Chapter 242 War Devil

Bi Rouqing stood in the crowd with the snow-white sword light. There was a noisy voice in her ear. The noisy comments and the secretly swept eyes from time to time made her frown slightly. He sighed and leaned against Bi Xin, who looked ignorant and curiously, and blocked it behind him. I don't know what to think. At that time, he was so embarrassed with Ganping. Although the other party had the kindness to save his life and couldn't kill him, he was also taken advantage of the boss. He should immediately take the lead and leave. From then on, he was like a stranger. However, he followed him to this Miaochengzong. Although he had vowed to find a teacher who dared to fight for justice, Bi Rouqing and Gan Ping knew that there was no way to say such a scandal at all. If you tear your face apart, it may trigger two wars, and the blood will flow into a river. After all, the disciples of Su Nuzong are insulted by the disciples of Miaocheng Sect. What is the face of the words? Therefore, Bi Rouqing had to swallow this resentment and followed Gan Ping to Miao Chengzong, intending to take a breath.

What she didn't expect was that Gan Ping was so good. As soon as she entered the sect, she was taken to the hall of the sect and was questioned by the head of the head and a peak. Looking at this posture, even if she was cruel to shake out those things, maybe Gan Ping would not be punished, which made Bi Rouqing There is a little hatred. But since there is no reason to come and leave, Bi Rouqing had to wait outside the Lishan Hall with her sister Bixin, but she didn't expect such a big change to happen.

Staring at the hidden Xuanfeng, which was shrouded in thunder like a thunder prison in the distance, Bi Rouqing couldn't help taking a breath of cool air. As the most outstanding disciple of the vegetarian president, under the intentional cultivation of the sect, I have also seen many sect elders experience natural disasters, but I have never seen such a horrible and huge one. Although she was a hundred miles away, the power from the disaster cloud at the top of the peak still made Bi Rouqing tremble slightly, and the blue heart of the liquid realm behind her was even more unbearable. If it hadn't been for the wonderful pearls of the sea, she would have been unable to control her figure and fell down.

The light flashed in a pair of beautiful eyes, and I vaguely felt that this sudden thunderstorm should have something to do with Gan Ping. Otherwise, no one would experience the disaster on the main peak of their own sect. After all, the power of the heaven is really too huge. One is careless, and the whole peaks will turn into powder. At the time of the noisy suspicion of these disciples, a sword rising up in the sky above the hidden Xuanfeng, shining that the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged for it. Seeing this scene, the blue and tender face couldn't help but feel a slight chill.

How can't she see the power of this sword with her eyesight and cultivation? When she left earlier, she had already seen the elders in the Lishan Hall, and she was particularly frightened at that time. Although the Su Nv Sect occupies the far west and is a famous sect in the world, the most important thing is that the disciples of the sect are all over the world, and the power is huge, which is respected by people, but there is still a little family background. However, what Bi Rouqing didn't expect was that this Miaocheng Sect was in a corner. There were only a few famous sects in the whole Zihua Fairy Mansion, which were so powerful. Looking at the masters above the hall, all with strong mana, I'm afraid they all have more than Mahayana cultivation? The tall old man in the middle is likely to be the legendary Sanxian.

Gan Ping stood in the corner of the hall, and the mountain sword had been held in the palm of his hand. The fat fire squeaked and waved the small iron bar in his hand, with a face full of righteous indignation, and squeaked at the magic in the center of the hall that day. Just now, Gan Ping saw an extremely terrible scene through the top of the broken hall. I don't know when an old man with a strong figure appeared on the top of the hall. The old man was extremely tall. He looked higher than the laughing stone deacon at the inner door. Unfortunately, he couldn't see his face with his back to Gan Ping, but on his head The white hair is extremely sparse and looks extremely strange.

It was the tall old man who roared up to the sky, and countless swordsmanships surged from all directions at the top of the hall and gathered on the old man. Gan Ping looked carefully. Obviously, the old man had laid an extremely terrible array. With the help of the power of the array, he gathered boundless sword spirit and split it out with a sword. The power in time and air was hundreds of times stronger than the heavenly disaster encountered by Gan Ping before, which was blown away by this sword. At the same time, a loud shout came like thunder, "Kill Na Ti i quickly. This cloud is just scattered, and it will condense for a moment!"

At this time, the demon was dizzy when he was hit by Mo Congfeng and others. However, the previous attacks also inspired the fierce flame of the demon. He roared, ignored the Xuanbing who was still stirring in his body, and hit his chest with a heavy punch. The devil was really fierce and violent, and he was not sympathetic to himself at all. With a punch, the hall shook a few times. Thousands of small black flying needles were shaken by the force and flew backwards from his body, while the godless son in the distance spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was white and his body was about to fall.

Eliminated the hidden danger in the body. That day's demon was even more fierce. Under the wave of his arms, the body rose and raised the fierce magic flame, which was set on fire by the magic flame. The original scarred demon body stood as flat as before, and there was no trace. Mo Zhenfeng was hit by the devil's head and suffered a lot of damage. As soon as he raised his head, there was a huge fist the size of a grinding disc on the side, which surrounded by the soaring magic flame, went straight to his face. His body and sword combined into a sword light that was more than ten feet long dodged the fist, and a heavy blow fell on the devil's hand. Above the arm.

When there was a continuous sound, in just a moment, Mo Lianfeng's Gengjin sword spirit had already split out thousands of swords, and fell heavily on the demon's arm covered with scales, making a series of golden and iron strikes. The devil roared back his arm, jumped like thunder, and howled in pain. It turned out that Mo Lianfeng had already secretly refined his Nanming Lihuo all over the sword body. Such a bright and dusty strange fire was the nemesis of such demons. The demon was unaware of it and was almost destroyed by this strange fire with different attributes.

However, Mo Congfeng was also shaken by the huge power of the devil's head, his body turned endlessly, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood again. Although his Nanming Lihuo can restrain the devil's head, the devil is about to reach the realm of the golden body. How strong the body is. Compared with the monks with the golden body, it is not much. Even if Mo Jingfeng is strong, it is only a distracted state. Under the hard encounter, it is inevitable to be damaged.

However, Mo Congfeng's fight with the devil also blocked it. The rest of the people immediately took action again. In an instant, the whole hall overflowed with energy. With the roar and impact of the devil, it resounded throughout the hall. Gan Ping was dazzled, and his eyes were full of shock. Although he could not intervene in this level of seed beans, and even if a strong wind swept it, he could easily kill it, it did not prevent him from understanding the fight of several people.

Originally, Gan Ping refined some fragments of the yuan god of Xuanmingzi and the fire dragon, but there are always some things that are difficult to understand. After all, there are too many equal levels, and the way of using mana is also difficult to understand. Now in the face of the struggle of these unrivaled masters in front of him, under the two understanding, he suddenly realizes that the plug is suddenly opened. The divine sword is magnificent, shocking in all directions, moving stars and smashing, destroying all directions. Shake the light and smash the star sword again and kill the demon, otherwise the hidden Xuanfeng under the cloud will be destroyed!"

The roar in the sky sounded, and Gan Ping only heard the sound of peace outside. The sword spirit, which was several times stronger than when he broke the cloud before, rushed to the old man above his head. At that time, the old man, who was originally tall, has increased by a few points, and his slightly slender waist is also extremely straight, as if he had been standing in the air with a sharp sword all the time, full of sword gas, ready to go.

However, the demon in the hall seemed to be awakened. He roared and waved his two magic arms to fly several magic weapons that attacked him, roaring and ran to the corner of the hall. It seemed that he wanted to seize the way and escape. If he escapes, the disaster cloud will definitely follow, and this Miao Chengzong will be over. Gan Pingyan and several masters were seriously damaged. They were unable to intercept the world-class demon. The light flashed in his eyes and grasped the big Xumi Lingguangzhan in his hand. Even if he knew that he could not intercept the demon at all, he could do anything even if he could block it.

However, when Ganping ejected the Qingning divine oil, he had been doing nothing since the appearance of Tianmo. The silver-keeper, who was like a jumping god, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "Huu Zheng, if you don't take action, this Lishan Hall will be destroyed!" In a flash, there was a great light in the hall.