The cold voice resounded in the sky, and a light that was even more blood-red and translucent than this blood god son suddenly rose up, and in an instant, the small planet where the two of them were standing was shining brightly and disintegrating into pieces. That person couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, he could not even let himself notice, obviously this person's cultivation was extremely high.

Standing coldly in the void, Gan Ping looked at the fierce demon in front of him expressionlessly, although the current Gan Ping's whole body was restrained and did not exude a trace of mana fluctuations, but the cold eyes made this dusty heart. "The blood is disformed, the evil qi is full, it's not bad!" As if looking at a piece of dead meat on the cutting board on the side of the road, Gan Ping looked up and down at this dust, and immediately spoke.

But Chen couldn't help but be secretly angry in his heart, just now he had seen clearly that this kid was just a Mahayana high-level cultivator, and he had not yet stepped into the stage of crossing the tribulation. However, although this Mahayana monk looked extremely difficult to provoke in the eyes of others, in front of a heavenly immortal master like him, he was not worth a shame at all. I comforted myself like this, but I just wanted to shout angrily, but I found that I couldn't say a word, not only my mind was taken away by someone, but I don't know when, even the space I was in was quietly blocked by someone.

All the signs are light on the surface, and the person who can exert such silent and uninterrupted immortal master supernatural powers is the cold young man in front of him. At this moment, he realized why his own killing and robbery should be on this Ling Qianxue, this little inconspicuous Yuanying monk, but he was his own death leader. However, the funny thing is that all this was self-inflicted, I thought that I had spied on the will of heaven and planned to nip my calamity in the bud, but I didn't expect that everything about myself was in the calculation of heaven.

"Three thousand blood gods, explode for me!" roared in his heart, such a murderous old demon naturally would not be restrained, and he made the best choice in an instant, and half of the three thousand blood gods he cultivated immediately burst open. The poisonous snake devours his hand, the martyr breaks his wrist, and he can only fight at this moment! The blood mist in the sky immediately puffed up, but Chen just wanted to use the power of this blood explosion to explode this space, and travel into the turbulence of time and space, so as to escape.

"I just want to leave now, don't you think it's a little late?" smiled coldly, and a colorful light suddenly flashed, it was the Great Five Elements Annihilation Divine Light. The invincible light swept through all obstacles in an instant, passing through the center of the dusty eyebrows, and Gan Ping's strange hand covered with dragon scales had already penetrated into the blood mist and fished out a blood-colored baby who was howling endlessly.

As soon as he grabbed it, he pressed on the dusty primordial infant, and in an instant, the primordial infant quickly dried up, and bursts of information entered Gan Ping's sea of knowledge, and Gan Ping couldn't help but show surprise, and was about to continue to urge this soul-searching secret technique, but the primordial infant of the Blood Demon Ancestor could no longer support it, and it burst open. Shaking off the dirt on his hands, Gan Ping couldn't help but hold a blue ring shining in his palm and was slightly stunned.

And in mid-air, the body of this old demon had already been killed by Gan Ping's five-colored divine light, but the more than a thousand blood god sons were still imprisoned in that space, and it was difficult to get out. This is equivalent to the blood god son of the dust clone, only one escapes, it will cause monstrous killing, after all, this magic skill needs endless blood to feed, the reason why this old demon has disappeared all these years is precisely because there were too many kills in the past few years, and the accumulation is enough, and it is just a way to seek the coming of the catastrophe.

Those blood god sons swayed in the slightest, constantly impacting and running, stirring up this space in chaos, which was really irritating. "Noise!" A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and an extremely bright flame appeared in the air, rushing towards the huge blood cloud, with the entry of this spark, the blood cloud that originally shrouded a radius of dozens of miles immediately slowly shrank with a smile, and the blood god sons who were in it also fled in shock. It's a pity that this space has been imprisoned by Gan Ping's Finger Earth Formation Method, and these Blood God Sons can't escape at all, and they have been refined one after another under that innate Tushi Silence True Flame.

Shaking his hand and grabbing a blood god son who was still fleeing, Gan Ping frowned, and a strange-shaped ruler appeared in his palm, urging violently. "It turned out to be three thousand and three, this old devil, but also knows the truth of the three holes of the cunning rabbit, it's a pity that you met me!"

"Daoyou's subordinates are merciful, Daoyou spare your life, if you let me live, I will take you to the Dayan Immortal Mansion and find the opportunity to calculate the world, what do you think?" Seeing that Gan Ping really had the ability to kill himself, he was still like a blood god son without spiritual wisdom in front of him, so he immediately changed his color and wailed at this Gan Ping.

"Dayan Immortal Mansion, it's a pity that you only know the skin, and you don't need you anymore!" His eyes were cold, and after Fang Cai's soul search, Gan Ping already knew how many evil things this old demon had done, and where would he keep his hand? In an instant, a sword light swept out, slashing towards the thousands of lifelines.

As soon as the knife fell, the old devil's pleading voice immediately stopped, and the blood god son in Gan Ping's palm also burst violently, turning into a cloud of red and black mist, floating endlessly. The black mist was so thick that it seemed like substance. Ling Qianxue in the distance couldn't help but cover her mouth, this evil aura was almost condensed, it could be seen how many people this old demon had killed. However, she immediately became worried about this Gan Ping again, although this dust was fierce, it was not that there was nothing to restrain him, but he had killed too much, and his evil qi was almost condensed into Gang, even the top masters did not dare to kill him at will.

After all, this evil qi is not a kind of heaven and earth vitality at all, but it is formed by the deceased's resentment that is difficult to vent, and it is extremely difficult to refine or destroy. However, if such a terrible thing is emanated, it can be said that it will be infinitely poisonous and cause disaster. Therefore, those great monks turned a blind eye to this, and no one wanted to slash at a big bomb, right?

The evil aura formed in that blood cloud was even thicker, almost tearing that space apart, which made Ling Qianxue even more worried. However, Gan Ping picked his lips, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the sword light hovering in front of him, with his permission, immediately let out a roar of joy, swallowed the evil qi in front of him, and immediately flew towards the tumbling blood cloud.

Although this evil qi is something that other monks can't avoid, but for the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, it is the key to condensing the body. While he was thinking about it, he counted the golden silk threads in mid-air and appeared coldly and disappeared into Gan Ping's body. Gan Ping only felt that his body was light, and the coercion of heaven and earth that was originally bound on his body was also immediately relieved.

"Meritorious Golden Light?" glanced at the sky in a little surprise, it seemed that this dust really had a way to die, and he was so jealous of the heavens that he killed him, and actually made merit from the sky. This merit is golden, Gan Ping only fell a few threads after he saved more than a million living beings in Qingfeng City, and what he got now is about the same as that day, which shows the prosperity of this old demon's killing.

The Blood Transformation Divine Knife happily walked through the black and misty aura, inhaling the endless aura, passing through the innate Turbulent Silence True Flame from time to time, and condensing itself with the help of that terrifying firepower. After entering the meditation to heal his wounds, Gan Ping's understanding of the cultivation method of the Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword has reached a higher level. It turned out that the reason why this Blood Transformation Divine Sword was feared by people was not the terrifying devouring sharp attribute, but the evil transformation body, which harmed people invisibly.

With just one knife down, a faint scratch appears, which can make the Mahayana and even the Heavenly Immortal masters turn into pus and blood, which is the terrifying place of the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife. The extreme sharpness that Gan Ping pursued before went astray. Absorbing the evil qi between heaven and earth and condensing into Gang, where it passes through is stained with death and death, this is the true face of this Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and it is also the reason why it threatens the Kyushu space.

When Gan Ping repaired his own purple lotus, he found a trace of the true spirit of the Blood Divine Knife, and immediately took out the fragments of the previous divine knife, refined it again, and with the help of many treasures, he forcibly cast this divine knife again, and the sword spirit was reunited. However, in the end, it is different from before, the sword spirit and wisdom of this divine knife are a little degraded, but it is still extremely attached to Gan Ping.

How easy is it to condense and reforge the body? For a long time, Gan Ping has not been able to communicate deeply with this sword spirit, and now that this divine sword has been destroyed, he has spied on the core of this divine knife. Seven thousand two hundred kinds of poisonous things in the world are gathered in one furnace, and the five elements of heaven and earth are taken and refined, and the sword body is condensed. Moreover, he had to carve countless formations in it, and Gan Ping knew how clumsy the Heavenly Demon Blood Divine Sword he had refined before. Legend has it that when this divine knife was born, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sky was full of blood and rain, and it was difficult for people and ghosts to stay where they passed.

However, refining this divine sword body and taking out all the savings by yourself is barely possible, but this gang is difficult to get. But what Gan Ping didn't expect was that he was dozing and came to the pillow, but this dust didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and immediately killed it, and the gang was just used to refine the divine knife, as for this thick essence blood, it had already been refined into a fist-sized blood pill by the divine flame, and it was dripping and turning in Gan Ping's palm.

This viciously plundered essence blood is the most jealous of the heavens, but immortal cultivators can't use it easily. However, if it is to come to quench the body of the demon beast, it is the most suitable. However, Gan Ping is not in a hurry at the moment, the power of Huo'er's essence and blood is extremely strong, and he does not need the help of blood yuan, this group of blood yuan can push the Bizhu Tianqi to the fourteenth order, and it is also an arm help for himself, but unfortunately there is no time at the moment. A ray of light shot out, and the divine soul imprint on the storage ring left by the dust immediately collapsed, and the last trace of this peerless murderer also dissipated between heaven and earth.

A dark green ancient book flashed in Gan Ping's palm, and the two obscure seal characters on it made Gan Ping's heart pound, "Returning to Tibet"!