Chapter 697 Siege

At this moment, Gan Ping has entered a mysterious and mysterious state. The road of heaven and earth is flowing in front of my eyes. Although it is a series of laws of fire, is the heel of the rosefinch ordinary? Born in chaos, like the same ancestors, they are the same creatures conceived when the world first opened. The evolution of this rosefinch is the road closest to the origin. Perhaps this moment is a thousand years. If there is no arrival of Kunjia and others, and the strong pressure will wake up Gan Ping, perhaps Gan Ping will really fall into the road bred by the true spirit map of the rosefinch. After thousands of years, he will wake up after completely understanding the law of this road.

However, because Gan Ping ran Zhenyuan with the rosefinch Zhen Lingtu and integrated himself into this world, the whole person was in the huge fire like a flame. Even with the strength of those people, no trace of him had been found before. When several masters' strong thoughts swept over Gan Ping's body, it made Gan Ping's heart wake up and wake up from the mysterious realm.

With the awakening of Gan Ping's breath, the four immediately found the trace of Gan Ping. The Kunjia raised his hand, and a sweeping picture scroll covered the sky and shrouded Gan Ping's breath in it. And the Fengling Mausoleum is holding the magic thorn in his hand, and his body is looming. Obviously, he is preparing to kill with a blow. The fire immortals in the distance are also staring at the tiger. The masterpiece fairy-level seal in the palm of the hand is roaring and dancing all over the sky, exuding infinite power.

"That boy, what did you do to my brother?" Lu Zhenxian shouted fiercely. At this moment, he could not feel the breath of Lu Zhenwu. He couldn't help but be anxious. A stone knife appeared in his palm and fiercely cut it on his palm. In an instant, blood flowed, but strange runes formed a strange rune in the air. It is no wonder that Lu Zhenxian did not refine his body like Lu Zhenwu. Most of the methods he used are self-harming and consuming blood. He can't cultivate Lu Zhenwu's magic power at all.

However, the more it is like this, the more you can't underestimate it. This strange magic skills of Lu Zhenxian and the three Lich Taoists are full of means, which makes people unable to prevent it. However, Gan Ping did not pay attention to Lu Zhenxian, who was loose and powerful, but looked up at the picture scroll that enveloped him. Among the four, only this Kunjia was the most threatening to him, and his cultivation was also the highest.

Gan Ping has some doubts about whether this Kunjia has been cultivated to the realm of Xuanxian. At present, he dares not show his true strength just because of the limitations of heaven. Nevertheless, Gan Ping's body did keep squirming, and his divine consciousness did not leave the true figure of the rosefinch above his head. He has noticed that with the operation of his skills, he has made a slight contact with the rosefinch claws below. If he can really control the claws of the mythical beast, even if it is only for a moment. It is enough to relieve the current crisis!

"Do people with hair and horns dare to be elegant?" Seeing that the magic weapon cast by Kunjia is like a landscape painting, 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers are hidden in it. Among them, the breath of life comes out to be a top-class fairy weapon, and among which it intercepts 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers to refine it. It becomes its own world. Such a magic weapon is simply comparable to the unique fairy weapon of the fire immortal. Kunjia was complatic. When he heard Gan Ping's words, he couldn't help but have a trace of anger on his face.

His body is the genus of the ape. The most taboo thing is to be scolded like this. Since he got it, I don't know how many years he hasn't been scolded like this and reprimanded as a beast. Gan Ping's words undoubtedly sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound of Kunjia. It was because of the body of the monster that he did not dare to save the heavenly disaster, which was delayed until now. Hearing Gan Ping's words, the Kunjia immediately screamed strangely. I don't know when a golden blade with a shiny arm thickness appeared in his palm. It was A short pestle.

On this short pestle with golden light, there is a picture of a dragon elephant, and countless indistinguishable runes are engraved on it. The strange patterns immediately reminded Gan Ping of the Buddhist sword he saw in the hero's tomb, which is obviously the same as it. Buddha's treasure?" Gan Ping showed surprise. Since the practice of Taoism, Gan Ping has not had the experience of fighting with Buddha's treasures. At present, on the treasure pestle held by Kunjia, the word dragon elephant is depicted in ancient Chinese characters, which is obviously called the dragon elephant pestle. Looking at the terrible power of drumming in the world, it must be extraordinary.

At this time, the blood in Lu Zhenxian's palm was dripping. Seeing that Gan Ping ignored himself, the old man was obviously extremely ashamed and angry. The blood in his palm was shaken, and he said a word in his mouth, "With my blood, raise the demon, fall into reincarnation, and never live again! Open it for me! Weak! Passing by! Years! Broken! No life!" With Lu Zhenxian's words, a large number of blood suddenly surged out of the palm. At this time, everyone found that countless array-like runes had appeared in the surrounding void.

The rune flashed with light and rushed to Gan Ping. I don't know when, the faces of countless demons appeared in it, and the originally bright blood red color turned into a dark color in an instant. Even with Gan Ping's protective light, it was difficult to stop the invasion of this power. It's actually the power of curse!" Gan Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that Lu Zhenxian was so fierce that he did not hesitate to consume the blood of his body, which triggered the most secret and vicious curse technique of the ancient witch clan. Moreover, it was also five states and rushed together.

A shining knife light rose up and killed the aggressive devil in an instant. However, although the magic blood god knife can restrain the terrible extraterritorial demon, it can't cope with this curse at all. The black light disappeared into Gan Ping's body in an instant and disappeared. In a moment, Gan Ping only felt as if he was bound by an invisible net, and his strength was also rapidly fading. In an instant, his strength was only as much as 70% as usual, and the speed of weak passage was still accelerating.

Fortunately, the seedling in Dantian suddenly trembled and emitted thousands of brilliance. Under Gan Ping's inner vision, he found that there was a large black thick fog in his Dantian. It was like a big net rushing towards his Dantian. Fortunately, it was blocked by the light. On Gan Ping's body, there was also a trace of black strange pattern, which looked particularly ferocious and disgusting.

With the invasion of the cursed power, a sense of powerlessness and dizziness came. Gan Ping felt as if he was thousands of years old for a moment. His original strong body also seemed to have been opened, and the strength of his whole body kept passing. The power of silence surrounded him, making Gan Ping unable to calm down to deal with everything.

After Lu Zhenxian used this strange spell, he immediately smiled and his whole body shrank into a ball. His whole body was like a shriveled orange, and his expression was also withered, but there was a cruel and ferocious smile on his face. Boy, do you think you can escape from the sky by the secret method of my curse? While talking, he even coughed and bleed. Obviously, the use of such a secret method also made him suffer great harm.