"Come out, the old man is sure you're still around."

The supernatural ancestor of the Lu family, who followed the young man all the way here, was skinny, haunted by twilight, and his cloudy eyes were flowing with traces of vicissitudes that had gone through thousands of years.

After a few breaths of his voice fell categorically, Fang Ping, dressed in black and as mysterious as the abyss, walked out of the jungle with a body as tall as a mountain and a majestic as a mountain, and stood in the field of vision of the Lu family's supernatural ancestor.

His face was dark, and he asked slightly: "I don't know what the seniors have to say after chasing me here." ”

The Lu family's supernatural ancestor reacted strongly, and looked at Fang Ping with a scorching light in his eyes, as if it was the first time they met, and he wanted to see Fang Ping from the inside out.

Fang Ping's brows were furrowed, his whole body was not very comfortable, the old guy's eyes were a little abnormal, I was afraid that he had some bad thoughts, but he was not afraid, not to mention that he had the Divine Turtle Town Sea Chart today, the immortal golden body and two divine power prototypes, which were enough to go down and fight with the Divine Martial Saint, this old guy was also weak and pitiful.

In the face of such a quasi-divine power martial saint who has entered his old age and his strength has plummeted, he has no fear and panic in his heart, and no matter how bad he is, he can throw out the Jin Ge chariot and retreat.

"Old man Lu Zitong, Xiaoyou doesn't seem to be the Ji family." The Lu family's supernatural ancestor said in a hoarse and low voice.

"Fang is the guest elder of the Ji family." Fang Ping had nothing to hide at this point, but he didn't have time to accompany an old man from a family to talk around, urging: "If the predecessor has anything to say, you can say it directly." ”

Lu Zitong laughed, but because he was too old, he coughed instead, and after falling to the ground, he said with emotion: "The old man is more than nine hundred years old this year, and the Divine Martial Saint can live a long life for thousands of years, and there are only a handful of Divine Martial Saints who may die properly." Xiaoyou is flying freely, the momentum is like an abyss, when the sun rises in the east and Kunpeng spreads its wings, he is really envious of others. ”

The old guy still didn't answer Fang Ping's doubts positively, but like an old man with little time, he chattered about his memories, but one thing was true, that is, he envied Fang Ping's young and energetic body.

"Lao Ji is in the woods, his ambition is thousands of miles, his predecessors are supernatural martial saints, in this golden world, if you have the heart, you should fight and fight for that glimmer of life, maybe you can break through the threshold of life and death." Fang Ping didn't want to entangle, arched his hand, and was about to leave.

"What Xiaoyou said is very true! As long as there is no death from anger, there is still a glimmer of life! Lu Zitong's expression went crazy in vain, his wrinkled face was twisted into a ball, and under the full volume of qi and blood, it was dyed with an abnormal ruddy luster, and he raised his right hand that was skinny like a chicken claw and grabbed it towards Fang Ping.

Airplanes!

The space rippled, and a biting cold wind blew in the quiet and reckless mountain forest.

Fang Ping's body was stunned, and the heart in his chest was beating violently, showing signs that he was about to break out.

"Old horseman! Can you be deceived? ”

Fang Ping was vigilant against the Lu family's supernatural ancestor, and when he was suddenly attacked, his eyes widened angrily, and the general momentum of martial arts unfolded, like a revival of gods and demons, and swept away the Lu family's supernatural ancestor.

Boom Boom!

The great master of martial arts can borrow a corner of the general trend of heaven and earth, so as to oppress the enemy in terms of momentum, but Fang Ping scoffed at this, how can the general trend of heaven and earth be able to defeat the general trend of his own martial arts, what is martial arts? That is to go against the current, to fight against fate, with heaven and earth, and with fellow believers! And all this comes from itself, no matter how magnificent the general trend of heaven and earth is, it is also an external force!

Knowing this layer, Fang Ping's martial arts momentum unfolded, and he suddenly had the glorious power of shaking nine heavens and shaking nine shadows.

Even Lu Zitong, the ancestor of the Lu family's divine power martial saint, was also shocked for a moment when he was shrouded by Fang Ping's martial arts momentum, but this also made the old horseman's crazy expression out of control, and his mouth was chattering endlessly: "Okay!" All right! The old man didn't look away. ”

"Such an unparalleled martial arts trend, if it weren't for the earth-shattering martial arts demon, how could it be had? There is also Xiaoyou's life qi, which can be felt by the old man, as endless as the burning sun, just and fierce, hahaha, good! All right!! ”

The old man was so excited that he yelled and vented his emotions.

Fang Ping vaguely guessed something, the old man was about to die, and he didn't have much life, maybe he didn't want to do the trick of snatching up and seizing his energetic body.

"Is it possible?"

The Divine Power Martial Saint controls the power of the Divine Power, can fly to the sky and the earth, travel all over the world, and the same as the Red Dust Immortals, and can take away the body of others, which is a forbidden method of rebirth against the sky.

"What's the use of asking this old horseman?"

Thinking of this, Fang Ping sneered directly: "People who don't have much longevity, the most taboo joy and sorrow, old man, you are so forgetful, Shen Shendao, you should have thought of a way to break through the entrance of life and death." ”

Lu Zitong's laughter stopped abruptly, Fang Ping was right, people who are about to die are the most jealous of joy and sorrow, but they are about to be reborn, how can he not like it? Seeing that Fang Ping still looked like he didn't know anything, the old man opened his heart and said, "The old man's qualifications are limited, and he can condense the seeds of supernatural powers in this life, and he has already been blessed by heaven if he can condense the seeds of supernatural powers and step into the realm of supernatural powers."

If there is no opportunity to help from external forces, it is impossible to go further in this life, for this reason, the old man made friends in Daxuan when he was young, traveled around, and by chance, he got a secret technique, which can only be performed once in his life, to choose a body, and then wear out the spiritual will in the body, and then lead his three souls and seven spirits into it, and the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

To perform this method, you need the cultivation of a supernatural martial saint. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Zitong's eyes swam outside Fang Ping's body with fiery eyes, as if he had regarded that body as his own, and persuaded: "Little friend, if you are willing to obediently tie your hands and arrest it, hand over this body to the old man, the old man can let you occupy my body first, and then choose a body with excellent martial arts potential for you in the future." ”

The tone is quite sincere.

"I can't imagine that there is really a way to seize the flesh of others and sacrifice the lives of others in this world......"

Fang Ping secretly exclaimed, and said with a pleasant disdain on his face: "I don't know whether to say that you are lucky, or bad luck, with your supernatural martial saint Taoism, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and you can easily find a young body to take away, but you just waited until today and found Fang Mou, it can be seen that the sky wants to accept you!" ”

Lu Zitong was speechless, knowing his plot Fang Ping, calm, fearless, and sarcastic, which made him a little uneasy in his heart, but this is also to blame him, the conditions for the method of seizing the sacrifice are harsh, and he must have the cultivation of a supernatural martial saint, and he must choose a solid body that can withstand the reluctance, and he must wait until his longevity is exhausted, and he is about to be on the verge of military liberation.

The most mysterious thing is that the person who casts this method will cause unforeseen calamities, and it may be that this method reverses life and death and destroys the avenue of heaven and earth.

Before he met Fang Ping, he had also made preparations, but from the moment he saw Fang Ping, he decided that all the bodies other than Fang Ping were tasteless chicken ribs.

"Junior, it's useless to talk too much, the old man has found you, and he has revealed his heart to you, then it is impossible to shake, this is also your own fault, if you don't leave alone, with that Ji Qingfeng, the old man will never move you."

"Then you can try." Fang Ping didn't choose to flee, he was ready to fight with a Divine Martial Saint, such an opportunity was rare, he could experience the power of the Divine Martial Saint in a head-to-head confrontation, and at the same time recognize how powerful he was at present, all kinds of previous self-pride, without the test of actual combat, it was not counted.

There is also a risk, but it is not big, he can't fight and escape, and the old puppet can't keep him.

"Oh? Do you want to fight with the old man? Judging from the general trend of martial arts that is unparalleled in the world, you are very amazing, but there are ants under the supernatural powers, that is, before the martial gods have not reached the supernatural martial saint and condensed the complete supernatural power seeds, it is not easy to cut them down, not to mention that the old man has died and no life today, and there is no advance or retreat! ”

Lu Zitong shouted like thunder, and in the body of the wood, the life energy that was about to be extinguished burned like fire oil, filling the limbs and bones of the old horseman, and everywhere around his body, he could see that the body of the old horseman was not rickety, and the five human body secrets in the body were shining brightly, gathering the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of dozens of miles.

Whew!

The gathered Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi did not enter the old horseman's body, and his body was a little taller, and his flesh and blood were glowing with ruddy and crystal luster.

Fang Ping was indifferent, if the old man wanted to work hard, then fight.

The turtle breath breath breath technique operated, Fang Ping breathed in a moment, the mountain roared a tsunami, the wind rolled upside down, and the heaven and earth vitality rushing towards the old horseman was snatched by him in a domineering and arrogant way of breathing, and a giant turtle like a temple hill phantom was condensed and formed in the shaping of the two forces of heaven and earth vitality and turtle breath true qi, standing behind Fang Ping.

The strong body skill then operated, Fang Ping emitted a golden blood light as sharp as a heavenly sword from head to toe, and the life potential transmitted from the boiling and burning of the golden true blood in his body was also exuberant to the point of shocking the world.

Turtle Breath Golden Pill!

A large breath of air was inhaled into Fang Ping, his chest bulged, and then he spit out a fist-sized golden inner pill, which was intertwined with a blue turtle pattern like an ocean, and the Dan body swept through the air, gathering the vitality of heaven and earth along the way, swallowing and exhaling the two qi of yin and yang.

"Oh? The prototype of supernatural powers? No, the martial arts vision of the power of yin and yang has evolved. ”

The fist-sized turtle breath golden pill, the two qi of yin and yang are swirling, and the vitality of heaven and earth is gathered along the way, it looks beautiful, crystal clear and peaceful, but the energy contained in it explodes, as terrible as destroying the world and destroying the earth, the golden rays are flying, the blue light is shining, the yin and yang two air flows endlessly, and the deafening explosion has lasted for more than a dozen breaths before it subsides.

Knock knock!

Looking up, there is a huge mushroom cloud above the sky that has been dispersed for a long time, and below, the mountains, rocks, grass and trees are all annihilated into ashes, and a soil kang that is several meters deep and more than ten zhang in size is reflected in the eye socket with green smoke.

Fang Ping didn't see the fragments of the corpse of the Lu family's Divine Power Ancestor, the power of the Turtle Breath Golden Pill was undoubted, with his current cultivation as a sacrifice, he could kill a martial arts master who controlled the prototype of the divine power in an instant, but it was still a little self-sufficient to deal with a divine power martial saint, and he didn't expect to be able to hit it with one blow.

In the fading mushroom cloud, Lu Zitong's long sleeves fluttered, unscathed and overlooking the black-clothed young man below, he mobilized the power of the divine power in his body, and an earthy yellow sandstorm rose, like a tornado, like a roaring wave.

"Divine Power: Yellow Sand Realm!"

Lu Zitong stretched out his arms coldly, and the earthy yellow sandstorm covering the sky grew rapidly, just like a spark that could cover this side of the world by burning the plain, and like a bloody mouth, devouring and destroying all things.

Falling down, shrouding the mountains and rivers in a radius of thousands of feet, the flowers and plants in this range, towering ancient trees, are all buried in the dust.

The mountains and rivers outside Fang Ping's body had undergone earth-shaking changes, and he fell into a world of sand and dust with a roaring wind and endless chaos, and before he could take action, the sand floating in all directions gathered into a tower and condensed into one place, transforming into hundreds of earthy yellow gravel long knives.

Look at the gravel knives that shatter at the touch of a button, each with a wisp of supernatural power attached to it.

Fang Ping's hair stood on end, this kind of threat like being on the edge of the abyss and making people uneasy, he hadn't felt it in a confrontation with someone for a long time, he was very excited about it, and let out a long roar: "Old horseman, what are you waiting for!" ”

High in the sky, Lu Zitong's face hesitated, if he wanted to take away Fang Ping's body, then he couldn't be too ruthless, in case Fang Ping's body was broken and broken, was there any point in taking it? But if he didn't make a ruthless move, Fang Ping wouldn't be obedient, and if he delayed for a long time, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

Thousands of gravel long knives hung but did not speak, the old horseman did not say a word, Fang Ping was too lazy to wait, he sent out his divine sense, locked the position of the old horseman, rose to the sky, and slammed into the old horseman's face with a punch, this punch was fast and fierce, and the momentum was heavy, not like it was issued by flesh and blood, with the power of breaking the earth.

"Rampant." Lu Zitong snorted, grabbed his five fingers, and the sand and gravel gathered in front of him to form a gravel shield, and Fang Ping slammed into it with a punch, shaking the sky and cracking the sky.

As soon as Lu Zitong's body retreated, he didn't know where he was hiding, and the thousands of gravel long knives were piercing and piercing, and the sharp edges were beating, like deadly poisonous snakes, surrounding Fang Ping in all directions, and slashing out, it had the power to kill a great martial arts master, which was the manifestation of the power of supernatural powers.

"The old horseman can have this magical power, the range is large, the lethality can also be, and he can also hide in the dark."

Fang Ping's eyes turned, and he showed the "furnace raising skill" as a furnace, his majestic and tall body, blurred and transparent, unclear and unclear, the rising ancient Ding vision phantom, dozens of zhang high, the charm of the mysterious, the brilliance is obscure, the chaos and haze surround, there are stars and sun and moon outside the furnace, thousands of mountains and rivers, birds and beasts and other patterns are vivid, lifelike walking.

"Give me a refinement!"

Gu Ding rotated brightly, as if a chaotic grinding disc that wanted to crush the eight desolations of heaven and earth into smash pieces, and the long gravel knife floating in all directions did not enter the phantom of Gu Ding's vision, crackling, and being miserably refined.

"Hey, what kind of method is this?" Lu Zitong was shocked, the thousands of gravel long knives were all attached to the power of the supernatural powers, and the great martial arts master who controlled the prototype of the supernatural powers had to retreat in the face of one of them, and went all out, Fang Ping was actually incarnated into the phantom of the Gu Ding vision, and the power of the fire and oil was smelting thousands of sand and gravel long knives.

Bang la blah

Fang Ping, who had refined thousands of gravel long knives in one go, his body was majestically manifested in the phantom of the ancient Ding vision of dozens of zhang in size, and the wind and sand were full of wind and sand everywhere he could see, if ordinary people were in this environment, they could only lock the position of the old man by feeling, but he had already refined his spiritual power into divine consciousness.

Lu Zitong was standing hundreds of zhang away, and Fang Ping rushed over directly.

"How did this kid lock up the old man?"

Lu Zitong couldn't figure it out, but he also felt that he had underestimated Fang Ping, and if he wanted to give up such a strange and unfathomable demon, he should do his best.

"The yellow sand is thousands of miles, and the bones are turned into ashes!"

He used his supernatural power to push the sand and dust storm that shrouded the rivers and mountains in a radius of thousands of feet, and the turbulent wind and air currents that blew up, mixed with countless gravel, blew outside the human body, and the copper tendons and iron bones would disintegrate in an instant, and there were patches of sand and gravel torrents, turning into weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., attached to the power of supernatural powers, indestructible, and breathtaking.

Terrible killing machines are all over the heavens and the earth, and it is difficult for people to move, and they will be crushed if they move at the slightest moment.

The grit wind blowing, layer upon layer, continued to lap on Fang Ping's spotless, golden light outside his body, setting off a series of metallic sounds like striking iron.

"The old man's magical power is dedicated to breaking the flesh, and he can block it for a moment at most......"

Lu Zitong disapplievously pushed the gravel storm, restraining Fang Ping's figure, and not giving Fang Ping a chance to get close to him.

Buzz!

The flesh was constantly devoured by the sand and dust, and Fang Ping, who had to use his body as a furnace to refine all kinds of gravel weapons to kill, was gradually worn off a layer of skin outside the skin that was as hard as King Kong.

Woohoo!

More than a dozen gravel spears entwined with crimson veins, the long rainbow pierced through the sun, and it was unstoppable to submerge into the phantom of the ancient Ding vision, and the power attached to it was so powerful that Fang Ping couldn't refine it for a moment, a spear passed by, slashing across his cheek, and a spear pierced into his abdomen, and blood gushed out.

The old man who hid behind the wind and sand in the sky, seeing that Fang Ping finally couldn't support it, he was bleeding and injured, coughed, and shouted: "Junior, what else do you have to say now, just tie your hands, the old man's words still count, if you don't know the height of the sky, what is waiting for you, that is, you can't survive and die." ”

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Fang Ping expressionlessly pulled out the gravel spear that pierced his abdomen, and the wound healed in an instant, leaving no trace at all.

(End of chapter)