Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years
Chapter 184 Time Qi Helps the Half-Demon Qingming
Chapter 184 Time Qi Helps the Half-Demon Qingming
The sky was dyed bloody by the blood energy of the half-demon, as if there were six huge pools of blood gurgling out in mid-air!
The six pools of blood were supposed to keep approaching An Le, but in the end the six half-demon powerhouses unleashed a powerful attack, suppressing and beheading An Le.
However, within ten feet of Anle, he suddenly stopped and stopped moving.
A little bit of confusion involuntarily appeared in the eyes of each half-monster filled with blood and violence. Although it was a confused luster, it represented the light of wisdom.
An Le used the [Monster Hunting] Dao Fruit, causing the invisible fluctuations to spread slowly.
[Monster Hunting (Day of Time): You can feel the emotions of demons, see their weaknesses, kill demons and hunt demon souls as slaves]
This is an introduction to the Dao Fruit of hunting demons. You can feel the emotions of demons, and you can see their weaknesses. If you kill demons, you can even drive demon souls into slavery.
In fact, An Le didn't pay much attention to the acquisition of this Dao Fruit at first.
After all, there are indeed goblins in this world, and all plants and trees can be alive, and it takes a long time to evolve.
But most of the monster races will not easily harm the human race, because Kunpeng Mountain is suppressing, containing and controlling all the monster races in the world.
Although it is recorded in many classics that monsters are divided into good monsters and evil monsters, but with the existence of Kunpeng Mountain, there are still more good monsters than evil monsters. Even if there are really evil monsters, they dare not commit crimes easily .
Leaving aside the demon hunters who walk around the world, many practitioners of the human race will take action to eliminate evil monsters when they encounter them.
Therefore, at the beginning, An Le was not too interested in this Dao Fruit. The function of killing monsters to drive the demon soul is very good, but it is useless. With Kunpeng Mountain, it is impossible for An Le to kill monsters recklessly. .
But with the appearance of the six half-demons, An Le discovered that the Dao Fruit of [Monster Hunting] trembled slightly, as if there was a burst of unique meaning.
An invisible, mind-like power spread around his body like a mist, making the six half-monsters involuntarily stagnate after rushing into his body.
It seems... the consciousness that had settled in the depths of violence was awakened by Daoguo of hunting monsters.
It's like a knife, opening a small opening for them in the endless darkness, and projecting a light full of clarity!
The consciousness of the six half-monsters... actually began to recover at this moment, and they began to gradually regain their clarity.
far away.
The eyes of King Jiangling, who suppressed Su Muzhe, froze slightly. The six half-monsters... that was the power he specially cultivated. In order to cultivate these half-monsters, he spent countless efforts.
And it is at the risk of being completely hostile to Kunpeng Mountain.
These six half-demons... But he obtained the Nether inheritance, combined with the secret method, and added the lives of half-demons collected from all over the world to refine the fine products!
The six half-demons of the nine realms, they are unmatched in physical body, and they have reached the peak of the nine realms. This is because the blood of the big demon has been completely activated. As for refining gods, the half-monsters are not strong in refining gods. The shroud of the gods made them no need to refine their gods at all.
When a cultivator meets a half-demon, he will be beaten to death close to his body.
However, these six half-demons... were blocked by An Le.
Getting close to An Le, even before he could even make a move, there was a vague loss of control!
This made King Jiangling shocked and unbelievable!
"Kill this king!"
"This king cultivated you, let you devour your blood and become stronger, you are my king's sharpest weapon!"
"kill!"
King Jiangling raised his hand between his eyebrows and said angrily.
clang clang...
Behind the King of Jiangling, there seemed to be a blood-colored ancient clock condensed by the power of the mind. The ancient clock was full of paintings and engraved with ancient things.
As the blood clock rang, the six half-monsters regained their will a little, as if at this moment, there was a faint possibility of chaos again.
The blood clock seemed to be connected to their souls, trying to completely smash their buried wills, and completely reduce the six half-demons to weapons that only know how to kill!
An Le's palm is dragging the star-like monster hunting fruit.
The white clothes were hunting, and he had confidence in his heart, so he dared to face the six half-demons with the peak fighting power of the Nine Realms!
Facing the half-demon whose will was about to fall into chaos again, An Le directly threw up the Dao Fruit of the Hunter, his eyes opening and closing, like the light of a blazing sun.
He absorbed wisps of time energy from the bodies of the six half-demons one by one. There is no doubt that they are all gray time energy, and the golden age energy is hard to come out. An Le has long known.
However, this is not the time to be entangled in this point, An Le directly draws the time energy that he has absorbed from the six half-monsters respectively, and draws them with his mind, and extradites them into the time Dao Fruit [Monster Hunting].
Daoguo is like a morning star in the night sky, getting brighter and brighter, the light twinkling, shining all over the six statues who are actually struggling half-demons!
"impossible!"
King Jiangling didn't expect that the half-demons he refined with the blood bell sacrifice would fail to break their will!
The method of An Le...how is it so weird!
The powerhouses around were also amazed, their eyes were bright, they never thought that they would witness such a unique battle!
This is obviously a battle at the spiritual level, with the balance between violence and sobriety among the six half-demon powerhouses as the game battle.
If An Le is defeated, it is very likely that he will be torn to pieces by the six violent half-demons immediately.
Even though An Le created the method of body forging and melted mountains and rivers into his body, he still couldn't compete with the six half-demons who specialize in physical fitness.
And if the King of Jiangling fails, the half-demon that has been cultivated with great painstaking efforts will most likely end up in a tragic situation where all the hard work was wasted.
Under the blessing of time, An Le's eyes opened and closed. In the Niwan Palace, the long river of time flows slowly. feel.
Time has turned into a picture of time, which is directly engraved in the violent spirits of the six half-demons.
The half-demons were stunned.
They stared blankly at the picture.
All of them in the picture have experienced the beauty of the past.
At that time, their wills were still clear, and they had the love of their parents. Although they were half-demons and blended into the human race, they were not hindered at all.
That was their happiest time.
But the happy time was deprived...
The picture of the transformation of time and energy awakened their memories of being violently suppressed by blood. In their memories... because of the half-demon, they were secretly kidnapped and trafficked. They suffered extremely miserable experiences and lived a life that was worse than death.
In the end, he was thrown into a city that was glamorous on the surface but full of sin in the interior, where he lived with countless half-demons.
They can only survive by killing other half-demons and devouring the flesh and blood of half-demons, otherwise...they will starve to death.
There is no way, the survival instinct made them choose to kill, and killing confused their will and spirit, causing them to fall into madness, making the original will gradually sink into the depths of the soul, making it difficult to wake up.
And at this moment, they all remembered.
Tears involuntarily flowed down from the eyes of the six half-demons who were full of blood and inhuman shape.
"Everything is false, forget everything! Only killing is your destination!"
King Jiangling had a blood-colored ancient clock on his back, and the ancient clock trembled, spreading out a bell wave, sweeping the awakened will of the half-monsters.
It was as if six blood clocks appeared in the mental space of the six half-demons.
The minds of these six half-demons are too weak to resist the suppression of the blood bell.
An Le opened his eyes, and the sword in the center of Niwan Palace vibrated, shining brightly.
Of course, An Le could see clearly the picture of time, and he could clearly see the picture of time of the six and a half demons.
There were even many scenes that shocked him.
He saw the crimes hidden under Jiangling Mansion, a prosperous and prosperous city that sings and sings every night.
There is a surge of anger and murderous intent in An Le's body, which is difficult to contain.
He is not a saint, and he cannot quell all injustices in the world.
But if you see injustice, you will cut it off.
An Le opened her eyes, staring at King Jiangling coldly, with murderous intent piercing through her eyes.
King Jiangling's eyes were equally indifferent, he stared at An Le, his murderous intent was unprecedentedly fierce, and he once again felt An Le's enchantment.
He actually thought of awakening the will of the half-monsters as a way to break the situation!
Such a monstrosity makes it difficult to sleep or eat!
He saw the murderous intent in An Le's eyes, and he also responded with murderous intent, with a blood clock on his back, and the blood was shining brightly.
The bell wave vibrated, shaking and spreading in the minds of the six half-demons.
"Want to awaken the will of the six half-demons? Then this king will completely obliterate their will and make them truly unconscious killing tools. Although that... will make the action lack a little spirituality, but it is better than more flawless !"
"Thank you, An Le, thanks to you, I let me see the flaws in my masterpiece."
King Jiangling was full of blood, and when he confronted Su Muzhe who smashed down the Dayan sword array, he said to Anle with a sneer.
Desire to mess with peace of mind.
However, An Le just looked at him calmly, pointing between his eyebrows.
Vaguely, King Jiangling seemed to see a trickle of water passing by in front of his eyes!
The mental space of the six half-monsters is very fragile, and their will is too weak. In this battle, they have no right to speak.
A mouthful of blood clock was suspended, spreading the bell waves, as if turning into a ferocious dragon, trying to smash their will.
Suddenly, a trickle of water flowed straight into the depths of the half-monsters' mental space.
As the trickle flowed by, the clock wave was instantly blocked, and the trickle continued to press down, colliding with the blood clock...
The blood clock was smashed to pieces in an instant!
King Jiangling's eyes trembled, and the imprint of the blood clock left in the mind space of the six half-demons was all shattered!
What is that trickle?
There is such a terrifying power!
His blood clock is a manifestation vision obtained from the Nether inheritance!
It has an extremely powerful attacking force on the soul!
But he couldn't stop the trickle, and he suffered a crushing defeat in the collision of the god-refining vision!
The blood energy around the six half-demons began to calm down gradually, and the memory seemed to break through the soil, giving birth to branches and young leaves, bringing a breath of new life, covering their hearts and minds.
Two bloodstains were drawn across their ugly and inhuman cheeks.
The next moment, the six half-demons raised their heads and roared angrily, wailing loudly!
They were born as half-demons, but they also had human nature, and possessed human kindness and true knowledge.
An Le, dressed in white over snow, stands in the air.
[Monster Hunting] The Dao Fruit returns to the Anle Dao Fruit space, and no longer shines brightly.
An Le looked at them calmly and complicatedly, with a hint of pity in her eyes, they were all poor people.
The Yaoyuan Baoyu at the waist trembled more and more violently, and suddenly broke free from An Le's waist, turned into a ray of demon light, and flied towards one of the howling half-demons.
The half-demon stretched out her hand and grabbed the Yaoyu, shaking violently all over her body.
After a long time, the throat of the half-demon let out a low and sad growl.
"mother!"
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Lin'an Prefecture.
The bottom of the calm West Lake.
Suddenly, an undercurrent surged, and a phantom of a golden Buddha appeared, suppressing a big monster that kept hitting the seal!
After the collision for a long time, the big demon calmed down again.
It's just that the entire West Lake seems to be brewing a storm of spiritual will.
"Live on, my child... must live on, our mother and son will definitely be reunited!"
……
The sound seemed to span a long distance, spread from blood to each other, and resounded through the heart of the bloody half-demon.
The half-demon's crying and howling didn't last any longer, he stabilized his mind, and his scarlet eyes showed clarity.
He looked at An Le, his burly but inhuman body cupped his fists and bowed his head respectfully.
"Thank you for your help, sir, so that we can recover our sanity and not sink into sin."
Said the half-demon.
The other five half-demons had complex expressions, but at this moment it seemed that this half-demon was the leader, following him and bowing to An Le respectfully.
An Le nodded, white clothes better than snow, black hair like waterfalls, eyes like stars.
He looked at the six half-monsters with deep and complicated eyes, and said: "Live on, the blood in your body is no longer just your own blood, it carries this blood, and removes the culprit."
The six half-monsters raised their heads, their eyes flickering fiercely.
"Sir said yes."
They remembered the crimes in that city, and the actions of selling and even killing half-demon lives in the city even formed a complete industrial chain, which was shocking and terrifying!
It is basically impossible for the half-demon who was captured into the city to leave Jiangling City alive.
Even, the King of Jiangling brewed wine with the flesh and blood of a half-demon to brew the fine wine in Jiangling City. A jar of wine is enough to sell a thousand Yuanling Tongbao!
These wines even flowed to the surrounding cities, collecting huge wealth.
King Jiangling was suspended in the air, his eyes were extremely indifferent.
The six half-demons were reversed by An Le, and after regaining their will, they developed a great hatred for King Jiangling, wishing to tear him to pieces with their own hands.
Prince Jiangling's face showed regret.
The six half-monsters had cost him a lot of effort, but unfortunately, today was all ruined, but he didn't have the slightest worry, not worried that the six half-monsters would instigate a rebellion, bring any threat to him, and affect his plans for today.
boom!
The tyrannical half-demon body smashed into the air, instantly turned into a blood-colored beam of light, and killed King Jiangling.
The roaring sound continued to vibrate, trying to shatter the cloud flow!
However, King Jiangling turned into a pool of blood, and six half-monsters crashed into it, but soon flew out backwards, his face full of pain.
"Your half-demon bodies are indeed powerful, but unfortunately, once you recover your spiritual intelligence, your weak mind will become your huge weakness. Your mind, which is not even as good as the six realms, will make you a great waste."
King Jiangling said indifferently.
He stood in the Nether Blood Pool, his palms pressed down suddenly.
The blood-colored ancient bell rings in the Nether Blood Pool!
The six half-demons only felt their minds were in turmoil, and they retreated repeatedly in pain, completely unable to exert the powerful advantage of the half-demon physique.
When their minds are filled with violence, they can attack without distance, but after recovering their spiritual intelligence, they can't ignore the impact of mental power, which makes their combat power greatly reduced.
King Jiangling's spiritual cultivation at the peak of the Nine Realms, combined with the Blood Pool and the Blood Clock, easily suppressed the six half-monsters.
"You were created by this king. How can this king not know your weaknesses? A monster is a monster, and a half-monster is also a monster. They all eat things from the inside out. If it weren't for this king, would you have a physique comparable to a thousand-year-old monster? "
King Jiangling said coldly.
He took a step and approached An Le, the pool of blood was lingering, the blood clock rang, and the vision appeared on his body, as if he was carrying an unfathomable ghost!
The King of Jiangling also has a majestic power to gather power, and what he gathers is the power of the nether world.
"Anle! It's useless to instigate the six half-demons against this king. To this king, they are just icing on the cake. It's best if they can be sacrificially refined. It doesn't matter if they can't..."
"Today, I will kill you."
King Jiangling opened his mouth indifferently, approaching with a pool of blood wrapped around him.
His power is getting stronger and stronger, so powerful that it even makes everyone pale and chill.
In the distance, Master Wang Yansheng, who was fighting with the two kings of hell, stared angrily. An Le definitely could not die, not only because of An Le's talent for making swords, but also because of his fate with swords.
It is even more because Anle was said by the old sword master himself, and it is the future hope of Jianchi Palace!
Jianchi Palace is about to fall, and among many top Jianghu forces, it is almost at the bottom. If it is not supported by the old sword master alone, it may have been divided up by all parties.
The friendship between Wang Yansheng and Jianchi Palace is too deep, he does not want Jianchi Palace to be destroyed!
"Everyone, help me!"
The swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace are all old, but they are all old and strong. They are shirtless, and their bronzed skin is shiny. They roared and threw out their beloved and proud swords one after another!
Wang Yansheng's shirtless body seemed to be ignited by immortal fire!
Countless weapons were melted into the Earth Immortal Fire and cast together, and the tip of an incomparably huge thousand-meter giant sword protruded from the Earth Immortal Fire.
The expressions of the two Yama kings at the peak of the Nine Realms suddenly changed, and they moved with all their strength to smash down the palace of Yama, but they were cut by the tip of the sword. These swords, which carried the heroes of the swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace, possessed a unique charm.
The tip of the sword was cut down, and the two Yan Luo Palaces were cut with deep marks on the city walls, black tiles flew across, and the temples were shaken and covered with mottled cracks.
The two Kings of Hades are bleeding in mid-air!
Wang Yansheng swung the gigantic giant sword with both hands, and slashed at King Jiangling in the pool of blood.
However, the pool of blood swallowed the giant sword, King Jiangling flicked it with his fingers, and the giant sword suddenly burst open, turning into countless swords and flying out backwards!
Wang Yansheng and many swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace changed their expressions in shock!
"The King of Jiangling hides so deeply. The blood pool and the blood clock are both treasures, and they are blessed by an invisible force. When we slash with the condensed sword, it is like cutting into the nether world, and it will be difficult to hurt!"
Wang Yansheng looked ugly.
At the same time, the ground in Jiangling city shook, and the whole city trembled.
When everyone looked down, they saw soldiers in black armor swarming out, densely packed, forming an army.
Moreover, around Jiangling City, there are also black armored troops rushing forward, and a majestic army is gathering!
King Jiangling really planned to rebel against Zhao!
They have secretly cultivated such a majestic Black Armored Army. The huge amount of money from selling the blood wine brewed with the blood of half-demons has been invested in the army, cultivating a tiger-wolf army that is not even weaker than the Flying Tiger Army in terms of courage. division!
An Le stared at Master Wang Yansheng, and said, "Back! Go back to Jianchi Palace in Jinguan City, and defend Jinguan City to the death!"
Then, he turned his gaze to Su Muzhe on the other side, and said, "Don't use the talisman given by the old celestial master. It is the talisman of the ten-level Nirvana powerhouse. It is full of deterrent power, so keep it for the defense."
An Le yelled this out loud, and it was an undisguised showdown.
Tell the King of Jiangling directly that there is also the ten-level talisman of the old heavenly master in Jianchi Palace, which makes the King of Jiangling jealous.
The talisman of the Nirvana powerhouse who refines the gods in the ten realms... Before he knew what kind of talisman it was, the King of Jiangling naturally didn't dare to mess around!
However, King Jiangling's body was covered in the pool of blood, and he said coldly, "So what? If you have a talisman, use it, otherwise you won't be able to get away in peace today."
Su Muzhe on the side was really entangled.
However, An Le's eyes were full of seriousness.
Su Muzhe no longer hesitated, countless sword lights surged up, and the Dayan sword array covered the void, moving and looting towards Jinguan City.
King Jiangling narrowed his eyes, did not stop Su Muzhe, and continued to kill An Le.
His goal is An Le, and the sword pool palace powerhouses such as Su Muzhe and Wang Yansheng are not his goal today.
Now that his army has appeared, and even the identity of the Son of the Nether has been exposed, he will naturally not keep a low profile. Jianchi Palace is the place he must conquer.
Therefore, sooner or later he will attack Jinguan City.
Su Muzhe and other Jianchi Palace powerhouses can escape the monks but cannot escape the temple.
Therefore, King Jiangling didn't care about it, and rushed towards Anle with the Nether Blood Pool and Blood Clock that exuded the most precious aura!
Fourth Master Lin was covered in blood, and took a deep look at An Le. He had gotten along with An Le a lot, and he knew that An Le was not a person who was waiting to die in peace.
Pulling up Wan Jieliu, who was besieged and killed by many judges of the Nine Realms, the two of them broke through the air and left together.
Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were flying like the blade of a sword. When he saw Su Muzhe retreating, he was startled and angry.
"How can you let Mr. An face this old bastard, King Jiangling alone!"
Wang Yansheng roared angrily, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.
Su Muzhe felt wronged, and she didn't want to.
far away.
The pool of Jiangling King's blood enveloped him, and An Le felt that his surroundings had turned into extremely rich blood.
The water in these pools of blood seems to be spiritually intelligent, wanting to drill into his body and erode his physical body. If the fluctuations emitted by the mountain and river cauldron had not directly shattered these wills, An Le might have been killed by the blood. Chi was directly pulled into it, and was finally refined and eroded.
Taking a deep breath, Anle returned to Niwan Palace.
He grasped the bamboo sword Qingshan, the bamboo sword trembled lightly, there was a wave of sword energy, and the sword sound soared into the sky.
"senior."
An Le looked at the bamboo sword and green hill, and said in a low voice.
In the calm heart, there was a chuckle resounding.
"Your decision is very wise. This blood pool is the Nether Blood Pond. This son is known as the Son of Nether, and he has the inheritance of Nether. With a Nether Blood Clock to match the Nether Blood Pond, you are far from being an opponent now. , not enough."
The voice of the emperor stone figurine resounded in An Le's heart.
An Le's heart shuddered, but she didn't ask any further questions.
"So, I chose this method. Didn't the senior leave a wisp of sword energy on the Lishan stele? I guess it was used to move to Lishan at a critical moment. It just so happens that I use it now."
An Le said.
The voice of the emperor's stone figurine sounded again: "The sword qi left behind was supposed to extradite you to the Lishan ancient tomb at a critical time... Now, it's a bit early."
"If you move over now, it's unknown whether you can enter the ancient city of the mausoleum..."
"However, in the current situation, moving away is the best way. The little guy with the ghost blood pool has an even more terrifying will behind him. It is very stupid to fight hard. When you enter the Ninth Realm, you will naturally Not a problem anymore."
The words fall.
An Le felt a drop of the Sword Intent Golden Elixir in his dantian.
A drop of Sword Intent Golden Elixir suddenly evaporated.
At the bottom of An Le's eyes, a golden light surged past.
"The ancient tomb of Lishan was opened, and the ghosts appeared. Will the self-imposed powerhouses wake up, and the immortals after the fairy gate will intervene in the world again... Will the overall situation come together in this era of lonely practice? ?”
An Le with golden eyes sneered.
Then, he raised his bamboo sword and chopped down the green hill lightly.
A simple strike that didn't even disperse the sword energy and light, but it made the eyes of King Jiangling, who was approaching An Le's body and opening the pool of blood, shrink.
Because this sword is the use of energy to the extreme. The bamboo sword carries a majestic force, like a green mountain crushing, around the sword, there are even cracked black cracks that expand like a net, which is space. crack!
King Jiangling was terrified. He knew that at this moment, An Le showed the sword that he had slashed at Emperor Yuanmeng in front of Yuanmeng Dadu in the north.
The sword of the peerless emperor thousands of years ago!
The blood pool shrank, and the blood clock was close to the body.
King Jiangling put the two treasures on top.
The two supreme treasures passed down to Nether seemed to be affected by the terrifying power in this sword, and they actually gave birth to Nether's majestic aura!
However, King Jiangling waited for a long time.
That sword never came.
The space shattered, black cracks intertwined, bamboo swords and green hills burst out sword energy, enveloping An Le's body, and was instantly swallowed by the space!
King Jiangling suddenly reacted!
An Le... This is to escape!
far away.
The swordsmith master Wang Yansheng, who glared angrily and had all his beard and hair, was still hiding his hatred for Su Mu, but An Le's sword shattered the space, escaped into the cracks in the space, and fled through the void.
With a shirtless body, he picked up the big sword and immediately rose from the ground, surpassing Su Muzhe in an instant.
"Mr. An is a great gentleman. I have never heard of a gentleman's revenge. Isn't ten years too late?"
"What are you still doing?!"
"Slip away! Go back to Jianchi Palace!"
The master swordsmith Wang Yansheng roared, and almost said "the wind is pulling" out of his throat.
Lin Siye and Wan Jieliu, who were already separated, were getting faster and faster. Li Qingchuan, who was holding the swallow back to the nest, had already received Anle's will from the glazed cup, and fled far away.
The six half-demons also rose from the ground and followed them away.
These nine realm powerhouses wanted to leave, and their minds were completely manipulated by An Le's Sao to the enraged Jiangling King, so there was no time to organize to stop them.
He could only watch helplessly as all the strong men in Jianchi Palace left.
After a while, the sky over Jiangling Mansion, where a war broke out, suddenly became deserted.
Seeing this scene, King Jiangling was speechless and choked, his anger welling up in the pool of blood.
"Anle!!!"
King Jiangling's Confucian shirt is flying, his eyes are dark and deep, full of anger!
A siege against An Le that was sure enough, was unexpectedly set aside by An Le.
Breaking into the void with a sword, wandering through the space and leaving, it is impossible for him to catch up. Because of breaking the void and wandering away, even the strong in the ten realms dare not dare, let alone him.
Where will An Le go?
The pool of blood rolled around King Jiangling's body, and a blood bell trembled and rang along with his anger.
Turning his head suddenly, he looked at Beidi, his ghostly eyes seemed to reflect a mountain located on the vast land!
And under the mountain, the ten thousand-year ancient tomb that caused the world to shake!
"However, the ancient tomb is now gathering strong people, and there are ten realms to enter to compete for opportunities... You Anle hold the First Emperor's sword, and if you dare to enter the ancient tomb, you will become the target of public criticism! How can you survive?!"
Jiangling Wang's shirt turned into a blood shirt, and his whole body exuded an extreme strangeness.
He turned his head to look in the direction of Jinguan City.
Now, he has exposed his own purpose, the black-armored army he cultivated is gathering around Jiangling Mansion, and the news is bound to spread to Lin'an.
The news of his opposition to Zhao could no longer be concealed.
Although Da Zhao began to weaken, the national destiny still exists. What he has to do now is to capture Jinguan City, occupy Jianchi Lake, and use the power of Jianchi Lake to equip troops.
In cooperation, Xiliang, who started to break through...
Let hell cover the earth, and the ghosts return to the world!
"Reorganize the army, attack the Sword Pool Palace!"
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Lishan, the wind and waves roared and wrinkled, turbulent endlessly, and a powerful energy storm was raging.
At the foot of the mountain is a stone tablet engraved with the word "Lishan". Suddenly, a ray of sword energy drilled out of it, breaking through the space, as if positioning it, and pulling the wandering figure in the crack of space.
In the darkness, there is sword energy rushing like a rainbow.
There was a burst of turmoil, and sword lights intertwined.
An Le, dressed in white like snow, walked out slowly from the crack in the space indifferently, with sword lights lingering around her like clothes, and the golden color in her eyes gradually faded.
In just a moment, An Le realized the movement of thousands of miles and realized the space shuttle.
The space crack quickly healed and disappeared, and the black crack disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
The stone tablet engraved with the word Lishan is still as usual.
An Le raised his hand and stroked the ancient stone tablet. He could feel that the warm stone tablet seemed to be connected to the pulse of the whole mountain, beating uncontrollably.
White snow fluttered in the sky like goose feathers.
Bai Xue fell to her shoulders, and was instantly melted into water by the hot blood in An Le's tyrannical body.
Rumble!
As if a deep dragon's chant resounded, An Le touched the snow with her toes, and swept away for several miles without a trace.
Wearing a bamboo sword at his waist, dressed in white, he raised his eyes to look at Mount Li.
But at the foot of Lishan Mountain, there is a portal formed by the intertwined power of dragon veins. The height of the dragon vein portal has changed from the original one hundred feet to ten feet, and now it is less than five feet...
The spatial fluctuations intertwined in the dragon vein portal are no longer so strong, but are slowly stabilizing, and finally form enough energy for practitioners of the eight realms to set foot.
And as An Le appeared at the foot of Lishan Mountain, all the densely packed practitioners gathered around Lishan Mountain from all over the world sensed the arrival of An Le.
"It's An Le! The Lord of the Seventh Mountain!"
"How did he appear here? There was a space fluctuation before, and he came across the space?"
"The portal of the Lishan Mausoleum is becoming more and more stable, and now all the powerful from the Nine Realms are entering the city... the Lords of the Holy Mountain are all entering, and Anle, the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, wants to come and enter the ancient tomb to fight for a chance?"
"Are you stupid? He holds the First Emperor's sword...he entered the ancient tomb, so do we still have a chance?"
"However, An Le is only a six-level cultivation base. It's hard to say whether he can enter the tomb."
"If I win the First Emperor's Saber..."
The densely packed Eight Realms practitioners around him stared at An Le with flickering eyes, with fear and greed coexisting in their expressions.
The appearance of An Le is actually not important, what is important is that An Le holds the First Emperor's sword.
This ten-thousand-year tomb is the tomb of the first emperor, and An Le came here holding the sword of the owner of the tomb... Doesn't that mean that he got the chance in the ancient tomb?
And in the same way, if they get the Shihuang Saber in An Le's hand, will they... have a great chance?
After all, in the emperor's ancient tomb, if one enters with the emperor's saber, there must be some preferential treatment, right?
An Le naturally didn't care about the gazes around him, and he knew very well that his presence here would definitely arouse the fear of many practitioners.
But what about that?
The cultivators gathered around were of different realms. In addition to all the nine realms that had entered, there were also practitioners from the eighth realm, seven realms, and many six realms.
What if the ancient tomb allows people below the Nine Realms to enter?
They are also entitled to a share of the opportunity, and An Le knows very well that the energy of the Dragon Vessel Gate will not drop after it reaches the eighth level.
The emperor stone figure and he described some of the conditions in the tomb.
An Le sat cross-legged slowly, while stabilizing her own cultivation, she was also waiting for the stability of the portal.
The portal at this moment only allows the entry of the Nine Realms, and, with the decline of space power, the Nine Realms will gradually be turned away, allowing the Eight Realms to enter.
The wind and snow were howling, and the sky gradually became dark.
There are footsteps stepping on the snow, making a creaking sound.
On the plain white snow, there seemed to be a group of black shadows wriggling, slowly approaching Anle.
Suddenly, the snow burst open, and a strong murderous intent surged. A ghost of the eight realms of the hell mansion suddenly appeared, holding a long dagger, and slammed it fiercely.
During the sweeping of Changge, there are countless dead souls crying and howling, which is breathtaking!
This is a ghost messenger of the eighth realm of refining the gods, but only the seventh realm of physical training, but those who can become the ghost messengers of the hell palace have good combat power!
The ghost messenger struck, and many people around were swept away, watching.
The falling white snow was suddenly chopped into pieces, Qi and blood of the seven realms, and mind and spirit of the eight realms burst out at the same time, almost shaking the earth and roaring!
However, An Le, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow, slowly opened her eyes, facing the attack and killing of ghost cultivators in the Eighth Realm of Hell Mansion, her face was extremely calm.
He still sat cross-legged, raised his hand, his arm was crystal clear, as if there was radiance flowing, he directly grabbed the long dagger swept by the ghost guard, the strength contained in the long dagger was directly suppressed by Anle.
The soul-stirring spiritual power contained in it does not affect peace and happiness at all.
"Hell... I'm just getting annoyed."
An Le said.
In the next moment, his eyes froze, he raised his sword and put his fingers together, a white radiance flowed through his body, and then gushed out from his fingertips!
It was the Haoran Sword Qi who was once extradited to the Wenqu Stele of the Academy of Arts!
The mighty sword qi has a natural suppressive force on the ghost cultivator. Chi chi, the yin energy on the ghost messenger seemed to be burning, the spear was taken away, and a head was chopped off by the sword qi!
For An Le, the seven realms of physical training have no oppressive force at all.
Tie Lie, who was at the peak of the Seventh Realm, was beheaded by him, and now An Le is much stronger, and there is no one in the Seventh Realm who can match him.
And after Lian Shen stepped into the seventh realm, the only power that could suppress him from the eighth realm of alchemy and ghost cultivator was useless.
Hot blood splashed on the snow.
The eight-level ghost messenger in Hell Mansion was instantly killed, and his body fell to the ground like tattered pieces.
An Le stuck the Chang Ge in the snow and continued to close his eyes.
As if to say, when you come, be prepared to end up like this.
The cultivators around were suddenly extremely afraid.
The practitioners from the eight realms of the Yuanmeng Empire stared at them with great dignity and fear. After all, their Yuanmeng Falcon Ranking Tianjiao Tie Lie died in the hands of An Le.
In the camp of Yuanmeng practitioners, Biqi, a genius on the Falcon List who had dealt with An Le, was also on the list. Biqi was in the double seventh realm. The strength of the first battle, so I plan to try my luck and seek a chance.
At this moment, Biqi looked at An Le, who easily killed the ghost guard of the Hell Mansion in Xiliang, and was terrified in his heart... An Le, has reached the seventh level of cultivation!
Practitioners from all corners of the rivers and lakes are also extremely fearful, unable to assess how strong the Anle combat power of the refining god has set foot in the seven realms?
For a while, they were unwilling to make a move.
After all, it is too miserable to die outside the ancient tomb. It is only a hair's breadth away from the chance in the tomb.
Therefore, if we really want to deal with Anle, we should wait until we enter the ancient tomb, and then make a plan. We must join forces, and we must assassinate alone...
Even, many practitioners still have expectations, thinking that An Le may not be able to enter the ancient tomb because his cultivation level is not enough to reach the eighth realm?
For a while, the turmoil at the foot of Lishan Mountain subsided.
Unexpectedly, no one came to attack and kill An Le again, even though they were afraid and coveted the Shi Huang Saber in An Le's hand.
An Le suppressed and killed the ghost messenger forcefully, originally for the purpose of killing chickens and monkeys, but now he is very satisfied with the results and is happy to be at ease.
The night was dark, and the snow was howling and flying.
Before waiting too long, the portal formed by the interweaving of eight dragon veins let out a deep dragon chant, and finally, the turbulent space energy returned to calm.
The Longmai Portal has completely stabilized!
Many cultivators who were waiting outside became energetic, all kinds of majestic aura burst out, mountains of qi and blood emerged, and gods came to the top of the mountains.
There are eight practitioners who can't wait to set foot on it, but they stop after thinking of something.
Their gazes all shifted and projected on An Le. Obviously, they wanted to see if An Le, who was at the sixth level of body training and the seventh level of god refining, was eligible to enter the ancient tomb.
An Le, who was sitting withered in the snow, had already had a thick layer of snow on her shoulders.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his steady mind flowed like a trickle.
Facing the gazes from all around him, Anle slowly got up, patted off the snow on his body, wore a bamboo sword and green mountain on his waist, and looked at the Dragon Vein Gate which was only three feet high.
He naturally knew what the practitioners around him were waiting for.
I also know what will happen after entering the ancient tomb.
But Anle didn't care. Since he came here, he naturally wanted to take a look inside the Lishan Ancient Tomb.
An Le walked to the door, casting countless gazes with consideration.
He stretched out his hand and handed it into the portal. Suddenly, the portal vibrated, the dragon veins seemed to wake up, and an extremely powerful will of heaven and earth surged, like the water waves of the dam emptying, sweeping the impact!
The eight realms can sense the will of heaven and earth!
If you can't comprehend the will of heaven and earth, you are not allowed to enter!
The practitioners who had been staring around suddenly laughed lightly. Obviously, it was impossible for An Le to enter the ancient tomb.
Because although An Le has the combat power of the Eight Realms, he is not the real Eight Realms after all, and he cannot understand the will of heaven and earth, so he cannot enter.
In front of the door, An Le raised his eyebrows, feeling the repulsive force of the will of heaven and earth, he directly raised the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, and lightly knocked on the door.
The repulsive force formed by the will of heaven and earth dissipated.
The vibrating portal suddenly stopped, no longer trembling at all.
An Le walked directly into it like unlocking a lock to return home.
Around Lishan Mountain, the north wind was blowing and snowflakes were fluttering. Some practitioners who relaxed and chuckled, their laughter had not stopped before they completely froze.
Many stunned practitioners could only helplessly rage and scold!
You shameless cheater!
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The sky was dyed bloody by the blood energy of the half-demon, as if there were six huge pools of blood gurgling out in mid-air!
The six pools of blood were supposed to keep approaching An Le, but in the end the six half-demon powerhouses unleashed a powerful attack, suppressing and beheading An Le.
However, within ten feet of Anle, he suddenly stopped and stopped moving.
A little bit of confusion involuntarily appeared in the eyes of each half-monster filled with blood and violence. Although it was a confused luster, it represented the light of wisdom.
An Le used the [Monster Hunting] Dao Fruit, causing the invisible fluctuations to spread slowly.
[Monster Hunting (Day of Time): You can feel the emotions of demons, see their weaknesses, kill demons and hunt demon souls as slaves]
This is an introduction to the Dao Fruit of hunting demons. You can feel the emotions of demons, and you can see their weaknesses. If you kill demons, you can even drive demon souls into slavery.
In fact, An Le didn't pay much attention to the acquisition of this Dao Fruit at first.
After all, there are indeed goblins in this world, and all plants and trees can be alive, and it takes a long time to evolve.
But most of the monster races will not easily harm the human race, because Kunpeng Mountain is suppressing, containing and controlling all the monster races in the world.
Although it is recorded in many classics that monsters are divided into good monsters and evil monsters, but with the existence of Kunpeng Mountain, there are still more good monsters than evil monsters. Even if there are really evil monsters, they dare not commit crimes easily .
Leaving aside the demon hunters who walk around the world, many practitioners of the human race will take action to eliminate evil monsters when they encounter them.
Therefore, at the beginning, An Le was not too interested in this Dao Fruit. The function of killing monsters to drive the demon soul is very good, but it is useless. With Kunpeng Mountain, it is impossible for An Le to kill monsters recklessly. .
But with the appearance of the six half-demons, An Le discovered that the Dao Fruit of [Monster Hunting] trembled slightly, as if there was a burst of unique meaning.
An invisible, mind-like power spread around his body like a mist, making the six half-monsters involuntarily stagnate after rushing into his body.
It seems... the consciousness that had settled in the depths of violence was awakened by Daoguo of hunting monsters.
It's like a knife, opening a small opening for them in the endless darkness, and projecting a light full of clarity!
The consciousness of the six half-monsters... actually began to recover at this moment, and they began to gradually regain their clarity.
far away.
The eyes of King Jiangling, who suppressed Su Muzhe, froze slightly. The six half-monsters... that was the power he specially cultivated. In order to cultivate these half-monsters, he spent countless efforts.
And it is at the risk of being completely hostile to Kunpeng Mountain.
These six half-demons... But he obtained the Nether inheritance, combined with the secret method, and added the lives of half-demons collected from all over the world to refine the fine products!
The six half-demons of the nine realms, they are unmatched in physical body, and they have reached the peak of the nine realms. This is because the blood of the big demon has been completely activated. As for refining gods, the half-monsters are not strong in refining gods. The shroud of the gods made them no need to refine their gods at all.
When a cultivator meets a half-demon, he will be beaten to death close to his body.
However, these six half-demons... were blocked by An Le.
Getting close to An Le, even before he could even make a move, there was a vague loss of control!
This made King Jiangling shocked and unbelievable!
"Kill this king!"
"This king cultivated you, let you devour your blood and become stronger, you are my king's sharpest weapon!"
"kill!"
King Jiangling raised his hand between his eyebrows and said angrily.
clang clang...
Behind the King of Jiangling, there seemed to be a blood-colored ancient clock condensed by the power of the mind. The ancient clock was full of paintings and engraved with ancient things.
As the blood clock rang, the six half-monsters regained their will a little, as if at this moment, there was a faint possibility of chaos again.
The blood clock seemed to be connected to their souls, trying to completely smash their buried wills, and completely reduce the six half-demons to weapons that only know how to kill!
An Le's palm is dragging the star-like monster hunting fruit.
The white clothes were hunting, and he had confidence in his heart, so he dared to face the six half-demons with the peak fighting power of the Nine Realms!
Facing the half-demon whose will was about to fall into chaos again, An Le directly threw up the Dao Fruit of the Hunter, his eyes opening and closing, like the light of a blazing sun.
He absorbed wisps of time energy from the bodies of the six half-demons one by one. There is no doubt that they are all gray time energy, and the golden age energy is hard to come out. An Le has long known.
However, this is not the time to be entangled in this point, An Le directly draws the time energy that he has absorbed from the six half-monsters respectively, and draws them with his mind, and extradites them into the time Dao Fruit [Monster Hunting].
Daoguo is like a morning star in the night sky, getting brighter and brighter, the light twinkling, shining all over the six statues who are actually struggling half-demons!
"impossible!"
King Jiangling didn't expect that the half-demons he refined with the blood bell sacrifice would fail to break their will!
The method of An Le...how is it so weird!
The powerhouses around were also amazed, their eyes were bright, they never thought that they would witness such a unique battle!
This is obviously a battle at the spiritual level, with the balance between violence and sobriety among the six half-demon powerhouses as the game battle.
If An Le is defeated, it is very likely that he will be torn to pieces by the six violent half-demons immediately.
Even though An Le created the method of body forging and melted mountains and rivers into his body, he still couldn't compete with the six half-demons who specialize in physical fitness.
And if the King of Jiangling fails, the half-demon that has been cultivated with great painstaking efforts will most likely end up in a tragic situation where all the hard work was wasted.
Under the blessing of time, An Le's eyes opened and closed. In the Niwan Palace, the long river of time flows slowly. feel.
Time has turned into a picture of time, which is directly engraved in the violent spirits of the six half-demons.
The half-demons were stunned.
They stared blankly at the picture.
All of them in the picture have experienced the beauty of the past.
At that time, their wills were still clear, and they had the love of their parents. Although they were half-demons and blended into the human race, they were not hindered at all.
That was their happiest time.
But the happy time was deprived...
The picture of the transformation of time and energy awakened their memories of being violently suppressed by blood. In their memories... because of the half-demon, they were secretly kidnapped and trafficked. They suffered extremely miserable experiences and lived a life that was worse than death.
In the end, he was thrown into a city that was glamorous on the surface but full of sin in the interior, where he lived with countless half-demons.
They can only survive by killing other half-demons and devouring the flesh and blood of half-demons, otherwise...they will starve to death.
There is no way, the survival instinct made them choose to kill, and killing confused their will and spirit, causing them to fall into madness, making the original will gradually sink into the depths of the soul, making it difficult to wake up.
And at this moment, they all remembered.
Tears involuntarily flowed down from the eyes of the six half-demons who were full of blood and inhuman shape.
"Everything is false, forget everything! Only killing is your destination!"
King Jiangling had a blood-colored ancient clock on his back, and the ancient clock trembled, spreading out a bell wave, sweeping the awakened will of the half-monsters.
It was as if six blood clocks appeared in the mental space of the six half-demons.
The minds of these six half-demons are too weak to resist the suppression of the blood bell.
An Le opened his eyes, and the sword in the center of Niwan Palace vibrated, shining brightly.
Of course, An Le could see clearly the picture of time, and he could clearly see the picture of time of the six and a half demons.
There were even many scenes that shocked him.
He saw the crimes hidden under Jiangling Mansion, a prosperous and prosperous city that sings and sings every night.
There is a surge of anger and murderous intent in An Le's body, which is difficult to contain.
He is not a saint, and he cannot quell all injustices in the world.
But if you see injustice, you will cut it off.
An Le opened her eyes, staring at King Jiangling coldly, with murderous intent piercing through her eyes.
King Jiangling's eyes were equally indifferent, he stared at An Le, his murderous intent was unprecedentedly fierce, and he once again felt An Le's enchantment.
He actually thought of awakening the will of the half-monsters as a way to break the situation!
Such a monstrosity makes it difficult to sleep or eat!
He saw the murderous intent in An Le's eyes, and he also responded with murderous intent, with a blood clock on his back, and the blood was shining brightly.
The bell wave vibrated, shaking and spreading in the minds of the six half-demons.
"Want to awaken the will of the six half-demons? Then this king will completely obliterate their will and make them truly unconscious killing tools. Although that... will make the action lack a little spirituality, but it is better than more flawless !"
"Thank you, An Le, thanks to you, I let me see the flaws in my masterpiece."
King Jiangling was full of blood, and when he confronted Su Muzhe who smashed down the Dayan sword array, he said to Anle with a sneer.
Desire to mess with peace of mind.
However, An Le just looked at him calmly, pointing between his eyebrows.
Vaguely, King Jiangling seemed to see a trickle of water passing by in front of his eyes!
The mental space of the six half-monsters is very fragile, and their will is too weak. In this battle, they have no right to speak.
A mouthful of blood clock was suspended, spreading the bell waves, as if turning into a ferocious dragon, trying to smash their will.
Suddenly, a trickle of water flowed straight into the depths of the half-monsters' mental space.
As the trickle flowed by, the clock wave was instantly blocked, and the trickle continued to press down, colliding with the blood clock...
The blood clock was smashed to pieces in an instant!
King Jiangling's eyes trembled, and the imprint of the blood clock left in the mind space of the six half-demons was all shattered!
What is that trickle?
There is such a terrifying power!
His blood clock is a manifestation vision obtained from the Nether inheritance!
It has an extremely powerful attacking force on the soul!
But he couldn't stop the trickle, and he suffered a crushing defeat in the collision of the god-refining vision!
The blood energy around the six half-demons began to calm down gradually, and the memory seemed to break through the soil, giving birth to branches and young leaves, bringing a breath of new life, covering their hearts and minds.
Two bloodstains were drawn across their ugly and inhuman cheeks.
The next moment, the six half-demons raised their heads and roared angrily, wailing loudly!
They were born as half-demons, but they also had human nature, and possessed human kindness and true knowledge.
An Le, dressed in white over snow, stands in the air.
[Monster Hunting] The Dao Fruit returns to the Anle Dao Fruit space, and no longer shines brightly.
An Le looked at them calmly and complicatedly, with a hint of pity in her eyes, they were all poor people.
The Yaoyuan Baoyu at the waist trembled more and more violently, and suddenly broke free from An Le's waist, turned into a ray of demon light, and flied towards one of the howling half-demons.
The half-demon stretched out her hand and grabbed the Yaoyu, shaking violently all over her body.
After a long time, the throat of the half-demon let out a low and sad growl.
"mother!"
……
Lin'an Prefecture.
The bottom of the calm West Lake.
Suddenly, an undercurrent surged, and a phantom of a golden Buddha appeared, suppressing a big monster that kept hitting the seal!
After the collision for a long time, the big demon calmed down again.
It's just that the entire West Lake seems to be brewing a storm of spiritual will.
"Live on, my child... must live on, our mother and son will definitely be reunited!"
……
The sound seemed to span a long distance, spread from blood to each other, and resounded through the heart of the bloody half-demon.
The half-demon's crying and howling didn't last any longer, he stabilized his mind, and his scarlet eyes showed clarity.
He looked at An Le, his burly but inhuman body cupped his fists and bowed his head respectfully.
"Thank you for your help, sir, so that we can recover our sanity and not sink into sin."
Said the half-demon.
The other five half-demons had complex expressions, but at this moment it seemed that this half-demon was the leader, following him and bowing to An Le respectfully.
An Le nodded, white clothes better than snow, black hair like waterfalls, eyes like stars.
He looked at the six half-monsters with deep and complicated eyes, and said: "Live on, the blood in your body is no longer just your own blood, it carries this blood, and removes the culprit."
The six half-monsters raised their heads, their eyes flickering fiercely.
"Sir said yes."
They remembered the crimes in that city, and the actions of selling and even killing half-demon lives in the city even formed a complete industrial chain, which was shocking and terrifying!
It is basically impossible for the half-demon who was captured into the city to leave Jiangling City alive.
Even, the King of Jiangling brewed wine with the flesh and blood of a half-demon to brew the fine wine in Jiangling City. A jar of wine is enough to sell a thousand Yuanling Tongbao!
These wines even flowed to the surrounding cities, collecting huge wealth.
King Jiangling was suspended in the air, his eyes were extremely indifferent.
The six half-demons were reversed by An Le, and after regaining their will, they developed a great hatred for King Jiangling, wishing to tear him to pieces with their own hands.
Prince Jiangling's face showed regret.
The six half-monsters had cost him a lot of effort, but unfortunately, today was all ruined, but he didn't have the slightest worry, not worried that the six half-monsters would instigate a rebellion, bring any threat to him, and affect his plans for today.
boom!
The tyrannical half-demon body smashed into the air, instantly turned into a blood-colored beam of light, and killed King Jiangling.
The roaring sound continued to vibrate, trying to shatter the cloud flow!
However, King Jiangling turned into a pool of blood, and six half-monsters crashed into it, but soon flew out backwards, his face full of pain.
"Your half-demon bodies are indeed powerful, but unfortunately, once you recover your spiritual intelligence, your weak mind will become your huge weakness. Your mind, which is not even as good as the six realms, will make you a great waste."
King Jiangling said indifferently.
He stood in the Nether Blood Pool, his palms pressed down suddenly.
The blood-colored ancient bell rings in the Nether Blood Pool!
The six half-demons only felt their minds were in turmoil, and they retreated repeatedly in pain, completely unable to exert the powerful advantage of the half-demon physique.
When their minds are filled with violence, they can attack without distance, but after recovering their spiritual intelligence, they can't ignore the impact of mental power, which makes their combat power greatly reduced.
King Jiangling's spiritual cultivation at the peak of the Nine Realms, combined with the Blood Pool and the Blood Clock, easily suppressed the six half-monsters.
"You were created by this king. How can this king not know your weaknesses? A monster is a monster, and a half-monster is also a monster. They all eat things from the inside out. If it weren't for this king, would you have a physique comparable to a thousand-year-old monster? "
King Jiangling said coldly.
He took a step and approached An Le, the pool of blood was lingering, the blood clock rang, and the vision appeared on his body, as if he was carrying an unfathomable ghost!
The King of Jiangling also has a majestic power to gather power, and what he gathers is the power of the nether world.
"Anle! It's useless to instigate the six half-demons against this king. To this king, they are just icing on the cake. It's best if they can be sacrificially refined. It doesn't matter if they can't..."
"Today, I will kill you."
King Jiangling opened his mouth indifferently, approaching with a pool of blood wrapped around him.
His power is getting stronger and stronger, so powerful that it even makes everyone pale and chill.
In the distance, Master Wang Yansheng, who was fighting with the two kings of hell, stared angrily. An Le definitely could not die, not only because of An Le's talent for making swords, but also because of his fate with swords.
It is even more because Anle was said by the old sword master himself, and it is the future hope of Jianchi Palace!
Jianchi Palace is about to fall, and among many top Jianghu forces, it is almost at the bottom. If it is not supported by the old sword master alone, it may have been divided up by all parties.
The friendship between Wang Yansheng and Jianchi Palace is too deep, he does not want Jianchi Palace to be destroyed!
"Everyone, help me!"
The swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace are all old, but they are all old and strong. They are shirtless, and their bronzed skin is shiny. They roared and threw out their beloved and proud swords one after another!
Wang Yansheng's shirtless body seemed to be ignited by immortal fire!
Countless weapons were melted into the Earth Immortal Fire and cast together, and the tip of an incomparably huge thousand-meter giant sword protruded from the Earth Immortal Fire.
The expressions of the two Yama kings at the peak of the Nine Realms suddenly changed, and they moved with all their strength to smash down the palace of Yama, but they were cut by the tip of the sword. These swords, which carried the heroes of the swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace, possessed a unique charm.
The tip of the sword was cut down, and the two Yan Luo Palaces were cut with deep marks on the city walls, black tiles flew across, and the temples were shaken and covered with mottled cracks.
The two Kings of Hades are bleeding in mid-air!
Wang Yansheng swung the gigantic giant sword with both hands, and slashed at King Jiangling in the pool of blood.
However, the pool of blood swallowed the giant sword, King Jiangling flicked it with his fingers, and the giant sword suddenly burst open, turning into countless swords and flying out backwards!
Wang Yansheng and many swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace changed their expressions in shock!
"The King of Jiangling hides so deeply. The blood pool and the blood clock are both treasures, and they are blessed by an invisible force. When we slash with the condensed sword, it is like cutting into the nether world, and it will be difficult to hurt!"
Wang Yansheng looked ugly.
At the same time, the ground in Jiangling city shook, and the whole city trembled.
When everyone looked down, they saw soldiers in black armor swarming out, densely packed, forming an army.
Moreover, around Jiangling City, there are also black armored troops rushing forward, and a majestic army is gathering!
King Jiangling really planned to rebel against Zhao!
They have secretly cultivated such a majestic Black Armored Army. The huge amount of money from selling the blood wine brewed with the blood of half-demons has been invested in the army, cultivating a tiger-wolf army that is not even weaker than the Flying Tiger Army in terms of courage. division!
An Le stared at Master Wang Yansheng, and said, "Back! Go back to Jianchi Palace in Jinguan City, and defend Jinguan City to the death!"
Then, he turned his gaze to Su Muzhe on the other side, and said, "Don't use the talisman given by the old celestial master. It is the talisman of the ten-level Nirvana powerhouse. It is full of deterrent power, so keep it for the defense."
An Le yelled this out loud, and it was an undisguised showdown.
Tell the King of Jiangling directly that there is also the ten-level talisman of the old heavenly master in Jianchi Palace, which makes the King of Jiangling jealous.
The talisman of the Nirvana powerhouse who refines the gods in the ten realms... Before he knew what kind of talisman it was, the King of Jiangling naturally didn't dare to mess around!
However, King Jiangling's body was covered in the pool of blood, and he said coldly, "So what? If you have a talisman, use it, otherwise you won't be able to get away in peace today."
Su Muzhe on the side was really entangled.
However, An Le's eyes were full of seriousness.
Su Muzhe no longer hesitated, countless sword lights surged up, and the Dayan sword array covered the void, moving and looting towards Jinguan City.
King Jiangling narrowed his eyes, did not stop Su Muzhe, and continued to kill An Le.
His goal is An Le, and the sword pool palace powerhouses such as Su Muzhe and Wang Yansheng are not his goal today.
Now that his army has appeared, and even the identity of the Son of the Nether has been exposed, he will naturally not keep a low profile. Jianchi Palace is the place he must conquer.
Therefore, sooner or later he will attack Jinguan City.
Su Muzhe and other Jianchi Palace powerhouses can escape the monks but cannot escape the temple.
Therefore, King Jiangling didn't care about it, and rushed towards Anle with the Nether Blood Pool and Blood Clock that exuded the most precious aura!
Fourth Master Lin was covered in blood, and took a deep look at An Le. He had gotten along with An Le a lot, and he knew that An Le was not a person who was waiting to die in peace.
Pulling up Wan Jieliu, who was besieged and killed by many judges of the Nine Realms, the two of them broke through the air and left together.
Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were flying like the blade of a sword. When he saw Su Muzhe retreating, he was startled and angry.
"How can you let Mr. An face this old bastard, King Jiangling alone!"
Wang Yansheng roared angrily, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.
Su Muzhe felt wronged, and she didn't want to.
far away.
The pool of Jiangling King's blood enveloped him, and An Le felt that his surroundings had turned into extremely rich blood.
The water in these pools of blood seems to be spiritually intelligent, wanting to drill into his body and erode his physical body. If the fluctuations emitted by the mountain and river cauldron had not directly shattered these wills, An Le might have been killed by the blood. Chi was directly pulled into it, and was finally refined and eroded.
Taking a deep breath, Anle returned to Niwan Palace.
He grasped the bamboo sword Qingshan, the bamboo sword trembled lightly, there was a wave of sword energy, and the sword sound soared into the sky.
"senior."
An Le looked at the bamboo sword and green hill, and said in a low voice.
In the calm heart, there was a chuckle resounding.
"Your decision is very wise. This blood pool is the Nether Blood Pond. This son is known as the Son of Nether, and he has the inheritance of Nether. With a Nether Blood Clock to match the Nether Blood Pond, you are far from being an opponent now. , not enough."
The voice of the emperor stone figurine resounded in An Le's heart.
An Le's heart shuddered, but she didn't ask any further questions.
"So, I chose this method. Didn't the senior leave a wisp of sword energy on the Lishan stele? I guess it was used to move to Lishan at a critical moment. It just so happens that I use it now."
An Le said.
The voice of the emperor's stone figurine sounded again: "The sword qi left behind was supposed to extradite you to the Lishan ancient tomb at a critical time... Now, it's a bit early."
"If you move over now, it's unknown whether you can enter the ancient city of the mausoleum..."
"However, in the current situation, moving away is the best way. The little guy with the ghost blood pool has an even more terrifying will behind him. It is very stupid to fight hard. When you enter the Ninth Realm, you will naturally Not a problem anymore."
The words fall.
An Le felt a drop of the Sword Intent Golden Elixir in his dantian.
A drop of Sword Intent Golden Elixir suddenly evaporated.
At the bottom of An Le's eyes, a golden light surged past.
"The ancient tomb of Lishan was opened, and the ghosts appeared. Will the self-imposed powerhouses wake up, and the immortals after the fairy gate will intervene in the world again... Will the overall situation come together in this era of lonely practice? ?”
An Le with golden eyes sneered.
Then, he raised his bamboo sword and chopped down the green hill lightly.
A simple strike that didn't even disperse the sword energy and light, but it made the eyes of King Jiangling, who was approaching An Le's body and opening the pool of blood, shrink.
Because this sword is the use of energy to the extreme. The bamboo sword carries a majestic force, like a green mountain crushing, around the sword, there are even cracked black cracks that expand like a net, which is space. crack!
King Jiangling was terrified. He knew that at this moment, An Le showed the sword that he had slashed at Emperor Yuanmeng in front of Yuanmeng Dadu in the north.
The sword of the peerless emperor thousands of years ago!
The blood pool shrank, and the blood clock was close to the body.
King Jiangling put the two treasures on top.
The two supreme treasures passed down to Nether seemed to be affected by the terrifying power in this sword, and they actually gave birth to Nether's majestic aura!
However, King Jiangling waited for a long time.
That sword never came.
The space shattered, black cracks intertwined, bamboo swords and green hills burst out sword energy, enveloping An Le's body, and was instantly swallowed by the space!
King Jiangling suddenly reacted!
An Le... This is to escape!
far away.
The swordsmith master Wang Yansheng, who glared angrily and had all his beard and hair, was still hiding his hatred for Su Mu, but An Le's sword shattered the space, escaped into the cracks in the space, and fled through the void.
With a shirtless body, he picked up the big sword and immediately rose from the ground, surpassing Su Muzhe in an instant.
"Mr. An is a great gentleman. I have never heard of a gentleman's revenge. Isn't ten years too late?"
"What are you still doing?!"
"Slip away! Go back to Jianchi Palace!"
The master swordsmith Wang Yansheng roared, and almost said "the wind is pulling" out of his throat.
Lin Siye and Wan Jieliu, who were already separated, were getting faster and faster. Li Qingchuan, who was holding the swallow back to the nest, had already received Anle's will from the glazed cup, and fled far away.
The six half-demons also rose from the ground and followed them away.
These nine realm powerhouses wanted to leave, and their minds were completely manipulated by An Le's Sao to the enraged Jiangling King, so there was no time to organize to stop them.
He could only watch helplessly as all the strong men in Jianchi Palace left.
After a while, the sky over Jiangling Mansion, where a war broke out, suddenly became deserted.
Seeing this scene, King Jiangling was speechless and choked, his anger welling up in the pool of blood.
"Anle!!!"
King Jiangling's Confucian shirt is flying, his eyes are dark and deep, full of anger!
A siege against An Le that was sure enough, was unexpectedly set aside by An Le.
Breaking into the void with a sword, wandering through the space and leaving, it is impossible for him to catch up. Because of breaking the void and wandering away, even the strong in the ten realms dare not dare, let alone him.
Where will An Le go?
The pool of blood rolled around King Jiangling's body, and a blood bell trembled and rang along with his anger.
Turning his head suddenly, he looked at Beidi, his ghostly eyes seemed to reflect a mountain located on the vast land!
And under the mountain, the ten thousand-year ancient tomb that caused the world to shake!
"However, the ancient tomb is now gathering strong people, and there are ten realms to enter to compete for opportunities... You Anle hold the First Emperor's sword, and if you dare to enter the ancient tomb, you will become the target of public criticism! How can you survive?!"
Jiangling Wang's shirt turned into a blood shirt, and his whole body exuded an extreme strangeness.
He turned his head to look in the direction of Jinguan City.
Now, he has exposed his own purpose, the black-armored army he cultivated is gathering around Jiangling Mansion, and the news is bound to spread to Lin'an.
The news of his opposition to Zhao could no longer be concealed.
Although Da Zhao began to weaken, the national destiny still exists. What he has to do now is to capture Jinguan City, occupy Jianchi Lake, and use the power of Jianchi Lake to equip troops.
In cooperation, Xiliang, who started to break through...
Let hell cover the earth, and the ghosts return to the world!
"Reorganize the army, attack the Sword Pool Palace!"
……
……
Lishan, the wind and waves roared and wrinkled, turbulent endlessly, and a powerful energy storm was raging.
At the foot of the mountain is a stone tablet engraved with the word "Lishan". Suddenly, a ray of sword energy drilled out of it, breaking through the space, as if positioning it, and pulling the wandering figure in the crack of space.
In the darkness, there is sword energy rushing like a rainbow.
There was a burst of turmoil, and sword lights intertwined.
An Le, dressed in white like snow, walked out slowly from the crack in the space indifferently, with sword lights lingering around her like clothes, and the golden color in her eyes gradually faded.
In just a moment, An Le realized the movement of thousands of miles and realized the space shuttle.
The space crack quickly healed and disappeared, and the black crack disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
The stone tablet engraved with the word Lishan is still as usual.
An Le raised his hand and stroked the ancient stone tablet. He could feel that the warm stone tablet seemed to be connected to the pulse of the whole mountain, beating uncontrollably.
White snow fluttered in the sky like goose feathers.
Bai Xue fell to her shoulders, and was instantly melted into water by the hot blood in An Le's tyrannical body.
Rumble!
As if a deep dragon's chant resounded, An Le touched the snow with her toes, and swept away for several miles without a trace.
Wearing a bamboo sword at his waist, dressed in white, he raised his eyes to look at Mount Li.
But at the foot of Lishan Mountain, there is a portal formed by the intertwined power of dragon veins. The height of the dragon vein portal has changed from the original one hundred feet to ten feet, and now it is less than five feet...
The spatial fluctuations intertwined in the dragon vein portal are no longer so strong, but are slowly stabilizing, and finally form enough energy for practitioners of the eight realms to set foot.
And as An Le appeared at the foot of Lishan Mountain, all the densely packed practitioners gathered around Lishan Mountain from all over the world sensed the arrival of An Le.
"It's An Le! The Lord of the Seventh Mountain!"
"How did he appear here? There was a space fluctuation before, and he came across the space?"
"The portal of the Lishan Mausoleum is becoming more and more stable, and now all the powerful from the Nine Realms are entering the city... the Lords of the Holy Mountain are all entering, and Anle, the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, wants to come and enter the ancient tomb to fight for a chance?"
"Are you stupid? He holds the First Emperor's sword...he entered the ancient tomb, so do we still have a chance?"
"However, An Le is only a six-level cultivation base. It's hard to say whether he can enter the tomb."
"If I win the First Emperor's Saber..."
The densely packed Eight Realms practitioners around him stared at An Le with flickering eyes, with fear and greed coexisting in their expressions.
The appearance of An Le is actually not important, what is important is that An Le holds the First Emperor's sword.
This ten-thousand-year tomb is the tomb of the first emperor, and An Le came here holding the sword of the owner of the tomb... Doesn't that mean that he got the chance in the ancient tomb?
And in the same way, if they get the Shihuang Saber in An Le's hand, will they... have a great chance?
After all, in the emperor's ancient tomb, if one enters with the emperor's saber, there must be some preferential treatment, right?
An Le naturally didn't care about the gazes around him, and he knew very well that his presence here would definitely arouse the fear of many practitioners.
But what about that?
The cultivators gathered around were of different realms. In addition to all the nine realms that had entered, there were also practitioners from the eighth realm, seven realms, and many six realms.
What if the ancient tomb allows people below the Nine Realms to enter?
They are also entitled to a share of the opportunity, and An Le knows very well that the energy of the Dragon Vessel Gate will not drop after it reaches the eighth level.
The emperor stone figure and he described some of the conditions in the tomb.
An Le sat cross-legged slowly, while stabilizing her own cultivation, she was also waiting for the stability of the portal.
The portal at this moment only allows the entry of the Nine Realms, and, with the decline of space power, the Nine Realms will gradually be turned away, allowing the Eight Realms to enter.
The wind and snow were howling, and the sky gradually became dark.
There are footsteps stepping on the snow, making a creaking sound.
On the plain white snow, there seemed to be a group of black shadows wriggling, slowly approaching Anle.
Suddenly, the snow burst open, and a strong murderous intent surged. A ghost of the eight realms of the hell mansion suddenly appeared, holding a long dagger, and slammed it fiercely.
During the sweeping of Changge, there are countless dead souls crying and howling, which is breathtaking!
This is a ghost messenger of the eighth realm of refining the gods, but only the seventh realm of physical training, but those who can become the ghost messengers of the hell palace have good combat power!
The ghost messenger struck, and many people around were swept away, watching.
The falling white snow was suddenly chopped into pieces, Qi and blood of the seven realms, and mind and spirit of the eight realms burst out at the same time, almost shaking the earth and roaring!
However, An Le, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow, slowly opened her eyes, facing the attack and killing of ghost cultivators in the Eighth Realm of Hell Mansion, her face was extremely calm.
He still sat cross-legged, raised his hand, his arm was crystal clear, as if there was radiance flowing, he directly grabbed the long dagger swept by the ghost guard, the strength contained in the long dagger was directly suppressed by Anle.
The soul-stirring spiritual power contained in it does not affect peace and happiness at all.
"Hell... I'm just getting annoyed."
An Le said.
In the next moment, his eyes froze, he raised his sword and put his fingers together, a white radiance flowed through his body, and then gushed out from his fingertips!
It was the Haoran Sword Qi who was once extradited to the Wenqu Stele of the Academy of Arts!
The mighty sword qi has a natural suppressive force on the ghost cultivator. Chi chi, the yin energy on the ghost messenger seemed to be burning, the spear was taken away, and a head was chopped off by the sword qi!
For An Le, the seven realms of physical training have no oppressive force at all.
Tie Lie, who was at the peak of the Seventh Realm, was beheaded by him, and now An Le is much stronger, and there is no one in the Seventh Realm who can match him.
And after Lian Shen stepped into the seventh realm, the only power that could suppress him from the eighth realm of alchemy and ghost cultivator was useless.
Hot blood splashed on the snow.
The eight-level ghost messenger in Hell Mansion was instantly killed, and his body fell to the ground like tattered pieces.
An Le stuck the Chang Ge in the snow and continued to close his eyes.
As if to say, when you come, be prepared to end up like this.
The cultivators around were suddenly extremely afraid.
The practitioners from the eight realms of the Yuanmeng Empire stared at them with great dignity and fear. After all, their Yuanmeng Falcon Ranking Tianjiao Tie Lie died in the hands of An Le.
In the camp of Yuanmeng practitioners, Biqi, a genius on the Falcon List who had dealt with An Le, was also on the list. Biqi was in the double seventh realm. The strength of the first battle, so I plan to try my luck and seek a chance.
At this moment, Biqi looked at An Le, who easily killed the ghost guard of the Hell Mansion in Xiliang, and was terrified in his heart... An Le, has reached the seventh level of cultivation!
Practitioners from all corners of the rivers and lakes are also extremely fearful, unable to assess how strong the Anle combat power of the refining god has set foot in the seven realms?
For a while, they were unwilling to make a move.
After all, it is too miserable to die outside the ancient tomb. It is only a hair's breadth away from the chance in the tomb.
Therefore, if we really want to deal with Anle, we should wait until we enter the ancient tomb, and then make a plan. We must join forces, and we must assassinate alone...
Even, many practitioners still have expectations, thinking that An Le may not be able to enter the ancient tomb because his cultivation level is not enough to reach the eighth realm?
For a while, the turmoil at the foot of Lishan Mountain subsided.
Unexpectedly, no one came to attack and kill An Le again, even though they were afraid and coveted the Shi Huang Saber in An Le's hand.
An Le suppressed and killed the ghost messenger forcefully, originally for the purpose of killing chickens and monkeys, but now he is very satisfied with the results and is happy to be at ease.
The night was dark, and the snow was howling and flying.
Before waiting too long, the portal formed by the interweaving of eight dragon veins let out a deep dragon chant, and finally, the turbulent space energy returned to calm.
The Longmai Portal has completely stabilized!
Many cultivators who were waiting outside became energetic, all kinds of majestic aura burst out, mountains of qi and blood emerged, and gods came to the top of the mountains.
There are eight practitioners who can't wait to set foot on it, but they stop after thinking of something.
Their gazes all shifted and projected on An Le. Obviously, they wanted to see if An Le, who was at the sixth level of body training and the seventh level of god refining, was eligible to enter the ancient tomb.
An Le, who was sitting withered in the snow, had already had a thick layer of snow on her shoulders.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his steady mind flowed like a trickle.
Facing the gazes from all around him, Anle slowly got up, patted off the snow on his body, wore a bamboo sword and green mountain on his waist, and looked at the Dragon Vein Gate which was only three feet high.
He naturally knew what the practitioners around him were waiting for.
I also know what will happen after entering the ancient tomb.
But Anle didn't care. Since he came here, he naturally wanted to take a look inside the Lishan Ancient Tomb.
An Le walked to the door, casting countless gazes with consideration.
He stretched out his hand and handed it into the portal. Suddenly, the portal vibrated, the dragon veins seemed to wake up, and an extremely powerful will of heaven and earth surged, like the water waves of the dam emptying, sweeping the impact!
The eight realms can sense the will of heaven and earth!
If you can't comprehend the will of heaven and earth, you are not allowed to enter!
The practitioners who had been staring around suddenly laughed lightly. Obviously, it was impossible for An Le to enter the ancient tomb.
Because although An Le has the combat power of the Eight Realms, he is not the real Eight Realms after all, and he cannot understand the will of heaven and earth, so he cannot enter.
In front of the door, An Le raised his eyebrows, feeling the repulsive force of the will of heaven and earth, he directly raised the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, and lightly knocked on the door.
The repulsive force formed by the will of heaven and earth dissipated.
The vibrating portal suddenly stopped, no longer trembling at all.
An Le walked directly into it like unlocking a lock to return home.
Around Lishan Mountain, the north wind was blowing and snowflakes were fluttering. Some practitioners who relaxed and chuckled, their laughter had not stopped before they completely froze.
Many stunned practitioners could only helplessly rage and scold!
You shameless cheater!
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