Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 435; Nine Suns Burn the Heavens, God's Sanction [[-] words]

Another few months passed.

Fang Ping is no longer unfamiliar with the Guixu battlefield in front of him. No matter which area he goes to, the world in his eyes is barren and barren, the scene of the ancient prehistoric.

[41 two merit points]

On this day, Fang Ping came to the depths of the Guixu battlefield, under a certain sky, and stopped his progress.

On the land in front of him, there is a crack and gully that runs through the boundless land.

Like the entrance to the Underworld, the Guixu battlefield is divided into two worlds.

Landing in front of the crack in the abyss, Fang Ping's eyes locked on a stone tablet over a hundred feet high.

There are some ancient and mottled characters densely engraved on the stone tablet. The general content is that the world behind him is just the periphery of the Guixu battlefield.

Stepping over the rift in the abyss in front of you, you will officially enter the depths of the Guixu battlefield, and the danger level will increase a hundred times. If you don't have absolute cultivation and combat power, you can't enter rashly.

"Really or not?" Fang Ping held his breath with the corners of his eyes twitching. He walked all the way, overcoming thorns and thorns, and made great strides. The extraterrestrial demons that he was asked to kill and suppress were not in thousands, but hundreds of them. There are hundreds of extraterrestrial demons in the Dharma Aspect Martial God Realm, and it would be impossible for any first-rank human martial artist in the Dharma Aspect Martial God Realm to come here.

But the written records on the stone tablet in front of him clearly stated that the world behind him was only the outer area of ​​the Guixu battlefield.

After pondering for a long time, Fang Ping decided to cross the abyss in front of him and go to the battlefield behind.

wheeze

With one leap, he fell into the dark quagmire like a bright pearl in the sea.

Fang Ping resolutely stepped across the chasm that divided the Guixu battlefield into two worlds.

The world presented to him is different from the barren world behind the crack in the abyss.

The earth is blood-black, and the air is filled with irreversible killing, destruction, evil, and ominous black air. If one inhales a wisp of it, it can eat away at people's will and soul, and make people fall into madness.

The sky was devastated, fragmented, bloody thunder and lightning intertwined, the wind roared like a dragon, like the fall of hundreds of millions of souls, and countless powerful beings were bleeding, rendering this world into such a taboo color.

Fang Ping's heart is like an ancient well, but under the conditioned reflex, his body is terrified, his blood stagnates, and the light outside his body is as dim.

In his knowledge of the sea and the world, he can predict his own misfortune and fortune, and the villain of the primordial spirit who senses the mysteries of the world is actually turbulent, and the light is shining brightly, sending out warning fluctuations.

"When you reach the realm of the god of martial arts, each breakthrough requires a long time and effort. Some people have reached this point, limited by their potential and aptitude, and it is difficult to take a step in their entire lives."

"On the other hand, I am just the opposite. The [-]-foot martial arts god plus the primordial spirit, those amazing and brilliant people in history, who are unparalleled in the world, are not as brilliant as me. This means that if I want to break through, I have to pay more than ordinary people. It takes a hundred times, a thousand times more effort to break the shackles that bind me." There is great terror in the mystery of life and death, and there is also great opportunity and great fortune.

Fang Ping stared at the blood-red world in front of him, the shattered sky, the confusion in his heart dissipated, the light in his eyes brightened, as if the haze had been swept away, he felt a lot more relaxed.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the villain of the primordial spirit, who is constantly emitting warning signs and fluctuations, feels the transformation and sublimation of his mind and will, and suddenly blooms with ten thousand zhang brilliance, billions of auspicious colors. respond to him.

The evil, ominous, destructive, killing, and filthy aura that wandered between the heavens and the earth touched Fang Ping's body, sizzled, and shrank away. Above the land of Netherland, blood-colored thunder and lightning flashed overhead, dancing claws and claws, undulating each other, and the sky and earth reflected flickered.

After walking for tens of thousands of miles, Fang Ping saw a big river.

The river water was blood red, as if formed by the condensed blood of endless blood. There were gusts of wind and ghostly shadows. A huge skeleton that could not tell what it looked like before it was alive rushed out of the river and rushed towards Fang Ping.

hoo hoo hoo!
The skeleton was manipulated by some kind of resentment, evil, and unknown energy, and the momentum was monstrous and furious. The palms of the hands were like sharp claws, and they slapped Fang Ping's stalwart body. Ping, together with this world, was overthrown and buried.

With the primordial spirit in his body, how could Fang Ping be defenseless.

The bones are powerful and powerful. In this blood-colored river, they still occupy a geographical advantage. When they suddenly launched an attack, most of the martial gods of the law will suffer, especially the bloody river with a height of more than a thousand feet. It contains endless resentment, killing, and destruction , The evil spirit can pollute the power of supernatural powers and corrode the body of supernatural powers.

The yin and yang qi in the body were spinning, Fang Ping calmly raised his right hand in a calm manner, as if grabbing something invisible, and pulled it downward, but he heard the sound of the avenue and the sound of the stormy sea .

A golden sea of ​​yin and yang covering thousands of feet of space, carrying a basalt tortoise on its back, radiant and divine, came to this time and space. The supreme god of the earth, the immortal decree sacrificed.

Rumble!
A large area of ​​the sky was shattered, and everything was subdued and trembling in a dim light.

Supreme supernatural power: Turtle town sea map!
Being sacrificed by Fang Ping with the cultivation base of the first-rank Dharma Aspect Martial God Realm, in terms of power and essence, it is all transcendental and extremely brilliant.

As the wind rose, the map of Shengui Town, which covered the sky and the earth, quickly grew to a size of several thousand feet.

Wow

Qi Tiangao's wave of blood pouring into the sky was crushed by the sea map of Shengui Town, and there was no suspense at all, and it was wiped out in an instant.

The demon bones and corpses that threw themselves at Fang Ping in such a vicious manner were also immobilized under the sea map of the Turtle Town that suppressed the mortal Kyushu, ready to shatter.

Fang Ping stepped forward to make up the knife, and his punch was dull and unglamorous. He blasted out with a straight line, and took away the corpse of the demon bone in front of him.

There is no change in the demon killing order, which means that there is no merit point for killing this demon bone corpse.

"That's a bit too much."

With a teasing curse, Fang Ping walked away.

……

A few days later, two figures appeared in Fang Ping's vision.

One side is a human warrior, and the other side is an extraterrestrial demon, fighting desperately in this dark red and broken world.

The collision between the forces of the two sides produces air waves and turbulent flows of divine light, which can overturn mountains and destroy thousands of miles of heaven and earth.

"Nine suns burn the sky!"

As ghosts cried and wolves howled, as the sky exploded and the earth cracked, the human warrior erupted into a ray of light that illuminated the endless heaven and earth. A round of golden suns the size of thousands of feet swallowed the heat that burned the sky and boiled the sea. Outside of him, against the background, important people saw a god who wanted to worship.

Wow

Nine rounds of great suns are imprinted across the sky, burning endlessly, spreading heat, sacred breath, and blazing light, purifying the world in all directions, and the world with a radius of thousands of miles will turn into a pure land in an instant bright.

Flowing in the air, the evil and ominous aura deep in the earth evaporates with nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide.

Fang Ping fixed his eyes and saw that this was a tall and heroic man wearing a purple unicorn robe and a green dragon flat crown. His face was beardless and his facial features were like knives and axes. He was majestic and handsome. The momentum of martial arts like a torrent of rivers, the general trend of martial arts, is unparalleled and tyrannical that he has never seen before, and he has the aura of being invincible in the world.

"Ninth rank Dharma Aspect Martial God Realm."

The man's cultivation stands impressively at the peak of the Faxiang Martial God Realm.

Besides, the evil spirit outside the sky who was fighting against the man did not have the ugly and evil feeling as imagined.

At his feet, there is a vision of a ten thousand zhang-sized golden pagoda, with distinct classes and layers upon layers. Under the tower, there is a scene of thousands of people from all over the world prostrating and worshiping, and all living beings kneeling and prostrating.

Standing at the highest point of the golden pagoda, the evil man from outside the sky naturally has a sacred, tall, and noble aura that surpasses all races, and looks like a higher-level life existence.

"How can the lowly natives of the dust world rival my blood!"

In one word and one line, the voice of the evil man from outside the sky, which encompasses all the light and divine power in the world, is majestic, deafening, and his eyes are wide open, like a high god, squinting, judging the humble and insignificant ants .

After a long distance, Fang Ping was a little out of breath, and his heart was pounding.

At this time.

Behind the heroic and peerless man wearing the flat sky crown, there is a giant in the scale, no less than the vision of the Golden Pagoda. It is so tall and towering over the world. Looking at its fluctuations, it should be a holy god. .

The rank of Faxiang Tiandi determines the combat power of that Faxiang Martial God powerhouse.

Possessing the cultivation base of the Ninth Rank Dharma Aspect Martial God Realm, as well as the Holy Grade Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth, the strength of this purple-robed heroic man is as frightening as one can imagine, and it is very likely that he is on the Execution Demon List.

But in the intertwining of power and power, in the competition of aura, he didn't take advantage of half a point, and even faintly fell into the disadvantage.

In order to get rid of this situation, the heroic man in purple robes suddenly launched an attack, and the nine-wheeled sun was raised, burning like a flame, shining on the sky and the earth, and when it reached the front of the evil man outside the sky, it exploded, and the hot flames rolled up, The waves of golden light reverberated earth-shatteringly in the sky, and they never calmed down for a long time.

"kill!"

Knowing clearly that this blow could not cause any fatal damage to the evil man outside the sky, the heroic man in purple robe dragged the holy heaven and earth, which was as tall as ten feet, behind him, and launched a force that was even worse than that. Offensive, all of a sudden, the earth boiled with water, wind and fire, thunder and lightning rolled, and the stars, sun and moon fell.

Fang Ping watched this big collision intently.

"God's Punishment!"

In the chaos of swallowing the sky and consuming the earth, the man standing outside the sky and demons standing at the top of the golden pagoda's vision shines in the world, and the divine pattern manifests, and the raised palm gathers immeasurable golden light, which turns into a golden holy sword all over the sky , No more, no less, one hundred and eight thousand ways.

hum!Buzz!

One hundred and eight thousand golden holy swords float across the sky, each carrying the destructive energy that scares ghosts and weeps gods, and the sharp and sharp aura sprinkled from the radiance has the thrilling charm of smashing everything and smashing the sky.

Densely packed, like golden lamps covering the sky, it brings butcher knives hanging on the neck, great throbbing and great terror that will never be restored.

Fang Ping's back felt cold, and his pupils were heavy.

The move of the evil man from outside the sky is an extremely unparalleled killing technique, and I don't know if the heroic man in purple robe can stand up to it.

"cut!"

Following the order of the evil man outside the sky, a hundred and eight thousand golden holy swords rushed towards the target.

Boom!Boom!
The sword glow burst out with extremely unparalleled killing fluctuations, each one was as dazzling as flames and stars.

The purple-robed heroic man is as if facing a formidable enemy, he is waiting in battle, accumulating all his supernatural powers, behind him is the heaven and earth of magic, with his arms closed, like a wall that is invulnerable to all magic, and impenetrable as an immeasurable ancient mountain, protecting the purple-robed heroic man Afterwards, a series of earth-shattering sounds of collisions of gold and geese were heard.

Dragging the golden holy sword with a boundless killing and sharp aura, the attack like rain hitting the plantain was bounced off the arms of the Dharma Xiangtiandi, but the killing and sharp aura contained in it was like a surging river, pervasive After infiltrating into Fa Xiang Tian Di.

click

Huge cracks burst open outside the body of the Faxiang Tiandi giant.

Half of the Pingtian crown on the head of the purple-robed heroic man was cut off, and there were wounds on his arms and body, bleeding profusely.

"You are not the match of God."

"Kneel down and surrender."

"This god may save you from death."

On the top floor of the vision of the golden pagoda, where thousands of races prostrated themselves while supporting the sky and blocking out the sun, a male demon from the outer sky scolded with a voice like a god.

Hearing the sound, the heroic man in the purple robe turned his head up to the sky and laughed loudly, and retorted: "You alone dare to call yourself a god? It shows that the world you live in is far inferior to the world behind me."

These words stung the demon man from outside the sky, his eyes opened and closed, and he pierced through the endless void and said: "Ranger! My world is the upper world, and the world you live in is nothing more than a world of hundreds of millions of dust in the upper world." A grain of grit."

Dust world?

A world as small as a gravel?

Through the narration of the evil man from outside the sky, Fang Ping speculated secretly in his heart.

But before he saw this extraordinary collision to the end, a sense of crisis rushed towards him.

A figure surrounded by blazing, holy, and noble rays of light broke through the space and stopped in front of Fang Ping.

The brilliance dissipated, and a tall woman walked out.

She has a jade-like face, waist-length hair, exquisite and slender waist, and slender and round jade legs.

Wearing a golden feather robe and gown, her temperament is ethereal and noble, like a sacred and inviolable goddess, condescending, looking down on Fang Ping indifferently.

Fang Ping smelled a lot of threat from this woman. The sacred, noble, and ancient aura possessed by the other party was exactly the same as that of the evil man outside that day. It could be seen that they were from the same family, had the same blood, and had the same original power.

"Quasi-true king realm?"

Seeing through Fang Ping's cultivation, the woman curled her lips. When she smiled, the flowers turned pale, the world was dark, and she didn't look evil at all. If all the evil spirits in the sky were like this, Fang Ping would doubt whether he was On the side of the villain.

But the result is obvious, this woman didn't put Fang Ping in her eyes, otherwise she wouldn't show such a frivolous, contemptuous, and sarcastic expression.

"Er Zhunzhen King Realm, you dare to come to the depths of the Guixu battlefield, you are not small, and your luck is also good. Don't say that I won't give you a chance. Within ten breaths, go as far as you can, and then wait What awaits you will be sanctions and judgment!"

The woman Jinkou said lightly.

This is really not taking Fang Ping seriously.

But after ten breaths passed, Fang Ping remained motionless, standing where he was without fear.

The woman snorted, and she gave the human in front of her a sliver of life. It's fine if the human is not grateful, but she is so calm and calm, it seems that she doesn't know what to say, just take it for herself Humiliated: "Looking for death!"

In the heart of anger, an extremely powerful aura surrounds the woman, stirring up the universe in all directions like a storm.

Her whole body is shining brightly, it is impossible to describe the holiness and dignity, and anyone who looks at it will feel ashamed.

Slim Changyu pointed out that a beam of unparalleled golden light plowed through the sky and attacked Fang Ping.

This blow can instantly kill a large number of low-level powerhouses in the Martial God Realm.

Fang Ping was still calm and unafraid, with the appearance of the sky falling calmly. At the moment of the nick of time, he also pointed out the power of supernatural powers gushing out. Black and white meet each other, containing the mystery of yin and yang.

Although it is not as sharp and invincible as the golden light and sword light, its victory lies in the combination of hardness and softness.

"How is it possible? Isn't he a quasi-true king? My attack, the strong in the early stage of the true king can't stand it."

Seeing Fang Ping's understatement, the woman who defuses her offensive, her face was full of surprise, and her eyes also had a skeptical light: "What a treacherous and multi-level person." The cultivation base qi machines produced are all illusions, which are used to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers to confuse the enemy.

Fang Ping didn't bother to explain much, the merit points that were sent to him were not for nothing.

He raised his right arm high, and pulled it down, covering the void of thousands of feet. The sea map of Shengui Town, which carried the transformation of Yin and Yang, was suspended in the headspace like a mountain, majestic and majestic.

Feeling that her body was heavy and her breathing was a little uncomfortable, the evil woman from outside the sky raised her head to look, her eyes were not only surprised, but also shocked.

In her eyes, the golden sea of ​​yin and yang, the basaltic tortoise, and the combination of yin and yang illuminate the ancient and modern.

The waves surged and grew to several thousand feet in size, covering the nine heavens on the top, and the darkness on the bottom.

The heroic man in purple robe and the demonic man in the sky, who were fighting in the distance, all looked at one place with feelings at this time.

"Is this... the supreme supernatural power?"

The purple-robed heroic man still has some sharp eyesight, and he can tell at a glance that it is a supreme supernatural power.

"Quasi-true king realm?"

"With such a cultivation level, is it possible to master such divine arts?"

The evil man's face was solemn, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes, with a chill.

Fang Ping felt the murderous intent, but the heroic man in purple robe stopped him, and the evil man from the sky couldn't spare to deal with him.

……

(End of this chapter)