The sharp bamboo tip was like a thousand sharp swords rushing straight to Gan Ping, and the thunder in the sky also bombarded down, and there were already many female disciples in the audience covering their cheeks, not wanting to see the miserable appearance of this handsome young man. Bi Xin was even more shocked and lost her face, worried a lot for Gan Ping, and even Bi Rouqing, who had always looked cold, showed a slightly nervous look. Only Huo'er, still happily jumping there, stretched out his little paws to take advantage of the boundlessness, and pulled out a snow-white beard in the palm of his hand, so painful that the boundless man scolded loudly, and the slap was raised high, but he stared at this little clever ghost with big eyes, sighed, shook his head, and he was still reluctant to do anything to this little thing after all.

Huo'er giggled and flew with a bucket of snow-white beard, and when he saw that his master was in danger on the stage, he did not panic, and ran the snow-white long beard into the air, and with a blow of his mouth, a pure flame rushed out, turning the beard that slowly fell in mid-air into ashes.

As if with the action of Huo'er, Gan Ping, which was blocked by heavy green vines in the ring, a brilliant firelight rushed into the sky, and the sharp sound of breaking the sky roared desolately, only to see a brilliant golden crow rising from the corner of the ring, leading the neck to roar. Under the scorching of this flame, the long cyan vine that was so tenacious that even the four-rank Xuan soldiers could not cut it turned into flying ashes all over the sky, and even the countless sharp xenomorph green bamboos all collapsed under the pecking of the golden crow.

Gan Pinglang laughed and stood up, and a colorful and gorgeous treasure fan had appeared in his palm. It was Gan Ping's previous use of the Golden Crow Heavenly Feather as the mainstay, supplemented by all kinds of spirit bird feathers, and the body of the Red Jade Fusang Demon Immortal as the fan handle, sealing several powerful flames in the five fires and seven bird fans.

The original power of this imitation Five Flames and Seven Birds Fan was only unsatisfactory, but it was sealed by Gan Ping with a wisp of innate fire that extinguished the true flame in it, which made the power of this fire fan immediately increase by several levels. That innate Doushi extinguishing true flame is a terrifying flame that can smelt heaven and earth, and now it is sealed in this treasure fan, and this treasure fan is tempered day by day, and Gan Ping feels more and more handy.

I saw Gan Ping standing tall, chuckling and waving the feather fan in his hand at the blue thunder in the sky, and immediately a strong and rich wood spiritual energy emerged, which instantly catalyzed into a boundless flame, tightly wrapping the thunder light of the green and green forests in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, countless muffled sounds burst out, and the flames passed through, and the terrifying spring ivy thunder quietly disappeared.

Although it was transformed into thunder light, but the essence was still the transformation of the wood genus true element, how could it withstand the burning of the golden crow heavenly fire and the burning origin of the silent true flame? Seeing that the divine thunder he sent out was easily broken by Gan Ping, a trace of solemnity appeared in Wan Fang's eyes.

The top of the head is like a deer's antlers, which are divided into several five-colored feathers, which look particularly beautiful and colorful in the sun, and two seven-colored feathers like a woman's sideburns hang down, gently blowing in the wind, floating around the fiery red golden crow, like two colored ribbons. Behind him, the tail feathers were raised high, and it seemed that the golden black horse was abnormal, and the fiery red feathers all over the body were like a ball of flames beating, flowing endlessly, making people dare not force their eyes. Under him, the three craggy claws made of iron and stone were like a volley of iron and stone, showing a trace of hideousness to this beautiful and abnormal golden crow.

What a divine steed's Golden Crow Yuan Spirit!Mo Yifeng couldn't help but admire in his heart, he didn't expect this Gan Ping to be able to release such an ancient Golden Crow Yuan Spirit, which was obviously the instrument spirit in that strange feather fan. This golden crow spirit is the three-legged golden crow remnant contained in the golden crow heavenly feather in the Ganping Five Flames and Seven Birds Fan, which is spawned by several kinds of flames. This three-legged golden crow is an ancient divine bird, and it is inextricably linked with the phoenix that was reborn in the fire and nirvana.

Although it is only a trace of remnants, there is also the possibility of being reborn from the fire, but it requires countless strange fires to cultivate, coupled with various treasures of heaven and earth, it is possible to truly reunite the body, and the golden crow in front of him is just an illusory body temporarily condensed by the power of the five fires and seven bird fans.

However, it is only an illusory form, but the fierce flames of this ancient divine bird should not be underestimated, with blazing flames floating on its wings, a sharp mouth croaking strangely, and two small eyes staring at Wan Fang. Although he has not yet given birth to his own spiritual intelligence, with his instinct, this golden crow has already coveted the woman in front of him.

Looking nervously at the two Gan Ping Wanfang facing each other above the ring, the eyes of the disciples in the audience were full of admiration, this battle was ever-changing in an instant, although Wanfang's true mana and strength realm were much higher than Gan Ping, but Gan Ping was better than the whole body There are many different treasure means, and it is not yet known who will die.

Seeing the battle in front of him, the angerless real person couldn't help but pick up the tea bowl, took a sip, and muttered in admiration: "The afterlife is terrifying..." Before his praise landed, a black and greasy palm reached out behind him, and snatched the tea bowl in the hand of the innocent real person, like a cow chewing a peony, and poured two large mouthfuls of the Yusi Lingwu Fairy Tea that is difficult to find in this world.

This old man doesn't know whose spirit beast he just went to scourge again, the smell of fireworks and barbecue on his body makes the fresh and desireless angry real person slightly wrong in his eyes, the grease at the corner of his mouth has not been wiped off, isn't his uncle and ancestor a scattered immortal? The whole body is condensed by mana, how can he still be so greedy for such a appetite, it is really incomprehensible.

Viciously poured a few sips of fairy tea, the Shouyin real person wiped his mouth with the oily and shiny cuffs, and stuffed the tea bowl into the hand of the angry real person who was a little stunned, "What is the afterlife? I don't remember you back then, tsk, even the mountain guard ring was cut in half by your sword, and I am embarrassed to say that others..." Ignoring the angry real person with an embarrassed face, Shi Shiran strode away, not knowing where to run.

Shaking his head, Wufu Zhenren smiled secretly, and carefully placed the tea bowl on the table, who didn't have a time when he was young and frivolous?

Looking at the two people on the stage, the angerless real person was far away, as if he had returned to the carefree years. However, the two people on the stage did not listen, although they saw the golden crow appearing, but Wan Fang did not put this ancient fierce bird in his eyes, after all, the three-legged golden crow in front of him was just a wisp of remnant soul fused with the power of flame condensed and formed, compared to the real three-legged golden crow, it can be said that there is a difference between heaven and earth.

The bamboo whip in his hand shook, Wan Fang scolded, like a shepherd holding a whip, and a strange whip sound shook the sky. The long vines on the ring were originally full of climbing eyes, like a green garden, but by Gan Fangcai's blow, half of them were turned into ashes, and now only half of the verdant was shivering under the blazing firelight. However, Wan Fang's long whip sounded, and the spirit bamboo vines scattered on the ground suddenly melted into a ball and rolled quickly on the ground.

Wan Fang even burst out with several blue lights, and in an instant, the hard stone platform cracked again, and countless branches and spiritual trees broke out of the stone one after another, blending into the tumbling turquoise ball. An angry roar suddenly sounded, causing the surrounding onlookers to retreat one after another, and the turquoise ball suddenly exploded, turning into a green giant more than ten feet tall.

Wan Fang's eyes flickered, could it be that you are the only one who can control the power of the flame to transform into a beast? You must know that this is ever-changing, and the transformation of form through objects is the best way for Mu Zhenyuan. The disciples in the audience were even more fascinated, but they didn't expect that it was just a passing mountain guard, which actually triggered such a dragon fight. Now the tip of the double direction is against Maimang, which must be wonderful!