Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

A dozen or so figures flickered and floated on a platform as big as a house, with various sacrificial patterns engraved on it. Each of them had a second-rank cultivation base, and the one in the middle was a pseudo-innate cultivation base, with a huge aura. His eyes were cold and stern, and he stared vigilantly at the group of people who invaded into the sub-altar. When he saw Baishan, his heart was shocked.

"Old man Baishan, the fifth-rank captain of the Zhenwu Division." Baishan revealed his identity without concealment, and his voice was like a Hongzhong Dalu, echoing through the rocky mountain and echoing in everyone's ears.

The scene was turbulent, and the Martial Guard Division took over the law to clear up the universe, and specifically suppressed those warriors who violated the ban with force.It may not be as mysterious as the demon slayer and the demon slayer, but its deterrent power is not inferior to that of the demon slayer and the demon slayer.

The dozen or so natural incense masters on the platform looked at each other with apprehension. There were not many Zhenwusi, but they were all masters among the masters. The fifth-rank captain of Zhenwusi, wouldn't he be a superpower in the congenital realm?

"Shut up!" The man in the pseudo-innate realm yelled like thunder and suppressed the commotion. He is the right guardian of the Tiansheng sect branch, and the iron guardian locked in the dungeon of Daze Prefecture is the natural guardian. The left protector of the teaching sub-altar, before the altar master comes forward, the entire sub-altar and everyone must obey him as the right guardian.

The moment the situation was stabilized, the right protector of the branch altar stepped forward and cupped his hands, "It turned out to be the senior of Zhen Wusi, disrespectful and disrespectful. I don't know why the senior came here. I was born to teach and never thought of becoming an enemy of the imperial court. "

"It's easy to say, since you have never thought of becoming an enemy of the imperial court, you can designate your dantian and capture it without a fight. Go back to Zhenwusi with the old man, and the old man can save your life."

Hearing that the old guy let himself proclaim his dantian as soon as he came up, and captured him without a fight, the face of the right guardian of the sub-altar was twisted together, and fierce murderous intent continued to be set off in his eyes.

"Persist in obsession." Bai Shan stretched out his right hand, and slowly closed his five fingers in the void space, as if manipulating the space in the area where the right protector of the sub-altar was located.

The huge power that can't be seen by the naked eye squeezes the Pseudo-Innate Realm sub-altar protector with nowhere to escape.

"Innate power! Only the strong in the innate realm can promote the innate power!"

The protector on the right side of the sub-altar mobilized the whole body's qi and blood with a low growl, stimulating the true qi in the dantian, his body was abruptly raised to the range of two meters, and the skin was covered with black veins.

But the innate power wrapped around him from all directions, like a pair of invisible big hands that suppressed all living beings in the world, the right guardian of the altar was so crushed that he couldn't move, his bones were about to shatter, and blood lines were cracked outside his rock-solid diamond skin.The dozen or so natural incense masters who stood on the platform with him were affected, and one after another they exploded into blood mist and powder.

"This is the martial artist of the innate realm? Raise your hands and feet, imprison one side of the void, and crush the opponent!"

Fang Ping's pupils changed drastically, but according to his observation, under the confinement of some innate force, although the right guardian of the pseudo-innate realm was crushed, there was still room for struggle. From this, it can be judged that the innate realm Even a strong person in the real world can't instantly kill a strong person in the pseudo-innate realm. Looking at it this way, the innate realm is not so powerful that it is unimaginable.

Of course, the crushing of realms still exists.

"Zhen Wusi, you are too deceitful!"

A sound like a ghost tearing eardrums, exploded in the building not far away, the building more than 50 meters high collapsed and sank in an instant, and a person walked out of the dust all over the sky. , he looks more than [-] years old, a little old, but his figure is tall and terrifying, his body is covered with muscle mass, and his height is close to three meters!

As soon as he appeared, an invisible and stalwart power spread out from his body. After interweaving with the "innate power" displayed by Baishan, ripples were drawn in the void space, and a wave appeared on the ground that could not bear the weight. A python-like ravine.

Fang Ping's mind was wide open, and he vaguely sensed the competition between the two forces, which were evenly matched and in full swing, and disappeared after a while, and the scene returned to a brief silence.

The master of the sub-altar of Tianshengjiao landed on the fragmented platform, glanced at the blood-stained right protector, flicked his fingers, and bestowed a longan-sized, blood-red elixir.

"Fensheng Pill." The right protector of the sub-altar looked hesitant. This is the secret pill of Tianshengjiao, which has three grades: upper, middle and lower. It can heal injuries in an instant, and can also stimulate potential, burn lifespan, and increase combat power several times in a short period of time. The consequences are also very scary, and life span will be shortened.

"Submit, today's enemy is attacking, and it is time for us to work together." The leader of the sub-altar of Tianshengjiao ordered unquestionably.

"Thank you... altar master for giving me the pill." Fentan Youfu took the pill helplessly, and as the strange and violent medicinal power traveled through his body, the wounds on his body were healed, and the true energy in his dantian, The qi and blood flowing in the blood vessels also increased crazily.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Bai Shan locked on the master of the sub-altar of the Tiansheng religion, soldiers against soldiers and generals, he had only one opponent, and that was the master of the sub-altar of the Tiansheng religion, who was also in the innate realm.

"Zhen Wusi, the altar master wants to ask for advice, let's see how much you can do!" The body of the sub-altar master of the Tiansheng sect shook, and his outer robe was smashed to pieces, exposing his black veins, The huge body with tightly-knit muscles, and the internal energy gushing out from the acupoints all over the body seem to be endless.

Condensed outside its body, it turned into a centipede phantom tens of meters long, densely scaled, and with thousands of feet like knives.

"The old man is as you wish." Bai Shan walked towards the altar master of the Tiansheng sect sub-altar with a gentle smile. During the process, his outer robes were smashed into powder, and then the rickety old body was full of energy and blood. Muscles and bones swelled to a height of more than two meters inside, and muscles like steel bars bulged out of the shriveled body.

Fang Ping;? ? ?

Are all old people so violent now?As soon as it comes up, it goes berserk.

"Zhen Wusi has many unique skills. This old guy cultivates "Dragon and Tiger Astral Qi". He is strong and strong, and he cultivates both internal and external." Luo Ming commented on Baishan's martial arts, and his eyes fell on the subordinate The right guardian of the "Fensheng Pill" is outside the altar.

After taking the elixir, the right guardian of the sub-altar, his strength has increased several times, and his combat power is infinitely approaching the innate realm, but Luo Ming is not afraid. He has a family inheritance, and among them is the martial arts secret to enhance his combat power. surgery.

"Dragon and tiger's energy! Subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!"

The berserk Baishan attacked the Tianshengjiao sub-altar master first, a vivid green dragon phantom, and a vivid tiger phantom appeared one after another around Baishan's two arms, asking him to possess it all at once. With the power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, the strength of the fist is accompanied by the roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger that shattered the mountains and rivers.

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!

The fist bombarded the air at high speed, sparks flew everywhere, and the air waves soared into the sky. The terrifying destructive force swallowed the body of the altar master of the Tiansheng sect sub-altar overwhelmingly.

"It doesn't hurt or itches, are you the only innate powerhouse in Zhenwusi?"

Involved in it, a pseudo-innate-level powerhouse will be killed in the terrifying air wave, the body is three meters, and the skin is covered with black veins. Walking out, he stimulated the innate power in his body, combined with the inner power of the body that was as magnificent as a vast ocean and lake, and issued a palm print, which was as big as a millstone and surrounded by black mist.

"Dragon and Tiger Fury! King Kong is not bad!" Bai Shan roared, his waist sank, and he took a horse stance. The black palm prints the size of a millstone hit his aged body with flowing and transparent gangster energy, like a mountain colliding On the indestructible metal statue, it created an endless network of metal clashing sounds.

The next moment, the old comrade Baishan stepped forward, crushing the ground and shooting out.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." The head of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar's eyes lit up, waving his palm prints, and fought with Baishan at close range. The two of them punched and kicked each other, gradually lost their changes, and started a competition with pure strength !

The master of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar slammed his palm on Baishan's abdomen, leaving a dent, like a hammer hitting the indestructible metal statue, and Baishan punched the body of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar master covered with black veins. In addition, there can only be a bruise left.

"It's fierce." Fang Ping sighed.

"Kill!" A figure rushed towards him, it was the right guardian of the sub-altar who had taken the "Fensheng Pill". Ping and Luo Ming are enveloped in it together.

"I'm just here to watch the play, don't pick me up." Fang Ping retreated more than ten meters calmly, avoiding the attack and killing of the right guardian of the Tiansheng sect.

Luo Ming didn't move a single step, a crazy and bloodthirsty expression gradually appeared on his white and handsome face, and he shouted: "Watch how I killed this place."

"Slay this guardian? Young people don't know the heights of heaven and earth!" With the blessing of elixir, the combat power continued to increase rapidly, and the sub-altar right guardian who had already felt invincible in the pseudo-innate realm, the joints of the five fingers cracked and became like chicken feet It was also sharp and bent, and then it was torn off from top to bottom, and the bloody claw marks stained a large void.

Whoosh!

The air was torn apart by the bloody claw marks, and the power of this blow was no less than that of Wang Gui's saber aura after he had exhausted all his strength not long ago.

Fang Ping concentrated his attention. He wanted to see how Luo Ming would fight back. Under Fang Ping's unblinking gaze, Luo Ming, whose clothes were fluttering and his temperament was noble, but whose face was gradually going crazy, revived some ancient and strange power in his body. strength.

He seemed to use this power as a medium to recite the ancient mantra silently, and a strange and magical scene happened. A phantom of a giant with a golden giant sword in his hand and wearing the holy armor of the Huang family was one foot and five feet tall, as if not moving. King Ming, the god descended into the world, rose from the ground and stood behind Luo Ming. The golden armored giant raised the golden holy sword, and the huge sword blocked the bloody claw marks like a shield.

"...The power of blood, he is a child of the family?"

The right protector of the sub-altar understood why the altar asked him to take the "Fen Sheng Pill".

Facing a disciple of the same level of cultivation and with the power of blood, if he did not risk his life to take the "Fensheng Pill", a short-lived elixir, it would be impossible to fight against him!

It was too late and then soon, Luo Ming waved one hand, and the golden-armored giant standing behind him, synchronized with his movement, raised the golden holy sword high, smashing the sky and destroying the earth, and smashed at the right guardian of the sub-altar with a radius of hundreds of feet.

Rumble!

The one-foot-five-foot-tall golden-armored giant was not evolved from the inner power of true qi, but a kind of visionary blessing manifested after the power of the bloodline deep in Luo Ming's body was stimulated. The power he possessed shook the world. , A sword was struck, and the earth was divided into two halves, which brought a strong sense of crisis to Fang Ping who was standing in the distance.

"This blow can break through my foggy true qi armor, but it won't defeat me. I can still "use my body as a furnace". Even so, it's terrifying. The power of this bloodline is just like... Immortal cultivator's immortal law."

Fang Ping looked into the distance with enthusiasm, there was an old comrade from Baishan, the master of the altar of the Tiantian sect, the two were still fighting hand-to-hand, one had the power to subdue dragons and subdue tigers, and the other was covered with big black tendons all over his body. He is a heavenly man, but he still can't tell the difference between high and low, so Fang Ping turned his attention to Luo Ming again.

From the crack in the ground opened by the golden holy sword, a figure leaped out in embarrassment.

"The power of blood...the power of blood, damn family! Damn blood of family!"

Unkempt and disheveled, with blood oozing from half of his body, the right guardian of the sub-altar glared at Luo Ming with curses, as if he became such a mess because of the blessing of Luo Ming's bloodline.The fact is indeed true, blood, talent, potential, luck, these are all indispensable things for a warrior to climb to the peak of martial arts, and it is meaningless to blame others.

"Noisy! You should be extremely honored to ask me to mobilize the power of your bloodline to kill you."

Luo Ming, who had aroused the power of his blood, became more and more crazy. He approached the right guardian of the sub-altar with a grim smile, and his every move was synchronized with the golden-armored giant standing behind him.

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"If I hadn't taken the "Fensheng Pill", I definitely wouldn't be his opponent, or the altar master had the foresight to tell at a glance that this Zhuzi was from a noble family. Now that I have the blessing of the elixir, my combat power has increased several times. Even if he is a child of an aristocratic family, with the blessing of the power of blood, I don't necessarily have no chance of winning."

Looking at the golden-armored giant standing behind him, his every move is synchronized with the golden-armored giant. Against the background, Luo Ming, who is as radiant as a young god, is not able to contain the medicinal power in his body!

At first, he was afraid that taking the "Fensheng Pill" would lose too much lifespan, so he took the initiative to suppress part of the medicine's power, but now facing a family member who has stimulated the power of his blood and is still at the same level of cultivation as himself, he He had no choice but to fight desperately to remove the suppression, allowing the remaining medicinal power in his body to stimulate the acupoints all over his body and squeeze his martial arts potential.

"Hoohoho!"

The sudden increase in power will explode the eight meridians of the right protector of the altar, and the fleshy body will explode. The veins on his forehead are densely covered, and the blood vessels outside the skin are also exposed. With him as the source, the true energy is billowing, mighty like smoke , the qi and blood that were stimulated by the medicinal power and crazily expanded also turned into a wolf smoke and swayed above the head of the right guardian of the sub-altar.

"Heretic! How can the strength obtained from outside force compare to my Luo family's blood."

From the beginning to the end, Luo Ming didn't pay attention to this right-hand protector of the same level of cultivation. The children of the aristocratic family looked at everyone as lowly ants. He put his five fingers together and turned them into a knife in his hand, sweeping away He slashed towards Fen right protector, and the strong wind roared, with a fierce aura that wanted to cut Fen altar right protector in half.

The most frightening thing is standing behind Luo Ming, the golden-armored giant reflected by the power of blood, its movements are synchronized with Luo Ming's. Unsurpassedly, he swung the golden giant sword that was as huge as the whole body, and slashed at the torso of the right guardian of the sub-altar incomparably.

"Folding Wave Palm!" The right guardian of the sub-altar pushed his hands flat, pushing his huge energy and blood, and the mighty true energy, which outlined the sound of tides rising and falling, and the sound of turbulent waves. It is an extremely exquisite and superior martial art, which can send out one's own palm power continuously and continuously like a tide.

Buzz!

The golden giant sword was invincible, fell into the endless, feminine palm like the tide of a swamp, and was stripped of the cocoon, and the sharp edge was removed by repeated blows. There was still power left, and it tilted out of Luo Ming's body crackling. Go, Luo Ming, who instantly released his true energy to protect his body, although he did not receive any substantial damage, he was still furious and roared ferociously.

"...humble... dirty... ants... bedbugs, dare to resist me... against the noble blood flowing in my body... I will trample you to death!"

In Luo Ming's hoarse voice, the insanity and madness fell into the eyes of the right guardian of the sub-altar, and for a while the latter was a little unclear who was the traitor of the Tianshengjiao.

"Folding Wave Palm! The waves are overwhelming!"

Ding Xinshen divided the right guardian of the altar, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He wanted to take advantage of the time when the aristocratic child in front of him was yelling and losing his mind, and sent out his strongest blow. The next ray of innate energy allowed him to ascend to the heavens in one step and become the innate realm!

Bang bang bang!Boom boom boom!

The arm muscles agitated, and the internal energy of the whole body was pushed to the extreme, causing blood to flow from the nostrils, eyes, ears, and mouth. Strength, one layer after another, the power is like a big wave.

"Lowly, lowly bug..."

Luo Ming raised his head high, looking down with contempt for the right protector of the sub-altar.

"Big Luo Divine Fist!"

Fang Ping, who was watching the battle, had hairs on his body standing on end. Luo Ming's fists turned into gold, shining brightly. A torrent of palm force like a big wave, with undiminished power, blasted towards the head of the right guardian of the sub-altar.

"... What kind of boxing, aristocratic martial arts?" The right guardian of the sub-altar whirled under his feet, moving around, not daring to face the fist as bright as the sun head-on.

However, Luo Ming's speed was faster, his feet were shining brightly, he stepped ten feet away and came to the target, he raised his fist and boomed, and the right guardian of the altar who couldn't escape, his true energy circulated his whole body and slapped his palm, instantly When they collided, the two of them were sent flying by a huge wave.

Lose both?certainly not.

Luo Ming, who flew upside down, was radiant, grinning wildly, while the protector, who had been punched by him, collapsed and lay on the ground in the distance covered in blood.

"Bedbugs can never be compared with the Kunpeng soaring in the nine heavens!"

Luo Ming laughed wildly and flamboyantly, as if he was a winner.

"That punch fused into the power of his blood."

Fang Jing calmly thought about who would have a better chance of winning when he and Luo Ming were fighting at this moment.

There was a wave of unrest and another wave, there was a deafening sound from a distance, the rocks exploded, and the ground collapsed. Two figures appeared in the ruins and rocks, one was the violent Baishan, and the other was the branch altar covered in black veins. host.

The two of them fought physically for hundreds of rounds in this short period of time. The indestructible bodies of each other were covered with wounds, but their momentum was not at all sluggish.

"Trash! You lost so quickly after taking the magic elixir bestowed by the altar master."

The altar master glanced at the seriously injured right protector, his eyes were full of disappointment. He didn't expect the right protector to defeat the son of the aristocratic family with the power of blood flowing in his body. Baishan is a great enemy of the same rank.

Who would have thought that Protector You would be defeated so quickly, if the disciples of that family were to sweep the formation from the side, he would have to devote some of his energy to it.

"Oh? Your Excellency is worried that I will help you?" Luo Ming was keenly aware of the altar master's worries, "Then you are thinking too much. Senior Baishan is highly respected and powerful. How could I, a junior, help me?"

"Of course the old man doesn't need you to help me!" Bai Shan retorted with a beard and a stare, and then used all his strength.

The phantom of the green dragon and the phantom of the tiger that the altar master shattered were re-condensed outside the two arms of Baishan. The roar of tigers resounds throughout the world.

The altar master realized that the old guy was going to do his best, and he had no time to procrastinate with the old guy at the time of life and death, so he went up to Baishan with some kind of secret method in his heart, and the two of them fought together and carried out the final battle competition.

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In an instant, the flag died down, and Bai Shan, who was once again fighting with the sub-altar master, was full of beard and hair, full of true energy, and his old and crooked body was rejuvenated in the full of energy and blood. High, every move shows the power of a super strong in the congenital realm.

It rotates the two arms with the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger. With any swing, it can smash a mountain and smash a temple. It is covered with black veins, and its body is a head taller than that of Baishan, nearly three meters!

"Dragon and tiger qi! Destroy all directions!" The old comrade suddenly roared, and folded his arms together, as if closing a door. Accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers tearing apart the universe, a burst of cyan qi was visible to the naked eye. Turning into a torrent that destroys everything, it hits the body of the altar master, and the destructive power contained in it is destructive.

Buzz buzz!Click!

The cries of dragons and tigers reverberating in the cyan stellar energy have the powerful power to shatter the internal organs of the body.

The altar master's face was dark, he clearly felt the breath of death brought by this move.

"Bone Transformation Palm!"

The black veins on the outside of the skin squirmed like earthworms, and the bones inside also emitted a strange roar.

The altar master's right palm was filled with cold and evil true energy, and the strength of the palm collided with the fierce and ferocious torrent of blue stellar energy, like a highly corrosive sulfuric acid poison poured on the steel body Outside, the overwhelming mist evaporated.

Following that, the residual cyan ganglion aftermath ruthlessly bombarded the sub-altar master's body. Even though he was made of brass and iron bones, the sub-altar master in the innate realm was bombarded by the blue ganglion, and his throat swelled. Tian, ​​spitting out a mouthful of blood, took a dozen steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

Looking fixedly at it, Bai Shan didn't feel well either, he was injured by the sub-altar master's bone-transforming palm, his internal organs and bones all over his body felt a pain that would be melted and corroded by the vicious internal force.

"Continuing this fight will only hurt both sides... It seems that the main force of this altar has withdrawn as soon as possible." The leader of the branch altar wanted to escape, not intending to fight Bai Shan with his life, but he just thought of withdrawing and leaving , the old comrade slammed at him with a green qi, and the altar master hurriedly waved his palm to resist.

"Catch me with the Dragon and Tiger God Fist again!" The old comrade became more and more courageous in the battle, and he moved forward with all his punches. When he slammed his fist at the altar master, the phantoms of dragons and tigers screamed together, and yin and yang were revealed in a blur The charm of Bingji, the tiger is yang, the dragon is yin, the two powers have changed, and the power has also been sublimated earth-shakingly.

hoo hoo hoo!