Chapter 366 Burning

The flame was obscure and chaotic, and it was difficult to distinguish what kind of strange color it was, but it emitted waves of strange fluctuations. The three Yuanying monks behind the high city master picked up the corners of their eyes. At that, a blazing flame rose from his body, and smoke was almost coming out of his mouth and nose. This scared them to hold their breath in a hurry, which suppressed the flame rising from the bottom of their hearts, but the horror in the bottom of their hearts overflowed with words.

"Burning the heart and the sky!" One of the monks looked at the flame in Gan Ping's hand in horror, with a face full of disbelief, but he was a little surprised. In my own impression, this burning heart fire is not like this, but this stirring the fire of monks, even the heart and minds of Yuanying monks can shake, what else is there besides the legendary burning heart fire?

The flame is still burning fiercely, and everyone's faces are bright and dark with the beating of the flame, alternating blue and white. It was the burning fire that Gan Ping integrated the firepower of the congenital Doushu silence into it, making the flame become this strange appearance, but the power is the difference between heaven and earth. Previously, what the burning fire of the heart and sky hooked up was only the fire of the six thieves of the monks. In summary, the mind and mind can be suppressed by clear mind. However, at present, this obviously added fueling heart-burning fire is coming fiercely. What is the power of igniting the heart fire of monks with such powerful Qiyan, such as silence and extinguishing Zhenyan?

Moreover, the monks of this day's sect, because of practicing the hot sun occultation formula, were hit by fire, and all of them were all lonely and excited. Usually, they had to find a woman as a tripod furnace to melt Zhenyuan. This time, triggered by Gan Ping, it was really a thunder that triggered the earth fire, which was uncontrollable. The Yuanying monk of the Day Sect only felt that a strong flame rose from his Dantian, and his lower body was already like fine steel.

He pulled up the robe with a little embarrassment, and the monk hurriedly wanted to run the skill and suppress the sudden heart fire. However, it's okay if he doesn't run the hot sun to cover the stars. Once he stimulates the skill, he immediately felt the endless flames shuttled through the meridians, and his whole body had begun to smoke white.

What a strange means. At this time, the Yuanying monk knew why Gan Ping cut off his rope magic weapon. The magic weapon that obviously protected the heart and god was there, and the strange flame in the teenager's hand would certainly not exert all his strength. However, at this moment, the magic weapon is destroyed, and under the rising flames, even the real yuan can't be operated, and my body protection magic weapon can't be sacrificed at all. The strange flame in this boy's hand turned out to be the nemesis of this patriarchal method!

The shock is overflowing with words. If there is such a terrible thing in the hands of the enemy of the day and the battle, I'm afraid that although one side will not wait for death, his strength will definitely shrink by half. While manipulating his mind, a wry smile appeared at the corners of the mouth of the Yuanying monk of the Day Sect. The three nephews beside him were already full of flames and were crying loudly.

Lv Xiaoyao, Dao Yan and other three people didn't have the cultivation of their uncles. They couldn't suppress their heart fire at all. The rising flames had wrapped them heavily. Gan Ping looked at everything in the field coldly. Somehow, the attack of the three Yuanying around him had stopped, and the itchy thunder also disappeared. Gan Ping raised his eyebrows and ignored the three Yuanying monks.

A firelight was popped out by Gan Ping's fingers and went straight into Lv Xiaoyao's body. The flame in Gan Ping's hand had dissipated. Daoyan Zhengyang and their uncle sat on the ground like amnesty, showing a look of embarrassment. It's not that Gan Ping doesn't want to kill these three people, but that although the Yuanying monk is restrained by himself, he is still a real Yuanying. There is almost no possibility of killing him. If he relies on the new strange witchcraft in his hand, there may be a chance. However, in full view of the public, he will The baby monk killed it, which is really irreparable.

Today, the four enemies of Miaochengzong are surrounded by tigers. Although Miaochengzong has risen and its strength has greatly increased, it does not necessarily have to make enemies on all sides. It's good to get rid of the evil. If you really show that you want to kill all four people, it will definitely trigger a crazy attack by the three monks behind the Lord of the high city over there. No matter what kind of identity they are, the three monks will not let themselves act recklessly and kill a Yuanying and three golden elixirs of the Day Sect in front of them.

I have just expressed my attitude. I just want Lu Xiaoyao to die. Since the three predecessors were afraid of their identity and sold face to themselves, they could not be that unreasonable person. Lv Xiaoyao killed his cousin. He deserves to die. Fighting with him also belongs to personal grudges. In the future, even if the three monks smell it that day, the three monks can hide it.

Therefore, although the flames on Daoyan and others quietly dispersed, the flames on Lv Xiaoyao's body became more and more fierce. In the blazing firelight, the sad howls were endless, but people were creepy. Daoyan and others on the side covered their chests, and big drops of sweat fell on their heads. They stared at Gan Ping with vicious eyes, obviously with extreme resentment.

Gan Ping was not moved by it. He pinched his fingers and secretly recited the curse of fire. Just now, the firelight contained a drop of purple light and Qingning divine oil. Gan Ping was going to torture Lv Xiaoyao with this endless and tragic means. This burning heart is the angry eye in my heart. I want to use this flame to roast Lv Xiaoyao's meridians dry little by inch, melt his true yuan, burn his golden elixir, and burn his body and bones into ashes inch by inch, so as to comfort my cousin's spirit in heaven.

Although he did not take back his cousin's body with his own hands, looking at Huoer's extremely resentful eyes and the rumors about the disciples of Day Sect, Gan Ping also knew what happened to his cousin had. What he could do now was to let Lv Xiaoyao die slower and slower.

The three people on the side of Yao Zong saw their eyes spitting fire, but there was nothing they could do. Although Gan Ping did not exert this burning fire on him, the faint power was entangled around him, and this Qiyan was simply restrained from his skill. The hot sun masking secret is unparalleled, but the firepower is hot. In front of this distraction of the monks, there is no ability to resist at all.

Seeing that Lv Xiaoyao was burned in the distance, there was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the high city owner, but he did not say anything to stop him. Gan Ningli's eyes were shining, staring at the flame, and his eyes were full of joy.

Lv Xiaoyao died. Gan Ping raised the corners of his mouth and didn't pay attention to the owner of the Lv family who knelt on the ground and begged to death. Lv Xiaoyao did such things. As a father, he also had to take part of the responsibility. Gan Ping thank God for not bothering him.

"Little thief, you dare!" A violent and hot voice came from mid-air. One day, the fireball fell from the sky and slapped Gan Ping with a vicious palm. The monk who was on the ground was full of fineness on his face, and he couldn't help but feel joy in his words, "Brother, you're here!"