and in an instant, it turned into the size of the original palm, and threw itself into Ma Ling'er's towering chest, and kept muttering coquettishly, seeing that Gan Ping's eyes were about to erupt with fire. This damn little thing, before he had time to save it, was preempted by this little thing.

Gan Ping grinded his teeth a few times hatefully at this fire, but looking at this, the little scoundrel who purred happily under Ma Ling'er's palm was helpless. Suddenly, when she heard Ma Ling'er ask this, her heart suddenly chuckled, and her face changed slightly. Ma Ling'er also raised her head at this time, with a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but Gan Ping could sense the dangerous aura from her spring-like eyes, and a pair of pointed fingertips had already come to the soft flesh of Gan Ping's toes, constantly rubbing her thoughts.

Xiao Nizi grinded her teeth and sneered, "What's the matter, you're flustered? As if feeling Ma Ling'er's anger, the proud dragon roared, and in an instant, countless heavenly demons were stunned and fell like raindrops. Even if he is a Mahayana cultivator, his strength is comparable to that of a golden immortal, but now Gan Ping is also in a cold sweat, and the fire in this backyard is a top priority. It's just that this Youyue'er's matter, how can you explain it to this Ma Ling'er? Thinking of it, Gan Ping had a headache, so he could only laugh.

Without the blessing of the Seven Killing Demon Palace, and even less the Naqi True Demon, these Heavenly Demons no longer have the mind to fight, except for Shadok and Hong Ba, who are two half-step Golden Immortal masters, the remaining one hundred and six monks have joined forces to cast a formation, and the center of the formation is a large vat with a copper smell. A gust of simple and savage aura came from the copper vat, and in an instant, there was a gust of wind in the entire starry sky, and countless heavenly demons were sucked into this copper vat, and this copper vacus was like a bottomless pit, pointing to it, no heavenly demon could escape.

There was just a big battle, Gan Ping had already collected the most valuable demon palace body and Naqi True Demon in the Seven Demon Killing Palace, and the treasures in it also belonged to Gan Ping, and he collected most of the Heavenly Demons with the help of Ao Long, and he didn't care about these soups and water at this moment, a pair of children on the side asked me and answered, whispered, with a posture of you and me, and didn't pay attention to these people at all.

The group of beast cultivators of the Sixteen Villages of the Southern Barbarians instantly captured the remaining Heavenly Demons in this starry sky, and immediately turned into a large talisman, and suppressed Hua Wuji and Qi Zhenxian who were still fighting with Nashadok and Hongba in midair. Although these two Heavenly Demons were the pinnacle of Heavenly Immortals, the cultivation of half-step Golden Immortals, they were also suppressed by these people and sealed into that copper cylinder.

The closer Shadok gets to this, the stronger the fear in his heart becomes, the coercion of the natural bloodline of the divine beast, these beast cultivators are the most clear, and now that he is close to this dragon, even if he is Shadok, he can't raise his head a little. Looking at the two who were still whispering to the dragon's huge body, Shaddock coughed hard.

"Huh?" Ma Ling'er immediately turned her gaze and looked at the strangely dressed man with a little curiosity. The dragon also lowered his head, and looked at the big man who obviously had the aura of a fierce beast, but was still in human form, and the faint coercion poured down unconsciously, almost crushing the Shadok to the ground.

"Brother Ganping, I don't know what else you have planned? If not, how about going to my Nanban Sixteen Villages as a guest?" Shadok's eyes were full of hope, this dragon beast is rare to see in heaven and earth, how can you not invite you back to the village and let the sect elders explore it now? And this Shadok also moved a different idea, although this dragon himself and others can't snatch it over, but it can leave some blood, after all, it is a high-level divine beast, only contaminated with a trace of its essence blood, even a sparrow can instantly be comparable to a top-level demon beast.

As if sensing the bad intentions of this Shaddock, the dragon suddenly sneezed, and immediately the burly man screamed and flew upside down. But Gan Ping's hearty laughter resounded through the starry sky, and a large hand suddenly appeared, stabilizing Shaddock's figure in midair. "Since Brother Sha is so gracious, then I and Neiko are disrespectful!"