Chapter 360 Angry

For a long time, Gan Ping has been an image of a gentle and modest gentleman. Many people have forgotten the ferocious and fierce appearance of the young man who was in Xiaoyue City and the Tu Jinfang Ning family was full of families. People who have seen Gan Ping regard him as a gentle scholar, but they don't know that under the handsome and calm face of this young man, there is a volcano that is about to erupt. As long as you touch the reverse scales of Ganping, the volcano will erupt and burn everything in the world.

And the closest relatives around him are the reverse scales of Ganping. At present, his father is seriously injured and paralyzed, and his cousin's life and death are uncertain. It's all the Lv family. Lv Xiaoyao's hand is the cause. How can Gan Ping show mercy? So under the action, there is no reservation, even if there is a Yuanying monk in this tour of Tiancheng? At worst, we will break up and everyone will die together.

Seeing that this Mo Randao population was full of peaceful words, Gan Ping suddenly raised his eyebrows and scolded, "Fuck!" This sentence spread out, and everyone in the city heard it clearly. When the old man heard Gan Ping scolding himself like this, he couldn't help blushing and black in front of his eyes. He almost couldn't breathe and fainted.

It's a pity that he has lived for hundreds of years. No one dares to scold himself like this. That one is not polite and pleasant to himself. Gan Ping's face was full of disapproval, and he wanted to calm down, but Lv Xiaoyao provoked the incident again and again and touched Gan Ping's bottom line one after another, which was unbearable.

The old father was seriously injured and his cousin was humiliated. If he could swallow this breath, Gan Ping would not have to practice Taoism. He went directly to the North Sea and found a stone to press on himself and become a turtle. What do you do to fight against monsters? Isn't it just for your own people to be safe and unaffected? Now this monster has not come into the city, but has been persecuted by others. How can it be swallowed?

Moreover, Lv Xiaoyao and his cousin disappeared, which made Gan Ping feel more uneasy. Naturally, he was not in the mood to talk to this old guy and respect the virtuous and respect the elderly, which was to distinguish people.

A big step stepped on the wall, and the gravel under his feet was stepped into powder by Gan Ping. "Lv Xiaoyao, send my cousin out quickly, or I will slaughter your Lv family!" At this point, there was no room for manoeuvre. The owner of the Lv family and Gan Ningli agreed to resist monsters in the north city. At present, Lv Xiaoyao did not come forward, but no one could answer Gan Ping's words.

As soon as the left hand grasped the void, a young man who looked at the clothes of the son of the Lv family had been pierced in Gan Ping's hand. The sword light flashed, one leg of the teenager had been cut off, and the blood immediately spewed out. The teenager cried with pain and howled. He looked at Gan Ping's ferocious face, and his lower body had emitted a stench.

"Where is Lv Xiaoyao?" Speaking of the huge sword, the cold sword has reached the teenager's armpit. Look at the posture. If the teenager dares not say anything, the blood will splash on the spot immediately, and the arm will no longer belong to him.

The teenager squeaked his lips and stretched out his fingers to a small house in the distance, but it was difficult to speak. Gan Ping casually threw it to the ground and walked in the direction of the house. However, the frightened teenager rolled his eyes and fainted because of panic and excessive blood loss.

Wherever Gan Ping went, everyone retreated and dodged. On this east city, there were also hundreds of immortals, but in the face of Gan Ping, he did not dare to stop him. The blow of the cylinder almost smashed Mo Ran's famous local emperor's bell with defense, and almost hit him. Killing the two people in Zhengyang Daoyan is so powerful that they can't resist. No wonder these people are so afraid.

However, a dazzling light suddenly rushed out of the cold slanted thorns and went straight to Gan Ping's eyebrows. The light was burning and dazzling, which made everyone quickly close their eyes and dared not face it. Day of the week! When Gan Ping's eyes were neutral, a trace of sharpness flashed. His father's eyes were hurt by the divine light on this day, and they can't be restored now. It is the Taoist rock that has slowed down the air that makes the light of this day.

Seeing that Gan Ping asked where Lv Xiaoyao was going, Dao Yan couldn't help but be very anxious. Xiaoyao's brother was rushing with fire and calmed down with the power of the furnace. If he was bumped into by Gan Ping, he would definitely be killed by him. What's more, Daoyan had a deep grudge against Gan Ping. He didn't think that Gan Ping's cultivation was just now. It's just that he was distracted and was attacked by him, so he took action at the moment, trying to seriously hit Ganping.

Before Gan Ping could make a move, the fire that had been moving on his shoulder had already roared. In an instant, his body rose several times and a stick hit the daylight that attacked Gan Ping.

This day's god is a kind of ground fire elite of the day's specialty. It rewards the unique refining method, draws a trace of the power of the sun's true fire and the original magnetism, and sacrifices the sun with the heart of the soul. It will send out a thorny eye and capture people's souls. Without investigation, he was attacked by the divine light on this day, and his eyes will be burned by the infinite firepower and magnetic force, just like Gan Ningcheng.

Every disciple of the Day Sect practices this magic weapon, but each has its own depth. Now the divine light of the day sacrificed by this rock is scorching, bright and eye-catching. Obviously, it is the way to achieve great success. It is about to be reborn and evolve into a sign of the day's wheel. However, the fire is made of the strongest evil gold, mixed with all kinds of best spiritual gold to depict array runes.

The evil gold is naturally difficult to transport Zhenyuan Reiki, but it is extremely heavy and strong. It is refined and compressed by Gan Ping in a special way. After being refined by the innate Dou rate of silence, it is even more tenacious. How can it be compared with the day god? Although the divine light on this day is good, it is not a magic weapon to fight with people. The reason why the director took action was that he still wanted to hurt his eyes while he was unprepared, but he didn't expect the little monkey to be so strong.

With the power of fire, the heavenly stick circled and roared, and the shadows all over the sky enveloped the divine light of the day. Although it could repel the divine light with one blow, the fire that felt the anger in Gan Ping's heart did not do so. Instead, the day god light that is connected to the soul of Daoyan is close to it, and nearly a thousand stick shadows have been hit on the non-gold and non-iron, like a glass-like transparent light.

The slender needle-shaped daylight jingled crisply, and sparks splashed everywhere. Although it was a magic weapon, it couldn't help smashing it with great force. Like a glass cup beaten by a hammer, the divine light broke under the uniform stick of the fire, and the heart god was damaged, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and almost fainted. One force drops ten times! In full view of the public, the fire took action to defeat the rock!

It's not that Daoyan doesn't want to fight back, but that the speed of the fire is too fast. The Juntian stick is too hard and domineering. The stick body that has been quenched by the innate silence Zhenyan is not afraid of the scorching heat of the god, coupled with the power of moving mountains and seas and the horrible killing power on the Juntian stick. Law, face to face, the winner will be judged!

Waving the Juntian stick, Huoer stood on Gan Ping's shoulder, and the other small claw kept hammering his chest and making bursts of screams. Although the voice was slightly childish and ridiculous, it made everyone unable to laugh, and the corners of their mouths were full of bitterness.

The mountain sword in the palm turned into a giant dragon and shook it straight to the roof in the distance. "Lv Xiaoyao, do you still want to sit on the shrinking turtle at this point?" The cold shout echoed at the head of the city, and the huge sword light fell towards the hut.

"Wait!" The size of a wheel, the majestic fiery red flywheel fell from the sky, blocking the light of the sword. Although the light wheel is red, the color is extremely wrong. It is obviously the same place as the divine light on that day, and the lonely sun is too prosperous.

He was blocked by people several times. Gan Ping's anger has reached its peak. The five fires and seven birds in the palm of his hand waved fiercely, and the flames all over the sky floated out. Among them, the golden black sky fire in the gold, the slightly green burning heart fire, the pure white innate pocket rate silence and extinguish the true flame, the green blue underworld bone fire, and the dark color of the dark evil fire. , emerged one after another, turning the city into a sea of fire. Gan Ping was extremely angry in his heart. He was murderous and no longer kept it!