Chapter 726 Nerve

Obviously, the fire god did not say anything. He really controlled the art of fire control very well. He said that he was a ray of fire refined and formed innately, and it didn't seem to be a lie. At the urging of the Fire God, the power exerted by Gan Ping's innate Dou and silence Zhenyan has not only been improved by several times? This also makes Gan Ping depressed. How can anyone control his own tempered flame? It's just fire. He is one with himself, but why can this fire god also control his own inflammation? Is there such a terrible power after the innate spiritual fire cultivation?

However, Gan Ping was gratified that under the control of the fire god, the innate Doushu silence Zhenyan turned into tens of millions of fire needles and swam in the boundless body to regulate his body. And this Huoshenzi said a few words in his mouth and couldn't help but say it to Ganping. This innate inflammatory is really too rough to use in your hands. You see, like this..."

Although it was a little noisy, the exquisite technique and the understanding of the origin of firepower made Gan Ping's eyes bright. The originally sluggish place suddenly became cheerful, and even his hands couldn't help learning the exquisite technique. Of course, the fire god son steals his mouth while manipulating the innate god Yan. Gan Ping regarded it as if he didn't see it. Anyway, the fire god son can only absorb a wisp at a time. For the congenital Dou rate that has recovered more than half of his vitality, it is just a dime.

In this way, the onlookers present were quite embarrassed. Obviously, the fire god son, who was terrible, did not want to pay attention to them. Just now, the fire god showed his hand and easily tore the space barrier, which also made several overseas practitioners who wanted to join hands to ask for justice for the dead ghost demon master quietly retreated. If people don't kill themselves, no matter how good the friendship is, they won't work hard for a worthless dead ghost and a Taiyi immortal.

There was a strange scene in the field. The aura in the sky was scattered and colorful, but no one dared to collect it. However, Mo Yufeng and others ignored these people and took out magic weapons to receive rare aura treasures in this world. Seeing that the fire god did not mean to be annoyed, everyone also took action one after another, but no one dared to approach the chariot ten feet around.

Mo Lianfeng received dozens of precious innate Taibai Gengjin in a row, and his face was full of pride. This time, most of the platinum essence spilled down from the flood and famine world for 33 days was pocketed by him. With the help of this essence, his congenital Taoist fetus could obviously jump to a step again. The rest of the people were also full of satisfaction, and obviously gained a lot.

However, the most harvest is the boundless son instilled by the spirit of the source of the flood and famine. In fact, according to the time when he entered the realm of emptiness, it was only a few breaths, and the soul had already realized a lot of heavenly Tao. The rest is Guben Peiyuan, which strengthens the strength. With the closure of the space cracks, the origin of this flood and famine should also dissipate. However, with this fire god's hand, a large amount of the origin of the flood and famine was instilled for free, which made him take a big advantage.

However, although the son of the fire god controlled the innate Dou to silence Zhenyan, most of the fire wood spirits that emanated from the flood and famine world were taken over by this villain and refined into this innate god flame. Even if he steals from time to time, he still has a conscience and knows how to help Gan Ping recover his power.

In fact, Gan Ping also knows the reason for the behavior of the fire god son like a addict, just like the mutant green bamboo sky dragonfly and fire. He has such divine inflammation. For these elves in the fire, he has an irresistible and fatal attraction. Since this fire god son is an inferventive human-shaped elves in the fire, he must not be worse than his own innate Dou rate to silence Zhenyan. If the Shenyan he controls is not obtained and refined by the Taoist ancestors in the innate, he may also have a chance to get the Tao.

When the heaven and earth are not separated, there are countless innate spirits in the chaos. However, it is precisely because the heel is too superior that it is more and more difficult to cultivate the human form. It was just a few breaths, a deep and vast breath came, and the momentum on the boundless body continued to expand, and a five-color cloud floated in the sky. Obviously, it was the soul-broken disaster caused by the golden fairy realm.

"Open it for me!" Before Gan Ping could make a move to protect the Lord Wu Yizi, the Vu Shenzi shouted fiercely, and a vast white light flew out of his palm, pounced into the cloud and smashed the disaster cloud. Even the corners of Gan Ping's eyes couldn't help jumping fiercely. This is the natural disaster of Jin Xianguo. How could he be so lightly broken by a blow? If Gan Ping is right, what the Vulcan Son used was one of the most upper fire god thunders, Qiantian to Yanggang Thunder. Originally, he thought that the Vulcan son was a strong man in the realm of Taiyi Zhenxian, but at this moment, it seems that he obviously underestimated this neurotic villain-like weirdo.

Being able to control such a superior god thunder is obviously infinitely close to the level of Daluo Jinxian. At this level, it is possible to break through at any time. Maybe it will take tens of millions of years to break through the next moment. When Gan Ping saw this scene, he immediately understood why the Void ignored everyone present and only had black eyes on himself. Obviously, he wanted to use himself to seek an opportunity to break through this realm.

The opportunity is mysterious. It is not to rely on the strong to break through, and nothing is certain. This Huoshenzi has obviously entered the bottleneck. If you want to find the opportunity to make this breakthrough, in addition to the yang spirit body, the world's Ganping, which controls the two innate yin and yang gods, and which one can help him?

Reaching out his hand and stirred up the cloud, the fire god jumped the horse like a monkey, opened his legs, and his white thighs flashed under the robe from time to time. He ran to Li Xian's side, "I'm sorry to bother you, let me, I have lived for more than 100,000 years, old arms and legs, and you don't know how to respect the old man!" While talking, he pushed Li Xun down from the Jindun with both hands, and sat next to Gan Ping.

Li Xiangping ate such a pudun for nothing and couldn't help rolling his eyes. How could this old man look like an old arm and legs? The strength is as strong as a rhinoceros. Fortunately, Li Xuan was also born in the imperial family and is good at observing words and colors. Such a peerless master took the initiative to stick it upside down. How could he push it out with his hands? What's more, he can't push it even if he wants to. Regardless of the strange eyes, Li Xun quickly greeted the attendant beside him. The flowing banquet generally sent delicious food and wine. The Huo Shenzi was like a hungry ghost for ten thousand years, and he was happy to eat a hand full of oil.

Li Xian secretly glanced at his father's face in the distance and saw a look of approval. He immediately became a little fluttering, and even shouted at the servant to send delicious food. With the appearance of the fire god, the scene immediately became embarrassed. The boundless son, who was supposed to be the focus, became a golden fairy, and his strength rose to a higher level, but he was put aside. However, no one mentioned the death of the demon master. The scattered practitioners who came from overseas were all studying desperately. What kind of material is the ground of the Gaotang Imperial City refined? Why is it so strong and shiny...

In the end, Li Xian shouted and ordered the driver's bodyguard to drive his chariot and march towards the main hall in the middle. Li Xun took the time to secretly take a look at his father again. Although his chariot walked on the imperial road, his father did not look angry at all. I can't help it. The ancestor is sitting in the car. Who dares to let him get out of the car and walk? In front of such a power, everyone was trembling, and they all became ordinary people from top to bottom. They walked to the hall with the chariot.

At this time, Gan Ping recovered and looked at the Vlaenopsis who ate Haisai with a strange face. This senior, with your cultivation, why are you still hanging out in the human world? Turning his eyes, Vulcan raised his neck and swallowed the meat full of his mouth. He blinked his eyes, as if he had thought of something. The little face with clear eyebrows was immediately full of grievance, and his eyes were full of tears.

"My life is hard!!!" A long howl startled everyone. The Huo Shenzi was in everyone's eyes. His nose and tears pounced on Gan Ping's body. The oily snot on his hands rubbed on Gan Ping's snow-white clothes, and it was immediately colorful. My Vulcan son was born from chaos, and no one provoked him. He just secretly pulled out a few golden feathers during the lich war and bent the Zhu Rong's Vulcan stick for a while. During the War of the Gods, I didn't join either side. I just stared at the bustle and taught a few in-sighted Taoist ancestors. But I didn't expect these old immortals, these who suffered a thousand knives! What's the Taoist ancestor with the heart of the world, bullshit!"

A thunderstorm suddenly sounded above his head, and everyone was shocked. The Huo Shenzi first shrank his head, jumped up in an instant, and pointed to the sky and scolded, "I'm dead, I'll scold you. What can you do to me? You have a thunderbolt to kill me! Come on, come on!" However, after the thunder sounded in the air, there was nothing strange, and the Void shouted harder.

"They are all innate heels. If you can't do anything, just forget me. Why do you plotted with me? Poor me, I annoyed the old woman of the Holy Mother of Fire. She was just a little earlier than me. She suppressed and sealed me in Lengyan Mingshan for more than 100,000 years. My life was suffering..." With that, the fire god jumped to Gan Ping again and complained with a snot and tears.

Everyone couldn't help but frown. Originally, they thought that this Vulcan was just a congenital creature and a master of Taiyi Zhenxian Realm, but they didn't expect such a history. What can the Taoist ancestors do? Only the Holy Mother of Fire from the same source can restrain it, but it can't be killed. This is simply a knife meat that can't be provoked! Looking at the crying and howling son of Fire God, everyone's eyes immediately became strange.