Martial Peak

In the quenching of the gods, Ghost, Ganji, Luo Yao are all pale and trembling, even if they are the strong two or three layers of the Holy King, some can not withstand such strong pressure.

Yang Kai also suffered from a huge pain, and he could not help but give birth to an illusion that he would explode and die.

However, the constant growth of the pure demon god's blood in the body effectively relieved his pressure, so when he turned his head and looked around, he found that only four of them were the best.

The other three are already faltering and unhappy.

"Ji Ping, what are you doing?" Ganji roared angrily.

Ji Ping was condescending, and he glanced at him faintly. His eyes were full of sarcasm, and he looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

The ghost screamed: "Ji Ping, you better pray that Laozi can't get out of trouble, or else you will be able to cramp your bones and make you die without a place to die!"

Ji Ping laughed, and he did not fear: "I have already opened the altar at the bottom of the pond. You are the sacrifice of the gods. You can't leave there if you have a big thing."

"Altar?" The ghost changed his face and shouted: "You have hidden something."

Ji Ping sneered: "If I am holding it out to you, I am afraid that it will be my own! I am not ignorant and sinister. I don't know why you think I will bring you in?" Such a big advantage, I don't know that one person is monopolized. It is a big joke. It is not afraid to tell you now. This quenching body pool contains all kinds of unimaginable mysteries. It can really quench the flesh, but wants to quench. Thoroughly refining, there are not enough sacrifices. If you die, it will be like a thunder. The body and the cultivation will be turned into energy, and I, like the bird, will change in your death. Strong."

Listening to him, a few people's faces are whiter, and this realizes Ji Ping's true intentions and thoroughly recognizes his sinister face.

Although Ghost and Ganji are not great people, they are not mediocre. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to fall into such a simple and obvious trap. They were all on the way to watch out for Ji Ping, but they could follow the road, and the various benefits they achieved made their vigilance relaxed, only immersed in the joy of harvest, and came to the quenching pool. Ji Ping jumped again and again, and they all followed suit until they had a problem, only to understand that all of this was in Ji Ping’s plan.

If regrets are too late, everyone is struggling and wants to jump out of the quenching pool, but the more they struggle. The greater the force of the pool underwater, the people can only reveal a head floating on the water, while accepting the quenching of the blood of the quenching Shenchi, while waiting for the death.

"Ji Ping. Do you even have to calculate it?" Luo Yao squatted and looked at Ji Ping, and he was pleading for beauty.

Ji Ping’s face was swaying and smug, and he looked at Luo Yao with some pity. For a long while, I sighed: "Although we only know a few years, I don't want you to die. I still like you very much. I also want to enjoy the effect of this quenching **** pool with you."

Luo Yao looks like a joy, and the charming face is full of smiles. She thinks that Ji Ping will not let himself die.

I know that Ji Ping slowly shook his head: "But now that everything is late, the altar is already open, you can't come out, I won't go in, and the number of sacrifices is too small. My ancestor was that year. When I came over, there were more than a dozen people who were treated as sacrifices. My ancestors were not very strong. When they came here, they were only like the kid..."

He pointed to Yang Kai: "Only into the Holy Trinity, is the lowest strength of that team. Anyone can bully him. Anyone can instruct him. When he discovers the benefits of this quenching body, he does not have his share. The crowd crowded him out and occupied the Shenchi. But who knows, it is this exclusion that saved his old man's life until the people are dead, my ancestors waited until the Shenchi calm, and enjoyed the effect alone, he It has been recorded in the classics that if there is no credit here, he will be cultivated to death. At most, he is only a two-three-level warrior of the Holy King. That is his limit. But do you know what his highest achievement is? Three levels, only one step away, you can reach the virtual kingdom!"

Ji Ping’s voice was high and emotional, and both hands waved exaggeratedly: “I can’t say that Ji Ping’s qualifications are excellent, but it’s much better than his old man’s time. With this hardened pool, I can At this level of the kingdom, I will one day reach this realm!"

"Virtual King!" The ghost suddenly laughed and laughed, but the laughter was rampant, but there was blood flowing out of the corners of the mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears. He ignored it and looked at Ji Ping with disdain: "On your own." Can you cultivate to the virtual kingdom? The virtual kingdom is too worthless."

Ji Ping is not annoyed, he said: "You will witness, when you become part of my body, you will be able to witness with me, Luo Yao, although I am sorry for you, but you are with them, together become Part of my body. Well, I will give you a place to commemorate you, and the days will be long. I believe I will meet the woman I like."

"Maniac, you are a madman!" Luo Yao face pale, snoring.

"As you say." Ji Ping converges on his own pity, his eyes coldly looking down, with a group of dying death, he really has nothing to say, just said so much, just venting.

The situation in the pool is getting worse and worse. Except for Yang Kai, the blood in the other three people is like boiling. It breaks through the meridians, tears the flesh and blood, seeps out the skin, and the blood of the red blood flows into the pool of quenching. The red pool of the red is dyed red.

Yang Kai only felt uncomfortable and did not have the danger of life.

A person's body capacity is limited. Just like Dantian's storage of Shengyuan, other warriors can't store it at this limit. If they are forced by external forces, they will only endless troubles, and they may break through Dantian. death.

Yang Kai is different. He used to condense yang liquid. Now he can store the excess sacred yuan into every inch of flesh and blood. His body is bottomless.

The effect of quenching the **** pool is just like those who have been cultivated. Ji Ping opened the altar below and played the role of the **** pool to the maximum. Geng Ge Ganji and Luo Yao could not bear such quenching. Death is only a matter of time. .

Yang Kai can transform this kind of tempering into a pure demon **** blood. He wants to temper the harder and better. Now the body of the demon has more than ten drops of blood, and each drop contains a heart-rending one. energy.

As soon as the tragic came, Ganji suddenly became crazy, bursting out of power, and madly attacking around. His eyes were red and **** from the eyelids, and his appearance was terrible.

bump……

A muffled sound came out, and a huge splash of water appeared in the quenching body pool. After the pool water fell, Ganji’s location was empty. On the pool, only a lot of broken meat and broken limbs floated, gradually After sinking into the water, it is dissolved by the pool water and becomes a huge nutrient.

When Ganji died, the quenching body pool became more and more boiling, and a large number of bubbles emerged from the bottom. Yang Kai clearly felt that the force that poured into himself in all directions became stronger, and he almost screamed.

The fact that Ji Ping said the sacrifice is not intimidating, but true, Ganji died as a sacrifice, and the effect of the quenching body pool will become stronger.

The next moment, Luo Yao’s screams resounded through the clouds, and this looks charming, and the dignified young woman also followed Ganji and went to his footsteps.

Before his death, Luo Yao’s beautiful hatred poured out in his heart, staring at Ji Ping, seemingly to print his ugliness into the depths of his soul.

The two men smashed and succumbed to death, and the bones were not saved. The effect of the quenching body pool suddenly increased a grade.

Under this circumstance, even the most powerful ghosts can't keep up, and they don't want to be shameful or humiliating. They hurriedly said: "Ji Ping, save me, I will give you space!"

Ji Ping was indifferent and looked at him indifferently. He said: "You are dead. When the quenching body pool calms down, I will naturally look for it. I will not take it away from the space in your space. Everything here. It’s all mine.”

"You will be retribution!" The ghosts roared again and again.

Ji Ping laughed wildly: "I am waiting, but you have no chance to see it."

When the voice just fell, the ghost completely burst open, and the space he wore on his hand flew in the air and fell into the pool water, disappearing.

Ji Ping saw the hot eyes, but did not rush to collect.

After waiting for a while, I suddenly looked strange and strange: "How can you even melt the soul?"

He has been wary of the death of a few people to find out the spirit, but also ready to kill them as soon as they do so, will never let their souls leave.

What he did not expect was that the traces of the souls of several people did not show up, and it seemed to be a sacrifice and flesh and blood died together.

Speaking to himself, he suddenly turned his head and turned to Yang. He frowned: "Boy, why are you still not dead?"

Yang opened his forehead with blue veins, endured unimaginable pain and torture, and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe my strength is too low, maybe I am still on the edge, do you want to check it down?"

Ji Ping coldly said: "When are you an idiot?"

Yang Kai nodded heavily: "You are really idiotic, just looking at the things in front of you, you are not aware of being attacked from behind."

Ji Ping's face changed and he turned back suddenly. He saw a double-horned head. The **** man concealed his breath and quietly approached from the rear.

"Dickey?" Ji Ping’s souls are all gone, and they are discolored.

After seeing the state of the demon strongman, he calmed down a lot. Dicky didn't know what kind of danger and battle he had suffered. He was wounded everywhere, it looked like a wolf, and he only had one person. The companions who followed him were all gone.