Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years
Chapter 224 Mastering the Fearless Sword and Slashing Evil Thoughts
Chapter 224 Mastering the Fearless Sword and Slashing Evil Thoughts
On the first holy mountain, the sky changes and black clouds billow, just like the pitch-black dust rising from the ancient battlefield.
On the top of the mountain, the two mountain guards seemed to sense something, their expressions changed slightly, and there was a look of shock in their eyes.
"It's the primordial spirit of the first mountain lord! He betrayed the holy mountain. He never thought that there is still a primordial spirit in the belly of the mountain... This...does this mean that the seventh mountain lord will appear here?"
Ao Lian of the Dragon Clan was terrified and gasped.
The big demon Bai Yu's face was even more solemn: "If the seventh mountain master died on the first holy mountain, we... I'm afraid we can't escape the blame. Not to mention the future, we will definitely become the target of other mountain masters' wrath, and even... Will be sanctioned by the Holy Master."
The two regretted that they got involved in such matters.
However, they are not to blame for this, because they never thought that Uncle Yan Tong, the former No. When refining the mountain and river cauldron, it gave a fatal blow.
"How shall we be?"
Ao Lian looked at Bai Yu, both of them were thinking of a solution.
"I can only contact a few other mountain masters and seek their help. It is best to find the second mountain master. The second mountain master is more kind and easy to talk to. Maybe he won't anger us."
The big demon Bai Yu shook his head and sighed.
Ao Lian, the dragon clan, nodded, and in the next moment, he charged up directly from the holy mountain and turned into a ten-foot-long silver-white dragon, with smoke clouds filling the surroundings, waving four claws horizontally, and piercing through the air.
However, before galloping far, there was a flash of sword light galloping over.
It was the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, carrying a pine wooden sword box on his back, arms crossed, and came with an extremely ruthless sword.
Ao Lian turned into a human body again, and bowed respectfully: "Sixth Mountain Lord."
The sixth mountain is relatively close to the first mountain, so the owner of the sixth mountain rushed to the first mountain when he noticed something strange.
For these two mountain guards, the sixth mountain lord did not make things too difficult, but still maintained a cool demeanor and asked, "What happened?"
The big demon Bai Yu opened his mouth and told the whole situation without any concealment.
Hearing the words, the Sixth Mountain Lord's eyes flickered. He took off the red dust sword case, placed it on the ground, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly.
"We can't help Lao Qi with this matter, we can only rely on Lao Qi to solve it by himself."
The Sixth Mountain Master said coldly.
So what if he knew that Uncle Yan Tong had tampered with Shanhe Ding?
They couldn't enter the mountainside of the first mountain, and they couldn't help Anle. Even if they did, Anle was still in the process of refining the mountain and river cauldron, and there was nothing they could do.
You can only rely on An Le to solve it by yourself. If you can't defeat Uncle Yan Tong's Yuanshen, you will be injured by Uncle Yan Tong's Yuanshen, and you will fail to refine the Shanhe Cauldron, and you will suffer backlash... This is the only situation.
Bai Yu and Ao Lian looked at each other, they obviously knew the result, but it was their responsibility to inform the other mountain masters.
"Don't worry, Lao Qi is by no means an ordinary person. It's not that easy to cheat Lao Qi with this method."
The Sixth Mountain Lord has always believed in his own vision. He was able to favor An Le when he was weak, so he naturally believed in An Le and this little guy who has repeatedly performed miracles.
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Inside the first holy mountain.
The tyrannical primordial spirit was turbulent endlessly, and the viscous primordial spirit monster crawling up from the mud was grinning at An Le.
That was the primordial spirit left by Uncle Yan Tong, and...it was the power of the primordial spirit mutated by cutting off the filth in the primordial spirit. It was extremely evil and contained terrible corrosive power.
Uncle Yan Tong separated it for the purpose of polluting Anle's refinement of Shanhe Ding and destroying Anle's practice.
An Le's eyes were full of murderous intent. He never expected that Uncle Yan Tong, who was sealed in Lishan Mountain, could have such an influence on the outside world and set up tricks to destroy his foundation of cultivation.
Regarding Uncle Yan Tong's desire to get rid of him, Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, explained to him that it was because the two had different ways. The influence of the influence is full of uncertainties, which makes the established path deduced by Uncle Yantong produce ambiguous changes.
Therefore, it was tantamount to disturbing Uncle Yan Tong's path, so Uncle Yan Tong wanted to erase An Le and minimize the impact.
This is a Taoist dispute, and An Le has affected Uncle Yan Tong's Tao, so it is understandable that he wants to get rid of An Le.
But it's impossible for An Le to wait for death obediently.
Uncle Yan Tong's primordial spirit surged like a swamp, full of evil power. Uncle Yan Tong's purpose is very simple, to use the filthy primordial spirit to pollute the Shanhe Cauldron, disrupt Anle's refining of the Shanhe Cauldron, and take advantage of the trend...to wipe out the heavy damage The primordial spirit of peace.
Roar!
The primordial spirit monster floating in the mud roared and flew towards Anle.
Inside the mountainside, within a moment, there were dense waves of turbulent primordial spirits. The dark swamp monster seemed to crawl out of the netherworld, and the vibrations changed, and it turned into an ancient demon god.
Evil, scary, and nightmares linger, like an omnipresent black mist, trying to annihilate and pollute everything.
The distance between Anle and Shanhe Ding is extremely close. At this time, it is basically difficult to avoid the erosion and pollution from Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts.
However, An Le knew the first time he saw Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, he had no choice but to resist, if he avoided it, it would definitely be difficult to dodge, the evil thoughts would be pervasive, and finally made him The heart sword full of cracks was completely destroyed, causing the primordial spirit to degenerate.
An Le is also very clear that if he wants to refine such treasures as Shanhe Ding, once he is infected, he doesn't have to think about it. It is impossible for an impure person to master the Mountain and River Cauldron.
However, there is no way to avoid An Le, and he is not willing to avoid it.
The eyes are shining brightly, Anle's eyebrows and Niwan Palace shine brightly, the gorgeous brilliance is dazzling, the radiance behind the primordial spirit is vast, and the primordial spirit with the perfect eight realms gives Anle enough confidence to resist the evil thoughts left by Uncle Yan Tong soul.
If it had been earlier, An Le would not have had the slightest confidence in refining the gods without stepping into the eight realms, but now, An Le's primordial spirit has undergone too many transformations and improvements.
Naturally have this confidence!
The rushing years and long river visions are constantly flowing, and the sound of the rushing river can be heard.
Anle's Yuanshen stood up from such a river, the sun was shining brightly, the auspicious colors were colorful, and the heart sword radiated.
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts came to Yuanshen, An Leyi was fearless, Yuanshen raised his palm, clapped five fingers, and cast the Kongkong Sanshou in the way of Yuanshen, silver light bloomed, turbulent void.
There was a collision, and the extremely tyrannical mental power continued to collide and intertwine.
boom!
The primordial spirit of Anle floated out, and the primordial spirit of evil thoughts fluctuated for a while, and it was impossible to easily kill the primordial spirit that infected Anle.
This surprised Uncle Yan Tong's evil soul. After all, he was from Uncle Yan Tong, a soul who had been cut down by a practitioner who had completed the ten realms. Although he was not perfect, he was not too weak. Facing any one of the Nine Realms, they can easily infect the other party.
However, An Le was able to withstand the strength of the primordial spirit...
"As expected of the old seven..."
Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit was as black as ink, exuding extreme malice.
Being able to withstand the erosion of his evil thoughts and primordial spirit shows that An Le's primordial spirit cultivation is comparable to that of the Nine Realms of Consummation... How can it not surprise him that An Le possesses the power of the Nine Realms of Consummation in just a short time.
The black shadow flitted, like a black mist coming quickly, turned into a huge and distorted face, opened its mouth wide, and bit down on Anle's soul, wanting to swallow Anle's soul, and then achieve pollution.
An Le raised his hand, and the heart sword burst out with light, and the sword light slashed out violently, like a dragon rolled up, like a dream.
The confrontation at the level of the primordial spirit burst out bursts of spiritual power.
Void Sanshou, sword intent across, all kinds of means emerged one after another, confronting each other, wanting to erase the power of beheading the evil spirit.
However, An Le did not dare to use the power of the Heart Sword after all. After all, the Heart Sword, which has carried the long river of time, was torn into cracks by the power of the years. If in a confrontation, the crack expanded, and even caused the Heart Sword to collapse. An Le has a great influence.
Therefore, the battle was somewhat stalemate.
"You don't dare to use the power of the heart sword? Why?"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit said ferociously, and the two scarlet eyes shone with the light of wisdom, which seemed to have captured An Le's weaknesses and flaws.
For the confrontation between the strong, once you catch your weakness, you will definitely attack the shortcomings and shortcomings.
The discovery of Evil Thought Primordial Spirit was just like this, which aggravated the erosion of An Le Xin Sword.
An Le's face is serious, his soul is very strong, but more of it is based on the heart sword, combined with the power of the long river of time, it is the great killing at the level of his soul.
But now, the Heart Sword is too afraid to move, let alone carry the long river of time. The power of massacre is not one in ten, and it has become a bit stretched and difficult to easily cut off this evil spirit.
An Le ignored Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, visions intertwined with time, and mind fluctuations were constantly impacting, like waves colliding with evil thoughts.
"Old Seven, if this continues... you will eventually be corrupted by my evil spirit, and you will be defeated!"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts said coldly, laughing fiercely, a little excited and a little surprised.
As long as An Le's primordial spirit is infected, it will be impossible to continue refining the Shanhe Cauldron, which is tantamount to cutting off An Le's future path, obliterating the rise of a peerless genius who is enough to change the times.
Uncle Yan Tong's Dao can also be completed, why not do it?
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts became more and more crazy, and he kept oppressing An Le when he got the advantage.
Inside the mountainside, the mind fluctuates constantly, the majestic rays of light and the pitch-black mind constantly erode and melt, half colorful and half dark!
But with the passage of time, colorful spiritual power was slowly suppressed, like a candle lighted in a strong wind with difficulty, it was about to go out, but it persisted in burning and illuminating.
"Give up! Don't dare to use the power of the heart sword, your soul cultivation has plummeted, you can't be my opponent at all!"
"Slowly let go of your heart and let the evil thoughts I cut open corrode you, you and I will fall together!"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit was everywhere, and his laughter seemed to come from everywhere in the mountainside.
Anle's primordial spirit let out a breath of foul air.
He had never encountered such an aggrieved situation. Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit was actually not strong, at least not reaching the level of Nirvana.
But losing the power of the Heart Sword is indeed a big discount. You can only resist passively, and you will be eroded sooner or later.
Every word of Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts shook An Le's mind.
This made An Le gradually have a fire burning in his heart, which was the change of anger,
An Le even asked himself why he was so aggrieved?
He obviously has the ability to kill Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, but why is he constantly suppressed and eroded?
Just because the heart sword might be shattered, is it necessary to be insulted like this if you cast a mouse?
It's too uncomfortable.
Anle...not happy.
"Crack... Then let's crack. Practitioners of my generation seek a clear idea. If we are timid and timid, then even if we keep the heart sword from cracking, so what? What's the point?"
Yimei’s compromising will only wear down one’s own will, Anle’s own invincible power, if worn down like this, the invincible power will collapse, and many Dao fruits such as the [Fearless Heart] in the Dao Fruit space will also be eclipsed.
This is definitely not what An Le wanted. An Le questioned himself, and gradually a gleam of light emerged from his eyes. He seemed to wake up, and there was a drum in his heart, and the morning bell was beating. Translucent, gradually brighter.
The primordial spirit trembled, the majestic mental power spread endlessly, and the eyes opened and closed.
The pitch-black mental power that was about to cover up and devour An Le's primordial power seemed to be torn apart by the light of an ancient lamp that illuminated the darkness.
Anle Yuanshen's eyes were as bright as a brilliant sun, and the radiant light rose from behind and swept away again!
The sound of clanging exploded!
An Le Yuanshen raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and in an instant, the sword light flickered from the fingertips.
A ray of time is drawn in, and a corner of the surging river of time is extradited, blessed on the heart sword of colorful glaze, and the sword light rises, just like a peerless sword fairy awakening from a desperate situation, and handed out a sword of the world.
An Le's eyes were deep and peaceful, even if he already knew that the sword he handed out would damage his heart sword, damage his cultivation and Taoism, and even cut off the road to invincibility in the future.
However, he no longer fears, no longer hesitates.
Uncle Yan Tong's expression of evil thoughts changed, and he felt Anle's will to transform, no longer afraid, and even a little strong.
His primordial spirit roared fiercely, and exploded, forming countless black symbols, intertwined in the mountainside, turning into black primordial flames burning, trying to refine Anle and burn Anle's primordial spirit.
However, An Le, who had a good mind and no longer flinched, chose to strike with a heavy fist, and the sword light swept out.
The heart sword that carried a corner of the real time and river was slashed out. What a peerless sword, it seemed that the only thing left in the whole world was this extremely gorgeous heart sword.
This is a sword of the mind that surpasses the realm of the Nine Realms, and it is Anle's unreserved kill!
puff!
The black symbol fell apart, and the smile was broken down in the light of the sword. The flame was cut off, no longer burning, and lost its mighty power.
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts condensed into a vague figure, his body was covered with cracks, like two blood-colored Bodhi's eyeballs, exclaimed, and after amazed, a smug smile emerged.
"Old Qi! This sword of yours is enough to amaze the world, but unfortunately... your heart sword is probably about to be broken in this sword."
"Your future path is still cut off, you can't see the future anymore!"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts burst into laughter.
Although the invasion and pollution of An Le's soul was not completed, An Le's heart sword was about to burst because it carried a sword that was too powerful to destroy the power of his evil thoughts!
"What's the matter?"
"The future is always full of variables, and no one can really see every corner of the future clearly."
An Le said indifferently, with a clear mind, he no longer has any entanglements.
The sword light swept across, and the evil thoughts were completely wiped out, and dissipated in the mountainside, without any fluctuations left.
Inside the mountainside, the light resumed, and the flames of the bronze lamp danced faintly, bringing faint light, illuminating the mountainside and the mountain and river tripod.
An Le crossed her legs, slowly opened her eyes, her complexion was a bit pale, but her eyes were piercing and extremely bright.
click...
He heard the sound of cracking, like a crack that already existed, getting bigger and bigger.
On the heart sword of colorful colored glaze, cracks appear, densely intertwined like spider webs, all over it, this is the heart sword, and it is impossible to leave cracks, but the power of time makes the most illusory and unpredictable Cracks appeared in the heart sword, on the verge of splitting.
The heart sword that was crumbling, as if it was about to shatter at any moment, made An Le's mind slightly calm.
However, the thought was clear, and the refreshing feeling of killing Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts made him recover a little bit, and his heart was much calmer.
At least, the heart sword has not been completely broken, it still exists.
An Le smiled softly, looking at the crumbling Heart Sword, which was full of cracks, and the cracks were filled with the power of the steaming years. She felt peaceful, looked away, and stopped thinking.
After beheading Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit, there will be no more risks in refining the Shanhe Cauldron.
He raised his hand and pressed it on the third Shanhe tripod.
Qi and blood boiled, and golden flames ignited. This was the vision brought about by the first verse of "Human Dao Ancestral Scripture". The whole body exuded golden brilliance, which immediately illuminated the mountainside.
The spine is like a dragon, as if opening its bloody mouth, the third mountain and river tripod shakes, and finally, it is involved in the spine.
boom! ! !
An extremely heavy feeling blatantly fell on An Le's body.
Like a whole mountain and river falling down, the refining of the third mountain and river tripod is obviously not so easy, because Anle has already refined two mountain and river tripods, and the third one will be even more pressured.
The map of mountains, rivers, and land is reproduced, and the mountains and rivers on it seem to be lifelike, as if they are reflected in the real world.
Qi and blood hit the shore like a turbulent wave, An Le's whole body was sprayed with pores, and his physical body seemed to be undergoing baptism and transformation at this moment!
Suddenly, countless qi and blood condensed into a golden page in front of him.
An Le's heart was shocked, and then a look of great joy emerged. It was the second scripture of "Human Dao Zu Jing"!
There are nine scriptures in the ancestral scriptures. An Le had only completed the practice of the first one before, but now, after refining the third mountain and river tripod, the second piece of the ancient scriptures appeared!
In the Dao Fruit space, the Dao Fruit of [Eternal Wizard] trembled, overflowing with bright light, like a star trying to release its brilliance, hanging down strands of strange silk ribbons.
It seems that there is an ancient existence, whispering soft words in Anle's ear.
The operation route of the scriptures of the second Human Dao Ancestral Sutra suddenly appeared extremely clear in An Le's mind.
With the operation of the An Le Qi and blood route, the exercise was completed naturally, not only that, the scripture route of the ancestral scriptures is constantly changing, like a dream, the three mountains and rivers in the spine are trembling, and they are located in the meridians of the body , forming a complete closed loop with the circulation of qi and blood!
It seems that Anle's physical body has turned into a world of mountains and rivers, and the mountain and river tripod sits on the mountains and rivers of the world, stabilizing his own luck and the will of heaven and earth drawn by his body.
An Le felt the transformation and strengthening of her physical strength!
He can launch a charge against the Ninth Realm of Body Forging and the Ultimate Realm!
Inside the mountainside, the temperature rose sharply, and the vibration of Anle's blood was like an oven, like a flame burning in the center of the earth.
And this hotness is still spreading, and gradually the entire First Sacred Mountain is shrouded.
It seems to have turned into a mythical flaming mountain in the rumors.
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The top of the first holy mountain.
The Lord of the Sixth Mountain sat cross-legged, with a huge pine sword box next to him, and there were strands of sword energy flowing in the box.
Aolian of the Dragon Clan and Bai Yu of the Great Demon stood quietly and respectfully at the side, their faces were full of apprehension and anticipation.
They naturally hoped that An Le would be able to overcome the difficulties and not be wiped out by Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit.
Although the two are still the guardians of the first mountain, they have nothing to do with Uncle Yan Tong. Uncle Yan Tong betrayed the holy mountain. It can be said that they are the enemies of the holy mountain now, but they are still guarding the mountain. People belong to the Holy Mountain, and they are hostile to Uncle Yan Tong in terms of status.
Even if it was Uncle Yan Tong who once led them to join the First Sacred Mountain and become the guardian of the mountain.
boom! ! !
Suddenly, a majestic and tyrannical spiritual force spread from the mountainside, and the gorgeous spiritual light rained down, turning into a blurred sword light and rushing straight into the sky.
The black clouds all over the sky were cut into huge gullies and cracks, and then slowly piled up and disappeared.
The sixth mountain lord opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils were shining brightly, and the faces of the dragon Ao Lian and the big demon Bai Yu showed amazement and joy.
"Success! The seventh mountain lord blocked the attack of Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, and even achieved a counter-kill!"
Ao Lian, who looked like a little boy, clenched his fist and waved it again and again, extremely surprised.
The great demon Bai Yu expressed admiration: "It's unbelievable that the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, with the cultivation base of the eighth realm of primordial spirit, can actually cut off the remnants of the primordial spirit left by Uncle Yan Tong!"
"Uncle Yan Tong is in the tenth realm, and he is a tenth realm powerhouse who has survived the three calamities of Nirvana, God-breaking and Annihilation! Even if it is only a lingering ray of primordial spirit, it has at least the power to complete the ninth realm!"
They have guarded the first holy mountain all year round, and they don't know much about the affairs of the world.
Little is known about the deeds of An Le beheading the Nine Realms Consummation.
At this moment, it is natural to be amazed to learn that a person of the eighth level can cut the ninth level to perfection.
At the same time, the aura within the mountainside changed again, and that scorching heat spread out like a prairie fire, covering the entire mountain in an instant!
"This is... the heat of blood?!"
Xiaodao Tong Aolian was shocked, feeling the scorching heat, his eyes were full of shock: "What kind of blood... can reach such a heat, scalding like a fairy fire, how can a mortal body bear it?!"
The big demon Baiyu took a deep breath, and the airflow in his mouth was extremely hot.
"The seventh mountain lord... Is this going to break through?! Forging the body to break through the realm?"
"From the perfection of the eighth realm, to the breakthrough to the ninth realm!"
Breaking through the eight realms and breaking the nine realms is a leaping realm, but... it's not too exaggerated!
It is true that blood can be sublimated when the eight realms break through the nine realms, but it is impossible to have such a burning sensation, right?
Body forging Nine Realms, the realm is called Juefeng, which naturally means the degree of tyranny of Qi and blood, standing at the absolute peak of the mortal realm!
Ke Anle's blood transformation...
Otherworldly!
The master of the sixth mountain rested his palm on the sword box, he could feel the vibration of the red dust sword box, the sword was hidden in the box, and the swords jingled and clashed, clanging endlessly, that was caused by the inexplicable energy.
"So strong!"
After a long time, a shocked expression appeared on the sixth mountain master's cool face.
An Le...is she already this strong?
Facing An Le now...how many chances does he have?I'm afraid he will be killed by An Le...in seconds, right? !
Seeing the young man whom he once admired and protected, surpassing himself, the master of the Sixth Mountain felt inexplicably powerless.
Compared with such a monster, he is really... very weak.
Boom boom boom!
Above the first holy mountain, phantoms of peaks suddenly appeared.
Obviously, the change in the first holy mountain has attracted the attention of the owners of several other holy mountains.
Phantoms emerged from the three holy mountains, and a figure shrouded in luster emerged.
The third mountain owner Wen Lushang, the fourth mountain owner Li Xuanji, the fifth mountain owner Gu Haitang...
But Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, did not appear.
"Junior Brother...is this breaking the Nine Realm? To cause such a commotion...this Nine Realm, I am afraid that there will be no one before or since!"
The Fourth Mountain Lord Li Xuanji had a graceful posture, and he spoke in amazement.
"This kind of momentum is not weaker than half a step of ten realms condensing the embryonic form of the Dao and attacking the ten realms. If it is not in the area of the holy mountain and covered by the mighty power of the holy mountain, it will attract the attention of the whole world! It will attract the attention of the whole world! The malicious sabotage of the generation."
The third mountain master Wen Lu Shang said solemnly.
"Everyone... I am afraid that I will be surpassed by my junior brother. If this continues, is it possible that my junior brother will become the first mountain master to enter the holy realm? It is really embarrassing..."
Gu Haitang, the owner of the fifth mountain, smiled wryly. They had been the owners of the holy mountain for hundreds of years, and finally they were surpassed by a junior brother.
"I don't want to wait, but in this day and age... it is really not easy to break through the tenth realm. With our background, there is a high probability of failure in breaking through the tenth realm." Li Xuanji said helplessly.
They also want to give it a go, but as the owner of the holy mountain, if they want to get the approval of the holy master, they dare to fight lightly. If the fight fails...to be disappointed by the holy master is a consequence they cannot bear.
"However, the younger brother is so monstrous, we are really under a lot of pressure, maybe, we really should give it a go."
The mountain masters murmured, with complicated emotions.
Suddenly, the complexions of the mountain masters changed slightly.
Including the sixth mountain master sitting on the first holy mountain, he couldn't help standing up and looking up.
However, another phantom of the holy mountain slowly appeared, and the figure of the second mountain master stood on the holy mountain, with the power of the great way hanging down, and the will of the world boiled and cheered for it.
The hearts of several mountain masters were all shocked.
"Congratulations to the second senior brother for stepping into the ten realms!"
After a long time, several mountain masters came to their senses one after another, cupping their fists and bowing to celebrate.
The big demon Bai Yu and Ao Lian, who belonged to the dragon, were already shocked and trembling in amazement.
Except for Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain lord who rebelled against the holy mountain, the other six mountain lords gathered together. How can they not be shocked by this lineup, which is rarely seen in hundreds of years.
The most important thing is that they learned that Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, has actually set foot on the tenth realm in this era of exhausted practice!
The second mountain lord, Su Zhanxian, was shrouded in misty brilliance, his eyes were deep, hanging down in the mountainside, as if he saw the peaceful situation.
He looked at the mountain masters with a smile.
"Come out to stimulate you, if you don't fight hard, you will really lose face. The cultivation speed of the younger brother... After breaking through the ninth level, is the tenth level still far away? You don't want to be surpassed by the younger brother, do you?"
Several mountain owners fell silent when they heard the words.
Is it ashamed to be surpassed by a junior?
It shouldn't be too embarrassing.
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Within the capital of Dali, peerless sword lights shot out vertically and horizontally, and the swords all over the city trembled at this moment, shaking uncontrollably, and fluctuating endlessly for it.
Wang Yansheng's arm bones were shining brightly, and the sword weapon Changhe didn't hide it, so he shot directly!
The peerless sword light, wrapped in domineering and sharp, pierced and slashed towards the burly Yang Di Wang Ge Lie, who was suspended outside the city and surrounded by fire snakes!
"Good come!"
King Yangdi's eyes were bright, and there was excitement in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was boiling and high-spirited.
The thick arm was thrown out violently, the surging energy and blood intertwined, and the power of the avenue fell down, covering the arm like armor, and collided with the bursting sword!
Fists and swords were intertwined, and there was a deafening roar, and ripples appeared in the space, like fine scales piled up.
The sword light is gorgeous, densely blooming, and the extremely sharp sword light splits the armor of the Dao Power on King Yangdi's arm, and the tyrannical flesh and blood are covered with sword marks!
"What a domineering sword, it is indeed a rare and precious sword in the world!"
"For thousands of years, it is difficult for a swordsmith to forge success! This sword is not bad!"
King Yangdi laughed loudly, and the most precious jet-black sword behind his back suddenly burst out with light, pierced through the air, was held in his hand, and slashed out horizontally.
In the direction of the knife light, the space was broken inch by inch, and countless knife lights slashed out densely. The earth was instantly plowed and riddled with holes, and there were knife marks like dragons running across the ground, terrifying and terrifying!
Wang Yansheng's big sleeves fluttered, his arm bones shone brightly, and he held onto the sword Changhe, his frosty hair was like a sword, and he once again cut out the sword energy.
The saber qi and the sword qi collide, cancel each other out, and destroy each other!
This is the confrontation between two ten-level powerhouses, attracting the attention of the world, and the collision of the most precious swords is even more roaring like an explosion.
In just a moment, the two exchanged hundreds of moves in a row. When the knives collided with the swords, sparks burst out and jumped around, burning the void, like dazzling flowers blooming in full bloom!
The aftermath of the confrontation between the two is constantly stirring and venting.
The capital of Dali is so close, so it naturally suffered a great impact.
However, Lu Yishan naturally wouldn't sit idly by, flicked his fingers, the star map slowly unfolded, the star curtain flowed, and turned into a large formation, covering the capital of Dali, and the defensive formation was also inspired, a hazy formation Intertwined with countless symbols, it looks like a cliff stands erect, with the city wall as the boundary, covering the capital as a shelter.
Boom boom boom!
The aftermath of the confrontation between the two ten-level powerhouses hit the formation, causing the formation to vibrate continuously, and ripples of energy appeared. Coupled with the protection of the star-gazing map, it stopped the destructive power as much as possible, so that the formation would not be shattered , It spread to the whole city, and the people were devastated.
In the capital of Dali, the practitioners were shivering and shivering with chills all over their bodies. The coercion spread by the confrontation between the ten-level powerhouses suppressed them too strongly.
Ten realms, known as land immortals, Nirvana practitioners, absolutely powerful, can be called immortals and gods in the world, possessing extraordinary power.
It is a strong man who truly stands at the pinnacle of practice, an existence that is enough for any practitioner to look up to.
If a country does not have ten realms to govern, it will be like duckweed without roots. If there are ten realms to govern, it will be as stable as Mount Tai.
But now, two Ten Realms are fighting outside the capital!
Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair, bathed in the starlight, drifting over, frowning, watching the struggle outside the city.
King Yangdi is very strong, but it shouldn't be the existence that brings him such an urgent sense of crisis.
Because King Yangdi didn't come with an army, without an army, it means that he can't break through the defense formation, and it will be difficult to threaten the capital of Dali.
This time, it should be that King Yangdi sensed that Dali had changed hands, so he rushed to investigate the situation.
The army should still be behind, and it will take at least two days to arrive.
Therefore, it is impossible for the crisis to come from King Yangdi. As for Toure, one of the other three marshals, it is even more impossible to give him such a crisis, even if he holds the treasured feather fan.
So where does this crisis come from?
Lu Yishan pressed his palm on the armrest of the wheelchair, his brows were tightly frowned, the star map was flat and trembling, and countless stars fell down, improving the defense of Dali Kingdom.
Su Mu looted over, watched the battle outside the capital, and took a deep breath.
That battle was no longer something she could support.
In the battle of the ten realms, even if she erupts the Dayan Sword Formation now, the impact will not be great, and it will be difficult to change the situation of the battle.
"Sir, what's the matter?" Su Muzhe observed Lu Yishan's incomparably dignified expression, and asked involuntarily.
It is true that Wang Yansheng has just broken through the tenth realm. Compared with the second calamity king, Yangdi Wang is indeed a bit worse. Maybe Lu Yishan is worried about this.
"No, although Master Wang's cultivation level is worse than that of King Yangzhai, he does not necessarily lose. Master Wang feeds the sword with the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit is integrated into the sword. The control of the ultimate sword is very important. King Yangdi is comparable, even if both are treasures, Master Wang can still carry them."
"That's not what worries me..."
Lu Yishan let out a breath.
boom! ! !
The battle outside the capital became more and more fierce. Wang Yansheng went all out, his fighting spirit was boiling, without the slightest reservation, the sword light rose from the ground, shredding the ground and smashing the air!
However, after all, King Yangdi was in a disaster situation, and he was superior to Wang Yansheng in terms of hard power.
When the big knife slashed down, the light of the knife seemed to cut through half of the sky, and a knife mark was split on the ground. On both sides of the gully, smoke and dust billowed like sand and scattered sideways.
The cracks in Wang Yansheng's robe were repaired, revealing the fleshy flesh underneath. This is the tyrannical flesh forged by the swordsmith swinging hammers all the year round.
At this moment, there are also knife marks all over the body, and the sizzling knife energy is about to penetrate from the wound like a living thing.
Holding the iron sword, Wang Yansheng gently stroked it with two fingers. The sword trembled and roared, shattering the saber energy all over his body.
"You are very strong, but... this old man will not let you crush Dali."
Holding the iron sword, Wang Yansheng said in a deep voice as he stared at the burly King Yangdi holding a black sword as big as a ruler.
"And with your own strength, you can't break the capital of Dali."
Wang Yansheng's sword energy raged around him like a tornado.
King Yangdi had strong black hair, a leather jacket on his body, and his eyes were as deep as a starry sky. He did not veto it because what Wang Yansheng said was true.
Blessed by the luck of the country, the large defensive formation of the capital of a country is extremely tyrannical, and it is difficult to break through it without a large army, even if it is a strong man in the ten realms.
If Emperor Yuanmeng came in person, he might be able to break it, but he, King Yangdi, couldn't do it.
What's more, there is Wang Yansheng who is involved and obstructed.
"What you said is very reasonable... However, the Yuanmeng army is already on the way. The Yuanmeng iron cavalry is invincible. Now the defense formation of the capital of Dali lacks national luck and can be easily broken. You can't hold it for long."
"Although I don't know why the national fortune of the Great Fortress Array is missing...but since it is an opportunity, I will seize it."
King Yangdi said lightly.
The aura on his body became more and more majestic, the fire of Nirvana and the wind of breaking the gods intertwined all over his body, and the real Dao manifested, hanging down and lying across, and he was unparalleled.
"Then let's fight."
Wang Yansheng tapped on the edge of the sword, and the sword breathed out like a green snake.
"What good is it for you to die in battle? Don't you feel it's a loss to fight to the death for Dali after finally stepping into the ten realms? After all, you are a practitioner of Jianchi Palace. Even if Dali changes hands now, you can die for it. How can the heart be refreshed?"
King Yangdi gently lifted the black sword and said calmly.
Wang Yansheng smiled when he heard the words: "The current Dali belongs to the young master. Fighting for the young master, the old man has no complaints or regrets! The old man believes that as long as the young master is alive, Jianchi Palace... sooner or later, the sword will overwhelm the world!"
King Yangdi naturally knew who the son Wang Yansheng was talking about. He was just surprised that King Yangdi's trust in Anle vaguely gave him a familiar feeling, just like the practitioners of the Yuanmeng Empire trusted the Emperor Yuanmeng. generally.
King Yangdi finally understood why Zuo Xiangboyan said that Anle would become the biggest threat to the Yuanmeng Empire's domination of the world.
"Anle..."
King Yangdi murmured, on top of the big sword, the sword breath was blowing out.
suddenly.
King Yangdi's eyes narrowed slightly.
Wang Yansheng, who was raging with sword energy, also frowned, his hair flew up, and his complexion changed slightly.
However, there is a silver snake flying, and the majestic coercion is oppressing, the space is torn, and the terrible space cracks are intertwined, like black spider webs spreading densely outside the capital of Dali!
Fairy sounds linger, fairy music fills the sky, there is a rosy glow, and there are thousands of auspicious clouds!
Such an abnormality instantly made King Yangdi and Wang Yansheng's expressions solemn.
The most important thing is that streams of aura of the Great Dao hang down from the sky, like pillars of light, dazzling, shaking and intertwined, extremely domineering.
Under the beam of light, there were one figure after another, with immortal aura lingering, icy muscles and fine bones.
The silver space power intertwined and fluctuated, and after the space calmed down, these four figures walked out of it, and the powerful mental power spread like the tide of a great lake.
"God Immortal?!"
King Yangdi's eyes froze and his heart shook.
Wang Yansheng held the sword tightly, his whole body was tense, a wave of murderous intent enveloped his whole body, making goose bumps appear on his body.
In the capital of Dali, Lu Yishan let out a deep breath, and sure enough... the biggest crisis did not come from King Yangdi.
It's from these... gods and immortals.
Lu Yishan's eyes flickered, and the starlight surged.
Aren't these people obviously mortal beings, immortals from heaven who descended after occupying the body of the descendants of Immortal Hupo who came out of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?
As for why it appeared here, Lu Yishan understood after a little thought.
These immortals are naturally here for the young master!
"The first emperor's coffin..."
Lu Yishan stroked his palm, and slowly closed his eyes.
Sure enough, outside the capital of Dali.
The leading immortal, Tianjiao, with indifferent eyes and intertwined silver lights, glanced at King Yangdi and Wang Yansheng, two tenth realm... It was indeed beyond his expectation, but that's all.
This time, the four geniuses of the White Tiger Family who have won the power of the White Tiger Family to make their primordial spirits enter the world are all the generation who left their names on the Xianjiao Monument.
The strongest one is naturally Hu Xuankong who masters the space avenue headed by him, a young genius of the Baihu family who left his name 77 on the Xianjiao Monument.
The other three are Huhuangshi, Huhuangyin, and Huhuangsha. The names on the Xianjiao stele are all out of a hundred. Although the names on the Xianjiao stele are not high, it depends on who they compare with. Those who left their names on the stele are the five ancient families of the immortals in the sky, as well as the Tianjiao, the most monstrous ones, and they have even set foot in the realm of the original immortals.
They don't have a high reputation on the Xianjiao Monument, but in the world, they have the confidence to crush everything.
Hu Xuankong's eyes passed Wang Yansheng and landed in the capital of Dali, his brows were slightly frowned, and the silver light in his eyes was flowing, as if he was sensing the breath of the first emperor's coffin, but he didn't feel it.
"Taoist Qingyun said that the boy was called An Le... Isn't this boy in the city?"
Hu Xuankong's eyes were cold and ruthless, without any emotion, he watched the people and practitioners in the capital of Dali from a bird's-eye view.
boom! ! !
King Yangdi's scalp is numb at the moment, the four tenth realms, the leader among them, masters the avenue of space, is extremely good, such a lineup suddenly appeared, how could he not let him be afraid.
His complexion changed for a moment, and King Yangzhai raised his hand and five fingers to grab Toure, who had already been trembling under the aura of the tenth realm, and turned into a knife light to break through the air and leave.
Hu Xuankong glanced at the departing King Yangdi, smiled disdainfully, and did not go after him. The purpose of their coming to the world was to obtain the coffin of the First Emperor Yingqin, and seal his body that was about to transform into a Hanba.
Tens of thousands of years in the world, but only a hundred years in the sky, Hu Xuankong has heard of the name of Qin Qin, the first emperor of the world. The battle of defeating the heavens was vigorous, and the White Tiger family bleed because of it, and many immortal monarchs fell. Bloodshed.
He attaches great importance to any transformation of the first emperor Ying Qin, and must not allow the war of defeating the sky to reappear.
Wang Yansheng didn't respond. He sensed the murderous intent of Hu Xuankong and others. These people... the target is the young master, and they are extremely dangerous.
The big sleeves fluttered, the arm bones glowed, and the sword energy was raging and roaring.
Wang Yansheng held the sword in his hand, the light of the sword was like a dragon, and it was sharp. He didn't flinch, and wanted to fight.
Hu Xuankong's eyes shifted from the capital of Dali to Wang Yansheng, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
The next moment, Hu Xuankong's body released its silver light, rolling like a silver snake, intertwined and whipping the void, his body disappeared immediately, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared within a few feet of Wang Yansheng's side, raising the power of space The condensed huge palm slapped down fiercely.
Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were flying, his eyes were shining, and the terrifying pressure was on his body, but he was happy and fearless, his clothes were torn, revealing a bronze-colored muscular body, he grasped the sword long river, and handed it out brazenly.
The Yuanshen roared in the Jianguang melting and casting sword, making the sword covered with radiance.
Cut through the silver dragons, and slash the huge palm!
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On the first holy mountain, the sky changes and black clouds billow, just like the pitch-black dust rising from the ancient battlefield.
On the top of the mountain, the two mountain guards seemed to sense something, their expressions changed slightly, and there was a look of shock in their eyes.
"It's the primordial spirit of the first mountain lord! He betrayed the holy mountain. He never thought that there is still a primordial spirit in the belly of the mountain... This...does this mean that the seventh mountain lord will appear here?"
Ao Lian of the Dragon Clan was terrified and gasped.
The big demon Bai Yu's face was even more solemn: "If the seventh mountain master died on the first holy mountain, we... I'm afraid we can't escape the blame. Not to mention the future, we will definitely become the target of other mountain masters' wrath, and even... Will be sanctioned by the Holy Master."
The two regretted that they got involved in such matters.
However, they are not to blame for this, because they never thought that Uncle Yan Tong, the former No. When refining the mountain and river cauldron, it gave a fatal blow.
"How shall we be?"
Ao Lian looked at Bai Yu, both of them were thinking of a solution.
"I can only contact a few other mountain masters and seek their help. It is best to find the second mountain master. The second mountain master is more kind and easy to talk to. Maybe he won't anger us."
The big demon Bai Yu shook his head and sighed.
Ao Lian, the dragon clan, nodded, and in the next moment, he charged up directly from the holy mountain and turned into a ten-foot-long silver-white dragon, with smoke clouds filling the surroundings, waving four claws horizontally, and piercing through the air.
However, before galloping far, there was a flash of sword light galloping over.
It was the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, carrying a pine wooden sword box on his back, arms crossed, and came with an extremely ruthless sword.
Ao Lian turned into a human body again, and bowed respectfully: "Sixth Mountain Lord."
The sixth mountain is relatively close to the first mountain, so the owner of the sixth mountain rushed to the first mountain when he noticed something strange.
For these two mountain guards, the sixth mountain lord did not make things too difficult, but still maintained a cool demeanor and asked, "What happened?"
The big demon Bai Yu opened his mouth and told the whole situation without any concealment.
Hearing the words, the Sixth Mountain Lord's eyes flickered. He took off the red dust sword case, placed it on the ground, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly.
"We can't help Lao Qi with this matter, we can only rely on Lao Qi to solve it by himself."
The Sixth Mountain Master said coldly.
So what if he knew that Uncle Yan Tong had tampered with Shanhe Ding?
They couldn't enter the mountainside of the first mountain, and they couldn't help Anle. Even if they did, Anle was still in the process of refining the mountain and river cauldron, and there was nothing they could do.
You can only rely on An Le to solve it by yourself. If you can't defeat Uncle Yan Tong's Yuanshen, you will be injured by Uncle Yan Tong's Yuanshen, and you will fail to refine the Shanhe Cauldron, and you will suffer backlash... This is the only situation.
Bai Yu and Ao Lian looked at each other, they obviously knew the result, but it was their responsibility to inform the other mountain masters.
"Don't worry, Lao Qi is by no means an ordinary person. It's not that easy to cheat Lao Qi with this method."
The Sixth Mountain Lord has always believed in his own vision. He was able to favor An Le when he was weak, so he naturally believed in An Le and this little guy who has repeatedly performed miracles.
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Inside the first holy mountain.
The tyrannical primordial spirit was turbulent endlessly, and the viscous primordial spirit monster crawling up from the mud was grinning at An Le.
That was the primordial spirit left by Uncle Yan Tong, and...it was the power of the primordial spirit mutated by cutting off the filth in the primordial spirit. It was extremely evil and contained terrible corrosive power.
Uncle Yan Tong separated it for the purpose of polluting Anle's refinement of Shanhe Ding and destroying Anle's practice.
An Le's eyes were full of murderous intent. He never expected that Uncle Yan Tong, who was sealed in Lishan Mountain, could have such an influence on the outside world and set up tricks to destroy his foundation of cultivation.
Regarding Uncle Yan Tong's desire to get rid of him, Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, explained to him that it was because the two had different ways. The influence of the influence is full of uncertainties, which makes the established path deduced by Uncle Yantong produce ambiguous changes.
Therefore, it was tantamount to disturbing Uncle Yan Tong's path, so Uncle Yan Tong wanted to erase An Le and minimize the impact.
This is a Taoist dispute, and An Le has affected Uncle Yan Tong's Tao, so it is understandable that he wants to get rid of An Le.
But it's impossible for An Le to wait for death obediently.
Uncle Yan Tong's primordial spirit surged like a swamp, full of evil power. Uncle Yan Tong's purpose is very simple, to use the filthy primordial spirit to pollute the Shanhe Cauldron, disrupt Anle's refining of the Shanhe Cauldron, and take advantage of the trend...to wipe out the heavy damage The primordial spirit of peace.
Roar!
The primordial spirit monster floating in the mud roared and flew towards Anle.
Inside the mountainside, within a moment, there were dense waves of turbulent primordial spirits. The dark swamp monster seemed to crawl out of the netherworld, and the vibrations changed, and it turned into an ancient demon god.
Evil, scary, and nightmares linger, like an omnipresent black mist, trying to annihilate and pollute everything.
The distance between Anle and Shanhe Ding is extremely close. At this time, it is basically difficult to avoid the erosion and pollution from Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts.
However, An Le knew the first time he saw Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, he had no choice but to resist, if he avoided it, it would definitely be difficult to dodge, the evil thoughts would be pervasive, and finally made him The heart sword full of cracks was completely destroyed, causing the primordial spirit to degenerate.
An Le is also very clear that if he wants to refine such treasures as Shanhe Ding, once he is infected, he doesn't have to think about it. It is impossible for an impure person to master the Mountain and River Cauldron.
However, there is no way to avoid An Le, and he is not willing to avoid it.
The eyes are shining brightly, Anle's eyebrows and Niwan Palace shine brightly, the gorgeous brilliance is dazzling, the radiance behind the primordial spirit is vast, and the primordial spirit with the perfect eight realms gives Anle enough confidence to resist the evil thoughts left by Uncle Yan Tong soul.
If it had been earlier, An Le would not have had the slightest confidence in refining the gods without stepping into the eight realms, but now, An Le's primordial spirit has undergone too many transformations and improvements.
Naturally have this confidence!
The rushing years and long river visions are constantly flowing, and the sound of the rushing river can be heard.
Anle's Yuanshen stood up from such a river, the sun was shining brightly, the auspicious colors were colorful, and the heart sword radiated.
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts came to Yuanshen, An Leyi was fearless, Yuanshen raised his palm, clapped five fingers, and cast the Kongkong Sanshou in the way of Yuanshen, silver light bloomed, turbulent void.
There was a collision, and the extremely tyrannical mental power continued to collide and intertwine.
boom!
The primordial spirit of Anle floated out, and the primordial spirit of evil thoughts fluctuated for a while, and it was impossible to easily kill the primordial spirit that infected Anle.
This surprised Uncle Yan Tong's evil soul. After all, he was from Uncle Yan Tong, a soul who had been cut down by a practitioner who had completed the ten realms. Although he was not perfect, he was not too weak. Facing any one of the Nine Realms, they can easily infect the other party.
However, An Le was able to withstand the strength of the primordial spirit...
"As expected of the old seven..."
Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit was as black as ink, exuding extreme malice.
Being able to withstand the erosion of his evil thoughts and primordial spirit shows that An Le's primordial spirit cultivation is comparable to that of the Nine Realms of Consummation... How can it not surprise him that An Le possesses the power of the Nine Realms of Consummation in just a short time.
The black shadow flitted, like a black mist coming quickly, turned into a huge and distorted face, opened its mouth wide, and bit down on Anle's soul, wanting to swallow Anle's soul, and then achieve pollution.
An Le raised his hand, and the heart sword burst out with light, and the sword light slashed out violently, like a dragon rolled up, like a dream.
The confrontation at the level of the primordial spirit burst out bursts of spiritual power.
Void Sanshou, sword intent across, all kinds of means emerged one after another, confronting each other, wanting to erase the power of beheading the evil spirit.
However, An Le did not dare to use the power of the Heart Sword after all. After all, the Heart Sword, which has carried the long river of time, was torn into cracks by the power of the years. If in a confrontation, the crack expanded, and even caused the Heart Sword to collapse. An Le has a great influence.
Therefore, the battle was somewhat stalemate.
"You don't dare to use the power of the heart sword? Why?"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit said ferociously, and the two scarlet eyes shone with the light of wisdom, which seemed to have captured An Le's weaknesses and flaws.
For the confrontation between the strong, once you catch your weakness, you will definitely attack the shortcomings and shortcomings.
The discovery of Evil Thought Primordial Spirit was just like this, which aggravated the erosion of An Le Xin Sword.
An Le's face is serious, his soul is very strong, but more of it is based on the heart sword, combined with the power of the long river of time, it is the great killing at the level of his soul.
But now, the Heart Sword is too afraid to move, let alone carry the long river of time. The power of massacre is not one in ten, and it has become a bit stretched and difficult to easily cut off this evil spirit.
An Le ignored Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, visions intertwined with time, and mind fluctuations were constantly impacting, like waves colliding with evil thoughts.
"Old Seven, if this continues... you will eventually be corrupted by my evil spirit, and you will be defeated!"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts said coldly, laughing fiercely, a little excited and a little surprised.
As long as An Le's primordial spirit is infected, it will be impossible to continue refining the Shanhe Cauldron, which is tantamount to cutting off An Le's future path, obliterating the rise of a peerless genius who is enough to change the times.
Uncle Yan Tong's Dao can also be completed, why not do it?
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts became more and more crazy, and he kept oppressing An Le when he got the advantage.
Inside the mountainside, the mind fluctuates constantly, the majestic rays of light and the pitch-black mind constantly erode and melt, half colorful and half dark!
But with the passage of time, colorful spiritual power was slowly suppressed, like a candle lighted in a strong wind with difficulty, it was about to go out, but it persisted in burning and illuminating.
"Give up! Don't dare to use the power of the heart sword, your soul cultivation has plummeted, you can't be my opponent at all!"
"Slowly let go of your heart and let the evil thoughts I cut open corrode you, you and I will fall together!"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit was everywhere, and his laughter seemed to come from everywhere in the mountainside.
Anle's primordial spirit let out a breath of foul air.
He had never encountered such an aggrieved situation. Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit was actually not strong, at least not reaching the level of Nirvana.
But losing the power of the Heart Sword is indeed a big discount. You can only resist passively, and you will be eroded sooner or later.
Every word of Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts shook An Le's mind.
This made An Le gradually have a fire burning in his heart, which was the change of anger,
An Le even asked himself why he was so aggrieved?
He obviously has the ability to kill Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, but why is he constantly suppressed and eroded?
Just because the heart sword might be shattered, is it necessary to be insulted like this if you cast a mouse?
It's too uncomfortable.
Anle...not happy.
"Crack... Then let's crack. Practitioners of my generation seek a clear idea. If we are timid and timid, then even if we keep the heart sword from cracking, so what? What's the point?"
Yimei’s compromising will only wear down one’s own will, Anle’s own invincible power, if worn down like this, the invincible power will collapse, and many Dao fruits such as the [Fearless Heart] in the Dao Fruit space will also be eclipsed.
This is definitely not what An Le wanted. An Le questioned himself, and gradually a gleam of light emerged from his eyes. He seemed to wake up, and there was a drum in his heart, and the morning bell was beating. Translucent, gradually brighter.
The primordial spirit trembled, the majestic mental power spread endlessly, and the eyes opened and closed.
The pitch-black mental power that was about to cover up and devour An Le's primordial power seemed to be torn apart by the light of an ancient lamp that illuminated the darkness.
Anle Yuanshen's eyes were as bright as a brilliant sun, and the radiant light rose from behind and swept away again!
The sound of clanging exploded!
An Le Yuanshen raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and in an instant, the sword light flickered from the fingertips.
A ray of time is drawn in, and a corner of the surging river of time is extradited, blessed on the heart sword of colorful glaze, and the sword light rises, just like a peerless sword fairy awakening from a desperate situation, and handed out a sword of the world.
An Le's eyes were deep and peaceful, even if he already knew that the sword he handed out would damage his heart sword, damage his cultivation and Taoism, and even cut off the road to invincibility in the future.
However, he no longer fears, no longer hesitates.
Uncle Yan Tong's expression of evil thoughts changed, and he felt Anle's will to transform, no longer afraid, and even a little strong.
His primordial spirit roared fiercely, and exploded, forming countless black symbols, intertwined in the mountainside, turning into black primordial flames burning, trying to refine Anle and burn Anle's primordial spirit.
However, An Le, who had a good mind and no longer flinched, chose to strike with a heavy fist, and the sword light swept out.
The heart sword that carried a corner of the real time and river was slashed out. What a peerless sword, it seemed that the only thing left in the whole world was this extremely gorgeous heart sword.
This is a sword of the mind that surpasses the realm of the Nine Realms, and it is Anle's unreserved kill!
puff!
The black symbol fell apart, and the smile was broken down in the light of the sword. The flame was cut off, no longer burning, and lost its mighty power.
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts condensed into a vague figure, his body was covered with cracks, like two blood-colored Bodhi's eyeballs, exclaimed, and after amazed, a smug smile emerged.
"Old Qi! This sword of yours is enough to amaze the world, but unfortunately... your heart sword is probably about to be broken in this sword."
"Your future path is still cut off, you can't see the future anymore!"
Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts burst into laughter.
Although the invasion and pollution of An Le's soul was not completed, An Le's heart sword was about to burst because it carried a sword that was too powerful to destroy the power of his evil thoughts!
"What's the matter?"
"The future is always full of variables, and no one can really see every corner of the future clearly."
An Le said indifferently, with a clear mind, he no longer has any entanglements.
The sword light swept across, and the evil thoughts were completely wiped out, and dissipated in the mountainside, without any fluctuations left.
Inside the mountainside, the light resumed, and the flames of the bronze lamp danced faintly, bringing faint light, illuminating the mountainside and the mountain and river tripod.
An Le crossed her legs, slowly opened her eyes, her complexion was a bit pale, but her eyes were piercing and extremely bright.
click...
He heard the sound of cracking, like a crack that already existed, getting bigger and bigger.
On the heart sword of colorful colored glaze, cracks appear, densely intertwined like spider webs, all over it, this is the heart sword, and it is impossible to leave cracks, but the power of time makes the most illusory and unpredictable Cracks appeared in the heart sword, on the verge of splitting.
The heart sword that was crumbling, as if it was about to shatter at any moment, made An Le's mind slightly calm.
However, the thought was clear, and the refreshing feeling of killing Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts made him recover a little bit, and his heart was much calmer.
At least, the heart sword has not been completely broken, it still exists.
An Le smiled softly, looking at the crumbling Heart Sword, which was full of cracks, and the cracks were filled with the power of the steaming years. She felt peaceful, looked away, and stopped thinking.
After beheading Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit, there will be no more risks in refining the Shanhe Cauldron.
He raised his hand and pressed it on the third Shanhe tripod.
Qi and blood boiled, and golden flames ignited. This was the vision brought about by the first verse of "Human Dao Ancestral Scripture". The whole body exuded golden brilliance, which immediately illuminated the mountainside.
The spine is like a dragon, as if opening its bloody mouth, the third mountain and river tripod shakes, and finally, it is involved in the spine.
boom! ! !
An extremely heavy feeling blatantly fell on An Le's body.
Like a whole mountain and river falling down, the refining of the third mountain and river tripod is obviously not so easy, because Anle has already refined two mountain and river tripods, and the third one will be even more pressured.
The map of mountains, rivers, and land is reproduced, and the mountains and rivers on it seem to be lifelike, as if they are reflected in the real world.
Qi and blood hit the shore like a turbulent wave, An Le's whole body was sprayed with pores, and his physical body seemed to be undergoing baptism and transformation at this moment!
Suddenly, countless qi and blood condensed into a golden page in front of him.
An Le's heart was shocked, and then a look of great joy emerged. It was the second scripture of "Human Dao Zu Jing"!
There are nine scriptures in the ancestral scriptures. An Le had only completed the practice of the first one before, but now, after refining the third mountain and river tripod, the second piece of the ancient scriptures appeared!
In the Dao Fruit space, the Dao Fruit of [Eternal Wizard] trembled, overflowing with bright light, like a star trying to release its brilliance, hanging down strands of strange silk ribbons.
It seems that there is an ancient existence, whispering soft words in Anle's ear.
The operation route of the scriptures of the second Human Dao Ancestral Sutra suddenly appeared extremely clear in An Le's mind.
With the operation of the An Le Qi and blood route, the exercise was completed naturally, not only that, the scripture route of the ancestral scriptures is constantly changing, like a dream, the three mountains and rivers in the spine are trembling, and they are located in the meridians of the body , forming a complete closed loop with the circulation of qi and blood!
It seems that Anle's physical body has turned into a world of mountains and rivers, and the mountain and river tripod sits on the mountains and rivers of the world, stabilizing his own luck and the will of heaven and earth drawn by his body.
An Le felt the transformation and strengthening of her physical strength!
He can launch a charge against the Ninth Realm of Body Forging and the Ultimate Realm!
Inside the mountainside, the temperature rose sharply, and the vibration of Anle's blood was like an oven, like a flame burning in the center of the earth.
And this hotness is still spreading, and gradually the entire First Sacred Mountain is shrouded.
It seems to have turned into a mythical flaming mountain in the rumors.
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The top of the first holy mountain.
The Lord of the Sixth Mountain sat cross-legged, with a huge pine sword box next to him, and there were strands of sword energy flowing in the box.
Aolian of the Dragon Clan and Bai Yu of the Great Demon stood quietly and respectfully at the side, their faces were full of apprehension and anticipation.
They naturally hoped that An Le would be able to overcome the difficulties and not be wiped out by Uncle Yan Tong's evil spirit.
Although the two are still the guardians of the first mountain, they have nothing to do with Uncle Yan Tong. Uncle Yan Tong betrayed the holy mountain. It can be said that they are the enemies of the holy mountain now, but they are still guarding the mountain. People belong to the Holy Mountain, and they are hostile to Uncle Yan Tong in terms of status.
Even if it was Uncle Yan Tong who once led them to join the First Sacred Mountain and become the guardian of the mountain.
boom! ! !
Suddenly, a majestic and tyrannical spiritual force spread from the mountainside, and the gorgeous spiritual light rained down, turning into a blurred sword light and rushing straight into the sky.
The black clouds all over the sky were cut into huge gullies and cracks, and then slowly piled up and disappeared.
The sixth mountain lord opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils were shining brightly, and the faces of the dragon Ao Lian and the big demon Bai Yu showed amazement and joy.
"Success! The seventh mountain lord blocked the attack of Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, and even achieved a counter-kill!"
Ao Lian, who looked like a little boy, clenched his fist and waved it again and again, extremely surprised.
The great demon Bai Yu expressed admiration: "It's unbelievable that the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, with the cultivation base of the eighth realm of primordial spirit, can actually cut off the remnants of the primordial spirit left by Uncle Yan Tong!"
"Uncle Yan Tong is in the tenth realm, and he is a tenth realm powerhouse who has survived the three calamities of Nirvana, God-breaking and Annihilation! Even if it is only a lingering ray of primordial spirit, it has at least the power to complete the ninth realm!"
They have guarded the first holy mountain all year round, and they don't know much about the affairs of the world.
Little is known about the deeds of An Le beheading the Nine Realms Consummation.
At this moment, it is natural to be amazed to learn that a person of the eighth level can cut the ninth level to perfection.
At the same time, the aura within the mountainside changed again, and that scorching heat spread out like a prairie fire, covering the entire mountain in an instant!
"This is... the heat of blood?!"
Xiaodao Tong Aolian was shocked, feeling the scorching heat, his eyes were full of shock: "What kind of blood... can reach such a heat, scalding like a fairy fire, how can a mortal body bear it?!"
The big demon Baiyu took a deep breath, and the airflow in his mouth was extremely hot.
"The seventh mountain lord... Is this going to break through?! Forging the body to break through the realm?"
"From the perfection of the eighth realm, to the breakthrough to the ninth realm!"
Breaking through the eight realms and breaking the nine realms is a leaping realm, but... it's not too exaggerated!
It is true that blood can be sublimated when the eight realms break through the nine realms, but it is impossible to have such a burning sensation, right?
Body forging Nine Realms, the realm is called Juefeng, which naturally means the degree of tyranny of Qi and blood, standing at the absolute peak of the mortal realm!
Ke Anle's blood transformation...
Otherworldly!
The master of the sixth mountain rested his palm on the sword box, he could feel the vibration of the red dust sword box, the sword was hidden in the box, and the swords jingled and clashed, clanging endlessly, that was caused by the inexplicable energy.
"So strong!"
After a long time, a shocked expression appeared on the sixth mountain master's cool face.
An Le...is she already this strong?
Facing An Le now...how many chances does he have?I'm afraid he will be killed by An Le...in seconds, right? !
Seeing the young man whom he once admired and protected, surpassing himself, the master of the Sixth Mountain felt inexplicably powerless.
Compared with such a monster, he is really... very weak.
Boom boom boom!
Above the first holy mountain, phantoms of peaks suddenly appeared.
Obviously, the change in the first holy mountain has attracted the attention of the owners of several other holy mountains.
Phantoms emerged from the three holy mountains, and a figure shrouded in luster emerged.
The third mountain owner Wen Lushang, the fourth mountain owner Li Xuanji, the fifth mountain owner Gu Haitang...
But Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, did not appear.
"Junior Brother...is this breaking the Nine Realm? To cause such a commotion...this Nine Realm, I am afraid that there will be no one before or since!"
The Fourth Mountain Lord Li Xuanji had a graceful posture, and he spoke in amazement.
"This kind of momentum is not weaker than half a step of ten realms condensing the embryonic form of the Dao and attacking the ten realms. If it is not in the area of the holy mountain and covered by the mighty power of the holy mountain, it will attract the attention of the whole world! It will attract the attention of the whole world! The malicious sabotage of the generation."
The third mountain master Wen Lu Shang said solemnly.
"Everyone... I am afraid that I will be surpassed by my junior brother. If this continues, is it possible that my junior brother will become the first mountain master to enter the holy realm? It is really embarrassing..."
Gu Haitang, the owner of the fifth mountain, smiled wryly. They had been the owners of the holy mountain for hundreds of years, and finally they were surpassed by a junior brother.
"I don't want to wait, but in this day and age... it is really not easy to break through the tenth realm. With our background, there is a high probability of failure in breaking through the tenth realm." Li Xuanji said helplessly.
They also want to give it a go, but as the owner of the holy mountain, if they want to get the approval of the holy master, they dare to fight lightly. If the fight fails...to be disappointed by the holy master is a consequence they cannot bear.
"However, the younger brother is so monstrous, we are really under a lot of pressure, maybe, we really should give it a go."
The mountain masters murmured, with complicated emotions.
Suddenly, the complexions of the mountain masters changed slightly.
Including the sixth mountain master sitting on the first holy mountain, he couldn't help standing up and looking up.
However, another phantom of the holy mountain slowly appeared, and the figure of the second mountain master stood on the holy mountain, with the power of the great way hanging down, and the will of the world boiled and cheered for it.
The hearts of several mountain masters were all shocked.
"Congratulations to the second senior brother for stepping into the ten realms!"
After a long time, several mountain masters came to their senses one after another, cupping their fists and bowing to celebrate.
The big demon Bai Yu and Ao Lian, who belonged to the dragon, were already shocked and trembling in amazement.
Except for Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain lord who rebelled against the holy mountain, the other six mountain lords gathered together. How can they not be shocked by this lineup, which is rarely seen in hundreds of years.
The most important thing is that they learned that Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, has actually set foot on the tenth realm in this era of exhausted practice!
The second mountain lord, Su Zhanxian, was shrouded in misty brilliance, his eyes were deep, hanging down in the mountainside, as if he saw the peaceful situation.
He looked at the mountain masters with a smile.
"Come out to stimulate you, if you don't fight hard, you will really lose face. The cultivation speed of the younger brother... After breaking through the ninth level, is the tenth level still far away? You don't want to be surpassed by the younger brother, do you?"
Several mountain owners fell silent when they heard the words.
Is it ashamed to be surpassed by a junior?
It shouldn't be too embarrassing.
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Within the capital of Dali, peerless sword lights shot out vertically and horizontally, and the swords all over the city trembled at this moment, shaking uncontrollably, and fluctuating endlessly for it.
Wang Yansheng's arm bones were shining brightly, and the sword weapon Changhe didn't hide it, so he shot directly!
The peerless sword light, wrapped in domineering and sharp, pierced and slashed towards the burly Yang Di Wang Ge Lie, who was suspended outside the city and surrounded by fire snakes!
"Good come!"
King Yangdi's eyes were bright, and there was excitement in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was boiling and high-spirited.
The thick arm was thrown out violently, the surging energy and blood intertwined, and the power of the avenue fell down, covering the arm like armor, and collided with the bursting sword!
Fists and swords were intertwined, and there was a deafening roar, and ripples appeared in the space, like fine scales piled up.
The sword light is gorgeous, densely blooming, and the extremely sharp sword light splits the armor of the Dao Power on King Yangdi's arm, and the tyrannical flesh and blood are covered with sword marks!
"What a domineering sword, it is indeed a rare and precious sword in the world!"
"For thousands of years, it is difficult for a swordsmith to forge success! This sword is not bad!"
King Yangdi laughed loudly, and the most precious jet-black sword behind his back suddenly burst out with light, pierced through the air, was held in his hand, and slashed out horizontally.
In the direction of the knife light, the space was broken inch by inch, and countless knife lights slashed out densely. The earth was instantly plowed and riddled with holes, and there were knife marks like dragons running across the ground, terrifying and terrifying!
Wang Yansheng's big sleeves fluttered, his arm bones shone brightly, and he held onto the sword Changhe, his frosty hair was like a sword, and he once again cut out the sword energy.
The saber qi and the sword qi collide, cancel each other out, and destroy each other!
This is the confrontation between two ten-level powerhouses, attracting the attention of the world, and the collision of the most precious swords is even more roaring like an explosion.
In just a moment, the two exchanged hundreds of moves in a row. When the knives collided with the swords, sparks burst out and jumped around, burning the void, like dazzling flowers blooming in full bloom!
The aftermath of the confrontation between the two is constantly stirring and venting.
The capital of Dali is so close, so it naturally suffered a great impact.
However, Lu Yishan naturally wouldn't sit idly by, flicked his fingers, the star map slowly unfolded, the star curtain flowed, and turned into a large formation, covering the capital of Dali, and the defensive formation was also inspired, a hazy formation Intertwined with countless symbols, it looks like a cliff stands erect, with the city wall as the boundary, covering the capital as a shelter.
Boom boom boom!
The aftermath of the confrontation between the two ten-level powerhouses hit the formation, causing the formation to vibrate continuously, and ripples of energy appeared. Coupled with the protection of the star-gazing map, it stopped the destructive power as much as possible, so that the formation would not be shattered , It spread to the whole city, and the people were devastated.
In the capital of Dali, the practitioners were shivering and shivering with chills all over their bodies. The coercion spread by the confrontation between the ten-level powerhouses suppressed them too strongly.
Ten realms, known as land immortals, Nirvana practitioners, absolutely powerful, can be called immortals and gods in the world, possessing extraordinary power.
It is a strong man who truly stands at the pinnacle of practice, an existence that is enough for any practitioner to look up to.
If a country does not have ten realms to govern, it will be like duckweed without roots. If there are ten realms to govern, it will be as stable as Mount Tai.
But now, two Ten Realms are fighting outside the capital!
Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair, bathed in the starlight, drifting over, frowning, watching the struggle outside the city.
King Yangdi is very strong, but it shouldn't be the existence that brings him such an urgent sense of crisis.
Because King Yangdi didn't come with an army, without an army, it means that he can't break through the defense formation, and it will be difficult to threaten the capital of Dali.
This time, it should be that King Yangdi sensed that Dali had changed hands, so he rushed to investigate the situation.
The army should still be behind, and it will take at least two days to arrive.
Therefore, it is impossible for the crisis to come from King Yangdi. As for Toure, one of the other three marshals, it is even more impossible to give him such a crisis, even if he holds the treasured feather fan.
So where does this crisis come from?
Lu Yishan pressed his palm on the armrest of the wheelchair, his brows were tightly frowned, the star map was flat and trembling, and countless stars fell down, improving the defense of Dali Kingdom.
Su Mu looted over, watched the battle outside the capital, and took a deep breath.
That battle was no longer something she could support.
In the battle of the ten realms, even if she erupts the Dayan Sword Formation now, the impact will not be great, and it will be difficult to change the situation of the battle.
"Sir, what's the matter?" Su Muzhe observed Lu Yishan's incomparably dignified expression, and asked involuntarily.
It is true that Wang Yansheng has just broken through the tenth realm. Compared with the second calamity king, Yangdi Wang is indeed a bit worse. Maybe Lu Yishan is worried about this.
"No, although Master Wang's cultivation level is worse than that of King Yangzhai, he does not necessarily lose. Master Wang feeds the sword with the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit is integrated into the sword. The control of the ultimate sword is very important. King Yangdi is comparable, even if both are treasures, Master Wang can still carry them."
"That's not what worries me..."
Lu Yishan let out a breath.
boom! ! !
The battle outside the capital became more and more fierce. Wang Yansheng went all out, his fighting spirit was boiling, without the slightest reservation, the sword light rose from the ground, shredding the ground and smashing the air!
However, after all, King Yangdi was in a disaster situation, and he was superior to Wang Yansheng in terms of hard power.
When the big knife slashed down, the light of the knife seemed to cut through half of the sky, and a knife mark was split on the ground. On both sides of the gully, smoke and dust billowed like sand and scattered sideways.
The cracks in Wang Yansheng's robe were repaired, revealing the fleshy flesh underneath. This is the tyrannical flesh forged by the swordsmith swinging hammers all the year round.
At this moment, there are also knife marks all over the body, and the sizzling knife energy is about to penetrate from the wound like a living thing.
Holding the iron sword, Wang Yansheng gently stroked it with two fingers. The sword trembled and roared, shattering the saber energy all over his body.
"You are very strong, but... this old man will not let you crush Dali."
Holding the iron sword, Wang Yansheng said in a deep voice as he stared at the burly King Yangdi holding a black sword as big as a ruler.
"And with your own strength, you can't break the capital of Dali."
Wang Yansheng's sword energy raged around him like a tornado.
King Yangdi had strong black hair, a leather jacket on his body, and his eyes were as deep as a starry sky. He did not veto it because what Wang Yansheng said was true.
Blessed by the luck of the country, the large defensive formation of the capital of a country is extremely tyrannical, and it is difficult to break through it without a large army, even if it is a strong man in the ten realms.
If Emperor Yuanmeng came in person, he might be able to break it, but he, King Yangdi, couldn't do it.
What's more, there is Wang Yansheng who is involved and obstructed.
"What you said is very reasonable... However, the Yuanmeng army is already on the way. The Yuanmeng iron cavalry is invincible. Now the defense formation of the capital of Dali lacks national luck and can be easily broken. You can't hold it for long."
"Although I don't know why the national fortune of the Great Fortress Array is missing...but since it is an opportunity, I will seize it."
King Yangdi said lightly.
The aura on his body became more and more majestic, the fire of Nirvana and the wind of breaking the gods intertwined all over his body, and the real Dao manifested, hanging down and lying across, and he was unparalleled.
"Then let's fight."
Wang Yansheng tapped on the edge of the sword, and the sword breathed out like a green snake.
"What good is it for you to die in battle? Don't you feel it's a loss to fight to the death for Dali after finally stepping into the ten realms? After all, you are a practitioner of Jianchi Palace. Even if Dali changes hands now, you can die for it. How can the heart be refreshed?"
King Yangdi gently lifted the black sword and said calmly.
Wang Yansheng smiled when he heard the words: "The current Dali belongs to the young master. Fighting for the young master, the old man has no complaints or regrets! The old man believes that as long as the young master is alive, Jianchi Palace... sooner or later, the sword will overwhelm the world!"
King Yangdi naturally knew who the son Wang Yansheng was talking about. He was just surprised that King Yangdi's trust in Anle vaguely gave him a familiar feeling, just like the practitioners of the Yuanmeng Empire trusted the Emperor Yuanmeng. generally.
King Yangdi finally understood why Zuo Xiangboyan said that Anle would become the biggest threat to the Yuanmeng Empire's domination of the world.
"Anle..."
King Yangdi murmured, on top of the big sword, the sword breath was blowing out.
suddenly.
King Yangdi's eyes narrowed slightly.
Wang Yansheng, who was raging with sword energy, also frowned, his hair flew up, and his complexion changed slightly.
However, there is a silver snake flying, and the majestic coercion is oppressing, the space is torn, and the terrible space cracks are intertwined, like black spider webs spreading densely outside the capital of Dali!
Fairy sounds linger, fairy music fills the sky, there is a rosy glow, and there are thousands of auspicious clouds!
Such an abnormality instantly made King Yangdi and Wang Yansheng's expressions solemn.
The most important thing is that streams of aura of the Great Dao hang down from the sky, like pillars of light, dazzling, shaking and intertwined, extremely domineering.
Under the beam of light, there were one figure after another, with immortal aura lingering, icy muscles and fine bones.
The silver space power intertwined and fluctuated, and after the space calmed down, these four figures walked out of it, and the powerful mental power spread like the tide of a great lake.
"God Immortal?!"
King Yangdi's eyes froze and his heart shook.
Wang Yansheng held the sword tightly, his whole body was tense, a wave of murderous intent enveloped his whole body, making goose bumps appear on his body.
In the capital of Dali, Lu Yishan let out a deep breath, and sure enough... the biggest crisis did not come from King Yangdi.
It's from these... gods and immortals.
Lu Yishan's eyes flickered, and the starlight surged.
Aren't these people obviously mortal beings, immortals from heaven who descended after occupying the body of the descendants of Immortal Hupo who came out of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?
As for why it appeared here, Lu Yishan understood after a little thought.
These immortals are naturally here for the young master!
"The first emperor's coffin..."
Lu Yishan stroked his palm, and slowly closed his eyes.
Sure enough, outside the capital of Dali.
The leading immortal, Tianjiao, with indifferent eyes and intertwined silver lights, glanced at King Yangdi and Wang Yansheng, two tenth realm... It was indeed beyond his expectation, but that's all.
This time, the four geniuses of the White Tiger Family who have won the power of the White Tiger Family to make their primordial spirits enter the world are all the generation who left their names on the Xianjiao Monument.
The strongest one is naturally Hu Xuankong who masters the space avenue headed by him, a young genius of the Baihu family who left his name 77 on the Xianjiao Monument.
The other three are Huhuangshi, Huhuangyin, and Huhuangsha. The names on the Xianjiao stele are all out of a hundred. Although the names on the Xianjiao stele are not high, it depends on who they compare with. Those who left their names on the stele are the five ancient families of the immortals in the sky, as well as the Tianjiao, the most monstrous ones, and they have even set foot in the realm of the original immortals.
They don't have a high reputation on the Xianjiao Monument, but in the world, they have the confidence to crush everything.
Hu Xuankong's eyes passed Wang Yansheng and landed in the capital of Dali, his brows were slightly frowned, and the silver light in his eyes was flowing, as if he was sensing the breath of the first emperor's coffin, but he didn't feel it.
"Taoist Qingyun said that the boy was called An Le... Isn't this boy in the city?"
Hu Xuankong's eyes were cold and ruthless, without any emotion, he watched the people and practitioners in the capital of Dali from a bird's-eye view.
boom! ! !
King Yangdi's scalp is numb at the moment, the four tenth realms, the leader among them, masters the avenue of space, is extremely good, such a lineup suddenly appeared, how could he not let him be afraid.
His complexion changed for a moment, and King Yangzhai raised his hand and five fingers to grab Toure, who had already been trembling under the aura of the tenth realm, and turned into a knife light to break through the air and leave.
Hu Xuankong glanced at the departing King Yangdi, smiled disdainfully, and did not go after him. The purpose of their coming to the world was to obtain the coffin of the First Emperor Yingqin, and seal his body that was about to transform into a Hanba.
Tens of thousands of years in the world, but only a hundred years in the sky, Hu Xuankong has heard of the name of Qin Qin, the first emperor of the world. The battle of defeating the heavens was vigorous, and the White Tiger family bleed because of it, and many immortal monarchs fell. Bloodshed.
He attaches great importance to any transformation of the first emperor Ying Qin, and must not allow the war of defeating the sky to reappear.
Wang Yansheng didn't respond. He sensed the murderous intent of Hu Xuankong and others. These people... the target is the young master, and they are extremely dangerous.
The big sleeves fluttered, the arm bones glowed, and the sword energy was raging and roaring.
Wang Yansheng held the sword in his hand, the light of the sword was like a dragon, and it was sharp. He didn't flinch, and wanted to fight.
Hu Xuankong's eyes shifted from the capital of Dali to Wang Yansheng, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
The next moment, Hu Xuankong's body released its silver light, rolling like a silver snake, intertwined and whipping the void, his body disappeared immediately, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared within a few feet of Wang Yansheng's side, raising the power of space The condensed huge palm slapped down fiercely.
Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were flying, his eyes were shining, and the terrifying pressure was on his body, but he was happy and fearless, his clothes were torn, revealing a bronze-colored muscular body, he grasped the sword long river, and handed it out brazenly.
The Yuanshen roared in the Jianguang melting and casting sword, making the sword covered with radiance.
Cut through the silver dragons, and slash the huge palm!
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