The Legend of Heaven

Chapter 553 The Fire of Resentment

The people of these four families set a big trap for the people of Miaochengzong. They estimated everything, but forgot one of the most important factors, Gan Ping's own real strength. In their opinion, Gan Ping had just entered Yuanying long before he entered the heroic tomb. Now, even if he does not die in a big disaster, he will retreat when he returns from that dangerous place. But what they didn't expect is that the little pawn that is not worth mentioning in their eyes has become the key to today's turnaround!

Huo Zhengxian couldn't help but turn pale and suddenly stood up, but was blocked by the breath of Shouyin Zhenren. "Brother Huo, I'm willing to bet and lose. In front of so many fellow practitioners, are you going to go back on your head?" Huo Zhengxian's eyes flashed, and he was obviously calculating the gains and losses. He smiled and said, "Would you like to gamble and lose? I'm afraid that the children of my hermit are not so easy to lose, right? With that, he turned back to his seat and picked up the fairy tea beside him, but his eyes looked at the field.

Gan Ping cut down with a knife, and even the unrivaled immortal armor could not be stopped. The body of this blood god knife was originally the treasure of the ancient witch clan. It was the sharpest existence between heaven and earth. With the power of the law from another space on the knife body, it broke through the defense of the fairy armor and cut off Lin Xing's arm. The arm that fell to the ground immediately withered and changed color, and instantly turned into flying ash. Where the arm was broken, the power of the broken law was constantly eroding Lin Xing's body.

"Ah--" Lin Xing's eyes were red, and he was about to spit out fire. Originally, he felt that he was a little uneasy when he thought that he robbed people's chess pieces and was designed for him, but now he couldn't care much. As soon as he touched it in his arms, a blood-red elixir appeared in his palm.

"Elixir for changing your life against the sky?" Gan Ping's eyes shrank, and his heart was slightly awe-in. It turned out to be such a fairy elixir! The sky is ups and downs, and you change your life against the sky! The life of a monk is a life of going against the sky and changing his life against the sky. However, I don't know how many amazing people have fallen in front of the last disaster. And this elixir of changing life against the sky is one of the few elixirs handed down from the fairy world. It is to change life against the sky and challenge fate. It is to burn all the vitality and potential and stimulate the greatest power.

With the observation of this life-saving elixir, the flame of the bear immediately rose on Lin Xing's body, and the power of the law left by the blood sword in his wound was actually curbed and retreated. He changed his life against the sky. He really changed his life against the sky. His breath rose step by step, and in an instant, he broke through the middle level of the Yuanshen and advanced to the high level of the Yuanshen. This is not an increase in cultivation under the blessing of the fairy armor, but burning his own potential in exchange for his own real strength!

In an instant, Lin Xing's breath still climbed to the peak of the yuan god, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. As his momentum rose, there was a powerful force behind him. Gan Ping knew without looking back. It must be that the fire was also swallowing the elixir of life. This is going to be desperate. The two tried their best to cut Gan Ping down here. The Bixin below covered his mouth nervously. A pair of big eyes were full of tears, and they looked at the three people in the field motionlessly.

" Change your life against the sky? Humph!" Gan Ping raised his long knife and rolled up the awe-y knife light. His eyes were full of smirth. The strong wind curled up his hair, which added countless power. I'm going to kill you today, and no one can save you! Even if I swallow more life-saving elixir, it will be in vain. I will kill you two in front of this crowd and my beloved woman, and let you know what irresistible is!"

The domineering words resounded throughout the Hidden Dragon Peak, and everyone looked forward to it and watched the shocking war. At present, the stage is already in a mess. The original festive red ground is now full of signs of failure. This high platform paved by meteorite stone is actually broken inch by inch under the struggle of the three people. Only the prohibition laid by the fire immortal and the two sword immortals together still exists.

Never die! Obviously, both sides have fallen into such a situation, which is exactly what Gan Ping expected. With the true magic power of the whole body and the life expectancy of the soul, Lin Xing's momentum has broken through a critical point. Now his strength is faintly comparable to that of the Mahayana junior monks. His eyes were red, and the wooden stick in his palm turned into a streamer, attacking Ganping's chest. With his movements, the fire behind him was also moving, and the two short ges were like dragons, hitting Ganping from behind.

Two Mahayana masters, dressed in fairy armor, join hands to kill! It's like a meteor falling to the ground, like a dragon attacking, like a galaxy rolling upside down! What kind of words can't describe the joint attack of the two people at present. The vast momentum and shining light immediately burst out. This blow, the trade economy does not belong to the human world. This joint blow is simply comparable to the peak of the immortals. Even if the fire immortals personally take action, it is nothing more than that.

"The moths are on fire!" A loud shout sounded from the light, which gave a shocking blow like a meteor falling in everyone's eyes, but he couldn't be reconciled! A simple tripod above the head rotates endlessly. It is the inner tripod of the sun's melting gold furnace, and ten thousand swords swallows the heavenly tripod! What about the fairy sword? This ten thousand swords swallowing the heavenly tripod is an artifact! Although it has not recovered as before, and the law of the inner road is missing, after all, the artifact is an artifact, and it is not ordinary that one or two people wearing fairy armor can break.

"That's all!" Gan Ping stood in the air like the birth of a fire god. Tens of millions of flames were like ministers surrounding the emperor. He jumped happily around him. Many of them were even touched by Gan Ping's breath and slowly transformed into shape. Under the eyelids of everyone, they turned into wisps of strange flames. Gan Ping's savings are really too rich. It is far more than ten times the true mana of ordinary people, and with the magnification of the spring water and jade pot, today's Gan Ping is like an unfathomable abyss, which is difficult to figure out.

However, it is also this point that makes it difficult for him to advance in the future, and when the thunderstorm comes, it is even more terrible. However, this is all about to be considered in the future. Gan Ping's body flew by and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xing's body, with a heavy slap. It's better to break one finger than to hurt the enemy's ten fingers! Gan Ping has gone through all kinds of bloody winds. How can he not understand this truth? Therefore, he recognized Lin Xing and now kills the young master of Yinlongfeng!

A sour sound of gold and iron distortion suddenly sounded. The fairy armor on Lin Xing's body was almost broken by Gan Ping's palm. The huge palm print appeared on the chest. The breath of the fairy armor was already broken and scattered, and there was a tendency to break down under Gan Ping's palm. The heat Qiqi took a cold breath. This Gan Ping was really fierce and a little too boundless. Under the attack of these two masters, he actually hit Lin Xing hard.

The blood fog sprayed all over the sky, and Lin Xing sprinkled blood stains all the way, hitting heavily on the forbidden barrier. The fire behind Gan Ping almost spewed fire in his eyes until Lin Xing was seriously injured. He had never touched a hair of Gan Ping. The strength of Gan Ping was like a fairy, and his movements were like ghosts. The fire was simply more and more frightened in the Vietnam War. Where did such a freak come from?

With a roar, the fire was about to attack again, but Gan Ping, who had been turning his back to him, turned his head fiercely. Now Lin Xing is seriously injured, and it's his turn! Huo was shocked, and there were warning signs in his heart. In shock, his body hurriedly retreated! However, it was too late. A big hand that seemed to cover the dome was fiercely grasped. The terrible force made the fire have an illusion, feeling that the whole Yinlong Peak was lifted and weighed heavily on himself by Gan Ping.

"Ah--" After all, he is an outstanding figure in the four families. The fire saw that there was no retreat. He immediately began to be desperate and raised his arms suddenly, "With my soul, I will pay tribute to the devil!" Sacrifice my fate with my flesh and blood!" The simple and desolate song sounded, and the momentum of Huo Zheng's body soared again. If the damage caused by the god-to-life elixir can make up for the body, this flesh and blood soul sacrifice method is really harmful to the source.

Gan Ping only felt that his palm shook, and a force that could not be stopped bulged, shaking Gan Ping's big hand away! At the same time, the fusion of all kinds of pale and simple songs also sounded from behind him at the same time. It was Lin Xing who woke up and sacrificed his whole body to the unknowable existence in the western sky, just like this fire, in exchange for powerful power.

This is the heritage of the ancient family. There are many ways to determine the immortals one after another. If it were another person, he would have died in front of them for a long time. Obviously, the two have abandoned everything. Even if they try their full potential and it is difficult to enter reincarnation, they will kill Gan Ping on the spot! Such a force makes the real person of Shouyin can't help but look sideways. With his cultivation, he is standing on the field. There is no other way but to desperately break through the space barrier and escape. Can this Ganping survive?

Light, strong wind, power, Taoist rhyme! The space on the stage has been chaotic, and the violent vitality is formed in mid-air. Even if it is as strong as Gan Ping, it can't help warning in his heart. Such a force no longer belongs to the human world, and such a force is already the limit that the human world can accommodate. In the face of such power, everything is in vain, and everything will be destroyed.

"Gan Ping, do you really think you can fight against us? Now let you see our strongest power, the wrath of the sky!" Lin Xing's beautiful face at present has been distorted. He slapped heavily on the back of the fire, and all the true mana on his body were sent into the bodies of the two people like the Yangtze River. Lin Xing himself belongs to wood, and fire can produce wood. The fire is being stimulated by his Zhenyuan, and it immediately bursts out. A dark red light swept out and stabbed the sweet eyebrows.

This wisp of fire light does not belong to any kind of fire in heaven and earth, but comes from the ancient stars. When the last world was destroyed, the remaining resentful fire does not enter the five elements. After the catalysis of people's hearts, it is even more vicious. Even if Gan Ping is the body of the fire spirit, it is difficult to refine it with the innate fire! In an instant, the stars in the sky threw dark red like blood, like blood and tears from thousands of eyes, mixed with resentment for everything in the world, swept towards Gan Ping!

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said that he was very sad. He was scolded in the book review. He was very depressed and depressed, but I will take this as an inspiration and try my best to type words. Don't worry, Gan Ping will not be so gentle in the future. This fire will definitely be miserable with Lin Xing, and the fire immortal will also be refined in the future. I'm a spoiler, a tragedy, and I'm going to be scolded again...