Chapter 539 Dispute

The disciples of Miaocheng Sect have long been unable to see these mountain monks domineering in Miaocheng Sect and are arrogant. At present, they see Gan Ping so sarcastic Li Liefeng. Although they are afraid of Li Liefeng's revenge and dare not respond loudly, they all show a sad expression. His own sect, and outsiders are rampant every day, and he doesn't know what evil the mountain thunder has done. Gan Ping remembers that when he broke it into a deep pit, he was just on a whim and manipulated the body of Hualongfeng to throw a boulder. But in a blink of an eye, when he fought with the mountain, he didn't know what the deep pit was. It has been filled with large and small rubble, and the smell of thunder can't be felt at all.

With a shake of his hand, the giant snake transformed by Hualongfeng, which killed 36 monks, flew to Gan Ping's side in a moment, looking submissive. Shan Tao saw the blood stains on the top of the strange snake's head, full of the remaining blood of the Yuanying monks who were killed by him. He hated that the monks cultivated by his family's painstaking resources and strength actually died here, and even a trace of residual soul could not escape.

"Wing Fire Snake!" Shan Tao couldn't help squeezing these words out of his teeth and stared at the ferocious strange snake in front of him fiercely. Among the ancient demon clans, in addition to those mythical beasts that were born with birth and the bells of heaven and earth, there was also a group of fierce beasts. These 28-star fierce beasts are the most famous among them. The stars in the sky are named after the name of this fierce beast, which shows how strong these twenty-eight fierce beasts are.

I don't know when this Miaocheng Sect left such a winged fire snake that fell into death. Shan Tao does not believe that no one in this Miao Cheng Sect recognizes the fierce beast that turned into a mountain peak, but somehow, the monks of this Miaocheng Sect actually put this treasure here. How can he not think about it? Obviously, this fierce beast was about to end its life and fell into a deep sleep, trying to spend the most difficult time through the dormant power of its own snake, in order to wake itself up.

However, the mountain waves are not a good idea. When the cultivation reaches the realm of the yuan god, you can refine the second split. This is obviously a winged fire snake above the 16th level, with the blood of the ancient fierce beast, which is obviously the best material. Therefore, the mountain wave is signaling the mountain thunder to find an opportunity to refine the sleeping winged fire snake. But he didn't expect that it was just in time for Gan Ping to come back. He and others stole chickens and rice. Not only did they not refine the fierce beast, but they also lost soldiers. Thirty-six hard-cultivated Yuanying monks all lost their losses.

Gan Ping's yin and yang two fires are the truth of heaven and earth that contain the transformation of life and death. Once entanglement, it immediately evokes the vitality of this winged fire snake. Although I don't know how many years I have slept, my blood has just woken up, and my strength can't fully be shown, but it is not comparable to these little Yuanying monks.

He looked at Li Liefeng and others with a bad face faintly, and Gan Ping smiled, "Sir Li, is it a provocation to make trouble for a foreigner to refine the Taoist temple in our sect?" The tone is calm, and there is a lot of murder. As early as outside the mountain gate, Gan Ping had heard Zhou Xing talk about the recent major events in the door. He was worried about the safety of his master and had no leisure to entangled with them. In this way, the internal and external troubles should be solved together!

Although I don't know what the rest of the peaks think, they actually closed the door and made such a big thing. It was just some low-level disciples and Xu Yuefeng's Li family. However, Gan Ping can also slightly guess the thoughts of some of these people. Obviously, these people are watching. These walls must have seen that his master has been hit hard and it is difficult to support the overall situation, and they intend to lead under the banner of others.

However, it's a good idea for them to fight. Do you really think that the Li family can make some waves? Gan Ping didn't believe that the wit of his uncle Wu's anger and master Wu Yizi and others would not have a backhand, but the time has not come. In this case, let's start this turbulence by yourself!

"The younger generation is so rampant!" Shan Tao was furious. When he dominated the world, he didn't know where the boy was. Unexpectedly, he dared to challenge himself now. First, he hurt his nephew, and then he swept his face fiercely. He was furious. He said to Li Liefeng, "Senior Li, I didn't expect that there would be such rebellious disciples in your sect, bumping into the elders and bullying the guests. I'm going to clean up the door for you!"

Seeing that he provoked the fight between Shan Tao and Gan Ping, Li Liefeng couldn't help but be secretly happy and immediately said, "I hope the seniors will take action." He immediately retreated to the side and secretly calculated in his heart. At present, in the sect, Mo Congfeng and the boundless son do not know the life and death. The godless son tracked the murderer, and the voiceless female generation is not afraid. Now this has no anger and ignores affairs, and only suppresses the provocative thorns. Can this power fall into the hands of others?

"Hahaha, what a pair of embarrassed villains actually said so grandiose. Well, it's useless to say more. Since you think you have eaten me, then let's see the real chapter!" Since it was clear that the carriages and horses were going to be unfaithful to him, Gan Ping would not worry about it. He slapped his palm on the top of the winged snake's head, and he didn't know when a broad sword with a thunder and fire rune appeared in his palm.

"Fight formation, kill this ignorant boy!" With Li Liefeng's signal, Shan Tao's eyes were full of cold light, and the 72 Yuanying monks behind him turned into a formation and pressed down to Gan Ping.

"Sword spirit Lingxiao, break it for me!" Today's Huanshan Sword has been secretly integrated with Ganping Rongwei, and its quality has been improved to the ranks of the first grade. Naturally, this action is another atmosphere. The sparks all over the sky were scattered, and the red and white sparks the size of Duoduo palms immediately appeared in the air. Gan Ping's sword rushed to the sky, standing on the ferocious head of the winged fire snake, dodging or dodging, and stabbed far away at the momentum under the head!

Unexpectedly, it was a hard fight and forcibly broke through the suppression of this method. Such a formation made everyone's eyes jump. Such a fierce figure is really rare. Under the suppression of 72 Yuanying, he actually rose with a sword. How powerful the mind and what a strong strength it takes? If it were someone else, not to mention fighting angrily, even if there was no desire to escape, he would have been shocked by this terrible momentum for a long time.

In an instant, a sword rainbow across the sky suddenly flashed and cut it fiercely on the array. At this time, everyone remembered that Gan Ping couldn't help but become an unparalleled Dharma body, and he was also the personal disciple of Mo Congfeng, the first sword of the Miaocheng Sect. The existence of swordsmanship through the sky, Gan Ping tore the unique magic weapon with his body alone, making Everyone almost forgot his original identity.

"Good boy, eat my sword again!" Unexpectedly, Gan Ping's momentum rose higher and higher, and he almost defeated this array with just one sword. Shan Tao couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and couldn't help taking action. With his self-esteem and strength, he didn't believe that this little teenager could fight hard with him. Even if he just resisted himself, he believed that there must be some strange treasure in Gan Ping, otherwise he could not resist his sword spirit at all.

As soon as Shan Tao joined, the power of this array was different. Zeng Qi even cursed in the distance, and even Li Liefeng's threatening eyes did not pay attention to it. It's also the peak cultivation of Yuanying. I'm afraid of you? The old man's life has passed on the dog. After so many years of practice, he is still just the peak of Yuanying. Naturally, Zeng Qi will not pay attention to his threat.

Although this winged fire snake has not recovered all its strength, it collided left and right in this large array. With its powerful body and a pair of wings like excellent treasures, it forced these monks to retreat one after another. If it hadn't been for the blessing of the power of the array, it would have been smashed by this ancient fierce beast.

And Gan Ping has also fought with Shan Tao. Although Gan Ping's mana physical strength is extremely strong, Shan Tao is not easy to be with. He has been at the peak of Yuanshen for many years, and his control of power has reached a delicate state. Although Gan Ping's strength is overpowered, he can't do anything for the time being. He.

Seeing that this method is shrinking more and more, Gan Ping's heart is neutral and has a strong murderous intention. Well, since he killed the thirty-six, he doesn't care about adding these seventy-two. Since he offends people, he will be offended! Thinking of this, Gan Ping roared fiercely and rose into the air. The big bearded spiritual light in his hand was already in his hand. In an instant, the mind rolled up three drops of lamp oil, and the purple light Qingning divine oil immediately turned into a spark roaring down.

This is not only the divine oil refined by the ancient power, but also Gan Ping's successively advanced congenital Dou rate to silence Zhenyan. It is simply very powerful. Under the cover of a large number of sparks, it is time to cover the formation laid by Shan Tao and these 72 monks. Gan Ping just wants the divine fire to refine the Yuanying, and to live these lives. Refining!

Shan Tao only felt the endless flames coming, and in an instant, he wrapped himself and others heavily. The terrible heat gave him some warning signs in his heart. How can there be such a strong flame? Although I heard that this junior mastered a kind of divine fire, its power is far from the legendary Shenyan. If you want to deal with such monks, you will get a lot of discounts.

However, what he didn't expect is that Ganping's Shenyan is not what it used to be. Not to mention, if Ganping's yin and yang come out, at the urging of this purple light and Qingning divine oil, even the Mahayana monks are not impossible to refine.

When Gan Ping saw that the writer was wrapped in his own flame, he simply did not stop doing anything. He wanted to move his heart again and refine these lives, but there was a clear sound in the distance, "Ping'er, stop!"