Falling water.

The momentum of the river is like a long dragon, with ups and downs, surging thousands.

Between the turbulence of the water surface, a large amount of mist is raised, layer upon layer, and the wind gathers and scatters on the vast and endless river surface, which has a magnificent and magnificent atmosphere.

At night, the sky is full of stars, reflecting on the misty river, and the sky and the earth are the same color, and there is a hazy and mysterious beauty.

Fang Ping, who has lived on the bank of the Luoshui River for more than half a year, is far away from all the hustle and bustle, practicing every day, and then sitting and discussing with the Qingluo of Shantai, embracing each other and admiring the moon, living a very comfortable and comfortable life, and they are a little deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Night.

The Taiyin star pressed the heavens and stars to retreat and eclipse.

Fang Ping's big sleeves fluttered, his clothes were hunting, and he was sitting high in the air, he was condensing the power of supernatural powers, the power of the primordial gods, and carved the twenty-three thousand Great Luo Divine Patterns in his body.

Da Luo Zhenguan Fei Yuan Miao Fa, can turn the body into a temple shrine, and the original god is the god and Bodhisattva enshrined in the temple shrine, to do this, it is necessary to carve 108,000 "Da Luo God Pattern" into the body.

The process is unspeakably miserable, the pain is unbearable, such as digging the liver and taking the heart, can make the strong-willed person go crazy, the other party is peaceful, the torture of the body is not enough, climbing the peak of martial arts, is the greatest desire/desire and obsession in this heaven and earth, and there is also great bliss and great pleasure hidden in it.

In the thatched hut, the female sect master walked out with the woman's hair bun, glanced at Fang Ping, who was sitting in the air under Haoyue, cleared her throat and shouted; "Stop practicing, go back to the house!"

Fang Ping heard it, but he didn't want to pay attention to it, and he didn't know if the martial arts emperor in the female sect main body was a serious emperor, and he actually taught the female sect master a double/cultivation method, to be precise, it was the method of collection/supplementation.

Who? Naturally, it was someone else.

Good guy, after a few months of picking/making up, someone on the other side has become a tool person, lie there, don't have to do anything, just watch the female sect master perform.

At first, Fang Ping was still a little happy, but after a long time, he was really a little scared, even if his yang energy was boundless, his life potential was endless, and ordinary martial god giants were difficult to compare, and the female sect master was also moderate and measured, but who could stand up to the endless work day and night, he had to cultivate his self-cultivation for a while.

With that kung fu, planting flowers, fishing, isn't it fragrant to slip around twice?

"Didn't you hear?"

The female sect master, who did not get a response, asked.

"He heard."

The Martial Emperor hid in the main body of the female sect, as if he was gloating, and said out of nothing: "You try again, if he still doesn't agree, then he must pretend not to hear." ”

Tantai Qingluo was half-convinced, and shouted tentatively; "It's getting late...... It's time to rest, let's go back to the house......"

Fang Ping opened his eyes and landed in front of the thatched house, compared to more than half a year ago, the graceful, elegant and noble female sect master, which jade soft flowers, delicately carved beautiful face, seemed to be more and more ruddy and radiant.

Swallowing and spitting, Fang Ping silently recited "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color", and then his face was serious, like an ancient sage who had seen through the red dust and entered the house.

The next day, when the sun rose in the east and the river was sparkling like a mirror, Fang Ping came out with his support on the wall, not because he was not strong-willed, but because the enemy was too fierce.

The Divine Lady Dao cultivated by the female sect master is the strongest double cultivation method outside the world, if it is someone else, in the past few months, the martial god giant can't withstand it, but Fang Ping's life source is ancient and modern, majestic and unparalleled, and he can recover with a little rest, and then be picked, and then recovered, so that the cycle starts again and again, and after the myth of the martial god giant, another miracle has been created.

Inside the house.

The female sect master's hair was messy, and she put on a robe and walked out, and the vitality and spirit that were abundant in the surrounding heaven and earth were pulled and poured from all directions, frantically submerging into the female sect master's body.

"Is this about to condense the second supernatural seed?" Fang Ping was surprised.

"What do you think? But thanks to you kid, if it weren't for the fact that your life source qi was as bright as the sun and as thick as a true dragon, she wouldn't have been able to condense the second supernatural power seed so quickly. "The voice of the Martial Dao Emperor came from within the main body of the female sect.

"This is true...... Fang Ping nodded, and Xingshi asked: "But the Great Emperor, what are you doing this inauthentically, what do you think of me?" Do you know how I've been through these months? Even if you want to pass it on, you should pass on some double cultivation methods that are beneficial to both parties, why do you want to pass on this method of collecting/supplementing, I think you have ill intentions. ”

The Martial Emperor disagreed, and retorted: "Although it is a little cruel, you are voluntary, and it has nothing to do with this emperor." ”

Fang Ping: "......"

No, I can't swallow this breath!

Clenching his fists, Fang Ping had an idea and asked, "The Great Emperor is right, no one forced me, I'm just a little curious." ”

The Martial Emperor didn't know what he meant: "Curious about what?" ”

The female sect master's eyes were closed, her upper and lower muscles were bright and crystalline, like chalcedony and mutton fat were carved, her pores were stretched and swallowed the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the second divine power seed in her abdomen gradually took shape, but this did not delay the communication between the Martial Dao Emperor and Fang Ping in her body.

"I'm curious if you're peeking, senior."

Fang Ping asked in a word, and the depression in his chest disappeared.

And the Martial Emperor seems to have disappeared.

Silent.

A dozen breaths of silence.

"You can't really peek, do you?"

Fang Ping swallowed and spat, this was a bit ......

More than ten days later, the divine power seed in the main body of the female sect was condensed and formed, and the top door flew out, golden light, with a trace of black and white mist, which can be seen to contain yin and yang changes, and the quality is a forbidden divine power seed.

“…… The color and brilliance are somewhat similar to the immortal golden body divine power seeds, and they also contain the changes of yin and yang......"

Fang Ping felt familiar from this supernatural power seed, and the fluctuation was kind, as if it were his own.

"Receive."

The female sect master muttered silently, and the top door divine power seed sank into her body.

……

Inside the dark and dim hall.

A projection-like figure stood on each of the dozen pillars of light, and a stone pillar was empty.

"The Evil King has already issued a decree, asking us and others to go out together to suppress that Wang Teng and bring him back."

A figure said in a loud voice: "Hall Master Qin, you have met with that Wang Teng, let's talk about it." ”

The Qin Hall Lord's body trembled, remembering that more than half a year ago, he was so frightened that he escaped from a million miles of embarrassment.

After returning to the Evil King's Pavilion, he told the Evil King what had happened, and after a few months, he didn't think that the Evil King would issue such a decree.

"Okay, then I'll talk about it."

The Qin Hall Lord, who struggled to suppress the fear in his heart, said: "This person has the power to look down on the world, the unparalleled posture of the ages, he is out of the body, just one blow, he killed the Autumn Hall Lord, but his cultivation is still in the realm of the Divine Power Martial Saint, this Yuan God is subject to his physical limitations, although it can threaten us, but as long as we are on guard and shoot together, he has no chance of living."

It's just that...... If the Evil King wants me to capture this person alive...... It's a little harder. ”

Capturing a person alive has a completely different meaning from killing a person, the difficulty has increased a lot, and it is full of variables, and what is to be captured alive is still one that has condensed two supreme divine power seeds, and condensed the demon martial saint of the primordial god.

"What the Lord of the Qin Palace said is not bad, but who dares to disobey the decree of the Evil King?" A figure sighed.

"Let's shoot together, can he turn the sky up with a supernatural martial saint?"

"Hall Master Li can't be taken lightly, the main thing in the Autumn Hall is to be vigilant, how can you die in Huangquan?"

"A lesson from the previous car and a teacher from the future, we should plan well."

"The Evil King wants me to capture him alive, could it be that I want to subdue this person?"

"That's not something we should think about, what we have to do is how to capture this person alive."

After a moment of study, everyone in the hall discussed a set of plans.

The Qin Hall Lord said worriedly: "How easy is it, why doesn't the Evil King take action himself?" ”

If it were possible, he wouldn't want to see the majestic figure that would blow his soul apart in his life.

……

"Huh?"

In front of the thatched house, Fang Ping raised his eyebrows, and just now, he felt flustered like a man.

People have a sixth sense, and the sixth sense of a martial artist is even stronger, but it is very vague, and the spirit is not effective, Fang Ping is different, he has condensed the Yuan Shen, and has a sense of induction that ordinary people can't imagine for the upcoming catastrophe and crisis in the underworld.

"Is someone behind me trying to target me, or is there something I'm about to get involved in?"

This sudden feeling of panic was rarely strong, and lasted for a while.

"What's wrong with you?"

Tantai Qingluo sensed that Fang Ping was preoccupied, as if he was facing a great enemy, and asked suspiciously.

Fang Ping didn't hide it, and expressed his hunch.

Tantai Qingluo did not express an opinion, and handed over this problem to the Martial Dao Emperor in his body.

After asking Fang Ping to question, "Did you peek", he disappeared, and the Martial Dao Emperor, who had no communication with Fang Ping, seemed to have recovered, and the dignified Martial Dao Emperor had no reason to worry about this kind of thing, and explained: "The Yuan Shen is conceived by the will and spirit, and has the ability to channel, going up to the extreme sky and going down to the netherworld.

For the upcoming fortune and calamity, there is a sense of the autumn wind before the cicada, and you suddenly have a whim, like a man's back, which shows that there is a killing catastrophe coming. ”

This is said thoroughly.

Fang Ping also thought so, but what kind of killing and robbery was it? Artificial? Or is it an act of God?

"No matter which one it is, I have to be ready to deal with it, and ......" Fang Ping looked at the female sect master.

Tantai Qingluo: ???

"I'm not going to drag you down."

"I didn't say that." Fang Ping stepped forward and hugged the female sect master's soft and boneless body tightly.

The next day, by mid-morning.

When the female sect master woke up, Fang Ping was already gone.

Thousands of miles away on the river.

Fang Ping stepped on the waves, one after another waves, swirling, the mist rose and swarmed at his feet, and there were hundreds of big fish tumbling and jumping in the river water in front of him, and the strong wind was blowing in his face, making his big sleeves fly and his long hair dance.

After more than ten days of treading water like this, Fang Ping came to the depths of this Luoshui River Basin, the weather changed as soon as it was said, the sky was blue in the last second, the blue sky was like a wash, the blue sky was white clouds, and in a blink of an eye, it was stormy and rainy, and the sky was dark.

Under the convergence of rain, the undercurrent under the river surface surges, forming one whirlpool after another.

Half a day later, Fang Ping got out of the storm-shrouded area, and walked out with one foot, there was still lightning and thunder behind him, the sky was dark, and the torrential rain was like a note, but the sun was still shining in front of him, and it was as blue as a wash.

After a while.

A small island, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and abundant vegetation appear in front of it.

Outside the island, it is covered with clouds and mist, and there are reefs.

Walking to the island, Fang Ping was about to release his divine sense to see if there was anything strange on the island, when he heard a deafening tiger roar, and fixed his eyes to see that a behemoth walked down the hillside in front of him, looking at its appearance, it was the same as a tiger, but the fur was outlined with a series of golden patterns, and there was a pair of bone wings outside the abdomen, and there were dragon horns on the top of the head.

If this was an ordinary alien spirit beast, Fang Ping could be killed with a finger, but this beast actually gave him a big sense of threat.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The bone wings unfolded, and there were seven or eight zhang in size of the golden-veined Divine Tiger, and the roar it emitted had the effect of impacting the divine soul, and the moment the roar was issued, one by one pounced in front of Fang Ping, and the void cut a long crack under its sharp bone wings, opening its bloody mouth, and having a tendency to swallow Fang Ping into his stomach in one bite.

"Who is the prey, it's not certain." Fang Ping smiled, his body rose in the wind, turning into a golden giant more than a hundred zhang high, overlooking the earth, with one hundred and eight divine rings behind him, and his majestic divine power followed him.

Immortal Golden Body!

The fierce and incomparable golden-veined divine tiger suddenly became a kitten.

Fang Ping stretched out his big golden hand, and between his five fingers, he grabbed the golden-veined divine tiger.

"Roar"

The golden-veined divine tiger that fell into the golden hand felt the shadow of death, twisted his body wildly, and bit down on the golden hand, but only bit a layer of skin, and his broken teeth hurt and bleed.

"Today's dinner has been settled."

Smiling, Fang Ping's palm exerted force, and the force generated was endlessly squeezing the golden-veined divine tiger, letting it have dragon tendons and tiger bones, and it was also crying out in grief.

A moment later, a huge tiger head as big as a millstone, lifelike, was discarded on the ground without blinking.

Fang Ping sat on the ground, in front of him was the skinned golden-veined Divine Tiger, after being roasted, golden and bright, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender, there were no condiments, a bite was sweet, and the energy that overflowed after eating it in the stomach wanted him to warm up and down.

"The bloodline in the body of this animal is not bad, it is estimated that it is a remnant of a divine beast......"

Eating happily, Fang Ping said, "If there is another pot of wine, it will be great." ”

In the early days of martial arts, he didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but now that martial arts have been completed, drinking wine has become a great pleasure in life.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.

It was a fair-skinned, clear-skinned, long-haired, and white-haired young man, dressed in a white moon robe, who was fifteen or sixteen years old. "Little Black...... Is that you? ”

Fang Ping burped inappropriately and replied, "No." ”

Juvenile:???

Isn't he not having eyes?

"You ate Blackie?"

The young man's eyes widened angrily, but he looked angry, like a girl's daughter, and his body was also thin.

Fang Ping wiped the grease stains on the side of his mouth and said, "Take it, you can't take it away." You can take it away, I won't stop you. ”

He's right, it's this animal that wants to bite as soon as it comes up.

But this is also too unlucky, I ate a tiger and caught someone else.

"Little Black ......"

The young man sighed, he didn't seem to be so grief-stricken, and walked over to the tiger meat that Fang Ping hadn't finished.

Fang Ping: ???

"Why don't you try it? It tastes good. ”

He also said casually, how can anyone eat their own pets, can eat their own pets, is that a serious person?

But it turns out that someone on the other side was naïve.

The young man was not polite at all, tore off a piece of tiger meat, clicked, the entrance was crispy, and the aftertaste was endless.

Fang Ping just watched the young man finish eating all the remaining tiger meat, it was hard to imagine how his thin body, which could be blown down by a gust of wind, could eat most of the golden-veined tiger barbecue, and he was still unsatisfied.

"You're eating a little black."

Fang Ping asked.

"It's not me who eats, you eat."

The young man said with a determined face.

Fang Ping's mind was a little confused, and he looked up and down at the handsome and slender young man, this is a terrible look, the young man has a supernatural seed in his body, and his quality has reached the category of forbidden supernatural powers, and his age is the same as his appearance, the year of the dancing elephant.

At such an age, someone else is still hungry in Shanyang County, and everyone has set foot in the Divine Power Martial Saint Realm, and what is condensed is still a forbidden divine power seed.

"What a wicked."

"It's a pity to be so talented, if you can calm down, precipitate and precipitate, and condense a supreme supernatural seed, then it will be ......"

Fang Ping also thought about it, to condense the supreme divine power seed, it is not something that can be done by being talented, the right time, place and people are indispensable, and there must be the courage, great courage, and great wisdom of going against the tide and winning the peak of martial arts.

"You ate Xiao Hei, that's my master's mount, you should go and apologize."

The boy spoke in astonishment.

"You didn't eat?"

"Dare you say you didn't eat it!" Fang Ping's eyes widened, as if the other party dared to say that he hadn't eaten, and someone else was going to perform a live eating person today.

The young man gave Fang Ping a look that was a little weak, his face turned red, and he said, "I...... The food was snatched from you, and you also said that this is not Xiao Hei. ”

Fang Ping: "......"

"It wasn't Xiao Hei who snatched it from me, but Xiao Hei ate it again, isn't it contradictory?"

"Also, awkward, chirping, macho husband, what do you blush when you speak?"

Fang Ping's voice shook the surrounding mountains and forests like thunder, and he was about to pull out and fly away as soon as he spoke.

"Little friends may wish to come and talk about it."

A voice came from afar.

Fang Ping paused, thought for a moment, and then instructed the young man who had gritted his teeth after reprimanding him: "Lead the way ahead!" ”

(End of chapter)