Chapter 564 Fierce Fighting
Just one stick! The magic sky, which is comparable to the strength of the immortals, is broken, and life and death are unknown. If it hadn't been for the vitality of life, the soul must have been scattered and disappeared. The Juntian stick in Huoer's palm was re-casted by Ganping, which was even heavier. However, even so, it could not meet the power requirements of Huoer's changing state. In the meantime, the dead monkey rounded the stick and swung a stick on the waist of the magic sky. The extremely hard stick had been slightly bent under the drive of the huge force, which made Gan Ping I can't help but be speechless.
Looking at the angry fire that keeps straightening the stick with his claws and teeth, Gan Ping has a feeling of frustration. People are better than people, and no one is better than monkeys. He is so angry. It is also the cultivation of this big Luojin body. The strength of this fire with the blood of the ancient Hercules ape can be said to be soaring. At present, if Gan Ping does not use the sun gold melting furnace, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat it with these magic weapons alone.
The howling of the magic sky is still floating in the air, but Gan Ping did not want to let him go. The big sleeve shook, and the door of a huge space like a black hole opened. It was the art of the universe in the sleeve that Gan Ping practiced. Even if he was so hit so hard, he only gave this magic space enough time to recover as before. How could Gan Ping let go of the culprit for the abtion of Ma Linger?
If it hadn't been that I had been connected by the ancient witchcraft spell, and the Jiuxiao Magic Palace would have been running in the air all the time. Where would I find Ma Linger? Thinking that if it hadn't been for Ma Linger's great fortune and her great fortune, she would have been refined by this demon empt and become a slave who was not as good as death. Gan Ping was afraid of it, and he was even more deeply resentful about this demon empt.
However, the magic air is not a mediocre hand. Although there is no one to preside over the mountain protection array of Miao Chengzong, is he an ordinary person who can shuttle freely in it? It's just that his father broke the secret and shook his mind. In addition, Gan Ping and Huo'er joined hands to sneak attack before he was hit by a stick. Seeing that Gan Ping's big sleeves were swaying and he wanted to absorb himself in, the twisted body of the magic sky immediately kept twisting, making bursts of bones, and the broken bones grew again.
"Ah!" Mokong's face was twisted with pain, but it was still extremely fierce. His long claws immediately turned into the size of a hill and shot down to the top of Gan Ping's head. He believed that his father would not look on coldly. Sure enough, although he has bad thoughts about this son, at present, Mo Tianxing is not ambiguous. "Where did the younger generation come from? He is wild in my Jiuxiao Demon Palace!" Seeing that Gan Ping rescued Ma Linger, the demon Tianxing was also anxious. If the huge blood of this woman fell into his hands, if with his cultivation in time, he would definitely be able to live and refine, break through his own realm and break through to the realm of the most demon. At that time, his strength was comparable to that of the golden immortals. Who in the world could be defeated?
Tianxian Jinxian, although there is a difference of one word, his strength is indeed measured by thousands of miles. Gan Ping's Zhenyuan is so strong that he can easily kill the immortals, but when he meets Lin Dongfeng in the realm of the golden immortals, he still has to escape in confusion. This is no longer a competition at the level of power, but once Ganping breaks through, under the accumulation, he only breaks through the threshold of Mahayana, and the true power rolling like a river of the Yangtze River is transformed into the spirit of immortals, so the golden immortals are not a problem.
This demon Tianxing is already a half-step golden fairy. Coupled with the cultivation of the phantom demon real body, it can transform into three splits with the same strength as the ontology, with four times the combat power. Compared with the unrivaled golden immortals, what is missing is so many immortals. It's just a feeling. At present, this split is exactly one of his phantoms, and his strength is extremely strong. At present, the stars of heaven and earth are immediately stirred up. The immortals have been able to drive away the clouds and chase the moon. At present, the stars between heaven and earth are discolored, and endless force is pouring towards Ganping.
One force drops ten sessions. This demon Tianxing is obviously the idea. When his split comes, many magic treasures have not been brought with him. However, in his eyes, Gan Ping is just a hairy boy at the peak of the yuanshen. It is only by relying on the strange ape that is comparable to the fairy around him that he can hit the magic sky hard, but the strong blood power of this boy and the strange ape makes the demon sky salivate.
I don't know what skills this boy and the strange ape have practiced. It's so bloody that it's ridiculous. I'm afraid that the power of the two of them can catch up with half of the real dragon. What Mo Tianxing cultivates the real body of magic is what it lacks the power of blood. At this stage of cultivation, whether it is immortals or demons, there are tens of millions of heaven and earth qi in their breaths. In one thought, the aura of heaven and earth rolls in, and what is missing is the power of blood and the spirit of immortals.
The power of blood is the foundation of forging the body and tempering the foundation. If you just rely on your own strength to condense, I'm afraid you don't know how many treasures you need to eat, and refining endless days and nights is enough. Therefore, at this stage of cultivation, only plundering and refining can be refined. On this point, regardless of good and evil, all people are the same. Only by plundering, the weak and the strong food, and the survival of the fittest, can build high pyramids. Only the king can laugh at the top of the tower.
"Looking for death!" Gan Ping snorted coldly. The suffering of Ling'er also had a part of the magic sky, "Is it dangerous for you, Jiuxiao Magic Palace? I will destroy your split first, and then go to live and refine your Jiuxiao Magic Palace, and turn your accumulation over the years into my strength. Presumably, I can break through the realm of Mahayana in one fell swoop!" Gan Ping's savings are too strong. If he wants to break through, it is impossible without thousands of years if he relies on honest accumulation alone. However, what Gan Ping lacks the most at present is time.
In an instant, the blood god knife turned into a practice knife light and roared, entangling the demon sky. Ten thousand magic blood, cut it down for me!" This magic blood knife is the supreme weapon to restrain the extraterritorial demons, and it is also the support for Gan Ping to go to the Jiuxiao Demon Palace alone. Heavenly magic turns into blood, refining is tangible, and extraterritorial magic is invisible and qualitative. However, when it encounters the magic blood god knife, it is touching the nemesis. For this gloomy heavenly demon, whether it is Ganping's Tianmohua Blood God Knife or the innate Dou rate of Silence Zhenyan, it has a very strong production use for it.
"Ah, what is this?" Seeing that the knife light drew mysterious traces in the air, Mo Tianxing only felt that his split power was constantly weakening. On the terrible knife body, there was a feeling of sucking and swallowing, which made Mo Tianxing couldn't help but be shocked. At his age, he has also seen the power of the Buddha treasure. The Buddha treasure that restrains the demon clan is just suppressing and defeating the heavenly demons, but he has never seen such devoured like a beast.
A shuddering feeling from the depths of the soul is full of the whole body of Mokong and Mo Tianxing. Although this blood-chemical knife is not powerful at present, the restraint power of that day makes all the demons give it the head. Just like an ordinary person, in the face of a terrible cannibal monster, this demon Tianxing also found his fear.
"Damn it, I'm a demon sky across the extraterritorial starry sky. Even I went in and out of the mainland that day. No one can help me. I don't believe that such a small mysterious soldier wants to hurt me!" With a roar, the figure of the demon sky suddenly soared. In an instant, dozens of small planets exploded beside him. Unexpectedly, they were forced to crack under the pressure.
The good-hearted old demon was so fierce that he didn't have to flash the blood knife in the face of this peerless nemesis. He didn't have to flash. He grabbed it with a strange cry. He has seen the strangeness of the magic blood knife, and even saw that the power of the magic knife is weak. Unexpectedly, he wants to rely on his strong strength to suffer a little trauma and suppress the nemesis.
How could Gan Ping do as he wanted? His right palm suddenly raised it, turned into a giant hand the size of a star, and slapped the magic sky that he wanted to rush into the void. This magic air is also dizzy. It has endless magic secrets that have never been used. Unexpectedly, it competes with the two freaks, Gan Ping and Huoer, which really doesn't matter. With this palm, he slapped the empty head into his neck, and his whole body turned into a dirty black qi and flesh.
Under one piece, he almost returned himself to his original form and turned it into the original form of the devil, and tightened it when he made the devil's hollow heart neutral. "The secret method of the devil, flesh and blood are derived, protect the heart and god!" He tried his best to support his hands and resist the power of Gan Ping. The extraterritorial demon is invisible andzhi. However, once the entity is condensed, it is indestructible. However, this hard shell is also the biggest weakness of the demon. If it is broken by a blow, there will be no defensive demon body at all, and it will not be able to resist the attack of magic.
At present, this magic sky is the method of deriving from flesh and blood, reversing the demon's body and intending to recast the body. As the second character of Jiuxiao Magic Palace, the eldest son of Mo Tianxing, his strength is also earth-shaking and cannot be underestimated. Putting it in the lower world is also a master who can destroy a sect with his backhand, but it's a pity that I met Gan Ping, a freak today. Still want to struggle? Break it for me!"
Gan Ping shouted fiercely, and his fingertips suddenly showed a ray of five-colored light, pointing to the rolling flesh and blood in front of him, which was the five elements of annihilation! This divine light is a ray of divine light at the time of innate chaotic differentiation of the five elements, which can penetrate and destroy everything. The ancient mythical beast peacock relies on it to run rampant in the flood. It can be called the first person under the ancestor of combat power. Can this magic air resist it?
This divine light immediately pierced the body of the demon sky, with a sad howl, and shot at the demon sky fighting with the blood sword in the distance. The meaning of Gan Ping is not in this magic space! Instead, it is to break the supreme demon body and create an opportunity for the magic blood sword!
However, this blow on the way also greatly damaged the vitality of the magic air. If Gan Ping had not condensed this divine light into a wisp, and there was no intention to kill him, he would have been scattered, and his spirit was shattered by this divine light and turned into a demon gas. However, this is also his sadness. In the hands of Gan Ping, life and death are no longer up to him. The huge mass of flesh and blood is still rolling, but in the center, a bucket of water penetrates the wound but can't heal. No matter how the flesh and blood rolls, it is difficult to cover the wound. It is the power of the five elements annihilation of the divine light and the strange power of the law that prevents his animal from healing.
Even the space time has been pierced, how can it heal? Gan Ping smiled coldly, but the Juntian stick in the palm of the fire beside him turned around. At that time, it was inserted through the wound from the flesh and blood transformed by the magic sky. At that time, the magic air became a string of sugar-coated haws in the monkey's palm. Huoer excitedly held the strange sugar-coated haws and smashed at the thunderous starry sky beside it, bringing bursts of sadness. Shout! At this time, the divine light has also reached the palm of the devil's sky.