Chapter 243 Contribution

At that time, that day, the demon was hit hard, and he felt the boundless sword spirit and the breath of heavenly disaster from the top of his head and fled in panic. This is the difference between these people's artificially catalyzed demons and those statics that became more excited and evolved into demon gods. The Tianmo Kong, which was artificially spawned, had a strong cultivation, but its combat power. Lower, empty hugs can't be used. Otherwise, if it is the cunning demon who came out of the word killing, it is still unknown how many people can survive in the hall at this time, let alone run away because of the timidity and splashed persecution.

With the roar of Shouyin Zhenren, several magic weapons that had dissipated in the air suddenly appeared and glowed. The tall demon was surrounded by more than ten magic weapons, feet, cymbals, flags, bamboo whips, a jade seal, and a small cloth flag divided into the front and back of the demon's body that day. With a small bronze clock looming on the top of the devil's head that day, it surrounded the demon to death, and several strange magic weapons flew up and down. The surrounding space is blocked.

What a Lingbao broken boundary array! Gan Ping couldn't help shouting hello secretly. The uncle of the silver master was really worthy of being a scattered immortal. Unexpectedly, there were so many spiritual treasures on his body. With the hard work of these magic weapons, he trapped the demon and it was difficult to escape. If there is another person, even if there are so many magic weapons, it is difficult to control. After all, this level of magic weapons is really too much, and only a huge scattered immortal like Shouyin Zhenren can afford to consume it.

There are many arrays that can besiege the devil, but the real handprints obviously choose the fastest method. After all, time does not wait for people, and every time they delay, there will be one more variable. Shouyin Zhenren was furious with ten fingers and controlled the several spiritual treasures. The demon inside was extremely furious, roaring through the sky and kept swinging the cage laid by the spiritual treasure. Although there is no strange magic attack of the Tianmo clan, with a strong body comparable to the Mahayana gold body, the Tianmo has bombarded the cage so that it is about to crack.

After all, Shouyin Zhenren is just a scattered immortal and does not have that strong body. Although his magic power is extremely powerful, it is like a face-to-face confrontation, which is really not his strength. Shouyin, who was sweating heavily, spitted fiercely and suddenly looked up to the sky and howled, "You little rabbit, if you don't take action, I will scold your damn master!!! 1”

As if responding to the words of Shouyin Zhenren, a long rainbow fell from the sky and fell on the top of the demon's head of that day. With the fall of the sword spirit, the roaring demon suddenly let out a cry of fear and was instantly cut in half by the sword spirit. And the sword light was not satisfied. It passed by and turned over one after another, turning that day into a mass of flesh and blood, and broke it on the spot. Shouyin Zhenren was even more overjoyed. He pointed to the small flag floating in the air and shouted, "Go!" The cloth flag was like a long whale absorbing water. The magic gas scattered in the hall was absorbed, and even the remnants of the demon on the ground were not let go.

Gan Ping was heartbroken when he saw it. The flag was not a magic weapon to absorb the devil to enhance his body like a blood god knife, but a strange magic weapon of the Kong family. Just now, it broke a crack in the space and involved the magic gas of the hall into another space. This kind of garbage-like behavior naturally made Gan Ping feel a great pain, but the real person who guarded silver took action very quickly, and the magic flame full of the hall disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With the death of the demon body that day, the terrible cloud in the air also disappeared, and the purple and black thunderlight in the mountains turned into wisps of blue gas and dispersed between heaven and earth. The highest level of the thunder method is the birth of everything after the thunderstorm. Although this thunderstorm is not complete, it is also the highest-level thunderstorm. Now that the target has dissipated, the thunderstorm has naturally turned into the purest vitality with the operation of Tiandao, scattered on the whole hidden peak.

It can be imagined that in the future, in the future, the disciples who practice and walk on this hidden Xuanfeng will be nourished by this extremely pure vitality, and the body will grow rapidly. After all, it is not easy to come by such heavenly creation and the vitality of all things. Unexpectedly, when the Lianshan Yijing treasure book was opened this time, the disaster caused was that Miao Chengzong was blessed by misfortune. Thinking of this, the angry real man couldn't help pinching a few long waps under his chin and looked at Ganping thoughtfully. This son was really a lucky person.

Seeing the dust screw, Shouyin Zhenren copied the Lianshan Yijing, which was still floating in the air, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. His ears trembled slightly, as if he had heard something. Obviously, someone spread a voice to him. He smiled helplessly with a wry smile, "I still wanted to see it first, but I didn't expect to startle those kids. I have no choice but to have a look like my elders. Well, I'll go first..." He nodded slightly to the angry real person, and the silver real person turned into a streamer and disappeared.

The angry real person hurriedly saluted the master and ancestor. As for the Lianshan Book of Changes, he didn't care. What else did he worry about when the Book of Changes fell into the Miaocheng Sect? When the elders in the sect finish their understanding, the experience will naturally pass down, but they don't have to worry about it. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the devastated hall without anger. He couldn't help sighing in his heart. Under a big war, most of the Lishan Hall was almost destroyed. Even the top of the hall had broken a hole. The gate ceremony will be held soon. It seems that it is necessary to build it quickly.

Only then did Gan Ping think that he just admitted that he had killed a disciple of Emperor Tianzong and caused such a disturbance. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised and hurried forward to kneel down. Seeing that there was no anger, the real man waved his robe and sleeve, "You don't have to kneel down. Stand and talk. Then Bu Yizhen, if you kill him, you will kill him. If you can get this Lianshan Yijing, you can also kill ten divinations!"

Gan Ping couldn't help but be a little stunned. He looked up. The angry real person above was full of murderousness, and the immen beside him were full of sorrow. Compared with this Lianshan Book of Changes, what does it matter to kill a disciple of Tianzong? It's a pity that there is only one Lianshan Yijing on Nabu Yizhen Mountain, but the other "Return to Collection" is still treasured in the Tianzong, which is really a pity.

Since this matter has been exposed, Gan Ping also did not continue to talk about it. Instead, he took out a bronze ancient bottle from the word ring and held it in the palm of his hand. "This is the witch blood accidentally obtained by the disciple in the witch tomb. There are as many as twelve drops. The disciple dares not be beautiful, and specially presented it to the sect." Gan Ping's words surprised the angry real person, the witch god's blood! He didn't know the value of this blood, but it was really surprising that he stabbed in and got as many as twelve drops.

As soon as the sleeve of the robe was shaken, the copper bottle in the palm of Gan Ping's hand flew up and fell on the palm of the angry real person. There were bursts of heroic laughter, but the head of the angry real person laughed happily. Hahahaha, with such blood, our physical cultivation can be raised to a higher level. I am Daxing, Daxing..." This sudden pie can make Wuwuzhen unhappy. The elders who are worried about the back mountain will collapse with all the flesh and blood, and this Ganping is sent to this strange thing of Guben Peiyuan, the number of Don't mention those who are too old. Even their brothers and sisters can use the power of this scripture to break through the realm of Yuanshen in one fell swoop. Their strength is getting stronger and stronger. The more stable this Miaochengzong is, no matter how noisy those Xiaoxiao is, they can't make waves.

The boundless man next to him stared at the copper bottle, and his lips trembled slightly. The blood of the witch god was extremely rare. He focused on alchemy in his early years, but this cultivation was put down. Now that the blood has declined, the barrier of the Yuanshen realm has been stagnant for many years but it can't be broken through. It is not Zhenyuan. The mana is not enough, but this physical longevity is about to reach the limit, and it is difficult to support the consumption when you break through. Now with this witch god's blood, he can reshape his body and win the level again. The yuan god can be expected.

He nodded thoughtfully, and the angry real person glanced at Gan Ping, who was standing modestly below, and smiled, "Ping'er, you have contributed a lot to the sect by offering these two things this time, but the sect has inherited your feelings. Tell me, what do you want?" The angerless real person has been in charge of Miao Chengzong for many years. How can't Gan Ping's careful thoughts be seen? This son must have gained a lot when he went to the witch tomb this time. Now he has taken out some to contribute to the sect, which has also saved a lot of words. Since you have merit, you should be rewarded. This is the rule of the sect, and it is not too much to agree to him a request.