Sha Wufeng was extremely surprised, as the Seven-Fingered Heavenly King under the Treasure Moon Demon Venerable, he was born in the Seven-Fingered Demon Clan. Among this demon race, it is also divided into many races, such as the high-ranking demon race such as the Lingling and the giant horn, and there are also small races such as the seven-fingered and circumferential body, and the seven-fingered demon race is the weaker one of the demons, and the ones who come out on weekdays are also some demon archers, and the demon generals of the sword cultivator. There is no other reason, these seven-fingered demons are born with seven fingers on each hand, whether it is controlling bows and arrows, or running swordsmanship, they are several points stronger than other demons.

However, the innate physical strength of the Seven-Fingered Demon Clan restricts the possibility of their upward cultivation, generally speaking, a Seven-Fingered Demon Clan, under a Demon Throne, can dominate a convenience is already the limit. However, Sha Wuji is an anomaly, and when he was a child, he strayed into the abyss of the demon world, watched a shocking battle, and witnessed a demon dragon fighting with an ancient beast. Maybe it's because of the great fortune, or maybe it's because the two sides of the battle see him as too insignificant, so he can survive. And it was also that adventure that stained him with a trace of demon dragon essence blood on his head, and after that, he became infinitely powerful, and even gave up the swordsmanship handed down by his ancestors to practice the marksmanship of the battlefield.

Since then, Sha Wuji has embarked on the road of the strong, all the way to the throne of the Heavenly King, and he is also a master at the level of the Demon King. Right now, he is leading a team of people and horses to find treasures in the mountains of these two realms, you must know that the demon world is also very barren, not to mention that the space crack generated by the sacrifice is difficult to bring many blades and armor to this realm, so at present, most of the demons in the Great Xia are still fighting with their own minions and strength, so refining the blade armor has become an important task for the demons in the Great Xia at present.

Xu Wuji didn't expect that he had just appeared in the middle of these two realms of mountains, and he actually found a huge Gengjin vein, and next to that Gengjin vein, there were three first-grade spiritual veins attached to it, almost to the point of transformation. It's a windfall from heaven, and Wu Ji is ecstatic, worthy of being the Hongyuan Secret Collection, the ancestral source of the Tianfu Continent, there are such treasures on this edge. It's a pity that this huge Gengjin vein is stumped This is already a master at the level of a demon king, such a huge vein, obviously a person can't eat it at all, even if the evil Wuji is already the peak of the cultivation of the heavenly immortals, it is difficult to control, and when he is in trouble, he is pretended to be by Yu Weiming and his party.

Seeing that phantom bee like a huge arrow rushing towards him, this Evil Wuji was also startled, nearly 100,000 eighth-order spirit insects, which was equivalent to 100,000 Jindan masters. The reason why this spirit insect clan is not easy to provoke is precisely because of this huge number, born in groups, the same eighth-order demon beasts, according to the Tianling Mountains, how many can there be? And such a large number of phantom bees came from the impact, and the evil Wuji was not like Gan Ping, with immortal weapon protection, and the big gun swayed in the instant battle, entangled countless spell patterns in the air, and pounced on the phantom bees in front of them.

Behind him, the demons of the big and small commander level used their own means to block these spirit insects. I didn't expect to see the disaster when I saw the excitement, originally these people were still happily watching Gan Ping and his party desperately resist under the pursuit of this phantom bee, but they didn't expect that this retribution would soon come to themselves. Immediately, dozens of small commanders with slightly lower cultivation screamed one after another, and the clothes and armor on their bodies and their flesh and blood turned golden one after another, and they fell from the air with a bang.

This group of demons is not like this group of elite disciples behind Gan Ping, they have the support of their masters, and when they came, the master stuffed their bodies with magic weapons and elixirs. Caught off guard, it was naturally a heavy number of casualties, not to mention that with Youyue'er's control, this group of spirit bees was even more agile and weird, making people unguardable.

"Devour Heaven and Earth!" Seeing that it was not good, Wu Wuji roared, and the endless demonic mist on his body surged out, enveloping the sky, and countless golden spear phantoms appeared from the demonic mist, and immediately the phantom bee suffered heavy casualties, falling down like raindrops. Gan Ping naturally wouldn't see that this phantom bee had suffered heavy casualties, and now that he had become his own spirit pet, how could he not cherish it? With a wave of his hand, the Sealing Realm monks led by Yu Ion immediately let out a continuous roar and shot at the demons in the air one after another.

Originally, Sha Wuji thought that he had settled on Gan Ping and his party, and he was himself a master at the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and the highest cultivation of this Gan Ping was only Gan Ping and Ma Ling'er, just Mahayana, and the two commanders under him could be defeated. And those little commanders are all the cultivators of the Yuan Shen Yuanying, and killing this line of people is just a backhand. However, the cunning nature of the demons made them not join forces with this phantom bee to besiege Gan Ping, after all, this phantom bee is just a spirit worm with low intelligence, if one is accidentally provoked, the gains outweigh the losses. Why bother with this trouble, it's better to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

As for the later Youyue'er who subdued the phantom bee, it was also a matter of moment, and before this group of demons could react, Yu Weiming and the other thugs rushed up with a scream. There was no suspense in the battle at all, 100,000 phantom bees comparable to the Golden Immortals, Gan Ping whose strength was comparable to the Golden Immortals, Ma Ling'er who was far superior to the Mahayana monks, and a group of monks who had inherited the secret methods of the ancient inheritance of the Sealed Realm, just when the black horn was still wandering on the ground and thinking about whether to make a move, the battle in the sky was over.

Gan Ping flew down from the sky carrying this so-called Seven-Fingered Heavenly King, completely ignoring the stunned expressions of those disciples and Black Horn. "Boy, you're dead, do you know? The Vast Source Vault that the Demon God personally led the team to kill, everyone here is dead!" one of the surviving little commanders immediately hissed loudly, but the Seven-Fingered Heavenly King Sha Wuji glared at him fiercely and turned his head to look at Gan Ping. Seeing his unruly look, Gan Ping smiled coldly, and he gave up the nature of being a snake with this guy, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, he grabbed the evil head in his palm.

Immediately, a sharp Dao light gushed out from Gan Ping's palm, and the powerful divine thought immediately stabbed into the head of the seven-fingered demon king, and then stabbed into the heavenly spirit, as well as most of the body of the blood god knife. The sinister roared in pain, and both of their eyes almost protruded. It's a pity that he couldn't escape from Gan Ping's strong palm, and could only watch the flesh and blood on his body dry up.

It was the power of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Turning Divine Knife, and in the horrified eyes of the commanders on the side, Gan Ping actually sucked out the essence blood of this demon king. Even the corpse was thrown into a strange-shaped stove. Turning around, Gan Ping showed a bright smile, but this smile was more terrifying than anything in the eyes of those demons.

"Kill them all, not one will be left!" Before Gan Ping's words were finished, the black horn on the side, the natal magic weapon in his palm had already pierced into the body of a demon beside him, and now he finally died and completely surrendered to Gan Ping.

Looking at the many immortal masters who were in full swing to lay out the formation, Gan Ping's face was gloomy. After eliminating the sudden group of demons, Gan Ping led everyone to find the location of the old nest of the Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee. Immediately, the huge Gengjin ore vein dazzled everyone's eyes, what kind of aura and Gengjin qi is needed to give birth to this huge spiritual vein? Regardless of the hidden veins in the ground, just the exposed Gengjin bare ore is dozens of miles long, and the width is nearly ten miles.

The essence of these five elements is all an excellent material for refining the magic weapon flying sword, and this Gengjin ore is the best among them. Even if it is just an innate martial artist among the human race, holding a Gengjin magic sword, he can give out a sword ray of several zhang long, which is enough to threaten the peak of qi refining, and even the master of the condensation realm. With such a big piece of fat, Gan Ping naturally wants to swallow it alone.

These days, I don't know how many forces, how many sects have entered this Hongyuan Vault, this is only the edge of the periphery, in these two realms of mountains, I don't know what kind of treasures are waiting for me, how can I delay time here?

"All things are transformed, and the spiritual veins are derived, give it to the Taoist master!" With a loud shout, it was Bing Gezi's old thing, right now, he was working with another book title, Tianxian Master, to lift a spiritual vein, and send it towards the huge divine furnace that covered half of the sky in mid-air. Below are the stunned many Miaocheng Sect monks, this group of disciples who are usually above the top, only then did they once again re-examine Gan Ping's strength.

Originally, Gan Ping was famous, but he was kind to people in the sect, and many people still had doubts about his strength. After all, Gan Ping's entry time was extremely late, and he was many years behind these disciples, not to mention those elders. It's a pity that some time is not proportional to the length of time, and now Gan Ping is showing his strong strength.

With a shake of his hand, the huge spiritual vein that rotated endlessly in mid-air was dug down by Gan Ping in an instant, although compared to this cyan spiritual vein that was hundreds of miles long, the origin of this spiritual vein was only one thousandth of the size, but it was also an extremely large number. However, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Gan Ping used the yin and yang fire to refine this spiritual vein origin a little, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

With such a spiritual vein placed underground, countless top-grade and even peerless spirit stones will be derived, and Gan Ping's bite is equivalent to swallowing nearly 10,000 peerless spirit stones. In the stunned expressions of everyone, the glint in Gan Ping's eyes skyrocketed out of the near mile, and the powerful True Yuan poured out from his body, and more than 10,000 Xuanbing flying swords roared out from the Sun Melting Gold Land, slashing towards the huge Gengjin spiritual vein below.

"What are you waiting for?" Gan Ping's eyes were sharp, looking at the disciples below, with a look of hatred on his face, "Did the sect let you come just to watch the excitement? Dig for me, dig hard, and bring this vein home for me!" In an instant, countless treasures of light surged and rose up.