Chapter 414 Premeditated

Hearing Gan Ping's words, the Xuan's ancestor was immediately furious. The Xuan's ancestor made a mistake because of his practice, which made the meridians retrograde. Although he practiced an amazing cultivation because of misfortune, his temperament also changed greatly, looking like a man and no woman. It is also because of this that he behaves like his life, and for the woman who falls into his hands, he has to humiliate and then kill her cruelly.

The most taboo thing about this old demon is that someone mentions this matter. With his identity and cultivation, even the master who is also a yuan god's cultivation dares not reveal his scars at will, for fear that this young villain will think about himself. Now Gan Ping did not pay attention to the taboo of the old demon and directly poked his lungs as soon as he opened his mouth. How could this arrogant old demon stand it?

There was a strange cry, and the mysterious ancestor looked up to the sky and roared, "Who? Come out and see the ancestor. I don't tear you up in the deep-water port!" At this time, Gan Ping's huge and vast mind had rushed to the mountain like a tsunami and pressed it down hard. The Dragon Ball has been integrated with the purple lotus in Ganping's body, regardless of you and me. Although Ganping can't control it freely, it can still drive him to move.

How many years ago was Ao Xinglie a strong figure? Even if it has fallen for tens of thousands of years, the strong divine thought once bound Gan Ping to death and couldn't breathe. Now the remaining divine thought has been released. Even if there is no change, it is just thrown by Gan Ping like a stone, and the stone is really too big. The people in Luo Zhenfang immediately changed their looks. The three monks standing quietly in the corner and watching the bustle immediately roared, and their bodies flashed and appeared outside the gate.

"Bold boy, how dare you break into Luo Zhenfang and retreat quickly!" One of the monks shouted sharply. Gan Ping couldn't help frowning about the three Yuanying. Originally, he thought that Luo Zhenfang was weak, so he indulged the old demon's wanton behavior, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. At that time, the corners of his eyes are cold, and he doesn't help his relatives. This is Gan Ping's consistent style. No matter how Ma Ling'er's three daughters angered the mysterious ancestor here, his own woman. There is no room for others to intervene to teach a lesson, but this Luo Zhenfang is over!

"Do you also want to stop me? Get out!!!" An angry cry like a dragon and a tiger roared from Gan Ping's mouth, and things that shook hundreds of feet rolled endlessly, and immediately became a mess. However, the three Yuanying monks he pointed to were dizzy. They were immediately shocked and quickly calm down and stabilized their souls, but they didn't expect that Gan Ping had turned into a streamer from them and entered Luo Zhenfang.

The giant roar of Aolong can shock the Yuanshen monk to make his life and death unknown. Ganping, who also has the real dragon's essence and blood, naturally has this power. After being shocked to death by the roar of Aolong that day, Gan Ping realized this method of sound attack. Although it is slightly simple and single at present, the power is no longer powerful. Rong Xiaoqi.

The three so-called Luo Zhenfang monks flashed, and Gan Ping had already appeared in the hall. The man and woman sitting on the chair of the master in the middle. The evil old monster is not the mysterious ancestor, and which one is it? Feeling the majestic mountain-like breath, Gan Ping's heart is dark. This old demon has broken through the realm of the yuan god many years ago. Now his cultivation can only be more exquisite. You should be careful.

For a long time, Gan Ping's struggle with people has been a challenge. Whenever he is facing difficulties, he is full of fearlessness. However, the mysterious ancestor in front of him has made Gan Ping's expression much more solemn. The gap between Yuanshen and Yuanying is really too big. Even if Gan Ping can threaten Yuanying monks in the realm of Jindan, this realm of Yuanshen is already the existence of Dharma heaven and earth. He is that day, that is the law. In front of low-level monks, it is the way of heaven!

"Ji Jie, are you Gan Ping? Good luck all the way, little guy? Is it just that Yuan Ying's cultivation wants to do it with the ancestor? If your master Mo Shufeng comes, you can still deal with me..." Listening to the old monster's words, Gan Ping couldn't help but spat secretly in his heart. This shameless guy, if it's really his master, how can you be so arrogant? Although this old thing has been higher than his master who has been stepping into the yuan god for many years, his fighting power is not the qualification of anyone. His master, Mo Yongfeng, is indestructible with a golden sword. Although it is only the first level of the yuan god, it is enough to frighten many high-level monks of the yuan god. After all, the name of the first sword cultivation of Miaocheng Sect is It's not for nothing.

He glanced at Ma Linger, who was angry in mid-air and chopped around with a sword in her palm. Gan Ping frowned slightly. The Xuanbing in Ma Linger's palm was the treasure of the Fairy Palace of Shuifu. The Xuanbing of Yipin ran to the thunder sword, which was extremely sharp, but he didn't expect that he could not even hurt the peach red magic weapon. Obviously, the old monster had two brushes.

"Senior, you have to forgive others. Don't force them too hard..." Gan Ping muttered slightly and said in a low voice. If you can't play with this old demon, it's better not to do it. After all, I'm not sure to take it down. After all, the killing skill is too consumed too much, and he and the old monster. There are too many differences in cultivation, and it is still unknown whether it can succeed.

"Forgive people? Hahaha..." Hearing Gan Ping's words, the Xuan's ancestor immediately jumped up and danced like a cat with a trampled tail, "Let me forgive me? Why didn't you spare anyone that day? Why don't you think of me when you burn my love to death with real fire? I didn't expect you to have today, hahaha..." Gan Ping's heart was shocked, and he immediately had a bad idea. No wonder this as the ancestor of Xuanyu would embarrass a little girl in Luo Zhenfang. It turned out that all this was aimed at himself.

As the ancestor of Xuanyu, it is really a little expensive to treat a nun who has not achieved Jindan in this way, but it turned out that it was because of himself that the flower had no clothes to suffer so much. And this action did not lead to himself, but accidentally attracted Ma Linger's three daughters, which also forced Gan Ping to hide. I don't know if your beloved disciple is..." Gan Ping took a look and said in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, this Xuan's ancestor came against him. Gan Ping immediately asked. There were too many monks who died under him, and he couldn't remember it. This Xuan's ancestor is notorious. Who can have something to do with it?" Jie Jie Jie Jie..." Hearing Gan Ping's words, Xuanqi's ancestor immediately laughed strangely, "Kid you forget the fire on the Youtian City?"

"It's him!" Gan Ping's eyes immediately turned red, and his cousin Gan Ruomo had eternal pain in his heart. At that time, he blamed himself and also had a faint doubt. Although Lv Xiaoyao behaved badly, he was also a disciple of the Day Sect. Although the Day Sect had a bad reputation, he could not do such things that were contrary to the family. The women who chose double cultivation were willing, but how could Lv Xiaoyao do things like this? By any means?

At present, it is clear that Lv Xiaoyao is the disciple of Ling Xiaotian, but he secretly took the mantle of Xuanyu's ancestor. The day's day's day mountain is only more than a hundred miles away from the split soul mountain where Xuan's ancestor is located. Thinking that Lv Xiaoyao has been included under the door by Xuan's ancestor. No wonder Lv Xiaoyao is so unscrupulous, but this is the reason.

I don't know when there was a touch of blood red in his eyes. Gan Ping said in a grim voice, "He, damn it, you, you deserve to die!" In the exclamation of everyone, a sword light swept out. No matter how strong the opponent was, Gan Ping did not have the habit of passively attacking. He could only fight to the death. With his body and swords, he rolled up thousands of swordsmanship. Such a power, even the ancestor of Xuanyu, couldn't help but be moved. This Mo Jingfeng is really worthy of the world's famous swordsmanship. This disciple is so exquisite in swordsmanship.

However, with Gan Ping's cultivation, although it is a slight threat to this mysterious ancestor, it is only to move him, but it is not a big deal. With a strange smile, Xuanyu Laozu stretched out a soft little hand like a woman. With a flick of his finger, he had hit Gan Ping's sword. Oh, hehehe... With a strange smile, Gan Ping's arrow-like body has flown backwards. "Young man, do you think you can hurt my ancestor? Stay for me today, not only you, but also your woman!"

The arrogant Xuanqi ancestor did not notice that the strange look and full expression on Gan Ping's face that flew out, even the blow of the Yuanshen monk did not hurt Gan Ping at all. Now his body has reached an extremely strong level. Just as Gan Ping's sword light erupted, a faint and transparent spark had circled behind the trapped Ma Linger and pounced on the peach-red fog fiercely.