Chapter 493 The weird son

Although Ren Yuanjing is good, Gan Ping has more important things to do. I repay Qiongyao with the kindness of others. Since I have received such a great favor from Lingling's little girl, it is obvious that this spiritual stone and bell are extremely important things for them. They even take out such precious things. How can Gan Ping stand by and watch the affairs of their ancestors and grandchildren?

Yin 30%? Humph, at present, Gan Ping's cultivation has been fully restored, and he has broken through to the middle level of Yuanying. Previously, Gan Ping could fight with the Yuanshen monk when he was in the first stage of Yuanying, and now he has great power. That Yin Sancheng is just a spiritual person with a little cultivation. Even if he takes this mine mountain to besiege all the guards with lightning strikes, he can kill him as much as he can. With a cold smile, Gan Ping turned into a sword light and flew out of the cracks in the fence. This time, it would be okay if Lingling had nothing to do. If she really hurt a hair, she would definitely ask all the spiritual people here to bury her!

Walking in the mine, Gan Ping felt that the experience of the previous month was like a world. The sky was still gloomy and depressing, and the only half-moon light source emitted a faint light above the sky in the sky. Gan Ping raised his head slightly and glanced at this thing. Obviously, this thing was not the sun, but like some kind of magic weapon, which made Gan Ping's heart move. Is it a fairy weapon?

Now Gan Ping's cultivation is exhausted, and the power of perception of the outside world is even more keen. In this space, although there is no aura for human cultivation, there is a very strange energy in it. Because this is the place where the two ancient lichs and the great powers are sealed together to form their own world, Gan Ping temporarily called it the sealed world. In this sealed world, there is a very strange energy, which is an energy that Gan Ping has never felt. Obviously, the spiritual clan has groped for a way to absorb and refine this energy and call it divine power.

However, at present, Gan Ping clearly perceives that the source of this strange power is the dim half-moon light source above his head. This moon-like light source is extremely strange. Obviously, it rests according to some mysterious law, and it will disappear every 36 hours. At this time, the world will be dark, like the night in the outside world, which makes Gan Ping stunned. The people here are really excellent. They work for 36 hours a day, and their physical quality is far better than that of the outside world.

Only when this light source rises can the spiritual people absorb this strange energy and refine it into their own cultivation. Therefore, whenever the miners work in the daytime, these spiritual guards will practice on duty in turn. At present, there are no people in this mining area. All the human coolie has gone to the mine, and there are few guards of the spirit outside. Only a few big-footed women of the human who are responsible for cooking and laundry look at Ganping in surprise.

At present, Gan Ping has experienced the fire calcination, as if he had taken a bath in the flames. The dust and dirt in the past month have been swept away, showing a different skin color from everyone here. Because of the lack of sunshine for many years, although the human race here is strong, they all show a pale color. However, Gan Ping is as rich as jade, showing a kind of crystal clear from the inside to the outside. It is the impurities of the blood and flesh and bones that are refined, like a pure crystal.

When the flesh and blood are refined to this point, there is no dirt inside and outside, the air is like an orchid with a fragrance, and the eyes are like electricity to understand things. Those women have never seen such a handsome teenager here. Their eyes are straight, and the work in their hands has also fallen down one after another. Many people have covered their mouths in surprise. They have recognized Gan Ping, who was the strange teenager who was imprisoned in the cave of evil gods last night, but why did he appear here?

I ignored the surprised eyes of everyone. Gan Ping's practice, under the cycle of the week, more than 20 hours have passed. It is estimated that the night is about to usher in this sealed world. Obviously, the three princes mentioned by Yin Sancheng will also come back, and he has to save Lingling as soon as possible.

The tall building on the mountainside in the distance is the residence of the Ling people. Although this building is not worth it in Gan Ping's eyes, it is many times better than the shacks of those people below. At that time, the masters of the two races who were sealed here, although it is a good hand to practice and kill people, it will be really life if they are asked to build buildings, so until today, the buildings in this feudal world are still at a very low level.

"No, no, help!" At this moment, bursts of calls for help came to Gan Ping's ears, which shocked him. It was Lingling's voice. He was really a dunk. He came back to have fun after patrolling the damn mine before dark. At this time, the Ling clan guards in the distance had found the trace of Gan Ping. At that time, their faces changed greatly, and they rushed over with lightning strikes in their foreheads. Their faces were full of shock. Obviously, they were extremely surprised by Gan Ping's appearance.

It is no wonder that these people were surprised. After all, they saw Gan Ping being escorted into the evil god cave with their own eyes. It is reasonable that they should have been swallowed up by the terrible evil god at this time, but they didn't expect to appear here.

"Hist, or you will be killed!" A figure who was obviously a leader shouted, but how could Gan Ping have the time to pay attention to his words? A thunderbolt spewed out and exploded on the lightning strike in the leader's hand. Even the people next to him were blown away by the explosion, thrown to the ground far away, and life and death were unknown.

The roar also shocked the spiritual guards practicing in the residence, and more than a thousand people rushed out with various weapons in an instant. This formation made Gan Ping slightly moved. Gan Pingyuan thought that the spirit people here only had a sharp weapon of lightning strikes, but at present, it seemed that he was obviously wrong. The lightning striker is just something used by some low-level spiritual people, and in the hands of those spiritual people who have a strong breath, the glittering blades have extraordinary power, which also makes Gan Ping secretly take a fluke. If he just came to the mine before, he wanted to rely on his broken body to fight with it. I'm sure it will end with hatred.

However, many blades held by these people also made Gan Ping secretly vigilant, and there was a faint doubt in his heart. From now on, it is obvious that the Taoism of the spiritual clan in this feudal world has not been broken, but why has the Taoism of the human race been lost? Is there any secret in this? Thinking of the human Yuanjing who sent you in the cave of the evil god, and the magic gold that could not withstand the erosion of years and turned into scrap copper and rotten iron when digging down, Gan Ping fell into deep thinking.

"Yin Sancheng, come out!" I ignored these bodyguards who shouted at him and rushed to him. Gan Ping's palm was in his hand, and the five fires and seven bird fans were already in his hand. The three-legged golden black turned into a fiery red light and shadow, and rushed to the top of the strange-shaped stone tower halfway up the mountainside. Although these guards are large, the strongest are just like fake Dan monks in the outside world, and they are not afraid.

It seemed to ignite the fuse. Seeing that Gan Ping actually released such strange birds, the blades and thunderbolts in the hands of the bodyguards attacked him one after another. The art of swordsmanship?" Gan Ping raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but be quite surprised. The method of using the blade of these spiritual people in front of him was a serious skill of eight hundred swords, just like a human monk's technique, which made Gan Ping more interested in what happened in those years, causing the decline of the human race, and the spiritual clan took the opportunity to become the leader of this world.

"Is it you? Little bastard, how did you get out? Under the guidance of Gan Pingxin, the three-legged golden black was like a fire sickle, turning the top of the pagoda into ashes in an instant, but the pagoda below was undamaged at all. As for the blades that attacked it, they were burned by the flames in an instant. Such a momentum naturally shocked the people in the stone tower. In an instant, Yin Sancheng ran out of the stone tower and looked at Gan Ping in horror.

"Where is Lingling?" Gan Ping looked not good. After the matter of Youtiancheng Moer's cousin, Gan Ping simply hated the robbery of the girl. If it hadn't been for the rat taboo and the fear of hurting Lingling who was in it, Gan Ping had already sacrificed the innate Dou rate of silence, and burned it into ashes with the people inside and the stone tower.

"Aren't you locked in the cave of the evil god? Why did it appear here? Did the evil god let you go? Obviously, Yin Sancheng had not figured out the present form, did not answer Gan Ping's words, and was still immersed in the horror just now.

How can Gan Ping have the leisure to talk to him? He had five fingers in his right hand. In an instant, the wind was blowing all over the sky, and a strong suction came out. Yin Sancheng only felt that his body was floating. Before he could scream, his whole body had flown over the heavily blocked bodyguard and fell into Gan Ping's hand. Without the help of a trace of true mana, Gan Ping sucked the Yin Sancheng away from a distance of dozens of feet.

"Say, I'll ask for the last time, where Lingling is, otherwise not only you, but all the people here will die!" A slender and white hand was stuck on Yin Sancheng's neck like copper cast. The huge and powerful force made his face turn red and breathe painfully. Seeing that Yin Sancheng was stuck in his hand by Gan Ping, the guards were immediately shocked and looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

"Are you looking for her? The cheap boy of the human race!" A rather arrogant voice came, and Gan Ping looked up. Under the pagoda, I don't know when a tall and pale spiritual woman appeared. Since coming to this world, Gan Ping has seen a woman of the spirit clan for the first time. She also has a pale cyan face, but this woman not only looks not so disgusting, but also gives people a sense of surprise.

By her side, her face turned red, and her clothes were a little untidy. Isn't Lingling? At this time, Yin Sancheng's fat hands held Gan Ping's arm, and he spit out a few words between his teeth with difficulty, "Three sons, go!"

Three sons? Gan Ping was stunned, swallowed, and looked at the tall spiritual girl with slender legs. Could it be that the lustful third son in Yin Sancheng's mouth is this beautiful spiritual girl?