Chapter 645 Anger

The town's foot, with a weight of 2.4 million stones and the power of half a dragon, is a world-class fairy treasure with weight. How can the Yuanshen monk in Mo Congfeng District compete with the power of this world-class fairy treasure? The town ruler fell head-on, and immediately flew the flesh and blood of Mo Congfeng, turning into a blood mist. A round of golden and bright genshen rose up, which was Mo Congfeng's gen deity. It's a pity that the one-year-old fairy couple praised by everyone in Miaochengzong fell into such an end in an instant!

However, Mo Congfeng, who lost his body and turned into a yuan god, still did not need to flash. Even if the fairy treasure behind him was still chasing unremittingly, the yuan god instantly disappeared into the bladeless sword, turned into a mountain-like sword light, and ran to the toneless yuan god below. Several sword lights below are about to fall on the Wuyin Yuanshen. Mo Shufeng would rather fight for the yuanshen to be severely damaged, and he should use the soul to fight the sword to resist this disaster for his beloved!

An elegy for the rise of love, and this is the song! With the soul into the sword, it is no longer difficult to turn around. It can only exist in the world in the form of sword spirit, even if it can't be turned into a scattered immortal. This world-class sword practice, a world-class master who can live for thousands of years, still made a choice without hesitation in order to have no sound!

The sword light shining in the sky roared down, and the strong wind and shrills, just like Mo Jingfeng's call for his lover. Whether it is a world-class immortal soldier or a fierce flame behind him, he should still move forward bravely without hesitation!

Gan Ping drove the Kunpeng treasure ship and forcibly tore the space. He could appear outside the large array of the mountains of the two worlds. What he could see was a heartbreaking scene in front of him. Wuyin was attacked from behind, and the formation was broken, and it was in danger. Mo Congfeng's body was broken with his soul and sword. He gave up all his hopes, all happened in the lightning and stones. Gan Ping, who had just tore the space, was still not stable. It was simply beyond the length of the whip, and he could only roar with his eyes.

Ma Linger also looked at the scene that happened in the distance in horror. She suddenly felt warm on her face. She turned her head and saw Gan Ping beside her, the corners of her eyes cracked, and a drop of hot blood was splashing on her face.

In an instant, the Kunpeng treasure ship under him had turned into a virtual shadow, and several runes were played out. The mountain protection array of the two boundary mountains separated a gap and gave the treasure ship in. The blood-enhanting sword is located on the bow of the ship, blooming with dazzling brilliance. The sharpness refers to the majestic Zhenshan ruler!

What about fairy weapons? I'll tell you to die! Countless thunder lights shine, but I saw Ma Linger's hands waving repeatedly, the nine-day jade night god thunder, the crazy god thunder, the chaotic moon god thunder, and countless top thunder roared down. Ma Linger's face was pale, and she had exceeded her limit by applying these thunder methods. Below is her teacher. Except for the people closest to her parents, how can she not be anxious?

There was a loud bang, and even the Yulong Mountain, which was hundreds of miles away, could be heard clearly, and the endless waves swept around with a rumbling sound. All the monks present couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and looked painful. Obviously, the bombardment of unique treasure weapons and fairy weapons is obviously not something that these practitioners can compete with.

The immortal who released the town's foot in the distance, and his face was pale. Although the town's foot was much higher than that of this Kunpeng treasure ship, under the blessing of the magic blood god knife, winning the fish wings and the innate Dou rate of silence and destroying Zhenyan on that day, the Kunpeng treasure ship has already fought with it. What's more, Gan Ping has now combined his body with him, and the power of the dragon was all exerted on this fairy weapon in an instant.

The creaking sound came, and the cracks were already exposed by this heavy blow. I don't know whether to live or die!" Gan Ping roared ferociously, and the flying swords below had been heavily cut down on the flying sword transformed by Mo Congfeng. If it hadn't been for this bladeless sword, the terrible roaring sword spirit would have already cut down the soundless and defenseless yuan god.

The five fires and seven bird fans in the palm of the hand were already in his hand. Under the flow of Zhenyuan, thousands of Taihao Xuanyan god needles immediately roared out. Several Yuanshen monks who were in the rush were immediately pierced through the chest. Under the penetration of this terrible magic power, even the Yuanshen could not escape at all and were killed on the spot. And the Mo Congfeng and the toneless Yuanshen below have long been dimmed to the extreme, and it is almost possible to disperse at any time.

He took a picture of the two yuan gods and immediately carved a heavy array to protect them. Before Gan Ping could take action, a figure jumped out behind him. The figure was red all over, and the storm rose nearly ten thousand feet. A pair of hairy big feet stepped down. Those disciples with low cultivation were trampled down by this corner, and hundreds of people died in an instant.

Angry eyes and teeth, the fierce light shines, which is the fire that turns into the body of a mythical beast. For Huoer, this Mo Convergence is one of his closest relatives. At present, Mo Convergence is suffering from this great difficulty. He immediately annoyed the little guy and showed the magic power of the world. He waved the Juntian stick with millions of stones, screamed like thunder in his mouth, and shot down the Zhenshan ruler that had been cracked.

Although it is not the level of fairy weapon, this Juntian stick is the hardest evil gold lock refined by Ganping, and it is depicted with the destruction array of the self-made blood god knife. Coupled with the weight of this terrible giant stick, it is a real weapon! The angry fire immediately spread out, revealing a rogue face. The Juntian stick in the palm turned into a rolling shadow all over the sky, and in an instant, it smashed more than a thousand on the foot of the town.

Is it possible to rely on the power of fairy weapons to do whatever you want? Smash your fairy weapon first and harvest your name! A ferocious and cold smile appeared on the corners of Gan Ping's mouth, "In that case, you can all bury me!" The cold words drifted away with the wind. When the Miao Chengzong monks behind Gan Ping heard the cold meaning contained in the words, they all had a cold war.

"Yin and yang disillusionment, reincarnation of life and death! The way of heaven works, hang everything! Today, let you know the power of this yin and yang disillusionment array. In one thought, life and death of yin and yang!" He raised his hand and hit a red flame. Under the flame, the water mist rose on the mountains of the two worlds. What about the true water? Can it be stronger than my innate god? The three immortals joined hands to exert the array of Wuwang Zhenshui, which was painstakingly laid, and was immediately burned by this terrible divine fire.

On the dark clouds in mid-air, the three immortal masters immediately screamed, and the clouds under their feet also burst. The power of this array of counterattacks actually turned a master's arm into invisible. Is there such a divine fire? Why didn't anyone report it to me?" The three of them were shocked and angry, and couldn't help gritting their teeth and looking down.

Spirit water and fire are born to overcome each other. Although this Wuwang true water can restrain the non-relenting Nanming Lihuo, it can only be defeated when it meets Gan Ping's innate Dou rate to silence Zhenyan. As this Wuwang true water was forced to disperse by Gan Ping, the large array on the mountains of the two worlds, the time shines and kills to the sky!

Lei Wanming, who had been sneaking at the soundless attack, was still complacent, but he didn't expect such a change in an instant. He was immediately shocked and wanted to escape back, but he didn't want to be surrounded by everyone. A transparent flying sword, which is several feet long but only has a thin thumb, fell from the head. It immediately entered through the top door and stringed the Yuanshen monk into a sugar gourd.

Refining the true sword! Everyone was shocked and looked at Gan Ping, who presided over the formation in the distance. Between them, Gan Ping's face was full of indifference, and he couldn't help but feel sad. I was still angry with this thunderous behavior, but now I can only be sad for it. Unexpectedly, Mo Lianfeng passed on this taboo swordsmanship to Ganping. This Lei Wanming should be reported. He was refined into the soul and blood by this truth sword. After thousands of years of pain, it is rare to find peace in the world!

Unless the person who casts the spell let go and let his soul fly to ashes and annihilate, it will be difficult to find death. This kind of pain is difficult to describe one in ten thousand words. Tears flashed in Gan Pinghu's eyes, but his hand did not stop. Ninety-eighty-one nine-in-one spiritual spirit came out, and the formation of these two mountains immediately changed.

The master is afraid of hurting the sky and dares not use this taboo method, so let me do it! Facing the two ends of these rats, the scattered practitioners who once sheltered under the command of Miao Chengzong, but now turn against each other, Gan Ping's heart is full of murder, which immediately triggered this disillusionment.

In terms of power, this yin and yang disillusionment array is not a star or a little stronger than the spectrophotochemical shadow sword array just now. However, being hanged in this array is really annihilated, and there is no possibility of reincarnation, which is also the reason why Mo Nengfeng has refused to launch this array for a long time. It was also the kindness of this thought that almost killed two people. It can be seen that good people can't do it.

With the control of Ganping, in an instant, a black and white light curtain rose at the edge of 3,000 miles outside the two mountains, firmly covering the sky. The way of heaven circulates, and the power of life and death circulates endlessly. The terrible pressure shocked the heart of Sanxiu in western Zhejiang. This teenager actually closed the sky, and more than 100,000 scattered practitioners were all trapped in this array!

The three immortals in the air couldn't help swallowing and looking at Ganping below with surprise. Isn't this boy afraid of making too many murders and attracting thunder? Unexpectedly, you want to kill me all the others?"

The desolate and vast song sounded. Gan Ping held a huge sword, and his body slowly rose from mid-air. The sword in his palm was the mysterious soldier given to him by Mo Congfeng. The incessive teaching in those years is still echoing in my ears, and the feeling of master and apprentice is still lingering in Gan Ping's heart. However, at this moment, the teacher has used the taboo method. He is in line with the spiritual soldiers, and it is difficult to get out forever. All of this is a gift from these people in front of him!

Seeing Gan Ping appear, these people also seem to understand that they only kill Gan Ping, and the array will disperse. The sound of killing was shocking, and countless monks rushed in immediately.

"Master, watch the disciple cut off the head of the enemy with the sword you taught!" As soon as the sword eyebrows were displayed, a stream of light flashed in the palm of the sword. The finger was flicked on the blade of the sword, and the sound of Qingyue's sword resounded through the sky.

"Break!" Gently spit out a word, and the ferocious and murderous monks in the distance immediately turned into virtual shadows one by one and dissipated in the air!