In this thick fog, Gan Ping will know why these two mountains are called the Land of Death, and the mist is like a shackle, making Gan Ping's body several times heavier. When many of the disciples behind Gan Ping had just entered this dead realm, their bodies suddenly sank, and they almost fell from the flying sword. Nearly ten times the force of gravity and restraint, the dense fog in the sky is like glue that makes people slow down, and this is only at the edge of these two realms, if you really enter it, how terrible will this force be?

"All the disciples listen to the order! Every three of them form a clan, lay down the Demon Swinging Sharp Gold Formation, and move forward slowly!" "Since the smiling wind refining the magic treasure, contaminated with the demonic qi and going mad, and being sealed by the masters of the Miaocheng Sect under the Wen Thunder Pool of the Miao Cui Peak, and using the thunder qi to quench and eliminate the demonic qi, Gan Ping seems to have become the first of the three generations of disciples in the Miaocheng Sect. Now in this line, it is he who is leading the team, which is also the most reassuring arrangement for the real person without anger.

Entering this dangerous realm, even if it is a member of the Guiyuan Sect, it is necessary to have several elders to lead the team, but the army of demons in the outside world gathers, and every Mahayana monk is a precious combat power, and the more strength there is, the more hope there is, how can he be invested here? Moreover, in this area, there seems to be a strange power, restricting the entry of masters above the level of immortals, if they forcibly enter, their strength will definitely drop greatly, which is why there are no immortals or even golden immortal masters.

Although there is no elder to lead the team, but Miao Chengzong and his party should not be underestimated, Ma Ling'er is already a master of reaching the first level, and the method of controlling thunder with one hand is superb, as for the several disciples of the inner gate of Xiandu Peak, they are also cultivators of the Yuan Shen realm. The most important thing is that there is such a great god as Gan Ping, and now Gan Ping, in the Mahayana realm, is already an invincible existence.

Without a master above the Heavenly Immortal level, the Gan Ping of Mahayana cultivation was enough to sweep away all the power and reach the core of this Immortal Mansion. Having said that, but you can't be too arrogant, who knows what is hidden in this Hongyuan Secret Collection? Just the mysterious fog at the moment has already brought great trouble to Gan Ping and his party, and Gan Ping feels that his strength, under the entanglement of this mist, has dropped by as much as one percent, and those Yuan Infant Monks have dropped by one percent in a terrifying way.

Don't underestimate this success, the battle between masters is only a thin line of difference, this strength is enough to make a master die countless times. However, Gan Ping also has a great advantage, whether it is his own Sun Melting Gold Furnace or the Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram, they can accommodate the existence of living beings, if they really encounter any dangers that are difficult to resist, they will directly pack up all of them, break through the void turbulence, and leave directly.

When everyone heard this, they immediately worked in groups of three, and marched forward under the leadership of Gan Ping, who smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Ma Ling'er's little hand, as if walking leisurely in the air, every step was half a mile away, fluttering like a fairy. However, flying in the air like this can only be in this marginal area, and the closer you get to the core of these two realms of mountains, the more powerful and numerous the birds and beasts in the air become, and even Mahayana monks will be consumed by life and death.

Everyone marched into a cup of tea, and their feet were full of hideous and strange numbers and swamps, which were made up for by poisonous gas, and the white bones were craggy, which made people's hearts tighten. "What kind of sound is this?" Zeng Qi has been restless since he entered the range of these two realms of mountains, and he looked restless, for no other reason, this burly man like a giant was actually afraid of this poisonous insect.

What made him even more depressed was that he had an extraordinary sense of hearing, and the slight chirping of the poisonous insects passing by his feet made him feel cold. Right now, he was looking at a cloud in the distance with a pale face, the cloud was changing and surging, showing a golden color, and in the process, a huge buzzing sound came, which made everyone can't help but be shocked.

"Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee!" Gan Ping's eyes immediately narrowed, staring at the huge cloud that was flying towards his party, it turned out to be a large group of Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bees, this terrifying eighth-order poisonous insect, there were tens of thousands. If it was a single eighth-order poisonous insect, it would be difficult for Gan Ping to flick his fingers and pinch it to death, but tens of thousands of eighth-order poisonous insects rushed in, and even he couldn't help but change his face slightly. "Sacrifice the magic weapon, protect your head and face, and capture this group of phantom bees!"

Although it is a little troublesome, there is a hint of joy in Gan Ping's eyes, this Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee contains strange poison, and it feeds on Gengjin's things, and even the magic weapon of Xuanbing can be eaten. However, where this poisonous insect appears, there will definitely be a heptane gold vein to accompany it, and if this heptane gold vein can be found to collect it, the situation in the door will be greatly alleviated. Even within his own boundary, he lacks this heptogen gold vein.

Everyone's faces changed slightly, but thinking of the strength of their party, they all settled down a lot, and some people showed a little joy. When this Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee flies, it is extremely fast, faster than lightning, and it is an excellent poisonous insect for refining the spirit of the flying sword. A high-grade phantom spirit sword, which can be sold for thousands of spirit stones outside, this poisonous insect is born with a heptene gold vein, which is extremely rare in the outside world, and it is a huge fortune to encounter it now.

In an instant, the treasure light surged, countless magic weapons rose up, and the disciples behind Gan Ping hurriedly formed a small Luo Tianxing Dou Array, and the magic weapons in their hands were exhausted, resisting this group of phantom bees to the death, and collecting them one by one.

However, Zeng Qi's face was pale, standing in the middle of the big array, not daring to move a bit, causing the cold rain on the side to roll his eyes, this stupid big man is not afraid of the sky, how can he be afraid of this insect or something? Look at that Ma Ling'er, a cowardly little girl, but together with Na Gan Ping, she rushed outside, not afraid of this hideous-looking bee at all.

Leng Yu let out a long sigh, and a small wooden branch in his palm was pointed, and a light and shadow slammed down, and it entangled a fist-sized Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee. Each of these poisonous bees has an eighth-order cultivation, comparable to a Jindan monk, even if Leng Yu is already in the realm of Yuan Ying, it is quite laborious to catch it alive, he not only glanced at Gan Ping and Ma Ling'er who were outside the Luo Tianxing Dou Array with a little envy.

The golden light flew in Ma Ling'er's palm, and when the jade finger was picked, a thumb-sized thunderbolt flew out, although this bee was strong, but it was also a genus of Gengjin, and it was contaminated by this thunder light, and it was numb all over the body, falling like raindrops. The cold rain here only received the second one, and Ma Ling'er over there has already captured no less than a hundred. As for Gan Ping, it made Leng Yu cry out for perversion. This eighth-order Gengjin Phantom Spirit Bee is extremely poisonous, even if the Yuanshen Monk is stung once, he will be poisoned by the Gengjin, and half of his body will be numb and turn into a golden stone. But Gan Ping is now relying on his strong body, coming and going in this flying bee colony, and every time he waves his giant palm, dozens of bees are captured in the palm of his hand, and he casually seals them into pieces of jade.