Suppressed by the monstrous demonic energy, Gan Ping could only watch in horror as the dragon pestle struck the transparent shadow in mid-air. The conscience of heaven and earth, he just wiped out the soul imprint in this dragon elephant pestle, and now the launch of this dragon elephant pestle is purely because the Buddha treasure instinctively wants to attack the breath emitted by the demon race, Gan Ping didn't expect that his temporary greed caused his own life. With this Qianchi's power, if he provokes him this time, I'm afraid that he will kill himself in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, Gan Ping's eyes were immediately dark, it didn't matter what the heavens and the earth were and what the people were living in, only his beloved and his loved ones were hovering in front of his eyes. I didn't expect that I would die here today. Gan Ping gave up resistance and watched the trajectory of the dragon elephant pestle in mid-air, but he didn't find half of his own abnormal nature.

The dragon elephant pestle finally touched the illusory shadow in the air, and it stands to reason that with the strength of this Qianchi, even if it is an artifact such as the Sun Melting Gold Furnace, if it is not in its heyday, it will not want to hurt it in the slightest. Although this dragon elephant pestle is of an extraordinary grade, it is only the grade of a high-grade immortal weapon, and judging from the momentum exuded by Qianchi, it is impossible for a magic weapon of this grade to even touch a cold hair of his hair.

However, to Gan Ping's surprise, the dragon elephant pestle, which was as fast as lightning, suddenly struck the illusory figure in mid-air. Immediately, a terrible howl came, and the voice was exactly the same as Fang Cai's Qianchi's voice. With the hit of the dragon elephant pestle, the sound of a crystal shattering came in Gan Ping's mind, and his eyes immediately became much clearer, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's actually an illusion? No, it's a temptation technique to confuse the human form!" Gan Ping couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, but he didn't expect that with the firmness of his heart, he almost fell into the way. But it's really ridiculous to think about it, with the ability of that Dao Ancestor, he personally suppressed these hundreds of thousands of years, if this old demon still has such strength, I'm afraid he was really not under that Dao Ancestor back then, how could he not see the light of day for hundreds of thousands of years?

Obviously, the demon just now, with the help of extremely strange illusions, according to the aura of his peak, created this illusion, which made Gan Ping also fall into it, and was almost fooled by it. Now that this Qianchi, who has been suppressed by Daozu and the Vermilion Bird Divine Claw for so many years, is already angry, it is just a little trick on his part, he wants to get through the trick and escape. However, with this demonic ability, if he really escaped from here and entered the Tianfu Continent, I am afraid that it will really not take a few decades, and another demon will appear in the world.

Thinking that he was almost blinded by this demon, and even his sanity was taken away by him, Gan Ping couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. If it weren't for the dragon elephant pestle that accidentally knocked the extremely weak Chichi back to his prototype, he would have become a sinner who indulged that monstrous troll. Although that Qianchi had infinite scenery back then, he was suppressed by Dao Ancestor, and he was refined by the divine fire nurtured by this Vermilion Bird Divine Claw for many years, and now he only has a breath left, compared to those ordinary heavenly demons, it is not much stronger, and he was hit by the dragon elephant pestle of this natural attribute, and immediately let out a miserable scream, with wisps of black smoke, and fled towards the bottom again.

"Don't you still want to escape, hand over your real name, Demon Yuan!" Gan Ping was shocked and angry at first, but in an instant, a hint of joy appeared on his face. This Thousand Red Demon Ancestor, although his breath is weak at the moment, but this wisp of divine soul is indeed the purest demon soul, which is the great supplement of his Heavenly Demon Blood Divine Sword, if he can use the divine sword to refine this demon soul, I am afraid that this divine sword Mahayana is just around the corner!

The natal soul of a master of the rank of Da Luo Xingjun, even if it is extremely weak, is extremely precious, how many immortal Dao laws will it complete? Thinking of this, Gan Ping couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart. Originally, I thought that being hunted down here and getting the Vermilion Bird Claw and the Vermilion Bird True Form Diagram would be the biggest gain, but I didn't expect that there was still this extremely cherished divine soul waiting for me.

It was only Gan Ping who held this Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife in his hand that he regarded the soul of this demon ancestor as a treasure, and replaced it with others, although he didn't dare to say that he would stay away, but he didn't dare to approach this Qianchi's soul at will. Even if there is only a trace of strength left, it is full of scheming, and almost blinded Gan Ping, if there is nothing to know about it, I am afraid that it will be robbed of his mind in an instant, and finally turn into a puppet of this demon ancestor.

This Qianchi is also really unlucky, with his ability, if it is created at that moment, whether it is Lu Zhenxian or Huozheng Immortal, I am afraid that it will be taken away in an instant, but now there is only one Gan Ping left in the entire space, and there is no trace of the Feng Mo Ling, that Feng Mo Ling is holding the Demon Thorn, with this Qian Chi state, just a slight stab, I am afraid that it will suppress the soul and fly away, where does he dare to approach?

However, there are really a lot of things on Gan Ping's body that restrain him, not to mention the Vermilion Bird Divine Claw that has suppressed him for hundreds of thousands of years, even the Sun Melting Gold Furnace and the Heavenly Demon Blood Divine Knife, which are also his nemesis. Especially the latter, he has the power to refine the soul of his real name, which makes this Qianchi like a frightened bird, fleeing downward, although he knows that there is a dead end below, but he doesn't dare to go up again.

"That kid, you and I have no grievances, what if you let me go? When I go out, I will definitely give you a big reward, do you know, Ancestor and I have in the demon world, what kind of power do I have?" The figure loomed in the darkness, obviously a manifestation of weakness to the extreme, seeing that Gan Ping was chasing more and more urgently, this Qianchi had no choice but to show off his own lips and tongue, trying to lure him into profit, and let Gan Ping let him go.

"Ancestor, I am in the Demon Realm, I have a vast territory, countless treasures! Look at you, you are only in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, right? As long as you defect to the Ancestor and me, it won't take a hundred years for you to prove the Golden Immortal Fruit Position, and even that Xuan Immortal, it's not a problem!" That Qianchi's eyes flickered, and he continued to confuse Gan Ping with rhetoric, he hadn't returned to the Demon Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, and he didn't know what the situation was like over there, that boundless territory had probably been encroached upon by a few demons back then, right? But as long as you can pass this level, what if you promise to be big? When you take away this kid, you can leave him with a soul and let him be reincarnated.

It's a pity that the temptation of becoming an immortal and preaching is not worth one at all in Gan Ping's eyes, if this Qianchi knew how many years it took Gan Ping to go from an ordinary child to his current cultivation, I am afraid he would not tempt him with this. A sneer swept up at the corner of Gan Ping's mouth, just refine you, push this Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword to the Dacheng realm, comprehend the true form of the Vermilion Bird, and then complete the sealing realm, I'm afraid that in ten years, I will be able to take the step of the Golden Immortal!

If you don't beat me now, let me go to copper smelting? Don't you think I'm a fool? I don't bother to talk nonsense with this Qianchi, just now this Qianchi's illusion pointing directly at the depths of the soul has made Gan Ping deeply jealous, and he will fight quickly, so as not to have a long night and a long dream. A flame burst out, firmly sealing this space, mixed with the Vermilion Bird Divine Flame, the innate Tushi Silence True Flame is even more powerful, and there is a faint power of demon subjugation in it, and it will firmly besiege that Qianchi in an instant.

"You can't kill me, I'm the Demon Ancestor Qianchi, the Dao Ancestor couldn't help me back then, do you know what kind of status I am? Before this Qianchi could finish shouting, the blazing flames had already devoured him, and Gan Ping's Heavenly Demon Blood Divine Knife had already reached the top of his head, and from the top door of the divine soul, it suddenly thrust down, causing a terrible howl.

"Ah!! what kind of ancient monster thing is this?My power, my real name is Demon Yuan, who are you!!" The Qianchi's eyes widened like copper bells, but he couldn't break free from the Gan Ping Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife at all, he could only watch his real name Demon Yuan and spirit being devoured by the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife, as if a person was watching himself being devoured by a wild beast, this kind of near-death threat, even if it was an old demon who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he couldn't bear it.

The longer you live, the more you are afraid of death, the demon ancestor Qianchi back then, the demon god under the seat is like a cloud, and the demon will be like rain, and it is the most important place to control the demon world. Therefore, under the Dao Ancestor's taboo, he did not dare to refine it, for fear of causing a riot of his demon son and grandson in the Demon Realm, and collapsing the already unstable space. However, time has passed, this Demon Ancestor has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, and the huge power of the year is now also divided, and it has long lost the grand occasion of the year.

When Gan Ping's side was refining the Demon Ancestor Qianchi, in the vast and dark Demon Realm, there were monstrous waves. The demon world is barren and desolate, which is why these demons are desperately trying to capture the Tianfu Continent, no matter when, towards a better future, regardless of whether they are human or demon, they all have such a desire.

The harsh environment of the demon world has long been a group of extremely powerful characters, after all, they can survive in such a harsh environment, and they are all characters with a few brushes. It is not an exaggeration to say that all the people in the demon world are soldiers. However, on this day, the demon world, which has never rained, suddenly ushered in a rain of blood, and raindrops the size of walnuts like thick plasma fell from the sky one after another, making many demonic beasts and brutes flee in horror.

And in the highest place of the Demon Realm, on a mountain peak like a sharp sword, a red-haired man looked at him like lightning, his eyes drifted through the blood rain in the sky, and looked in the direction of the crack leading to the Tianfu Continent, "The Demon Ancestor has fallen?