Chapter 212 Escape

Since he was lured by Feng Xingyuan with tricks and chased him for thousands of miles, Gan Ping had vaguely realized that something was wrong. Although he was restless because of a series of teasings by Hua Wuyi before he was lured into the transmission array, he would never be so confused. When he was in distress several times and practiced the way of hexagrams, Gan Ping faintly felt that this series of encounters could not be said to be the legendary disaster of human robbery. The change is invisible and pervasive. It is the good play of this person who calculates the truth. Even with the cultivation of Xuan Mingzi and the wisdom of Bu Yizhen, they all end up disappearing, which shows the benefits of this person's disaster.

Now it is even more soaring in Ganping's cultivation, obtaining a number of treasures, and this disaster has been brought down when the spirit is high. Seeing that hope is in front of him, as long as he comes out of the witch's tomb, the world will be big and let it soar, but such a change happens in the middle. How can Gan Ping not be surprised and angry? Obviously, this person's robbery is not going to let go of himself, but blindly escaping is approaching step by step. First, it is the Fengxingyuan of the peak cultivation of Jindan, then it is Bu Yizhen in the realm of Yuanshen, and now it is the ancient demon fairy Hongyu Fusang. If you continue to escape, you may also lead to what kind of disaster.

At the juncture of life and death, Gan Ping calmed down, and in an instant, he had figured out the cause and effect. The more you escape, the more it will be, and it will eventually drown you. Only by fighting to the death and living can you get a glimmer of life. Now all your retreats and vitality are blocked by the demon fairy in front of you. If you want to escape, you have to fight to the death.

A trace of madness and fierceness flashed in his eyes. Gan Ping seemed to return to the moment when Tianling faced the hungry wolf a few years ago. Even if he died, he would drag you into the water. Although the red jade Fusang demon fairy has been sealed for thousands of years, it is still extremely strong. The furious action stirs the sky and the world to change color. The sun and the moon have no light, and the bright red branches covering the sky pounced down from the sky, like a big hand grabbing it fiercely. This ancient relic of red jade mulberry, the body is unusually hard. The branch was once taken by the great powers in ancient times. It was only used as a flying sword, which shows its toughness. This attack comes, not to mention the huge horrible power, even the body comparable to the flying sword, can shoot Gan Ping out tens of thousands of holes.

At present, Ganping's biggest killer, the magic blood knife, has been damaged by this demon fairy and can't be released to meet the enemy. It's like losing an arm. Gan Ping opened his mouth, and the golden fire dragon with a thin arm appeared in front of him. It was the dragon pattern Binghuo Yuan Gang that he practiced. He gritted his teeth and took out the dragon and snake bowl. Regardless of the whining of the clutch Zhenyan, he integrated it into the Binghuo Yuan Gang. It was time to work hard, and Gan Ping's heart was clear.

The Binghuoyuan has absorbed and refined the Lihe Zhenyan, and his body has increased by a generation. Previously, in the Doushu Palace, he absorbed part of the firepower of the Silent Zhenyan. Now, coupled with the power of the Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan, the prestige has greatly increased. Gan Ping picked up his fingertips, and the innate Doushu silence Zhenyan flew to the dragon head of Binghuo Yuan Gang, like a dragon ball, swallowing in the dragon mouth transformed by Bing Huo Yuan Gang.

With a slap, the purple light Qingning divine oil in the big Xumi Lingguang cup flew out like running water, with a full of 1,200 drops. It abruptly faced the huge hand shrouded in the sky. The Binghuo Yuanang's body was even more scattered, turning into a blazing flame, with the innate pocket to extinguish the true flame, and flew up.

Gan Ping pinched the magic formula, supported all the protection of his whole body, and looked at the blow. Although this world-class demon fairy is not at the peak of cultivation, it should not be underestimated. The existence of this level is enough to cross the world. Even if the two masters of Ganping, together with the Angry Real Man and the first godless Son of the Law Hall, it is difficult to move at all. It's just that at present, the demon fairy is still in a state of seal. The body can't move, let alone transform. It can only make this blow in a hurry. That's why it gives Gan Ping a chance.

Although there are many treasures on Gan Ping's body, if it comes to speak of this kind of high-level battle, the only two magic weapons that can take out their hands are the magic blood knife and Daxumi Lingguangzhan that day, and the rest are simply vulnerable in front of this demon fairy. Just now, Gan Ping fought desperately, with the help of the power of this big beard and spiritual light cup and the divine oil in it, coupled with the power of many powerful dragon-patterned Binghuo Yuangang and silence, he gave this demon fairy a desperate blow. After all, I have reached the edge of this witch's tomb. If the demon fairy hadn't blocked the space, I would have escaped long ago.

It is life or death. It can be seen in this move. Gan Ping looked at the sky with bright eyes. Since this innate silence can suppress this demon for so many years, it is obvious that he has a strong restraint. Even if the power is sharply reduced and the vitality is greatly damaged, I also integrate Binghuo Yuanang into it, and more than a thousand drops of Ziguang Qingning God Oil have boosted its power. This scorching flame breath is an unknown deterrent for this wooden demon.

Sure enough, when the terrible flames all over the sky ignited, the hitman pressed in the air also paused slightly. Obviously, he also found the breath of silence mixed in it. It seemed that the wooden demon was also quite afraid of this thing that had suppressed him for thousands of years. But it was just a slight pause, and then hit it crazily again, several times more violent than before. Obviously, the real fire had been moved.

Boom! Gan Ping only felt a loud noise, and his ears lost their sense of the outside world. The rings of fire scattered all over the sky, mixed with the leaves and branches of red jade and mulberry flying down, scattered all over the ground. A huge momentum rolled up and desperately pushed Gan Ping's body back. Gan Ping only felt a strong force coming, and the defensive magic weapons all over his body burst one after another. The green lotus on his head shattered and turned into thousands of streamers back to Ganping's body. The blue shield in front of him rolled back and hit Ganping heavily. Above the chest.

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Gan Ping grabbed the spirit turtle shield that had been damaged again with his left hand. As soon as he held it in his right hand, the blood-washing knife appeared in his hand. Although the knife spirit had been seriously injured and dormant, the body of the magic knife was still unharmed. Gan Ping stimulated the residual blood of the witch god in his whole body and poured into the knife body. A knife cut out, and suddenly a dark crack appeared beside Gan Ping. In an instant, a streamer flew from the sky and disappeared into Gan Ping's body.

Gan Ping patted the mountain sword behind him, and his whole body turned into a sword light and flew out of the crack in the space that had just been torn. In front of him was the exit of the witch's tomb. Gan Ping roared, and the human sword did not care about his serious injury. He desperately urged Zhenyuan. In an instant, he rushed out of the entrance of the witch's tomb. The space behind him shook for a while. Obviously, it was the demon fairy who took action again, but this time he only bombarded the wall of the witch's tomb, and he couldn't help it.

Dare not neglect, Gan Ping drove the sword light and flew away for several miles in an instant. The whole person turned into a golden light and disappeared in the air. Leaving the unstable space of the witch's tomb, the golden light method can be used at will. In an instant, Gan Ping appeared more than 400 miles away, and the sword light was dim and shaky.

This demon fairy is really strong. After being sealed for so many years, it is still so strong. If it hadn't been for the fact that the demon fairy hadn't completely untied the seal, he could have taken his nickname just because of the aftershock of the collision with the silence. Gan Ping smiled bitterly, afraid of affecting the injury, and fell to the ground with the sword light.

Unexpectedly, it was this result. Gan Ping checked the injury and magic weapon all over his body, and couldn't help but cry. The blood god knife spirit, which was the biggest rely on, had reached the edge of collapse and fell into a dormant state, which could not be applied at all. The congenital Dou rate of silence Zhenyan, who was originally greatly damaged, was dying through this disaster, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time. If it hadn't been for the continuous input of C Huoyuan, the world's fierce fire would have been annihilated in the witch's tomb.

Speaking of which, this Binghuo Yuanang is not much better, just a little stronger than the silence. The phantomed dragon shape has been broken and does not return to its original state. Just now, it was only impacted by the aftermath. Gan Ping's own magic power of protecting himself was broken, and even his body was seriously damaged, and most of the meridians and bones on his body were also broken. The repaired Xuanwu spirit turtle shield cracked again and could not be used again.

Gan Ping looked at the injuries all over his body and the broken magic weapons. He couldn't help smiling bitterly. Obviously, he couldn't rush back to Miao Chengzong for a while. It is the limit of Ganping who can persist until now. At his current level, he can't even move again. Looking around, Gan Ping found that he was staying in a small hill and a depression, and his aura was still sufficient. He took a look at the way. He expected that the demon fairy could not rush out of the witch tomb for a while. Gan Ping also calmed down and thought about the next plan.

He raised his hand and flew out dozens of flying swords. Under the excitement of the aura, he shuttled through the air and turned into light and shadow all over the sky. After laying this sword net to destroy the spirit formation, Gan Ping felt much more at ease. He ordered the fire to guard it, and he practiced at ease and recovered from his injury. After all, with my own situation at present, I can't fight with others at all. If I meet bad people, it will be bad.