Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 164 A sword hangs the long river of time, and the invincible force swallows the dragon veins of Yuanmeng 【Ask monthly ticket】

The thick blood turned into a blood mist and dispersed, and the pungent blood lingered endlessly in the night air.

Gu Huangquan never thought that An Le's sword could be so powerful. Is this a sword of the five realms?
He easily tore open the mountain of qi and blood condensed by the fusion of qi and blood with innate aura in the Seventh Realm of Body Forging, and even twisted his arm to pieces!
Not even a piece of complete flesh and blood was left behind, the epidermis, meridians, and spiritual bones were all twisted into blood powder under the blow of a sword!
Not only that, but the sword intent and sword energy contained in An Le's broken bamboo sword continued to penetrate into his body along the wound, scurrying through his meridians, trying to destroy his flesh and blood tissue, and destroy his body. vitality.

The pain instantly clung to Gu Huangquan's mind, his eyes were ferocious and scarlet, and he was rushed out by the huge power carried by the sword energy.

The vision of the monster tiger transformed by five-level qi and blood was so powerful that even he, a seven-level body forging practitioner, felt that it was hard to match.

This guy... what a monster!
Sword intent, invincible momentum, and the ancient demons and five birds who had truly stepped into the realm of perfection, at this moment, unimaginable power burst forth.

It was just one sword, which directly smashed Gu Huangquan's arm, making him completely lose his fighting power.

Gu Huangquan was directly annihilated by the power of the Buddha's pupil of time when he was walking in the world of Lanke Temple, the monk Huikong, and now he was cut off by Anle.

Both arms are hard to recover. For Gu Huangquan, it is naturally not a small blow, and it has a great impact on his combat power.

Gu Huangquan's head was covered with beads of sweat stained with blood.

On his neck, blue veins were bulging, and black lines were intertwined on his face. He stared at An Le, and the attention in his eyes was even more important than walking in Lanke Temple.

Gu Huangquan had already attached great importance to An Le, but he never thought that An Le... was even more terrifying than he imagined!
Anle's combat power can be glimpsed with a single sword strike, and it is impossible to distinguish it according to practitioners who have just entered the sixth realm.

This is a peerless arrogance!

Da Zhao's little saint list may not have any reference value, but if An Le is placed on the list of other countries, he will definitely be able to stand at the top!

Gu Huangquan, who had both arms broken, was panting violently.

The qi and blood in his body squirmed, like a vicious dragon, fighting with An Le's sword energy, suppressing An Le's sword energy completely.

However, in order to suppress this sword energy, his strength naturally became weaker and weaker.

An Le stood quietly on the spot, maintaining the posture of handing out a sword, and there was no happiness or sadness on her face.

He didn't defeat Gu Huangquan's joy in the slightest, because this sword can be said to be a blow with all his strength in his five-level state. Of course, this is the power of the heart sword that has not included the six-level state.

But if you count the power of the heart sword, it can only be called the power of the six realms.

An Le took it for granted that such a sword cut off Gu Huangquan's arm.

After all, An Le defeated the invincible young Emperor Yuan of the Five Realms in the battle puppet space. When the young Emperor Yuan was in the Five Realms, he was able to kill the existence of the Seven Realms!
Of course, Gu Huangquan is also a genius, and his seven realms are naturally not ordinary seven realms.

That's why An Le's sword didn't kill him, otherwise, the sword just now, with the sword intent of Chixin Mountain and River, penetrated into his body, it would be enough to kill his vitality.

Although monk Huikong, who was on the ground, was blind, he clearly felt the image of An Le smashing Gu Huangquan with his sword.

My heart is also somewhat shocked.

An Le shook off a drop of blood stained on the green hill of the bamboo sword, and the moment the thrown blood burst, An Le's figure jumped out, blood and innate aura diffused out of the body, intertwined into the image of a demonic ape !
An Le stepped on the footsteps, and the nimble magic ape pulled out afterimages on the ground!
Murderous intent surged out of An Le's heart.

A sword stabbed out again, and the sword intent of Chixin Mountain and River melted into the sword.

boom! ! !
The sword energy all over the ground was transpiring, like a bullfight, the brilliant sword light and sword energy made the dark dense forest brighten up all of a sudden!

Gu Huangquan's body was slightly lowered on the ground, and there were more and more black lines flowing from his body, and finally, his skin turned completely black!
His eyes were scarlet, and his skin was as black as ink.

Two fleshy buns protruded from the back, and with the sound of flesh and blood breaking apart, two long, thin black bone arms grew out of the meaty buns!

The corners of Gu Huangquan's lips parted, and his long and thin black bone arms collided with An Le's sword.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and this bone arm was as strong as a peerless magic weapon!
An Le slashed at it with a sword, and the feedback was a spiritual shock. There seemed to be countless dead souls wailing in front of An Le's eyes, as if what he slashed with his sword was not a bone arm, but an endless number of dead souls!
"This is the top sorcery of the Hell Palace, the bone demon's technique."

In the distance, the face of Monk Huikong with blood dripping from his eyes showed a look of hatred and anger!
"The art of bone demon is the art of the most evil. It is one of the three major evil arts created by the ruler of Hell Palace. It needs to refine tens of thousands of dead souls into spirit bones, and let the spirit bones turn into Devil bones, devil bones are like magic weapons, every attack contains a mental attack!"

"The bone demon magic mastered by Gu Huangquan only refines his arms, but the number of dead people required is at least [-]!"

Monk Huikong's tone was trembling with unimaginable disgust.

This is the real monster!
The people of Xiliang Kingdom all live in an extremely terrifying environment. They are treated as leeks by these demon heads who are superior. The dead common people survived like pigs and dogs, and became props for sacrificial magic.

An Le frowned slightly, feeling somewhat disgusted in her heart.

He knew that the Xiliang Kingdom was terrifying, but he hadn't set foot there himself, so he couldn't really appreciate the horror in it.

But now, after a fight with the eldest grandson of the emperor, from the simple pair of bone arms, one can get a glimpse of how terrifying this Xiliang country is. It is a country where real demons are rampant!

How many souls have to be sacrificed for such a sorcery!

The green mountain of the bamboo sword trembled slightly, and the sword was alive. At this moment, it seemed to release a wave of anger.

A swordsman with a sword is a chivalrous man, and a chivalrous man draws his sword when the road is uneven.

There are too many injustices in the world, which cannot be eliminated at all. However, the injustices you see can be healed with the sword in your hand.

Asking for a mastery of ideas is for a swordsman.

Holding the bamboo sword Qingshan, An Le's murderous intent towards Gu Huangquan became more and more intense.

Such a demon, since he has seen it, don't get rid of it, but keep it to harm the world?

An Le stood in the forest, and the surrounding sword energy continuously shot up into the sky, like sharp snakes roaring and intertwining.

It seems that there is a fine grid of sword energy, intertwined into a tornado.

Gu Huangquan's scarlet eyes narrowed... His voice became hoarse, and endless madness could be heard in the hoarseness.

"An Le! I know you are very evil, if you are in the seventh realm, I must not be your opponent, but...you are not in the seventh realm!"

"You who are in the fifth realm, I am afraid that you can kill the ordinary seventh realm, but I am not an ordinary seventh realm!"

"I will definitely kill you and devour your flesh and blood. Your soul alone is worth the souls of tens of thousands of people in a city. Let my body and torso be completely sacrificed to become the body of a bone demon!"

Gu Huangquan's killing intent rolled, and he shot out instantly, turning into a black light.

The black bone arm that grew out from behind, ten fingers, like sharp spears, stabbed fiercely towards Anle, and the intertwined sword energy collided with the bone arm, and they were torn apart one after another!
An Le lowered his eyes and let go of Qing Shan's hand.

The green mountain of the bamboo sword suddenly floated up.

An Le didn't intend to engage in a fierce confrontation with Gu Huangquan, who showed bone demon magic, it was meaningless, he still needed to climb the mountain, take a look at the scenery on the top of the mountain, and see the gift left by the holy master.

It has been a long time since the sunset, and the stars climbed high above the sky, as if they were spinning hastily, waiting for the rising sun tomorrow.

At that time, climbers can feel the prosperity of the rising sun and bathe in the pure morning light that cleanses the soul.

The bamboo sword and the green mountains gradually hummed, and the sword energy entwined continuously on the bamboo sword. An Le didn't use the Chixin Mountains and Rivers sword intent he had felt, he was imitating a sword that was once revived in the green mountains before Yuanmeng Dadu. The sword cast by the peerless emperor.

An Le closed his eyes, [Eternal Wizard] Dao Fruit kept surging, and the light curtain danced in front of his eyes.

A ray of time energy that has not been selected to be blessed was mobilized by him, circulated in his body, wandered among the meridians, and finally diffused into the green mountains of bamboo swords.

An Le raised his hand and tapped lightly.

The sword body hummed and trembled, the yellowed bamboo sword was actually covered in gray, from the yellowish color to the whole body gray, as if time had passed, smudged by the breath of the years.

This sword incorporated what An Le had learned after talking with the holy master, the control over the energy of time.

The sword energy blends into the time energy.

With a tap of the fingers, there is a faint shape of a sword hanging from a long river!

What is hanging is that time goes by!

With a grin all over his face, Gu Huangquan stretched out his pitch-black bone arm, and at this moment, collided with the bamboo sword shrouded in ashes.

The magic bone that sacrificed countless souls and made it collided with the sword.

Unexpectedly, cracks suddenly emerged, and the cracks interweaved like spider webs, and instantly clung to the two bone arms.

The smirk on Gu Huangquan's face disappeared almost instantly, and a hint of confusion flickered in his scarlet eyes.

This sword...he seems to have seen the power of the pupils of the Buddha of Time that monk Huikong displayed at the cost of his eyes!

The arms of the indestructible Bone Demon began to shatter...a little bit of shattering into powder!

Gu Huangquan felt that time seemed to slow down at this moment. After the sword shattered the bone arm, it diffused into his body, passed through his body, and pierced through his vigorous and powerful heart, which was a seven-level forged body. Take away all the vitality in the heart.

puff!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Gu Huangquan fell to the ground, his whole body was soaked in blood.

In the shattered bone arm, countless dead souls floated like fireflies in the dark night, and there seemed to be a sad song lingering between the heaven and the earth.

Gu Huangquan struggled to get up, but he felt that the vitality in his heart was disappearing, and his skin, his hair, and his body began to grow old, as if time had cut him with a sword and cut his body Time to deprive.

"you……"

Gu Huangquan looked up at An Le blankly.

"This... this is the Saint Master... that future sword energy?"

Gu Huangquan's mouth was dripping with fresh blood, and the blood in his eyes had all receded, and the fear of unwillingness and approaching death suddenly appeared in his eyes.

It turned out that those who died at his hands were so afraid, and it turned out that death was such a painful thing.

An Le didn't answer him, this is the power of time...

It is actually different from the future sword energy.

The future sword energy left by the holy master is actually a sign for An Le to control the energy of time, but now it can be used as a cover for An Le to use the energy of time.

An Le is so happy.

The spirit of time is the strength of his trump card. It is naturally the best if others can make up an explanation.

"If you think it is, then it is."

An Le said lightly.

Hearing this, Gu Huangquan let out a long breath, and a hint of relief gradually appeared in his eyes.

The bamboo sword Qingshan returned to his hands, beheaded Gu Huangquan with one sword, and An Le also felt the tyranny of the spirit of time.

Bamboo Sword and Qingshan seem to be exhausted at this moment.

As the lord of Qingshan, An Le could feel the fatigue from the sword. Obviously... it is not an easy task to bear the air of time.

Even a precious sword like the Bamboo Sword Qingshan can't hold too much.

This is just a wisp of time energy, if the amount of time energy increases, Anle even doubts whether the green hill will collapse.

An Le, who is dressed in white and wins snow, wears the green mountain back to her waist.

He didn't look at Gu Huangquan, who had lost all life in his eyes and was completely dead. He looked at the firefly-like souls spilling out from the shattered demon bones, and looked at the monk Huikong who was in the deep pit.

"Master, these souls... will be saved by you."

An Le said.

"Amitabha, leave everything to the little monk."

Walking in the world of Lanke Temple, his eyes were bleeding, and there was a smile on his pale face.

Gu Huangquan's death made him feel relieved.

The death of a demon head is of course of great benefit to the common people in the world.

"Thank you."

Monk Huikong clasped his palms together and made a bow.

An Le has already turned around, with white robes fluttering, and walked slowly towards the Yuanshen clone of the fourth mountain master in the distance.

"Master, you don't need to thank me, I have greatness in my heart, and it is also my duty to eliminate demons."

Monk Huikong smiled, the corners of his lips curled up, and he began to chant Buddhist scriptures to save these dead souls like fireflies.

When a person dies, his soul is as small and weak as a firefly between heaven and earth.

An Le walked up to the soul clone of the fourth mountain master, and the radiant soul of the fourth mountain master looked at An Le and smiled slightly: "The fourth mountain master, Li Xuanji."

The fifth mountain lord is named Gu Haitang, the fourth mountain lord is named Li Xuanji...

An Le's eyes flickered. The process of climbing the seventh mountain was actually a process of getting to know several other mountain owners.

After receiving the incomplete order of the fourth mountain lord floating in front of the graceful figure of the fourth mountain lord, An Le clasped his fists and bowed.

So he walked out of the checkpoint area set up by the fourth mountain master and continued to climb the mountain.

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Gu Huangquan's death was like a small pebble thrown in a long river, stirring up a few insignificant waves.

Halfway up the mountain, Gu Naihe, who was swaying his plump waist and buttocks, took down the incomplete mountain lord Ling from the fourth mountain lord, suddenly his delicate body trembled, his long eyelashes trembled, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Dead, why did I die... Do I want to avenge you? Forget it, let's celebrate for you, congratulate you for finally dying." Gu Naihe muttered to himself.

His white palms slapped lightly, humming a tune deep in his memory, dancing his body, and walked towards a higher place on Fusong Mountain.

Gu Huangquan was the eldest grandson of the emperor of Xiliang Kingdom. He died on the climbing road of the Seventh Mountain, and naturally the waves caused would not be small.

Lin'an Mansion, within the imperial city.

The emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne, frowning involuntarily.

"This son... has already been able to kill the seventh realm with his own strength."

Qin Lishi also took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, what you should be concerned about at this moment is not this son's combat power, but the death of the eldest grandson of the Emperor of Xiliang, whether it will provoke the anger of the prince and emperor of Xiliang, It became an excuse for the crazy father and son to attack Da Zhao."

The emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne, slowly closed his eyes, and rubbed the center of his brows with two fingers.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "You intend to promote an alliance between Xiliang, Dali and Dazhao, so as to jointly fight against the increasingly powerful Yuanmeng Empire."

"Gu Huangquan's death just happened to be an opportunity...you go to the Canglang River in person, and bring a copy of my edict, allowing the ghost messengers and hell kings from the Xiliang Hell Mansion to set foot on the territory of Dazhao to avenge Gu Huangquan..."

The emperor of the Zhao family slowly opened his eyes and said.

Qin Lishi's face twitched.

He took this edict and went to the Canglang River battlefield, fearing that Li You'an's Qianbaidu would stab him with a thousand swords!

Li Youan's Flying Tiger Army was facing the army of Xiliang madmen, blocking the invasion of those strong men from the Hell Palace in the Xiliang Army. As a result, Emperor Da Zhao directly relaxed the conditions and issued an edict, allowing the ghost messengers of the Hell Palace and the King of Hades Entry...

Once the edict of the king of a country is issued, it is equivalent to agreeing to the entry of the ghost messenger and the king of hell. The national fortune of Dazhao acquiesces in their entry. Before the evil people such as ghost messengers and Hades entered the border of Dazhao, they would definitely cause trouble. The vigilance of Lai Guoyun made it difficult for them to hide their aura, and Li Youan's Flying Tiger Army could quickly respond and go to stop it.

But now, with the approval of the imperial edict, the natural entry can hide the aura. You must know that the King of Hades in the Hell Mansion is all strong in the nine realms. Without the vigilance of the national destiny, Li Youan may not be able to discover all of them and stop them all...

How could Li Youan agree to this?
Whoever swims in this muddy water will be unlucky!

"His Majesty……"

Qin Lishi's face was bitter.

"Qin Aiqing, if you complete this matter, you will be promoted to be the grand master of the dynasty. You will truly be under one person and above ten thousand people, and you will share the fortune of the Great Zhao Kingdom."

In the pitch-black Tianxuan Hall, Emperor Dazhao opened and closed his eyes slightly, and said.

"Besides, Li You'an is still Da Zhao's minister. He will not rebel, and it is impossible to rebel, because he has no ability to gather luck. Since he is Da Zhao's minister, my will... even if he is dissatisfied, he can't do it. hinder the operation of my edict."

"Don't worry, Li You'an won't kill you, and he won't have time to kill you. Compared to killing you, he wants to stop a few ghost messengers and Hades from the Hell Palace."

"It just so happens that the ghost messengers from the Hell Palace and the Kings of Hades enter the country to assassinate An Le, and they can hold An Le, an uncertain pawn, for me."

"I won't interfere with my plan any more."

The emperor of the Zhao family rubbed his brows.

On the Baiyu Square, the weak An Le's sword attracted the hero to rush to the sky, smashing his inevitable plan, and leaving a shadow in his heart.

Qin Lishi's heart was really moved by the words of the emperor of the Zhao family.

When the grand master of the court is a first-rank official, it can be said that it is the limit of Dazhao's official position. As the emperor of Dazhao said, he is qualified to share luck.

Why was the Dali national teacher able to reach the peak of the Nine Realms even when his legs were crippled by Xiliang Emperor Gu Baijing?

It is precisely because this national teacher's official position in Dali has reached the extreme, and he has shared Dali's national fortune.

The reason why practitioners are still willing to become courtiers is because they can use the power of luck to strengthen their bodies, understand the power of heaven and earth, and break through the shackles and become stronger.

Yuanmeng Prime Minister Bo Yan, Yang Zhai Wang Ge Lie, Dali National Teacher Lu Yishan and other powerful people all have the ability to transcend one side. Why they still want to enter the court as an official and be inferior to the emperor is the temptation of the fate of the country.

They plan to use the fortune of the country to step out of the highest and higher realm of practice!

To be in charge of the practice sect, to enter the court as an official, and even to ascend the throne as the emperor...in fact, it is all for the sake of practice.

"Sir, obey the order."

Qin Lishi didn't refuse any more, and obeyed the order.

However, Qin Lishi was actually a little puzzled. The emperor of the Zhao family didn't get the heart sword, so should he forcefully take that step?

The immortality of immortal blood is not so easy to suppress.

However, Qin Lishi didn't say much, he lowered his head, received the edict, then withdrew from Tianxuan Palace, and walked towards the outside of Lin'an Mansion.

The emperor of the Zhao family leaned on the throne, his eyes gradually turning cold.

The heart sword has not been obtained, the Tianshi Mansion chose Anle, and the 500-year-old purple qi golden lotus has not been obtained. If he wants to suppress the fairy blood of the immortal, the emperor of the Zhao family can only take a slant.

Although it is very dangerous and there are more uncontrollable factors, but...

As the deadline approached step by step, the emperor who was extremely afraid of death...had to make his choice.

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The night was dark.

Li You'an sat in the military tent, wiping his sword, while Yuanshen leaped into the clouds, overlooking the direction of Fusong Mountain, observing the scene where the world's most talented people gathered in Fusong Mountain to compete for the position of the Seventh Mountain Lord.

Suddenly, he looked back to the other side of the Canglang River.

The black air was overwhelming there, and there was a vaguely lifeless figure, behind which there seemed to be a pile of dead bones forming a blood-flowing river of skeletons.

A figure in a golden python robe, with hands behind his back, a strand of white hair flying, and murderous intent rolling in his eyes.

"Gu Chenglin, do you want to cross the river?"

Li Youan flicked his fingers, surrounded by thousands of Baidu starlight, across the Canglang River, looking at the python-robed figure walking out of the bone temple.

"My son Gu Huangquan is dead."

Gu Chenglin said coldly.

"Climbing the seventh mountain is a risky thing. If you refuse to accept it, you will find trouble with the holy mountain."

Li Youan said calmly with his clothes fluttering.

Gu Chenglin grinned: "What a majestic holy mountain, I can't afford to offend it, and neither can the Xiliang Kingdom, but... I, Gu Chenglin, can't afford to have a good-looking son who gathers demon bones and dies." In Dazhao, I will not make life easier for the person who killed my son."

"What if he becomes the owner of the seventh mountain?"

Li Youan opened his eyes and looked at Gu Chenglin.

Gu Chenglin shook his head: "It's really amazing to be able to kill Gu Huangquan, but I think those geniuses on the Yuanmeng Falcon List are more powerful."

"Then let's wait for the results of the Lord of the Seventh Mountain to come out."

Li Youan said lightly.

Gu Chenglin laughed loudly: "Okay!"

After the words fell, his laughing figure, leaning forward and backward, sucked suddenly.

Like a tornado, surging from Fusong Mountain, those dead souls who were being rescued by monk Huikong were swept away by the tornado like a river, and swept away in the direction of Canglang River.

Among them, there is Gu Huangquan's distorted and terrified face...

In the end, these dead souls, including Gu Huangquan's dead soul, were swallowed up by Xiliang Prince Gu Chenglin in one gulp.

"My good son, come back to your father's body, and your father will avenge you."

After Gu Chenglin swallowed Gu Huangquan and those dead souls, his extremely pale skin became even paler, and two slightly protruding demon bone horns even appeared on his forehead.

Li Youan watched Gu Huangquan's struggling and terrified soul being swallowed up by his biological father Gu Chenglin, and couldn't help uttering two words in disgust: "Crazy."

Gu Chenglin wiped his lips and laughed loudly: "How can you become a demon if you are not crazy?!"

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Monk Huikong sat upright in the sunken deep pit, heaved a long sigh, and then continued to recite Buddhist scriptures facing the quiet dense forest, even though those dead souls had been swept away and could no longer accept his salvation.

An Le, who continued to climb the mountain, seemed to feel something. Turning his head, he saw a terrifying tornado across the night sky, sweeping away the souls of the dead who had been shattered from the demon bones, as well as the souls of Gu Huangquan...

It's like sweeping away a galaxy.

Even Gu Huangquan's screams lingered in the world, as well as a loud laugh from the Canglang River.

An Le frowned slightly, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes, and he also uttered the same words as Li Youan: "Crazy."

Turning his head back, he continued to climb the mountain. The mountain gradually became steeper, and the jagged stones were stepped on by him.

On a big rock, there is a clone of Yuanshen sitting cross-legged, that is the third mountain master.

The moonlight was cold, splashing down from the sky, reflecting this primordial avatar, white and even holy.

When An Le saw the mountain lord, he immediately felt the Haoran Sword Qi that had been extradited, and the Sword Qi of Qingshan merged, surging out involuntarily.

It seemed to echo the figure sitting cross-legged.

An Le looked at the primordial spirit of the second mountain lord in surprise, as if the primordial spirit was composed entirely of Haoran.

The Yuanshen of the second mountain master also looked over.

He nodded towards An Le, as if paying tribute to the awe-inspiring sword energy in An Le's body.

An Le clasped her fists and gave a response.

The sound of rustling footsteps resounded all around, and the geniuses who had passed the main checkpoint of the fourth mountain one after another all came from climbing the mountain.

And those who can really go to the third mountain master, there are actually not many people left.

An Le looked over, Ye Wenxi, Wang Qilin, Sima Pudu and other familiar people did not appear, obviously they were brushed off.

Those who have truly passed the test of the Fourth Mountain Master and who have set foot here are Shaoguanyin from Ganye Temple, Daozi from Zhenwuguan, Gu Naihe from Xiliang Kingdom, and Tie Lie, Wotai, and Boqi from the Yuanmeng Falcon List...

In addition, there is another person who surprised An Le quite a bit, that is Ge Xiao'an, an innocent and romantic girl from the Yuan Meng Empire.

Because, like Anle, this is a place where you can break through the six realms during the mountaineering process, but you have reached this point.

Tie Lie has a burly body, and his eyes exude extreme oppression. His eyes swept over Anle, Shaoguanyin and Daozi. When he saw Boqi, Wotai and Ge Xiao'e, he was not too surprised .

On the contrary, Tuzhen was eliminated, which surprised him slightly, but that was all.

Tuzhen was on the Falcon list, and among the few of them, he was at the bottom of the list.

Wotai stared at Anle, with an undisguised fighting spirit. He once promised Ge Xiao'e that he would ask Anle about the content of Anle's conversation with the holy master from Anle's mouth. Of course.

In the level of the third mountain master, there are only eight geniuses left.

The third mountain lord got up from the boulder, glanced at everyone indifferently, treated everyone equally, his eyes were full of righteousness and surging.

"I originally set up a test for you, but the first mountain lord suggested that we temporarily change the assessment method, so before facing the test of the first mountain lord... the rules of this level are still simple, continue to fight, and the winner will advance .”

The third mountain master said.

After the words fell, four incomplete Mountain Master Orders appeared in his hand.

It means that only four people can continue to climb the mountain and meet the second mountain owner.

"There is no need to explain the rules. Next, determine your opponent."

After the third mountain lord finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and the four incomplete mountain lords split each one in the middle again, turning into eight pieces, and shooting at the eight people respectively.

An Le raised his hand and grabbed the incomplete Shanzhu Ling who had been cut open, raised his eyes, and looked at his opponent...

Following the induction of the Mountain Lord's order, Wo Tai looked at An Le, grinning with a fanatical and excited smile.

"God help me too!"

"Little Goose, I will do what I promised you."

Wo Tai looked at Ge Xiao'e, clenched the incomplete mountain lord's command tightly, and his eyes were blazing.

On the other side, Tie Lie looked at his opponent, the princess of Xiliang, Gu Naihe, her eyes were full of regret and loss.

He wanted to confront An Le, but unfortunately, fate was not the time.

He looked at Wotai and said: "Wotai, if you can kill him, kill him. I feel insulted to His Majesty from him, don't let him live!"

"I know." Wotai responded excitedly.

An Le quietly stood where he was. It seemed that these geniuses in the Yuanmeng Empire's falcon list had a strong murderous intent towards him.

An Le's eyes fell on Tie Lie. Maybe this person sensed something. The war puppet copied the young Emperor Yuan. This person has the blood of Emperor Yuan?
On the other side, Shao Guanyin's opponent is Biqi, and Zhenwu Guandaozi's opponent is Ge Xiao'e.

The opponents of the eight players are all determined.

The third mountain lord raised his hand and tapped lightly, and suddenly there was a mighty surge, and when he fell down, he actually divided the eight people into four areas, each of them could watch each other's battle situation, but they couldn't affect each other.

Anle and Wotai are in the same area.

The battlefield has just been divided, and the fighting intent in the eyes of Wotai, who is wearing a sheepskin jacket, almost condenses into a real stream of water.

Tie Lie didn't make a move, but folded his hands on his chest, his burly figure stared at the battlefield where An Le was with serious eyes.

Gu Naihe has flaming red lips and a charming figure, but she doesn't mind being ignored by Tie Lie. She also has bright eyes, looking at An Le, the young man who killed her brother.

There was no hatred in her eyes, and there was even a blaze in her eyes. She wished that her whole body could melt into the blaze of An Le's body, and her tongue stretched out involuntarily, licking the corners of her lips.

Shao Guanyin and Birch did not confront each other either, and they also chose to watch the battle.

Daozi and Ge Xiao'e naturally had no desire to fight, and Ge Xiao'e knew that he had no chance of winning. Instead, he looked forward to watching the battle between An Le and Wo Tai.

Under the attention of all parties.

Wotai, who was at the peak of the Double Six Realms, stared at An Le's sheepskin jacket and threw it up abruptly. Under the jacket, there were densely packed blades hidden.

With a shake of the jacket, countless blades fell down like dragon scales, densely intertwined, clanging and clanging, under the sudden pressure of Wotai's palm, overwhelmingly came towards Anle for fine cutting.

The mind, energy and blood contained in each blade are extremely powerful, like ferocious wolves on the prairie!

Vaguely, there seemed to be an earth-colored dragon vein power intertwined and entangled behind his back, increasing his blood and mind!
Emperor Yuanmeng, who had completely refined the eight dragon veins of the Middle Earth, directly fed back the power of this dragon vein to all the subjects of the Yuanmeng Empire.

The dragon veins obtained by geniuses have increased even more!
The pinnacle of the double six realms of Wotai, exercise your body and watch the sea of ​​​​qi, and refine your spirit!

At this moment, the vigor displayed was much stronger than Gu Huangquan who was at the seventh level of body forging.

Facing the densely packed flying knives, An Le tapped his fingers, and the sword energy intertwined all over his body. Every wisp of sword energy collided with the flying knives, and there was a roar, and the sword energy and the knife energy wreaked havoc.

This blade is obviously made of special materials, and it is extremely strong. After bearing the impact of the sword energy, the rotation becomes more violent, but the power is even greater!
Surprise appeared in An Le's eyes, these blades actually condensed into a formation!

Wotai was in the distance, with seals on both hands, and a cold look in his eyes: "You are so confident that you stand still and let me set up a 'wave knife formation'. Under the formation, all your attacks can only It will increase the power of the formation, and finally, the power of the formation will climb to a level that you can hardly resist!"

"You... will be killed by yourself!"

"Little Goose wants to know what you talked with the holy master, so I will give you a chance to live, tell me the content of your conversation with the holy master, and also, show the puppet, I want to see you Whether the puppet... is related to His Majesty, I will let you live."

Wotai said lightly.

An Le glanced at the extremely confident Wo Tai, with surprise in his eyes.

An Le didn't say much, and brought up the bamboo sword and the green mountain. In the dantian, the sea of ​​air boiled, and the vision of the monster and tiger appeared. With a sword, the heart of the sword melted into the vision of the monster and tiger!

Like a painting of tigers roaring mountains and rivers with a single stroke, Yu Anle's surrounding swords were like ink, and they slammed into the sword array.

The impacting blade formation suddenly inflated like an inflated balloon.

Wo Tai's eyes narrowed, the power contained in this sword was actually comparable to the attack of a seven-level practitioner!

This sword almost breaks through the sword array!

Wo Tai took a deep breath, and in the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, the primordial spirit competed for the eyes, and the mind vented and poured into the knife array.

However, not enough!

An Le's sword was aimed at breaking the formation!

The sun is long, and Wotai, which is already at the peak of the Six Realms, at this moment, with the help of the skyrocketing sun, lifts his figure straight into the clouds, roams the world, and feels free!

Wotai, who had entered the Seventh Realm of God Refinement, grinned, his mind suddenly strengthened, making it easier for him to control the wave saber formation.

The array was running, and the countless blades were clanging, the rotation speed became faster and faster, and the air that was cut was shattered.

Anle's sword with all his strength was transformed into the power of the formation, and with double the sharpness, he suppressed and slashed at Anle's body!
Wo Tai's eyes were cold, he clenched his five fingers, and the dense array of blades shrank suddenly, cutting and devouring the space around An Le, like a cage of death, shrinking little by little.

"I'll give you one last chance! You answer or don't answer!"

He just wanted to make Ge Xiao's wish come true, that's all.

The sword that An Le handed out was fruitless, and the frowning brows slowly relaxed: "I thought your formation could transform power infinitely, so the degree of power transformed is related to your cultivation level... "

"Since this is the case, won't this formation be broken if it exceeds the limit force that your cultivation base can bear?"

Anle smiled.

At this moment, he did not choose to use his time energy.

First of all, the energy of time is a burden on Zhujian Qingshan. In addition, Anle mobilizes the energy of time to fight against the enemy, which consumes a lot of mind. The saint once said that the power of time is very powerful, and it is one of the top forces in the world.

If Anle hadn't had a light curtain, she wouldn't be able to mobilize the power of time at all, and it's understandable that it consumes a lot.

Of course, another reason is that An Le is now in the light curtain, but the accumulated time energy that can be blessed has been exhausted, and there is only a ray of golden time energy extracted from the saint. This ray of time energy... An Le I can't bear the use of tyranny here.

Throwing the bamboo sword from the green hills, An Le pointed his fingers at the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, and when the eyebrows opened and closed, there was a long glow.

The Heart Sword of the Six Realms seemed to be handed out from the mind space, overlapping with the bamboo sword Qingshan.

The demon tiger roars, the heart sword is glazed, and the sword is picturesque!

The three are intertwined, and at this moment, the sword light that bursts out is dazzling!
When An Le hadn't handed out the sword, but with a thought, the war puppet appeared directly beside Wo Tai.

Inside and outside... launched an attack at the same time!

Wotai suddenly turned his head to look at the burly war puppet who appeared out of nowhere beside him. The pupils under the silver mask were filled with endless indifference. Just one glance made the blood in Wotai's body run cold.

A two-pointed spear that was as black as ink suddenly overlapped and merged into one, and the first spear was stabbed in an instant.

Between life and death, Wotai let out a roar, and at this moment, the qi and blood of the six realms broke through the shackles, moved the mountain of qi and blood, and floated around his body.

However, when the black spear hit the Mountain of Qi and Blood, the power in the spear was like a black thunder that could pierce the mountain!

Wotai was pierced with a spear!

at the same time.

An Le's sword also reached the limit of the wave knife formation, and Wotai's mind and soul were severely injured, covered with cracks, as if he had been knocked down from the carefree clouds.

The blood sprayed out from the mouth, and the whole person fell into endless daze.

Heart swords overlap with bamboo swords and green mountains, and one sword forms mountains and rivers, passing by in an instant.

Under the colorful sword light, Wotai's head flew high.

There was still a daze in Wo Tai's eyes, he never thought that he would die like this.

That black and mysterious puppet.

And An Le's terrifying sword that merged into the heart sword...

All of them are irresistible to him.

Behind him, the power of the blessed dragon veins, with the flying of Wotai's head, the heart was pierced and collapsed instantly.

But the power of the dragon veins that was about to collapse was swallowed up by the invincible golden dragon that emerged above An Le's head, and the invincible power became more and more powerful and majestic.

Dang Wotai's head flew high and fell to the ground.

The entire Fusong Mountain was silent.

Qingshan flew back, Anle shook off the blood stains on it, and put it on his waist. In addition, the half of the incomplete mountain master order in the nest also flew up, fell into his hands, and combined with the half in his hand. as one.

After finishing all these in a leisurely manner, An Le turned his head to look at Tie Lie in the distant battlefield separated by awe-inspiring righteousness.

"If you want to know the content of my conversation with the holy master, it seems...you are not worthy."

"As for the puppet...you can take a look at it."

ps: During this period of time in my hometown, I am not used to using a notebook to code words. The writing may be a bit awkward. I can adjust it when I go back. The two-in-one chapter is a big chapter. Please ask for a monthly ticket and a recommendation ticket for support!
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