Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 369; Valkyrie Corpse, Inheritance [[-] words]

Puffs of blood-colored clouds, overlapping one after another, covered the mountains, rivers and land with a radius of tens of miles like the ocean, and the killing and destruction, the violent and bloody atmosphere permeated the world, and the sun and the moon were soaked in this world. During the howling of ghosts and gods, dozens of Prison Blood Mountain supernatural martial saints stepped on blood clouds one by one, and lined up high in the sky.

Headed by the black-crowned old man standing on the blood-colored cloud at the top.

Fang Ping glanced at the old guy with lightning eyes, his heart beat violently involuntarily, and the hairs on his back stood on end. The strength of this old guy should not be underestimated. He definitely condensed three magical seeds exist.

Amidst the weird laughter, the black-crowned old man looked down at the crowd below, and when he saw the majestic and sacred young man in black standing on the golden chariot, his eyes lingered in amazement and suspicion for a moment, but in a blink of an eye He stared at Qiu Xuanji, he seemed to know Qiu Xuanji, and said with a dark and cold face: "If everyone is here, let's start quickly."

Qiu Xuanji ignored the black-crowned old man as he turned a deaf ear, and quietly explained the identity of the black-crowned old man to Fang Pingdao: "This thief is the suzerain of Prison Blood Mountain, the old thief of Weiling! The one who came with him is Prison Blood Mountain The elders in the palm hall each have the cultivation base of two supernatural power seeds, and the other two have condensed three supernatural power seeds."

Since the ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace's Martial God fell, Prison Blood Mountain has been suppressing the Holy Sword Palace everywhere. I am afraid that if the Holy Sword Palace rises one day, a second Valkyrie giant will appear. The Holy Sword Palace has been depressed for thousands of years. Mountain merit is indispensable, for this reason when Qiu Xuanji mentioned the suzerain of Prison Blood Mountain, he yelled at each old thief, his teeth itching with hatred.

Fang Ping thought to himself, relying on the seeds of yin and yang supernatural powers and the rudimentary supernatural power of the immortal golden body, he is not afraid of the supernatural martial saint who has condensed three supernatural power seeds. His lineup, as well as the lineup of this Prison Blood Mountain, can be described as extremely luxurious, and strong dignitaries can't bring up the idea of ​​​​resistance.

But if the two families enter the cave treasure together, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and there is still room for manipulation.

On the flying boat, the princess of the Wu Kingdom was tall and curvy, with a fluttering wind robe, and her clear and noble face was covered with a bit of jealousy. As one of the top ten demon sects in the 33 countries of the human race, Prison Blood Mountain was not inferior to Wu Kingdom in terms of strength. This time, the biggest obstacle for her to seize the inheritance of the Martial God Patriarch of the Holy Sword Palace is undoubtedly the Prison Blood Mountain.

"Perhaps there is another person worthy of my attention." The princess of Wu Kingdom stared at the tall figure standing on the golden chariot in thought. So far, she still can't see how many magical seeds Fang Ping has condensed. But the exuberant and unrivaled brilliance displayed by the other party alone can be as brilliant as her side, the prison blood mountain side, standing on a tripod.

Thinking of the eldest princess of Wu Kingdom here, she turned her head to look at the third prince of Wu Kingdom.

The latter didn't know why, before the empress of Wu State reprimanded him in front of everyone, causing him to lose all face.

"When you arrive at the cave treasure, you bring a thousand gold fire dragon army and stare at that person, but you are not allowed to attack him unless it is absolutely necessary." The Empress Wu made a serious arrangement. The task is given to the third prince of Wu Kingdom.

The third prince of the Wu Kingdom, who has a supernatural seed, holds a weapon in his hand, and can deal with a supernatural warrior who has condensed two supernatural seeds. A thousand golden fire dragon army can also match the supernatural power after forming a battle formation.

"Okay, I got it." The third prince of Wu Kingdom nodded his head incredulously, and said in his heart: "You look down on me, right? I don't believe that man has three heads and six arms. After staying in the cave, I can do whatever I want. Do it, no one can stop me, no one can give orders to this prince, and you, Lin Jiuyao, have no qualifications."

The Great Empress of Wu Kingdom, who didn't know the stupid thoughts of the Third Prince of Wu Kingdom, took out the iron key that the Lord of Wu Kingdom gave him.

The Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain stood on the cloud head, followed by throwing out dull, cold-colored iron shards.

Soon.

The nine iron keys needed to unlock the ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace's Martial God, produced some kind of interaction with each other, and there was an obscure brilliance. Something like a sword.

boom boom boom

The clouds rise and the wind surges, and the lightning flashes and thunders.

The iron key sank into the inside of the mountain peak that was full of fierce charm, like throwing a stone into water, it disappeared.

After a few breaths, the steep and jagged peaks suddenly collapsed, and the concussion and impact spread like a tide, sweeping across tens of miles, mountains and rivers within hundreds of miles, the vegetation crouched, the rocks burst, and a hole like a black hole The big black hole appeared in the sky, deep and unpredictable, misty.

Wow

The flowers and plants in the mountains, the waterfalls and the flowing springs, were drawn, showing signs of sinking into the big black hole.

"The so-called Dongtianfudi is just the dust of heaven and earth that fell into the endless void after the Kyushu and the four seas were broken in ancient times. The supernatural martial sage who broke the void can salvage these dust fragments from the depths of the endless void and stabilize them. A blessed place where you can escape from the world and practice, the original ecological environment is preserved in these fragments of heaven and earth.

If you are lucky, there are also origin veins and various opportunities in it.There is a source vein in the blessed land with arms like the royal family of Daxuan.The Martial God giant is different. It has evolved into the law of the sky and the earth. Its gestures are all powerful, and it can open up a cave space by itself. "

Fang Ping stood on the Jin Ge chariot while thinking about it.

In the next moment, someone couldn't wait any longer. The Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain, with sunken eyes and wrinkled face, took the lead and flew into the big black cave with dozens of elders of the Prison Blood Mountain's palm hall.

The Xuanjin Flying Dragon Boat carrying the Great Empress of Wu Kingdom, the Third Prince of Wu Kingdom, and the top ten great generals of Wu Kingdom also sank into the big black cave immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, it's our turn."

Qiu Xuanji greeted and flew out.

Submerging into the big black hole is like walking through a dark tunnel without light and air. When there is a light in front of you, the world in front of you suddenly becomes vast.

Looking up, Fang Ping appeared on a barren land with no end in sight. There was no one in the wilderness, there was no lush scene, what was just gray and barren, and there was a gust of yellow sand in the sky from time to time.

Even the vitality of heaven and earth is pitifully thin, but it is also normal. The ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace died not long ago, he was severely injured, and the cave space he hastily opened up only has a basic framework.

"We need to meet the old man as soon as possible..." Fang Ping intuitively chose a direction, and drove the Jin Ge chariot to fly. After about half an hour, he changed direction and flew in the opposite direction. In the right direction, on the way, I also met the old man with a short stature and a fierce face.

The lonely old man with supernatural powers and martial arts, when he looked up and saw the golden chariot passing across the sky, and the majestic and domineering young man in black who looked like a god, he swallowed and sighed, he regretted it a bit, It was Prison Blood Mountain again, and it was the royal family of the Wu Kingdom, and there was such a young man in black who was astonishing in aura and elegant in appearance.

No matter how great the opportunity is here, it would not be his turn. If he can get a little leftovers, he will be considered lucky.

……

boom!
Before anyone arrived, there was a shocking and breathtaking sound of killing and attacking.

When the golden glow disintegrated, Fang Ping appeared in a car in the sky, and a man was sitting on a hill hundreds of feet away from him.

A man in his thirties, wearing a green shirt, with crystal-clear hair, and radiant flesh and blood, is full of sunlight, but there is no life fluctuation in his body. ,

"The giant of the Valkyrie, the body can be immortal for thousands of years, just like a living person, refining it with secret techniques, you can get a corpse puppet with supernatural powers that can rival the giant of the Valkyrie."

A huge blood-colored cloud that covered the sky fell, and the black-crowned old man standing on the top of the cloud was not the Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain. Behind him stood several elders who came to the cave treasure with him. He stared at the man on the top of the mountain with a gloomy gaze and a creepy smile, his greed was beyond words.

What he said was also scary, and he actually wanted to refine the corpse of the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace into a supernatural war puppet.

"This is the Patriarch of the Holy Sword Palace Martial God?" Fang Ping observed holding his breath. After more than 1000 years, the body of the Patriarch Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace has not been damaged at all, and the bones and internal organs are also intact. , the divine glow is brilliant, and people can vaguely see his unearthly appearance during his lifetime, as if he might open his eyes at any time.

Sitting down on the top of the mountain, there are five things placed in front of him, a scroll of letters, a jade book, a purple gold gourd, a piece of transparent and bright crystal the size of a human head, and a round and simple roulette wheel depicting four sacred beasts. .

Obviously, these are the inherited treasures left behind by the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace after his death.

Book slips, jade volumes, regardless, before they get it, no one knows what is recorded in it. The purple gold gourd is extraordinary, shrouded in mist and not corroded by time, it should be a rare treasure, and that enough Inside the bright crystal the size of a human head, there was a breath of energy familiar to Fang Ping, it was Genesis Qi!
Besides, the roulette with the four-element holy beast painted on it at that moment should be the "Holy Sword Four-Elephant Plate" that Qiu Xuanji said. It is a treasure inherited from the Holy Sword Palace. things.

Suddenly, the Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain standing on the blood-like cloud head stared at Fang Ping gloomily, and asked with a snort, "Are you with that Qiu Xuanji?"

If the martial saint with ordinary supernatural powers stared at him with piercing eyes, his heart would explode.

Fang Ping was unmoved, and replied in a majestic manner: "So what if it is, so what if it is not, how can I, Wang Teng, do things, and I have to report to you Prison Blood Mountain?"

The Jin Ge chariot roared, and the air of conquest of the Jin Ge emanated, breaking through time and space and covering the sky and the earth like a long river. It was superimposed with Fang Ping's martial arts trend that spanned the Kyushu and looked down upon the past and present, and this world was divided. It became two colors, one was emitted by Fang Ping, and the other was the Sect Master of Hell Blood Mountain.

In contrast, the aura of the Patriarch of Prison Blood Mountain would be wiped out almost instantly.

"Insanity!"

Several Prison Blood Mountain Elders standing on the cloud head under the Prison Blood Mountain Sect Master opened their angry eyes wide and fierce, and each of them launched their martial arts aura. When they gathered together, they were suppressed like a million magic mountains. Go outside.

Fang Ping resisted with his own strength in martial arts, facing the martial arts aura burst out by several prison blood mountain elders alone, and did not fall into the disadvantaged.

Boom!

Under the confrontation of invisible qi machines, the sky rumbled, the earth shook, and the sky rumbled and cracked open.

The lord of Prison Blood Mountain frowned, because he didn't want to admit and had to believe that the stalwart young man in black standing on the golden chariot was a peerless enemy that even he couldn't control, but no matter how fierce the martial arts situation was Unmatched, how many supernatural power seeds he has controlled is the source of determining the power of supernatural powers and martial arts.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Teng."

"My Prison Blood Mountain is one of the top ten demon sects. The elders who came here must have condensed two supernatural power seeds and three supernatural power seeds. This suzerain also has the cultivation base of three supernatural power seeds. You and Naqiu Xuanji join forces. It’s an act of self-destruction, why don’t you stand on the side of this suzerain, and let you choose one of the five inheritances in front of the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace, how about it?”

Fang Ping sneered, and gave him one of the five inheritance items, did he dismiss him as a beggar?

Moreover, he didn't have the slightest liking for this Prison Blood Mountain, and the reason was very simple. Not long ago, he saw the scene of Prison Blood Mountain's supernatural powers and martial arts saints, who sacrificed blood to the people of the city on Hongzhou. Fang Ping was not a compassionate person, nor Knowing the truth that the world is not benevolent and regards all things as grass dogs, but since he agreed to cooperate with Naqiu Xuanji, he must stick to his heart from the beginning.

If a person forgets righteousness when he sees small gains, and cherishes his life when he does great things, he will end up as a narrow-minded and mediocre person.

"This suzerain gave you a chance, if you don't want it, then you are determined to be an enemy of my Prison Blood Mountain?!"

Seeing that Fang Ping was silent, with a mocking and teasing expression on his face, Yin Qi surged behind his eyes, as if there was a demon bred in it, the Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain, don't procrastinate, he wants to get this Holy Spirit before the arrival of Wu Kingdom's royal family. Inheritance of the ancestor of the Sword Palace Martial God, shouted: "Thank you, elders, to take action and capture this arrogant person."

The people who arrived here were randomly thrown to various parts of the world. Among the dozens of elders who followed the lord of the Prison Blood Mountain, there were only five of them with him, and four of them condensed two spirits in their bodies. One supernatural power seed, and one person condensed three supernatural power seeds in his body, and he was the elder of the temple in charge of Feigou Temple in Hell Blood Mountain.

Just look at the elder of Feigou Palace wearing a blood cloud crown cap and black robe. He is tall and full of energy and blood. After hearing the order from the Sect Master of Hell Blood Mountain, he approached Fang Ping stepping on a cloud of blood.

"Supernatural power: Blood Soul God Claw!"

As soon as he made a move, it was an ultimate move against the chaotic sky, frightening ghosts and weeping gods.

The three supernatural power seeds were spinning rapidly in the body of the elder of Feigou Hall, and the power of supernatural power spewed out continuously, swimming in the flesh and blood of his whole body, like five fingers forming claws, pulling and tearing in the void space, the space was torn open A shocking crack opened, and the flying crimson blood claws were hundreds of feet in size, with powerful supernatural powers, sharp killing waves and strong soul-piercing.

Fang Ping never took it lightly, the yin and yang supernatural power seeds in his body glowed, swallowing and exhaling supernatural power, endlessly, but he did not unfold the supernatural power of "Turtle Township Map".

With a shake of his shoulders, Fang Ping used the supernatural power of the yin-yang supernatural power seed to display his immortal golden body. His stature increased dramatically. Under the inconceivable gaze of the lord of Prison Blood Mountain and others, he stood up and transformed into a swell in the face of the wind. He became a five-foot-high giant, his whole body was trained like divine gold, and his majestic aura shook the heavens and the earth, just like a giant spirit god who opened up the world.

Wow

The power of supernatural power filled all limbs and bones. Fang Ping's immortal golden body, which was more than five feet high, broke through the shackles and climbed to six, seven, and eighty feet high. In addition to the power of the yin and yang supernatural power seeds, there is also the power of moving mountains and reclamation brought by the immortal golden body.

Boom!Boom boom boom!

The supernatural blood claws issued by the elders of Feigou Temple in Prison Blood Mountain creaked under Fang Ping's fist for an instant, and they were broken into pieces.

"Law the sky and the earth? No, it's a supernatural power of the physical body!"

The face of the elder of Feigou Palace was heavy. Fang Ping, who was in the state of immortal golden body, had the power to lift up the sky, his body was like a mountain, and his every move reverberated with the aura of immortality. The change.

"Supernatural Power: Defiled Blood and Exterminates Soul!"

An Elder of Prison Blood Mountain made a move, and the two magical seeds in his body twirled crazily, attracting a large cloud of blood-red clouds to cover Fang Ping's head. , can cut muscles and erode the body, no matter how indestructible the body is, it will rot into ashes after being washed and brushed, and it also has the effect of polluting the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Fang Ping remained motionless, invulnerable to all magic, and the filthy rain of blood that fell on his immortal golden body sizzled and evaporated into black gas, which could not break through the defense of the immortal golden body at all.

"Supernatural power: Yan Mohuo!"

"Supernatural power: Nether evil spirit!"

The two elders of Prison Blood Mountain looked at each other and displayed their supernatural powers back and forth.

The pale and strange fire engulfed Fang Ping with the force of a prairie fire. He didn't have the slightest scorching breath, but was as cold as ice. After being rushed by the endless stream of ghostly evil energy like a stormy wave, he was a supernatural warrior who had condensed two supernatural power seeds. Saint, may also fall on the spot.

But when the golden chariot rushed out with brilliance, Fang Ping, standing on the golden chariot, with an immortal golden body more than eight feet tall, was still shining brightly, extremely flawless, and there was no scar at all.

"It's me."

Looking at the elders of Prison Blood Mountain with eyes that cut people's bodies like heavenly knives, Fang Ping roared loudly, the sound waves were like thunder, and all beasts fell into the sky, and the eardrums of the elders of Prison Blood Mountain trembled , terrified.

The golden war chariot roared, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ignoring the void, it came to an elder of Prison Blood Mountain. Fang Ping rushed down, hugging the elder of Prison Blood Mountain with his arms like a long dragon. .

Then he folded his arms together and exerted strength, and he heard the sound of bones breaking and tendons snapping.

(End of this chapter)