"That's really ......"

Fang Ping was naturally not afraid or frightened, but a little crying and laughing.

Hearing the promise of the old man in the yellow robe, as long as he handed over the collected martial arts crystal, he would be safe and sound, and hurriedly raised his hand and shook his head: "No, no, no." The two old men found the wrong person, no, it should be said that they found the right person. ”

"Jiang really has several martial arts crystals on his body, but what I don't understand is, how did you find me?"

The old man in the yellow robe frowned inexplicably, something was wrong with the situation.

And the purple-robed old man with a grim face also saw that Fang Ping's performance was a little abnormal, and reprimanded: "Don't say a word, dare not say a word, the old man will let you taste the taste of ten thousand poisons and devouring hearts." ”

Warning the black-clothed young man, wisps of black poisonous gas gushed out from under the flesh and blood pores of the purple-robed old man, and after touching the air, it made a sizzling sound and was violent, which could cut bones and flesh, and melt gold and stone.

Fang Ping was also very decisive, stepped forward, slapped the two old men one by one, there was no suspense at all, and then in the incredulous frightened eyes of the two old men, he said without a smile: "Now you know who Jiang is." ”

If you want to talk about martial arts cultivation, the two old men are both in the Five Qi Grandmaster Realm, and Fang Ping is also in the Five Qi Grandmaster Realm, under normal circumstances, the gap in combat power between martial artists of the same level will not be too big, and they can be born as human beings, some people can break through the shackles and be brave and invincible, while some people can only fly and dog, and they will be ruined, not to mention the two old men of the Five Qi Grandmaster Realm.

They are the great martial arts masters who have condensed the prototype of supernatural powers and controlled a wisp of supernatural power, and when they encounter today's Fang Ping, they can't set off much storm.

When Fang Ping left, there were five more martial arts artistic conception crystals in his hand, and these five martial arts artistic conception crystals contained the artistic conception of the knife path, the artistic conception of boxing, the artistic conception of the stick method, the artistic conception of the spear method, and the artistic conception of the hammer method.

"There's no hurry."

Fang Ping, who included the five martial arts artistic conception crystals into the Qiankun Sword Ring, walked majestically and proudly under the sky, the black clouds in the headsky were like the sea, the atmosphere of the dragon and the tiger, and the magnificent and gloomy momentum that fell down, blended together with the killing and destruction aura precipitated between the heavens and the earth, making people's bodies ache, breathing poorly, and there was a sense of uneasiness with a knife and axe and a butcher's knife hanging from the neck.

Fang Ping, who has cultivated step by step to this day, can be said to be full of difficulties and dangers, his heart is as strong as iron, and he can't stop his pace even if he is bombarded by the sound of war drums, shouts and killings, and the bombardment of mountains and seas.

A few hours later, Fang Ping's eyes lit up and he jumped forward, picked up a martial arts artistic conception crystal from the ground, and his divine consciousness sank into it, seeing that it was a side of clear water and green mountains.

Birds singing and flowers, under the blue sky and white clouds, a towering ancient tree more than 100 zhang high, the branches are luxuriant, full of vitality, and the woody atmosphere stands there.

"Artistic conception of wood!"

Fang Ping's joy for a moment was included in the Qiankun Sword Ring and continued to go deeper.

Two days later, Fang Ping appeared at the end of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave, where the wind was like a knife, scraping bones and flesh, and the sand and gravel rolled up were as red as blood, as if it had absorbed the endless breath of killing and destruction, and the sharp qi was endless.

Mixed with the Yin Wind of the horse, it slapped into the outside of the human body, and the copper tendons and iron bones were difficult to parry.

Since then, it has become a forbidden area, and if you want to go deeper, you have to pass through the yin wind and red sand.

When Fang Ping arrived here, there were many people gathered outside the Yin Feng Chisha area, none of them were good, and ordinary people couldn't come here, seeing the sudden arrival, the body was majestic, the face was heroic, the eyes were like meteors, and the momentum was like a white blade out of the sheath, and the scorching sun broke through the sky.

"Domineering exposed!"

"The momentum is like a dragon and a tiger, and he has an invincible spirit, this person is extraordinary."

"Cultivation is like an abyss like the sea, unfathomable, can anyone see what level this person is at?"

Around Fang Ping, dozens of monks at the scene whispered and sighed.

It's not that Fang Ping wants to attract people's attention, but it's that he, the Xuantian Sect Jiang Chen's horse feet, is too flying and jumping, and he is full of brilliance.

Looking around left and right, Fang Ping locked onto an old man with a pale face, wearing a white robe, who looked like he was very good at talking.

The old man is the cultivation of the Five Qi Grandmaster, his qi is strong, his eyes are clear, and he is about to break through to the realm of the Great Martial Arts Grandmaster.

If the Five Qi Grandmaster wants to enter the realm of the Great Martial Arts Grandmaster, he must condense the Yin and Yang Qi in his body, comprehend a wisp of the general trend of heaven and earth, and then he can evolve the prototype of supernatural powers, and then condense the supernatural power seeds, and enter the realm of martial saints in one step.

"Come here, old man." Fang Ping was not polite, he stood with his hands in his hands, and called the old man undoubtedly.

Everyone: "......"

"Old man Han Xiao, Your Excellency has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it, old man...... That's it. ”

The old man in the white robe is very cautious, the young man in his eyes, the ancient and modern, domineering and exposed, a body of momentum is sharp, it is difficult to describe, if he walks forward, he is afraid that he is more auspicious, or it is better to keep a distance, so there is still a room to turn around and retreat.

Fang Ping, who saw the old man's doubts, helplessly asked himself if he was so bad, someone on his side has always respected the old and loved the young, and the old comrades who had dealt with him, which one of them did not leave a lifelong unforgettable and unforgettable memory.

"Let me ask you, but there are people who have walked into this cloudy wind and red sand."

Fang Ping's face was not full of joy or anger, but his eyes were full of questioning with a stunning golden glow.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "Your Excellency is right, the old man has been here for a while, and he has seen more than one person fall into this yin wind and red sand, and end up with no bones and no souls.

This Yin Wind Red Sand is conceived by the killing and destroying qi between heaven and earth, invincible, crushing bones and muscles, and the Five Qi Grandmasters can't hold up a few breaths when they step into it, and only the Great Martial Arts Grandmaster can step into it. ”

Vultures.

Covering the depths of the yin wind and red sand in the sky and the earth, a palm-sized crystal floated out with the wind, which was a martial arts artistic conception crystal.

Seeing this, everyone present went out to rob it.

The old man changed his words and said: "Your Excellency, you see, the artistic conception crystals scattered in this heaven and earth seem to come from the depths of this yin wind red sand, and every once in a while, there will be artistic conception crystals containing various martial arts artistic conceptions, flying out from the depths of this yin wind red sand. ”

Bang rumble

Dozens of warriors present were in full swing, competing for the artistic conception crystal.

"Get out of here!" A dragon spirit and a fierce tiger, a deafening voice like a bell, the cultivation of the Five Qi Grandmaster Realm, drumming up the true qi, a loud roar, the sound wave shout that shook back the two Five Qi Grandmasters in front of him, and reached out and grabbed the light and dim artistic conception crystal, but before he could pull back, he received a slap on his back.

The Five Qi Grandmaster Martial Artist who made a move, his body was treacherous, his palm was sharp, and the big man who hit him with one palm spat blood, and seeing that several more Five Qi Grandmasters rushed towards him, holding the idea that I can't get you and don't get it, the big man smiled coldly, and threw the artistic conception crystal in his hand into the distance. 、

"Neither? That's good for me. ”

Fang Ping didn't stay out of the matter, he stretched out his hand, and the turtle breath true qi came out to wrap the artistic conception crystal that flew out.

Overnight, dozens of pairs of eyes froze outside Fang Ping's body.

The old man, who was still talking to Fang Ping at the last moment, watched the development of the situation with amazement.

Fang Ping, who let a pair of eyes lock, the wind was light, and he put away the artistic conception crystal in his hand, and then walked to the forbidden area in front of him shrouded in yin wind and red sand.

Whoa!

Sparks flew and sparkled.

The bone-slicing muscles, the indestructible yin wind and red sand, overlapping and overlapping, slapped endlessly to Fang Ping's tall and majestic body, like sharpening iron like mud, the divine weapon of the cross-river broken stream, struck on the water and fire inviolable, eternal and incorruptible King Kong Divine Iron, sparks splashed everywhere, not to mention, but also a series of ups and downs with each other, the sound of gold and iron fighting.

None of the dozens of martial arts masters who witnessed this scene in the rear were not dumbfounded, as if they had seen a demon and a monster.

"What kind of monster is this, it can block the attack of the yin wind and red sand with just its physical body."

"I have also practiced horizontal refining martial arts, and my body is as strong as King Kong, dragon tendons and tiger bones, but I can walk into this yin wind and red sand, and I have a true qi that turns outside my body, and I can't stop the sharp killing qi of the yin wind and red sand, monster, it's really a monster."

"It's good that I didn't make a move on him just now, this person is also the cultivation of a great martial arts master, and he may have controlled the prototype of supernatural powers, and he has a wisp of supernatural power blended with his physical body."

……

The swept Yin Wind Red Sand is indeed extremely terrifying, but Fang Ping's body is also different from ordinary people, beyond the mundane, its root lies in the fact that when he was in the Divine Hiding Realm, he turned the entire physical body into a human body secret store, and there was the nourishment of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi all the time, plus the mystery of cultivating the furnace as a furnace.

It can be said that the strength of Fang Ping's physical body is no less than that of a Divine Martial Saint with the power of supernatural powers.

He was rampant, walking leisurely towards the depths of the yin wind and red sand, and the bone-devouring yin wind swept away, red and gravel, not only did not hurt him at all, but also was regarded by him as an external force to sharpen the body of the body, he secretly carried the qi and blood, running the two health exercises of strengthening the body and raising the furnace, the body was bright, the bones roared, and the dragon on the back roared like thunder.

A skeleton suddenly appeared in front of him, without light and without pretensions, ordinary, but Fang Ping didn't think so, this skeleton can be preserved in this forbidden area filled with yin wind and red sand until now, it must be an existence standing at the peak of martial arts before his death, but he can't resist the endless consumption, and it will shatter into powder and fly ash with his hand.

Intermittently, several more skeletons were encountered.

Half a day passed, Fang Ping collected thirteen martial arts conception crystals, counting the martial arts conception crystals he got before, he can be said to have gained a lot this time, the martial arts artistic conception of each martial arts artistic conception crystal can help people understand a certain martial arts artistic conception, and then control this martial arts artistic conception, the value is not difficult to imagine.

It can be regarded as the foundation of the sect that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The pace slowed down, and Fang Ping saw a living person.

It was a woman wearing a crown, a green robe, and a large black belt around her waist.

The face is like the moon, the willow eyebrows are picturesque, sitting under the sky covered with yin wind and red sand practicing a certain exercise, looking at it reveals a sense of floating like a fairy, like a fairy walking out of the wall, breathing and breathing, the yin wind and red sand that can wear people into ashes and blood mist are actually sucked into the acupoints around the body and used to refine the muscles, bones and flesh.

Fang Ping looked around, there was no one, which showed that the woman was alone like himself.

"Who!" Aware of a malicious approach to his woman, a brilliant and peaceful cloud floated out of the top cover, and a wisp of supernatural power flowed in it, reflecting the vision of thousands of mountains and rivers, and blue waves.

Her bright eyes locked on Fang Ping, who was standing not far away, and said, "Who is Your Excellency, and why are you so malicious to me?" ”

Fang Ping smiled, he was quite sensitive, he just had the idea of snatching the other party's martial arts artistic conception crystal, and this woman withdrew from the cultivation state with a feeling, which can also be seen that this woman is still very careful, she is not overly immersed in the cultivation state, she always maintains a vigilant heart, and can react whenever there is a disturbance.

"The true legend of Xuantian Sect, Jiang Chen is also!"

In a posture of neither humility nor arrogance, Fang Ping replied.

"Xuantian Sect ......" The woman went through her mind, and did not find any information about Xuantian Sect, thinking that maybe this person made something out of nothing, she had nothing to hide, and stood up, and reported her name and origin in a voice like a phoenix: "The true biography of Cangming Sect, Butterfly Ruoyi." ”

Fang Ping Wei Leng, Cangming Sect? Is this woman the true legend of the Cangming Sect?

Most of the chance creations born on Muzhou were occupied by the Lin family and the Qiu family, and this Ten Thousand Burials Mountain and River Cave was occupied by the Cangming Sect, the holy land of martial arts.

Taking a step back, this woman is not so weak, the other party has controlled the prototype of supernatural powers, and in the clouds above her head, there is a wisp of supernatural power gurgling, and there may be something at the bottom of the pressure box on her body.

"It turned out to be the true legend of the Cangming Sect."

Fang Ping arched his hand and said, "I'm bothered." ”

"You have ill intentions towards me, why?" Butterfly stared at the young man tightly, believing that her instincts could not be wrong.

"For the martial arts crystal on your body."

Since the other party asked, Fang Ping had nothing to be vague about, so he simply answered the other party's question directly.

Die Ruoyi was speechless, only felt that Fang Ping was bold, and then snorted coldly: "Okay, you can do it, if you can defeat me, all the artistic conception crystals in my hand belong to you." ”

Fang Ping was just about to say that he didn't have that kind of idea anymore, when he saw the woman take out a bunch of martial arts crystals in anger and sneer.

Jumping out of thin air, the artistic conception crystal floating in front of Dieruo's body has different colors and radiance, and there are actually thirty-nine pieces in number.

Dieruo's eyes are as bright as electricity, echoing the cold air of the muscles and bones of the head, she is the true inheritance of the Cangming Sect, with the inheritance of the martial arts holy land, and also controls the prototype of the supernatural powers, condensing a wisp of supernatural power, which is enough to be invincible under the supernatural martial saints, and it is the first time that someone has troubled him in this ten thousand burial mountains and rivers cave, and as soon as she opens her mouth, she wants to snatch the artistic conception crystal in her hand.

It would be false to say that she was not angry, but she did not mean to underestimate Fang Ping, the young man in black standing in her eyes exuded a kind of maneas from the inside out, swallowing mountains and rivers, he was definitely a great enemy, if she stayed at other times, she would stay away, and if she could not be an enemy, she would not be an enemy.

But at this moment, it is different, her exercises have reached the bottleneck, and she has not been promoted repeatedly, she has to help from external forces, it happened that Fang Ping arrived, and it also aroused the fire in her heart, if she didn't fight with Fang Ping, she couldn't eliminate the fire in her heart, these dozens of artistic conception crystals were a color head, Fang Ping won, and naturally belonged to Fang Ping.

"How, if you win, these thirty-five artistic conception crystals will all belong to you, and if you lose, it will just be a loss of face."

One step forward, the hem of the butterfly's dress flew, the momentum rose, and the Ruicai clouds covering her top cover also tumbled like a river, pouring out of the oppressive force, mixed with a wisp of supernatural power, for the martial arts grandmaster who did not control the supernatural power, the martial arts master, has a double oppression of physical and mental.

Fang Ping couldn't refuse, the other party gave too much, nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let's ask the fairy to make a move." ”

In martial arts confrontations, it is particularly important to seize the opportunity, once you occupy the opportunity, you can lead the opponent by the nose.

"There is no one in sight, and there is a price to pay."

Die Ruoyi did not hesitate, the two jade hands were white as soft as a soft wattle closed together, raised above the head, and slowly stretched out between the ten fingers, like a blooming green lotus, pulling the true qi and heaven and earth vitality in its body in the process.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave is not thinner than the outside world, but it is mixed with the qi of killing and destruction, and it is not easy to mobilize.

It can be harmless for Die Ruoyi, who has condensed the prototype of supernatural powers, carries the inheritance of martial arts holy land, and has a profound and extraordinary foundation, she raised her head and slowly bloomed her hands, conjuring up a lotus flower with a size of tens of meters, and there is a vision phantom with hundreds of arms standing in the lotus phantom, the face is unclear, and the power is indescribable, such as the thousand-armed Guanyin.

Hundreds of arms were suddenly slapped out, and the palm wind stretched endlessly, like a storm and rain, thunder.

Fang Ping was not afraid, he felt a power from this overwhelming offensive that did not belong to Die Ruoyi itself, which was the general trend of heaven and earth that only a martial arts master could pull when he was fighting.

As the saying goes, those who follow the trend live, and those who go against the trend die.

Under the general trend, everything will be shattered.

A stubborn rock, falling from the cliff of Wanren, can penetrate the indestructible rocky ground after taking advantage of the momentum.

"If the general trend of heaven and earth really blesses my body, I don't need to fight, just wait for death, but even if it is a supernatural martial saint, I can only borrow a wisp of the general trend of heaven and earth. Moreover, how can external forces compare with their own strength? ”

Fang Ping greeted him disapplauded.

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(End of chapter)