Don't say anything about the genius, don't say anything about the unparalleled luck, just one sword, it will be the death of the body and the catastrophe will not be recovered! The monk talks about luck, but the witch god emphasizes his own strength! The ancient witch god is full of people who pull mountains and rivers, at that time the flood was not broken, and the mountain was dozens of times higher than now, and it was even stronger and heavier, even now, how many monks asked themselves to wait for the force to pull out the mountains and rivers? Although they boasted about moving mountains and reclaiming the sea all day long, they were only talking, and with the constraints of the power of the earth's origin, how could the mountain be easily moved? It is precisely because of the ancient witch gods that their witch weapons are full of this fierce meaning, life is life, death is death, as long as you go down with a knife, you will have death or no life!

This is also a method of cultivation, which is more direct to the heart than the Terran monks, pursuing self-improvement, and relying on their own strength, above the heavens. Therefore, the ancient witch god basically disdained the magic weapon Xuanbing that the human monks could refine, but this witch ancestor did have a strong capital, as the first batch of creatures in the beginning of heaven and earth, the innate gods were taken away, and the innate things themselves had a very strong power of law, and they only needed to refine a little, so they were a good divine weapon. This is also the reason why the ancient Wu clan will dominate the world, but the Wu ancestor does not cultivate the soul, does not talk about luck, although there is a strong power but it is difficult to exert it all, except for those few talented witch gods, although the rest of the Wu people are strong, but they can't withstand the passage of time, and will eventually turn into dust.

Although the human race is now thriving, many witch treasures handed down by the Wu clan back then are also sought-after goods for human monks. Most of the things that are almost touched by Wu Bao are precious and abnormal, and unless they are blind, they are all very useful. The divine knife in Gan Ping's palm is the legendary Wu Zu's companion, using his own essence and blood longevity as a medium to sacrifice, which is enough to kill people who are several realms higher than himself. This is a real knife in hand, there are no gods and ghosts, the blood of the ancient witch god connects the heaven and the earth, it is almost an immortal body, and sacrificing with his own flesh and blood is the most suitable way to fight.

Even if it was Gan Ping in the past, he wanted to forcibly kill a monk who was higher than his own cultivation, but he was almost sucked dry of his essence blood and died tragically on the spot. However, since the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife advanced and the sword spirit woke up, such an embarrassing situation did change immediately. This sharpening knife from the Kyushu space is best at absorbing the power of essence and blood and transforming it into the power of the person holding the knife. At present, Gan Ping Zhenyuan has enough essence and blood, and he has killed several Heavenly Immortal masters one after another, and he can't fully absorb it at all, and it is just used to sacrifice the loss of this life leather blade, and the combination of the two is really shocking.

Hua Jingyue's face flushed, trying to break free from the shackles of the life ruler, but it was a pity that the rolling red dust, how could it be so easy to escape, on his line of fate, countless tiny silk threads were entangled, it was Gan Ping who borrowed the life ruler to bind him in place with those lifelines that were implicated in Hua Jingyue's fate, and it was difficult to move.

At the moment, Gan Ping also felt extremely difficult, this Hua Jingyue could be said to be the highest cultivator he had ever faced in his life, even if it was Lin Dongfeng who had been a golden immortal, although he was a golden immortal cultivator, but he did not have such a superb immortal weapon to protect himself. A complete set of immortal weapons, but not as simple as one plus one equals two, with each other, the power is simply several times higher, if it weren't for Gan Ping to capture the opportunity, taking advantage of this Hua Jingyue just ascended to the Golden Immortal Cultivation, when the breath was not heard, with this ancient witch weapon to contain his natal star line, I am afraid that it should be Gan Ping who is now deserted and escaped. After all, the golden immortal with the immortal weapon and the golden immortal without the immortal weapon are basically two concepts.

Even if he bypassed the power of the Kunpeng treasure ship, Gan Ping could still feel the terrifying power of Hua Jingyue, he only felt that what he was holding in his palm was not a thin silk thread, but a long ship cable, and the other end was tied to a raging sea whale, and it was possible to get out at any time. "I'm not reconciled! I want to spend the pure moon in the world for thousands of years, and I have attained the golden immortal fruit position, and today I am going to die in the hands of this yellow-mouthed child, I hate it..." Bursts of resentment rushed straight to the bullfight, this golden immortal was bound by Gan Ping, and was about to die, and the resentment generated was simply earth-shattering!

"I hate, I hate!!!" As the sharp broken blade in Gan Ping's palm gradually approached the silk thread in his palm, the feeling of danger filled his heart, and Hua Jingyue's expression was almost crazy. "The inheritance of the Immortal Mansion is close at hand, and the thousand-year-old cultivation is at ease, and it is going to come to naught, I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled! Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, Heavenly Gods and Demons, I am willing to feed my body and flesh and blood, even if I am immortal and degenerate, I will not hesitate!" Bursts of resentful words came out of Hua Jingyue's mouth, unlike other monks who had been controlled by Gan Ping, this Hua Jingyue, who was cultivated by the Golden Immortal, was obviously able to control his own thinking and resist.

Gan Ping only felt like a small boat floating in the raging sea, although the blade in his hand was only a line away from the silk thread, but he could not cut it down. On the other hand, Hua Jingyue is becoming more and more vigorous, and there is a faint tendency to break through Gan Ping's control, cultivating as a powerful monk, and the restraint of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is becoming weaker and weaker, and now this Hua Jingyue is sacrificing her own flesh and blood soul in exchange for strong power, even if she falls into the Demon Dao, she will not hesitate to say that it is better to die than to live, not to mention that this long-lived golden immortal master, how can he be willing to give up?

Hua Jingyue's face was dark, but the strength was becoming more and more powerful and terrifying, and the Kunpeng treasure ship under her was also buzzing, although it had not fully recovered from the damage of that heavenly calamity, it had already shown a bit of momentum to look down on the world. "Open it for me!" With the surging of the trace of black qi, Hua Jingyue suddenly roared, and her body, which was originally difficult to move, suddenly shook, but Gan Ping's face was pale, and he couldn't hold it in his hand.

How much power will the Golden Immortal gain by sacrificing a flesh-and-blood longevity yuan? Gan Ping now has a deep understanding that this kind of experience can really break through the shackles of fate and fight against his own fate. A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and a trace of blood with a golden color spilled all over the sky, turning into flames and rising in an instant, just this struggling force had already traumatized Gan Ping.

"Ji Ji, junior, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Gan Ping's hand couldn't hold it anymore, which made Hua Jingyue's struggling strength more and more powerful, and suddenly with a wave of his sleeves, a force that could not be resisted rushed into the sky, "If you want my life, then I will shock it to death!" With Hua Jingyue's cultivation, he naturally saw the key to Gan Ping's spell, and immediately Ning smiled and stepped on his steps, connecting his Yuan Shen with the life star above his head, echoing from afar.

In an instant, the situation changed instantly! The big star above her head suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and Hua Jingyue's whole person seemed to be connected with the life star, and every time she breathed and breathed, she would light up the light of that terrible star. "Excuse me, boy, I didn't expect you to have such a means. Fate, the most mysterious fate, was felt by me so easily, this feeling, tsk..."

Gan Ping's head was already dripping with beads of sweat the size of beans, and the reason why he didn't easily use this blade of life leather was precisely because this witch treasure was a double-edged sword, if he encountered someone whose fortune was extremely strong in heaven and earth, he might be devoured by the fate star, just like the current situation. Originally, Hua Jingyue had been eaten to death, but he didn't know what secret method he had cast, although the essence blood longevity had been reduced by half, but he had actually communicated with the power of the demon world, making his strength many times stronger.

"I originally thought that after sacrificing the soul and flesh, I would have no chance to spy on the realm of Xuan Immortal in this life, but I didn't expect you to give me such a big gift, no matter what, I will give you a palm!" At this moment, Hua Jingyue had already broken free from the shackles of the life ruler, with a hideous smile on her face, glaring at Gan Ping fiercely. As he spoke, the earth-shattering palm had already been slapped, and the starlight skyrocketed, Gan Ping only felt that his soul was deep, as if something had shattered, his eyes were black, his face was pale, and even the flames gushed out from the seven orifices, and he couldn't hold it in his hand, and flew backwards.

Hua Jingyue couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly, this time she almost survived, and in an instant, there were several ups and downs, even if the Dao heart was resolute, it was difficult to calm down. However, his laughter did not stop, but it stopped abruptly halfway, not because he stopped, but because he was stopped!

A white slender wrist suddenly appeared from the void, with a mysterious trajectory, with a slight pinch, he once again pinched the lifeline that had broken free in his hand, and the other hand had already taken over the blade of lifelace flying in the air, the body of the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife.

A leisurely sigh sounded in the air, making Hua Jingyue's eyes more and more frightened and sluggish, the person in the air had already shown his figure, dressed in white and shengxue, his expression was resolute and a little lonely, not Gan Ping? Unless Hua Jingyue can activate the sacrificial technique again now, then don't want to escape from Gan Ping's palm again.

At this time, Gan Ping, who was shocked by Hua Jingyue and had a pale face, had already flown back, and nodded slightly at Gan Ping. "Daoyou work hard, this devil is really difficult, okay, this knife, I'll cut it for you!" While speaking, Gan Ping's expression froze, and the knife in his palm fell immediately, without half a cent of mud and water, he slashed it down lightly, and in Hua Jingyue's unbelievable eyes, the natal star line that was entangled with him and connected to luck and fate was immediately broken!