Chapter 504 Give up

The bones of the whole body crackled into a crackling sound, and Ganping's body protruded into the broken blade behind him in a strange twisted shape, and the rippled spiritual tomb flew away. This night with a knife to practice is the ancient inheritance, killing the fierce sword, which is the most arbitrary. These people present are all masters of cultivation. Although they can't be divided by the external level, if these people are not for the lack of aura, I'm afraid that they have already gone through the disaster and ascended to the fairyland. Such a character, compared with Gan Ping's uncle. Zu Shouyin's real person is not much more. After all, the real person Shouyin is just a scattered fairy, and it is not as good as a real fairy. However, these ancient smelters are practicing the great magic power of picking the stars and picking the moon. Now with a knife at night, he goes crazy and fights with all his sword, and Gan Ping is almost broken by this sword.

This is the extent to which Gan Ping practiced the Jinque jade chapter, and initially cultivated Da Luo Jin's body, and his body was strengthened again. If it was changed more than ten days ago, if this sword went down, it would turn into flying ash. But even so, Gan Ping is not easy to live. The muscles and veins of his whole body are full of the terrible sword spirit of rushing left and right, just like thousands of knives can't help chopping and scraping between Ganping's meridians. Whereverine passes, the meridians are broken, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the whole person almost turned into a bullet of blood mud.

Fortunately, Gan Ping initially practiced the Daluo Jin body a few days ago. The skin on the body surface was extremely hard, which made the flesh and blood meridians and bones that turned into a bullet of blood mud not scattered, but the whole person was like the cloth doll that had been torn thousands of times, spraying large pieces of internal organs in the mouth, towards the sharp cloth. The spiritual soldiers full of broken Xuanbing flew away.

Are you really going to die? Gan Ping only felt a blur in front of him. Although his body was like mud and his bones were broken inch by inch, Gan Ping still grabbed the petite head of the fire. His heart is like a knife, no, his heart is like a knife. The terrible sword spirit has destroyed his heart and his internal organs. There was a faint flame on his left hand, wrapping the small head of the fire heavily, and just now with a sword with a knife at night. Because of the involvement of Bing Gezi and Yu Ion, he could not go straight to Gan Ping. Otherwise, even if he practiced Da Luo Jin's body, he would have been broken into two.

And the fire, who was sleeping soundly in his chest, was slapped into meat sauce by this sword from the head. Only this small head was lucky enough to escape. The Zhenyuan in his body surged along the broken meridians. Gan Ping had mobilized the essence and blood elixir of his whole body. There were many treasures in his blood, with the wooden spirit quenched body milk and the real Dragon essence blood is the most precious, and now it doesn't care about itself. It is sent to the monkey's head in the palm of its hand.

The fire is amazing. Even if these spirit beasts are cut off their heads, it will be difficult for them to die for a while. They can only give him their own essence and blood, and then give them the innate rate to silence and warm up the true inflammation. The spirit beast in the fire can persist for a period of time. But what's the matter? Behind him is the spiritual tomb of soldiers. Although it is full of broken and abandoned Xuanbing, it is still extremely sharp. Even if it has been used by the ancient power, even if it has been broken for tens of millions of years, it should not be underestimated!

Is there any way to survive this collision? Gan Ping smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that he had experienced countless difficulties and obstacles, but now he is going to die here. Hearing the roar of the Yu ion in the distance, a fire wheel shot quickly from the shuttle, swept the body with a knife and flew towards Gan Ping. Although the momentum was fierce, it wanted to pull him back. Take a knife at night, you crazy! You are so damn good. You have cut off everyone's way to live!"

My mind gradually became a little confused. Gan Ping vaguely heard this ion's words, madman? I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of a madman, but the madman's swordsmanship is really wonderful. If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have to ask him for advice.

Even if the depressed ion stimulates the true yuan of the whole body, it can't quench his thirst. However, he is too far away from Gan Ping. He was slapped by a sword at night. Gan Ping's speed was almost faster than a flying sword, and in an instant disappeared into the star-like metal mountain. Yu Ion's fire wheel was still some distance away from the spiritual soldier's tomb, and he already felt a little uncontrollable. Then he gritted his teeth and took back the magic weapon and stared fiercely at the night knife in the distance.

That night, he rushed to attack his heart with a knife. He was unconscious. After flying out of the spiritual shuttle, he plunged into the fire cave. Originally, it was a death-death situation, but he did not expect that his heart fire was forced by this ancient poison and dissipated invisible. He even understood the rules of the road in the fire and went further. Just now, it was a kind of swordsmanship that understood the flames jumping and vented the fire. This sword was immediately clear, and then stood still in the air.

Everyone was very happy to see him come back to life with a knife at night. After all, they have been friends for thousands of years. How can they not be happy to see him return safely? There were a lot of excited comments, and suddenly he heard Yu Ian shout, "You old man, why don't you die in the fire cave? Now that you are not dead, we are going to die!"

Gan Ping was blown away by a sword, and the real person was bombarded into the spiritual soldier's tomb like a soft cloth bag. Although the name of this spiritual tomb is good, these people call it a garbage dump in private. I don't know when the monks in this world suddenly found that a mountain-like metal pile was quietly formed in the place where the ancient poison was raging in the lungs of the earth.

I don't know anything in this spiritual soldier's tomb. It can actually attract all the broken magic weapons in the deep buried soil. At that time, there were also many great powers who thought that there was a treasure in it, so they wanted to explore it. Unfortunately, this spiritual soldier mound is extremely strange. No matter the magic weapon Xuanbing, no matter what grade it is, once it is close, there is a need to be absorbed out of control. Therefore, after losing countless spiritual treasures, everyone gave up here one after another. Over the years, the spiritual soldier tomb wandered down with the earth's lungs and fire veins. During the war, it was damaged, and all the broken Xuanbing magic treasures left in the soil were absorbed by it, so the spiritual soldier tomb was changed from a small metal pile. A huge thing like a huge mountain.

Poo! Poo! Poo! The continuous sound of cutting his skin came one after another. Gan Ping only felt that a sharp thing had pierced his body. Although he had a big Luo Jin body to protect himself, he couldn't help but stand so many sharp Xuanbing. At first, Gan Ping could also block one or two with his body. However, the sword with a knife at night was really terrible. Gan Ping's body was suddenly shot nearly a hundred feet into the spiritual tomb and disappeared into the depths of the metal mountain.

He smiled bitterly and moved his eyes. He didn't know when the back of Gan Ping's head had been inserted by a broken Xuanbing, and in front of his chest, there were countless sharp wind blades protruding, and those Xuanbing had penetrated his body. However, his right hand was still stretched straight in front of him, with flames burning on it, and a small monkey head was snapped in the palm of his hand.

The monkey's head is not the size of a pear, and there is a flame-like green hair on the top of his head. Although there is only one head left, this restless little thing is still rolling its eyes and I don't know what he is thinking. If it hadn't been for Gan Ping's protection of its head with Silent Zhenyan and nourished with real dragon blood, this little thing would have died for a long time.

"Fire, I can't do it anymore. Although you are like this, if you absorb the blood of my whole body, it's okay to build a body for you. You can also take this Shenyan..." Gan Ping moved his lips with difficulty, suddenly ran the remaining Zhenyuan on his body with all his strength, and gathered all the real dragon blood to the palm. The heart gathered away, and the scriptures of the big Luo Jin's body flashed in my mind, "You and I know each other. I can't use this big Luo Jin's body, so I just pass it on to you!"

Huo'er's big eyes blinked, as if she didn't quite understand what Gan Ping said, but when she saw the wound given by the owner deep in the mountain, she showed a sad and anxious look, but she suffered from not having a body and could not help him bandage the wound. Gan Ping was seriously injured to death. Looking at the current situation, he had no physiology, so he had the idea of draining the real dragon blood of his whole body to help Huoer reshape his body.

Although this Daluo Jin's body is good, it's a pity that I got it too late. If I can really cultivate the foundation of Da Luo Jin's body, even today's thing? You can't hurt yourself even if you stand and let the madman chop. I just hate that it's too late to get this treasure scripture. Gan Ping sighed leisurely, "If you get it, you will sing and lose it. If you have a lot of sorrow and hatred, you will also have a long time. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow!"

He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and a crystal clear wine gourd flashed in the palm of his hand. The weak and desolate song sounded. This was my favorite song when the boundless wine was full. At that time, I didn't understand the meaning, but now I think about it for no reason. Seeing that Huo'er's small eyes were bright and a sweet and bitter smile, he put the wine gourd on its mouth. Huo'er, the little drunkard, immediately swallowed it. Unfortunately, it was only one body left. As soon as the sweet wine entered his throat, it scattered along the bloody neck, which made him annoyed.

Gan Ping smiled and immediately swallowed it. He was much better than the fire. Although he drank heavily above, the ** mixed with wine pulp and blood flowed out of the thousands of wounds. Although the appearance still looks complete, Gan Ping's internal organs have been shaken into minced meat. Now his whole body is like a water bag with thousands of knives poked, and blood is flowing out.

"Hahahaha..." Gan Ping casually threw the wine gourd and looked at Huo'er's only head with a big smile. "I didn't expect that I would also be a child. Come on, Huo'er, I'll give you a rich and noble. It's not in vain for you and me to know each other. Open your consciousness. Don't resist!" At this time, the fire also seemed to understand something. The eyes of a pair of monkeys were full of bright tears, and they could not cry without a body.

"With my blood, I will shape your body, my divine knowledge will be opened, and the road will be passed on!" Gan Ping shouted fiercely, and the burning innate Douzhen Yan wrapped the man heavily. The golden light flashed on Gan Ping's head, and the mysterious characters came out of thin air and printed on the top of the fire'er's head. He just wanted to pass on all his cultivation experience and this big Luo Jin body to Huoer to help him reshape his body.

Gan Ping closed his eyes and read the charm, but did not see the trace of perseverance in Huo's eyes. The little thing flashed at the master who gave up his life for himself, as if he had made a decision. Suddenly, two golden lights shot out of his eyes and inserted straight into Gan Ping's eyebrows!