Chapter 658 Escape
The illusory big hand of mana passed by Gan Ping, with bursts of spiritual pressure, and unexpectedly gave Gan Ping, which was more shocked than the Dalin demon god. The Dalin Demon God used the secret method and used the blessing of the demon master to raise his cultivation to the high level of the golden immortals in front of him, and this ancestor was the peak of the golden immortal. I really don't know how the ancestors cultivated to this terrible state in this barren human world.
Gan Ping dodged in a hurry. Obviously, the big hand did not come to him. His body could pass by in the turbulence of the space. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue. Even if he used two spells, he would stimulate his potential to improve his speed and leave here as soon as possible. The collision of two peerless masters, even if it is a aftershock, is not what they can bear. Gan Ping is very self-amazed about this. Although he is already standing at the peak of the human world, he has no ability to resist in the face of two such figures.
At the peak of the golden fairy, half a foot stepped into the existence of Xuanxian. Even in the fairyland, he is also a great master on the Weihe side, and everyone looks up to it. The rumbling laughter came from the air. When the big hand passed Gan Ping's side, his little finger seemed to inadvertently play with it. Gan Ping's figure flying forward immediately increased its speed several times. Obviously, the ancestors in this sect were taking care of themselves. However, just the owner of this finger also makes Gan Ping in a hurry. At present, his speed has reached the limit that he can control. If he is not careful, he may plunge into an unstable space, which is really crying without tears.
"Kunjia! Isn't it glorious to take action against the younger generation? A faint sarcastic voice came, with a big blue thumb, colliding directly with the strange claws.
Quiet, dead silence, all sounds and even space time seem to stop. The space fragments that were constantly rattling in the space turbulence, as well as the roaring turbulence, have stopped at this moment. Only Gan Ping's lightning-like figure fled forward desperately. The door of the space at the foot of Yulong Mountain had been shown in front of him. With only three breaths of time, he could escape.
He knew that this terrible silence was the precursor of a dangerous outbreak. The more ordinary it was, the more terrible the crisis was. Sure enough, with the impact of the two giant palms, first it was silent, and the mana fluctuations of the huge waves rushed in in an instant. The terrible power instantly destroyed the temporarily opened space turbulence, and countless cracks clicked first, spreading on the crystal-like barrier, and the space turbulence in an instant. The barrier collapsed, and the terrible and violent chaotic power poured towards Ganping Beihang. At this time, he was still far away from the door of space!
In racing against time, Gan Ping only felt that his brain was about to burst. Every thought was attached to him, controlling every minute of his mana and every inch of muscle movement to squeeze his potential as much as possible and improve his speed. Death has never been so close to him. Gan Ping deeply felt in his heart that if he was swept by this terrible storm, even if he had an artifact to protect himself, his soul would be shattered and dissipated in this space.
This is no longer the duel between two world-class masters, but a gathering of the power of the two and the collapse of the space when the space is broken. This space turbulence that existed in the ancient flood, the power contained in it, and the violent power of the surrounding space, even Taiyi Jinxian did not dare to compete with it casually. In a third of an instant, if you can't rush out of the door of space, under the self-protection of the power of heaven and earth of the Tianfu mainland, the gate will be completely closed. After all, the power of this violent space fragmentation is unbearable even if it is the stability of the space of Tianfu mainland.
Under this strong and violent amount of violence, the strange hand that originally chased Gan Ping immediately screamed and dissipated in the void, and Miao Chengzong, the magic magic magic, also dissipated invisible. In the turbulence of the whole fragmented space, there is only Gan Ping and the door of space in the distance that is close but seems to be out of reach. That little light is the hope of life!
His body shook quickly, and in an instant, he avoided several pieces of space fragments that hit him because of the collapse. At this moment, Gan Ping's golden light on his body was shining. He had already urged the Daluo's golden body method and the skill of fighting against the sky with all his strength. The eight-nine Xuangong turned into a bright golden dragon, with the help of real dragon's blood. At this moment, Gan Ping and the ancient dragon clan It's no different. At this moment, under the pressure of life and death, many obscure practice difficulties and those mental tricks that could not be integrated flashed in my heart and became a series of them!
For a long time, Gan Ping has been worried about what he has learned. Every kungod he has practiced to the extreme is the top existence in the world. However, when he gathers on him, there is a feeling of powerlessness. There is no other reason, time is limited, and the skills are too profound. If you have a lot of time to practice to the extreme one by one, this cultivation can really participate in creation and cross the world.
However, what Gan Ping lacks the most at present is time. At this moment, he finally understood why he didn't take the opportunity to throw himself out when the ancestor took action. This unrivaled ancestor is taking this opportunity to test himself whether he is blessed or not. If he can escape from the sky, his future will be unlimited. If it is difficult to escape, everything will become a painting cake.
Obviously, this ancestor is also well versed in the trick of teaching disciples by ancient qi practitioners, putting himself in crisis, and understanding the truth on the edge of life and death. Gan Ping is extremely intelligent, which is a major advantage of practice, but as his cultivation becomes higher and higher, this advantage has become a shackle that restricts his strength. It is precisely because there is no plan. If you can't do it, the uncertain thing also makes Gan Pingyuan's brave and diligent mind fade down. However, you should know that practice is like sailing against the water. If you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you don't win, you will die!
Instead of declining its brave heart, Shaohua aging in endless comfort and falling under the disaster of the devil that day. It's better to throw yourself into the raging fire, burn yourself and beat yourself, and turn it into a hundred refined gold! The march is like a fire! At this moment, Gan Ping's whole body's spirit was condensed into a ball, and his whole body was burning. Even the protective light quietly retreated, allowing the terrible violent force to chase behind him, and the whole person turned into a streamer and flew away to the door of the smaller and smaller space.
There is a great horror between life and death! Only by eliminating this terrible heart can we pry into the road. With Gan Ping's strength and accumulation, and the killings he created, if the disaster is ushered in that day, it will certainly be extremely terrible. If there is no more courage and refinement, even if there are a few more artifacts to protect the body, it will inevitably be a fall. Miao Chengzong, a world-class figure, peeped into the great opportunity and personally triggered the natural disaster of Ganping!
As soon as the disaster came out, Gan Ping really passed this Mahayana stage and entered the stage of crossing the disaster. Previously, all kinds of things will be carefully liquidated under the operation of Tiandao. No matter how much murder has been created or how many merits have been made, under the operation of Tianji, it will be clear. However, these are all the later words. What Gan Ping is facing now is a crisis. If he can't get through this disaster, everything will be in vain.
The short distance is extremely difficult because of the power of space fragmentation and distortion, as well as the terrible surging space debris. In ordinary times, the distance is just a matter of an eye, but at present, this is not a good time, which is simply more difficult than a few years in Gan Ping's eyes.
Condense blood, refine the body, and integrate magic! Countless space fragments crossed Gan Ping, taking away a large area of flesh and blood, but Gan Ping's speed was still unabated. The whole person shuttled through this twisted journey like an illusory ghost. It is actually an empty world. Beside the real person without anger, an old man with a simple appearance and a seven-star crown. In front of him is a long and short ice-blue mirror, and inside is the figure of Gan Ping moving forward quickly.
The old man nodded with satisfaction and twisted his beard. Obviously, he was particularly satisfied with Gan Ping's situation. The child can be taught, and it is not in vain for me to fight for the opportunity to escape. I was detected by the fairy world to help him. If I escape from this disaster, my future is unlimited!" Ma Linger, who was beside her, was itchy with hatred, staring at the old man's back and grinding her teeth. Listening to what the old guy meant, he forced his husband into such an unpredictable situation, as if he had helped him a lot, which was really annoying.
As if he was aware of Ma Linger's mood, the old man turned his head and smiled at the girl in red, "Little girl, don't be anxious. Your husband is the most important in the world. Ancestor, I have lived for more than 7,000 years, and it is the first time I have seen such a person. If I don't practice him, I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss in the future..." As I was saying this, the old man's eyes suddenly swept over the fire squatting on Ma Linger's shoulder. Just then, Gan Ping became one with him and fought hard with the long distance of the mountain, which obviously made This little thing is extremely tired, coupled with the fall of Mo's front, and the owner is in crisis. It's strange that this little thing is in a good mood.
With a shake of his hand, Huo'er found in horror that with his current strength, he was pinched in his hand by the strange old man. He couldn't resist at all, and immediately squeaked. Little guy, what's the matter with you? The old man immediately changed his face. He looked at the fire in his palm with a smile and rubbed the little head around, making the little thing grin. The monkey wine seems to be ripening. You monkey king, are you going to get me a gourd?
At this time, in the door of the space that was almost closed in mid-air, a bright light suddenly flashed and turned into a figure in an instant. It was Gan Ping who escaped from the sky at the end! Behind him, the door of the space immediately closed!