The mountain peaks covered by heavy fog and mist, the charm is overwhelming, the mountain is steep and rugged, standing proudly under the sky, like a sword that splits the sky and the earth, invisibly swallowing out a sword that tears people's bodies and suppresses people's will and spiritual level, the more powerful the martial arts cultivation, the more you can experience the horror in the meantime.

Driving the Jin Ge chariot, Fang Ping, who came across the sky, stared at the position at the foot of the mountain.

There is actually a cottage there, in front of the house is lush and lush, planting some melons, fruits and rice, and there is a chessboard, the chessboard is criss-crossed, and the black and white sons are clearly bitten together.

"I don't know which Taoist friend came here."

The old voice floated out of the hut, and then he saw an old man with elegant eyebrows and a clear appearance, dressed in a black and white robe, walking out of the cottage with a fairy wind and bones, and looked up to see Fang Ping standing on the Jin Ge chariot in the sky, and there was an uproar in the ancient eyes of the vicissitudes of life.

Outside the noble and domineering golden chariot, there are flying visions such as the god phoenix and the dragon, and it is also imprinted with a spirit of conquest across the four seas of Kyushu and pacifying all the world, and the tall young man in black standing on it is even more unpredictable and mysterious.

Even the black-and-white robed old man who was accustomed to seeing a genius and a peerless powerhouse, was shocked for a while when he personally experienced the majestic posture brought by the figure on the golden chariot.

The old man in Fang Ping's eyes ...... "Divine Martial Saint " has an extraordinary appearance, elegant, and elegant, like a master who is far away from the troubles of the world, and there is a surge of supernatural power in his body, but he can control several supernatural power seeds, so it is unknown.

The powerhouses who have reached the stage of Divine Power Martial Saint do not start confrontations, and do not deliberately expose their cultivation background, it is difficult for each other to see through how many Divine Power Seeds are in each other's bodies, and Fang Ping is the same.

The cuffs swelled, and the jingo chariot shrank to the size of a fingernail and disappeared.

Fang Ping landed in front of the Jingshe hut with the Qingluo in his arms, withdrew the arm that was blocked between the slender waist of the female sect master, and arched his hand: "Wang Teng." ”

The female sect master glanced at the young man: ???

Wang Teng? What is your name, don't you know what you want to do?

Fang Ping didn't explain, there were a few people who were honest with each other when they went out.

"Wang Teng Daoyou, disrespectful and disrespectful, Daoyou is majestic and powerful, and he is the first person the old man has seen in his life."

The old man didn't dare to bow back, and said, "Old man Qiu Xuanji, from Chu State. ”

There are 33 Terran countries, including 27 small countries, 6 large countries, Daxuan, and Qin countries, all of which are remote and small countries.

This Chu country is also one of the small countries in the thirty-three countries of the human race.

Fang Ping pondered for a moment and said, "The Chu State is far away from this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, why did Daoist friends come here to live in seclusion?" ”

There are houses and fields at the foot of the mountain, looking at this posture, the old guy has lived in this Tianjian Mountain Range for more than a day or two.

"Why did you come?" Qiu Xuanji asked rhetorically with a smile.

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows, and the martial arts momentum shrouded the old guy like a thunderbolt.

Qiu Xuanji, who was in his martial arts situation, was short of breath, his blood was flowing backwards, his heart was pounding, and he was like a flat boat, falling into the boundless stormy waves that swallowed the sky and the earth, but his old man's cultivation was not in vain, although the sky was spinning, and his hair was terrifying, but he could still withstand it.

After more than a dozen breaths, seeing that he was an unmoved old man under the pressure of the general trend of martial arts, Fang Ping sighed and smiled: "But it's rude." ”

He put away the martial arts momentum that was pressing on the old man's body, and took out the piece of iron.

Surprisingly, seeing the iron block that Fang Ping took out, Qiu Xuanji was instantly surprised, and also took out an iron block, which was similar in shape to the iron block in Fang Ping's hand, as if it came from the same thing.

"Oh? It turns out that there is more than one piece of this thing. Fang Ping smiled, and then told the speculation in his heart.

Qiu Xuanji nodded again and again after listening to this, and said; "What Daoyou said is true, this is indeed the key to open a certain treasure, and that treasure is inside this mountain peak, and you need to collect nine iron keys to open the entrance to that treasure. The one who left this treasure behind was a martial god ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace thousands of years ago. ”

The martial god can evolve the law of heaven and earth, and has the great power and power to suppress the four seas of Kyushu.

Before that, Fang Ping really didn't dare to think that the iron block in his hand was actually the key to unlocking the treasure of a martial god.

For a short period of time, Fang Ping's face calmly questioned: "How did Daoyou know such details?" ”

The Treasure of the Martial God, the attraction generated by just four words, can be in this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, no, it is in the Thirty-Three Kingdoms of the Human Race, there is no need for the old guy to tell this secret.

"It's not a secret, the old man came from the Holy Sword Palace, thousands of years ago, the ancestor broke through to the martial god realm, condensed the law phase heaven and earth, but the foundation was unstable, and the mood was lacking, so he left the Holy Sword Palace, traveled to the four seas of Kyushu, sharpened the foundation of martial arts, at that time the old man was just a boy next to the ancestor, and witnessed this matter." Qiu Xuanji said his identity in a surprising manner.

Fang Ping's eyes looked at his nose and nose, and there was no squeak.

"His old man was attacked and killed by a great enemy when he traveled, and he was seriously injured, and he sent a message back to the Holy Sword Palace before sitting in the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, and informed him that he was sitting here, in order not to cut off some inheritance of the Holy Sword Palace, the ancestor opened up a cave of heaven space before he sat down, and when the elders in the sect came here to obtain the key left by the ancestor, and wanted to open the treasure of the cave sky, they killed a group of people."

"In the scuffle, the key was broken, and an elder fled back to the sect with one of the fragments, and the Holy Sword Palace was also greatly injured and collapsed, only by retrieving the inheritance left by the ancestor in the cave space could it be possible to revive the Holy Sword Palace. The old man has lived in seclusion here for a hundred years, just waiting for someone to come to the door. ”

Qiu Xuanji finished speaking in one breath, and his eyes flickered and froze outside Fang Ping's body.

"Wait for someone to come to the door...... Fang Ping smiled, this old guy is waiting for those martial artists who hold the treasure key in their hands, and they come to the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, he is snatching it?

This is also the best policy.

"In that case, let's do it."

Fang Ping angrily mobilized the power of the Yin and Yang Divine Power Seed in his body, his Divine Power Seed, evolved with the power of Yin and Yang, and resolutely reached the forbidden Divine Power quality, whether he reached the level of the Supreme Divine Power Seed, it is not yet known.

"Daoyou misunderstood, the old man said so much, not to see the poor dagger, but to ...... I want you to comment on it, the treasure in the cave space is left by the ancestor of the martial god of my Holy Sword Palace, should it belong to my Holy Sword Palace? ”

Judges?

Fang Ping was speechless, if he was reasonable, the inheritance treasure left by the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace should naturally belong to the Holy Sword Palace, as if the son inherited the father's throne, and the father's debts were repaid, but the most unreasonable thing in this world is that there is no absolute justice, you have a big fist, it makes sense! The fist is not hard, no matter how reasonable it is, it can only be bullied and ridiculed.

"Alas, the world is desolate." Qiu Xuanji sighed. 、

"To open the treasure left by the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, you need to collect nine iron keys, but the four seas of Kyushu are so vast and vast, to collect the remaining iron keys is no less than fishing for the moon under the sea." Fang Ping finished slandering and said: "The law of the jungle is the eternal truth of this world, and Daoist friends lament that the world is desolate, but it is just a complaint that is unsatisfactory." ”

When the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace was still there, it must have been extremely brilliant, dominating the Eight Desolations, why didn't he say that the world was desolate at that time? Now I began to complain that the world was bleak and there was no justice.

"Daoyou hit the nail on the head, and the old man was ashamed......" Qiu Xuanji's face turned red, and he bowed without embarrassment.

Fang Ping hummed and said, "Since this key is so important to your Holy Sword Palace, then let's make a deal, you give something and buy this key in my hand." ”

Qiu Xuanji was surprised and asked, "Daoist friends don't want the treasure inheritance left by the Martial God Ancestor?" ”

"Yes, but I don't want to invest too much time in this matter, do I want to run around and collect the rest of the iron keys scattered between heaven and earth? It's better to take it out and exchange it for some practical benefits. Fang Ping bluntly said his thoughts, no matter how tempting the Martial God Treasure was, it couldn't affect his cultivation.

Qiu Xuanji took a breath of cool air, his face was convinced, and said: "Daoyou is magnificent, and his mood is also so open-minded and wise, the old man admires it." But with all due respect, Daoist friends don't have to be like this, the nine iron keys, one for you, one for me, and seven more, although they are not in the hands of the old man, they also have their own masters.

The old man is hiding in this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, that is, waiting for the person holding the last key to come here, as long as the old man contacts the other seven people holding the iron key to come to this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, he can immediately open the cave treasure left by the Martial God Ancestor. ”

From the moment he saw Fang Ping, he knew that the time had come to open the Martial God Ancestor Treasure and reforge the glory of the Holy Sword Palace!

"Coincidence?" Fang Ping glanced at the old guy, it didn't look like he was talking nonsense, he wasn't afraid of what tricks this old guy would play, he had become a supernatural martial saint, he was full of confidence and fearless, and chuckled: "That's really good." ”

"The warriors holding the rest of the iron keys, the old man will notify them to come, there are two people in it who need special attention, one is the Prison Blood Mountain, and the other is the Martial Kingdom Royal Family, the old man suspects that the Martial God Ancestor was attacked and killed thousands of years ago, which led to the fall of the Martial God Ancestor, behind it is this Prison Blood Mountain, the Martial Kingdom Royal Family." Qiu Xuanji said with a heavy expression.

Wu Guo, one of the six great powers of the human race! Hell Blood Mountain, Martial God Dao System!

Fang Ping's heart was awe-inspiring, and he nodded: "If Qiu Daoyou has any ideas, you can say it, you don't have to beat around the bush and carefully test Wang." ”

"I want to join forces with Daoyou and advance and retreat together." Qiu Xuanji expressed his thoughts word by word, his Holy Sword Palace is different from the past, thousands of years ago, in the Holy Sword Palace, there were Martial God Ancestors, as well as more than a dozen Divine Martial Saint Elders, and dozens of Divine Martial Saint Keqing Elders, that is really the Thirty-Three Kingdoms of the Human Race, what about today? There are two or three big cats and a large flock of mice.

He has three divine power seeds, but the longevity is exhausted, and the days are numbered, I thought that it would be impossible to wait for the day when the Martial God Ancestor Treasure Cave was opened in his lifetime, who would have thought that Fang Ping would come suddenly, and he was still so majestic, unfathomable, he tried it step by step, that is, he had the idea of joining forces with Fang Ping.

Otherwise, how to deal with that mountain of blood in prison, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom?

"Hell Blood Mountain, what about the royal family of the Martial Kingdom, as long as it is not a martial god giant, I can deal with it, but it is somewhat difficult to support it alone, and the cooperation with this Holy Sword Palace is beneficial and harmless, and the inheritance of the treasure in that cave is left by the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, the ghost knows if the Martial God Ancestor has left any tricks......"

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Ping made a decision: "What kind of cooperation method, let's make it clear first." ”

Qiu Xuanji realized that Fang Ping intended to cooperate, but he was just worried that he had a plan, and said with a smile: "The inheritance of my Holy Sword Palace, the Holy Sword Four Elephant Plate, must be returned to the Holy Sword Palace, and the rest of the things should be divided equally with Dao friends." ”

"Then it's decided, you can contact those people now and ask them to come to this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range as soon as possible to meet." Fang Ping urged.

Qiu Xuanji was more anxious than Fang Ping in his heart, he had been waiting at the foot of this mountain for hundreds of years, only to see him take out seven crystal stones full of supernatural power, shining, bright as jewels, after crushing them, the blocks that had been congested in his chest for a hundred years faded overnight: "For a long time or two months, those people will definitely come, especially the Prison Blood Mountain, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom." ”

The moment his words fell.

Far away on the mountain of hell blood.

As a martial arts force opened up by the martial god giants, the Prison Blood Mountain has been prosperous for thousands of years, such as the sun in the sky, on hundreds of mountain peaks, black fog covers the sky, clouds and smoke are shrouded, and there are countless flying pavilion halls and ancient buildings.

At this moment, on a certain mountain peak, the black-crowned old man sitting under the tree suddenly opened his eyes, and the big tree behind him was only a dozen zhang high, and there was no trace of emerald green in the whole body, but it was like a demonic beast swallowing black evil qi, and the body of the tree was squirming with jagged teeth, and the branches of the tree extended out, piercing a low-flying bird across a hundred meters.

"Holy Sword Palace...... Martial God Ancestor ......"

The black-crowned old man muttered to himself, and laughed hoarsely.

Takekoku, Imperial Palace.

Thirty-three kingdoms of the human race, the martial country is one of the six major countries, at this time, in the golden palace of the martial country, wearing a golden crown of nine dragons, wearing a black dragon crown robe, and a middle-aged man with a majestic face behind the bead curtain of the crown is practicing a certain martial arts Xuangong in the dantian with both hands, he exhales and breathes, attracting the vitality of heaven and earth into the body, and there is a trace of source qi, rising from the golden palace, nourishing his body.

Roar!

In the sacred and high dragon groan, one after another dazzling dragon-shaped gases like Tiange war spears killed and fell, shuttling through the flesh and blood of the middle-aged man, and there were three divine power seeds in his body roaring loudly, swirling with the power of majestic divine powers.

Vultures.

The middle-aged man withdrew from the cultivation state with a feeling in his heart, took out a crystal stone full of cracks out of thin air, looked at it, and shouted with great joy: "Pass the decree, so that the ten gods will enter the palace to see me." ”

At the same time, several figures in different areas of heaven and earth also reacted.

……

A few days later.

Inside the Heavenly Sword Mountains.

Fang Ping summoned the Jin Ge chariot and drove away in a torn manner.

After a while, he will enter the treasure cave of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, and bloodshed and fighting are indispensable, and the Lantai Qingluo is not yet in the realm of the Divine Power Martial Saint, which is not a burden...... Well, it's a bit cumbersome.

A few days later.

Within the territory of the State of Qin.

Daxuan has 12 states, Qin is not inferior, there are 132 county capitals, and the mountains and rivers are different from Daxuan, the edge of several county capitals is more mountains and rivers and big mountains stretch, the lakes are dense, and the depths are endless plains, which can be described as easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the location is good.

Fang Ping galloped to a small town in Taiyuan County in the hinterland of the Qin Kingdom, and quietly lived with the female sect master, who was already a great martial arts master realm, and had not yet controlled the prototype of supernatural powers, so Fang Ping released his own seeds of yin and yang supernatural powers, asking the other party to perceive and observe them, and evolve the prototype of supernatural powers as soon as possible.

A month later, Fang Ping left, and when he was leaving, he told Tai Qingluo with a serious face: "Wait for me to come back." ”

Tantai Qingluo didn't say anything, and when the young man left, he sighed in distraught.

"Think you're not worthy of him? That's right, this son's supernatural power seed, containing the changes of yin and yang, has reached the quality of supreme supernatural powers, and he is still so young, he has the general trend of martial arts that is unparalleled, even if he goes to a place outside the world, it is also a demon that has not been born for a thousand years, you want to keep up with his pace...... It's not impossible. ”

A female voice without any emotion sensed the mood fluctuations of the female sect master, and then it reverberated in the ears of the female sect master.

This voice has no source, and only the female sect master can hear it.

Yutai Qingluo frowned, from the day when the other party tried to take away her body, but failed, intersected with her spirit, and shared a body, this person was bewitching her how to practice, everything listened to the other party, at this moment, he actually used this to bewitch her, and in annoyance, he warned to himself: "I'm wondering, do you want to tell your existence......

He is now a Divine Power Martial Saint, if it is really like what you said, and he has condensed that supreme divine power, maybe let me get rid of you. ”

The air froze.

In the female sect master's dark pupils like jewels, a white-clothed woman with a face as sacred and inviolable as a goddess, perfect to the extreme, swayed, through the mouth of the female sect master, and replied: "I and your soul are blended into one, it is a mistake, fate dictates it, I am you, you are me, it is impossible to separate, and you don't need to scare the emperor." ”

Lantai Qingluo was silent, she was in harmony with the woman's soul, of course she felt that the woman did not lie to her, and what she said was the truth.

……

Heavenly Sword Mountain Range.

After a month, Fang Ping drove over.

The Jin Ge chariot was radiant, like the sun in the sky, and the rumbling wheels reflected the phantom of the true dragon of the Divine Phoenix.

When he fell in front of the steep peaks in the depths of the mountains, Fang Ping saw more than a dozen figures standing in front of the cottage.

(End of chapter)