With the actions of the two of them, Gan Ping, who was comprehending the realm of the Heavenly Monarch in the void of the Evil Star, immediately felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart, as if a naked person was lying in the forest in the dark night and could not move, and a poisonous snake was slowly approaching that feeling, although he could not hear or see, but the fear from the depths of his soul occupied his heart.

"Boom, there is a sign of trapping, turning his back to the light and turning to the dark!" Gan Ping's finger moved, and with his current array divination and cultivation, he could already find a trace of enlightenment from the underworld. For monks, it is easy to calculate others, but it is extremely difficult to calculate the gains and losses of one's own safety.

Gan Ping used his innate calculations, and in an instant, he sensed a trace of crisis, and where this crisis came, pointed to a cloud of light and darkness from afar, although the black and white light could not see the figure in it, but he who fought mercilessly with the sun Haofeng and Taiyin, how could he not know that it was these two who calculated themselves?

Sensing the danger, Gan Ping immediately wrapped himself tightly with that chaotic aura, although it was not too late to make amends. This chaotic aura can best conceal its own heavenly opportunity, which is also the reason why those Great Luo Xingjun powers are not under the control of the Heavenly Dao. Now that Gan Ping had integrated this unformed chaotic aura into his body, the catastrophic clouds in the sky had shrunk by more than half.

Fang Cai's own divination shows that his crisis comes from the mighty clouds of calamity rolling in the air. It's just that Gan Ping can't figure it out anyway, could it be that the two Taiyin and Sun have any means to control the calamity generated by the rules of heaven and earth? If so, it would be too terrifying, even if it was a strong person of Da Luo Xingjun, he could only defeat the heavenly tribulation, but could not control it.

After all, the majesty of the Heavenly Dao is manifested in this thunderstorm, you can resist it, you can defeat it, but the Heavenly Dao cannot change with your wishes, cultivating immortals is a matter of stealing the sky, if you can freely control this thunderstorm, what else can you steal?

"The golden body of merit, whose real name is the divine soul, merges into one! The heavens and the fire path, the heart is harmonious!" Even so, Gan Ping felt that the sense of crisis was getting stronger and stronger, and it almost made his frightened cold hairs stand up, which was simply an unprecedented thing. With a wave of his hand, he sent the delicate and panting girls into the palace of the sealed ranks, while the thunder of judgment with the aura of destruction in Ma Ling'er's eyebrows floated out and hovered above Gan Ping's head.

"Judgment! Judgment!" the thunder of judgment flew and swirled, exuding an aura of excitement, and it was obvious that the aura displayed by this thunderstorm made him extremely excited. Through Gan Ping's acceleration of reversing time with the Sun Melting Furnace, the outside world has only passed a day, and the people inside have been cultivating for more than a hundred years. Ma Ling'er's cultivation skyrocketed again and again, and she was promoted to the middle rank of the Immortal Monarch, which made Gan Ping's heart tremble, for fear that her Dao heart would be unstable and something would happen.

And this thunder of judgment, when Ma Ling'er refined the power of the first innate thunder, was actually subdued by Ma Ling'er's raw refining, and it was no longer the appearance of the phantom, but a real first-level artifact. Of course, the price of casting this artifact body is naturally most of Gan Ping's collection.

Obviously, the Thunder of Judgment sent this phantom to Ma Ling'er that day, not out of good intentions. The body of this thunder of judgment is the thunder of the judgment in charge of the thunder punishment in the immortal realm, which is equivalent to the existence of Da Luo Xingjun, how could he release a phantom containing his own law at will and send it into Ma Ling'er's body? Obviously, he felt Ma Ling'er's chance, and planned to use a phantom shadow to protect the cause and effect of his physical body, and wanted to separate a wisp of luck from Ma Ling'er.

This is also a helpless thing, and Gan Ping has already sensed the trick of the Judgment Thunder Phantom long before it comes. However, in the face of such a dead-skinned Da Luo Xingjun, who clearly takes advantage of you, what can you do? Although this phantom can protect Ma Ling'er at the moment, once it gets enough benefits, it will break through the void as a matter of course. Even Da Luo Xingjun has to calculate the luck, which shows how good Ma Ling'er's luck is.

It's a pity that this time, this Star Monarch's power is a mistake in calculation, stealing chickens raw and not a handful of rice, when Ma Ling'er entered this world, this phantom has lost contact with the body. After all, this side of the world was evolved by that Taiyin Zhenren, and this Taiyin Zhenren was a figure who was almost comparable to Dao Ancestor back then, how could it be comparable to the Thunder of Judgment, who had been newly promoted to Daluo Xingjun in the past hundreds of thousands of years?

With the help of Gan Ping's Natal Yin Yang Divine Flame, Ma Ling'er spent more than a hundred years of hard work, together with Muye Enchanting and Liyan Hongluan, to preliminarily refine this wisp of innate first thunder power, and entered this phantom, spending countless treasures to finally refine this natal artifact.

It is worthy of being the incarnation of the thunder power of the first wisp of destructive breath in the innate, at this moment, the thunder power controlled by Ma Ling'er can really easily defeat Gan Ping, but this little girl is still very confused, and she doesn't know it. Although cultivation is stronger than himself, Gan Ping does not have the habit of letting women stand in the way, his own woman, no matter how strong you are, you need to protect yourself. However, this freshly baked thunder of judgment felt the thick aura of the calamity cloud, and took the initiative to fly out, loyally protecting the Lord.

Speaking of which, Gan Ping is also half the master of this artifact, and the breath in this thunderstorm has a tonic effect for this artifact, how can he let it go?

"Fire Birth Hongmeng! Sweeping the Flood Wilderness! Flame Refining Stars! Dawn Sun Reincarnation!" Under the sense of crisis that made Gan Ping's cold hair stand upright, he did not hesitate to use all the four forms of the Heavenly Fire Dao Divine Fist, and struck at the clouds in the air. The first strike is strong, he Gan Ping also has to try to do the thing that disturbs the heavenly machine and goes against the sky, he had all kinds of concerns before, and now his strength is finally completed, where can he fight against this heavenly way?

Before the strength of the rolling fist came into contact with the tribulation cloud, a dark aura flashed in mid-air, as if it had been stimulated by something, and the tribulation cloud in mid-air immediately dissipated the five elements, and all the heavenly thunders actually turned out in one go, and the torrential rain smashed head-on towards Gan Ping! The ninety-nine eighty-one Taihuan Heavenly Meridian Chaos Extinction Thunder Tribulation, which should have been aggravated layer by layer, was a total of 39,110 thunderbolts, and it was as if it had been splashed by someone, and it rushed towards the stunned Gan Ping!