Chapter 127 The dove occupies the magpie's nest

Gan Ping's mind turned around and came to the mixed source hole. A huge spiritual power rushed to his face from it. It is really worthy of the gathering place of spiritual veins, but the strength of this spiritual power is several times stronger than the inner door of Xiandu Peak. If he can practice here, his cultivation will definitely advance rapidly.

Looking doubtfully at the thick fog at the mouth of the cave, Gan Ping was secretly surprised. When the voiceless aunt opened the mixed hole, she clearly remembered that there was no such a thick mist in the hole. Could it be what she was doing in it? Thinking of this, my heart also became hot, and I walked in three steps and two steps. If so, then the bell will definitely wake up.

The thick fog in this hole is quite strange. Even Gan Ping's spiritual eyes can't penetrate. He can only see the scene a few feet ahead, which makes him wonder. It is really worthy of the place where the spiritual veins gather. There is such a vision. There is still a silky fragrance in the fog, and Gan Ping seems to have smelled it somewhere. This fragrance, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. He couldn't imagine that the fragrance in the fog was the body fragrance emitted by his aunt when she refined the enchanting soul. Of course, Gan Ping seemed to have known each other.

After walking without looking at things for a long time, Gan Ping suddenly heard the sound of splashes and hurriedly walked a few steps towards the sound. In his mind, it must be his aunt Wuyin in the actual combat to save the bell. He stepped on something under his feet. Gan Ping hurriedly looked down. Because of the fog, he couldn't see clearly. He quickly stretched out his hand to explore for a while. The familiar feeling made Gan Ping surprised. It was the lost black lacquer ring.

Gan Ping quickly put his divine consciousness into it, frowned, and a jade coffin appeared out of thin air. The bell in a fiery red dress was sleeping in it. Gan Ping couldn't help but wonder. Is there something wrong with the voiceless aunt? Thinking of this, Gan Ping couldn't help but be anxious and looked around. The fog was white, but he couldn't see anything.

"Auntless voiceless, where are you?" Gan Ping finally couldn't suppress his eagerness and shouted loudly. As soon as Gan Ping's voice fell, he heard the laughter of eating not far away in front of him. The voice came to his ears. Gan Ping couldn't help feeling that his lower abdomen was hot, and his face immediately turned red. The sound was strange. Gan Ping quickly took his mind and looked over there, but it was blocked by the fog. He couldn't see anything clearly. It seemed that there was a figure shaking faintly in a trance.

The laughter of eating and eating is endless, and the soul is extremely enchanting, and the sound is calm and uneasy. He hurriedly ran Taiyi Xinjing to suppress the desire in his heart, and he couldn't help but be terrmented. He has heard the owner of this voice. Is there something wrong with the voiceless sister-in-law? With the endless laughter of eating and the sound of splashes, the laughter gradually became louder, and the giggling sound like a silver bell was endless. It filled the mixed hole, and the voice was full of morbidity and charm.

"Xiao Ping'er, uh... Come here..." Gan Ping immediately looked over when he heard the words, "Auntie, are you calling me?" With that, Gan Ping stepped in the direction of the sound, "No! Pinger, don't come over, go, go!" The voice was extremely sad. It was the aunt's voice. Unlike before, there was no longer that charming tone in this voice. Come on, Pinger, come on, come on..."

Gan Ping couldn't help but be shocked. What happened to his sister-in-law? How can you make two completely different sounds? Hearing the latter's voice, he was extremely flancholy. Obviously, something had happened. Thinking of this, Gan Ping bit his teeth and groped forward. Auntie, don't worry, Gan Ping is coming!" If it is left unattended, Gan Ping can't do such a thing.

"Don't Ping'er, don't come over..." With a scream, a huge splash of water rushed to Gan Ping through the thick fog. For a moment, Gan Ping stood up for a moment. The silver-white electric current flowed endlessly on his body. It was the pool water of the Wenlei Pool. Although this Wenlei Pool can refine the body. But it is not for anyone who can enter. If there is no physical cultivation above the realm of Jindan, the body will not be able to resist the quenching of the power of thunder, and it will be turned into flying ash like a soundless shirt.

The splash fell from the head, and a coquettish rebuke came from Gan Ping's ear, "Evil, don't think of bad my name, the rain sprouts, ten thousand reincarnation, spiritual bamboo split! Go--" With the sound of this sound, a hurricane rose in the pool, and bursts of sad screams came. It was the charming voice, "Ah! No, Lingzhu split, I'm not reconciled!" With a louder wave, the fog in the cave was immediately blown away through the thin fog, and a white figure appeared in front of the stiff Gan Ping. Miaoman's body was extremely attractive, and two bright reds flashed away. He was so scared that Gan Ping quickly closed his eyes, his hands were distracted, and struggled to resist the thunderous power of the pool of water.

Although Gan Ping's forging cultivation is also slightly small, it is not as good as the golden elixir realm. After the physical strength refined by the heavenly disaster, he felt that the power of thunder was invading into the body step by step, and the place contaminated with the water of Wenlei Pool also had a feeling of melting and collapse, which scared him to quickly run the Xuangong in his body. He resisted hard.

Although he didn't see his face clearly, Gan Ping already felt bad in his heart. The graceful figure just now must be his aunt's voiceless. How can Gan Ping, who is smart from the attitude of Master Mo Yufeng, not see the clue? I can't say when this voiceless aunt will become a master's wife. At that moment, she made such a big mistake, which made Gan Ping blush and hate it secretly. Why is she so stubborn? If she withdraws, she will not be in such an embarrassing situation.

It's just that there was no intention to distinguish in that situation at that time, but it was also inevitable under the eagerness. Just as Gan Ping was thinking nonsense, he suddenly felt a trace of pain. It turned out that the Wenlei pool water had melted his flesh and blood and was advancing into his body.

Gan Ping didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly carried out Binghuo Rongyuan's forging body. After taking a long breath, the atmosphere was ethereal, and as soon as the faint fog of the fragrance entered his nose, Gan Ping felt a heart swing, and quickly roared and slapped his chest with a heavy palm. Binghuo Yuangang, help me! The small fire dragon, which had grown a lot, flew out of Gan Ping's mouth and rushed straight to the thunder and shining water stains on Gan Ping's body.

At the same time, the graceful figure in front of the Gan plane is also constantly turning, and bursts of screams come out. It is Wuyin who is exerting the supreme magic method of splitting the spiritual bamboo to abruptly cut this soul from the body. How painful it is to cut off your soul. This soundless is also a cruel role. When you can't do anything, you have a determined mind.

With the rotation of the soundless body, the endless black flame outside the body slowly retreated. In an instant, the blue light in the mixed hole was great, and the inside of the hole was simply visible. The soundless mouth was spewed out, a blood arrow, and the light on it flashed, and a light and shadow faintly attached to it. , the time is bright and the time is out. If Gan Ping opens his eyes at this time, he will definitely be shocked. The disillusioned light and shadow on the blood arrow is another soundless. The eyebrows are also picturesque and beautiful, but the corners of the eyes contain endless charm, which is the soul cut by the soundless.

The blood arrow roared, bypassed Gan Ping and rushed straight to another place, and saw that it was Ma Linger's jade coffin in that direction. Wuyin, who gasped slightly in the air, was shocked when he saw the situation. He scolded angrily and turned out a huge palm to grab the soul. At the same time, he flicked his finger, and a drop of light flew out. It was the Yimu Shenlei. The divine thunder was as fast as popular as it was. It directly hit the phantom of Wuyin, and immediately made a huge sound. The soundless scream on the blood arrow bypassed the capture of the giant hand and quickly rushed into Ma Linger's body and disappeared.

Wusheng was shocked and rushed forward, but it was too late. bursts of laughter came from the jade coffin. Ma Linger, who should have been asleep, flew out of the jade coffin strangely. Dressed in red, she looked like Wuyin when she was young. A pair of wonderful eyes slowly opened and spit out a wonderful and touching voice from the little cherry mouth, "No sound, is my body beautiful?" The voice is sloppy and fascinating.