Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 142 ; Innate Battle!Golden armor giant! [[-] words, two in one]

The three mountains that are connected together touch the sky like three fingers, majestic and majestic, and inside the three mountains, there is a huge world created by man-made. This is the branch of Tianshengjiao. As a result, the entire interior of the mountain was cold and humid.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the entrance leading to the inside of the mountain. A dozen or so high-ranking warriors of the natural sect guarding in front of the cave, before they could clearly see why, their heads were in different places, and their blood splashed into the sky and fell into a pool of blood.

Luo Ming, who threatened to find the Tianshengjiao sub-altar within an hour, kicked away a corpse standing in front of him triumphantly, but he was not crazy enough to go into the Tianshengjiao sub-altar by himself. He knew better than anyone the difference between the pseudo-innate realm and the innate realm, so he stood in front of the cave and waited for more than half an hour. When he turned his head, he showed a bit of sarcasm in triumph.

Bai Shan's eyes were heavy, and he walked into the cave, ignoring Luo Ming. The crowd followed closely. After beheading some members of the Tiansheng Cult along the way, they arrived at the huge karst cave opened inside the mountain. The congregation gathered quickly, and in a blink of an eye, thousands of people poured out from the corridor and the secret passage.

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to attack my Tiansheng sect branch!"

A dozen or so figures flickered and floated on a platform as big as a house, with various sacrificial patterns engraved on it. Each of them had a second-rank cultivation base, and the one in the middle was a pseudo-innate cultivation base, with a huge aura. His eyes were cold and stern, and he stared vigilantly at the group of people who invaded into the sub-altar. When he saw Baishan, his heart was shocked.

"Old man Baishan, the fifth-rank captain of the Zhenwu Division." Baishan revealed his identity without concealment, and his voice was like a Hongzhong Dalu, echoing through the rocky mountain and echoing in everyone's ears.

The scene was turbulent, and the Martial Guard Division took over the law to clear up the universe, and specifically suppressed those warriors who violated the ban with force.It may not be as mysterious as the demon slayer and the demon slayer, but its deterrent power is not inferior to that of the demon slayer and the demon slayer.

The dozen or so natural incense masters on the platform looked at each other with apprehension. There were not many Zhenwusi, but they were all masters among the masters. The fifth-rank captain of Zhenwusi, wouldn't he be a superpower in the congenital realm?

"Shut up!" The man in the pseudo-innate realm yelled like thunder and suppressed the commotion. He is the right guardian of the Tiansheng sect branch, and the iron guardian locked in the dungeon of Daze Prefecture is the natural guardian. The left protector of the teaching sub-altar, before the altar master comes forward, the entire sub-altar and everyone must obey him as the right guardian.

The moment the situation was stabilized, the right protector of the branch altar stepped forward and cupped his hands, "It turned out to be the senior of Zhen Wusi, disrespectful and disrespectful. I don't know why the senior came here. I was born to teach and never thought of becoming an enemy of the imperial court. "

"It's easy to say, since you have never thought of becoming an enemy of the imperial court, you can designate your dantian and capture it without a fight. Go back to Zhenwusi with the old man, and the old man can save your life."

Hearing that the old guy let himself proclaim his dantian as soon as he came up, and captured him without a fight, the face of the right guardian of the sub-altar was twisted together, and fierce murderous intent continued to be set off in his eyes.

"Persist in obsession." Bai Shan stretched out his right hand, and slowly closed his five fingers in the void space, as if manipulating the space in the area where the right protector of the sub-altar was located.

The huge power that can't be seen by the naked eye squeezes the Pseudo-Innate Realm sub-altar protector with nowhere to escape.

"Innate power! Only the strong in the innate realm can promote the innate power!"

The protector on the right side of the sub-altar mobilized the whole body's qi and blood with a low growl, stimulating the true qi in the dantian, his body was abruptly raised to the range of two meters, and the skin was covered with black veins.

But the innate power wrapped around him from all directions, like a pair of invisible big hands that suppressed all living beings in the world, the right guardian of the altar was so crushed that he couldn't move, his bones were about to shatter, and blood lines were cracked outside his rock-solid diamond skin.The dozen or so natural incense masters who stood on the platform with him were affected, and one after another they exploded into blood mist and powder.

"This is the martial artist of the innate realm? Raise your hands and feet, imprison one side of the void, and crush the opponent!"

Fang Ping's pupils changed drastically, but according to his observation, under the confinement of some innate force, although the right guardian of the pseudo-innate realm was crushed, there was still room for struggle. From this, it can be judged that the innate realm Even a strong person in the real world can't instantly kill a strong person in the pseudo-innate realm. Looking at it this way, the innate realm is not so powerful that it is unimaginable.

Of course, the crushing of realms still exists.

"Zhen Wusi, you are too deceitful!"

A sound like a ghost tearing eardrums, exploded in the building not far away, the building more than 50 meters high collapsed and sank in an instant, and a person walked out of the dust all over the sky. , he looks more than [-] years old, a little old, but his figure is tall and terrifying, his body is covered with muscle mass, and his height is close to three meters!

As soon as he appeared, an invisible and stalwart power spread out from his body. After interweaving with the "innate power" displayed by Baishan, ripples were drawn in the void space, and a wave appeared on the ground that could not bear the weight. A python-like ravine.

Fang Ping's mind was wide open, and he vaguely sensed the competition between the two forces, which were evenly matched and in full swing, and disappeared after a while, and the scene returned to a brief silence.

The master of the sub-altar of Tianshengjiao landed on the fragmented platform, glanced at the blood-stained right protector, flicked his fingers, and bestowed a longan-sized, blood-red elixir.

"Fensheng Pill." The right protector of the sub-altar looked hesitant. This is the secret pill of Tianshengjiao, which has three grades: upper, middle and lower. It can heal injuries in an instant, and can also stimulate potential, burn lifespan, and increase combat power several times in a short period of time. The consequences are also very scary, and life span will be shortened.

"Submit, today's enemy is attacking, and it is time for us to work together." The leader of the sub-altar of Tianshengjiao ordered unquestionably.

"Thank you... altar master for giving me the pill." Fentan Youfu took the pill helplessly, and as the strange and violent medicinal power traveled through his body, the wounds on his body were healed, and the true energy in his dantian, The qi and blood flowing in the blood vessels also increased crazily.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Bai Shan locked on the master of the sub-altar of the Tiansheng religion, soldiers against soldiers and generals, he had only one opponent, and that was the master of the sub-altar of the Tiansheng religion, who was also in the innate realm.

"Zhen Wusi, the altar master wants to ask for advice, let's see how much you can do!" The body of the sub-altar master of the Tiansheng sect shook, and his outer robe was smashed to pieces, exposing his black veins, The huge body with tightly-knit muscles, and the internal energy gushing out from the acupoints all over the body seem to be endless.

Condensed outside its body, it turned into a centipede phantom tens of meters long, densely scaled, and with thousands of feet like knives.

"The old man is as you wish." Bai Shan walked towards the altar master of the Tiansheng sect sub-altar with a gentle smile. During the process, his outer robes were smashed into powder, and then the rickety old body was full of energy and blood. Muscles and bones swelled to a height of more than two meters inside, and muscles like steel bars bulged out of the shriveled body.

Fang Ping;? ? ?
Are all old people so violent now?As soon as it comes up, it goes berserk.

"Zhen Wusi has many unique skills. This old guy cultivates "Dragon and Tiger Astral Qi". He is strong and strong, and he cultivates both internal and external." Luo Ming commented on Baishan's martial arts, and his eyes fell on the subordinate The right guardian of the "Fensheng Pill" is outside the altar.

After taking the elixir, the right guardian of the sub-altar, his strength has increased several times, and his combat power is infinitely approaching the innate realm, but Luo Ming is not afraid. He has a family inheritance, and among them is the martial arts secret to enhance his combat power. surgery.

"Dragon and tiger's energy! Subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!"

The berserk Baishan attacked the Tianshengjiao sub-altar master first, a vivid green dragon phantom, and a vivid tiger phantom appeared one after another around Baishan's two arms, asking him to possess it all at once. With the power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, the strength of the fist is accompanied by the roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger that shattered the mountains and rivers.

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!
The fist bombarded the air at high speed, sparks flew everywhere, and the air waves soared into the sky. The terrifying destructive force swallowed the body of the altar master of the Tiansheng sect sub-altar overwhelmingly.

"It doesn't hurt or itches, the innate powerhouse of Zhenwusi only has this little trick?"

Involved in it, a pseudo-innate-level powerhouse will be killed in the terrifying air wave, the body is three meters, and the skin is covered with black veins. Walking out, he stimulated the innate power in his body, combined with the inner power of the body that was as magnificent as a vast ocean and lake, and issued a palm print, which was as big as a millstone and surrounded by black mist.

"Dragon and Tiger Fury! King Kong is not bad!" Bai Shan roared, his waist sank, and he took a horse stance. The black palm prints the size of a millstone hit his aged body with flowing and transparent gangster energy, like a mountain colliding On the indestructible metal statue, it created an endless network of metal clashing sounds.

The next moment, the old comrade Baishan stepped forward, crushing the ground and shooting out.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." The head of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar's eyes lit up, waving his palm prints, and fought with Baishan at close range. The two of them punched and kicked each other, gradually lost their changes, and started a competition with pure strength !
The master of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar slammed his palm on Baishan's abdomen, leaving a dent, like a hammer hitting the indestructible metal statue, and Baishan punched the body of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar master covered with black veins. In addition, there can only be a bruise left.

"It's fierce." Fang Ping sighed.

"Kill!" A figure rushed towards him, it was the right guardian of the sub-altar who had taken the "Fensheng Pill". Ping and Luo Ming are enveloped in it together.

"I'm just here to watch the play, don't pick me up." Fang Ping retreated more than ten meters calmly, avoiding the attack and killing of the right guardian of the Tiansheng sect.

Luo Ming didn't move a single step, a crazy and bloodthirsty expression gradually appeared on his white and handsome face, and he shouted: "Watch how I killed this place."

"Slay this guardian? Young people don't know the heights of heaven and earth!" With the blessing of elixir, the combat power continued to increase rapidly, and the sub-altar right guardian who had already felt invincible in the pseudo-innate realm, the joints of the five fingers cracked and became like chicken feet It was also sharp and bent, and then it was torn off from top to bottom, and the bloody claw marks stained a large void.

Whoosh!
The air was torn apart by the bloody claw marks, and the power of this blow was no less than that of Wang Gui's saber aura after he had exhausted all his strength not long ago.

Fang Ping concentrated his attention. He wanted to see how Luo Ming would fight back. Under Fang Ping's unblinking gaze, Luo Ming, whose clothes were fluttering and his temperament was noble, but whose face was gradually going crazy, revived some ancient and strange power in his body. strength.

He seemed to use this power as a medium to recite the ancient mantra silently, and a strange and magical scene happened. A phantom of a giant with a golden giant sword in his hand and wearing the holy armor of the Huang family was one foot and five feet tall, as if not moving. King Ming, the god descended into the world, rose from the ground and stood behind Luo Ming. The golden armored giant raised the golden holy sword, and the huge sword blocked the bloody claw marks like a shield.

"...The power of blood, he is a child of the family?"

The right protector of the sub-altar understood why the altar asked him to take the "Fen Sheng Pill".

Facing a disciple of the same level of cultivation and with the power of blood, if he did not risk his life to take the "Fensheng Pill", a short-lived elixir, it would be impossible to fight against him!

It was too late and then soon, Luo Ming waved one hand, and the golden-armored giant standing behind him, synchronized with his movement, raised the golden holy sword high, smashing the sky and destroying the earth, and smashed at the right guardian of the sub-altar with a radius of hundreds of feet.

Rumble!
The one-foot-five-foot-tall golden-armored giant was not evolved from the inner power of true qi, but a kind of visionary blessing manifested after the power of the bloodline deep in Luo Ming's body was stimulated. The power he possessed shook the world. , A sword was struck, and the earth was divided into two halves, which brought a strong sense of crisis to Fang Ping who was standing in the distance.

"This blow can break through my foggy true qi armor, but it won't defeat me. I can still "use my body as a furnace". Even so, it's terrifying. The power of this bloodline is just like... Immortal cultivator's immortal law."

Fang Ping looked into the distance with enthusiasm, there was an old comrade from Baishan, the master of the altar of the Tiantian sect, the two were still fighting hand-to-hand, one had the power to subdue dragons and subdue tigers, and the other was covered with big black tendons all over his body. He is a heavenly man, but he still can't tell the difference between high and low, so Fang Ping turned his attention to Luo Ming again.

From the crack in the ground opened by the golden holy sword, a figure leaped out in embarrassment.

"The power of blood...the power of blood, damn family! Damn blood of family!"

Unkempt and disheveled, with blood oozing from half of his body, the right guardian of the sub-altar glared at Luo Ming with curses, as if he became such a mess because of the blessing of Luo Ming's bloodline.The fact is indeed true, blood, talent, potential, luck, these are all indispensable things for a warrior to climb to the peak of martial arts, and it is meaningless to blame others.

"Noisy! You should be extremely honored to ask me to mobilize the power of your bloodline to kill you."

Luo Ming, who had aroused the power of his blood, became more and more crazy. He approached the right guardian of the sub-altar with a grim smile, and his every move was synchronized with the golden-armored giant standing behind him.

(End of this chapter)