Chapter 391 Killing People

Although there was a lot of reluctance, Gan Ping still launched the transmission array. The seal characters of the four dragons and phoenix dances under the array made Gan Ping feel at ease slightly, and it was these four words that made Gan Ping have the mind to stay. Shuifu Tiangong!" Although the ancient mana of the gas refiners is so powerful, they are not as cunning and ferocious as the current people. Since they have set up this illusion array without any malice, it is obviously not extremely vicious. When Gan Ping broke the array just now, he also found that this illusion array is only trapped in the future, and after the arrival has suffered enough, he will guide people out. Go, that's why Gan Ping can rest assured to let the three women enter this transmission array. The seniors who put such a formation will not embarrass these three women, will they?

Moreover, Gan Ping also threw the fire into Ma Linger's arms. With the help of this little thing, coupled with Bi's tender experience against the enemy, Ma Linger's unique treasure, and the idle Yuanying monks can't help it? Looking at the three beautiful shadows disappearing in the array, a light flashed in Gan Ping's eyes and stepped heavily on the corner of the array. Under this power, the corner of the array was broken and incomplete.

And the light scattered on this array also quietly dissipated and turned into an ordinary stone platform. Gan Ping put away the knowledge simple in his hand. Just now, he has portrayed all the array in this knowledge simple, and the material that transmits the array has been seen clearly in the eyes of this senior disciple. Although it is quite cherished, there are also a lot in Ganping's collection.

It was also because of this that Gan Ping dared to destroy the corner of the transmission array at ease, which cut off the three women's desperate rush back, and also avoided the risk of those people outside. Now that it has been arranged properly, a smile appeared on the corners of Gan Ping's mouth. Six Yuanying? I don't know if I can eat it...

On the water of the surging river, a group of disciples given by Miaochengzong are waiting anxiously. Although they are quite anxious, they dare not enter the water. There is no treasure like Daxumi Lingguangzhan. If they enter the water of the surging river, their combat power will be suppressed to only half by the endless water vapor. Don't say. It's good to chase Gan Ping and not become a burden. So they dispersed in twos and threes and stared at the bottom of the water for fear of Gan Ping's escape.

Fairy-level magic weapon, the shining treasure light has dazzled their eyes, and the wealth touches people's hearts. Their eyes have turned red, waiting for Gan Ping to appear from the bottom of the water. And those gorgeous men gathered together to whisper, and from time to time made an obscene laughter that men understood, obviously discussing something that could not be mentioned.

However, the murder came by no time! The water eye below is still spinning, like a big mouth that has not changed, as if it is going to devour everything. However, at this moment, the water eye is indeed shaking slightly, and there is a dull voice from time to time. However, the people on the surface of the water do not care. They have got the news that the hateful boy and the three beauties have entered a formation. The formation is quite cumbersome, and the six golden elixirs are attacking with all their strength.

What is also popular with the name of Hehuan Sect is that they do not learn and have no skills. Of course, Hehuan Sect practices evil methods, picks yin and nourishes yang. This cultivation naturally comes quickly, so he doesn't care much about these Taoist heart arrays and so on, so it looks quite simple in Gan Ping's eyes. In those six Hehuan In Zong Yuanying's eyes, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky, and it was better to break through it by force.

A splash of water rippled out and did not attract everyone's attention. The golden light flashed, and Gan Ping's figure had appeared behind a Hehuan monk. It was just a liquid cultivation. Gan Ping's palm was like a knife, and a firelight shone. The Jindan monk's body trembled violently, and it was immediately difficult to move. It bounced up, and the black smoke between the mouth and nose came out. It was the silence of the burning fire. The blood-red knife flashed, and the disciple didn't even say a word. He was swallowed up by the blood sword, and even the soul did not escape.

The five fingers were suddenly opened, and the flying ash in the sky was immediately pinched into a ball. When he turned his hand, he was beaten into the torrent of the river by Gan Ping, destroying the corpse and disappeared. Gan Ping's figure did not stop. In an instant, he had killed more than a dozen people. Although they were all low-level disciples below the golden elixir, the huge power of pure blood made Gan Ping almost moan comfortably.

This is also Gan Ping's biggest dependence. As early as it was just a wisp of knife, this blood-chemical knife can kill monks, devour his whole body of true blood, and turn it into pure flesh and blood essence to supplement Gan Ping's body. Now, after the power is great, it is even more powerful and boundless. Gan Ping only felt that his physical cultivation was soaring rapidly. Although he also felt the taste of cover-up, why did he ever carry out such a wanton killing with the blood god knife?

Originally, Ganping's body was already a strong pervert. In the realm of golden elixir alone, it has exceeded ten thousand stones, which is comparable to ordinary Yuanying monks. Now it is slowly growing. At this stage, every physical strengthening takes a lot of strength, but at this moment, it is so easy. As early as in Youtian City, Gan Ping forcibly launched the skill of killing against the sky, and the whole body's blood life was greatly lost. Although it was treated by Shouyin Zhenren, it inevitably caused certain damage.

However, at this moment, those dark wounds and bruises are slowly healing, and Gan Ping's body is slowly oozing a large area of dark red blood. Although it looks extremely terrible, his spirit is indeed excellent. These blood stains are the dark remnants left before. Now, with the supplement of this huge and pure flesh and blood force, the metal is forced out. However, Gan Ping was even more happy. He didn't expect that this blood-killing knife would have such an effect. Isn't it that if there is a fight in the future, he doesn't have to worry about his damage at all. He only kills his opponent in the end, and his injury can be recovered immediately. This is simply a few more lives.

When the people of Hehuan Sect realized that something was wrong, Gan Ping had killed almost all the low-level monks. With the vertical golden light method and the double thorns of Yingyu, Gan Ping's speed has been exerted to the extreme. When these people found that Gan Ping's roar emitted their own flying swords, there were few of the peers around them.

Standing in mid-air with a smile, the huge wings behind Gan Ping were floating up and down, flashing endless or rigid. With this look as if looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, he looked at the more than ten people left in front of him. The disciples of Miaochengzong looked at Ganping like a demon in the distance in horror. Under the light of the fire wings, the blood stains of Ganping's body were extremely frightening.

The corners of his mouth were moved, and Gan Ping showed a smile that made these people shudder. He glanced at the people who trembled like quail in the cold wind. Without the protection of the Yuanying monk, the lives of these people were all under his control. Those disciples of Hehuan Sect were also extremely shocked. They didn't expect that the little boy who fled in confusion had such a means. Looking at his appearance, the Yuanying monk was just like this, right? Thinking that I was facing such a freak, the original blazing thoughts of killing and winning treasure turned into ice and snow, which was cold.

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The soundless heart is like ice and snow. Under the joint attack of the high-level monks of the yuan gods, the array he presided over has been shaken. Every fierce attack will make the sword array tremble violently, and the disciples of Mincuifeng who guard the eyes everywhere will spit blood and fly out. It's just her own strength to resist these big enemies. It's really too hard. The soundless silver teeth are clenched. She is surrounded endlessly. The bamboo slips covering her body are already dim and almost transparent, and the graceful body shows up.

Mo Congfeng, if you don't come back, Miao Chengzong is really over today! Seeing that those people of the Hehuan Sect joined hands to send out a huge sword spirit, Wuyin suddenly gritted his teeth and input the last trace of true elements into this array. He had tried his best. The exhausted Wuyin suddenly fell down and looked at the monk of Hehuan Sect who rushed to this side with a wry smile.

She reluctantly mentioned the last trace of Zhenyuan, and only waited for these monks to come to her, then she blew herself up and died with it. Even if she dies, she doesn't want to fall into the hands of these ** demons. She has become the first seat of Zongmiao Cuifeng. Can't you be fingered? There are all kinds of soundless amorous feelings and gently flirting with the hair on the temples. Although it is naked **, it is full of dignified and graceful, restrained, you and I will see you in the next life, and be husband and wife!