Chapter 537 Mahayana appears

From beginning to end, Gan Ping has never used a magic weapon, or even a divine channel method. What he uses is to rely on his own powerful true mana and physical power to reduce ten times and suppress these people arbitrarily. You are stronger than me, and you are more arrogant. For these people, only by suppressing and suppressing them, beating them, and being afraid, will they be restrained. This is the truth that Gan Ping has come to for a long time.

The law of the jungle in the cultivation world, the strength is respected, and there is no truth under the feet of the weak. This is the real world. It comes up indiscriminately. No matter what your identity is, beat it first, suppress it hard, and then reason with you. Just now, Ganping's series of actions showed strong strength and extraordinary computing power. Every step and every move is just right, easy to advance and retreat, extremely unrestrained. Compared with the decorations of the Shan family, Gan Ping simply wandered among these people and played with them with applause. The chic back looked at the flowers in the distance and the beautiful eyes were colorful, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

These are easy and unrestrained in the eyes of others. Only Zeng Qi, who has reached the peak of Yuanying and is only one step away from reaching the realm of Yuanshen, knows how horrible Gan Ping's behavior is. Obviously, Gan Ping's Zhenhua's strength is definitely not the same as what he sees in front of him. At present, Gan Ping, for strength The understanding and feeling of the law of measurement has simply reached a terrible state, and only in this way can the thirty-six Yuanying monks in Heze, a Yuanshen monk, be played with applause.

The powerful mind was shrouded in this side with pressure crackling. Many disciples couldn't help screaming. The powerful force made them unable to bend down and worship, and it was difficult to control their bodies. Seeing this scene, Zeng Qi's face couldn't help but be gloomy. The breath of the comer did not belong to any elder of the sect. Obviously, it was the Shan family who took action. However, the Shan family was so domineering that he did not leave any face. Could it be that the elders in the sect indulged them like this?

It's a pity that although I think so, I don't have the strength to compete with it. Although the mountain thunder yuan god holds a unique fairy weapon in his hand, he is qualified to fight with him by casting two-injury spells. However, this person makes it difficult for Zeng Qi to raise the heart of fighting at all. The difference in strength is really too big.

The person who came is Shan Tao, the uncle of this domineering young master Shan Lei, the world-class strongman at the peak of the yuanshen! I don't know what secret method Shantao has practiced. I'm afraid that his strong and horizontal breath is several times stronger than that of ordinary Yuanshen peak monks. It's no wonder that he was annoyed with Wuyin that day. It took Mo Lianfeng and Wu Yizi to work together to drive him out the heavy damage. Now the angerless real person is closed. Mo Lianfeng and Wu Yuzi don't know the life and death, and the godless son supports the facade. The elders of Taishang are tired of running around to resist the demon clan. The monks below are pregnant with ghosts. Who can stop him?

However, the person who pulled the tiger's beard appeared. With the cultivation of Shantao, his mind turned thousands of miles in an instant. Naturally, he knew what kind of absurd thing the mountain thunder had done. Although he knew that Shanlei planned to refine the mountain dojo of other people's sect and capture other people's maids, Shantao did not stop it. He wanted to test it. This wonderful Where is Zong's bottom line? Shan Lei's behavior naturally made him extremely satisfied.

It's a pity that this mountain thunder doesn't have eyes. If he is provoking other Shantou, he may get it without saying a sound. After that, even if he doesn't make sense, Shantao will excuse him. Unfortunately, the mountain thunder was about to die and ran to this Hualongfeng. What's more unlucky was that it just in time for Gan Ping's return. Gan Ping clicked on the body of Hualongfeng. The backhand crushed the original magnetic god mountain magpie rose and fell very fast. While Shantao was chatting with the elders of the Li family and observing the movement here, the thirty-six Yuanying monks had already Most of them were killed by this Hualong Peak, and the mountain thunder was also dying for a moment.

He is self-inflicted and can't live. At present, Lei seems to have deeply understood the meaning of this sentence. Although his uncle has come to him and issued a warning, Gan Ping is like a bandit. As soon as he is caught, he removed his Jiuyun Lingguang flag to smash it. Gan Ping took the treasure contained in this broken magic weapon in an instant, and the remaining fragments were thrown into the solar melting gold furnace into materials, which was not wasted at all. Under Gan Ping's act like a bandit, the mountain thunder screamed like a little girl who was torn by a mountain thief, "Uncle, save me!"

Shan Tao's eyes are about to crack, and he still needs three breaths to reach Hualong Peak. However, with Gan Ping's method, he can flatten the mountain thunder in just one moment and then rub it round and pinch it casually. This made Shan Tao regret why he didn't take action earlier. When he was annoyed, the body of Shan Lei, which was suddenly caught in Gan Ping's hand, suddenly flashed, and an old man with a long long head appeared in the air.

"Ancestors!" Shan Tao couldn't help but be ecstatic. Why did he forget? This mountain thunder is the heart of the ancestors. When he came out, he specially gave him the sky ruler, and even hid his wisp of divine thoughts in it. Naturally, in front of him is the spontaneous guardian of the wisp of divine thoughts.

Gan Ping was grabbing the mountain thunder and planned to teach him a hard lesson. Even if he didn't kill it, he would give him a good look, but he didn't expect a green light to shine. The mountain thunder actually broke away from his palm, and a virtual shadow appeared above his head. It's not that Gan Ping has never seen such a scene. I remember that on the previous Wanzong Guiyuan Conference, he once saw the Mahayana monks entrusting a wisp of yuan gods on the magic weapon of the younger generation in order to protect the descendants.

Although Mahayana and Yuanshen are only one realm apart, they are very different and belong to qualitative changes. Throughout the ages, many Yuanshen monks have been stuck on the level of Mahayana and have not been able to advance half a step until death. Among the difficulties, you can know by looking at the heads of these peaks of Miaochengzong. They are all the cultivation of the realm of the yuanshen, but none of them has entered the Mahayana. Even in the realm of Yuanshen, the gap between each step is the difference between heaven and earth. It takes endless time and treasures to cultivate, of course, except for Gan Ping, a freak.

"Little friend, it's reasonable!" The figure in the air nodded slightly to Gan Ping, but the mountain thunder hissed loudly, "Uncle, help me! He wants to kill the child!" Gan Ping was stunned, looked at the virtual shadow and nodded, "It's reasonable!" Like a casual pat, the mountain thunder that was still roaring was hit hard, like a rag doll. It was re-paired by Gan Ping's palm and hit straight into the deep pit generated by the departure of Hualongfeng's body.

Chasing the Hualongfeng body of those Yuanshen monks in the distance, I don't know whether it is unintentional or intentional. The tail suddenly swept, and a boulder with a diameter of more than a hundred feet flew into the cave. The original miserable cry of the mountain thunder stopped abruptly when the boulder fell, and there was no more life!

"Jither, how dare you!" The mountain waves in the distance were about to crack, with a vicious expression on his face, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat, and his body suddenly accelerated and rushed this way. The virtual shadow of the Mahayana monk in the air was also stunned. He didn't expect that there was such a late generation who didn't give face to the Mahayana monk. He actually took his own face and casually slapped his grandson so that he didn't know whether to live or die. He really ate the courage of ambition.

"Kid, you are so bold!" This wisp of distraction showed an angry application. The previous fairy and Taoist ghost disappeared in an instant, and Gan Ping nodded secretly. It was really that the upper beam was not right and the lower beam was crooked. I was almost fooled by this old man. How can grandpa get better if his grandson is such a thing? Don't think that Mahayana monks are all people of noble character. Gan Ping has seen many immortals. This strength and virtue are basically different, and there is no connection at all.

Just now, this wisp of distraction was just to see the mountain waves coming and want to delay himself a little time, but I didn't expect that Gan Ping didn't give him any face like this, and gave himself a loud slap in the face of this crowd. All right, all right! I haven't been involved in the world for many years. Obviously, someone has forgotten me, so I'll let you remember!" With this wisp of distraction, he immediately waved and mobilized the spirit of heaven and earth.

It's just a wisp of yuan god attached to the magic weapon. There is neither magic weapon in hand nor body support. However, even a wisp of distraction is the existence of a Mahayana monk. With their hands and feet, people who peeped for dozens of miles feel that their breath is tight. At this moment, the spirit of heaven and earth have been imprisoned. It can be seen that this wisp How powerful the distracted is. Heaven and earth, listen to my orders, imprison everything, and detonate the world!"

As soon as the Mahayana monk took action, he actually wanted to imprison all the people present together with Gan Ping, and then abruptly detonate his vitality. It is really vicious. Such a means is no longer the means of the human world. Whether the power is meaningless or not is purely the perception and control of the rules of the road, which is also the greatest power spell that this unphysical distractor can perform.

"Ky, because of your recklessness, everyone present has to pay for your stupidity! Hahaha!" This yuan god looked up to the sky and smiled. Although he would not kill everyone present, these people's cultivation went back to the next level, and it was inevitable that they would be seriously injured, and the boy in front of him must die!

However, the joy is extremely sad. This wisp of Yuanshen has finally completed all the Dharma decisions. When he was about to detonate the Yuanshen, a slender palm has been put on the unique magic treasure. It's just a wisp of split. It's so rampant. Let me send you on the road!" Gan Ping smiled, revealing his white teeth, shining in the sun, and completely ignored the Xuanbing who had pierced his clothes behind him!

Boom! The huge momentum hit the bodies of all the people present fiercely, and those low-ranking disciples sprayed blood and flew dozens of miles away, staring at the white clothes and thin back in the distance in horror. This yuan god of the Mahayana monk was actually crushed by Gan Ping together with the stored magic weapon!