Chapter 698 Kill the True Immortals

A picture of 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers above his head swept away, as if to smash Gan Ping, and the big seal in the fiery fairy palm also pointed to Gan Ping from afar. The figure of Fengmengling still disappeared into the air and disappeared. When she appeared, it must be a must-kill blow. The Fengling Mausoleum did not know what kind of secret method she had used, and it was difficult to detect her existence with the divine consciousness in Gan Ping's eyes.

The most annoying thing is the curse method used by Lu Zhenxian. This method is extremely sinister and can't be prevented. If Gan Ping hadn't been supported by a divine tree in Dantian, the endless power of the world would have been emerging. I'm afraid that there would be no need for these people to do it now. Gan Ping would have been weak and let others slaughter him. At this time, Gan Ping, the whole person's surface is surrounded by a layer of purple and disgusting breath, and even the breath has been weakened to the extreme.

A pair of fire wings several feet long unfolded, but they were also surrounded by the endless power of curses. Seeing Gan Ping's appearance, Kun Jia and others couldn't help showing some ferocious pride in their eyes, but no one noticed that under Gan Ping's wings, the flowing flame was roaring wildly. Surprisingly, the person who took the first action was the fire fairy, and the fire fairy was also the body of the fire. His perception of this world was naturally extraordinary. He had caught a glimpse of the rosefinch map above his head.

It's just that it's not his true fire. The true figure of the rosefinch still looks like a mythical beast in his eyes. Although it still contains endless roads, there is no message from Gan Ping's mind. However, since he encountered such a divine object, how could the fire fairy not be ecstatic, and the terrible breath below also made him look down. When he saw that Gan Ping did not flash, he looked at the true figure of the rosefinch above his head. How could he not know the truth of Gan Ping's thoughts?

"Taoist friends, hurry up. This boy is procrastinating the time and wants to refine the divine objects below!" As his words came out, a flash of light flashed in Kunjia's eyes, and the scroll like a dome on his head suddenly rotated. Thirty thousand miles of rivers and mountains scattered the power of meta-magnetic, and the dragon pestle in his hand also shone with dazzling brilliance, with endless pressure and power, roaring towards Ganping.

As the upper mythical beast, how can Kunjia not recognize the rosefinch claw below? He just didn't want to say anything. Although he pretended to be angry, his mind stayed on the body of the mythical beast below. Even if the attributes are not at peace, the rosefinch is a divine object generated in chaos. If it only refines a drop of blood, it is enough to cross the difficulty in front of you, and may even go to a higher level.

With the roar of the magic weapon, an invisible and qualitative light and shadow also shines in the fire. It is Lu Zhenxian's big invisible magnetic needle that hits Gan Ping's back of the head. However, in such a dangerous situation, Gan Ping was not moved at all. Just when several people thought that Gan Ping had been dragged on by the power of the curse and could not move, and they were about to get it, they saw the teenager half-closed his eyes in the evil fog, and suddenly a blazing color flashed in his eyes.

"Did you just find out? Unfortunately, it's too late!" While talking, Gan Ping's body was suddenly shocked. The endless power of curses around him was actually shaken by him, and then he was caught in the palm of his hand. The wings behind him, like two long knives, roaring, flashing a different color. At this moment, Gan Ping obviously understood a trace of the law of the road in the true shape of the rosefinch, and even took such a trace of rhyme in his actions.

"Rat ants! Do you dare to be arrogant? Eat my rosefinch first!" The pair of fire wings were really like a pair of long knives that cut through the sky. In an instant, they fell on the big seal like mountains. Although it was only a pair of incarnation wings, it was with some kind of sharpness between Ganping's waving, and immediately left a heavy crack on the magic weapon of the top fairy level. Traces.

With Gan Ping's whole body, the flames of the sky rose out of thin air. The fire fairy was shocked to find that the teenager in front of him was just like the supreme witch god in the ancient legend of fire. The flame of the sky shouted happily and submitted to him. Even if the fire in his body was Zhenyuan, it was faint. There is also a sense of worshiping it.

Born with a rosefinch, the supreme in fire! Even if Gan Ping only understands a trace of the truth in the fire, his cultivation can only be blocked by the fire immortal in the middle level of the golden immortal. Want to trap me?" Gan Ping raised the corners of his eyes, glanced at the scroll that was still spinning on the top of his head, and a smile came from the corners of his mouth, "Do you know? The truth that fire is impermanent and flows at will? While talking, Gan Pingping turned into a firelight and dissipated between heaven and earth, and the dragon and elephant pestle that was about to hit Gan Ping suddenly fell into the air.

When Gan Ping's figure appeared again, it was already in front of Lu Zhenxian. The speed of this cultivation was several times faster than the vertical golden light method. The power of your curse? Such a vicious thing should be returned to the original owner!" The lightning speed was too sharp. Before Lu Zhenxian could react, Gan Ping suddenly took action. Unexpectedly, he punched the black gas formed by the power of the curse into Lu Zhenxian's mouth, and then flew up with several cracked teeth and blood all over the sky.

With just one punch, he didn't know the life and death of Lu Zhenxian. Of course, it was unexpected. Because Lu Zhenxian used the secret method and his strength was greatly reduced, the body method shown by Gan Ping was also really amazing. Like a broken doll, Lu Zhenxian's body was blown out more than a thousand feet by Gan Ping's punch, and his whole face had blossomed, revealing the white bones inside.

Obviously, Gan Ping did not want to let go of Lu Zhenxian, revealing a mouthful of white crystal teeth. Gan Ping's palm suddenly clenched in front of him, "Blam it!" As Gan Ping's words fell, Lu Zhenxian's face suddenly changed greatly, and his whole face turned purple and black. Countless purple and black strange breaths rushed out of his seven orifices. His shocked expression could not stop the abnormal movements in his body at all. In an instant, the thin old man immediately soared more than ten times, like a large skin, and even the originally dry skin was much more transparent in an instant. In his body, the raging thunder and flames were roaring and rushing mixed with the power of the curse, but it entangled his soul. At present, he thought It's impossible for the yuan god to get out of his body and get out of this body. It's really self-inflicted!

The Huo Zhengxian and Kun Jia quickly dodged one after another, with a touch of intolerability in their eyes. Even if they did not have a little friendship with Lu Zhenxian, they were even more disgusted with this old man. However, when they saw that their companions were detonated by Gan Ping, they were about to self-destruct the yuan god and could not be born forever. They could not help but have some rabbits and foxes. A sense of sadness. Kunjia was even more surprised. What did Gan Square experience here? How could it suddenly be so strong?

No matter how he can imagine, although Gan Ping is only for a moment, the whole soul has come into contact with the existence of the highest road. Even if it is only a trace of law, it is not a random person who can violate its majesty? Lu Zhenxian was just hit by that. Silence was smashed by Gan Ping's punch and broke the power of the curse into his soul. From then on, he was entangled with the body and soul, and it was difficult to separate. Moreover, Gan Ping also hit a fire thunder into Lu Zhenxian's body. The road he learned from the rosefinch Zhenling map, even if it was only a trace, could not be resisted by Lu Zhenxian.

The rising flame with the wailing of the soul swept across the sky. As early as when Gan Ping put the thunder into Lu Zhenxian's mouth, the violent flame made him unable to make a sound again. With Gan Ping's understanding of the fire road, after absorbing and refining many strange fires and fires derived from the rosefinch's claws, the innate Dous silence and extinguished the true flames. Obviously, the power shown can only be described as melting everything. It really has the three-point power of the legendary Taoist ancestors refining heaven and earth.

Although it is only three points, it is already amazing. It is simply the most terrible existence in this world. What is more terrible is the growth of this flame. Unlike the cold smoke Qingming God Yan, there are very few cold attribute flames in the world. It is extremely difficult for this Qingming God Yan to advance. However, this innate Dou rate of silence Zhenyan is unscrupulously absorbing and refining many flames, and now it has reached the point of entering the room. What power will the Shenyan used by the Taoist ancestors be in those years? Even if it is only 30% powerful, it is enough to be proud.

At this point, Gan Ping's innate Douzuo is really worthy of the innate name, and nothing can be melted! Lu Zhenxian in front of him is a clear example. The golden immortal will be killed with one blow! Although Gan Ping had the advantage of sneaking up and attacking him unprepared, and Lu Zhenxian's repeated battles exerted the vicious two-injury curse, and his strength was greatly weakened, but the strength of this congenital death was an indisputable fact!

With a hand grip, Gan Ping held the Dahua intangible magnetic needle that hit the back of his head in the palm of his hand. A big five elements annihilation light sprinkled down, and instantly melted the soul brand of Lu Zhenxian into a masterless thing. This rare treasure condensed by the power of invisible meta-magnetic is simply a violent thing by Lu Zhenxian. If it is handed over to Gan Ping, it will be mixed into the magic blood knife that day. With the sharpness and strangeness of the magic blood knife that day, coupled with the ability to shuttle space, attached to an invisible image, even Gan Ping shuddered when he thought about it. It is an excellent thing to kill people and destroy corpses!

The backhand put the Dahua invisible magnetic needle into the deadline. Gan Ping was no longer in the mood to pay attention to Lu Zhenxian, who was burning with flames all over his body and emitting black smoke like a section of charcoal. Lu Zhenxian was full of strange skills, and his blood was also impure. It took a lot of effort to refine Renyuan Dan. It's better than a fire refining. It's over. The red light in his eyes was shining, and a pair of feather wings behind Gan Ping stood high like a long knife, pointing straight to the rotating 30,000-mile mountain and river map on the top of his head. Under him, under the traction of his air machine, the rosefinch claws that suppressed below had trembled slightly!