Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 420; Unstoppable [[-] words]

In the extreme northern prairie, under a certain sky.

The six men were wearing black robes and hoods, giving off a mysterious, weird, evil, and eerie figure. They opened their minds and searched for something like searching mountains and seas.

Suddenly, the six figures paused and looked at each other.

There was surprise and shock in everyone's eyes, but more of it came from the ecstasy deep in their hearts.

"Okay! This evildoer finally showed his feet."

"A mere supernatural power in the Martial Saint Realm has caused me to come to this extreme northern prairie across 33 countries of the human race, and I have been looking for him on this extreme northern prairie for nearly ten years. I will personally torture him no matter what. Son!"

"Let's gossip less, hurry up and join Dianzhu Xun and the others, lest there will be changes if you are late."

"Master Qiu is overthinking. Master Xun and his group of nine people, could it be that they stand in the realm of the gods of war, and they all have a quasi-divine artifact background. As long as they find that evildoer, not to mention capturing him alive, they must suppress him, so that this evildoer Being unable to get away and escape is also foolproof and a sure thing."

The men in black robes who received the summons expressed their thoughts one by one, and then cut through the sky and rushed to a certain area in the extreme northern prairie at full speed.

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"what!"

The miserable howling sound made people shudder when they heard it, and it resounded horribly under the devastated and riddled sky.

Conscious of the sea and the world, the holy light beams from the eyes of the gods and villains, ignoring the void and the distance, pierced through the shattered Xiewang Pavilion, the man of the martial arts god, bleeding from all seven orifices, his face was distorted, his eyes were loose, and his body was condensed behind his back. The mighty Dharma Aspect, the heaven and earth giant, also collapsed into light and shadows in the sky like a candle in the wind.

It's too late to say it.

The size of an inch or so, like a villain of the primordial spirit, divine and holy, mighty over the world, shining in the world of Kyushu, the villain of the gods, surrounded by chaotic mist, stepping on the avenue of purple air, approaching in front of the Xiewang Pavilion Faxiang Martial God, one by one Pointing out that it was ordinary, but it included all the killing powers of the ancient, modern and future, and poked at the head of the Xiewang Pavilion Faxiang Martial God.

In front of the fingerprints of the villain of the gods, all thoughts of the martial god of the Xiewang Pavilion were lost, and his soul was about to explode, but he couldn't move, his body was imprisoned by an invisible force!

Seeing this, several Martial Gods of the Evil King's Pavilion wanted to rescue them. Some sacrificed supernatural powers, while others cast quasi-sacred weapons, blasting at the gods and villains in different directions.

"Certainly!"

The god villain actually uttered the word "fix" from the mouth of the gods!

A simple word "fix" reveals indescribable magic and divinity.

The several evil princes, martial gods, and several quasi-sacred weapons who attacked the gods and villains, no matter how powerful and powerful they were, they were all dim and frozen in place as if they had fallen into an abyss.

Just at this moment, the finger of the villain of the gods poked the eyebrows of the god of martial arts in front of the evil king's pavilion.

Click!Puff Chi Chi!

A series of cracks spread from the eyebrows of the Martial God of Xiewang Pavilion, from top to bottom, running through his entire body.

When a gust of wind blew past, his cracked flesh exploded into a cloud of brilliant red blood mist and powder.

"Hey! Hiss!"

The several Martial Gods of the Xiewang Pavilion who witnessed such a terrifying scene were terrified and their hearts were beating wildly.

Fang Ping also showed a satisfied smile, and thought to himself: "This is the original power of the gods, which is condensed by the villain of the primordial spirit, but it also carries my own will and spirit.

It has the power to ignore the void, ignore the distance, attack the target, know the sea, the world, and the world, and also has the magic power to stop time and space and imprison all things. , But as long as you don't get rid of the root script for a day, you will be in awe of the big bird Kunpeng hovering above the sky. "

The blood mist wandered in the air like fireworks, lingering for a long time.

The martial gods of the Xiewang Pavilion opened their eyes wide in a daze.

The unprecedented shadow of fear penetrated their souls and wills.

The god villain didn't stop, after obliterating the evil king's pavilion dharma god with one finger, the beam of light in his eyes was like a sword that opened the sky, and the world-destroying axe submerged into the sea of ​​consciousness of the two evil king's pavilion dharma gods.

"what!"

Followed by two piercing screams.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness and Heaven and Earth of the two Xiewang Pavilion Dharma Gods, just like the previous Xie Wang Pavilion Dharma Gods, were mercilessly pierced and torn apart.

The body of the god villain was rippling, and the chaotic mist outside his body condensed towards his palm. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a long sword of chaotic mist that was like smoke and mist, and as thin as a cicada's wing. The god villain raised the long sword of chaos and mist, and when he struck out with a sword, the endless void split like tofu.

噗

The two Martial Gods of the Xiewang Pavilion who had been pierced through their sea of ​​consciousness were completely annihilated, with no bones left.

So far, among the nine martial gods of the evil king's pavilion, there are only six left.

"There is a god standing three feet above the head, what kind of demon is this... even if it is a supreme supernatural power, it is impossible to defy the sky to such a degree." A demon god of the evil king's pavilion, hysterical, terrified growled.

"Flee!" The two Martial Gods of the Evil King's Pavilion, one on the left and the other on the right, fled to the end of the world.

Fang Ping turned a blind eye, and the villain of the gods chased after him. He stepped forward, shrinking the ground to an inch, and landed behind a fleeing war god of the evil king's pavilion.

The evil god of war, the king's pavilion, roared with rage, sacrificed a quasi-sacred weapon, and smashed it at the god and villain, hoping to win a chance for himself.

The god villain holding the long sword of chaotic mist, majestic and majestic, with empty eyes, as if walking through the long river of time, the supreme emperor who descended to this time and space, with a body about the size of an inch, radiated a magical power that cannot be described in words, Divinity, imprisoned the quasi-sacred weapon that was thrown at him, and also imprisoned the fleeing Martial God of the Evil King's Pavilion.

Following a sweep of the sword, the Dharma God of the Xiewang Pavilion was chopped off in the middle, and at the same time, the soul of the Sea of ​​Consciousness was also wiped out in ashes and smoke.

The other Martial God of the Xiewang Pavilion who had escaped moved thousands of miles away in the snap of his fingers.

He thought he was out of the danger, but when he looked back, what greeted him was a chaotic sword energy not more than one foot long, which jumped out of the endless void and submerged into his body.

In an instant, his soul was broken, and he died on the spot.

"...This... Is he still human?"

The four living Martial Gods of the Evil King's Pavilion didn't even have the courage to escape at this moment.

One collapsed back a few steps, and shouted: "Don't... don't kill me, this is the decree issued by Lord Xie Wang, so I came..."

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear to it, and the god villain disappeared in a flash, and passed through the person's body with the long sword of chaos and mist in his arms, the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was another blood mist under the sky.

In a short time, there was only one remaining living Martial God of the Xiewang Pavilion.

Fang Ping looked down at this person without joy or sorrow, and was not in a hurry to make a move.

Seeing his companions dying in front of his eyes one by one, and the powerless Martial God of the Xiewang Pavilion, who couldn't lift a bit of strength, he was like fish on a plate, and the frost-beating eggplant heaved a long sigh.

Coincidentally, at the edge of the sky, figures arrived as expected.

Fang Ping looked, and saw six figures in his eyes, wearing black robes and hoods, and their cultivation bases were also standing in the realm of the god of war.

From this alone, it can be judged that these six people are all from the Xiewang Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, six long-delayed warrior gods of the Xie Wang Pavilion stood under the sky.

"what?"

As soon as they arrived, they noticed something strange.

"Dianzhu Liu, why are you the only one, and the others?" One person asked the only one who was not killed by Fang Ping, Martial God.

Palace Master Liu was stunned for a moment, and smiled wryly. He didn't think that with the arrival of the six evil gods and martial gods, he would have a glimmer of life. , Great horror, if it is not a super strong man who is at the peak of the god of war, no matter how much he comes, it will be for nothing.

"You shouldn't have come..." Palace Master Liu replied with feeling.

The six people looked at each other, with a shadow cast over their hearts, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about, didn't you inform us to come?"

Dianzhu Liu was speechless, how could he have predicted such a situation.

"Good job, this time, everyone is here." Fang Ping smiled and stared at the six evil kings.

Hearing the sound, a certain martial god of the evil king's pavilion took off his hood, and his face was green and green, and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake. He stared at Fang Ping gloomyly, and roared: "Death is imminent, you Can you still laugh?"

Dianzhu Liu glanced at the person in front of him, and shouted in his heart: Hero!

"That's right, when a person is about to die, his words are good." Fang Ping was neither angry nor annoyed, and nodded while talking and laughing.

Xiewang Pavilion Dharma Xiang Wushen was furious, the void behind him shattered, and the Dharma Aspect heaven and earth giant rose up, ferocious like a demon, with a poisonous boa constrictor hundreds of feet long wrapped around its arm.

Fang Ping turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.

"Looking for death!" Xie Wang Pavilion's martial god, the law minister, snorted unbearably.

"Master Feng, please calm down, Lord Xie Wang wants us to capture this son alive, not to take his life!" a Martial God of the Xie Wang Pavilion advised.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing! At most, I'm just torturing this son!" Feng Palace Master replied with a sneer.

Then Dianzhu Liu:? ? ?
Do you know what's on your mind?
Can you say such a thing in your heart?

Rumble

The Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth Giant, [-] feet tall, entwined with a poisonous boa constrictor, was urged by the Master of the Wind Palace to attack Fang Ping with his arms dancing, stirring up the wind and clouds.

however.

Fang Ping didn't even look at it.

The villain of the gods was dispatched, with a body about the size of an inch, circulating the sacred colors that would make the sky and the earth fade away, and the sun and the moon sink.

"The light of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon!"

The master of Fengdian didn't take it seriously, he is a second-rank dharma god, and the dharma giant he condensed is also a mysterious dharma appearance. Although he doesn't know what the gods and villains of Master Cunxu are, he wants to confront his dharma giant head-to-head. It's really a bit whimsical and overwhelmed.

Dianzhu Liu shook his head.

The scene where the five evil kings, ministers, and war gods changed color in shock appeared.

The chaotic sword energy was like a knife cutting tofu, scissors cutting silk, and tearing apart the figure of the Lord of the Wind Palace. .

"cough……"

The master of Fengdian's throat squirmed, unable to utter a sound, blood flowed continuously between his eyebrows, and his consciousness fell to the ground with annihilation.

Dianzhu Liu was not surprised, but the five martial gods of the evil king's pavilion couldn't believe it, and they felt cold all over their bodies.

"Could it be that the other palace masters have already..."

A Martial God of the Xiewang Pavilion guessed a possibility with a trembling heart, and looked towards Dianzhu Liu.

Dianzhu Liu explained with a sigh: "That's right, Dianzhu Xun, Dianzhu Li, Dianzhu Zhou, Dianzhu Hong and other eight people, none of them survived, and they were all killed by him. That's why I said, you shouldn't come... You shouldn't come."

Several people;? ? ?
"No! I don't believe it, how could he have such power."

"Whether you believe it or not, this is absolutely true. He is indeed..." Dianzhu Liu turned his eyes, fixed on a person, and said, "Dianzhu Qin, what do you think?"

The man trembled and took off his hood. It was the time of the Snow Country. Fang Ping was so frightened that he ran away from Palace Master Qin, who was a million miles away. At this time, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear. : "I...what did I say? During the Snow Country, he was able to kill Master Qiu, but it was because Master Qiu was unprepared. If Master Qiu had known from the beginning that this son had a soul, he might not have died. "

"Shibie three days should be regarded with admiration. His move is called "Gods raised three feet up". It is his newly condensed supernatural power. It can attack the sea of ​​consciousness and destroy the physical body." Liu Dianzhu explained.

Several people glared at Dianzhu Liu.

Which end is your boy from?

"It's over!"

Fang Ping has no interest in playing anymore.

This understated voice fell into the ears of several Faxiang Martial Gods in the Xiewang Pavilion, and it became the soul-stirring voice of judgment.

"Go away!"

Palace Master Qin roared and became the first coward to escape.

The reaction of the four Xie Wang Ge Dharma Gods was a bit slow, but they fled in different directions without hesitation.

The villain of the gods stepped out of his feet, and once again displayed the mighty power that shrinks the ground to an inch, and catches up with a martial god of the Xiewang Pavilion, followed by the second person, the third person, and the fourth person... …

Before and after ten could not breathe, the five martial gods who escaped from the evil king's pavilion fell into this world one after another.

"Why don't you run away?"

Fang Ping looked at Dianzhu Liu, who was stuck in place from the beginning to the end, motionless.

The latter smiled bitterly and shook his head.

If he can escape, he doesn't want to kill him, the problem is that he can't escape.

"He's still a sensible person." Fang Ping nodded, and with a twinkle between his brows, the villain of Yuanshen flew out and entered the world of Consciousness of Liu Dianzhu. After searching for the soul, he learned the ins and outs.

It was the Xie Wang of the Xiewang Pavilion who ordered fifteen martial gods including Dianzhu Liu to trouble him, with the purpose of capturing him alive.

This evil king is very mysterious. In Liu Dianzhu's memory fragment, he doesn't even know what the evil king looks like. Every time he meets the other party, the other party is surrounded by a cloud of mist, and his strength is also unpredictable.

"interesting."

After casually killing the worthless Dianzhu Liu, Fang Ping got up and flew away.

On that day, Fang Ping came to the Baiyi tribe.

"Tell me, what do you want Fang to do for you?"

Face to face with Bai Xin, the high priest of the Baiyi tribe, Fang Ping asked.

"The murder on your body has been resolved?"

The young man in Bai Xin's eyes, who hadn't seen him for a few years, became more and more confusing and unfathomable, and the killing and calamity wrapped around him no longer existed.

"Well, a group of jumping clowns want to capture me alive, let's not talk about this, you'd better tell me what you want Fang to do for you." Fang Ping urged.

"The jumping clown? The jumping clown you're talking about, but that group of foreigners wearing black robes and hoods, all standing in the realm of the god of war?"

"Oh? You know what?"

"Not long after you left the Baiyi tribe, they came to the door to find out where you were."

"Let's talk about what you want Fang to do for you."

Bai Xin pondered for a while, and said: "I want to leave the Baiyi tribe, and go to the world outside the extreme northern prairie to have a look."

"That's it?" Fang Ping thought for a while, it sounds simple, but it doesn't seem so easy to do.

In the Baiyi tribe, the high priest is supreme, sacred and inviolable. His words and deeds convey the will of the ancestors and totem gods. To put it bluntly, it is the belief.

It can be entrusted by others, and it is a matter of loyalty.

"This matter is difficult to handle... Have you ever thought about it? The chief of the Baiyi tribe will not let you go. Heaven and earth are not as good as you think, there are intrigues everywhere, and the extreme northern prairie is at least simple and honest."

Fang Ping spoke sincerely.

But this heartfelt words failed to break the woman's thoughts.

"I just wanted to take a look outside the extreme northern prairie, just take a look."

Bai Xin said in a sad tone.

Fang Ping understood a bit. This woman's status in the Baiyi tribe is high, but she also bears undue pressure. Like a canary locked in a cage, she wants to fly to the sky in her dreams.

"Okay then, Fang will take you outside the extreme northern prairie for a look, and then return to the Baiyi tribe, or go where you want to go, Fang will not stop you." Fang Ping closed his eyes , the Yuanshen villain in the sea of ​​consciousness was rippling, and under the induction, it was discovered that in the depths of the Baiyi tribe, apart from the chief of the Baiyi tribe standing in the field of the Faxiang Martial God, there were three Faxiang Martial Gods secretly.

It is not difficult for Fang Ping today to hide the patriarch of the Baiyi tribe and the three Martial Gods of the Baiyi tribe, but it can be hidden for a while, but not for a lifetime.

"Whatever, I just need to take this woman out of the extreme northern prairie, and I've fulfilled my promise."

With this in mind, Fang Ping unleashed the power of "there is a god standing three feet above the head", covering up the spiritual consciousness of the chief of the Baiyi tribe and the three martial gods of the Baiyi tribe.

half a month later.

The two figures came from the depths of the extreme northern prairie all the way to the edge of the extreme northern prairie.

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(End of this chapter)