Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 368; Gathering together, the Great Empress of Wu Kingdom [[-] words]

In front of the Abode Hut at the foot of the mountain.

More than a dozen figures raised their eyes one after another, and when they saw it, their hearts were filled with turbulent waves, and their eyes were filled with astonishing light. Only one of them was two meters tall, with thick arms, and his pupils were as sharp as golden lamps. A young man in black, looking majestically into the past and the present, stands awe-inspiring on the golden chariot as bright as the golden sun.

The golden chariot was spotless, surrounded by divine splendor, and the exterior of the chariot was covered with knives, axes, and traces of the baptism of war. A young god from all over Kyushu.

"Hiss, who is this person?"

Among the dozen or so warriors in front of the Jingshe hut, several of them are martial saints with supernatural powers, but under Fang Ping's overlord who swallowed up mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, he also felt a sense of insignificance and humbleness that he couldn't breathe and wanted to worship.

"Fellow Daoist is here."

Qiu Xuanji flitted out from the hut of the jingshe, and clasped his hands in the air.

Fang Ping nodded slightly and asked, "Is everyone here?"

"The royal family of Wu Kingdom, the Prison Blood Mountain has not arrived yet."

Qiu Xuanji replied indifferently. In his opinion, the ones who are concerned about the opening of the cave treasure left by the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace this time are the Prison Blood Mountain and the royal family of the Martial Kingdom. Saints are not enough.

Hearing this, Fang Ping swept towards the dozen or so warriors in front of the hut, three of them were supernatural powers, and the rest were all below supernatural powers.

"He's not even a supernatural martial artist, so he dares to mix in this muddy water. It's dizzying, but that's all."

Looking at dozens of warriors who were not yet in the realm of supernatural powers, Fang Ping closed his eyes indifferently, and waited quietly.

"Brother, look...do we still need to stand here?"

"What the second brother said is very true. Among us, eldest brother, you have the highest cultivation level, but you are only a great master of martial arts. Not to mention that the three of us combined are not worth a finger of a supernatural martial artist, and you didn't listen What did the old man say, Prison Blood Mountain, the royal family of Wu Kingdom will also come, that Prison Blood Mountain is the martial god lineage, and Wu Kingdom is one of the six great kingdoms of the human race."

The two warriors in front of Jingshe looked at each other and retreated.

The eldest brother of the great master of martial arts is also a reckless person who insists on going his own way. In fact, he doesn't know what the luck in the Tianjian Mountain Range is, but an unknown chance full of mystery is often the most important thing. People were so fascinated, before Fang Ping arrived, the two brothers tried to persuade him many times, but they didn't listen.

Now that Fang Ping came, this person was instantly shocked by Fang Ping's mighty power like a god descending from the earth, and the last illusion in his heart was shattered.

"Second brother, third brother is right..."

With a long sigh, the man who was a martial arts master was about to leave with his two brothers.

Qiu Xuanji looked over with vicissitudes of life, and said: "You can go, but you have to leave things behind."

He was quite reasonable, but the three supernatural martial sages present were not unreasonable. With a fierce face, the short stature supernatural martial sage old man scolded directly: "It's ridiculous that mere ants want to fight for the fortune in the mountains. Don't overestimate yourself."

The man, the great master of martial arts, panicked and took out the iron key, and just now he took the two brothers and left the depths of the mountain like a gust of wind.

Witnessing this scene, several warriors present who held the iron key and whose cultivation base was not in the realm of supernatural powers, left the iron key and fled here one after another.

In an instant, the number of people standing at the scene dropped sharply. Outside of Fang Pingqiu's mystery, there were the three supernatural martial saints. Among the three supernatural martial saints, there were two people from the same group, one male and one female, and the men were in their 40s. , open-minded, handsome face, a woman in her 30s, wearing a gorgeous neon dress that looks like a bird's feather, with her hair tied up in a high bun and emerald crested hairpin inserted.

Standing side by side, they looked at each other affectionately, they should be a couple, that fierce-faced, short stature old man with supernatural powers and martial arts, was alone.

"Fellow Daoists have immeasurable merits." Qiu Xuanji said jokingly.

Fang Ping laughed: "What does it have to do with me?"

"If it weren't for fellow daoist's unstoppable and majestic attitude, these people wouldn't have escaped from the quagmire." Qiu Xuanji said with emotion.

Fang Ping didn't take it seriously. His appearance had indeed played some role, but it was not his intention. Those guys who couldn't recognize themselves or see the situation clearly would die in vain. The sound transmission asked: "Listen My friend said this, but I am a little curious. You have been waiting in this Tianjian Mountain Range for hundreds of years.

When those warriors who left just now came to the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range with iron keys, why didn't fellow Taoists take the iron keys from their hands, but left behind the method of communication and let them leave?Aren't you afraid that these people will have an accident and lose the iron key, so that this cave treasure will never be opened again? "

Qiu Xuanji sighed, this fellow Daoist Wang Teng not only possesses a heaven-shaking and peerless martial arts demeanor, but also has a keen mind that is not comparable to ordinary people. He replied: "In the past, the ancestor was attacked by the enemy, and he survived by chance, and escaped into the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range. At that time, it is already a short life."

"And when the masters of my Holy Sword Palace came to get back the inherited treasures left by the ancestors, they encountered a large number of masters who attacked and killed them, resulting in the fall of all the elders of the Holy Sword Palace. And the keys of the treasure were broken and scattered all over the world."

"The culprit who sneaked up on the ancestor, who is still lying in ambush in the Tianjian Mountain Range, coveting the inheritance of the ancestor's treasure, and attacked and killed my holy sword palace, is probably Wu Kingdom, Prison Blood Mountain, or one of the two families did it, or It’s the two joining hands.”

"Fellow Daoist, think about it, the ancestor fell, and all the masters in the sect also perished, and the Holy Sword Palace was severely injured and devastated. Under such circumstances, it would be cheaper to open the treasure left by the ancestor. That Prison Blood Mountain, the royal family of the Wu Kingdom. They each hold a key fragment in their hands, and they are indispensable to open the ancestor's treasure."

"If the old man collects all the key fragments other than them, no matter who suppresses the old man, he can directly open the inheritance treasure left by the ancestor. It's better to let those iron fragments scatter all over the world."

Fang Ping suddenly realized that the old man is still very cunning, but no matter how cunning he is, he can't hold back the general trend. To open the inheritance of the treasure of the ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace Martial God, no matter what, he can't get around the Prison Blood Mountain. There is an iron key.

A few days passed.

Fang Ping chatted with the old man a lot. The other party was born in the Holy Sword Palace and lived for thousands of years. Every time, he would say something that Fang Ping didn't know.

The world of Kyushu is huge and boundless. After the great changes in the ancient times, the world collapsed, and most of the world of Kyushu sank into the bottom of the sea. Hundreds of countries appeared on the land where people could live. There are still many uncivilized lands abroad, where there are barbarian tribes who drink blood.

In Human Race 33, there are ten major demon sects and nine major Xuanzong sects, all of which were established by Martial Gods. Prison Blood Mountain is one of the ten major demon sects, and it ranks at the bottom of the top ten demon sects, like the top ten demon sects ranked at the bottom. In the first few statues, there are more than two living warriors, who can dictate to the six great nations.

"Strange."

Qiu Xuanji was secretly surprised.

Among the many supernatural powers and warriors he has seen in his life, no one can compare with Fang Ping in terms of majestic and domineering momentum and unrivaled brilliance. With Ping's demeanor, he had guessed that Fang Ping might come from a certain big country, or he was born in the top ten demon sects or nine Xuanzong sects.

But from the few days of conversations, he felt that although Fang Ping's insights into martial arts were astounding and penetrating, he was always refreshing and astonishing. The existence of the Great Demon Sect and the Nine Great Xuanzongs is unknown, as if they were born in a remote small country and have never gone out of some kind of supernatural powers and martial arts.

……

this day.

The sky suddenly darkened.

A gigantic object covered the void of thousands of feet and fell down, crushing the clouds and causing the clouds to burst.

"coming."

Fang Ping, who was recuperating with his eyes closed on the Jin Ge chariot, raised his head and looked outside the Tianjian Mountain Range, but he saw a flying boat that was as long as a thousand feet long and as huge as a mountain city. Fall into the sky.

Wow

The black-gold hull is as crystal clear as a gem agate, sparkling and colorful under the sunlight.

There are many pavilions and pavilions above the flying boat, and there are flying flags, and a huge palace stands tall.

Floating far away from the mountains, before entering the Tianjian Mountain Range, it gives people a sense of shock that the mountains are about to rain and the wind is filling the buildings, and the black clouds are overwhelming the city.

"The black gold flying dragon boat used by the royal family of the Wu kingdom is as strong as gold, and it can resist for a while when encountering a martial sage with supernatural powers. The royal family of the country has accumulated thousands of years, and there are only three black gold flying dragon boats."

Qiu Xuanji said with a heavy brow.

Fang Ping is not envious, his golden armor is not inferior to the black gold flying dragon boat.

Rumble

Thousands of mountains and ravines are crumbling in front of the huge flying boat passing across the sky, and dust is flying.

The sacred and majestic flying boat, like a golden dragon, has terrifying waves that can smash even the sun, moon and stars.

Not long after, the flying boat floated in front.

Thousands of soldiers wearing golden armor, holding golden spears, and wearing fire dragon helmets stood neatly on the deck. Each of them was vigorous, full of blood, strong and tall, gathered in a square formation of hundreds of people. At the same time, there is no movement, but as long as an order is issued, everything will be beneficial.

"Wu Kingdom's Golden Fire Dragon Army, this is a group of elites cultivated by Wu Kingdom with different kinds of spirit beast meat and various nourishing elixir. They are all experienced in hundreds of battles, decisive in killing and attacking, and have outstanding combat power. A thousand golden fire dragon troops form a battle formation, which can challenge the supernatural martial arts."

Qiu Xuanji snorted.

He didn't have a good opinion of the Wu Kingdom's royal family. After all, it was probably the Wu Kingdom's royal family who were behind the sneak attack on the ancestor of the Martial God in the Holy Sword Palace.

"good."

"This thousand golden fire dragon army has brass tendons and iron bones, blood energy like a torrent of furnaces, and dantian true energy is powerful. They are all battle-tested and determined people, and the energy mechanisms between them are still connected like running water and spider webs."

Fang Ping saw some tricks, but it was just heresy. With the strength of everyone, it was comparable to the mighty power of returning to heaven and earth. He turned his eyes and landed on more than ten figures on the flying boat. Each of these ten figures was extraordinary. Peerless, with tall horns, helmets and armor, and robes and belts, let's talk about the strong man wearing a golden scale bright armor and a suanlin pocket on his head.

His eyes are like torches, and his energy is soaring to the sky.

Wherever he stood, even Fang Ping felt an astonishing sense of threat, and the few figures standing with him were not easy to deal with.

"The top ten generals of the Wu Kingdom, the number one general Nangongxuan, the second one Guo Mu, and the third one Lu Yuanba, these three are all great supernatural martial saints who condensed three supernatural seeds. The great generals are slightly inferior, but they have also condensed two supernatural power seeds to form a great formation of supernatural generals, which is unmatched in the realm of supernatural powers!"

"The royal family of the Wu Kingdom actually sent a lot of them here..."

Qiu Xuanji glanced at Fang Ping solemnly. The latter was quite calm, but he was not at ease.

"Then the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace died in such a remote and barren place?"

There was noise.

A man and a woman came out of the golden palace standing on the flying boat, they were the third prince of Wu Kingdom and the eldest princess respectively.

The third prince of Wu Kingdom, who has only condensed a supernatural seed in his body, has a very good image. He wears a unicorn crown, a dragon robe, auspicious beast climbing cloud boots, and a belt like glass around his waist. His facial features are sharp and angular, and he is exceptionally handsome , his whole body is full of vigor, as heroic as the sun.

He walked out of the Golden Palace, overlooking the Tianjian Mountain Range condescendingly, showing a condescending and disdainful expression from the inside out.

"Don't speak in vain. When the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace was alive, he was also famous in the 33 countries of the human race. He was buried here. It can only be said that his fate is not good. If he is still alive, the Holy Sword Palace will not decline."

There are two supernatural power seeds shining in the body of the Great Empress of Wu Kingdom. She is almost 27 years old, and she is only [-] or [-] years old. She is wearing a Qingluan robe, with a pair of tall and slender jade legs, a slender waist, and a beautiful appearance. , with a fair and flawless face, she glanced at the figures in front of the thatched hut in the abbot, and her gaze fell on the young man in black on the golden chariot involuntarily.

The young man in black standing on the golden chariot is like a golden lamp rising in the long night. The sky and the earth can't hide his ancient and modern posture. His clothes are flying around, his black hair is shawl, and his tall and powerful body is constantly shining. Exuding the overlord's power of looking down on the world and being the only one who respects me, this kind of demeanor amazed the empress of Wu Kingdom like an arrow piercing her heart.

"Miss?"

The third prince of the Wu Kingdom looked at the eyes of the Great Empress of the Wu Kingdom, his heart was shaken, and he felt a little ashamed. Feeling a bit jealous, he strode forward immediately, and his whole body swept out and pressed towards the black-clothed youth on the golden chariot.

"Oh?"

Fang Ping, who was oppressed by the Wu Dao aura of the third prince of Wu Kingdom, ignored it and laughed lightly.

"Don't be unreasonable!" The eldest princess of the Wu Kingdom glared at the third prince of the Wu Kingdom angrily, and scolded: "If you are acting recklessly and frizzy again, go back to the Wu Kingdom!"

The third prince of the Wu Kingdom looked embarrassed and angry. It was rare for him to see the eldest princess of the Wu Kingdom reprimand him so mercilessly, and she was reprimanding him mercilessly in full view of the public. He inevitably asked a little dissatisfied: "Why? Just try to see if that person is just a fake, no..."

"Shut up!" The Great Empress of Wu Kingdom emphasized her tone, and warned: "This trip is dominated by me, if you are not convinced, just leave, no one will stop you."

The Third Prince of Wu Kingdom gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, still dissatisfied.

The Empress of Wu Kingdom didn't care whether he was convinced or not, she stretched out her right hand, pushed him away, saluted Fang Ping Wanfu from the air, and said, "Lin Jiuyao of Wu Kingdom, I have seen Your Excellency."

Fang Ping, who saw all the way this woman reprimanded the third prince of Wu Kingdom, felt that this woman belonged to the kind of woman who could communicate normally, so he nodded without ignoring her.

"May I ask what your name is, and which country do you come from? But you were born in the Ten Great Demon Sects and the Ninth Great Xuanzong?" The Empress of the Wu Kingdom smiled, as touching as a hundred flowers blooming.

The third prince of Wu Kingdom looked at him with hatred. He has grown up so much, and he has never seen the eldest princess of Wu Kingdom smile so gently at him.

"Mr. Wang, what are you talking about about the Ten Great Demon Sects and the Nine Great Xuanzongs." Fang Ping shook his head.

The Great Empress of Wu Kingdom looked thoughtfully at the old guy standing beside the golden chariot, she had learned about Dongtian Treasure from the Emperor of Wu Kingdom before she came: "Your Excellency? "

"The Supreme Elder of the Holy Sword Palace, Qiu Xuanji." Qiu Xuanji did not hide it, and truthfully revealed his identity.

The beautiful eyes of the Great Empress of Wu Kingdom shrank, she returned to Fang Ping's body, and she said with a complicated expression: "The old man has found a good helper, but even if the cave treasure is left by your ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace Martial God, you are still a strong man." Stay here. With the help of ten great gods and generals, this princess is bound to win this trip, and no one can stop me."

In front of the hut.

Looking at the huge lineup on the flying boat, the short stature old man with supernatural powers and martial arts felt a little weak in his calves. He has only a supernatural power seed in his body. Want to join? Can people look up to him?

The miraculous Wusheng couple not far away, their complexions are not much better.

Two days later, Prison Blood Mountain came.

The battle is also grand and monstrous.

But look at a cloud of blood covering dozens of miles, coming from the horizon, pressing the sky and the ground dark red, floating and sinking, ghosts crying and gods howling, flying sand and rocks.

Layer upon layer of blood-red clouds filled the sky like a sea of ​​blood.

After pouring into the Tianjian Mountain Range, the clouds receded, revealing more than a dozen figures, one by one stepping on the blood cloud, full of dark energy, billowing with demon power, as if a demon descended into the world, looking down covetously.

The black-crowned old man standing at the top has sunken eye sockets and a lot of wrinkles on the outside of his face. Yet?"

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(End of this chapter)