Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 245 Observing the years from the perspective of the common people, purifying the second stage of national fortune and spiritual transformation
Gu Chenglin walked very peacefully.

There was no struggle, no pain, and the death was quick and thorough.

That astonishing sword light cut through the endless darkness and projected endless bright light.

Such a sword, apart from being blazing, doesn't have much brilliance. A simple sword will kill Gu Chenglin, the prince of Xiliang who has blackened the fate of the country and covered the armor of the Nether Blood Pool.

The old demon Bai Qi stared blankly at this scene, forgot to flick his tail, a drop of cold sweat spread from his forehead, ran across his cheek, and finally fell to the ground with a thud, torn apart.

The chill instantly clung to his whole body.

Are the strong men in the capital of Xiliang actually so powerful?
Killed Gu Chenglin, who was fully armed and in an extreme state, in one move?

Doesn't that mean that if the strong men in the capital wanted to kill him, one move would be enough?

Thinking that he sensed the other party's aura before and planned to investigate, Bai Qi felt terrified. If he really continued to explore and find out the identity of this strong man, the other party would be furious. He easily killed it!
Prime Minister Bai Qi's fox tail was trembling uncontrollably, because he was frightened.

"This... who the hell is this person? Eleventh Realm?"

Bai Qi murmured.

In the world... are there still eleven realms?

However, Bai Qi is not stupid. After thinking about it carefully, he feels that there are some tricks in it.

The person who killed Gu Chenglin must have not reached the eleventh level. If it is the eleventh level, the faint diffusion of the original breath is enough to suppress all enemies, and there is no need to hide his identity.

Like the Lord of Kunpeng Mountain, the mighty Kunpeng Mountain Lord who is rumored to have reached the eleventh realm in half a step. He is extremely talented and has an extremely powerful aura. Just spreading out and containing a little of the original aura is enough to make Bai Qi do not even dare to resist. less than.

That is the real horror existence.

The eleventh realm is a completely different realm from the tenth realm.

Even Emperor Yuanmeng, who had completed the Double Ten Realm, still had yearning for the Eleven Realm.

Therefore, Bai Qi quickly overturned his original idea. How could there be an eleven-level statue in the capital of Xiliang?
"But even if it's not the eleventh level, it must be a strong man of the tenth level, who can so easily kill Gu Chenglin who has the fighting power of the tenth level and three disasters in the late stage... I can't afford to provoke him."

"Xiliang, it's over."

Yaohu Baiqi murmured, but he quickly realized that there was a solemn look in his eyes.

Gu Chenglin is dead, so the promise to him will definitely not be fulfilled. If so, then there is no need for him to stay and work hard, he should leave.

"In case...in case that strong man in the capital is not enough to kill Gu Chenglin, he also plans to kill me..."

"That's what's really bad!"

Yaohu Baiqi took a deep breath, and when he thought about it, he immediately felt a great terror spreading.

Roar!
The demonic aura on his body burst out suddenly, as if it had turned into a tornado rising from the ground. In the tornado, the real body of the nine-tailed demon fox was looming, and the terrifying fox claws suddenly came out.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and a gully was directly plowed out of the ground.

Wang Yansheng roared again and again, with sword energy gushing out, and after he had melted into his body, his body was extremely strong, holding the sword to the river, calm and fearless, and bumped into the demon fox.

The body flew upside down, and almost his whole body was embedded in the ground.

A strong man at the level of ten realms and three disasters... Wang Yansheng felt a little weak while holding the sword.

On the other side, Aofeng, the old dragon of the West Sea, and Zhucheng, the dragon of the North Sea, became more and more courageous as they fought, and their fighting spirit soared. From time to time, the eyes of the two dragons also glanced in the direction of the capital city of Xiliang, with fanaticism in their eyes It's surging!
As Taoist slaves of An Le, they can naturally perceive who is in the city who has taken action to sabotage Gu Chenglin's plan, and even exploded with a shocking sword, beheading Gu Chenglin!

That is the connection established between the glazed cups.

That sword also made both of them palpitate and tremble. With that kind of sword light, beheading them... I'm afraid it would be even more effortless!
"Young master...you are strong again."

Ao Feng, the old dragon of the West Sea, had awe in his cloudy and deep eyes.

The strength of An Le is obvious to all. Although he has not set foot in the tenth realm, but with the cultivation base of the ninth realm, he can suppress many tenth realms.

Now, even the powerhouses at the level of ten realms and three disasters can be killed!

"This is the evildoer, the proud son of heaven born in an era. In this chaotic era, such a proud son of heaven has shown a shocking edge! Unstoppable, impossible to cover up, it will surely shine on the nine heavens!"

The blood in the body of the old dragon Aofeng was boiling.

To become such a Taoist slave, perhaps... is not a bad thing.

As the saying goes, one person attains Taoism and ascends to heaven. As Taoist slaves, if one day, An Le stands at the peak of heaven and earth, they can also receive a little nourishment and become stronger.

"kill!"

Ao Feng and Zhu Cheng both had the same thoughts, so they stopped holding back and went all out to kill the demon fox Baiqi.

Even though the nine-tailed demon fox has reached the level of ten realms and three disasters because of devouring a lot of blood, Ao Feng and Zhucheng joined hands with two dragons, relying on the powerful body of the dragons, they still dragged Bai Qi.

Bai Qi's complexion changed slightly, he felt the madness of these two dragons.

This made him extremely puzzled, and he continued to curse secretly in his heart.

He doesn't want to fight, he just wants to escape!

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the other side.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Yishan was in charge of the army, so he naturally saw the shocking sword light suddenly appearing in the city.

The power contained in that sword is earth-shattering.

"The inside should be combined with the outside... This Xiliang capital deserves to be destroyed."

Lu Yishan smiled.

He thought that An Le continued to stay in the capital city of Xiliang because he was waiting for the moment when the coalition forces attacked, and carried out an internal and external cooperation to completely destroy the capital city of Xiliang.

Now it seems that the effect is quite significant.

Just now, when Xiliang Crown Prince Gu Chenglin was wearing a blood pool armor and was extradited to blacken the fate of the country, Lu Yishan's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

But now, this sense of crisis completely disappeared after An Le killed Gu Chenglin.

The benefits and sense of security brought about by the cooperation between the inside and the outside are just so full.

Among the Yuan-Mongolian iron cavalry coalition forces.

Zuo Xiang Boyan stood on a chariot. He was also a ten-level cultivation man. Like Lu Yishan, he did not choose to participate in the battle. Both of them were think-tank practitioners, and they preferred to plan and control the overall situation.

"That sword light..."

Boyan's lightly shaking feather fan stopped suddenly, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Could it be Anle, the Lord of the Seventh Mountain?"

"Has he become stronger again?"

Boyan murmured.

As for why Anle appeared in the capital of Xiliang, Bo Yan thought for a while and realized that it might be a plan arranged by Anle and Lu Yishan.

The inside should cooperate with the outside to attack the capital of Xiliang.

Now it seems that the effect is very good. The sword just now killed Gu Chenglin directly, which is equivalent to cutting off the only lifeline of Xiliang.

Gu Baijing was in the ancient tomb of Lishan, and now Gu Chenglin was the only one who could really be in charge in the capital of Xiliang, and once Gu Chenglin died, the backbone of the Xiliang Demon Army completely collapsed.

The Demon Army does not have the united military discipline of the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry, or the Dali New Army. Their military discipline is very lax, relying on the instincts of the Demon Cultivators and Evil Cultivators to form an army to fight for the front.

Therefore, once this army loses its leader, it will immediately disintegrate into countless evil cultivators, with no fighting spirit and no desire to sacrifice their lives.

Evil cultivators are all selfish, they will only do things that are beneficial, and they will not be stupid to do things that are not beneficial.

"Good means, good planning, with internal and external cooperation, this Xiliang Demon City... will be destroyed without attack."

Boyan's feather fan swayed again, and he couldn't help but feel amazed.

He turned his head to look at Lu Yishan, who was sitting in the distance of the Dali New Army with a calm face, his eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness, and he met his opponent...

This is the real opponent.

It's like the opponent sitting opposite each other on the chessboard, with the excitement that makes his hair stand on end and his soul trembles.

"What a Lu Yishan."

Boyan felt that all of this should be Lu Yishan's calculation, and it was too perfect to calculate everything.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why An Le appeared in the capital of Xiliang.

Bo Yan naturally knows what kind of place Xiliang is. Evil cultivators are everywhere, killing people. It is said... the entire Xiliang capital seems to have been slaughtered and turned into a ghost town.

As the owner of the Seventh Mountain of Anle, what can one do in a ghost city?
In it, practice becomes difficult, because the absorption of heaven and earth spiritual energy will become difficult due to the breath of evil cultivators, and the spiritual energy may be polluted.

Therefore, Boyan couldn't figure out the main reason why An Le entered the capital of Xiliang.

The only thing that can be explained now is that An Le and Lu Yishan cooperated with each other and made a huge plan to play a big game of lore.

Xiliang is over!

That's for sure.

Boyan took a deep breath, raising the threat of Lu Yishan and Anle to the extreme in his mind.

"When His Majesty returns from the Lishan ancient tomb... His Majesty must personally take action to get rid of Lu Yishan and Anle. If they are not dead, they will definitely become the biggest obstacle to Yuanmeng's unification of the world!"

Boyan murmured in his heart, his eyes stared at Lu Yishan, flickering unsteadily.

Lu Yishan, as a ten-level powerhouse who has mastered the third-level treasure stargazing map, has such a sensitive mind that he sensed Boyan's eyes all at once, and read out many different meanings from his eyes.

"He doesn't think that all this is my calculation?"

Even Lu Yishan couldn't help touching his nose in embarrassment.

To be honest, this matter... really wasn't his plan.

Although, he did prepare some means to deal with Xiliang Demon Kingdom, which would make the process of siege easier.

However, it was definitely not his plan to hide An Le in the capital of Xiliang.

From Lu Yishan's point of view, the son's safety is too important. Lu Yishan can naturally know how dangerous the Xiliang capital is. Although Anle's cultivation base is strong, even if he is really exposed, escape is not a problem.

However, after all, there are still uncertainties and dangers.

Therefore, Lu Yishan did not dare to gamble.

As long as there is a little bit of danger that can threaten the safety of the young master, Lu Yishan will not gamble.

Therefore, this time the cooperation between inside and outside is really pure coincidence.

However, Lu Yishan naturally wouldn't explain it to Boyan, let alone explain whether Boyan would believe it, as far as Lu Yishan himself was concerned, he didn't want to explain either.

Just in time, let Boyan be a little more cautious. Although Dali and Yuanmeng are allied forces now, they will inevitably become sworn enemies in the disputed land and land in the future.

Now it is possible to bluff one wave after another, planting a shadow in Boyan's heart and making him suspicious.

Think about this.

Lu Yishan laughed out loud.

The mind spread, and began to organize the Dali new army to launch the final siege charge.

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In Gu Chenglin's eyes, there was still a look of bewilderment.

Maybe he never thought that he would die and be beheaded so easily.

"This sword... this sword..."

From the center of Gu Chenglin's eyebrows, a fine sword mark leaked out, and blood beads leaked from the crack of the sword mark.

There was fear in his eyes, the fear of death, the fear of this sword.

This sword... is simply invincible.

Even though he now possesses the combat strength of ten realms and three disasters, in front of the sword slashed by the mysterious man in front of him, the wind and rain are precarious, just like a delicate flower in a violent storm, which can be blown away by the rain at any time.

Looking back at that sword strike, Gu Chenglin felt that he had died unjustly.

When he aroused the blackening of the national fortune, when he turned the Nether Blood Pool into armor to cover his body, his own strength directly climbed to the level of ten catties and three disasters.

What a terrifying power that was, it made Gu Chenglin feel that he almost wanted God to block and kill God and Buddha to block and kill Buddha.

But it's a pity, it's just what he thinks.

When the ordinary young man in front of him swung a sword, the red sword light merged into a long river, as if it contained the power to shock the turbulent soul, and there was also a power that seemed to make Gu Chenglin feel the passage of time.

With one sword strike, Gu Chenglin saw the passage of time and the changes of the world.

The power of the Dao contained in it is powerful and terrifying!
Gu Chenglin has never experienced such power.

The power of the Dao contained in it, even the power of the Dao comprehended by his own father, Bai Jing, the patron of the Xiliang Kingdom, is probably far from enough.

The sword light was in the shape of a moon arc, cutting out from the ordinary figure who walked out of the wooden house, the sky and the earth were cut with one sword, and the sky and the earth seemed to be divided into two in one sword.

The cut sword marks made it difficult for the space to heal, and the ground was divided into two like tofu, and even the city wall was cut under this sword.

Gu Chenglin resisted with all his strength, roared again and again, mobilized the monstrous demonic energy, blocked the blood pool in front of him, mobilized the power of the avenue, and turned the blackening of the country into a shield wall.

however……

All are useless.

The sword that seemed to cut through the years and time, directly cut off the magic energy, cut off the power of the avenue, and cut off the shield wall that blackened the fate of the country...

Gu Chenglin was divided into two from top to bottom.

This sword divides not only the physical body, but also the primordial spirit, as well as the power of the soul and mind.

Bearing such a sword, Gu Chenglin's natural life was cut off, and the countdown to death began.

He collapsed to the ground, and Gu Chenglin looked at the ordinary young man with a red sword that exuded the aura of a treasure in despair.

Afterwards, the light in the eyes began to gradually dim, lost its luster, and died completely.

Until his death, Gu Chenglin didn't know who killed him.

So, Gu Chenglin walked peacefully, because he didn't have time to suffer.

Gu Chenglin's primordial spirit was beheaded, and his body was also beheaded. Naturally, he died directly. The long river of soul carries the road of time, and coupled with the sword-crane style fused with the Suzaku sword, Gu Chenglin died extremely thoroughly.

boom! ! !
Over the capital city of Xiliang, colorful rain of light poured down. It was a vision of heaven and earth brought about by the fall of a statue of the Ten Realms.

Bathed in the light and rain, An Le's face didn't show much emotion.

With his current combat strength, it is not difficult to kill Gu Chenglin at all, even the original fresh energy of the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit Feedback is pitifully small, almost none.

After all, even Gu Chenglin, who has won the national fortune of blackening, is not as strong as the Celestial Immortals who are in the top [-] of the Immortals Monument. Therefore, it is not a big challenge for Anle at all.

The only thing Anle cares about is blackening the national fortune, worrying that a single sword cut will directly evaporate the national fortune.

Anle doesn't want to destroy the national fortunes of Xiliang for the time being. First of all, these national fortunes still play a big role for him. The mutated invincibility can swallow these national fortunes, so it is a great tonic.

The national destiny of the Dali Kingdom was devoured by the mutation invincible force before, and it has undergone a transformation. Now it swallows the national destiny of Xiliang, and it will definitely transform into a stronger one.

An Le is looking forward to it. This feeling is a bit like the process of collecting cards.

Of course, in comparison, the national fortunes of Dali and Xiliang are actually inferior to the national fortunes of the Yuanmeng Empire and the great Zhao Dynasty.

The Great Zhao Dynasty itself belonged to the orthodoxy of China. Although the national fortune had weakened slightly after moving south, it still belonged to the orthodox national destiny and was recognized by China, so the national destiny was extremely majestic.

As for the Yuanmeng Empire, which now occupies the middle land, Emperor Yuanmeng even refined nine dragon veins. Therefore... the national destiny of the Yuanmeng Empire can be said to have crushed the national destiny of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

An Le thought deeply for a moment, a smile could not help hanging on the corner of her lips.

He couldn't help looking forward to the moment when all the fate of the world would be swallowed up and unified.

Although, it doesn't look very easy now, but...at least I have a thought.

And this is also the path he must go through. If he wants the world to be unified, he wants to regain the middle land. He will inevitably confront Yuan Meng, and the fate of the world will inevitably be swallowed by him.

An Le didn't think about these things anymore.

His eyes sank, and he looked into the distance, where the nine-tailed demon fox Baiqi wanted to escape.

Although the cultivation bases of Wang Yansheng, Ao Feng and Zhucheng are not weak, it is still quite difficult to drag this ten-level three-disaster demon fox.

If Bai Qi wants to escape with all his heart, he will be able to escape in the end.

However, An Le is unwilling to let go of this demon fox in ten realms and three disasters. This demon fox has done too many evil things in the capital city of Xiliang.

Basically, the flesh and blood of those people whose souls were sacrificed and turned into resentful spirits fell into the mouth of this demon fox, becoming the energy source for the demon fox to condense its demon power.

This is a murderous monster.

Moreover, it is an evil monster at the level of ten realms and three disasters. Once it escapes, it will inevitably cause chaos in the world. Killing such an evil monster is also beneficial to the world.

If before, An Le had no strength, that's all.

Now that An Le has the strength to kill the evil monsters of the ten realms and three calamities, naturally he will not sit idly by.

It can also be regarded as doing justice for the sky.

It can be regarded as...

Give an explanation to the resentful spirits of the people who were sacrificed by blood in the capital of Xiliang.

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boom! ! !
The terrifying fox's tail suddenly slammed down, and the space seemed to be shattered.

The dragon scales flew across, and Aofeng, the old dragon of Xihai, let out a wail, spurted out dragon blood, and fell to the ground after being beaten, rolling continuously.

The success of Xihailong is not much better.

The demon fox white flag under full firepower is extremely powerful. Ao Feng and Zhucheng's cultivation bases are only ten realms and one calamity. Ao Feng is better, close to the second calamity, but he is not a real powerhouse in the realm of the second calamity.

Therefore, facing Yaohu Baiqi was originally suppressed and beaten. If it wasn't for keeping Baiqi behind, the two had no choice but to sit back and watch Baiqi leave.

Wang Yansheng was on the side to help, and the sharp sword light erupting from Zhijian Changhe was also a slight threat to Bai Qi.

It was this threat that prevented Ao Feng and Zhu Cheng from watching Bai Qi leave.

"roll!"

The teaming of the three strong men at the level of ten realms and one disaster has really brought some troubles to Bai Qi.

Bai Qi became murderous, and he was restrained and unable to escape, his eyes gleamed scarlet, and the white fox fur all over his body turned into a blood fox as if it had been stained with blood!
A terrifying ferocity burst out, and the monster that devoured blood and melted was completely displayed at this moment!

Almost a blood-colored light flashed, and the white flag appeared in front of Wang Yansheng, and was patted down by a blood-stained fox paw.

Wang Yansheng felt a great crisis, his scalp was numb, he hurriedly recalled Zhijian Changhe, and blocked the blow with difficulty, his body instantly shot backwards like a cannonball, smashing the ground into a huge hole in an instant.

The completely violent Bai Qi wanted to kill and call the old dragons Ao Feng and Zhu Cheng, but there seemed to be a gaze projected from the capital of Xiliang.

Bai Qi couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He turned his head abruptly, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

With just one look, there is an extremely terrifying sense of oppression, and the opponent is definitely a top-notch powerhouse.

And from this look, Bai Qi even sensed a cold murderous intent!
It was not enough for the strong man in the city to kill Gu Chenglin, he also wanted to kill him, the Prime Minister of Xiliang, too!
The method... is too cruel, right? !
Bai Qi took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, ignored the old dragons Ao Feng and Zhu Cheng who were difficult to stop him, and turned into a bloody streamer, and fled towards the distance.

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Within the capital of Xiliang.

An Le withdrew his gaze, and as far as he could see, there were many resentful spirits staggering in front of the wooden house.

These resentful spirits were transformed by the original dead people in the capital city of Xiliang, and their souls were sacrificed by Gu Chenglin to the blackened national fortune, which means that although they died, their souls were still recorded in the national fortune. It means that they still belong to the subjects of Xiliang.

To achieve the purpose of deceiving the national destiny, so that the national destiny will not weaken, and will always maintain a strong posture.

Although this prosperity is false, and the national destiny has been infected because of such an act against the law of heaven, it has become a blackened national destiny.

"Speaking of it, the poor people are just these low-level people."

Anle sighed.

The rich and the powerful fight for the top, and the common people suffer.

The war caused by the change of imperial power still suffers from the common people.

However, the struggle and calculations of the top powerhouses ultimately made the common people miserable.

The prosperity of the people is suffering, and the death of the people is suffering.

An Le shook his head. He looked at the many grievances who were still wandering around and didn't even know that they were dead, maintaining the food sales process, and there was a flash of compassion in his eyes.

However, tilting his head slightly, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of the white flag of the evil demon of the ten realms and three disasters level that turned into a bloody light and wanted to escape.

Naturally, An Le would not let him go, for this evil monster, he had a murderous intention.

However, before getting rid of this evil monster, An Le had to complete some things first, purify and blacken the fate of the country, and free these grievances.

With a flick of the fingers, a stream of light burst out immediately.

In an instant, this streamer turned into a burly figure, surrounded by strong vitality and various magical symbols.

This is the long-lost Daoguo Battle Puppet!

The strength of the current war puppet is the same as that of An Le, and they are both perfect in the double nine realms.

The war puppet exists in imitation of the Yuanmeng emperor, that is to say, it has the combat power of the Yuanmeng emperor when he reached the nine realms.

You know, Emperor Yuanmeng, a peerless generation like Emperor Yuanmeng, can easily overwhelm the upper tenth realm and one calamity realm when the double nine realms are perfect.

Of course, it is incomparable with today's Anle, but it can be regarded as the pride of a generation.

"A battle puppet with perfect double nine realms...or an evil demon who can't be stopped by ten realms and three calamities."

An Le thought for a while, then analyzed softly.

Mind moved.

The space was torn open, the silver thunder intertwined and lashed, a black halberd came out and was held by the puppet, and the void armor also came out and covered the puppet's body.

Afterwards, An Le even pointed a finger at the war puppet.

A wave of the power of the Way of Time surged down and merged into the body of the war puppet.

So far, the aura of the war puppet is rising steadily!
A brilliant silver glow suddenly appeared in the eyes, completely covered by the power of the great way!
"war!"

Holding the Overlord's Halberd, wearing a void armor, the battle puppet has a majestic and tyrannical aura, coupled with a wisp of the power of the Way of Time, the battle power of the war puppet is high enough to fight against the strong of the ten realms and three disasters.

boom!
Under the control of An Le's mind, the war puppet rushed out with murderous intent.

And after arranging the war puppet to stop the evil demon Baiqi, An Le stopped paying attention.

With the current equipment of the war puppet and the blessing of the Dao of Time, I believe that the evil demon Baiqi can't be killed, at least it can be involved, and even mildly suppressed!
Of course, these are not what Anle cares about.

He sat cross-legged, the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows was full of light, and among the colorful lights, the long river of soul rushed out with waves.

The sound of rushing water resounded over the entire capital city of Xiliang.

An Le looked at the blackened national fortune that was severed by him, but now healed again. If he wants to purify the blackened national fortune, he must first wash away the grievances in the blackened national fortune.

That being the case.

As soon as I thought about it, the long river of mind flowed silently, winding around every corner of the city, and immediately involved every wraith in the long river of mind.

All of a sudden, countless thoughts arise, and countless pictures are presented in front of An Le's eyes.

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call out!
The speed of the blood-colored streamer was extremely fast, and a blood fox with nine blood-colored tails was escaping quickly in the void.

Bai Qi originally belonged to the nine-tailed white fox family, but now, he can no longer be called a white fox. After eating too much blood, he has been polluted into a blood fox, which belongs to the great evil monster clan.

The mysterious strongman in Xiliang capital brought him great pressure, just a look made his hair stand on end.

So, he planned to escape.

Suddenly.

A burst of silver lights raged!
Countless electric snakes intertwined and whipped, wanton and insolent!

A burly figure, wearing a void armor, holding a halberd that exudes a domineering aura, and there is boundless murderous intent in his sharp eyes.

"Leave."

The war puppet spoke with a hoarse and rough voice.

boom!
The Qi and blood of the Nine Realms exploded, and a mass of bloody fireworks suddenly exploded in the air.

Bai Qi stabilized his figure, frowned slightly, and swung his tail abruptly. He bumped head-on with the puppet who was already close. The violent energy was released, and the wind and waves swept across!

"This is……"

The evil demon Bai Qi narrowed his eyes.

The power of the nine realms of consummation... yet burst out with an aura not weaker than that of a strong man of the ten realms and three disasters? !
"A treasure...a lot of treasures..."

The evil demon Baiqi quickly recognized the reason. The halberd he was holding was a treasure, and the armor covering his body was also a treasure...

However, what really surprised the demon Baiqi was...

The figure who came to stop him seemed to be a treasure!
"puppet?!"

The evil demon Baiqi took a deep breath, and with his powerful mental strength, he naturally sensed that the war puppet was not a real life, but a puppet without a breath of life of his own.

"The Overlord's Halberd...the Void Armor...and the mysterious puppet!"

"So... the person who killed Gu Chenglin was An Le!"

The demon white flag made an incredible sound.

As the former strongman of the Xiliang Demon Kingdom, an existence at the level of ten realms and three disasters, he naturally knew about Anle's famous battles in the world.

The battle with the Celestial Immortals, the battle to kill King Yangdi...

In these battles, the Overlord's Halberd held by An Le is no longer a secret, and the Void Armor passed down to the giants of the Mohist School is also considered a symbolic treasure.

These two treasures have become symbols of An Le's status in the eyes of many powerful people today.

As for the puppet that An Le had mobilized earlier... Naturally, many people knew about it.

If you connect with each other, you will know the identity of the person who shot.

"Use a puppet that has attained perfection in the Nine Realms to stop me? Who are you looking down on?"

The evil demon Bai Qi came back to his senses, a look of anger appeared in his eyes.

He felt underestimated.

"roll!"

The real body of the evil demon blood fox appeared, incomparably huge, like a gigantic mountain, with nine blood-colored fox tails whipping, the void vibrated, as if the stars in the sky were shaken off.

The eyes of the war puppet opened and closed, and the horror and dominance of the lord of the grassland was revealed at this moment.

A wisp of the power of the Dao of Time was stimulated, and the next moment, the silver light of the war puppet flourished, and the Overlord's Halberd waved up, and the halberd blade vibrated, as if the supernatural power in the Overlord's Halberd was stimulated, and a huge halberd appeared between heaven and earth. Blade phantom!
One of the tails of the blood fox Baiqi, the evil demon in ten realms and three disasters, was cut off, and the blood was sprayed thinly!
Bai Qi was horrified, he didn't expect a puppet to have such power.

At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he was facing a Yuanmeng emperor who had completed the nine realms.

As the evil demon Baiqi who has lived for a long time, he has naturally met Emperor Yuanmeng.

The monster race has a long lifespan and a long lifespan. Perhaps the cultivation talent is far less than that of the human race, but the advantage is that they have a long lifespan. They can grow up slowly and become stronger.

When Emperor Yuanmeng was in the Ninth Realm, the evil demon Baiqi hadn't reached the Tenth Realm at that time, and he was just a big demon of the Nine Realm.

At that time, Emperor Yuanmeng, who had completed the Nine Realms, already possessed an incomparably domineering power, the most powerful in the world.

He even slayed strong men of the ten realms across the border, astonishing the world.

Therefore, Bai Qi has a very deep memory of this picture and memory, and will never forget it. It was the first time he saw the Ninth Realm who crossed the Great Realm and killed the Ten Realm...

But now, he actually felt the same arrogance from a puppet.

It was like seeing a ghost!
A puppet in An Le's hand...how could it be so powerful? !

Is there such a puppet in the world? !
The huge halberd blade crossed the sky, and the void was shattered, and was cut to pieces by the sharp light erupting from the halberd blade.

Such power is truly terrifying, and it is already not weaker than the power of the ten realms and three disasters...

This made Bai Qi's heart sink and became more and more uneasy.

but……

He knew that facing this domineering puppet covered in treasures...

He can't escape.

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For these vengeful spirits, the power of the river of mind is simply an irresistible force for them.

They are too weak, they are not even considered practitioners, they are just the products of the alienation of the dead souls remaining in the world.

Perhaps, they didn't know that they were dead and had become souls of the dead, but they still retained their thoughts, which still remained between the heaven and the earth, maintaining what they had done before they died.

When An Le involved these grievances into the long river.

Only these vengeful spirits felt suddenly enlightened. They looked at the city they left under their feet, and looked at the other vengeful spirits involved in the long river of their hearts...

Only then did they realize that they were already dead...

The mother and daughter who used to sell meat buns in front of the Anle wooden house had tears in their eyes. The mother hugged her daughter and cried loudly.

Facing death, no one can take it easy.

It's okay not to know, knowing that I've been dead for a long time, it's hard to accept.

Too many resentful spirits struggled and wailed, unable to believe or accept the fact that they were dead.

Below, in the capital city of Xiliang.

The people living in the wooden house who were rescued by An Le from the life-and-death line looked through the windows of the wooden house in horror at the wraiths who were swept up by the long river of soul.

At this moment, these resentful spirits turned into hideous appearances, and the food they sold also showed ugly and unappetizing appearances.

Many people's eyes tightened, looking at the food they bought and devoured these days, for a while, an uncontrollable sense of vomiting surged out, and they all lay down in the wooden house and retched.

An Le turned a blind eye to all of this.

The long river of soul has rolled up every resentful spirit.

An Le slowly closed his eyes, and he washed away all the resentment from every resentful spirit.

Gradually, the picture in front of An Le began to change.

He seems to... travel through time, go back to the past, see the past, and observe the years.

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The capital of Xiliang used to be prosperous. Although as the capital of a demon country, the lives of the people will be a little bit bitter, but this is the capital of a country after all. Although Gu Baijing and Gu Chenglin and his son have become demons, in order to maintain the power of the country, they will still maintain them These people, let some evil cultivators and demon cultivators dare not massacre them recklessly.

Therefore, the capital city of Xiliang was still prosperous.

And on this day, An Le seemed to see the end from the perspective of many people.

During the annual Cold Food Festival in Xiliang Kingdom, countless people are happily preparing for the festival. The streets are extremely lively. People set up stalls to sell food prepared for the Cold Food Festival, and children play in the alleys. He also holds the food he just bought in his hand.

The lively atmosphere completely dissipated the depression brought by the evil cultivators of the Demon Kingdom.

However, from Anle's perspective, he saw Prince Gu Chenglin driving slowly across the long street in a chariot made of white bones on the bustling and crowded long street. The streets, the boiling people.

Beside him was a white-haired evil demon white flag.

The evil demon Baiqi's eyes flashed with greed, and he grinned, as if saliva was rolling.

Gu Chenglin looked up at the sky, let out a long cry, and a pool of blood appeared behind him.

Then, over the capital city of Xiliang, the National Games of Xiliang appeared...

Gu Chenglin raised his hand and tore open the center of his eyebrows. A drop of black blood floated out from the center of his eyebrows. When Gu Chenglin flicked it with his fingers, the drop of black blood shot high into the sky and diffused into the national destiny.

The national fortune suddenly began to glow with black light.

Gu Chenglin grinned silently.

An Le saw the changes in the capital city of Xiliang from different perspectives...

As the fortunes of the country turned black, the people celebrating the Cold Food Festival were horrified to find that there was a black pool of liquid under their feet. In the liquid, one hand after another reached out and grabbed them. souls, tore their souls into the earth.

The people showed pain, one by one clutching their throats, their faces were ashen, and finally turned black and blue, and fell to the ground, their bodies stiff.

In just a moment, it was like a great epidemic swept through.

The people celebrating the lively Cold Food Festival fell to the ground one after another, their flesh and blood turned black and they died miserably, with deep resentment.

On the bone chariot, Prince Gu Chenglin had a conversation with the demon Bai Qi.

The evil demon Bai Qi laughed loudly, and then opened his mouth, turning into a huge blood-colored fox demon, almost as big as a whole city. When he opened his mouth, the mouth of the demon fox seemed to turn into a black hole whirlpool, killing all the people in the city. All the corpses were sucked and devoured.

The city that originally celebrated the lively Cold Food Festival was suddenly reduced to a dead city, and all the people disappeared.

Only those that are ready, steaming, and prepared for the cold food festival are left.

An Le frowned slightly.

The river of soul was surging, and he observed the massacre from the perspective of too many people.

From the perspective of a street vendor, from the perspective of a playful child, from the perspective of a poor mother and daughter selling steamed buns...

From one perspective, I feel the powerlessness, despair and resentment of the people at the bottom when they face powerful practitioners...

Such emotions are like big waves beating An Le's heart.

The process of An Le watching and experiencing this emotion is actually the process of helping these resentful spirits to wash away emotions such as powerlessness, despair and resentment.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you and appease your resentment."

When the last image of the wraith flashed before his eyes.

An Le spoke softly and made a simple promise.

The emotional images of thousands of resentful spirits are constantly impacting An Le's mind. After experiencing so many images at once, even if An Le's mind is as strong as An Le's, he is vaguely in a trance.

The shopkeeper of the inn, the hawker, the mother and daughter who sell steamed buns...

One after another phantoms seemed to stand in the long river of the soul. They listened to the promise of peace, with joy and relief on their faces.

Then, one after another, densely packed figures were stacked and intertwined, covering groups.

The people of the whole city gathered together, no one missed, no one missed, men, women, old and young, bowed respectfully and gratefully towards An Le.

An Le stood up, dressed in white clothes better than snow, and bowed in return.

Between heaven and earth, the long river of soul flows quietly, however, in silence, it seems to wash away the dust and change.

From the first level of perfection, the promotion has changed to the second level.

Roar!
Above the sky, as the blackened national destiny dragon struggled, countless chains snapped, and the black air flow covering it also turned into little black air and began to evaporate and disappear.

When all the resentful spirits in the city regain their clarity, the fate of the country will no longer be blackened, and it will also be cleansed and purified.

The brilliant light of national destiny presents the golden color of hope, illuminating the whole city, sweeping away the haze and ushering in the light.

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