Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 130 A wisp of purple-gold time energy, you can see the emperor of the world raging against the sky 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

The green hills are still there, and the sword energy is still flowing.

Cut off the immortal, and you can see the emperor's stone figurines. There are tens of thousands of bones under the figurines, and the blood of the immortal is like a vast sea.

No matter how the years change, the stone figurine of the emperor still stands with his hands behind his back, his eyes are calm, his hair is not messed up, his clothes are neat and tidy, and his appearance remains the same, never wavering.

The invisible majesty permeates from the stone figurines, patrolling the world that belongs to him.

An Le felt a supreme majesty, but, unlike the immortal coercion presented in the previous mist, this majesty did not mean to make him kneel down, and even made him feel like a spring breeze, as if echoing around him laughing softly.

It seems that the ancient stone figurines that have been covered in dust for endless years are speaking softly.

"coming."

It seems that the two words of peace are waiting for the predestined person who has been tearing apart the years for thousands of years.

The world is peaceful, and the sword energy is like a breeze.

It seems that the sun breaks through the clouds and shines on the stone path in the mountain. There is no time in the mountain, and everything seems to be the same as before.

With a bamboo sword and a green mountain pinned to An Le's waist, his whole body has recovered, as if the coercion of the immortals he had suffered before was nothing but an illusion.

But Anle is sure that it is not illusory. In the Niwan palace between his brows, the sword furnace clangs, and Yuanshen sits on a heart sword of colorful glaze. It is no longer a sword embryo, but a complete heart sword!
When confronting the giant sword dropped by the immortal earlier, An Le reborn with the heart sword between his eyebrows to resist.

At that last moment, the heart sword and sword embryo were completely torn and successfully forged, becoming a real heart sword.

Anle's heart sword is forged with arrogance and unyielding!
The sword has bones, and the pride of peace and happiness is the root of the heart sword!
An Le walked slowly, and the soles of her feet stepped on the gravel and dust on the ground, making a rustling sound.

The green hills are full of green bamboos, and the fallen bamboo leaves cover the ground, which is quite soft when stepped on.

The stone figurine was sitting on the stone path at the foot of the mountain, smiling and looking into the distance.

The craftsmanship of the stone figurines is exquisite, as if a real person is standing, every carving, detail polishing, and even every strand of hair are clearly visible.

If you look at it suddenly, you won't think it's a stone figurine, but a real person!
Looking at this stone figurine, An Le felt a strong sense of familiarity for some reason.

But, in fact, An Le really doesn't know who this stone figurine is, but from its clothing, it can be seen that the other party should be an emperor, a mighty emperor who shakes the world.

The bones of immortals fell under his feet. What kind of battle did he experience in front of him?
Some people, even if you don’t know their identity or their name, once you see them with your own eyes, you will involuntarily see them in your mind. The world’s evaluation of them since ancient times corresponds to the name that shocked the world.

"Is that... the First Emperor?"

An Le's eyes were a little hazy, with a sword on his waist, he approached step by step.

The sword energy is like a breeze, blowing all the bamboo forests in the mountains, the bamboo sea is rustling softly, and a few bamboo leaves like sword edges are rolling in the air, falling across Anle's shoulders and hair.

Here, it seems that the years are quiet, extremely peaceful.

"I'm Anle, I've seen my seniors."

Walking in front of the stone figurines, An Le cupped his fists and saluted respectfully.

It's not like the arrogance that lasts forever in the face of the phantom of an immortal, but the humility of seeing the seniors.

The world is peaceful, only the clear voice of Anle echoes.

As expected.

After An Le maintained the posture of saluting and bowing for a while, she felt that there was really no time to respond.

Only slowly straightened up.

However, just after he straightened his body.

The stone figurine seemed to no longer look at the distance, no longer overlooking the world that belonged to him, but looked at An Le, although he still smiled, but the smile was a little gentle.

"good."

A soft voice, with reverberation, rang in An Le's ears.

It was like a thunder that cut through time, space and time.

An Le narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the stone figurine, as if at this moment, the stone figurine seemed to come alive.

This stone figurine... is alive?
Anle took a deep breath.

But at this moment, the green mountain of bamboo sword at the waist, accompanied by the voice of the stone figurine, began to tremble slightly, then floated up, galloped towards the stone figurine, and floated in front of the stone figurine.

Behind the stone figurines is a quiet stone path, which spreads all the way to the top of the mountain.

However, An Le was not in a hurry to climb the mountain. What he was concerned about at the moment was whether the stone figurine was still alive.

Does the First Emperor, who brought the world into one and unified the world ten thousand years ago, really still have the will to survive in the world!

If this is the case, it is really incredible.

According to Zhao Huangting's popularization, the limit for nine-level practitioners is only [-] years, and they can increase their lifespan only after breaking through the tenth level, but they can't achieve longevity.

For practitioners, it is incredible to be able to live for a thousand years.

Although it may be easier to preserve the will, it is naturally extremely terrifying to be able to preserve it for thousands of years.

"Those who can grasp the green mountains must have the arrogance to not fear the immortals."

"If you dare to kill the immortals in the sky, you can become a swordsman in the world."

"The solitary sword, the solitary will, are all in the green hills."

The faint voice seemed to surge along the long river of eternal time, resounding in Anle's ears, and above the green mountains and mountains, there was a sudden gust of wind.

An Le saw the green hill floating in front of the stone figurine, and slowly put it on the stone figurine's waist.

Just like wearing it on Anle's waist all the time.

Like the overlapping of two figures.

An Le only felt a roar in his heart, and then, looking at the stone figurines, he felt a distinctive transformation on the stone figurines.

It seems to have a close connection with the stone figurines.

Under the understanding, An Le raised his hand and grabbed the emperor stone figurine!

Rumble!
The whole green hill was shaking, and the majestic sword energy kept howling, as if there were countless fairy souls buried in the green hill roaring.

An Le carried the emperor's stone figurines on his shoulders and set foot on the stone steps above the green hill.

In an instant...

An invisible wind and wave suddenly swept away, blowing away the dead leaves on the moss-covered stone steps, revealing a stone path that no one has stepped on for thousands of years.

The moss marks are upper-level green.

On the green hill, a group of terracotta warriors in green clothes climbed the green hill.

When An Le stepped on the stone steps, he felt a special force surging from the hidden mountains on the stone steps of Qingshan Mountain!

Another blurry figure appeared in front of his eyes, and the pressure of the immortal was like a mountain.

However, the emperor stone figurine carried by An Le seemed to hand out a sword, a pure and overbearing sword intent surged, and in an instant, the phantom of the immortal was directly chopped off.

An Le only felt that there seemed to be a trace of sword intent in his dantian inner alchemy, which gathered into tiny golden alchemy like rice grains.

An Le felt a little tired after just ascending the first step.

If one wants to climb to the top of the green hill, there are at least ten thousand steps...

Can he get to the top?
As soon as such thoughts surfaced, An Le drove them out of his mind without hesitation.

Just go, just climbed the mountain, why think so much?
Do your best to carry this stone figurine of the emperor ten thousand years ago to the top of the mountain.

Letting out a breath, Anle took another step.

After crossing another step, another fairy phantom appeared, and the coercion swept across like the sky collapsed.

However, above the stone figurines, the sword shines again.

The immortal was beheaded and blood was spilled!

Within Anle's dantian, the Golden Core of Sword Intent is a little bit stronger.

Climb a ladder and cut an immortal.

Kill an immortal in one step.

An Le carried the emperor's stone figurines to a total of ten steps, killing ten immortals in ten steps, An Le's state also reached the extreme, and his whole body, blood, mind and spirit could no longer support him to continue.

However, An Le found that under such circumstances, the training of his body and soul seemed to have a huge increase.

On the tenth step, there is a gentle breeze above the green hills.

The stone figurine of the emperor fell, and An Le sat cross-legged, gasping for breath.

Inside the dantian, the golden elixir of sword intent, the size of a grain of rice, was floating quietly.

This is a very majestic and powerful force.

That kind of sword intent is filled with a kind of divinity.

If it weren't for the divine sword body, An Le might not be able to gather the sword intent revealed when the emperor's stone figurine beheaded an immortal.

And this sword intent may be Anle's great opportunity to attack Qingshan this time.

The world is quiet.

An Le no longer continued to climb, and there was no fairy vision emerging on the green hill.

The stone figurines of the emperor stood quietly on the steps, as if watching the clouds and mist dissipate, and saw the clear scenery of the sky and the earth, but the scenery outside was a chaotic one.

An Le sat on the stone steps and raised her head to look at the emperor's stone figurine, as if she saw a ray of nostalgia on the face of the stone figurine.

Suddenly, looking at the An Le of the stone figurines, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It's not that the stone figurines came to life.

Instead, An Le saw the body of the stone figurine, and there was a little bit of purple aura that permeated and intertwined at the beginning, and gradually gathered into a ray of time like agarwood.

Aging? !

An Le's eyes narrowed, and his heart beat violently.

On top of the stone figurines... can also condense the spirit of time?
Is the age of this noble emperor old?
Facing such age, what is there to hesitate about An Le?
With a heartbeat, it is natural to try to absorb this ray of time.

No matter whether you can succeed or not, when the opportunity is in front of you, at least try.

An Le is also very clear about the nature of absorbing the energy of time, the stronger the cultivation base, the harder it is to absorb the energy of age.

Unless An Le's cultivation gradually improves.

Logically speaking, there is no need for An Le to think about this ray of purple-gold age, and he will definitely not be able to absorb it.

but……

It was beyond An Le's expectations.

This wisp of purple-gold time energy is like a bamboo leaf that has been gently plucked, only for a moment, it wraps around Anle's fingertips, and finally diffuses into Anle's eyebrow Niwan Palace little by little.

Gray age, golden age, now... An Le seems to have discovered a new age.

Purple and golden years.

Close your eyes slightly, everything in the world seems to disappear before your eyes.

Only a wisp of purple-gold smoke remained, turning into a purple-gold incense stick.

Purple-gold smoke curled up...

It seems that a stone is thrown in the years, shaking the picture like a light wave.

……

……

The earth was devastated, the mountains collapsed, the river stopped flowing, the dark sky was torn apart, and the turbulent sea water hung upside down from the broken sky and poured into the world!
Behind the shattered sky.

There are one after another immortal figures shrouded in white light, densely packed and endless.

But behind that scene, there was a larger figure, as if looking down on the bloody world from outside the sky.

There is a huge dragon body as huge as a mountain across the sky, but it is still bleeding, spilling blood like a river, and it is difficult to hide the tendency of falling.

With a mournful cry, it finally smashed into the ground, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains to shake, and the sky darkened and the clouds destroyed.

On the land of the world, the fortified black-armored army brandished long spears, held swords at their waists, and wore armor, roaring again and again.

An Le looked down, and he saw a spear sticking out of his chest. The spear was covered with words written in ancient characters. Immortal energy lingered on it, but it was watered by blood and lost the immortality. meaning.

There was no pain coming from the wound, because An Le knew that he was only looking at the pictures left over from the years from the perspective of a bystander.

But the shock that this picture gave him was really majestic.

He seemed to have crossed the barrier of time and the changes of the years, returned to the land ten thousand years ago, and saw that shocking battle that was not recorded in the classics.

Looking forward along the gaze of this body, even though this body is on the verge of death, the eyes are still fanatical.

As far as the eye can see, there is a green hill, which towers into the sky.

On the top of the mountain, there is a burly figure of the emperor dressed in a black robe, with a majestic aura, like a brilliant sun, illuminating the dim world, holding a sword in his hand, and pointing at the figure walking out from behind the shattered sky. Densely packed fairy!

"Gu is the emperor of the world, not the emperor!"

"The sky belongs to the sky, and the world belongs to the world!"

"If the sky wants to intervene in the human world, then the orphan will turn the sky into the human world!"

"From then on, there will be no emperor in the world!"

"Gu, cut down the sky today!"

……

An Le didn't really hear it.

However, as the magnificent and shocking words fell, the blood in this body boiled involuntarily.

The emperor of the world is not the emperor!
God!

Although he was not clear about the situation ten thousand years ago, on this day, An Le really saw the dominance and heroism of the first emperor of all ages!
And the most important thing is that the army's admiration and trust for the emperor, following the roar of the emperor standing on the top of the mountain, he gave the order to cut down the sky.

All the soldiers under the armor roared again and again.

As a powerful practitioner, the general soared to the sky, without fear of the coercion of the immortals, and killed the immortals!

There is even an army of goblins who belong to the first emperor, and face the immortals and heavenly soldiers!
The tragic war has killed people bloodied, and the sky is no longer blue.

Like a doomsday.

Compared with the battle of moving south that I watched at the beginning, this battle against heaven represents the unyieldingness of the first emperor. Even in the face of immortals, he never flinched, never surrendered, and would not give up the world to every plant and tree. !
At the end of the screen, An Le saw the final sword.

The Emperor Xuanyi, who was panicking like a rising sun, raised his sword towards the sky.

With that sword, countless immortals shed blood and fell to the world.

That sword illuminates the world and expels darkness.

That sword, like a spark ignited in the world, burned up to the sky, burning all the immortals and nine heavens.

……

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In Jianchi Palace.

Three days and three nights passed in a blink of an eye.

The sword aura lingering on the surface of Jianchi Lake has already begun to dissipate slowly, and the sword aura formed by the three first-grade swords has already disappeared without a trace.

The people by the lake who had been comprehending also stopped their comprehension, and all of them had expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

Lu Shisan felt that he had gained a lot, and his cultivation had even improved a little, and he had the urge and confidence to hit the six realms.

Lu Ziwei, holding the star sword in her hand, trembled her long eyelashes, and stood up from the lakeside with her slender body. Her black eyebrows could not help but frown, staring at the calm Jianchi Lake.

If she remembers correctly, Anle has been in the lake for three days and three nights, why is there still no movement...

Is there any accident?
But her cultivation base is really not enough, she can't find out what's going on at the bottom of the lake, and she doesn't dare to jump out to find out with her soul.

By the lakeside, Su Muzhe, Wang Yansheng and Wan Jieliu did not leave, they were still sitting cross-legged, waiting for the situation at the bottom of the lake.

The breath of An Le disappeared, although Zhao Huangting was worried at first, but then he felt that nothing happened, so he left again and went to Dali Kingdom.

The three of them couldn't leave in peace.

Suddenly, Su Muzhe opened his eyes slightly, and a sword energy surged out of his body: "I can feel it."

Wang Yansheng's old face also showed a touch of joy and relief: "It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die!"

Not only them, everyone's eyes are looking at the center of Jianchi Lake.

It can be seen that a vortex appeared on the calm surface of Jianchi Lake, and the vortex swirled around. Finally, there was a roar, and an extremely bright sword light burst out from the bottom of the lake, cut into the sky, and poured into the water. Above the sky!
Majestic majesty, invincible, domineering and unparalleled...

This sword light made everyone feel oppressed, and even gave birth to a sense of surrender.

It pours into the sky, as if it wants to cut off all the stars in the sky!
The bottom of Jianchi Lake.

The old sword master's beard and hair were flying, and the Chengying sword had been swept back, and he fastened it to his waist again.

Looking at the sword light rushing into the sky, the old sword master's eyes were full of complex colors.

"Qingshan, so... is this the secret in Qingshan?"

"It's no wonder that Zhao Huangting was unable to make a move for Qingshan four times in a row. No wonder no one has made a move for Qingshan for so many years..."

"It's too heavy, the meaning carried by this sword is too heavy..."

The old sword master sighed, with a look of melancholy on his face.

He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for An Le to control such a sword.

The history of the fault that has been covered in dust over the years is unknown even to the old sword master, and it is difficult to trace back.

But it is undeniable that those who can wield this sword definitely have a charm worthy of Jianchi Palace's entire bet.

"Dare to wield a sword and kill the gods, isn't this the joy and spirit that a swordsman in the world seeks?"

The old sword master laughed lightly.

The seven-star ryongyon plunged into the bottom of Jianchi Lake, and fell silent again.

And the silkworm chrysalis formed by the condensed sword energy was completely cut open, revealing the unscathed young figure inside the silkworm chrysalis.

The young man showed his sharpness at this moment, holding the bamboo sword, but there were spots of immortal energy curling up on the bamboo sword, very immortal blood.

The blood was transpiring, and as far as the old sword master could see, eleven drops of immortal blood had disappeared.

The sword light on the bamboo sword is a bit sharper, it seems to show an extremely domineering sharpness!

Wiping off the immortal blood on the sword is the beginning of this ancient sword.

An Le in the silkworm chrysalis opened her eyes.

He saw the old sword master in linen with his hands behind his back, and nodded.

Then, holding the green mountain, he waved it in front of him.

Every drop of water in Jianchi Lake contains sword energy, and at this moment, as An Le swung out of the green hill, all the sword energy rushed into the sky, engulfing every drop of lake water.

Then the water in the lake appeared, all suspended in the air.

On the shore of the lake.

All the disciples of Jianchi Palace were incomparably shocked, and the geniuses on the Star List of Dali Kingdom were also dumbfounded.

Such an impactful picture naturally made it difficult for them to calm down.

And that was hung upside down under the lake in the sky.

An Le holds the green mountain in one hand, and returns to the nest with the swallow in the other.

The ink pool and Ding Fengbo hang on the waist.

Step by step out from the bottom of the lake.

On the shore of the lake.

The swords in everyone's hands seemed to be trembling unceasingly, and they let out a clear sword cry, as if they were about to surrender, and the jingling sound continued continuously.

After experiencing the great grief of the sword bell ringing 36 times, the swords in the entire Jinguan City are now trembling with excitement.

Everyone's eyes were in a trance.

It's like seeing a human emperor who is proud of his bones forever, his sword spirit is still there, and he is not afraid of the sky or the sky.

From the long river of years with turbulent waves.

Step by step out.

Tour the world that belongs to the emperor.

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