Chapter 556 Divine Robbery

The golden thunder bombardment of golden yellow mixed with silk and purple thunder and smashed heavily on the doomsday array. It's ridiculous. If it hadn't been for Lin Mingrui's desire to use the power of this big array to strangle Gan Ping, with the magic of this big array, he could dodge the thunder and let the thunder be unimpeded. Unfortunately, at this moment, Gan Ping's breath has been entangled with this doomsday array. The power of this array is locking in Gan Ping's breath to prevent him from stepping out of the void and leaving the array.

Looking at the terrible thunder outside the array with a pale face, Lin Mingrui's face was pale, and he almost spewed fire in his eyes. Originally, he wanted to hang Gan Ping with this big array, but he didn't expect to be tricked by this boy. The Miaocheng Sect, who originally wanted to stop Lin Mingrui, also stopped one after another and watched carefully the changes outside the array.

"I, Gan Ping, never do business at a loss!" Gan Ping roared, and the magic blood knife in his palm flashed, and another ruler also appeared in the palm of his hand. The stars fell all over the sky, and the day and night changed. Countless lights of numerology stars appeared in Gan Ping's eyes. Want to stop this array? It's a pity that it's too late!" Gan Ping spewed out a mouthful of blood, but he smiled happily. Just now, he had connected the breath of his fate line to this big array. At present, in the eyes of this thunderstorm, this doomsday array is his body, and the people who crossed the disaster are under his protection!

As if angry, the clouds in the sky were churning endlessly. The heavy pressure oppressed the doomsday array was out of Lin Mingrui's control, and the power of the spiritual vein was automatically adjusted and expanded. This threat from the outside world makes this large array operate autonomously. No matter how Lin Mingrui manipulates it, it is difficult to regain control again. With Lin Mingrui's cultivation, the control of this large array laid in ancient times is extremely reluctant. Usually, most of them rely on this array to operate independently. Now the pressure has suddenly increased, and this large array has immediately started to operate.

The dim yellow light emerges from this array, which is the color of the sunset and the afterglow, which represents the arrival of the doomsday, the fall of the flood and famine, and the end of the years! This is also the final meaning of this doomsday flood and famine array, ending everything and extermination. In ancient times, this doomsday flood and famine array was also an extremely famous fierce array. At present, although no one can fully launch this array, under the independent operation, the flowers and trees on the Hidden Dragon Peak declined at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the coming of autumn. It was the performance of this array desperately absorbing spiritual veins.

"It turned out to be a doomsday battle!" That night, the corners of his eyes jumped and stood in the chaotic and violent space. He was shocked. Gan Ping's heart moved. This night with a knife was born in the ancient sword cultivation family inherited from the feudal world. It can be said that it is the oldest inheritance among the ancient relics in the feudal world. This doomsday array was originally the formation left by the ancient Honghuang. Could it remind him of something? However, the next words of the night knife surprised him!

"Wind Forest Volcano! Do these four families still exist in the world? It's true that no tiger monkey in the mountains is called the king, and the shrimps in those years have now become the climate!" The night with a knife hummed coldly, and his face was full of disdain. He leisurely glanced at the thunder that kept bombarding the doomsday and explained to Gan Ping: "This Fenglin volcano, among the human race in the flood and wasteland in those years, is just a shrimp-like small role. At that time, a deacon came out of my Ye family could destroy them. The door, later, was changed greatly. The elite of my Ye family and other human families were all plotted to be sealed in that feudal world. Obviously, these four families took advantage of the situation..."

He said, but he sneered, "What's that? The two tribes of lich have been destroyed, and these four families have not dominated the whole world until now. It can be seen how useless these four families are, and their bloodline is really not pure enough. If any family such as you and I had existed, we would have dominated the world long ago!"

Gan Ping didn't expect that there would be such a hardship in it. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows. It seems that there are a lot of stories to dig. However, it is not the time for gossip at this moment. Gan Ping can only hold down his strong curiosity and whispered, "Shou Sheng, hold Yuan Shouyi, refine your cultivation, and resist the disaster!" It seems that this doomsday array is still very tough. It seems that I should add another fire to him!"

Saying that the heavenly magic blood knife in Ganping's palm had been sacrificed, and a cyan streamer flew out of Ganping's cuffs. It was the wooden fairy armor. With the growth of Gan Ping's cultivation, the power of the magic blood knife has gradually failed to meet his needs. After all, it has been shackled by the body. Although the blade of the life revolution is sharp, it is different from the magic weapon. It can depict tens of millions of runes, which also limits the power of the magic blood sword. At present, Gan Ping is about to refine this fairy armor and integrate it into the body of the magic blood sword.

Under Ganping's peerless divine fire, the fairy armor quickly dissolved and turned into a ball of spiritual liquid, and the spirit struggling in it is now howling loudly and begging for mercy, but Gan Ping is not moved by it. The blood god knife suddenly trembled, and the light flowed. In the flame, a trace of incomparable brilliance jumped out. The brilliance was translucent, constantly twisting and struggling. It was the spirit in this fairy armor. Now, under the power of the magic blood knife, he dares to curse and roar loudly, and keeps whining and trembling. Obviously, he is extremely shocked.

The blade of the blood god trembled, and the weapon spirit of the wooden fairy armor was torn into pieces by the sharp knife gas and swallowed by the blood god knife. This wisp of blood-red knife circled and danced happily, obviously very happy. Devouring is the fastest way to grow the spirit. Gan Ping skillfully peeled down the fairy law on the fairy armor. For example, the existence of such a fairy weapon level is no longer the rune array, but the power of the fairy law.

"What?" Yu Ion, who was meditated cross-legged, lit up in his eyes. Looking at the flowing clouds and flowing water, he couldn't help showing doubtful eyes. Lord, the technique of refining is quite a trick of the ancient Taoist ancestors to melt heaven and earth. It should not be underestimated!" The seal in Gan Ping's palm was pinched, and tens of thousands of runes were mixed with the leading rules, wrapped in a drop of spiritual liquid made by wooden fairy armor wrapped around the body of the magic blood knife that day. It is precisely from the Taiyi Pure Yang Heart Sutra, the art of refining the magic blood knife, and the refining skill under the Kyushu space saint.

In fact, this kind of refining skill is no longer a pure refining skill, but mixed with the secret skill of the great magic power cultivation itself. However, at present, Gan Ping has tried to create a new thing by integrating this secret art with the refining skill he practiced. After all, this Tianfu mainland is not Kyushu space, and the laws of heaven and earth are not endless. It's the same. If you are poor, you will change. Of course, Gan Ping is not that pedantic person.

It's just that the refinery method he used is still being explored. It's just to pinch the two together stiffly, and the operation is also quite astringent, especially the fairy law. Gan Ping is not very familiar with it, so it is quite difficult. However, this method has shown some clues, and the magnificent atmosphere immediately appeared.

"Your Majesty, you are really worthy of the beauty of the emperor. Anyway, I hope this Tianhua melting technique can help the Lord!" With that, the inspiration flashed in his heart, and a fist-sized idea flashed, and immediately floated out. Inside this idea, the light shone, and the breath of sky fire came out, and countless Taos felt that they were flowing endlessly, exuding extremely profound ideas.

This Yu ion is really worthy of being cultivated to the top. Even if Gan Ping uses the fire of resentment to refine his huge and terrible consciousness, the idea of forming talent is just the size of the head, and this idea of Yu ion is actually the size of a fist. Thanks to Gan Ping's control of this innate artifact, the solar melting furnace, otherwise it would be impossible to control such a character.

As the idea melted into the flame in front of the Gan plane, tens of thousands of legal messages penetrated from Gan Ping's eyebrows. Gan Ping's body shook, and immediately rose up the breath of the road. With this doomsday array as a substitute ghost, the four people such as Yu Ion are also leisurely. As long as this array does not break, the thunderstorm can't fall on the body at all. The thunder outside has condensed into a strong thunder pulp. Lin Mingrui no longer dares to talk about his divine consciousness and enters this array again. He is afraid that the terrible power of thunder will shock him, so he can only let this array stop him.

Everyone on the stage couldn't help looking at the Miaocheng Sect on the other side fiercely. Obviously, they hated this group of people. Shouyin Zhenren still looked tired and lazy. He drank by himself with a wine glass, and his face was full of freedom. This little disciple Sun is really cruel enough to live and destroy other people's **. This doomsday wilderness is the foundation of this hidden dragon peak. If it is really destroyed under this thunderstorm, it will be a great pleasure!" Shouyin's face was full of gloating, but he was also wondering what Gan Ping had done to lead to such a huge thunderstorm.

At this moment, Gan Ping is trying to understand the Tianhua melting technique transmitted by this Yu ion. He has just integrated the refining method of the magic blood knife with his own refining skill, which is indeed extremely reluctant. With the divine inflammation and strong thinking power under its control, it is abruptly supported. However, as soon as Tianhua smelting entered the sea of knowledge, it seemed to open a brand-new door to him.

This Tianhua smelting technique is the method of the top refinery handed down from ancient times by the monks in the feudal world. It is somewhat similar to the method of smelting the blood god knife. It is not only the refinery, but also has the effect of condensing the mind and enhancing cultivation. In ancient times, the reason why human monks could occupy a place in the era of lichs, this method of refining magic weapons is indispensable. Human monks have been the most good at refining magic weapons and using magic weapons since ancient times, and this Tianhua melting technique is the method of heart refining that has been lost in the outside world. Gan Ping didn't expect that his master Mo Lianfeng's unforgettable heart refining method actually existed in this feudal world.

The last breath of vitality spewed out and sprinkled on the body of the magic blood knife that day. The knife light shined, and the magic knife immediately buzzed and shined in the sky. The witchcraft mixed with the ancient witch ancestor has refined a fairy weapon into it. It has been refined by Gan Ping with many methods and the innate god. This magic knife has been reborn and has risen to a higher level. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon were lightless. The bombarded clouds screamed and groaned, and were shattered by the rolling pressure and dissipated.

Unexpectedly, the calamity that this monks feared most dissipated so easily. Everyone was stunned. A more terrible cloud was formed over Yinlong Peak. Under the circulation, an eye of thunder was formed. The light of the doomsday sky shone, but it still made a broken sound. Gan Ping sneered at the corners of his mouth, and this divine disaster came again!