Chapter 170 Heavy damage

Feng Xingyuan was very proud. It seemed that the boy could not escape the palm of his hand. Seeing that he couldn't even make a move like that, when he refined him and got the real dragon blood, he would definitely enter the realm of Yuanying. The faint knife light in his passionate hand reached out to cover it, and Zhenyuan urged him to smash it. In Feng Xingyuan's eyes, this knife light is just a thing like a sword condensed by Gan Ping himself. Although its shape is quite strange, it has not even reached the realm of becoming an entity, and it is not vulnerable at all.

He turned his eyes to Gan Ping. He had imagined how hard he would be hit by the knife light that connected with Gan Ping's mind. He sighed slightly in his heart. Poor Tianzong's genius, but he was the enemy of me. A pleasure of destroying beautiful things with his own hands came from the bottom of his heart, and Feng Xingyuan simply laughed happily. However, the tingling pain in the palm of his hand woke him up when he fell into a beautiful dream, and the strange smile at the corners of Gan Ping's mouth was also reflected in Feng Xingyuan's eyes.

Do you really think that knife is just for your face? That's just a blindfold. The real purpose is for you to shake it tightly. Feng Xingyuan has now fully woken up, and the tingling feeling of his left palm has brought him a sense of crisis. Like being stared at by a fierce beast, the dangerous feeling made Feng Xingyuan sweat coldly on his back.

This magic blood sword is not a thing in this world. If Feng Xingyuan wants to break the sky, it is difficult to recognize that this is a famous weapon in Kyushu space. In the war between the two ancient religions in Kyushu space, Yu Hua, who intercepted the religion, with his identity as a gas refiner, used this magic blood god knife to cut off the ancient great saint. Most of those great saints are famous figures, and they can also easily kill Daluo Jinxian in this world. Although Gan Ping's blood-chemical sword is only a wisp of knife, which is not as powerful as one millionth of the legend, Feng Xingyuan is far less than the ancient sage.

Although it was difficult to kill Feng Xingyuan, as soon as the Tianmohua Blood Sword touched Feng Xingyuan's palm, it quickly accelerated and rushed to the flesh and blood of the Jindan monk. In Gan Ping's mind, he felt the joyful long sound of the blood god knife, which fiercely tore the protective spirit of Feng Xingyuan's hand like a hungry wolf and fell on the palm of his hand. Speaking of which, this magic blood knife is really strange. It has an extraordinary restraint effect on the intangible material foreign gods and demons. Even the heart demon of the monk has a miraculous effect. It can be said that with this magic knife sitting in Ganping's body, it is difficult for any heart demon to confuse Ganping.

It's a pity that the entry is quite slow. How can such powerful and fierce objects be cultivated overnight? At present, this rate is only a trace of instinct, and even the mind has not evolved. With the desire for blood and blood, as soon as the blood knife fell into Feng Xingyuan's hand, it swallowed up the blood and blood of the golden elixir peak monk. Even the continuous flow of true mana did not refuse and swallowed it all into the abdomen.

For the monks in the realm of Jindan, the physical power is as many as 8,000 stones, and the Fengxingyuan at the peak of Jindan is even more powerful and extraordinary, and this flesh and blood is also extremely nourishing. If the Heavenly Magic Blood Sword wants to evolve into a complete state, it must devour a large amount of blood and soul, and then condense the body with all kinds of heavenly wealth and earth treasures. At that time, it is really the magic knife and the gods retreat.

On that day, in front of the mixed yuan hole of the Minguifeng, the magic blood god knife killed and devoured a six-desirous demon. The six-desirous demon was already comparable to the realm of Yuanjing. It was only because he was scattered by the soundless that he was taken advantage of the opportunity of the blood god knife. If not, even if he is born to restrain the heavenly demon, there is nothing he can do with the extremely weak blood god knife. Just like the lion fish antelope, although the blood god knife restrains the demon, you don't kill an adult antelope from a lion who is born for two or three months, right? I can't even find a place for my mouth. However, Wuyin defeated the heavenly demon and scattered his body. It was giving the blood god knife a chance to kill an antelope, but the dead antelope mutton could be swallowed. Therefore, taking advantage of his illness and killing him, Tianmo's blood god knife hit.

There were so many benefits at that time, which made Gan Ping also get a lot of light. This magic blood knife is not the owner of eating alone. Every time you kill the enemy, you have to give half of it to the master. The stronger the person who is killed, the more benefits will naturally be. Unfortunately, for monks such as Feng Xingyuan, although the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword can seriously damage him, it can't be killed with one blow like the six desires. This is also the reason why Gan Ping did not let go after fleeing for three days and three nights.

But at present, Gan Ping played a good play and used all kinds of means to get close to Feng Xingyuan. At the moment when the knife came to the body, it was doomed to the misfortune of Feng Xingyuan. Although it can't be killed, the magic blood sword can devour Feng Xingyuan's blood Zhenyuan. Feng Xingyuan only feels that there seems to be a huge mouth in the palm of his hand, and he is desperately devouring his own blood. He bombarded the real power of the foreign body to shock the foreign body out of the body as if it had fallen into a bottomless hole and disappeared.

What scares him more is that this evil thing not only devours his own blood, but also disappears at the same time as the flesh and blood, but also his own soul and spiritual knowledge. How can this not make him shocked? With a roar, his right palm hit his left arm heavily, and Zhenyuan's mana gushed out overwhelmingly, trying to expel the foreign body that devours his flesh and blood. This is the blood and flesh of monks such as Feng Xingyuan. The magic blood knife is too weak to swallow in one breath. Otherwise, it will definitely be as light as killing that day. Under one blow, the whole body's blood and soul will be swallowed up and turned into flying ash all over the sky.

Realizing that his Zhenyuan couldn't do anything about this blood-chemical knife, Feng Xingyuan roared and caught a glimpse of Gan Ping with a strange smile not far away. How could he not know that he had been tricked by this son? In such an instant, Feng Xingyuan had noticed that one-fifth of his blood and soul were swallowed up by this evil thing. Under the rage, a sword light went straight to Gan Ping, "Zhuzi, An dares to hurt me!!!"

How can Feng Xingyuan not be angry? If you only lose the Zhenyuan mana and physical blood, you will be able to reach the peak of Jindan again after decades of recuperation, but even your soul is missing, and the pain of cutting the soul makes Feng Xingyuan almost lose his mind. Since then, my soul has been incomplete, and it is rare to be perfect. There is no hope for a baby in my life. Unless I can find a spirit or elixir to nourish my soul and nourish it for hundreds of years, I can see hope. But where do I still have so much time? In a few years, the real person in charge of the Tiemen Sect will be exhausted, and his brother will give up the hope of heaven and forcibly step on the high level of Yuanying. Years of long-cherished wishes have turned into nothing, and everything is thanks to the abominable boy in front of him.

Looking at Gan Ping's strange smile, Feng Xingyuan's new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart, and it was difficult to control Gan Ping's murderous intention. He didn't care about getting the real dragon blood on Gan Ping's body, so he wanted to kill Gan Ping with a sword. Only by killing this boy will the evil thing in his palm stop. Although he killed the boy and then refined the refined blood, he got very little, but it was much better than at present.

Seeing the sword light coming, Gan Ping did not dare to be careless. He was ready to welcome this scene as early as the blood knife. With a pat on the chest, Huo's small head flashed. After three days of cultivation, it had recovered as before. It looked up to the sky and roared, and a faint shadow appeared in the air. The tall shadow bent his legs and long arms, his eyes turned over his nose, his hair was furry gray-brown, and his two fangs covered the corners of his lips. It is the condensed heaven and earth law of the blood of the Hercules ape.

The illusory ape figure pounded his chest a few times, let out a silent roar, and threw himself into Ganping's body. Unexpectedly, he used the heaven and earth law of this Hercules ape to add to Gan Ping and enhance his strength. Applying his own mythical beast blood to evolve the law of heaven and earth to support others, the conditions are extremely harsh, but he didn't expect that he was appearing in front of Feng Xingyuan now. Even if the magic blood knife was still devoured that day, it also made Feng Xingyuan stunned. This boy's spiritual pet actually trusted him so much.

If there is no high tacit understanding and trust, the spiritual pet will not do such behavior at all, so many monks use spells to control the spiritual pet to do such things. But once such a spell is cast, the blood of the mythical beast in the body is difficult to stimulate. No wonder Feng Xingyuan was so surprised, but he didn't know that Gan Ping depended on Huoer for his life. He didn't know how many winds and rains he had broken through and became one. At present, in a crisis, he would naturally exert such magical power to protect his master.

As soon as the body entered the body that day, Gan Ping felt that his physical strength had more than doubled. Although his body was still full of pain, the previous sense of powerlessness had disappeared. Inspired by his original power and the power of this blessing, the physical strength of this body has reached more than 4,000 stones, and the power of Zhenyuan's mana is nearly 6,000. Although it is still difficult to fight with Feng Xingyuan, it is not difficult to save his life.

The sword light was already approaching. Gan Ping turned his hand over, and the tortoise shell-shaped magic weapon flashed in the palm of his hand. Under the urging of Zhenyuan, it instantly turned into a square circle, blocking the front of the Gan plane. Seeing the special light of the magic weapon, Feng Xingyuan's eyes were full of shock, "Three magic weapons?" It is the top three-grade defense treasure Xuanwu spirit turtle shield!