Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 193 Nine Realm Ancient City, Inherited by the Mohist School, My Eyes Are Full of Mysteries
Anle has completed the disguise and change of identity, her body is lingering with immortality, her black hair is like a waterfall falling down to her waist, her face is transformed into that tiger-rippled face, with a fairy-like bone, under the brilliance of the mind sprinkled by the precious tree, And high-spirited.

Hu Lian's cultivation is at the early stage of the Nine Realm, which belongs to the kind of existence that is about to step into the middle stage. Regarding this point, An Le has the right to speak. After all, An Le fought with him before, beheaded him personally, and seized a fairy sword .

Hu Lian's talent is actually not weak, and he is also a first-class genius in the early stages of the Nine Realms. Unfortunately, he encountered An Le, who directly used the seven strands of time, which caused Hu Lian to be killed unexpectedly.

The Void Armor took off the helmet, covered the body, and was covered with mottled marks, like an ancient armor. Although the Void Armor itself is very old, but because it is a treasure, the Void Armor itself is shining silver, like a newly cast treasure armor .

Everything was ready, An Le didn't linger any longer, his figure flickered, a precious tree grew on his shoulders, and the immortal energy lingered around his body like a dragon snake, rising up lightly, as if riding the wind and waves, heading towards the depths of the ancient battlefield of the Nine Realms Immortals go.

The journey is boring, but Anle dare not relax his vigilance and mind.

After all, there are unknown horrors in this ancient battlefield. The deeper you go, the more powerful the terrifying monsters born in this ancient battlefield that has been isolated from the outside world for thousands of years will become stronger.

In the later stage of the Ninth Realm, there are not no monsters who have completed the Ninth Realm. They hide among the mountains and rivers, vigilantly scanning the descendants of immortals criss-crossing the battlefield.

These monsters have dealt with the descendants of the immortals a lot in the ancient battlefield, and they are very aware of the strength of the descendants of the immortals, so they will not make a move easily.

If it was a practitioner who set foot from the outside world, he would have been attacked by monsters many times already.

The higher the realm of the monster, the more intelligent and rational it is, and it will not be easy to make a move.

So, on the contrary, the more you drive in the direction of the ancient city, the safer you will be.

Of course, it is safe, but it cannot be said to be absolutely safe. During the journey, An Le was also attacked by crazy monsters. Most of them were monsters in the early stage of the Ninth Realm. crazy.

After beheading a few monsters, while An Le's body was lingering with immortal energy, he still had so many evil spirits, which made the monsters dare not approach again, saving a lot of trouble.

In addition, the treasure stands on the shoulders, chattering non-stop, and will guide An Le from time to time. If there are powerful monsters in the late stage of the Ninth Realm, they will divert An Le.

Naturally, An Le would not bump into monsters in the late stage of the Ninth Realm, and listened to the treasure tree to guide the way. He didn't encounter too many crises along the way, and moved forward at an extremely fast speed.

In one day, An Le arrived outside the ancient city, and from a distance, he could see the ancient city lying between many towering ancient trees.

The majestic city wall, soaring into the sky, is covered with mottled marks, such as sword marks, knife marks and other marks left by attacks. All kinds of meanings are surging, and it is not an ordinary place.

An Le is surrounded by immortal energy, maintaining the appearance of Hu Lian, frowning slightly, looking at the ancient city of Nine Realms.

Before approaching the city, An Le felt the restlessness of Qi, blood and refining spirit.

That's because Anle's physical training and spiritual cultivation practices are mixed with some ancient scriptures from the green mountains that he enlightened from the bamboo swords and green mountains.

And the source of the restlessness at this moment is the Qingshan Ancient Scripture.

"Is there part of the content behind the Qingshan Ancient Scriptures hidden in this city?"

Anle's eyes flickered, revealing a little bit of strangeness, and even some anticipation. The effect of the Qingshan Ancient Scripture is very significant, and it is the foundation for Anle to deduce the body training method and the god refining method.

If he can get the complete Qingshan Ancient Scripture, he will definitely be able to draw inferences and deduce a more perfect practice method!

"I don't know if Shanhe Ding and Longmai are also in this city?"

"But it feels very hanging. The Shanhe Ding and the Dragon Vein... should be in the ancient battlefield of the Ten Realms, where the real powerhouses will confront each other."

An Le's eyes flickered, and she was guessing.

Suddenly, An Le slowed down, but heard a sound of breaking through the sky, and several descendants of the immortals of the Nine Realms came together in a group.

The tyrannical breath is intertwined, and the majestic mind is permeating.

An Le turned his head and looked, these descendants of immortals were male and female, the leader was riding a green-feathered ferocious bird, which was cultivated at the early stage of the Ninth Realm, and when it spread its wings, it was ten meters long. huge.

The one who tamed this monster as a ride was a man among the descendants of immortals, he looked at An Le, and said with a smile: "Brother, did you also respond to the call of our Tianjiao Huhai, and rushed to the ancient city of Nine Realms? "

An Le's mind was moved, and he drew out a stronger immortal energy with an invincible force, and said with a smile: "Exactly, what a coincidence."

"It's not a coincidence. Most of the people on this journey are rushing to the ancient city on the battlefield of the Nine Realms, and they all respond to Hu Hai's call."

"Hu Cang actually died. This is far from my imagination. That outsider human cultivator named An Le really deserves to be hacked into pieces!"

The descendant of the immortal who was riding a ferocious bird gritted his teeth.

An Le nodded awkwardly but politely.

"Hu Cang is the Tianjiao who has been placed with great hopes and is believed by the old immortal to return to God and lead our lineage to rise. However, such a Tianjiao has not yet entered the Ninth Realm Battlefield to show his prowess and improve his cultivation. He was beheaded in the Eighth Realm Immortal Ancient Battlefield, what a pity and pity!"

"That human genius named An Le should be killed! He should be killed!"

The surrounding immortal descendants also cursed with red eyes, filled with righteous indignation.

That resentment and resentment, An Le felt very real.

These descendants of the Xiangu White Tiger family who were trapped in the Xiangu battlefield have almost paranoid fanaticism and respect for the Tianjiao who can lead them to break through the tomb and return to God.

It can be seen from Hu Cang's one-sidedness on the battlefield of the eighth realm, to the fact that Hucang's reputation has spread far and wide before his arrival in the battlefield of the nine realms.

In addition, judging from Huhai's crusade against Anle before the ancient city, the descendants of the immortals in the entire Nine Realms battlefield rushed to the ancient city, which is enough to show its appeal.

An Le felt the terrifying murderous intent, and immediately felt how wise his decision to change his identity was.

"Brother, have you met An Le?"

The man riding the fierce bird asked.

An Le was full of regret, shaking his head and said: "Unfortunately, apart from beheading a few monsters that have become spirits, I haven't seen An Le, and I haven't even seen a human cultivator who has been buried in the tomb. Otherwise, I will definitely be beheaded." A human cultivator came to vent his anger, and the old fairy passed away, I hate it in my heart."

When it comes to the demise of the old fairy head, it is obviously a big blow to these descendants of the fairy, and the eyes of each of them are full of sadness.

"Let's go, let's enter the ancient city together and join Brother Huhai. Brother Huhai, as the number one pride of our clan in the Nine Realm Battlefield, with a half-step Ten Realm cultivation, will definitely be able to replace Hu Cang and lead us to break open the tomb and enter the heavens." The descendant of the fairy riding the blue bird sighed.

The man looked at An Le, calmed down his sorrow, and his eyes fell on the precious tree on An Le's shoulder, with a strange color flickering: "Brother's breath is difficult to detect, is it because of this precious tree?"

An Le smiled lightly: "By chance, I got this precious tree in a cold pond. The precious tree helps in cultivating gods, and I have a good affinity with me, so it took root on my shoulders and grew up with me. .”

"It's a good chance. This treasure tree looks quite extraordinary. Brother Tai seems to be a person with a great chance. How do you call it?" The man riding a blue fierce bird glanced at the treasure tree, and he could sense the extraordinaryness of the treasure tree. Surprised, he clasped his fists and said softly.

"Under Tiger Ripple."

"I'm Xia Hukui, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Several descendants of immortals around also introduced themselves one after another, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

No one realized that An Le's identity was a disguise.

After all, over the years, there have been too many descendants of immortals from the ancient battlefield of the eight realms to the battlefield of the nine realms. If it weren't for Hu Cang's peerless genius, it wouldn't even have caused too many waves.

Because the Immortal Ancient Battlefield is very large, opportunities are everywhere. Some descendants of immortals enter the Nine Realm Battlefield and occasionally get a chance. It may take decades to retreat, so it is normal for them to not know each other well.

When An Le met Hu Lian, Hu Lian was alone, and he had the demeanor of a lone ranger, let alone being recognized.

An Le integrated into the team so harmoniously. The group chatted and laughed, and kept talking about killing An Le, and headed towards the ancient city of Nine Realms.

It was only when An Le got close to the ancient city that he truly saw the majesty and majesty of the Nine Realms Ancient City, which was bigger and more majestic than the Eight Realms Ancient City.

On the ancient city, there are many stone warriors, but these stone warriors seem to have fallen into a deep sleep, without any fluctuations of the true spirit, like the warriors in the ancient city of the eight realms can take action to kill the enemy when they wake up.

"Brother Hulian, these stone figurines are not good people. They are the peerless emperor who is also the owner of this tomb. The best craftsmen in the world were invited to make stone figurines. They may all survive for a while. The true spirit is immortal, waiting to be revived!"

"Don't try to provoke me."

Hu Kui, who is riding a fierce bird, reminds and introduces An Le.

Hu Kui felt that Hu Lian was very suitable for his eyes and appetite, like the person who suddenly looked back in the dim light, so he expressed a lot of kindness to An Le.

The sea of ​​tigers is covered with golden armor, with blond hair flying, standing in the air, holding a long halberd in his hand, with a majestic aura, just like the huge waves raised by a storm on the vast sea.

When Hu Kui and his group arrived, Hu Hai's eyes immediately swept over, and the terrifying eyes burst out with a sharp sense of oppression.

The tyrannical mind intertwined and swept away, sweeping through everyone's bodies.

"Brother Huhai, I'm going to Hukui, see you again, brother Huhai, with the same vigor."

Hu Kui jumped down from the back of the fierce bird, with a celestial spirit intertwined on his slender body, he said with a hearty smile.

Hu Hai seemed to recognize Hu Kui, his sharp eyes softened a lot, but he was still holding a halberd: "So it's Hu Kui, I haven't seen him for a long time, but did you find a chance in the battlefield?"

"If I had found a chance, I would have already reached the consummation of the Ninth Realm, but now I am still stuck in the late Ninth Realm, and it is difficult to move forward. It is too difficult to practice. The late Ninth Realm may be my end, and I am not as good as you who have been watered by the blood of the white tiger. "

Hu Kui said with emotion, there was a little regret on his face.

Hu Hai gave a few words of comfort, then glanced at the other descendants of immortals, and the pressure fell, making everyone show respect.

However, when his eyes swept over An Le's body, he stopped.

Because of the An Le with a precious tree growing on his shoulders, even though he was disguised as Hu Lian, facing the sea of ​​tigers, he still didn't show any awe and admiration.

Hu Hai narrowed his eyes, stared at An Le, and his eyes fell on the treasure tree on An Le's shoulder. The treasure tree swayed and gave off a strong mental wave, which made Hu Hai's eyes condense, and he was undoubtedly sure of the extraordinary treasure tree in his heart.

"This is brother Hu Lian. He accidentally got a precious tree on the battlefield of the Ninth Realm. His cultivation is at the early stage of the Ninth Realm. But with the treasure tree as a chance, the future is limitless."

Hu Kui introduced in a timely manner.

There are countless strong men who have fallen in the ancient battlefield, and even in the battlefield of the nine realms, they have fallen past the ten realms, so it is actually possible to get any chance.

"I don't need your introduction, I just feel that he is a bit weird."

Hu Hai frowned and said.

As the leader of the descendants of the immortals in the Nine Realms battlefield, any descendants of the immortals will not have such an attitude when they see him, as if there is a proud backbone supporting this person's figure, even if they face him, they will not show the slightest admiration with reverence.

Is this the attitude towards the arrogance of the clan?
In the distance, Hu Yue stands at the gate of the city, watching with Hu Hai, this is Hu Hai deliberately let Hu Yue stay, let Hu Yue come to recognize people, recognize An Le.

Because among the descendants of immortals present, Hu Yue seemed to be the only one who had greeted An Le.

"That An Le is wearing a silver armor, extremely gorgeous, and holding a tattered bamboo sword. Although the bamboo sword is broken, it is extremely extraordinary."

This is how Hu Yue described An Le.

But the armor can be removed, the bamboo sword can be hidden, and the real person still needs to be recognized by Hu Yue.

Perhaps sensing An Le's abnormal state, Hu Yue's eyes swept over.

Immediately, the blood of the white tiger blood on the center of the eyebrows kept beating, and Hu Yue stared at An Le suspiciously, because An Le vaguely gave her a sense of familiarity.

At the gate of the city, people come and go.

The descendants of the immortals controlled the entrance, but they couldn't completely block the entrance, because there was a statue of practitioners entering the tomb from the outside in the distance.

An Le looked over, and saw a female Bodhisattva with a beautiful face but full of [-] traces of troubles, Guru Suzhu.

I also saw Mrs. Hua who met An Ran and Guru Suzhu.

There is also Su Zhanxian, the second mountain master with a gentle smile on his face, and the sixth mountain master with a cold face and arms crossed.

These people are all familiar with An Le, maybe they heard Hu Hai's will to kill An Le, so they stayed at the gate of the city, intending to welcome An Le.

Mrs. Hua glanced over and saw An Le with a precious tree growing on her shoulder. The appearance of An Le at this moment surprised her, because she was not like An Le at all, as if she was a descendant of a fairy.

The strong immortal energy lingering around her made her a little unbelievable in her eyes.

If the precious tree with the hole in the trunk was not too iconic, Mrs. Hua would have been fooled by Anle's disguise.

An Le's face was calm, suppressed by Hu Hai's power, but still calm and composed.

"Brother Huhai, as a descendant of the immortals of the White Tiger family, do you have to be respectful to you? I have obtained such a precious tree, and my future achievements will not be lower than yours. If I am watered by the blood of the White Tiger Immortal, I will definitely lead my family back to heaven. .”

An Le said calmly, with unparalleled confidence and arrogance in her tone.

Hu Hai's eyes froze, and Hu Kui and many descendants of immortals looked in amazement, never expecting this person to be so domineering and arrogant.

The transformation brought about by that precious tree is really great.

"Have self-confidence, but a mere precious tree is just a foreign object. What is truly powerful is one's own talent."

"Your breath is vague, you make me unable to see through."

Hu Hai said indifferently, the halberd in his hand dropped gently, hanging in front of An Le.

"Others can enter the city, but you need a vote certificate."

Hu Hai said coldly.

"Huyue, can you see what's weird about him?"

Hu Hai turned his head and asked Hu Yue.

Huyue's white tiger blood throbbed violently between her brows, but for a while, she really couldn't see through Anle's disguise, so she could only shake her head hesitantly.

Seeing this, An Le's eyes flickered, and she smiled faintly.

"Want to submit a certificate?"

The words fall.

An Le stepped forward step by step, with tyrannical mental and mental strength pervading and intertwined, moving horizontally towards the center of the city gate.

Immortal energy intertwined and turned into horse training, lingering on the immortal sword, An Le tapped his fingers, and his mind spread like ripples, causing the immortal sword to roar out and hit a cloud of dark fog in the distance.

when--

In the black mist that was mingled with the breath of death, a figure with a ferocious face emerged. It was a judge at the early stage of the Ninth Realm of the Xiliang Hell Mansion.

The judge didn't seem to have expected An Le's initiative.

"court death!"

The judge growled.

However, An Le's fairy sword struck instantly, the sword energy intertwined, the sword light was sharp, and the sword was majestic!

It was actually suppressing the judge and beating, but Anle approached step by step, the treasure tree on his shoulders swayed, accompanied by a burst of "Jie Jie Jie" laughter, the treasure tree sent out a strong mental will.

"Death to the Lord!"

puff!
A branch pierced through the air in an instant, turned into a spear as sharp as a god, and plunged down brazenly.

The judge of the Nine Realms of the Hell Mansion let out a roar, and his eyebrows were pierced, his mind was sucked dry by the treasure tree, and he fell directly on the spot!

puff!
The fairy sword swept across, and a head was cut off and flew across. With a shake of An Le, the head galloped towards the sea of ​​tigers.

"Is this enough to vote?"

The precious tree on An Le's shoulders was still dripping blood, and the leaves trembled rustlingly.

The head of the judge of the Hell Mansion flying over was lightly tapped by the Huhai halberd, and it exploded directly, turning into a blood mist.

Hu Hai took a deep look at An Le who was disguised as Hu Lian.

At this moment, he dispelled his doubts about An Le. No matter how much a person changed his disguise, it was impossible for him to pretend to be so similar. Even the way of fighting had changed, right?

An Le is a human cultivator who entered the ancient tomb from the outside world, how could he use immortal energy to fight against the enemy?
And An Le's decisive beheading of an outside practitioner is undoubtedly to prove his identity. If he dares to attack an outside practitioner, it means that he is an enemy of the outside practitioner.

Hu Hai may not be able to figure it out, An Le is in the outside world... that is also a bunch of enemies who want him to die.

Hell Palace...is one of them.

An Le killed the judge of the Hell Mansion, and that was not the slightest mercy.

"That's enough. The certificate is fine. An Le is a practitioner outside the ancient tomb. Now in the ancient city, outside practitioners are our common enemy! Your vigilance is timely and necessary!"

"No wonder you are so proud. This precious tree helps you. The strength you have shown is not weaker than any late nine-stage one. You are qualified to stand upright, and you don't need to flatter me."

Hu Hai chuckled lightly, and his eyes even showed appreciation. The descendants of the Baihu family must have this confidence and arrogance!

His doubts about An Le have long since been completely dispelled.

At the gate of the city, a judge from the Hell Mansion died, causing quite a commotion!
The tyrannical mind and mind are intertwined, like a palace of dead souls crying and falling down.

A man in a black robe, his hands exuding brilliance, stared coldly at An Le, who had a treasure tree on his back.

"Just kill me a judge of the hell house like this? The descendants of immortals are really crazy!"

This is a King of Hades in the Hell Mansion, and among the ten kings of Hades in the Hell Mansion, it is also the most top existence!

"If you are not convinced, then come to fight, let's see if the long halberd in my hand can split your Hades Palace."

Hu Hai smiled disdainfully and said indifferently.

This King of Hades has a perfect cultivation base of the Nine Realms, and his aura is very strong. He stared at Hu Hai with a gloomy look: "Your clan has been suppressed and sealed under the mausoleum for thousands of years. ? You are doomed to die, doomed to extermination."

"God will not take you in, and there is no room for you in the world. Just wait for your clan to be exterminated. After you have exterminated your clan, I will surely refine your dead bones into corpse puppets!"

Hu Hai was furious, and swung out the halberd in his hand. The terrifying power of Qi and blood was as domineering as a mountain.

The halberd fell, and the ghostly palace hall moved sideways and struck, making a terrifying roar.

The face of the King of Hades was ugly, the palace disappeared, and his figure turned into a cloud of black mist, which was indistinct.

"Huhai, right? I, King Chujiang, are waiting for your corpse!"

Chu Jiang Wang Sen Leng, one of the ten kings of Hades in the Hell Mansion, said, turning into a black mist, his scarlet eyes appeared, he moved his gaze, and gave An Le a hard look, as if he wanted to keep An Le's face in his heart.

Afterwards, they fled into the ancient city, intending to join other ghost cultivators from Hell Palace.

Obviously, the king of Chujiang suffered a big loss in the collision with Huhai.

Hu Hai's Half-Step Ten Realm is really very powerful.

An Le's eyes were serious, and she was also amazed at Hu Hai's strength. This Hu Hai was Hu Cang who had grown up.

Although these descendants of immortals have been sealed in the ancient battlefield of the ancient tomb, they have tried their best to break through the ancient battlefield and gain freedom. Therefore, the Tianjiao of each generation is very powerful and beautiful.

An Le disguised himself as Hu Lian, carried a precious tree on his back, and walked towards the ancient city of Nine Realms. He could feel that the trembling of the Qingshan Ancient Scripture was getting stronger and stronger, and the attraction was too strong.

"Let's go in. Opportunities are emerging in the ancient city. Although we have a sworn feud with the Yingqin Legion, we still have to fight for opportunities."

Hu Hai glanced at An Le and said, then ordered Hu Kui and others to enter the city together.

Hu Yue was still staring at Anle, even though Anle handed over the nomination certificate, she still felt that Anle's sense of familiarity was too strong.

An Le's gaze was withdrawn from Hu Hai's body, and by the way, there was still a wisp of age. As for Hu Yue, An Le ignored it, and entered the ancient city together with Hu Kui, and his figure gradually disappeared on the road.

Hu Yue looked away unwillingly.

Hu Hai looked concerned: "Sister Hu Yue, what's wrong?"

"I always feel that tiger ripples give me a strange sense of familiarity." Hu Yue said, "The white tiger blood between my eyebrows is constantly beating and boiling."

Hu Hai couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "Maybe it's that Hu Lian got the precious tree, which amplified and stimulated the power of mind and mind, so that caused the restlessness of the white tiger's blood..."

"There are too many possibilities. Hu Lian will not be An Le. No matter how much a person changes, it is impossible to change his essence. He can mobilize the immortal energy of extradition, which is fundamentally different from the practitioners who enter the tomb outside. "

Hu Yue naturally understood this truth, biting her red lip, her heart wavering.

"Sister Huyue, you should also enter the ancient city. The gates of the ancient city are about to close. You are now carrying the blood of the white tiger. You are the future elder fairy. You are the hope of our family's future inheritance and carrying."

Hu Hai earnestly said that he has full patience with Hu Yue, not only because of Hu Yue's beauty, but also because Hu Yue has inherited the blood of the White Tiger in his body from the old fairy elder.

Hu Yue nodded.

"I will continue to guard outside the city gate. I will enter when the gate is closed at the last moment. I will guard until the last moment, cutting off any hope of entering the city for that damn Anle!"

Hu Hai stood horizontally with a long halberd, and said coldly.

Hu Yue pursed her lips and nodded, her eyes were touched.

Hu Hai is not the same as Hu Cang, Hu Cang's talent is evil, but he has never shown it. Hu Hai has been in the Nine Realms Ancient Battlefield for many years, and he has already set foot in Nine Realms Great Perfection, so his strength is very different.

There is a sea of ​​tigers standing there, if An Le dares to come, only one will die!

the other side.

Mrs. Hua's eyes flickered, and she pursed her lips. She was very surprised. She never thought that An Le would actually deceive many descendants of immortals and set foot in the ancient city.

"Teacher, let's enter the city too..."

Mrs. Hua looked at Master Suzhu and said.

Guru Suzhu's beautiful face was startled, she glanced at her disciple, then she understood and nodded.

On the other side, the second mountain master and the sixth mountain master saw Mrs. Hua entering the ancient city. They already knew something, so they did not stay to wait for An Le, but also entered the city.

……

……

An Le was naturally so happy that Hu Hai guarded the gate of the city, because that would not affect him.

An Le, who incarnated as Hu Lian, surrounded by immortal energy, entered the city together with Hu Kui and other descendants of immortals, and walked into the ancient city.

Compared with the coercion at the gate of the ancient city of the eight realms, the ancient city of the nine realms is much less threatened, like a city that has been silent for years.

Stone warriors can be seen everywhere in the city, but they are like real stone warriors, without real spirit.

Dead city?
An Le walked slowly, with a strange look in his eyes.

It shouldn't be like this, how come the stone warriors in the ancient city of the nine realms are not as spiritual as the warriors in the ancient city of the eight realms?
In other words, they once also contained true spirits, able to fight on the battlefield like the stone warriors in the ancient city of the eight realms, and fight with the descendants of immortals.

But now, the true spirit in the stone figurines has been obliterated, and even the ancient city has been opened, allowing the descendants of immortal immortals to set foot in search of opportunities?
"Senior, can you see it? The stone warriors in this city...have their true spirits been obliterated? They used to contain true spirits, so they can kill the enemy and conquer?"

An Le's mind sank, and she asked.

After a long time, a deep voice sounded from An Le's mind.

"That's right, their true spirits were wiped out during the battle... The city of Nine Realms has encountered an unimaginable catastrophe. Be careful, this city... is already very different from what Gu once imagined."

The sound of the emperor's stone figurines resounded through An Le's heart.

What happened in the ancient city of Nine Realms?
But An Le continued to ask, but the emperor's stone figurine seemed to be afraid of something, and did not continue to speak.

An Le didn't continue to ask, but her heart became vigilant.

The ancient city of the Nine Realms is extremely huge, densely populated with stone warriors, but all of them have been wiped out of the true spirit, as if after confronting some terrifying existence, the true spirit died out, and it has not been carried to this era when the ancient tomb is opened. Continue to protect Opportunities in the city prevent the descendants of immortals from setting foot.

Inside the ancient city, there are many figures.

The once dead ancient city seemed to be revived with the arrival of outside practitioners and descendants of immortals.

The cultivators who set foot in the ancient city were obviously aware of the extraordinaryness of the ancient city, and they were careful not to make any major changes when they explored.

But as time passed, everyone completely let go, because they had never encountered any danger, so the investigation became a little more presumptuous.

The houses were opened one by one, and there were some opportunities hidden in many houses, such as some ancient pills, some magic weapons, etc. Although they have been honed over the years, these medicines and weapons are still full of light, showing the posture of magic weapons.

But these harvests obviously cannot satisfy outside practitioners and descendants of immortals.

An Le walked slowly along with the induction in the dark, and he soon came to a mansion.

Before this mansion, a dense group of cultivators and descendants of immortals had already gathered.

An Le looked at the mansion. There was a plaque hanging on the mansion, and the inscription "Mohist".

Inside the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, there is actually a mansion called the Mohist House.

Everyone is no stranger to the Mohist school. Thousands of years ago, it was one of the hundred schools of thought that was popular all over the world...

Like the Confucianism inherited by the Academy of Arts, it is a member of a hundred families!

"Is it the inheritance place of the Mohist giant?"

Someone became short of breath and couldn't help but exclaimed, looking at the mansion, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

It is rumored that the Mohist giant of the eleventh level who was severely injured in the battle against the sky created a mausoleum for the first emperor, and left a chance of inheritance belonging to the Mohist giant in the mausoleum. Now it seems that this Mohist mansion is where the opportunity lies. !
The gate of the mansion is closed, and the surroundings are full of mysterious formations and organs.

Many people tried to break through, but they couldn't break through at all. Some people were even pierced by the organs around the mansion, dripping with blood, staining the ground red, adding a little blood to the ancient city.

An Le stared at the mansion, and the feeling of calling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

There was something in the mansion that attracted him.

An Le took a deep breath, but calmed down, and stood in the camp of the descendants of the immortals. After all, he was pretending to be Hu Lian at the moment, a Hu Lian who had not been discovered yet.

suddenly.

The ancient city shook. Everyone looked at the gate of the city, and suddenly found that the gate of the ancient city was slowly closing.

The ancient dull sound of creaking and creaking resounded in everyone's ears.

The gate of the easy-going ancient city was closed, and all the light in the city seemed to disappear at this moment, turning into pitch black as ink, as if it was not the gate that was closed, but the sky.

On the street, the bronze ever-burning lamps lit on the walls kept beating, as if uneasy emotions were fluctuating.

An Le frowned, feeling strange and terrifying for no reason.

Thinking of the many stone warriors whose true spirits had been wiped out, the strangeness in An Le's heart was constantly magnified, and she became more and more vigilant in her heart.

The door of the mansion opened.

The extremely eye-catching place of opportunity in this ancient city, which is suspected to be the place where the giants of the Mohists left behind, has attracted too many powerful people at once.

Among the descendants of the three immortals, Huhai, Husang and Hutian, the half-step ten-level, the momentum is like a rainbow, and it overwhelms many practitioners present.

"An Le never showed up until the gates of the ancient city were closed. This son killed Hu Cang, so he must know our resentment towards him. He dare not show his face anymore. He is as cowardly as a mouse, just a waste."

Holding the halberd, Hu Hai said coldly.

There are only so many people in the ancient city, and all outside practitioners who enter the city have been watched by him. He is sure that it is impossible for An Le to enter the city.

Hu Yue's brows were worried. She believed that with An Le's talent, it was impossible to give up the opportunity in the ancient city of Nine Realms, but... An Le really never entered the city.

"The door of the Mohist mansion has been opened, let's not think about the peace and happiness for now, we can fight for the inheritance left by the Mohist tycoon!"

Hu Hai said.

The portal of the Mohist mansion is faint, pitch black like ink, like a black hole hanging in the starry sky, exuding an unfathomable aura.

A descendant of the immortal walked out first. This is a strong man in the middle of the Ninth Realm, and the sole of his step has just crossed the threshold of the Mohist mansion.

In an instant, behind the threshold, countless space cracks intertwined.

The descendant of the immortal stared at him, his blood intertwined, and his mind seemed to emit a long mist of starlight.

The space rift came from cutting, changing indefinitely, colliding with the power of the descendant of the immortal.

puff!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the leg of the descendant of the immortal was torn and swallowed by the space crack, and it exploded into a blood mist, and his body flew backwards.

"The power of the space avenue!"

"This road leading to the depths of the mansion is intertwined with well-arranged space avenues!"

An Le's eyes flickered, and after comprehending the five space seals, An Le naturally saw the tricks at a glance.

Because these space avenues are actually arranged with space seals, like a large formation.

"Avenue of Space... You need to comprehend the avenue of Space before you can set foot in the mansion? Is this a test?"

Someone murmured.

"Crossing the path with force, trying to get into the mansion, will only arouse the cutting and tearing of the power of the space avenue. You must follow the power of the space avenue to comprehend and feel..."

When Husang spoke, his voice was delicate and his thoughts were equally delicate.

She stepped forward with her delicate body, and her mind and blood did not show any signs of being used in half a step.

It was as if he had stepped into the gate with a mortal body.

buzzing...

Space cracks came across the sky, but when they were about to hit her, they became softer.

In front of Husang's eyes, countless space cracks intertwined to form tracks, she stared at these tracks, comprehending and groping.

After a while, Husang raised his hands, and his ten fingers twitched, forming a mark in front of him.

boom! ! !
After the imprint was completed, the space crack in front of her was pulled open like a curtain, allowing her figure to continue moving forward.

However, Husang's talent on the space avenue didn't seem to be very good, and he failed in the third seal seal, and space cracks intertwined and whipped.

Her complexion changed drastically, and she dared not move on any further. Her energy, blood and mind erupted, and in an instant, a silver glow in the space bloomed, just like a silver thunderclap, and her body flew out of the Mohist mansion when it hit.

"It seems that I am not suitable for this opportunity of the Mohist school. I am not qualified to get the inheritance of the Mohist giant in the eleventh level."

Hu Sang's voice was soft but full of regret. After she finished speaking softly, she turned around and left, looking for other opportunities in the ancient city.

With Husang taking the lead, everyone seems to have figured out the rules of the Mohist residence.

One after another, they tried to set foot in it, comprehend the avenue of space, guide and complete the seal, heal the cracks in space and move forward.

The door of the Mohist mansion is huge, so after it is opened, the path is also huge.

In the face of chance, the descendants of the immortals and the practitioners who entered the tomb from the outside world achieved a short-lived peace.

They began to jointly explore the opportunity to enter the Mohist mansion.

Many people tried, but they all failed. Hu Sang said that he did not have the talent to comprehend the Dao of space, but he also got the third seal, and it was the failure that was hit by the crack.

However, most people couldn't even form the first mark, so they were punched out by the crack.

Among the practitioners who entered the tomb from the outside world, there were strong men in the late stage of the Ninth Realm who did not believe in evil and wanted to force their way in. They exploded with blood and mind, tore open the first wall of space cracks, and carried them for a long distance, but the space cracks behind The wall was like a big wave, getting stronger and stronger, and finally wiped out his energy, blood and mind, and his flesh and blood were crushed.

A cultivator at the late stage of the Ninth Realm disappeared without a trace, and disappeared from the world.

This scene made all the practitioners who were annoyed by the act of sealing the seal feel cold for a while, and gave up their thoughts of rushing.

The second mountain owner, Su Zhanxian, floated up to the Mohist mansion. His performance was amazing, but he only produced three marks, and he couldn’t continue. With a sigh of regret, he walked out of the Mohist mansion, left here, and looked for other opportunities went.

Hu Hai is very powerful, but he has no talent in the space. After two seals, he knows that he can't do it, so he chooses to give up.

The Mohist mansion is right here, but no one can come to the door.

Countless people are very aggrieved.

The more difficult it is to set foot in the Mohist mansion, the more certain they are that the Mohist giant's inheritance is in it!

But what's the point of inheriting something that can't be obtained?

However, when everyone could not see hope, someone kindled hope for them.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain carried the pine sword box on his back, crossed his arms, and ruthlessly stepped into the door of the Mohist mansion.

In just a moment, three marks were formed in succession, breaking through four curtain walls intertwined with spatial cracks, and walking far into the mansion.

After contemplating for a long time, the fourth imprint was successfully formed, and he continued to move forward.

This scene undoubtedly inspired everyone.

In the camp of the descendants of the immortals, Hu Kui rekindled his fighting spirit and stepped into the portal, but after a while, he walked out with a sullen face: "It's too difficult, it's really too difficult, I really don't even have a little bit of space!" I don’t even have any talent, this test is too bullying, some people can still read the secrets contained in the cracks and form marks, but my eyes are blackened, and all I can see are cracks, where there are secrets.”

"Among the five great families of Immortal Ancient, the White Tiger family is good at strength, and the Qinglong family seems to be good at space. If we are descendants of the Qinglong family, we may be able to easily pass this test."

Hu Kui muttered.

Unfortunately, they are descendants of the White Tiger family.

After Hu Kui muttered, he saw An Le with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and Hu Kui shouted: "Brother Hu Lian, you are not smiling like that, try it! We are not bloody, and the Baihu family is good at recklessness. You will soon understand how I feel, all you really see are cracks and no secrets!"

"No, we are different."

"There are only mysteries in my eyes, no cracks."

Anle smiled.

Then he took a step forward and stepped into the passage of the Mohist mansion.

Raise your hand, and seal the road with ease.

After hitting five marks one after another, he lowered his hand.

The precious tree on An Le's shoulders swayed, and he let out a wanton laugh: "Give it to me!"

In an instant, outside the mansion, in the shocking eyes of many descendants of immortals and practitioners, the spatial cracks intertwined in front of the passage opened five scenes one after another, fading like a tide, and there was no barrier in front of An Le, as if a clearing was cleared!
The front of the body is unobstructed and there are no cracks. An Le walks slowly with her hands behind her back.

It's like strolling in the garden, and it's as easy as returning home.

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