"Demon slaying supernatural powers?" Gan Ping snorted coldly, "That demon clan is not only the ancient lost Buddhist cultivation sect can be restrained, my immortal vein also has demon refining supernatural powers, compared to the Buddhist sect lineage, it is not inferior, it is just that it is a false rumor, that the Buddhist sect supernatural power is so supernatural, since you want it, then take it!" With a wave of his hand, dozens of pieces of knowledge flew out of Gan Ping's palm, and immediately flew to the center of the main hall. The color of the knowledge slip is brilliant and golden, and it emits a mighty light, which is obviously the sign of the lineage of Buddhism.

Speaking of which, this Buddhist magic power and magic weapon have their own unique logo, that is, the brilliant and magnificent golden light. The few Yunzhi Janes that Gan Ping took out at this time were shining with golden light, which was the most authentic Buddhist magical power. Although on the Tianfu Continent, the supernatural powers of the Ancient Buddhism Sect have long since disappeared, but don't forget that the people in that sealed realm are the inheritance of the ancient Qi refiners. In ancient times, Buddhism was also prosperous for a while, and many qi refiners had dealt with it, and it was not a new thing for fellow practitioners to compete with each other and exchange each other's supernatural powers.

Since he dared to risk the world's disapproval to kill the nine-fingered head, Gan Ping naturally had a way to deal with it. "That nine-fingered head is just a branch of the side branch of the Buddhist Gate, and there are only a few kinds of demon-slaying magical powers under control, so arrogant, it's really hateful. I have thirty-six ancient Buddhist demon refining powers here, if you need them, you can take them!" Gan Ping waved his sleeves and brushed the knowledge in the air in front of everyone. "But in my opinion..." Gan Ping smiled slightly, indescribably confident and chic, "Although this Buddhist magic power is good, it is a pity that it may not be suitable for you, rather than trying your best to ponder these difficult to cultivate magical powers, it is better to refine your own Taoism, and pin your hopes on other things, it is really a bit of a fate to ask for fish!"

Gan Ping's words made everyone can't help but show an unnatural look on their faces, how can they not know this truth? However, when the matter comes, it is good to have one more life-saving straw, if they can really rely on the magic power left by the Buddhism to get through the catastrophe, then the ancient Buddhism will not finally escape from the world and leave the Tianfu Continent. The matter has come to this, the mysterious person above has nothing to say, and the one who died is not his own family, and he can't argue with Gan Ping for this, although Gan Ping has done something in this hall, and the reputation of the Guiyuan Sect has been slightly damaged, but Gan Ping's current strength is indeed obvious to all, and sometimes I have to say that strong strength has privileges wherever it is, if Gan Ping is just the strength of the ordinary Golden Immortal level today, I am afraid it will really be troublesome.

As for the bigwigs of those evil sects, they are all stuffy and silent. The previous conversation with the Nine-Fingered Toutuo was just a fun, disgusting the righteous immortal cultivators of the Zihua Immortal Mansion, who really had any cause and effect with the Nine-Fingered Toutuo? Even if there was really something to do with it, he was silent at the moment, and the situation of Gan Fang killing the Nine-Fingered Toutuo was still echoing in his mind, such an earth-shattering blow, no one would come out for a dead ghost.

I have to say that these old fritters who have been mixed in Qinghuo Yanzhou for many years, all of them are like ghosts, at this moment, maybe they have secretly planned how to get out and return to the sect to swallow the big fat of the evil cloud gate, right?

This is also a true portrayal of the extremely cruel immortal cultivation world, one person can prosper the sect, and one person can also die in the sect, so there is a consensus in the immortal cultivation world that it is easy not to accept disciples. If you talk about the fact that before, Gan Ping killed many strong people, but they were not known, today in front of the real people who are in charge of the world, Gan Ping has become famous in one battle! Such a character standing up a ladder to the sky in front of the mountain gate is not a vain statement.

Since the beginning of the battle, Mo Yifeng and Wuyunzi have moved the world, and everyone knows it! It is the disciples they have trained together that they have relied on! Although everyone's attention has been on the knowledge of the Jane, but none of them have not looked at Gan Ping with envious eyes.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, and everyone in the hall was also embarrassed, Gan Ping said goodbye, and then took Ma Ling'er and the ascetic master and apprentice to disappear into the main hall. If Gan Ping's previous arrival, everyone was caught off guard and did not notice it, but now it is open and disappearing in front of everyone, but still no one can see the doorway, silently, if it weren't for the fact that there is still a bloody dead ghost lying in the corner, everyone really thinks that there is a hallucination.

"It's terrible!" A real person with a cloaked hair took a breath and couldn't help but be amazed, "What kind of magical power is this kid exerting, he didn't even notice the prohibition of this Guiyuan general, if this kid wants to kill anyone, with his strength, wouldn't it be easy?" Looking from the gate of the palace, the seven-colored light shining in the sky of the Guiyuan Sect, all the prohibitions had been opened, but even so, he could not catch a trace of Gan Ping's movements, which made the incarnation outside the body who appeared on the steps have a blue face, and a thoughtful look flashes in his eyes.

At this moment, Gan Ping was already thousands of miles away, forcibly opening up a spatial crack with the power of the world, and in an instant, he was thousands of miles away, even if he imprisoned the magic array, it was difficult to help him, this was the great divine power that Taiyi True Immortal relied on. At present, in addition to the cultivation realm and still staying at the peak of the heavenly immortals, the use of the power of the world is not inferior to that of ordinary Taiyi true immortals.

But obviously, Gan Ping's cultivation stopped there, with his physical body and cultivation, in that sealed realm, it was the current realm more than a hundred years ago, and it has not increased until now. Therefore, Gan Ping also wanted to use this battle to climb the ladder, with the help of the battle of life and death, to see if he could help himself step into the realm of the golden immortal. Everyone has their own unique cultivation path, although they have absorbed the comprehension of the Golden Immortal Law of many masters, but Gan Ping is still difficult to enter the Golden Immortal Realm.

Yulong Mountain has been seen from afar, just as the same Miao Chengzong disappeared overnight, and this time it came with a day of wind and thunder, and it was also in an instant. Coming out of the witch tomb, what made Gan Ping and the people cry and laugh was that the abyss left by the migration of Yulong Mountain was actually entrenched by several fourteenth-order dragons, claiming to be the king and dominating.

At present, the demon catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, but no one pays attention to this demon beast that appeared in the Zihua Immortal Mansion, this is obviously the dragon of the family, and it actually summons the clouds and rain in the sky, turning the boundary of Yulong Mountain into an abyss. But now that the main lord has returned, these demon beasts don't want to let go of the place. Gan Ping steamed the abyss clean with a spark, and the rest of the things were taken out by Huo'er, and these dragons were beaten into obedience with a mess, and all of them made a contract with the new disciples of the Miaocheng Sect and became the mountain guardian spirit beast of the sect.

Now that Yulong Mountain has reappeared between heaven and earth, it is even more majestic, the mountains are undulating and magnificent, and several spiritual veins have formed a looming tide of spiritual power under the constraints of countless dense magic circles, roaring and rushing in the mountains, but there is no trace of escape. There were not a few sects that stole the spiritual veins from that Great Xia, but what sect could collect so much like Miao Cheng Sect? And what sect could have so many masters above the realm of Heavenly Immortals like Miao Cheng Sect to set up formations to restrain the spiritual veins?

The ascetic man had a big mouth and looked blankly at the rejuvenated Miaocheng Sect, and a group of disciples patrolling the mountain flew by in the distance. Unexpectedly, all of them are cultivators of the Jindan realm, but it is just a few breaths, and no less than five teams and more than 300 Jindan masters have flown in front of them. This made the ascetic masters and apprentices smack their tongues, but in just one year, how could this Miao Cheng Sect enter the realm so quickly? Where did so many disciples with excellent qualifications come from? Could it be that the cave is so naïve and magical?

How did they know that Gan Ping had a realm of people as a reserve force, and in that realm, there were still hundreds of millions of people who had just stepped into the path of cultivating immortals. Glancing at the bitter Taoist who was standing on the side stupidly, Gan Ping smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist, please, since that matter has been settled, why don't you spend a few days in my cave mansion, and by the way, how about observing the Ladder Climbing Ceremony?"

Although they were forced to hand them over under pressure, the sect had broken the hearts of their master and apprentice, and now that they had to get out of the big trouble, they naturally had no intention of going back. Yun Lingtian knew his beloved apprentice's thoughts, and he didn't stop it, but just stood still on the spot, and arched his hand to Gan Ping: "Thank you for your help this time, originally Xiaoyou saved my master and apprentice, this fairy sword should not be accepted, but that relic is the thing of the sect, and this barter agreement is also verified by everyone, Yun Lingtian is not easy to hide." I will now turn back to the sect and return these fairy swords to the sect to end this cause and effect. After speaking, he bowed deeply to Gan Ping, turned his head to look at the bitter man, sighed with complicated eyes, and broke through the air.

Gan Ping looked at this scene, but he didn't say anything, took the hand of the bitter Taoist on the side, and flew towards Yulong Mountain. At present, although there are many disciples in Miaocheng Sect, what is lacking is such a top master who can take charge of himself, although these new disciples have cultivation, but the experience of fighting is really insufficient, if you want to form a combat force, you still need someone to lead it. At this moment, Gan Ping can't wait to immediately recruit experienced old birds like the top 100 bitter Taoists!