Chapter 541 Refining Thunder

Yuan Ying rose up, and in an instant, it turned into bursts of fog. A virtual shadow similar to Zeng Qi appeared in the air, which was a sign of breaking through the realm to prove the yuan god. And in mid-air, I don't know when it was already dark clouds all over the sky, and the mountain rain was about to come. It was the Yuanshen Tianjie triggered by Zeng Qi's breakthrough in the realm. The immortals have experienced the heavenly disaster. Since the time of becoming a golden elixir, this heavenly disaster has been accompanied by the life of the immortals. If you don't concentrate on one layer, it will lead to a great disaster.

However, Gan Ping suddenly woke up and found the abnormal situation in the sky. He was not to be blamed. No monk was trembling like walking on thin ice all the way. Every time he broke through the realm, he was like facing a great enemy. However, whether Gan Ping broke through Yuanying or Yuanshen, there was no damage at all. The previous time, in the fairy palace of the water mansion, the Aolong above was born with thunder. The Aolong was born a mythical beast, and its body was extremely strong. Thousands of thunders hit it like itching. As for whether there were two more thunders, he didn't care too much.

When Gan Ping broke through the realm of Yuanshen, it was in that feudal world that the power of the lichs and the two clans joined hands to use the seal under the artifact Sun Melting Gold Furnace. How could the little thunder break in? If those monks who run to resist the thunder every day know about Gan Ping's experience, they will definitely be angry and bleed. It's really more popular than ordinary people. This sweet luck is really not comparable to ordinary people.

However, without experiencing the heavenly disaster, Gan Ping could not use the power of that day's thunder to refine his body and condense the soul. Although there is the yin and yang fire to refine his body, when Gan Ping finally passes the heavenly disaster, he will definitely not be able to withstand the first two heavenly disasters. However, this is all a later story. With the seal and the golden tripod of the sun in hand, Gan Ping was still a little sure to stop the disaster that day.

Zeng Qi just had an adventure not long ago and broke through the realm of Yuanying. Now, in a few days, she is going to go through the disaster again and hit the realm of Yuanshen. This made everyone who knew him in the distance couldn't help but blush and call Zeng Qi good luck. A purple thunder fell. Gan Ping looked at Zeng Qi, who just shook her body in tears, and was secretly relieved. It turned out to be a purple thunder, which was a slightly forward thunder in the thunder, but now it seems that Zeng Qi can still stop it.

The thunder of this disaster has excellent benefits for condensing itself. If it is not a last resort, the monks who protect the law will not take action to resist the thunder in place of those who have experienced the disaster. After all, if they can resist more in this thunderstorm, it will have greater benefits in the future. However, what worries Gan Ping is the cold rain not far away. The cold rain is just the cultivation of the middle level of the golden elixir. However, under the utility of this elixir and human Yuanjing, the cultivation has soared, pointing directly to the realm of Yuanying.

Now above his head, the disaster cloud has formed, and there is a tendency to erupt. Within a day, the two monks experienced the natural disaster, and the disciples who had not dispersed below couldn't help but be excited and nervous. After all, it was also a kind of experience for me to observe others and feel the pressure of the disaster. A golden bucket-like thunder suddenly appeared in the clouds and hit the cold rain head-on.

The terrible power made the people present can't help but stagnate. It turned out to be the demon thunder of Yuanying Puhua Town! Only then did everyone have the special smell of Mo Lingfeng's veins, and they couldn't help but change color. This Mo Lingfeng's skill is to control the beast. It is about sealing the strong monster in his body and refining himself with the power of the strong monster. This way of practice is quite jealous, and the thunder disaster he has experienced is like the monster experiencing thunder, which is extremely terrible. Every heavenly disaster is like a monster-shaped thunder, so it is extremely difficult for this monk from Mo Lingfeng to cultivate the industry.

As the eldest son of Mo Lingfeng, this cold rain, the natural stone sealed the powerful companion monster in his body. Now the day he broke through the realm of Yuanying, and it turned out to be the upper god Lei Yuanying Puhua Town Demon Thunder! This divine thunder is specially set up for those monsters that exist against the sky. How powerful the demon clan you are, you will die under this divine thunder. With the strong body of the demon clan, what is it like this, not to mention the fragile human body?

Under the strong thunder pressure, the cold rain's body made a click sound, and the seven orifices also flowed blood. Obviously, some of them couldn't stand the power of the thunder. The demon thunder finally hit the cold rain heavily. A roar like a monster came from the cold rain's mouth. A ferocious scales appeared in the body shining with thunder. Under the threat of thunder, the cold rain had to mention all his potential and abruptly integrated the monsters sealed in his body and reached half. The degree of demonization.

As if provoked, the demon thunder suddenly became furious, and in an instant, the thunder flew down again. Seeing that the posture was an endless attitude. Even if he is in line with his own monsters, some cold and rainy nights can only sell the power of thunder. In terms of his cultivation, he should have been nearly a hundred years to become a Yuanying. He should be fully prepared, and he has to wear away his own monster breath, so that he can be somewhat sure of crossing the disaster.

However, all this was advanced due to Ganping's reasons. Seeing that the cold rain could not support it, Gan Ping couldn't help shouting. I don't know when a three-legged round belly and a simple stove appeared in his palm. It was the sun melting gold furnace. The sun melting gold furnace was not eye-catching at first, but it opened with the wind and turned into a hundred feet of square circles in an instant. In the frightened eyes of the disciples, they actually swallowed the terrible cloud.

That's it... swallow it! Everyone looked at Gan Ping with a ghostly face. What kind of magic weapon is this? Isn't it too tough? That's a natural disaster. The disaster that has happened in Tiandao was swallowed up by this strange-like stove. To what extent is this Ganping's cultivation?

The sun melting gold furnace earned two laps in the air, rubbed the cloud in the direction of Zeng Qi twice, and fell reluctantly under the call of Gan Ping. Since Zeng Qi can resist the thunderstorm, she can't overdo it. After all, she believes that she has experienced the thunderstorm, which has many benefits.

Reaching out his hand and taking out a flashing golden bead from the small and exquisite gold melting furnace, and Gan Ping handed it to Leng Yu. Feeling the golden beads of the size of his finger, the cold rain couldn't help but be stunned. The palpitated breath on it made him stand on the spot. This is the thing transformed by the cloud, which is refined into a trace of thunder pills in my treasure furnace. Brother Leng, the road of your practice is extremely bumpy. If you swallow this thunder pill into your abdomen, you can refine the flesh and blood with the breath of thunder day and condense the soul. It can be regarded as experiencing thunderstorms every day..."

Looking at Gan Ping's careless face and speechless in the cold rain, this is a thunderbolt. In this way, he was refined into an elixir by Gan Ping, and he took it for granted. What is Gan Ping's cultivation now?

Seeing that Zeng Qi's thunder disaster also came to an end, Gan Ping nodded with satisfaction. He stretched out his hand and took out a group of things and threw it to Hua Wuyi. "Call to teach, I'll go there. This is a set of excellent array magic weapons, Lei Ze Shensha. The method of application is contained in it. You take it and put the array on Hualong Peak, so that there is no small People coveted me to turn into Longfeng!"

With that, Gan Ping snorted coldly and glanced at the audience. Then several magic weapons of the first grade, Xuan Bing, became fat and flew to Leng Yu, Zeng Qi and Hua Wuyi respectively. Gan Ping also had some of the best magic weapons, but with the cultivation of these people, the magic weapon to control the unique magic weapons is It's a little hard. Especially Zeng Qi, her cultivation is extremely fast. If there is a sharp weapon to take advantage of it, the road of practice is too smooth, but it is not a good thing.

Distribute the magic weapon and said to Hua Wuyi lightly, "These days, you are guarding Hualongfeng. You have suffered. I will write down this credit. I will reward you when I come back!" Since she is Gan Ping's maid, Gan Ping is not polite to her. She is cruel to outsiders Gan Ping, but she does her best for her own person, Gan Ping. These words make the young disciples can't help looking at Hua Wuyi with envy, hoping that they are also Gan Ping's maid.

I just saw Gan Pingtongtian's means, and immediately raised the two monks to one level of cultivation. How can they not be both envious and jealous? Without attention to the eyes of these people, Gan Ping said a few words to Zeng Qi and Leng Yu, so he hurried to Yin Xuanfeng. He couldn't let his uncle wait for too long.

And there was already a lot of hussces under Hualongfeng. Those disciples talked loudly one after another, and their excitement was full of words. This Brother Ganping is really powerful. He has such a means!" A loud disciple shouted, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the busy Hualong Peak, arranging the flowers and clothes under the Lei Ze Shensha one by one. Although this flower clothes are only Jin Dan's cultivation at present, who dares to underestimate her? Only Gan Ping is happy. The flower without clothes in the backhand can break through Yuanying and become a master of the powerful side. How can such an opportunity make these people not envious?

However, at this moment, Gan Ping did not know the words of these disciples and did not want to know what they said. The differences did not work together. The foreign monks bullied him to the door and swallowed his anger. This is no longer a matter of cultivation, but a matter of character. Gan Ping was too lazy to care about them. At present, he is standing in the elixir room in the depths of the fire hall. Above the burning eyes of the fire in front of him, there is an old man with his face and his eyes closed. It is boundless.

The boundless breath at present is weak, and a layer of light blue flame on the body is shrouded outside the body, and the firelight is looming. Standing beside Gan Ping, it was the real person who was not angry. Pinger, can you wake up your master with your elixir? Gan Ping narrowed his eyes and poked out a finger, as if he unconsciously passed through the bear flame and put it on the boundless vein door.

Suddenly, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and an elusive smile flashed from the corners of Gan Ping's mouth, "Poisonous gentian?"