Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 370; Bravery and peerless, ancient and modern [[-] words]

The golden chariot flying the phantom of the real dragon and phoenix was as fast as a golden crow and a long rainbow piercing the sun. The elders of Prison Blood Mountain who were present at the scene only felt a blur before their eyes, and saw the shuddering and creepy scene .

Just look at Fang Ping, who is running an immortal golden body, and his tall body is like an ancient god. The moment Fang Ping, who is huge, mighty and incomparable, rushes to an elder of the prison blood mountain, he is like a kunpeng. After eating, Jiaolong rushed out of the sea, and with his two arms closed, he hugged the body of the elder of the Prison Blood Mountain Palm Hall, and then exerted strength with his arms, slowly tightening them.

The elder of the Prison Blood Mountain Palm fell into his arms, his face was pale, and the souls of the dead urged the two supernatural power seeds in his body, trying to break free, and opened his mouth to spit out a large green poisonous light containing supernatural power, as if The mist is like water, corrupting everything, but when it falls outside Fang Ping's extremely brilliant, resplendent and blazing immortal golden body, there are only a series of puff puff puff sounds.

click

The muscles in Fang Ping's arms were knotted, and the golden blood in his body was burning like a sun, rushing endlessly, and the violent force that erupted was indescribable. Elder Xueshan, with broken bones and broken tendons, bloody flesh, and two supernatural power seeds in his body frantically swallowing supernatural power, can't change the fate of being smashed to pieces.

"help me……"

Blood was pouring out of nostrils, eyes, ears and mouth, and the elder of Prison Blood Mountain, whose bones were shattered, uttered a terrified cry for help to several Prison Blood Mountain elders.

"You dare!"

The Elder Feigoudian of Prison Blood Mountain, who had three magical seeds emitting light in his body, opened his eyes wide, and released two supernatural powers as soon as he waved his hands, and several Prison Blood Mountain elders who came back to their senses also scrambled to practice their supernatural powers Power.

Boom boom boom!
Zhou Tianhuan was on the verge of collapse.

There are demonic dragons raging, baring their teeth and claws, as well as huge demonic hands that block the sun, moon and stars, and the blood sword Changhong that cuts the sky and cracks the earth, breaking everything.

A total of five supernatural powers stirred up the heavens and the earth and hit Fang Ping.

In such a crisis, Fang Ping remained calm. His body was covered with golden light, and he was majestic. With a loud roar, the strength increased layer by layer into his arms, and the magical seed imprinted with the mystery of yin and yang in his body was also humming and blazing. Shaking, the Elder of Prison Blood Mountain, who was struggling in his arms, couldn't hold on any longer, and his body burst open with a puff.

In the blood mist, two supernatural power seeds manifested, one black and one green, and then split apart and reduced to dust.

Just like that, Fang Ping, who had killed an elder in the Prison Blood Mountain, retreated back to the Jin Ge Chariot, turned around, and the five magical powers struck him. He took a deep breath, further operated the Immortal Golden Body, and returned Using his body as a furnace, he summoned a three-legged and two-eared phantom of an ancient cauldron surrounded by chaotic mist, nourished by the power of supernatural powers, and grew to a hundred feet!

But this is not enough, the five magical powers that attacked him came from the four elders of the prison blood mountain, and the elder of the Feigou hall of the prison blood mountain was still a great supernatural martial saint with three supernatural power seeds. Dao supernatural powers are a blood sword more than ten feet long, and there are thousands of grievances outside the blood sword, crying ghosts and gods howling, cutting through the space along the way.

The next magical power was a magic mountain that filled the sky. The mountain was hideous like a skeleton, flowing with hot magma and billowing magic energy.

These two supernatural powers pose the greatest threat to Fang Ping. The elder of Feigou Palace is a supernatural martial saint with three supernatural power seeds in his body. Stronger, stronger, harder.

On the other side, the lord of Prison Blood Mountain, after instructing the elders of Prison Blood Mountain to attack Fang Ping, flew to the corpse of the ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace Martial God. He was also aware of the scene of an elder in charge of the Prison Blood Mountain.

Killing intent and anger gushed out of his eyes, and he snorted: "Let me let you run wild for a while, and after I have taken these few inherited things, I will free up my hands and slowly process you."

He hurriedly grabbed the five inheritance objects placed in front of the corpse of the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace.

On the Jin Ge chariot, Fang Ping, who had a phantom of the ancient tripod rising outside him, seemed to have the ability to swallow the three worlds and suppress everything in the world. Dao supernatural power, the sudden shock, and the destructive wave that came from it were like a flood that shattered the flesh and split the body.

The phantom of the ancient cauldron with a size of one hundred feet, clanging and flickering, melted away the impact, but this was only the beginning. In the process of Fang Ping smashing his fists wildly like a god, The force that swept from the front was stronger than the last wave.

hum!
The savage aura was horrifying, and the ten-foot-long supernatural blood sword slashed across Fang Ping's shoulders. Sparks splashed and pierced into the flesh. Fang Ping's immortal body was as solid as a golden lamp. , Actually broke the defense, but the blood sword only cut through his flesh, and was blocked when it touched the bone.

Then the suppressed lava demon mountain burned the sky and boiled the sea with blazing heat, and the fire poison blown out also had the effect of annihilating the body and corroding the internal organs. Fang Ping pushed his shoulders up, shattered and chopped off his immortal golden body, stuck in his body The supernatural power blood sword on the bone part, the energy in the body is condensed, the yin and yang supernatural power seeds glow, and when you open your mouth, a golden pill of turtle's breath flies out!
shhhhhh!
Another eight turtle-breathing golden pills were spit out, a total of nine turtle-breathing golden pills, each of which was attached to the supernatural power produced by the yin and yang supernatural power seeds, containing the mystery of yin and yang, and the combination of hardness and softness, complementing each other. On the magic lava mountain that filled the sky, it shattered at the touch of a touch, and the moment it exploded, mushroom clouds rose slowly.

The black light ranges from cold to overcast, and the white light ranges from strong to fierce. Under the scour, everything is broken, and the scorching sun and melting snow swallowed up the magic mountain of lava.

"How come...is this also supernatural power? How many supernatural power seeds are there in his body?"

Seeing that his two supernatural powers only caused some insignificant damage to Fang Ping, the elder of Feigou Hall of Prison Blood Mountain opened his eyes wide.

Fang Ping let out a long breath, continued to punch, and broke the magical powers of the three elders in the prison blood mountain. These three elders in the prison blood mountain had only two magical seeds, and the magical powers they released were huge and powerful. Vulgarity, but in Fang Ping's eyes, it's nothing more than a sight, and there is no threat to him at all, and he is afraid of it, but the elder of Feigou Palace in Prison Blood Mountain is alone.

The seeds of yin and yang supernatural powers have infinite stamina, and they have not dimmed under Fang Ping's efforts to squeeze them.

On the mountain in the distance, the suzerain of Prison Blood Mountain looked terrified, like a bereaved dog, flying upside down like a frightened bird.

The moment he stretched out his hand to restrain the five inherited items in front of the ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace's Martial God, unexpectedly there was a sword energy rushing out from the dantian of the Martial God's Patriarch of the Holy Sword Palace.

Like a fish leaping into the dragon's deep, bamboo shoots germinated, but they didn't budge, and returned to the dantian of the ancestor of the holy sword palace, but the death-threatening aura brought to the lord of Prison Blood Mountain in a flash in the pan was as if the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The psychological defense of the suzerain of Prison Blood Mountain was overwhelmed.

"Damn bastard, do you want to keep such a backhand after you die?"

The Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain, who was sweating profusely on his forehead, took a long time to get rid of the feeling of fear that he would lose his soul and never recover. He stared fiercely at the corpse of the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace, not to mention how angry he was.

When he turned around, the Patriarch of Prison Blood Mountain became more and more furious. Several elders of Prison Blood Mountain, it was fine if they failed to win the peace, and one person died, roaring: "Enough."

"Sovereign..." Several Prison Blood Mountain elders showed shame, but it's not their fault, it's not that they are embarrassing, but the black-clothed youth on the golden chariot, who is too shocking and brave, The physical body of the King Kong is indestructible, and all dharmas are invulnerable. The power of supernatural powers is also endless, and it contains the changes of yin and yang.

The Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain was thinking whether to take action himself and kill Fang Ping recklessly, or to suspend the fighting and wait and see what happened. It seemed that the latter choice was safer.

"I'll let you go first! If you offend me, Prison Blood Mountain, even the giant of the Martial God will not be able to take it easy."

After weighing the matter, the lord of Prison Blood Mountain retreated to the sky with a gloomy face.

"Sovereign, this person is weird. The supernatural power he mobilized has the power of yin and yang, is vast, supreme and holy, but other than that, there is no superfluous fluctuation of supernatural power, just like there is only one supernatural power seed in his body. "

The elder of Feigou Hall of Prison Blood Mountain came to the side of the Patriarch of Prison Blood Mountain and expressed his feelings.

"You mean, he only has one supernatural power seed?" The suzerain of Prison Blood Mountain was very annoyed, and he would really make excuses for himself. , the four little martial saints with supernatural powers will not lose the wind under the siege, but they should kill one of them instead, unless it is the supernatural powers of the supernatural power level that have such power.

But in the 33 kingdoms of the human race, for thousands of years, has there ever been such a monster?Monsters who can condense the seeds of taboo supernatural powers are rare for hundreds of years or thousands of years. The ancestor of the martial arts god of the Holy Sword Palace was amazingly beautiful when he was alive, and his swordsmanship was unparalleled. It was only when he condensed the third supernatural power seed Reached the quality of forbidden magical powers.

"Each supernatural power seed is unique, and there is an essential difference in the fluctuation of qi movement. So far, he has only mobilized the power of supernatural power bred by one supernatural power seed. There is no doubt about this."

The elder of Feigou Hall of Prison Blood Mountain said firmly.

The Patriarch of Prison Blood Mountain was shaken for a moment. Could it be that Fang Ping really used only the power of a supernatural power seed to resist several elders in charge of Prison Blood Mountain?
On the golden chariot, Fang Pingyuan stood tall and upright. After this battle, he greatly admired the power of the yin and yang supernatural power seeds. Bingji, the mysterious and mysterious changes in the Yin and Yang Dao, one is stronger than three, attached to the immortal golden body, the turtle's breath golden pill and other powers, it has the effect of turning petrified gold.

……

After a while, figures arrived here belatedly.

First, the couple of supernatural powers and martial saints, and then a few elders of the Prison Blood Mountain Hall came to join the Prison Blood Mountain Sect Master, and approaching was a huge black gold flying dragon boat that was as magnificent as a dragon city and covered the sky. .

Wearing the robe of Youfeng Qingluan, the great princess of the Wu Kingdom stood on the flying boat as noble as a phoenix, surrounded by the top ten great generals of the Wu Kingdom, the third prince of the Wu Kingdom, and the Thousand Gold Fire Dragon Army.

Not long after, Qiu Xuanji also found this place.

"That's..." Qiu Xuanji's vicissitudes of eyes locked on the corpse sitting on the top of the mountain with turbulent waves.

Thousands of years ago, he was a boy apprentice next to the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace, and he was deeply impressed by the appearance and demeanor of the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace.

Suddenly seeing the intact and lifelike corpse of the Martial God Patriarch of the Holy Sword Palace on the top of the mountain, he trembled excitedly, with tears welling up in his eyes: "Patriarch..."

Fang Ping said softly: "People cannot be brought back to life after death, fellow daoists should calm down."

Qiu Xuanji looked around at the several people present, calming down his emotional fluctuations.

After the old guy stabilized his mood, Fang Ping said: "Your ancestor left behind. When the lord of Prison Blood Mountain wanted to collect the inheritance from your ancestor, there was a sword energy from your ancestor's dantian. It spewed out, but it didn't come out, and the lord of Prison Blood Mountain backed away in fright, and ran away with his head in his arms."

"Oh? Seriously?" Qiu Xuanji was overjoyed. How could he fail to hear what Fang Ping said? It was the boy apprentice who followed and served beside the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace thousands of years ago.

But it didn't take long for Qiu Xuanji to realize the reality. The current situation was surrounded by powerful enemies, whether it was the imperial family of the Wu Kingdom or the Prison Blood Mountain, there was a huge lineup of experts gathered.

Even though the Patriarch of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace has left behind, he can avoid outsiders from coveting the inheritance, but how can he take away the inheritance left by the Patriarch of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace when surrounded by such powerful enemies?

"Fellow Daoist..." Qiu Xuanji looked at Fang Ping and expressed his worries.

Regarding his own interests, Fang Ping, who was also very interested in the legacy of the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace, thought for a while, and replied: "The key may be on your ancestor, the wisp of sword in his body Qi can scare away the Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain, if you can control that sword qi, fellow daoist, your troubles will be easily solved."

Qiu Xuanji's eyes lit up, and he secretly said: "This method is feasible."

Suddenly, the third prince of the Wu Kingdom on the Xuanjin Flying Dragon Boat yelled loudly: "This is the Origin Stone, my God, such a large piece of Origin Stone, it is... the Holy Sword Four Elephant Disk, it is said that this thing is the Holy Sword The palace-inherited killer weapon can refine the Gengjin Qi scattered between the heaven and the earth, it is a quasi-divine weapon, and the sword energy emitted is invincible, and the Hengjiang River will be cut off."

His eyes were hot, he cheered and shouted, and he already regarded several inherited things as his own.

"Idiot!" The lord of Prison Blood Mountain scolded contemptuously.

"Quasi-sacred weapon?" Fang Ping's eyes were shining brightly, and he remembered the Wushuang Sword of Wushuang City. To calm the violent killing spirit of that Wushuang sword.

The third prince of Wu Kingdom is ready to move.

"Have you forgotten the mission I gave you before? It's not your turn to take the inheritance." The Empress of Wu Kingdom sternly reprimanded.

The third prince of Wu Kingdom was angry from his heart, but he did not dare to disobey the orders of the eldest princess of Wu Kingdom.

"Your Highness, look at that old thief from Prison Blood Mountain. He came a little earlier than us, but he didn't commit any offense to those five inheritance items. It can be seen that these five inheritance items are not so easy to get. The ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace may have left something behind."

Nangongxuan, the number one god general of the Wu Kingdom, wearing a suanni pocket hood and a golden-scaled light armor, said with spirit in his eyes.

There are ten great generals in Wu State, who opened up the territory of Wu State and suppressed disobedient ministers.

Among the top ten god generals, the top three god generals have condensed three supernatural power seeds, and this Nangongxuan ranks first among the top ten god generals.

The Empress of Wu State nodded her head slightly and said: "The first general's words are reasonable, and I think so too. That old thief from Prison Blood Mountain Weiling is notorious and greedy like a wolf. He came here ahead of time, but he always Standing there honestly, these five inherited items are definitely not so easy to get, but it is not an option to continue in such a stalemate."

Hearing from a distance that the empress of the Wu Kingdom scolded him by name and surname for the lord of Prison Blood Mountain who was greedy for wolves like wolves, he was greatly disappointed. He also thought that the empress of the Wu Kingdom would rashly collect five inheritance items without knowing anything. It is best to be killed by the sword energy sealed in the body of the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace, but this woman is calm and clear.

If the Third Prince of Wu Kingdom were to take the lead, it would be a different situation.

whimper
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and everyone looked sideways.

Qiu Xuanji, with elegant eyebrows and immortal demeanor, took the wind and landed on the top of the mountain, and kowtowed to the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace: "Disciple Qiu Xuanji, pay homage to the ancestor, and also hope that the heroic spirit of the ancestor is on the top, and protect the saint!" Sword Palace."

"Ask for the blessing of a dead person? It's ridiculous." The lord of Prison Blood Mountain mocked with a sneer.

Qiu Xuanji paid homage to the Patriarch of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace without listening to him, and when he got up, he walked to a place in front of the Patriarch of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace. He did not collect the five inherited items, but released his consciousness, sensing the sword energy in the body of the ancestor of the martial god of the Holy Sword Palace.

Indeed, as Fang Ping said, under the induction of Qiu Xuanji, there was a sword energy sealed in the ancestor's body. After thousands of years of wear and tear, it disintegrated a little, but that sharp energy, the chilling opportunity, surpassed As soon as the category of supernatural powers and martial sages was released, the supernatural powers and martial saints who could definitely condense the seeds of three supernatural powers were enraged on the spot.

If you can control this sword energy...

easy to say, hard to do.

Just like picking a chestnut out of a fire, one carelessness attracts the sword energy to attack oneself, that is the end of the body and soul will be destroyed.

"Try it."

Qiu Xuanji quietly activated the holy sword tome of the holy sword palace, and the ancestor of the martial god of the holy sword palace also practiced this holy sword tome before his death.

"What is he doing? Why doesn't he collect the five inheritances?"

Xuan Jin flew on the dragon boat, and the third prince of Wu Kingdom scratched his liver and lungs watching.

So impetuous, I don't know how to condense the seeds of supernatural power.

The Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain standing on the blood-colored cloud in the distance jumped in his heart and shouted: "Not good!"

He realized Qiu Xuanji's purpose, the other party wanted to control and subdue the sword energy in the body of the ancestor of the Martial God of the Holy Sword Palace.

Is this okay?

must be stopped!

(End of this chapter)