Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 358 The Blending of Time and Chaos, This Sword is the Universe Sword Wheel
The accident happened too fast.

King Shaoxi and King Shaobei, who had had the upper hand, were suddenly reversed by An Le, and King Shaobei was cut off with a huge face by a sword. When it was divided into two, the vitality of the physical body was rapidly disappearance.

The power contained in An Le's sword is beyond the limit that King Shaobei's physical body can bear!

"This sword... is the ancestor weapon, the breath of the ancestor weapon!"

On the distorted and collapsed face of King Shaobei, all kinds of surprises appeared. He never thought that An Le could hold an ancestor weapon.

This is an ancestral artifact... Even among the holy demon clan, the ancestral artifact is extremely precious. Apart from the holy demon emperor, only the best among the true king of seven emotions and the true king of six desires can grasp it.

As a result, the young man in front of him actually possessed an ancestral artifact!
How could such a thing happen?

The human race...are they all so generous?The ancestral artifact is not in the hands of the extreme strong, but it is actually handed over to a young man?
"No... no, it's not a complete ancestral artifact, it's just the spirit of the ancestral artifact!"

The Shaobei King's face was in pain, and the source of sadness pervaded the blood-colored world, as if the sound of crying ghosts shook the heavens and the earth!
On the other side, King Shaoxi's complexion was ugly, and his joy was slightly reduced.

"The spirit of the ancestral sword... this is the spirit of the ancestral sword of the heavens! The ancestral sword of the heavens...appeared in the world? It seems that it is not the generosity of the strong human race, but this young man, with excellent luck, got the ancestral sword Favored by the spirit!"

King Shaoxi said solemnly.

However, knowing that what An Le possessed was only the spirit of the ancestral sword, King Shaoxi was much less worried.

At their level, he cherishes his life very much. When he knows that he is invincible, he must turn his head and leave. Even if this is a game organized by the Young Emperor, it is impossible for him to sacrifice his life for the Young Emperor.

There is hope in life, and besides, he is King Shaoxi, a descendant of the True King of Seven Emotions, and the Young Emperor still has to show face when facing the True King of Seven Emotions, after all, he is the ultimate powerhouse of the Seven Emotions.

An Le's face was indifferent and peaceful, holding the ancestral sword, the sword spirit, and the sword energy gushed out.

The sword is majestic, terrifying, and extremely powerful...but this is An Le's exchange for the source of time.

Although the holy master gives advice on Anle, he needs to show affection and reason to Shangcangzujian, and slowly trick Shangcangzujian into doing white work for himself.

But An Le has not started to implement it yet, and still thinks that it is better to be materialistic, so he directly takes out the source of time as a deal, and lets the ancestor sword and sword spirit make a move.

In the sword just now, the ancestral sword sword spirit shot out, stimulating Anle's sword ancestor's holy body, and consumed a lot of sword energy in the sword ancestor's holy body, but this also made Anle discover that the power of the ancestor sword is extremely powerful. With the Ancestral Saint Body, he can use the Ancestral Sword to make excellent kills.

"Anle, what do you think of this sword? Ten regiments of time have changed their origin, and the power is still satisfactory?"

"Do you want another sword? I can give you a discount, no nine regiments, no eight regiments, half price of the second sword, only five regiments of time and origin, so that you can feel the power of the ancestor sword!"

The spirit of the Ancestral Sword of Heaven vibrated, and the voice of the childish girl rang through An Le's mind.

An Le is speechless...

In such a tense fighting atmosphere, why does the style of painting seem to change a little bit when we get to the Ancestral Sword of Heaven?

"Anle...do you want to have a shot?"

Like a girl with big eyes in Bulling, staring at An Le, she opened her eyes eagerly.

An Le frowned slightly. This ancestral sword has been around for a long time and is completely immortal. Why does it have to sound like a girl?
At this time, An Le couldn't help feeling so confused.

"Come!"

Suppressing the confusion in his heart, he said peacefully.

The sword spirit of the Ancestral Sword of the Cang trembled slightly, and immediately became excited.

"However, I need to go through a bloody battle next time, so I hope that seniors can give me a chance to pay on credit, and when I can, I will return all of them to seniors together, how about it?"

An Le thought for a while and said.

The Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit of Heaven trembled. He hesitated at first, but as the Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit staying in An Le's body, he knew the situation An Le was facing at this moment.

Thinking of An Le's impeccable character, in the end, Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit agreed.

An Le suddenly smiled brightly.

"Senior is so kind."

The God Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit immediately let out a silver bell-like laughter: "Little Sword Master Anle, you are also great, of course... the source of time is even better."

"Next, please use me as much as you like!"

Hearing this, An Le pursed the corners of her lips.

It's a really good sword with empathy.

"I will keep accounts!" Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit added.

Anle twitched her lips.

This sword... don't you want to feel the joy of being prostituted for nothing?
……

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The King of Shaobei took An Le's sword. Although the Ancestral Sword of Heaven only has a sword spirit now, with the improvement of An Le's cultivation, the power displayed has become extremely impressive.

The ten-foot-long physical body began to collapse, and the pitch-black water of extreme sorrow continuously surged out of it.

The physical body collapsed and lost control of the water of extreme sorrow. From the face of the young king of sorrow that was split in two, accompanied by mournful wailing, the long river of soul surged out, and a jet-black flower bloomed in full bloom. A touch of true spirit appeared in it.

That is the soul of King Shaobei!

The soul is full of grief, and this time the grief is sincere grief. After all, seeing the collapse of the physical body with one's own eyes, how can one not be sad.

It would cost a lot to reshape a suitable top-level young king's body.

boom!
An Le took advantage of this opportunity to hold the sword spirit of the ancestor sword, and the holy body of the sword ancestor was mobilized, and endless sword energy and sword intent spread and burst out from his body.

The ancestral sword and sword spirit were mobilized by him again, the sword energy rose out of thin air, and strong winds rose to the heaven and earth!

The surging sword intent locked on the black flower in full bloom on the long river of mind, and the true spirit of King Shaobei in the black flower!

"cut!"

An Le let out a low growl.

The long river of mind surges out, fully mobilizing the body of the sword ancestor's holy body, and bursting out all the power of the ancestor sword and sword spirit that can be erupted at this stage.

This sword suddenly turned from real to virtual, and merged with the river of soul.

The sword intent is surging, shaking the soul!
The true spirit of King Shaobei sitting on the black heart flower suddenly changed his face, revealing a touch of panic and anxiety.

He manipulated the long river of soul to set off waves, and the long river of soul is rolling, but in that long river, there are all sad emotions, the long river of soul transformed from the source of sad emotions extracted from the shattered worlds destroyed by the holy demons one by one!

The long river rolled up, like a black angry dragon, and the source of sadness flowed all over his body.

An Le is actually very curious about why the origin of emotion can become the foundation of the Holy Demon, and it occupies a very important position among the Seven Emotions Holy Demons.

But thinking about it carefully, I may have guessed a little bit, but it is still relatively vague, and it is still difficult to prove it.

An Le planned to have a good chat with the Saint Master on this topic after returning to the Human World Pass.

The holy master and the holy devil have been fighting for a long time, so they should know the reason.

As for the present, Anle shook this thought out of his head, his purpose was purely to kill King Shaobei!

Boom boom boom!
The black river of mind turned into a giant dragon, like an ancient god and demon creature, even the scales on its body are very clear.

King Shaobei already felt uneasy.

After An Le used the power of the ancestral weapon to slash a sword, he was able to slash a second time. This... was beyond his expectation.

It is extremely difficult to be able to manipulate the ancestor artifact, but Anle can actually manipulate it twice in a row!
This is unbelievable!
"Physique! This person's physique...is extremely suitable for the way of swordsmanship!"

King Shao Bei, who was sitting on the black flower, suddenly realized something and opened his eyes suddenly. The sadness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only fear!
Although it was only the spirit of the ancestral sword, the sword An Le slashed under the extreme fit of his physical body, now he only has the true spirit left, and he can't stop it...

"King Shaoxi, save me!"

The true spirit of King Shao Bei roars!

King Shaoxi in the distance had already reacted, his complexion changed drastically, and the joy had long since disappeared.

The tyrannical body burst out and turned into a straight line, shooting straight towards Anle. He sacrificed the Joyful Bell, and the holy devil's origin poured into it violently, using all his strength to activate the holy weapon.

The joy bell oscillated, bursting out the sacred light of the holy vessel!
Like an extremely sharp spear, it wants to pierce Anle and kill him!

Of course, King Shaoxi also knew very well that it should be very difficult to kill An Le, but it was enough to save King Shaobei if An Le was forced to be unable to cut out the terrifying sword with the help of the spirit of the ancestral weapon!
Among the top young kings, a young angry king has already died. If the young sad king also died in the hands of An Le...

That thing really got out of hand.

however.

King Shaoxi's face quickly changed again, his eyes shrank, and he opened his mouth to curse.

"madman!"

An Le is a lunatic, at least, in the eyes of King Shaoxi at this moment!
Faced with King Shaoxi's all-out effort to arouse the holy light of the joy bell, An Le did not hide or evade, and planned to forcibly resist this wave of sacred light with his body!
Shengguang's speed is too fast.

At this moment, Anle was completely immersed in the sword spirit that inspired the Ancestral Sword of Heaven, so he didn't even bother to mobilize the Mountain and River Cauldron to form the Mountain and River Sheji Diagram to resist the Holy Light's killing attack by the Happy Bell.

And the treasure of the five animals is also far away, An Le can only rely on his physical body to resist forcefully, there is only one way, there is no other choice.

An Le must kill the King of Shaobei, and cannot let the King of Shaobei escape. In that case, his loss will be too great.

This is the origin of a top-notch young king. It is something you can't ask for. If you miss this village, there will be no such shop!

Therefore, An Le chose an act of lunatics who, in King Shaoxi's view, died together like madmen.

The King of Shaobei also panicked, the sadness is that he can't be sad anymore, the only thing left is panic!
boom!
The holy light from the joy bell hit Anle's body hard, Anle's body was tyrannical, the Ancestral Human Way Sutra was activated, and seven verses of the Ancestral Human Way Sutra emerged, intertwined into a golden armor phantom.

Click!

The broken sound resounded, it was the sound of the golden armor being pierced, and then the holy light swept across the phantom of the armor, and hit An Le's shoulder fiercely.

However, at this moment, An Le also swung the Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit in his hand!

The sword light is like lightning, and under the eyes of everyone... Slash the Dragon!
The coercion of the ancestral artifact, the sharpness of the ancestral artifact showed a power that shocked even An Le at this moment.

Why is it said that the ancestor weapon is the top warrior in the world, a weapon that even the most powerful will fall in love with? At this moment, An Le somewhat understood.

After all, what he masters is not the real ancestral sword, but only the spirit of the ancestral sword. The sword body has not yet been fused, and its power may only be one-tenth, but the power he can really exert is one-tenth of one-tenth. One percent, but the power at this moment is already overwhelming and unrivaled!
A sword fell.

The true spirit of King Shaobei froze immediately, a sword light split him in two, and even the river of his soul was split in two...

After a moment of stagnation, the terrifying sword energy erupted loudly, and then burst the river of heart of the King of Shaobei, shredded and rotted, and the true spirit of the King of Shaobei also shattered little by little in the midst of grief...

Blood sprayed from An Le's shoulders, and spots of blood stained with golden luster floated up.

The body flew out and fell on the blood-colored ground, pulling out ravines and piled up blood-colored dirt hills, with scorching hot air accompanied by dust, drifting away.

Inside the ground gate battlefield, there was silence.

The aura from King Shaoxi's body slowly dissipated, and there was a sense of grief in his eyes, King Shaoxi...

died.

An Le's sword cut off the true spirit of King Shaobei. This top young king was beheaded by An Le in front of his eyes!

Although An Le was also impacted by the holy light of his Huanxi Bell, King Shaoxi knew that this attack would not be able to kill An Le, the gap was too great.

An Le's physical body... is too strong!

On the physical level, the King of Young Anger could not compare to happiness.

King Shaoxi came back to his senses, with murderous intent in his eyes, he slapped the joy clock again, held up the pink meat clock, and threw it at An Le Suppression.

However, accompanied by a hum!
The Mountain and River Cauldron suspended in the air vibrated, turning into a stream of light, as if mountains were moving in, with a suppressed impact.

boom! ! !
The figure of King Shaoxi was forced to stop, and the mountains and rivers formed a picture scroll, like mountains and rivers in the world, slowly unfolding in front of him.

"Oops!"

King Shaoxi's complexion changed slightly.

Holding up the meat clock, he turned around and planned to leave.

He originally planned to make a show of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and wanted to take advantage of An Le to injure An Le and completely obliterate An Le.

But, obviously, he underestimated An Le's physical strength.

The map of mountains, rivers, and land composed of mountains, rivers, and tripods shrouded King Shaoxi in it. King Shaoxi seemed to have fallen into the mountains and rivers of the world.

Without the help of King Shaobei, he faced An Le alone, and the pressure suddenly came up!

Only then could he experience the despair of the Young Wrath King.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky like an angry dragon!

The map of mountains, rivers and villages unfolds like a scroll of ink and wash in the bloody battlefield, and the color of black and yellow is misty on it, like a dream and an illusion.

King Shaoxi, who was sealed inside, could only feel the increasing pressure, as if mountains were stacked on his back one after another, trying to bend his waist and suppress him.

The gully pulls under the stacked blood-colored hills.

An Le stood up slowly.

The white clothes were broken a lot, revealing the well-proportioned and densely muscled body.

The wound on the shoulder slowly healed while wriggling, An Le's black hair was spread vigorously, and her eyes were bright.

He stood up, and the ink pool whizzed towards him, and he held it in his hands. The other four great treasures also came across, floating around his body.

This was Anle's most embarrassing battle so far.

The shoulder was pierced, and it was the first time the bleeding was so miserable.

Even in the confrontation with Emperor Yuanmeng and the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, An Le was not injured so badly.

An Le's body is not a muscular man with thick muscles, but a well-proportioned and perfect body with incomparably balanced proportions, like a work of art created by the gods.

However, the slender and well-proportioned body contained extremely terrifying power.

That is a nearly perfect physical body, that is an invincible physique.

Anle calmly looked at King Shaoxi who was sealed in the map of Shanhe Sheji.

King Shaoxi and King Shaobei teamed up, and the power erupted by the two top young kings really made An Le feel exhausted. He could only kill one at the cost of injury. Only in this way could the pressure be relieved.

The two top young kings who cooperate with each other tacitly are definitely not the effect of one plus one equals two, but one plus one is greater than two, which brings great pressure.

Now, with only King Shaoxi left, An Le has almost no pressure.

Alone one-on-one, An Le almost had the upper hand.

Exhaling a breath, An Le calmly recovered from the injuries on his body, but after a while, the injuries on his body disappeared.

Twisting his lower neck, a smile appeared on his face.

With a flash of his figure, he moved in space and appeared in front of King Shaobei's corpse. He raised his hand and clasped his five fingers.

He extracted the holy demon origin of a top young king from it.

The origin of the holy demon of the top young king with powerful energy made An Le slightly excited.

In addition, Anle glanced at him, flicked his finger, and a trace of the source of time surged out. In an instant, countless sounds broke through the air. They were wisps of black trickles, like thousands of arrows shooting out from the bloody earth. Shoot out.

"The holy vessel of King Shao Bei, the Water of Extreme Sorrow."

The smile on An Le's face grew stronger.

Before defeating the Young Wrath King, he got the Fire of True Wrath, and now he got the Water of Extreme Sorrow. The acquisition of these two holy artifacts, maybe... can help Anle's most treasured five birds to another level.

There was a strange look in An Le's eyes, and he clenched his five fingers lightly. The stream of extremely sad water surged with the source of tyrannical sadness, twisting continuously in An Le's hands like a small snake.

"If I get enough Holy Demonic Artifacts, can I... raise my treasured five birds to... the height of the holy five birds?"

An Le murmured softly.

Maybe it is, because An Le can feel that the five birds, the treasures, are improving faster and faster after absorbing the fire of true anger, and now they have all reached the limit of the third-order treasure.

However, from a treasure to a holy artifact, this is an extraordinary leap.

The holy artifacts are very precious, much more precious than the most precious treasures, so if you want the most precious five birds to span across to become the holy five birds, the holy artifacts prepared by Anle to be devoured by the most precious five birds must start with at least five...

"Senior... Please take a look at this little guy."

An Le's soul communicated with God's ancestral sword and sword spirit.

Then he threw the extremely sad water into the Dao Fruit Space.

"no problem."

The Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit of the Cang had just been shot twice by An Le, and he was feeling lazy at the moment.

He didn't care about what An Le said, and exuded the power of the ancestral artifact, and the water of extreme sorrow didn't dare to move, as if it was frozen, and didn't dare to move.

Facing the ancestral artifact, the holy artifact would definitely bow down, and it was common sense to be suppressed.

In the field of magic weapons, the ranks are very significant, and the gap of one rank is extremely difficult to make up. It is not a practitioner like An Le who has the strength to fight across ranks.

An Le didn't let go of the corpse of King Shaobei either. These are all good things that can be exchanged for cultivation resources.

An Le opened the space with a swipe of his fingertips and threw King Shao Bei's body into it.

Afterwards, his eyes fell on King Shaoxi who was sealed in the Shanhe Sheji map.

"It's just right...you can use it to practice your hands."

An Le's eyes brightened, and he laughed.

He turned his head to look at the mushroom cloud in the distance, and vaguely felt the eyes of the young emperor sitting high in the pagoda deep in the mushroom cloud, the kind of eyes that seemed to eat people.

snapped his fingers.

An Le turned into a ray of light and escaped into the map of Shanhe Sheji.

Cutting off the young emperor's gaze, it also made it impossible for outsiders to see An Le's actions, nor to know the process of An Le's confrontation with King Shaoxi.

With the improvement of Anle's cultivation base, the refining of Shanhe Ding accelerated, and the rank of the sacred artifact of Shanhe Sheji Tu also increased more and more, and it became much easier to suppress King Shaoxi.

Although King Shaoxi possessed the holy artifact, the Huanxi Bell, he couldn't find a way to break through the map of the mountains and rivers.

However, King Shaoxi was also confident, and Anle could not easily suppress him even if he manipulated the Shanhe State Map.

This made his originally tense heart calm down a lot.

Suddenly.

In the map of mountains, rivers and land, there is a sudden storm.

An Le appeared, with a strong and slender upper body and black hair fluttering in the wind and rain, like a god in ancient mythology.

Holding the ink pool, An Le and the King Shaoxi who protected himself with the help of the joy bell looked at each other.

"King Shaobei is dead, next, it's your turn."

An Le said with a light smile.

King Shaoxi didn't speak, and there was no expression of joy on his face. The source of joy seemed to be suppressed invisible here.

A feeling of oppression made it hard for King Shaoxi to breathe.

Here... After all, it is the realm of Anle.

"I will turn to defense, and defend with all my strength... You can't kill me, you can't do anything to me, and in the end you have to obediently let me out." King Shaoxi said.

"You and I have been in a stalemate for too long, and the young emperor will no longer just sit idly by, and will definitely take action...Your map of the country and the community cannot stop the young emperor."

King Shaoxi's words made the smile on Anle's lips more intense.

"Don't worry, what I want is you to defend with all your strength... Are you happy? If you die too quickly... I will be a little disappointed."

An Le said.

His words made King Shaoxi's hair stand on end, his whole body stiffened, and his sense of uneasiness grew stronger.

Hey!
What does An Le want to do to him?
King Shaoxi really didn't understand what An Le wanted to do, did he want to torture him abnormally?
However, the next moment, King Shaoxi knew about it.

But An Le handed out a sword.

Eyebrows open and close, the source of time and time emerges in the mind space, and the majestic original power of time rolls out, interweaving and forming an illusory sword, as if walking in the long river of time, a sword hanging out of the ages.

King Shaoxi's eyes froze, he knew An Le's sword...

It was the Yin-Yang sword wheel that beheaded the Shaonu King. The virtual and real sword qi intertwined into a huge sword wheel, which was extremely powerful.

If he didn't know that An Le had mastered the ancestral weapon, then this Yin-Yang sword wheel should be An Le's great weapon.

But in King Shaoxi's view, the Heavenly Ancestral Sword was Anle's greatest weapon.

An Le doesn't use the ancestral weapon to deal with him now, but chooses the Yin-Yang sword wheel...

It seems that he no longer has the strength to use the Ancestral Sword of Heaven.

This is good news for him.

King Shaoxi's eyes revealed a bright light, as long as he blocks it...

block...

Suddenly.

The brilliance in King Shaoxi's eyes collapsed, leaving only astonishment, and amidst the astonishment... a sense of bewilderment emerged.

But seeing Anle's dantian Qihai, a black electric current intertwined and emerged, as the current moved more and more, finally, it turned into a black hole!
An original breath that is not weaker than the original source of time emerges!

Like the abyss falling down, like the sky and the earth collapsing!

"This is... the origin of chaos?!"

"The second top-level source?!"

King Shaoxi was stunned.

As a top young king, he often dealt with practitioners of the human race in the three realms, whether it was the top arrogance of heaven or the underworld, he had fought against each other.

There are very few Tianjiao who even master the top-level origin, let alone master two top-level origins...

And now, he saw it!

The young man in front of him actually possessed two top-level origins!

The Holy Demon Clan naturally knows the five top-level origins of the Three Realms, the top-level origins, just like the seven emotions and six desires in the Holy Demon Clan, they all belong to the top-level origin.

Even, in terms of level, it is even higher than the seven emotions and six desires of the holy demon clan.

"how is this possible?!"

"How could you do it?! Two top-level origins converged into one...you...wouldn't you explode and die?"

King Shaoxi was a little crazy, feeling completely incomprehensible.

I can't figure out how An Le can do this!

An Le didn't give any explanation. At this moment, in his eyes, King Shaoxi...is just a mouse, just his meat shield, a sword-testing stone for...testing swords!
Spit out a mouthful of scorching air.

An Le's heart tensed up.

The holy yin and yang sword wheel is the strongest killing that An Le can unleash so far.

However, what An Le wants to practice at this moment... is the power beyond the holy Yin-Yang sword wheel...

It is based on the reminder of the holy master, pointing out the future path of swordsmanship.

The five top-level origins are the pillars and foundations of the world.

that……

Anle builds a sword with five top-level origins, and the sword comes out...that is, the world!

Now... is the beginning!
boom!
Under the control of An Le's tyrannical body, the black hole-like source of chaos is slowly beginning to change. In the holy body of the sword ancestor, a tyrannical sword intent emerges, manipulating the source of chaos.

Although the source of chaos is far inferior to the source of time in terms of strength, An Le needs to grasp a balance.

The source of chaos output is at the same degree as the source of time.

This will avoid the failure of the sword move due to the broken balance!

The source of time is fused with a sword, illusory, invisible, spanning ancient and modern times, and going through thousands of years.

The origin of chaos is integrated into one sword, disorder, chaos, and reality manifest!
An Le's hair fluttered wildly, golden rays of light emerged from the body, the Ancestral Sutra of Human Dao was running to the extreme, and the tyrannical body was stimulated to the best state!
boom! ! !
A soul flower blooms, and on the blooming flower, the Anle Primordial Spirit sits upright with a dignified expression.

Both palms are raised slowly, and the sword fingers are close together.

False and real!
Time and Chaos!
It's like two huge objects are slowly touching and closing slowly!

King Shaoxi, who was hiding in the Happy Bell, was trembling all over...

The terrifying pressure made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He could no longer sit still, and even planned to turn around and run away, without the courage to face An Le's sword...

What kind of monster is this...? !

What madman? !
Intended to fuse the two top sources together...

No, this is not a simple fusion, but a kind of... collision!
In collision, seek fusion!
Use the sword as a guide, and use your mind as proof!
Years and chaos, yin and yang are intertwined and intertwined, as if seeking a new life in the collision.

An Le didn't have a sword in his palm, and the ink pool couldn't bear this power at all, so An Le didn't dare to use the ink pool to carry the sword.

Even Anle doesn't need a sword.

Raising the palm, no sword is better than having a sword.

The two top sources are entangled together, under the guidance of the Sword Ancestor Saint Body, under the guidance of the sword moves...

Form itself into a sword!
"This sword..."

"It's called the Cosmic Sword Wheel."

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