A puff of blood-colored clouds, overlapping and overlapping, like the sea and the ocean, covering the mountains and rivers within a radius of dozens of miles, the killing and destruction that permeated it, the violent and bloody atmosphere, the impregnated heaven and earth fell into the sun and moon without light, the ghost cried and the god howled, dozens of Prison Blood Mountain Divine Power Martial Saints, one by one stepping on the blood clouds, high in the sky.

Led by the black-crowned old man standing on the blood-colored cloud at the top.

Fang Ping looked at this old guy with electric eyes, his heart beat violently involuntarily, and the hairs on his back stood upside down, this old guy's strength should not be underestimated, it was definitely the existence of three supernatural power seeds condensed.

In the strange laughter, the black-crowned old man looked down on the people below, and when he saw the black-clothed young man standing on the golden chariot, majestic and sacred, and looking at the ancient and modern, his eyes were stunned and suspicious for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, he stared at Qiu Xuanji, he seemed to know Qiu Xuanji, and said with a dark and cold face: "If everyone is here, then start quickly." ”

Qiu Xuanji ignored the black-crowned old man and quietly explained the identity of the black-crowned old man to Fang Ping: "This thief is the sect master of the Prison Blood Mountain, the old thief of Weiling!" With him came the elders of the Prison Blood Mountain, each of whom had the cultivation of two supernatural power seeds, and two of them had condensed three supernatural power seeds. ”

Since the fall of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, the Prison Blood Mountain has suppressed the Holy Sword Palace everywhere, for fear that the Holy Sword Palace will rise once and produce the second Martial God Giant, the Holy Sword Palace has been in a slump for thousands of years, the mountain gate has withered, and the Prison Blood Mountain has contributed a lot.

Fang Ping thought in his heart, he relied on the Yin Yang Divine Power Seed, as well as the Immortal Golden Body, which was the prototype of the Divine Power, and was not afraid of the Divine Power Martial Saint who had condensed three Divine Power Seeds, and he could go calmly if he was not the enemy, but at this moment, the lineup of the royal family of the Martial Kingdom, as well as the lineup of this Prison Blood Mountain, could be said to be extremely luxurious, and the strong dignitaries could not raise the idea of resisting.

But if the two families enter the cave treasure together, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there is still room for operation.

On the flying boat, the great queen of the Martial Kingdom is tall and tall, the wind robe is fluttering, and her bright and noble face is covered with a bit of jealous charm, as one of the top ten demon sects of the Thirty-Three Kingdoms of the Human Race, the Prison Blood Mountain is not inferior to the Martial Kingdom, and the biggest obstacle to her seizing the inheritance of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace this time is undoubtedly this Prison Blood Mountain.

"Maybe there's one more person worth keeping an eye out for." The Empress of the Martial Kingdom stared at the majestic figure standing on the golden chariot with concern, so far, she couldn't see that Fang Ping had condensed a few divine power seeds, but the vigorous light displayed by the other party alone could be as brilliant as her side, the side of the Prison Blood Mountain.

Thinking of the great princess of the Martial Kingdom here, she turned her head and looked at the three princes of the Martial Kingdom.

The latter didn't know why, before the princess of the martial kingdom scolded him in front of everyone, causing him to lose face, and at this time, he was targeted by the princess of the martial kingdom, and his face suddenly turned blue.

"After arriving at the treasure of the Cave Heaven, you take a thousand golden fire dragon army and stare at that person, but you are not allowed to rashly attack him unless you have to." The Empress of the Martial Kingdom arranged a task for the three princes of the Martial Kingdom.

The three princes of the Martial Kingdom, who have a supernatural seed, have a killing weapon in their hands, and they can deal with the supernatural martial saint who has condensed two supernatural seeds, and after the formation of a battle formation by a thousand golden fire dragon troops, they also have the power to rival the supernatural martial saint.

"Okay, I got it." The third prince of Wuguo nodded unexpectedly, and said in his heart: "Look down on me, I don't believe that person has three heads and six arms, and when he stays in the treasure of Dongtian, he can do whatever he wants, no one wants to stop me, no one can give orders to this prince yet, and you Lin Jiuyao don't have that qualification." ”

The Grand Empress of the Martial Kingdom, who did not know the stupid thoughts of the three princes of the Martial Kingdom, took out the iron key given to him by the Lord of the Martial Kingdom.

The Sect Master of the Prison Blood Mountain, who was standing on the head of the clouds, followed closely behind him and threw out shards of iron that were dull and unpretentious, and had a cold color.

Not much.

The nine iron keys needed to open the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace produced a certain kind of inductive brilliance between each other, and after they were gathered together, they formed a mouthful of more than half a foot long, like a sword-like blade.

Boom, boom, boom

The clouds are surging, and the lightning is thundering.

The iron key submerged into the inside of the mountain with its fierce charm, like a stone thrown into the water, and disappeared.

After a few breaths, the steep and rugged mountain peaks suddenly cracked and collapsed, and the concussive impact spread out was like a tide sweeping through the mountains and rivers within a radius of dozens of miles and hundreds of miles, the grass and trees were lying down, the mountains and rocks exploded, and a big black hole like a black hole appeared in the sky, deep and unfathomable, and the fog was clear.

Bang la blah

The flowers and plants in the mountains and fields, the waterfalls and springs, are being pulled and there are signs of sinking into the big black hole.

"The so-called Cave Heaven Blessed Land is just the dust of heaven and earth that fell into the endless void after the four seas of Kyushu were broken in ancient times, and the divine power martial saint shattered the void, and these dust fragments can be salvaged from the depths of the endless void, and after they are firmly strengthened, it will become a cave heaven blessed land that can escape from the world and practice, and these heaven and earth fragments retain the original ecological environment.

If you're lucky, there's also a source vein and a variety of chances. The arm is like the Great Xuan royal family, and there is a source vein in the blessed land. The Martial God Giant is different, it has evolved the Law Heaven and Earth, and its gestures are all powerful, and it can open up a cave space on its own. ”

Fang Ping's thoughts flew and he stood on the Jin Ge chariot.

In the next moment, someone couldn't wait, and the Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain, whose eye sockets were deep and his face was full of wrinkles, took the lead in taking dozens of Prison Blood Mountain Palm Hall elders and flew into the big black hole.

The Xuanjin Flying Dragon Boat carrying the great princess of the Martial Kingdom, the three princes of the Martial Kingdom, and the ten great generals of the Martial Kingdom immediately disappeared into the big black hole.

"Fellow Daoist, it's our turn."

Qiu Xuanji said hello and flew out.

Submerged in the Great Black Hole, as if passing through a pitch-black tunnel without light and air, when a bright light appeared in front of you, the world in front of you suddenly became vast.

Raising his eyes, Fang Ping appeared on a barren land with no end in sight, the four wildernesses and eight wildernesses were empty, there was no lush scene, some were just gray and barren, and a gust of yellow sand and fierce wind rolled up in the air from time to time.

It is the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, which is also thin and pitiful, but it is also normal, before the Holy Sword Palace Martial God Ancestor sat down, he had already died for a short time, and he was severely injured, and the cave space that was hurriedly opened up only had a basic framework.

"I want to meet the old man as soon as possible...... Fang Ping chose a direction with his intuition, and drove the Jin Ge chariot to fly away, and after half an hour or so, he changed his direction and flew in the opposite direction, this time he chose the right direction, and on the way, he also met the short and fierce old man of the Divine Martial Saint.

The lonely old man of the Divine Power Martial Saint looked up and saw the Jin Ge chariot passing in the sky, and when he was a majestic and domineering black-clothed young man like a god, he swallowed and sighed, he regretted it a little, it was the Prison Blood Mountain, it was the royal family of the Martial Kingdom, and there was such a black-clothed young man with a shocking aura and a peerless demeanor.

No matter how great the opportunity is here, he won't be able to get a little leftovers, and the corners will be lucky.

……

Rumble!

Before anyone arrived, there was an earth-shattering and breathtaking sound of Jin Ge killing.

When the golden mang's Xuanguang collapsed, Fang Pingchi's car appeared in a sky, and on the top of the mountain hundreds of zhang away from him, a man was sitting.

A man around thirty years old, dressed in a green shirt, his hair is crystal clear, his flesh and blood are also shining, and the light is full, but there is not a single fluctuation of life on his body. 、

"Martial God Giant, the physical body can be incorruptible and immortal for thousands of years, just like a living person, refining it with secret techniques, you can get a supernatural corpse puppet whose body is comparable to that of the Martial God Giant."

A huge blood-colored cloud covering the sky fell, and the black-crowned old man standing on the head of the cloud was not the sect master of the Prison Blood Mountain, and behind him stood several elders of the Palm Hall who came to this cave treasure with him, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the man on the mountain with a cruel smile, and his greed was overflowing.

The words he said were also terrifying, and he actually wanted to refine the corpse of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace into a supernatural war puppet.

"This is the Holy Sword Palace Martial God Ancestor?" Fang Ping held his breath and observed, more than a thousand years had passed, the body of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace had not been damaged in the slightest, and the bones and internal organs were also intact, the light was circulating, and the divine glow was shining, and people could vaguely see the breeze of the moon and the moon before his death, and his otherworldly appearance, as if he could open his eyes at any time.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, there were five things in front of him, a scroll of books, a jade book, a purple gold gourd, a transparent and brilliant crystal the size of a human head, and a round and simple roulette wheel depicting the four elephant holy beasts.

Obviously, these are the inheritance treasures left behind by the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace after he sat down.

The book, the jade book, put it aside, no matter what, before you get it, no one knows what is recorded in it, the purple gold gourd is extraordinary, the mist is shrouded, not eroded by the years, it should be a strange treasure, and the bright crystal the size of a human head is filled with a familiar energy breath that Fang Ping feels, it is the source qi!

Besides, the roulette wheel depicting the Four Elephants Holy Beast should be the "Holy Sword Four Elephant Disk" in Qiu Xuanji's mouth, inheriting the heavy treasure for the Holy Sword Palace, and it is also the inevitable thing for Qiu Xuanji to come to this cave treasure this time.

The Sect Master of the Prison Blood Mountain, who was standing on the head of the blood-wriggling cloud, stared at Fang Ping gloomily, and asked with a snort, "Are you in the same group as that Qiu Xuanji?" ”

The Ordinary Divine Power Martial Saint wanted his sharp and penetrating gaze to stare at him, and his heart was about to explode.

Fang Ping was unmoved, and replied majestically: "Yes and what, no, how can I, Wang Teng, act, and still tell you about the Prison Blood Mountain?" ”

The Jin Ge chariot roared, and the aura of the conquest of Jin Ge was spread in the sky and the earth like a long river of time and space, and Fang Ping's body was overwhelmed by the four seas of Kyushu, and the general trend of martial arts from the past and present was superimposed, and this heaven and earth were divided into two colors, one was issued by Fang Ping, and the other was the sect master of the Hell Blood Mountain.

In contrast, the Sect Master's Qi Aura Light of the Prison Blood Mountain was almost wiped out in an instant.

"Arrogance!"

The several Prison Blood Mountain elders standing on the cloud head under the Sect Master of the Prison Blood Mountain were full of anger and anger, and they all unfolded their martial arts qi one by one, and after they gathered together, they were like the suppression of a million demon mountains outside Fang Ping's body.

Fang Ping used his own martial arts momentum to resist, and he faced the martial arts qi bursting out of several Prison Blood Mountain elders alone, and he did not fall into disadvantage.

Bang Long!

Under the confrontation of the invisible qi engine, the sky and the earth cracked, the earth shook, and the sky rumbled and cracked.

The Sect Master of Prison Blood Mountain frowned, and he didn't want to admit it in his heart and had to believe that the majestic black-clothed young man standing on the golden chariot was a peerless enemy that even he couldn't grasp, but the general trend of martial arts was unmatched, and controlling a few divine power seeds was the source that determined the level of the martial power of the divine power.

"Wang Teng Daoyou."

"My Prison Blood Mountain is one of the top ten demon sects, the elders who came here have condensed two divine power seeds, three magic power seeds, and this sect master also has the cultivation of three magic power seeds, you join forces with that Qiu Xuanji, it is a move to seek your own destruction, it is better to stand on the side of this sect master, the five inheritance things in front of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace, you can choose one of them, how about it?"

Fang Ping sneered, five inherited things, give him one, is this sending him away as a flower?

And he doesn't have a good impression of this prison blood mountain, the reason is also very simple, not long ago he saw the prison blood mountain supernatural martial saint, the scene of blood sacrifice to the people of a city, he Fang Ping is not a compassionate person, and he also understands the truth that heaven and earth are not kind to all things as dogs, but since he agreed to cooperate with that Qiu Xuanji, he must start from the beginning and stick to his heart.

If a person forgets his righteousness when he sees small profits, and does great things and spares his life, he will eventually become a narrow-minded and mediocre person.

"This sect master gives you a chance, you don't want it, that is to insist on being the enemy of my Prison Blood Mountain?!"

Seeing that Fang Ping was silent, his face showed a mocking and teasing meaning, and the yin qi surging behind his eyes, as if the sect master of the Hellblood Mountain who was bred by demons was not procrastinating, he wanted to get the inheritance of the Martial God Ancestor of the Holy Sword Palace before the arrival of the royal family of the Martial Kingdom, and shouted: "You have to work with all the elders to capture this arrogant man." ”

The people who arrived here were randomly thrown into all parts of this heaven and earth, and dozens of elders of the Prison Blood Mountain Quality Hall who followed the sect master of the Prison Blood Mountain, at this time, there were only five people with him, four of them condensed two divine power seeds in their bodies, and one person condensed three divine power seeds in their bodies, and they were the elders of the Prison Blood Mountain Feigou Palace.

I only saw that the elder of the Feigou Hall was wearing a blood cloud crown hat and a black robe, his body was tall, full of qi and blood, and after hearing the orders of the sect master of the Prison Blood Mountain, he stepped on a blood-colored cloud and approached Fang Ping.

"Divine Power: Blood Soul Claw!"

As soon as he made a move, it was a killing move that went against the chaos in the sky and frightened the gods.

The three supernatural power seeds rotated rapidly in the body of the elder of the Feigou Palace, and the supernatural power that continued to gush out swam between the flesh and blood around him, like five fingers into claws, pulling and tearing down in the void space, the space was torn open a shocking crack, and the red blood claws that flew out were the size of a hundred zhang, and the power of the supernatural powers was majestic, and the sharp killing fluctuations were strong and stabbing the soul.

Fang Ping didn't take it lightly, the Yin and Yang Divine Power Seed in his body glowed, swallowing out the power of the Divine Power, endlessly, but he didn't unfold the Divine Turtle Town Sea Map.

With a shock to his shoulder, Fang Ping used the power of the Yin Yang Divine Power Seed to exert his immortal golden body, his body increased dramatically, and within the incredible gaze of the Sect Master of the Prison Blood Mountain and others, he stood up, and turned into a five-zhang giant in the wind, his whole body was like a divine gold training, and the majestic qi shook the heavens and the earth, like a giant spirit god who opened the heavens and the earth.

Bang la blah

The power of supernatural powers filled the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the immortal golden body that was more than five zhang high broke the shackles and climbed to six, seven, and eight zhang high, becoming more and more sacred and huge, and the power of the mighty was gone, and the five fingers were clenched and pinched into fists, carrying the power of the seeds of yin and yang supernatural powers, as well as the power of moving mountains and reclamation brought by the immortal golden body.

Bang Long! Boom Boom!

The divine power blood claw issued by the Elder of the Flying Hook Hall of the Prison Blood Mountain squeaked for a moment under Fang Ping's punch, and it shattered, setting off a wave of qi impact, yin and yang, and swallowing mountains and rivers within a radius of dozens of miles.

"The law is like heaven and earth? No, it's a supernatural power of the flesh! ”

The face of the elder of the Feigou Hall was heavy, Fang Ping in the state of immortal golden body, the momentum of the sky, his body was like a mountain, and his every move echoed with the immortal and incorruptible qi, this was not a visionary phantom, but a real change in the physical body.

"Divine Power: Soul Destroyer with Dirty Blood!"

A Prison Blood Mountain Elder made a move, and the two divine power seeds in his body turned wildly, attracting a large area of blood-red clouds to cover the top of Fang Ping's head, and the torrential rain that fell, as red as blood, as if the sky was crying, after being contaminated with human flesh and blood, it could cut the muscle erosion body, and no matter how indestructible the body was, it would rot into ashes when it was washed away, and it also had the effect of defiling the sea of consciousness.

However, Fang Ping remained immovable, and the filthy blood rain that fell outside his immortal golden body made a sizzling sound and evaporated into black gas, which could not break through the defense of the immortal golden body at all.

"Divine Power: Enma Fire!"

"Divine Power: Netherworld!"

The two Prison Blood Mountain elders glanced at each other and displayed their magical powers back and forth.

The pale and strange fire, the momentum of the prairie engulfed Fang Ping, there was not the slightest scorching breath, but it was as cold as ice, and then it was rushed by the endless flow of netherworld evil qi like a stormy wave, it was a divine power martial saint who had condensed two divine power seeds, and he could also fall on the spot.

But when the Jin Ge chariot rushed out with radiance, Fang Ping, who was standing on the golden chariot, and the immortal golden body that was more than eight zhang high, was still shining and flawless, and there was no scar at all.

"It's my turn."

His eyes scanned several Prison Blood Mountain elders like a heavenly knife, Fang Ping roared, the sound waves were like thunder, and all the beasts fell under the sky in unison, and several Prison Blood Mountain elders were shocked by their eardrums, and their hearts were shocked.

Jin Ge's chariot roared, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, ignoring the void and descending to a Prison Blood Mountain Elder, Fang Ping slaughtered down, and his two arms hugged this Prison Blood Mountain Elder like a long dragon.

Then put his arms together and exert his strength, and he heard the sound of broken bones and tendons.

(End of chapter)