In front of the cottage at the foot of the mountain.

More than a dozen figures, one after another, raised their eyes, at a glance, their hearts were all set off turbulent waves, and their eyes were also filled with amazing light, only to see a young man in black who was two meters tall, with thick arms and eyes as sharp as golden lamps, looking at the past and the present, standing majestically on the golden chariot like a golden crow sun.

The golden chariot is spotless, the divine brilliance lingers, the outside of the car is covered with swords, axes and axes, traces of the baptism of war, the air of conquest, the sound of shouting and killing, and the majestic young man in black is like an invincible young god who patrols the four seas of Kyushu.

"Hey, who's this?"

Among the dozen or so martial artists in front of the Jingshe hut, several of them were cultivators of the Divine Martial Saints, but under Fang Ping's overlord who swallowed mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, he also had a sense of insignificance and humility that he wanted to bow and worship.

"Daoyou is here."

Qiu Xuanji swept out of the cottage and arched his hand in the air.

Fang Ping nodded slightly and asked; "Everyone's here?"

"The royal family of the Martial Kingdom, the Prison Blood Mountain has not yet arrived."

Qiu Xuanji replied indifferently, in his opinion, this time to open the Cave Heaven Treasure left by the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, the person who was worried about it was the Prison Blood Mountain and the Martial Kingdom Royal Family, and the three Divine Martial Saints present were not enough.

Hearing this, Fang Ping swept towards the dozen or so martial artists in front of the Jingshe hut, three Divine Martial Saints, and the rest were cultivators below the Divine Martial Saints.

"Even the Divine Martial Saint is not, so he dares to come and mix in this muddy water, the benefits are dizzy, but that's it."

Looking at the dozens of martial artists who were not yet in the realm of the Divine Power Martial Saint, Fang Ping closed his eyes indifferently and waited quietly to get up.

"Brother, look...... Is it necessary for us to stand here? ”

"What the second brother said is extremely true, among us, the eldest brother, you are the highest in cultivation, but you are only a great martial arts master, not to mention that the three of us brothers together are not worth a finger of the Divine Martial Saint, and didn't you listen to what the old man said, Prison Blood Mountain, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom is also coming, that Prison Blood Mountain is the Martial God Dao System, and the Martial Kingdom is one of the six great powers of the human race."

The two warriors in front of the Jingshe glanced at each other and retreated.

The eldest brother of the great martial arts master cultivator is also a person who does not enter the oil and salt, and insists on going his own way, in fact, he doesn't know what the fate creation in the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range is, but an unknown fate full of mystery is often the most important thing, before Fang Ping arrived, the two brothers persuaded him many times, but they didn't listen.

Now that Fang Ping came, this person was instantly shocked by Fang Ping's powerful power like a heavenly god, and the last trace of fantasy in his heart shattered.

"Second brother, third brother is reasonable......"

With a long sigh, the man who cultivated as a great martial arts master was about to leave with his two brothers.

Qiu Xuanji looked at the vicissitudes of life with his eyes and said, "It's okay to go, but you have to leave things behind." ”

He is still reasonable, but the three Divine Martial Saints present are unreasonable, and the old man with a fierce face and a short stature scolded directly: "It's just an ant, and you also want to compete for the opportunity in the mountains, it's ridiculous." ”

The martial arts master man took out the iron key in a panic, and just then took the two brothers, and left the depths of the mountain like a gust of wind.

Witnessing this scene, several martial artists present who were in charge of the iron key, and who were not in the realm of the Divine Martial Saint, left the iron key one after another and fled from this place.

In an instant, the number of people still standing at the scene decreased sharply, outside Fang Pingqiu's mystery, there were the three supernatural martial saints, among these three supernatural martial saints, there were two of them, a man and a woman, the man was in his forties, with an open bearing and a handsome face, and the woman was in her thirties, wearing a gorgeous neon dress as dazzling as a bird's feather, with her hair coiled up high and a jade crested hairpin.

Standing side by side, with affection and veins when they were opposite, they should be a couple, the fierce and short old man of the Divine Martial Saint, alone.

"The merits of Taoist friends are immeasurable." Qiu Xuanji said jokingly.

Fang Ping smiled: "What does it have to do with me?" ”

"If it weren't for the Daoist friend's ancient and modern posture, swallowing mountains and rivers, these people would not have woken up and escaped from the quagmire." Qiu Xuanji said with emotion.

Fang Ping didn't think so, his appearance did play some role, but this was not his original intention, those guys who couldn't recognize themselves clearly, couldn't see the situation clearly, died in vain, and the voice asked: "Hearing Daoyou say this, I'm a little curious, Daoyou, you have been waiting in this Tianjian Mountain Range for hundreds of years."

When those martial artists who left just now came to this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range with the iron key in the past, why didn't the Daoist friends take the iron key from their hands, but left the method of communication and let them leave? Aren't you afraid that these people will have an accident and lose the iron key, so that this cave treasure will never be opened again? ”

Qiu Xuanji sighed, this Wang Teng Daoist not only has an earth-shattering and peerless martial arts posture, but his mental sharpness is not comparable to ordinary people, and he replied: "In the past, the ancestor was attacked by the enemy, and he survived by luck, and when he escaped into this Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, he was already dying. ”

"And when a group of masters from my Holy Sword Palace came to retrieve the inheritance treasure left by the ancestor, they encountered a large number of masters attacking and killing, causing the elders of the Holy Sword Palace to fall, not to mention, the key to open the treasure of the Ancestor Cave Heaven was also shattered, scattered all over the world."

"The culprit who attacked the Ancestor and ambushed in the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, coveted the Ancestor's treasure inheritance, and attacked and killed my Holy Sword Palace, it is likely that it is the Martial Kingdom and the Prison Blood Mountain, either one of the two families did it, or the two joined forces."

"Daoist friends, do you think, the ancestor has fallen, all the masters in the sect have also fallen, the vitality of the Holy Sword Palace has been greatly damaged, and it has collapsed, in this case, even if the treasure left by the ancestor is opened, it is also cheaper for the prison blood mountain, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom. Each of them has a key fragment in their hands, and if they want to open the Ancestor Treasure, they are indispensable. ”

"If the old man collects all the key fragments except for them, no matter who suppresses the old man, then he can directly open the inheritance treasure left by the ancestor, it is better to let those iron fragments scatter all over the world."

Fang Ping suddenly realized, the old man was still very cunning, but no matter how cunning he was, he couldn't resist the general trend, to open the treasure inheritance of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, no matter what, he couldn't get around the Prison Blood Mountain, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom, and everyone had an iron key in their hands.

A few days passed.

Fang Ping talked a lot with the old man, the other party was born in the Holy Sword Palace, lived for thousands of years, and could always say something that Fang Ping didn't know.

The four seas of Kyushu are huge and boundless, after the great changes of the world in ancient times, the heaven and the earth collapsed, most of the four seas of Kyushu sank to the bottom of the sea, and hundreds of countries appeared on the land that can be used for human survival, which has been transformed and sunk several times, and evolved into the thirty-three kingdoms of the human race, and there are many uncivilized places in the thirty-three countries of the human race, where there are barbarian tribes who drink blood from Ru Mao.

In the thirty-three countries of the human race, there are ten major demon sects, nine major Xuanzong, all of which are opened up by martial gods, and Prison Blood Mountain is one of the top ten demon sects, and it ranks last in the top ten demon sects, like the top ten demon sects, there are more than two living martial god giants, and they can command the six major powers.

"Weird."

Qiu Xuanji was secretly surprised.

Among the many Divine Martial Saint powerhouses he had seen in his life, in terms of majestic and domineering momentum, no one could compare with Fang Ping, that is, his Holy Sword Palace Ancestor had not yet broken through to the Martial God Realm, nor did he have Fang Ping's demeanor, he had guessed that Fang Ping might be from a certain big country, or he was born in the Ten Great Demon Sects and the Nine Great Xuan Sects.

But from a few days of conversation, he felt that although Fang Ping's martial arts insights were shocking and penetrating, he could always make people refreshed and shocked, and his understanding of the four seas of Kyushu and the thirty-three kingdoms of the human race was far inferior to him, and he didn't even know the existence of the Ten Great Demon Sects and the Nine Great Xuanzong, as if he was born in a remote and small country and had never gone out of any kind of supernatural martial saint.

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this day.

The sky was dark.

A behemoth covered the void and fell down, crushing the clouds and splashing with smoke.

"Here we are."

Fang Ping, who was recuperating with his eyes closed on the Jin Ge chariot, looked up at the outside of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, but saw a flying boat more than a thousand zhang long and huge like a mountain city, and the whole body jumped out of the sea of clouds like a big fish and fell into the sky.

Bang la blah

The gold-colored hull of the ship is as crystal as a jewel agate, sparkling in the sun, full of colors.

There are many pavilions above the flying boat, hunting with flags, and a huge temple towering.

Floating far away outside the mountain, before entering the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, it brought people a shocking feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and the black clouds were about to destroy the city.

"The Xuanjin Flying Dragon Boat used by the Wuguo Imperial Family for the expedition, this boat is solid, and it can resist for a while when it encounters the Divine Martial Saint's shot, and the forbidden formation inscribed on the outside is drawn by the Divine Martial Saint Hooking Heaven and Earth, even if it is the Imperial Family of the Martial Kingdom, after thousands of years of accumulation, there are only three Xuanjin Flying Dragon Boats."

Qiu Xuanji said with heavy eyebrows.

Fang Ping was not envious, his Jin Ge chariot was not inferior to the Xuanjin Flying Dragon Boat.

Thundered

Mountains and ravines crumbled and dusty in front of the huge flying boats that passed by in the sky.

A flying boat as sacred and magnificent as a golden dragon, with terrifying fluctuations that even the sun, moon and stars can shatter.

After a while, the flying boat was suspended in front of it.

On the deck, there are thousands of soldiers wearing golden armor, holding golden spears, and wearing fire dragon helmets.

"The Golden Fire Dragon Army of the Martial Kingdom, this is a batch of elites cultivated by the Martial Kingdom with the meat of different spirit beasts and various nourishing elixirs, the army of the Martial Kingdom is more than 10,000, but this Golden Fire Dragon Army is less than 10,000 people, each of them is experienced in a hundred battles, decisive in killing, outstanding in combat power, and thousands of Golden Fire Dragon Army form a battle formation, which can be called against the Divine Martial Saint."

Qiu Xuanji snorted.

He didn't have a good impression of the Martial Kingdom Imperial Family, after all, the mastermind behind the sneak attack on the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace in the past was probably the Martial Kingdom Imperial Family.

"Not bad."

"This thousand golden fire dragon army, copper tendons and iron bones, blood and qi like a furnace, the dantian is really strong, and they are all battle-hardened and determined, and the qi between them is still connected like a spider web."

Fang Ping saw a little doorway, but this was only a side door, gathering the strength of everyone, there was comparable to the great power of heaven and earth, his eyes turned, and fell on the more than ten figures on the flying boat, these more than ten figures are all extraordinary and peerless, with majestic heads, and they are all wearing helmets and armor, and robes and belts, just say that the strong man who is wearing golden scales and bright light armor and a fierce hood on his head.

God's eyes are like torches, and his qi is soaring to the sky.

Wherever he stopped, even Fang Ping felt an astonishing aura of threat, and the few figures standing with him were not easy.

"The top ten divine generals of the Martial Kingdom, the first divine general Nangong Xuan, the second divine general Guo Mu, and the third divine general Lu Yuanba, these three are all great divine power martial saints who have condensed three divine power seeds, and then the seven great divine generals are slightly inferior, and they have also condensed two divine power seeds, forming a great array of divine generals, which can be unparalleled in the realm of divine powers!"

"The royal family of the Martial Kingdom actually sent a lot of them here......

Qiu Xuanji glanced at Fang Ping with a solemn look, the latter was quite calm and calm, but he was not very steady.

"Then the Holy Sword Palace Martial God Ancestor died in such a remote and barren place?"

A loud noise rang out.

A man and a woman walked out of the golden hall standing on the flying boat, namely the three princes and the eldest princess of the martial kingdom.

The three princes of the martial kingdom who have condensed a supernatural power seed in their bodies have an extremely good image, wearing a unicorn crown, wearing a dragon robe, stepping on the Rui Beast Cloud Climbing Boots, with a belt like glass around his waist, his facial features are sharp and angular, he is extremely handsome, and his body is also full of qi, as strong as the scorching sun.

He walked out of the Golden Palace, condescendingly overlooking the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, revealing a look of condescension and disdain from the inside out.

"Don't say it in vain, when the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace was alive, he was also famous in the Thirty-Three Kingdoms of the Human Race, and he was buried here, it can only be said that his fate is not good, if he is still alive, the Holy Sword Palace will not decay."

The Empress of the Martial Kingdom has two divine power seeds shining brightly in her body, she is almost two hundred years old, and she is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a robe of Youfeng Qingluan, a pair of jade legs are tall and slender, her waist is slender, her face is beautiful, and her face is white and flawless.

The black-clothed young man standing on the golden chariot, like a golden lamp rising in the long night, heaven and earth can not cover his ancient and modern posture, hunting in clothes, black hair and shawl, tall and majestic body, constantly overflowing the world, the power of the overlord who is the only one, such a demeanor, an arrow through the heart to amaze the great queen of the martial country.

"Big sister?"

The third prince of the martial kingdom followed the gaze of the great princess of the martial kingdom, his heart was shocked, and he was a little ashamed, that person was too powerful, like a volley of the sun, and at the same time, he was ashamed of himself, and at the same time, he was indignant and a little jealous, and then strode forward, and a body of qi swept out and pressed towards the black-clothed young man on the golden chariot.

"Oh?"

Fang Ping, who was oppressed by the martial arts qi of the three princes of the Martial Kingdom, looked at it as if he had nothing, and laughed lightly, it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, which was ridiculous.

"Don't be unreasonable!" The Grand Empress of the Martial Kingdom glared at the three princes of the Martial Kingdom angrily, and scolded: "If you are so reckless and frizzy, just go back to the Martial Kingdom for me!" ”

The third prince of Wuguo looked embarrassed and angry, he still rarely saw the eldest princess of Wuguo reprimanding him like this, and she reprimanded him mercilessly in front of everyone, and inevitably asked a little unconvinced: "Why!" I'm just trying to see if the guy is in vain, and it's not ......."

"Shut up!" The Empress of the Martial Kingdom accentuated her tone and warned: "This trip is dominated by me, if you are not convinced, you will leave, no one will stop you." ”

The three princes of Wuguo gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, still unconvinced.

The Empress of the Martial Kingdom didn't care whether he was convinced or not, she stretched out her right hand, pushed the other party away, and saluted Fang Ping Wanfu in the air, saying, "Wu Guolin Jiuyao, I have seen Your Excellency." ”

Fang Ping, who saw the experience of this woman reprimanding the three princes of the Martial Kingdom, felt that this woman belonged to the kind of woman who could communicate normally, so he didn't ignore others and nodded.

"What do you call you, and what country are you from?" But the top ten demon sects, the nine major Xuanzong origins? The Empress of the Martial Kingdom smiled, as moving as a hundred flowers blooming.

The third prince of the Wu Kingdom looked hateful, he had grown so big, and he had never seen the great princess of the Wu Kingdom smile so gently at him.

"Wang Mou is a puppet, talking about the ten major demon sects and the nine major Xuanzong." Fang Ping shook his head.

The Great Empress of the Martial Kingdom looked thoughtfully at the old guy standing next to the golden chariot, she knew something about the treasure of the Martial God Ancestor Dongtian from the Emperor of the Martial Kingdom Palace before she came: "Your Excellency?" ”

"Elder Taishang of the Holy Sword Palace, Qiu Xuanji." Qiu Xuanji didn't hide it, and told his identity truthfully.

The beautiful eyes of the Great Empress of the Martial Kingdom shrank, and she returned to Fang Ping's body, and said with a complicated expression: "The old thing has found a good helper, but even if the treasure of the Cave Heaven is left by the Martial God Ancestor of your Holy Sword Palace, it is still the residence of the strong." With the help of the ten gods, this princess is bound to win, and no one can stop me. ”

In front of the cottage.

The short Divine Power Martial Saint Old Man, looking at the huge lineup on the flying boat, his legs and stomach were a little weak, he only had a divine power seed in his body, if he wanted to join, could people look down on him?

The Divine Martial Saint couple not far away, their faces were not much better.

Two days later, the Mountain of Hellblood came.

The battle is also grandiose and monstrous.

But look at a canopy of blood clouds that cover dozens of miles, coming from the sky, pressing the sky and the earth dark red and floating, ghosts crying and howling, flying sand and stones.

Blood-red clouds were layered on top of each other, covering the sky, like a sea of blood.

After pouring into the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, the clouds retreated, revealing more than a dozen figures, one by one stepping on the blood clouds, gloomy and powerful, as if a demon had descended into the world, looking down below.

The black-crowned old man standing at the top, with deep sunken eye sockets, a lot of wrinkles outside his face, his body is thin and shriveled, lifeless, and weak, which can give people a sense of oppression, piercing like frost, and said in a solemn voice: "Are there all the people?" ”

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(End of chapter)