Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years
Chapter 197 The second mountain and river tripod was born, An Le sacrificed his life and shocked the
Chapter 197 The second mountain and river tripod was born, An Le sacrificed his life and shocked the world
Emperor Yuanmeng's eyes were bright, his body was surging with energy and blood, and the power of the eight dragon veins hung around his body like a ribbon of clouds, just like the horse training carried by an immortal when he travels.
The steps he took stopped, and at this moment, he was a little hesitant and hesitant.
His initial goal was to find Anle, because although Anle's body was covered with cracks, it exuded brilliant brilliance, just like the golden body of Buddha, dazzling and dazzling, and the scriptures on it circulated, exuding mystery.
The complete ancient scriptures were engraved by An Le's flesh body, and successfully recorded. The ancient scriptures that disappeared thousands of years ago are now reappearing, and will be observed and practiced by the world!
Emperor Yuanmeng was also eager for the ancient scriptures.
Because, being able to be divided into two by the first emperor, one recorded in his personal sword, and the other recorded in seal carving on the bronze coffin where he was buried, can represent the mystery and preciousness of this ancient scripture!
According to the records in the classics, what is the cultivation level of Emperor Yingqin, the first emperor in the world?
Some people say it is the eleventh realm, but others say it is the twelve realm.
Emperor Yuan Meng didn't know, but he knew the difference of this emperor. He was a fierce existence who dared to rebel against the gods, and possessed the indomitable and domineering spirit that a human emperor should have.
So what if the enemy is an immortal?He is still indomitable, his spine is as strong as a pillar of support.
This kind of existence fell under the hands of the top powerhouses after the heavens. Emperor Yuan Meng felt that... this emperor may not be the eleventh realm recorded in historical data.
Therefore, this ancient scripture became his goal.
However, when he was about to capture An Le and observe the complete ancient scriptures, the bronze coffin was opened, and the power of the ninth dragon vein, which he had dreamed of, was extremely majestic, soaring to the sky from inside the coffin!
Like a true blood dragon, roaring the entire underground palace!
Emperor Yuanmeng was entangled in whether he wanted to obtain the ancient scriptures or fight for the power of the dragon vein.
The power of the ninth dragon vein is very important to him. Now that he has refined the power of the eight dragon veins, he is only short of the ninth one. A move that even the emperor has never done.
Emperor Yuanmeng was fully confident, borrowing the power of the dragon veins, stepped into the eleventh realm, and became the first practitioner who broke the rules of practice exhaustion and stepped into the eleventh realm since ancient times!
However, the ancient scriptures also attracted him.
Emperor Yuanmeng was furious, his eyes were shining brightly, and at this moment, his heart was actually a little restless.
The dragon veins burst out of the coffin, lost the suppression, and may soon rush out of the underground palace and scatter into the earth. He needs to gather again, which will be very troublesome, and there may even be a risk of being captured by others.
Because, many of the ten realms competing on the silver chain have the qualifications and abilities to compete for the power of the dragon vein.
Old guys from Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples can all refine the power of dragon veins.
What made Emperor Yuanmeng even more afraid were the two immortal descendants of the Immortal White Tiger Family, and their goal was also the power of the dragon vein.
You must know that the reason why the war against the sky broke out ten thousand years ago was because the powerhouses of the Immortal Ancient Family, after the heavens, got involved in the luck of the world, and wanted to seize the nine tripods of the world and the power of the dragon veins in the world.
The peerless emperor refused to accept it, so he launched an act of conquering the heavens, leading the army of Yingqin, rebelling against the heavens, and fighting the immortals. With the blood and bones of countless Yingqin soldiers, he beheaded the immortals and let the immortals fall into mortal dust. Immortal blood stains the mountains and rivers of the world, so that the immortals are no longer superior!
Therefore, if the power of the dragon veins is allowed to leave, it may be taken away by the descendants of the immortals.
This is a choice, but Emperor Yuanmeng's brows are shining, and his vigorous black hair is flying!
The space of mind and spirit appears, just like a thunder pool appears, and a burly and magnificent Yuanshen sits in the thunder pool. It is the thunder pool intertwined with annihilation thunder, and the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng is tempered. .
The primordial spirit came out of the body, covered the Leichi and walked towards Anle.
The power of the dragon veins entangled in the body, shining brightly like the sun, turned around and grabbed the power of the ninth dragon veins flying out of the coffin.
"Children make choices, orphans want everything!"
Emperor Yuanmeng had flying hair, bright eyes, and great ambitions.
I want to have both the ancient scriptures and the power of the dragon veins in my pocket, and swallow all the two great opportunities!
The Yuanshen came with the thunder pool, and the annihilation thunder burst out. As the most terrifying annihilation thunder among the three calamities, it became the attacking force of the Yuanmeng Emperor Yuanshen at this moment, and it seemed to be tamed.
The old monster also recovered from the astonishment that An Le broke through the eighth realm of body forging and carried the complete ancient scriptures.
After all, he has seen the big world, but he never thought that Anle could actually do this, which greatly exceeded his expectations. He thought that Anle's physical body could not carry the ancient scriptures, but Anle showed with practical actions that he could do it.
"The eight realms are a realm to receive and comprehend the will of heaven and earth. It is quite important as a link between the past and the future...it can indeed create miracles."
"This little guy has not only attracted the will of heaven and earth, but maybe in it, he has already realized his own way of the future avenue, and forged the foundation for the future cohesion of the embryonic form of the avenue."
In the deeply sunken eye sockets of the old monster, the light was like will-o'-the-wisps, and he instantly judged the reason.
Obviously, he also noticed that the rudimentary foundation of the avenue created by An Le may be... unusual, but a top-level avenue. Only in this way can An Le's body grow to the extent that it can carry the ancient scriptures.
"But... the physical body of the eighth level is still not strong enough, and now it is barely able to carry it, and the physical body is on the verge of being destroyed. If this continues, it will affect the practice, and the gain outweighs the loss."
The old monster sighed lightly.
For Anle, I don't know if this is good news.
The Void Armor clanged, and the silver light was brilliant. Each silver light was like a silver spear, piercing and tearing the void.
The armor disintegrated, and then covered the shriveled body of the old monster.
He controlled the Void Armor with his primordial spirit, and when he raised his hand lightly, there were space seals intertwined.
The space storm is like a knife, colliding with the sweeping annihilation thunder pool, and the space cracks are intertwined with thunder.
Emperor Yuanmeng's primordial spirit was blocked. Although the old monster was old and withered, leaving only the power of the lingering primordial spirit, he still showed an invincible demeanor and easily blocked the Yuanmeng's primordial spirit.
The depleted power, with a little use, can burst into extremely powerful energy, which is extremely terrifying.
"The primordial spirit, which has been exhausted for thousands of years, can still burst out with such power today. In your prime, you must have broken through the barriers and barriers of the eleventh realm. You are a truly peerless powerhouse."
Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen Leichi was shrouded, and Mengmenglei's arc was moving endlessly, and he stared solemnly.
Wrapped under the Void Armor, the old monster smiled faintly: "Then let the old man show off his face and let the old man take this little guy away."
"The ancient scriptures are close at hand, and it is a supreme opportunity, and one should not give up the opportunity alone." The Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng opened and closed his eyes, annihilated and thundered, and said softly.
The primordial spirit was in turmoil, the sun was shining brightly, and thunder ponds rushed in, causing the void to burst!
The old monster under the Void Armor didn't care, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and a space print was printed out, blending into the surrounding air, diffuse into the space, attracting waves of waves, colliding with the thunder pool, blocking the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng, allowing him to Unable to move forward.
On the other side, Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body jumped up, trying to catch the dragon's veins, his blood was burning like a red fire, reflecting the sky like a red glow!
However, when he was about to touch the dragon vein.
Immortal spirit horses came at high speed, intertwined into a web, trying to capture the power of the dragon veins, and snatched food from Emperor Yuanmeng's tiger's jaws!
Those are the two immortal descendants of the White Tiger Family who have crossed the silver chain, and the two descendants of immortals at the tenth level.
Emperor Yuanmeng had a burly and majestic body, and he glanced coldly, murderous intent rolling.
The power of the ninth dragon vein was regarded by him as a must-have, and these descendants of immortals who were suppressed and sealed in the tomb actually fought with him.
"You are too greedy. You actually plan to have both the ancient scriptures and the dragon veins. Greedy people will be overwhelmed by their own greed. In the end, they will be empty-handed and get nothing."
Faint laughter came from the mouths of the two immortal descendants.
Immortal blood was beating on their bodies, exuding a supernatural aura. Indistinctly, a white tiger entrenched in the starry sky opened its mouth and roared, exuding a breathtaking coercion!
These two descendants of the immortals were able to cultivate to the tenth realm within the suppressed tomb, which is naturally extraordinary, just like the old immortal elders, with the blood of the immortals, and with the help of the immortal blood, they have taken a crucial step , set foot in the transcendent realm of the Ten Realms.
Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body was full of energy and blood, like waves rising from the sea, his eyes glanced sharply and sharply.
As for the two descendants of immortals who stopped them, their murderous intentions surged: "It's just a reptile that was suppressed under the tomb, dare to come and compete with Gu for the dragon's veins?"
Emperor Yuan Meng spoke coldly, and even gave up the fight for the ninth dragon vein. His body moved sideways, pulling out afterimages in midair, and instantly appeared beside a descendant of a ten-level immortal.
The opponent's fairy blood was roaring, but Emperor Yuanmeng was overbearing and unparalleled, he didn't care about sweeping the scimitar, the light of the sword was brilliant in the darkness, and the blowing wind made all the eternal lights in the underground palace shake endlessly!
"The primordial spirit is separated from the body. You can only exert the power of body forging only by relying on the physical body. At this moment, you are only a single person who has completed the tenth stage of body forging. How can the two of us be afraid of you? Hu Yuan, you go and suppress the first one!" Nine dragon veins, let me meet the emperor of the ten realms of the world in this era!"
One of the descendants of the immortals, whose immortal aura became more and more intense, faced the knife slashed by Emperor Yuanmeng, and slapped his palm brazenly. When the palm fell, it turned into a tiger claw as white as ice and snow, as if it had been slapped from outside the sky!
The void burst, interweaving a dense network of cracks.
However, Emperor Yuanmeng moved forward physically, never retreating, stepping down with one step, his blood flowed up into the sky like a pool of water in an explosion, and the scimitar was cut out from it, and his avenue exuded mystery, sweeping away everything in front of him enemy!
The sword light collided with the tiger claw!
This descendant of the Ten Realm Immortal's expression changed in horror, because the tiger claw that he had put all his efforts into introducing the profound meaning of immortal blood was cut open with a single knife, and it seemed that real blood was splashing and flowing.
The power contained in the scimitar blade light is too huge, it doesn't seem like the power that a ten-level statue can grasp!
"How can it be so powerful? There is only a single forging force left, and it can also explode into an invincible posture that overwhelms everything!"
The white tiger's tiger claws collapsed, and this descendant of the ten-realm immortal felt great pressure for a while, because Emperor Yuanmeng approached with a knife, waving the light of the knife, and all around was covered by the gorgeous light of the knife. It turned into the power of the Great Dao controlled by Emperor Yuanmeng.
This descendant of the immortal who has stepped into the ten realms of refining gods and tempering the body, and survived two catastrophes, was completely suppressed and beaten by the single body of Emperor Yuanmeng. Very miserable.
puff!
Emperor Yuanmeng was extremely ruthless, as he swept his scimitar across, a head with a fairy air soared into the sky and was cut off directly.
The golden scimitar is not stained with blood, and the blade is dazzling. Emperor Yuanmeng succeeded with one move, and the light of the sword vented like a waterfall, instantly drowning the descendant of the white tiger family of the ten realms, twisting his body into countless pieces. Minced meat, blood mist sprinkled horizontally!
Yuanshen jumped out of the broken body. This descendant of the immortal was terrified. He was frightened by the fighting power of Emperor Yuanmeng. What kind of fierce and ruthless man is this? !
It is also the ten realms that have survived three catastrophes, why is the gap so huge, and it is vaguely regarded as being killed in seconds? !
You must know that those who can cultivate to the tenth realm are not considered mediocre, and they can all be called geniuses who have cultivated one way!
However, within the ten realms, they can still be so strong, almost overpowering their peers and invincible!
In this era of exhausted practice, such a monster was born!
Emperor Yuan Meng fought against this descendant of the immortal. Although he only used his physical body, the increase and improvement brought about by refining the eight dragon veins are still extremely powerful. It belongs to the level of body forging and is at the peak of the ten realms!
The existence that truly stands on the top of the ten realms, let the thunder of annihilation add to him, and the fire of nirvana burns.
The golden knife in his hand is undoubtedly a treasure. Although it may only be a first-tier treasure, not as good as a third-tier treasure such as the Void Armor, it has been exuding strange fluctuations for a long time, which is extraordinary and refined.
The scimitar swept across the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit, the descendant of the immortal, spewed out the blood of the primordial spirit, and finally withered miserably. Light up the dark underground palace.
The descendant of the Immortal of the Ten Realms, who was plundering towards the ninth dragon vein, changed his face in shock.
Companion, as the top powerhouse who survived the third catastrophe among the descendants of immortals in their generation, is not weaker than the old immortal leader, but... was killed so arbitrarily!
He frantically flitted towards the ninth dragon vein, and suddenly a little scarlet blood appeared all over his body. There were ribbon-like golden light spots in the scarlet. This was the blood of the immortal monarch. The power of the dragon veins that came out of the broken coffin wanted to suppress the power of the dragon veins.
I don't want to live up to the short and precious time created by my dead companions!
However, Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body was extremely tyrannical, he stomped his foot, his body shot backwards, his blood was vigorous, fighting for flow like a waterfall!
The distance was shortened in an instant, the scimitar swept up, and the saber aura raged, like a gust of wind and rain venting out!
boom!
This descendant of the immortal has completely ignited the immortal blood, as if the will contained in the immortal blood has been awakened, it is the real blood of the immortal monarch!
An Eleven-level White Tiger Immortal!
A pair of gigantic tiger-head phantoms emerged, as huge as a mountain, with white tiger eyes rippling like a lake!
Faced with the real power of the blood of the immortal monarch, Emperor Yuanmeng also frowned, but he was still fearless, and swung his machete towards the huge tiger head. rise!
However, it is obviously not as easy as hacking to death the first tenth realm.
On the altar, Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen came out of his body and crossed his body. With one enemy and two, he wanted to swallow the ancient scriptures and rush out of the bronze coffin with the power of the dragon's veins. Two great opportunities!
On the silver chain, the eyes of many outside ten-level powerhouses were brilliant, and they were extremely excited.
Many people's eyes are fixed on the golden radiance of the flesh body, like the golden body of the Buddha, like the peace of the gods descending from the mortal world, and the eyes are full of excitement!
They naturally understand the value of such ancient scriptures!
"Fight! We must fight for this ancient scripture!"
"Seizing An Le is the most important thing!"
The eyes of a respectable ten-level man flickered, his heart was soaring, he wished he could put wings on himself, cross the silver chains, step on the Lingtai, capture the peace of engraving ancient scriptures all over his body, and swallow this great opportunity!
Taking advantage of the confrontation between Emperor Yuanmeng and the mysterious strongman brought by Anle, Anle's body is the emptiest at this moment, and this is the best chance to seize the opportunity!
Of course, the old sword master and the old heavenly master and other ten-level powerhouses who had a good relationship with Anle had worries in their eyes, worrying about Anle's safety.
The current situation is definitely not good for An Le, and it can even be said to be a little dangerous!
boom!
The silver chains swayed constantly, whipping the spiritual liquid lake around the Lingtai, the lake water splashed and evaporated into a misty dense fog of spiritual energy, making the underground palace illuminated by various means of power feel like a fairyland!
The runes and mechanisms on the silver chains flickered endlessly, and the peacock crossbows in the void seemed to be drawn with open arms, shining brilliantly!
The powerhouses of the ten realms showed their magical powers, and finally someone broke through the silver chain and set foot on the altar!
The breath of death is constantly intertwined, holding a palace in the palm of his hand, and the eyes of the ruler of Hell Mansion radiate blood. As the first person to set foot on the Lingtai after Emperor Yuanmeng and the descendants of immortals, his mood is extremely excited!
His gaze was locked on An Le's body all of a sudden.
Although he was also passionate about the power of the dragon veins flying out of the bronze coffin, he was unwilling to fight because he knew that the ninth dragon vein must be the first choice of Emperor Yuanmeng.
Once the Emperor Yuanmeng is angered and becomes the only target of his attack, he is afraid that he will suffer a big loss.
Therefore, the goal of the Fujun is naturally to lock Anle, and as the Fujun of the Hell Palace, a strong man at the top of the ten realms, if he can capture Anle, this young man whose body is full of ancient scriptures and scriptures will definitely be able to give him Great benefit!
Whether it's observing scriptures or refining the body of a young man, it's a good choice!
Blood qi floats up and down, soul thoughts are intertwined, forming a blood-like mental power that leaps out of the body, the ruler of the hell palace, with a smile on his face, holds the palace gate in his palm, and walks towards An Le, who has finished the sword dance and is full of scriptures engraved all over his body. go.
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An Le didn't expect that it would still be so difficult to carry the ancient scriptures while breaking into the eighth realm together with body training and spirit training, and he was quite surprised that he could barely bear it.
The physical body is constantly cracking, even if the mountains and rivers in the spine are constantly scoured by the will of the world, it is still difficult to keep the physical body intact.
Physical strength is still not enough, much worse!
This made An Le feel inexplicably anxious. Of course, he didn't show it, his mind was intertwined, [Wizard of the Ages] The Dao Fruit of the Years was beating, emitting a strange energy, allowing An Le's primordial spirit to quickly observe and remember the physical body of ancient scriptures.
The scriptures are like a brilliant fire, burning from ancient times to the present.
It is very obscure, and the transformation brought about by a complete scripture is completely different from that of a half scripture.
The primordial spirit of Anle is memorizing the ancient scriptures. The scriptures on the ancient scriptures seem to penetrate into the soul through the body. On the primordial spirit of Anle, golden ancient scriptures are also beginning to appear.
Like dense sparks burning and intertwining.
The primordial spirit of the Eight Realms Immortal Tour is quite powerful, and the ten thousand-zhang glow lifts the primordial spirit up into the sky like a god.
In addition, the ancient scriptures are reflected bit by bit from the physical body to the primordial spirit, making the primordial spirit more and more miraculous!
An Le's eyes flickered, and the ancient scriptures seemed to link the body and the soul together, allowing the body and the spirit to resonate, forming a harmony of water and milk, and achieving a special level of sublimation that complements each other!
boom!
In the peaceful mind space, the self-created method of refining the gods, the time visualization map emerges, the trickle of the long river of time and visions lie across, and the ancient scriptures emerge, like a group of brilliant flames burning and blooming in the long river of time .
Water is time, fire is civilization, and the interweaving of water and fire seems to form a magnificent elegy!
An Le's mind, which had just stepped into the Eighth Realm of Immortal Ascension Boundary, actually stabilized slowly at this moment, without any ups and downs.
An Le was overjoyed, and could even feel that her primordial spirit and soul became stronger and stronger under the attachment of the ancient scriptures.
The physical body cannot carry the ancient scriptures, but the soul can do it, which brings unexpected joy to An Le.
Anle thought about it, looking at the vision of the river of time like a trickle in his eyes, revealing a look of suddenness. Obviously, it was possible to do this because of the vision of the river of time.
The contents of the ancient scriptures are gradually presented in the soul. The complete ancient scriptures are extremely heavy. Even if the soul carries them, there is still a roaring sound that lingers endlessly. Fortunately, under the suppression of the vision of the long river of time, there are no waves!
"Ah! Grandpa is going to die, Grandpa is really going to die!"
Anle's body, scriptures are like fire, all over the body, the treasure tree on the shoulder is also attached by scriptures, the treasure tree howls continuously, extremely shrill.
The pain that Baoshu endured is naturally the pain that An Le endured!
But the treasure tree is actually changing, its aura has changed, it is growing, becoming deep and powerful!
Suddenly, An Le's heart skipped a beat, feeling the threat of death looming over her.
He opened his eyes, and the center of the pupils was also engraved with ancient golden scriptures, as if two twisted golden flames were burning!
In the distance, blood spread, as if the Lord of Hell was pulling a long river of blood, he came slowly, his eyes were evil, greedy and excited, staring at An Le.
In the sky above the Lingtai, the space seals were constantly floating and sinking, and they were constantly being fired. They clashed with Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen Leichi, and the intense energy was vented endlessly.
Such a catharsis of energy, in order to prevent Anle from being affected, the boss covered the Void Armor and directly tore open the space, and extradited Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen Leichi into it, and collided and confronted in an inexplicable space, which will have an impact on the present world Minimize it, at least it won't affect An Le's extremely fragile body at the moment.
But also because of this, on the altar, only An Le himself was left empty in front of the coffin, and the Lord of the Hell Mansion walked forward step by step, approaching An Le, unexpectedly unimpeded!
For the time being, the old monster couldn't get out of the battle entangled by Yuanshen Leichi, the emperor of Yuanmeng, to help Anle.
"No one can save you! Your luck is indeed strong. You became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain on the seventh mountain, and you have formed a great relationship with the holy master. However, at this moment, in the tomb of the first emperor, the fate depends on your destiny. By means, the influence of the holy master is nothing."
"Don't worry, I will quickly obliterate your primordial spirit and refine your fleshy body. If your fleshy body and the seal-cut ancient scriptures can be refined by the Lord, I'm afraid you may have the chance to grow into the legendary Hanba. Ordinary existence!"
The incomparable greed and excitement of the Lord of Hell.
If he can really sacrifice the Hanba, he will definitely be able to set foot on the eleventh realm and realize the breakthrough and leap of the barrier!
The bloody river rushed down, and countless dead souls wailed in it.
This is an evil law of the hell palace. I don’t know how many people have been killed to cultivate it. It is like a river of death extradited from the nether world!
The power of the river acts on the spirit, and the Lord of Hell wants to use this to erase the primordial spirit and spiritual wisdom in Anle's body!
The bloody river kept approaching, bringing a crisis that made An Le's body tremble.
He stared intently, his mind moved.
The war puppet emerged, and now that it has stepped into the double eighth realm, the war puppet's cultivation base has also been simultaneously raised to the double eighth realm.
The war puppet imitated and copied the Emperor Yuanmeng. The Emperor Yuanmeng of the double eighth realm was enough to fight against the late double ninth realm powerhouses. It would be difficult for the double nine realms, which condensed the embryonic form of the Dao, to be perfect.
As for facing the Lord of Hell, An Le didn't give any hope at all, that is, he stopped him for a while, gave him a little time to think about the way to escape, and let his soul reflect the complete ancient scriptures.
"Puppet? The aura is only a first-timer to the eighth realm... These puppets dare to show themselves in front of me, they look like clowns."
The Lord of Hell Palace glanced at the war puppet blocking him, and couldn't help but smile indifferently.
Raising his hand, the palm of his hand was pressed down brazenly, and the bloody river surged out, as if the tremors washed away the space!
The war puppet's eyes flickered, he bent his bow and shot an arrow, the arrow surged with intent, spun at high speed, and pierced through the bloody river.
However, this bloody river seems to be extradited from the nether world, its power is majestic and unfathomable.
The arrows were washed away and disappeared, and the war puppet's arrow intentions also collapsed and vanished.
However, the war puppet did not retreat, and drew out the scimitar, bursting out with the same saber intent as Emperor Yuanmeng, and the saber aura raged, like a big net intertwined around!
This knife was so gorgeous that even the Lord of the Hell Palace felt his heart tremble.
The bloody river was split by the light of the knife, and the war puppet kept waving the scimitar, and the light of the knife kept splashing.
Ok?
In the space, the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng sits in the pool of lightning intertwined with annihilation, and competes with the space power mastered by the boss!
Suddenly, Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen's eyes opened and closed, and he saw the scene of the war puppet confronting the Bloody River, the Lord of Hell. The familiar light and intent of the sword made Yuanmeng's Yuanshen slightly startled.
It was as if he was watching his younger self make a move.
This picture is quite weird!
"What weird puppets, I will destroy them all!"
The Lord of Hell does not want to waste time. Emperor Yuanmeng confronts the old monster who is good at space art. It is very likely that he will stop the fire at any time and come back to fight for Anle. He must seize the time to capture Anle and obtain the ancient scriptures!
clap clap clap...
The bloody river ran faster and faster, and finally, the scimitar wielded by the war puppet broke and was completely swallowed and overturned by the bloody river.
The war puppet was covered with cracks, and with a bang, it set off a terrifying wave of energy, and finally returned to nothingness.
An Le's mind was shocked. In the Dao Fruit space, the [War Puppet] Dao Fruit's light was slightly dim, and it was temporarily unusable. The War Puppet was shattered and it took time to recover.
However, the war puppet also bought precious time for An Le.
When the last scripture was engraved on Yuanshen.
Anle's primordial spirit turned into a solemn treasure, with the Buddha's light shining everywhere, and the golden light brilliantly filled the entire mental space.
The radiance of the heart sword of the colorful colored glaze was suppressed, but the vision of the long river of time was still dazzling.
Countless scriptures are like firewood piled up and burned into flames.
In the beating flames, An Le seemed to see the pictures of the past years, the continuation and withering of civilization in the flames, and there seemed to be a sense of sadness spreading and intertwining!
An Le's primordial spirit trembled, his eyes opened and closed, revealing a trace of doubt and bewilderment.
It seems to be puzzled by the picture of the years shown in the ancient scriptures, as if... the ancient scriptures are not a product of this era.
at the same time.
On the Lingtai, Anle's Yuanshen seal carved the last word of the ancient scriptures.
An Le's soul and body both burned with golden flames.
In the dark, there seemed to be an extremely unique wave, which spread and impacted on the bronze coffin behind him.
Boom!
dong dong!
There was a shocking vibration in the bronze coffin, as if something was hitting the coffin and the coffin wall.
It's like the sound of a beating heart rejuvenated with vitality and vitality!
The Lord of Hell, who was holding the palace in his hand, paused at this moment, staring at the coffin with some seriousness, feeling a little hairy.
After all, this is the underground palace, the place where the first emperor was buried, and the person sleeping in the coffin may be the amazing and peerless figure who rebelled against the heavens thousands of years ago, so he dare not be careless!
It wasn't just him, many of the ten realm powerhouses fighting for crossing on the silver chains all stopped their movements tacitly, staring at the copper coffin, as if waiting for something strange to appear in the copper coffin.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of the collision is still spreading endlessly, just like an ancient ancient clock ringing.
The Lord of Hell Palace ignored it, and a stern look appeared in his eyes. He stepped down with one step, and the bronze Lingtai trembled slightly, and the water of spiritual liquid exploded into waves.
His figure was approaching An Le in an instant.
With five fingers hooked, he pressed down fiercely, and suddenly a bloody river flowed out from the nether world, entwined around Anle, wrapping Anle and the Lord of Hell together.
The Lord of Hell Palace supported the palace gate with one hand, his eyes were dim, and blood was spreading.
He stared at the Anle that was permeated with ancient scriptures and revealed a smile.
Staring greedily at the ancient scriptures engraved all over An Le's body, he grinned.
"What a mysterious ancient scripture, I can't see the history at all at first glance, but the soul is trembling, and the ghost of communication seems to be in turmoil..."
"This ancient scripture has a lot of background, and the Pluto in the nether world... is amazed by it!"
The Lord of Hell Mansion murmured, feeling the will coming from the netherworld.
He was getting closer and closer to Anle, and when he was one foot away from Anle, he could even feel the blood flowing from Anle's cracked body.
Above the Lingtai.
The Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng, who was wrapped in Lei Chi, jumped out.
The old monster wearing silver void armor also walked out.
Both of them frowned slightly, and they were both heading towards the Lord of Hell, trying to stop him from refining the body of An Le.
The Lord of Hell's eyes glanced at it, his mind was agitated, the blood-colored river was surging, and the palace in his hand was thrown up by him, as if it was located in the netherworld, the palace that opened the way for the souls of the dead emitted black light, floating above the blood-colored river.
It seems to have formed a unique barrier, isolating the span and transition of space!
"This is... the power of the nether world."
Under the Void Armor, the old monster's eyes flickered solemnly.
"Thousands of years have passed, and the connection between the nether world and the human world is still unbroken."
"In the era when a hundred schools of thought were contending, there was the Yin-Yang family who extradited Nether to open reincarnation for the world... Now, after thousands of years, the inheritance of the Yin-Yang family has not been cut off, and it has reappeared in the human world."
The old monster sighed.
Times are changing, and practice is drying up, but what remains unchanged and never exhausted is the spirit and philosophy of various schools of thought.
The palace is floating on the long bloody river, blocking the old monster and the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng.
The two were really blocked, and it was difficult to break through quickly and rescue Anle.
And it is precisely this time that the Lord of Hell needs. During this time, as long as he completes the refinement of Anle's body, he will be able to master the ancient scriptures, and even get more powerful power from the Netherworld!
On the silver chain.
The face of the old sword master with a hollow in his chest changed slightly, and the old heavenly master sat upright on a purple golden lotus with a solemn face.
Many ten-level powerhouses resorted to frequent means, and finally set foot on the spiritual platform one after another.
The old sword sage and the old heavenly master did not hesitate to go to support Anle, but the patron of the Xiliang kingdom, Moby Whale, grinned coldly and madly, with a wave of demonic energy, and a bone knife lay across, blocking the old sword sage .
The purple qi golden lotus under the seat of the old heavenly master burst out with brilliance, but he was also blocked by others. He was the master of the Zhenwu temple, the two leaders of the Daoist sect in the world, and they fought on the altar of the tomb.
Although An Le has many opponents in the outside world, he also has a lot of help.
A burst of chanting the Buddha's name surged, and the heart and sword intertwined and burst out with brilliance. It seems that there is a heart and sword intent everywhere in the world.
The female Bodhisattva of the ten realms of Ganye Temple, Master Wenzhu's brows shined brightly, and the heart sword of the ten realms was handed out, wrapped in the Buddha's light, and wanted to float away and cut through the river of blood.
However, the World Honored One of Lianhua Temple, whose red cassock was billowing, and whose eyes were blazing, clasped his palms together and stood in front of the heart sword.
"Amitabha, Master Wenzhu, you and I have not discussed Buddhism for hundreds of years. Today, you and I discuss the principles of Buddhism."
The World Honored One of Lianhua Temple said softly.
One of the disciples of the World Honored One is the Holy Monk Crossing the Sea. Because of crossing the sea, the relationship between Lianhua Temple and Anle is actually quite diametrically opposed. At this moment, the World Honored One took the initiative to stop him, which was unexpected but also reasonable.
The three Buddhist temples, Ganye and Lianhua have all taken action.
The Buddha of Time in Lanke Temple did not stand idly by. A copper-colored hatchet appeared in the hand of the benevolent monk. The ax was stained with copper and rust. When he waved it lightly, the powerful Dao power fluctuated out.
However, the old and withered fingers gently stretched out, turning into phantoms of two fingers, clamping the severed copper axe.
The time Buddha of Lanke Temple was also blocked by someone, and the person who blocked him was Uncle Yan Tong, the former owner of the first mountain.
"Amitabha, Lord Yan, why did you come here..."
Time Buddha looked complicated and sighed softly.
"It's just different ways..." Uncle Yan Tong replied calmly.
An Le is a variable, and his Tao...doesn't need a variable, but he himself needs to be a variable. The existence of An Le will affect his Tao, making it difficult for him to complete his Tao, and even never see it complete.
Unless he gave up the way of penance for hundreds of years and started from scratch.
But in this era where practice is becoming more and more exhausted, who can have the courage to start all over again?
At least, Uncle Yan Tong didn't.
The blood-stained young man whose legs were withered and unable to move raised his hand, as if there was a terrifying sound roaring at the fingertips, and the fingers could shake the stars.
This is a strong man who has completed the double nine realms and has never stepped into the tenth realm. However, at this moment, he also chooses to help Anle.
Because this person is Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali Kingdom, Zhao Huangting once chatted with Lu Yishan, and wanted Lu Yishan to help him in peace.
Faced with such a situation today, Lu Yishan naturally wanted to make a move.
However, when Lu Yishan made a move, someone also tried to stop him. The old man in the robe of stars, with his beard and hair flying, raised his hands and stomped his feet, like stars falling towards Lu Yishan.
"Elder Supreme, if Lu remembers well, the Star Reaching Sect and Anle are not enemies, right? Today Lu helped Anle, why did you stop him?"
Lu Yishan stared and asked in a deep voice.
The Supreme Elder, with the light curtain of stars on his back, looked at Lu Yishan calmly, and said calmly, "No reason."
Lu Yishan was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were deep, as if there was a sea of stars floating up and down, he said in a deep voice: "Then Lu Mou guessed, whether the action of the Supreme Elder was due to the Lord of Hell?"
The elder Taishang sighed lightly: "Lu Yishan, you are very smart. The former king admired you and trusted you, but now Dali has completed the change of the throne, and the king trusts the old man more. You and I have different ideas. In such a situation The era will eventually come to an end."
Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali Kingdom, shook his head: "Then you can't join forces with the Xiliang Hell Palace... That's seeking skin with tigers, walking with wolves, it will bring disaster to Dali, and it will bring the risk of overthrowing the Zhaixing Sect."
The Supreme Elder smiled: "How can I not know this, but the old man is not joining forces with Hell, not Xiliang, but... Nether."
Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali, was stunned, and then there was bitterness in his eyes, knowing that the situation was irreversible, and the persuasion was useless: "Is there a difference?"
The words are not speculative, although Dali Guoshi looks miserable, but he is unambiguous in his efforts.
Half a step to the ten realms, condensing the embryonic form of the Dao, Dali Guoshi Lu Yishan is only a hair's breadth away from the ten realms.
A great war broke out on the altar, those who helped An Le, and those who were against An Le, the ten-level powerhouses, confronted each other.
This opportunity to compete for a chance to enter the tenth-level tomb turned into a chaotic battle because of an Anle. The focus of the audience was all on a young man who had just broken through to the eighth level!
Of course, this battle will not affect the fate of An Le who is shrouded in blood.
What is the level of cultivation of the Lord of the Hell Palace? The ten realms are perfect, he has survived three catastrophes, he can communicate with the nether world, and his cultivation level is extremely strong.
An Le, who had just broken through to the eighth realm of refining, would not make any major mistakes at all, without any suspense.
In the deep and sunken eyes of the old monster covered by the void armor, there was a sudden flash of silver light, as if there was a dusty aura that was about to be released slowly.
However, suddenly, the old monster was stunned, and the ghost lights in his eyes danced, and the silver light fell silent again, and continued to lie dormant.
An Le... seemed to surprise him again!
boom!
In the bronze coffin in the center of the Lingtai, there was a roar and the sound of hitting the coffin wall was endlessly turbulent.
Finally, a three-legged bronze tripod flew out of the coffin.
Ambilight is shining, as if there are visions of mountains, rivers and rivers, all of which are presented on the top of this bronze three-legged mountain and river tripod!
Many people's eyes are attracted to the past!
One of the nine tripods in the world... the third-tier treasure that was sealed in the tomb of the first emperor, the Shanhe tripod!
After the power of the dragon vein gushes out from the coffin, it is also born!
At the moment when this mountain and river tripod was born.
In the sea of blood, An Le, covered in scriptures, saw golden flames beating in his eyes, and his eyes moved horizontally, and landed on the mountain and river tripod that jumped out of the coffin, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He seems to have thought of how to strengthen his physical body so that it can carry ancient scriptures!
That is... refining this mountain and river cauldron!
Let the second mountain and river tripod enter his spine like a dragon!
"What are you thinking?"
"The current situation is that I want to refine you, but you... are still thinking about refining this world-born mountain and river cauldron?"
"Are you... looking down on me?"
The Lord of Hell's noble clothes fluttered, his eyes stared at An Le, who was close at hand, and said softly.
The flame scriptures that were born in Anle's pupils, he looked back at the mountain and river tripod that jumped out of the coffin, and his eyes fell on the body of the Lord of Hell. There was a faint look on his face that was covered with cracks because of carrying the ancient scriptures. smile.
"Just looking down on you... so what?"
An Le said.
Murderous intent is rolling in the eyes of the Lord of Hell!
"I want to make your life worse than death, and make you cry and beg me!"
The Lord of Hell's tone was very cold. He opened his arms, as if gushing blood, intertwined into bloody chains like twists and turns, entangled towards An Le's cracked body because of carrying the scriptures, and the Lord of Hell lifted his arms. Raising his hand, his five black fingers stretched out, slowly falling down, towards An Le's head.
Lord of Hell...to refine Anle!
However, An Le laughed.
Raise your hand, the scriptures between your five fingers are burning, and when you tap lightly, there is a roaring sound like rolling stars!
Vaguely, it seemed that there was a dao fruit being grasped by An Le.
Years Dao Fruit [Sacrifice]!
[Sacrifice of the body (Yueyue Daoguo): The separation of the spirit and the flesh, the flesh can be given up, the rebirth of the extinction, complete and flawless]
When the Lord of Hell's palm was pressed on An Le's head.
An Le stimulates the Dao Fruit.
In an instant, An Le's brows were filled with light, like a radiant glow, like clouds steaming under the rosy clouds, shining brightly, and the vision of the long river of time winding and surging, sheltering the soul and the primordial spirit.
"Ah?! Brother Le, what are you going to do?! No! Don't do this?!"
"Brother Le, you won't have to worry about firewood if you stay in the green hills. The physical body is the capital of cultivation and the foundation of ascending to the top. Calm down!"
The precious tree growing from Anle's shoulders seemed to know what Anle was going to do, and he was terrified, desperate, and howled loudly.
The Lord of Hell also shrank his eyes, and his hair stood on end. He dared to feel a strong crisis from this young man with eight levels of cultivation!
In the next moment, the cracks in An Le's body were seen to expand more and more, and the ancient scriptures covering it seemed to be as bright as the sun at this moment!
Violent energy fluctuations, in An Le's physical body, blood surged and boiled, as if the innate spiritual energy was ignited!
"You want the ancient book, right? Here it is for you."
An Le looked at the Lord of Hell who was about to take back his palm, and smiled gently.
The words just fell!
The whole person is like a glorious sun, every ancient scripture collides together, and the clanging sound resounds through the turmoil!
boom! ! !
An Le's physical body suddenly disintegrated and exploded!
Terrifying energy is surging in all directions like a stormy sea!
The restless scriptures, under the detonation of the blood of the body, became more active, clanging and colliding with each other, and the power exploded, as if killing the world!
A cloud of golden fire mushrooms lingering around the ancient scriptures, dazzling and dazzling like a god's sun, is transpiring and spreading!
Accompanied by Baoshu's screams...
Instantly engulfed the Lord of Hell!
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Emperor Yuanmeng's eyes were bright, his body was surging with energy and blood, and the power of the eight dragon veins hung around his body like a ribbon of clouds, just like the horse training carried by an immortal when he travels.
The steps he took stopped, and at this moment, he was a little hesitant and hesitant.
His initial goal was to find Anle, because although Anle's body was covered with cracks, it exuded brilliant brilliance, just like the golden body of Buddha, dazzling and dazzling, and the scriptures on it circulated, exuding mystery.
The complete ancient scriptures were engraved by An Le's flesh body, and successfully recorded. The ancient scriptures that disappeared thousands of years ago are now reappearing, and will be observed and practiced by the world!
Emperor Yuanmeng was also eager for the ancient scriptures.
Because, being able to be divided into two by the first emperor, one recorded in his personal sword, and the other recorded in seal carving on the bronze coffin where he was buried, can represent the mystery and preciousness of this ancient scripture!
According to the records in the classics, what is the cultivation level of Emperor Yingqin, the first emperor in the world?
Some people say it is the eleventh realm, but others say it is the twelve realm.
Emperor Yuan Meng didn't know, but he knew the difference of this emperor. He was a fierce existence who dared to rebel against the gods, and possessed the indomitable and domineering spirit that a human emperor should have.
So what if the enemy is an immortal?He is still indomitable, his spine is as strong as a pillar of support.
This kind of existence fell under the hands of the top powerhouses after the heavens. Emperor Yuan Meng felt that... this emperor may not be the eleventh realm recorded in historical data.
Therefore, this ancient scripture became his goal.
However, when he was about to capture An Le and observe the complete ancient scriptures, the bronze coffin was opened, and the power of the ninth dragon vein, which he had dreamed of, was extremely majestic, soaring to the sky from inside the coffin!
Like a true blood dragon, roaring the entire underground palace!
Emperor Yuanmeng was entangled in whether he wanted to obtain the ancient scriptures or fight for the power of the dragon vein.
The power of the ninth dragon vein is very important to him. Now that he has refined the power of the eight dragon veins, he is only short of the ninth one. A move that even the emperor has never done.
Emperor Yuanmeng was fully confident, borrowing the power of the dragon veins, stepped into the eleventh realm, and became the first practitioner who broke the rules of practice exhaustion and stepped into the eleventh realm since ancient times!
However, the ancient scriptures also attracted him.
Emperor Yuanmeng was furious, his eyes were shining brightly, and at this moment, his heart was actually a little restless.
The dragon veins burst out of the coffin, lost the suppression, and may soon rush out of the underground palace and scatter into the earth. He needs to gather again, which will be very troublesome, and there may even be a risk of being captured by others.
Because, many of the ten realms competing on the silver chain have the qualifications and abilities to compete for the power of the dragon vein.
Old guys from Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples can all refine the power of dragon veins.
What made Emperor Yuanmeng even more afraid were the two immortal descendants of the Immortal White Tiger Family, and their goal was also the power of the dragon vein.
You must know that the reason why the war against the sky broke out ten thousand years ago was because the powerhouses of the Immortal Ancient Family, after the heavens, got involved in the luck of the world, and wanted to seize the nine tripods of the world and the power of the dragon veins in the world.
The peerless emperor refused to accept it, so he launched an act of conquering the heavens, leading the army of Yingqin, rebelling against the heavens, and fighting the immortals. With the blood and bones of countless Yingqin soldiers, he beheaded the immortals and let the immortals fall into mortal dust. Immortal blood stains the mountains and rivers of the world, so that the immortals are no longer superior!
Therefore, if the power of the dragon veins is allowed to leave, it may be taken away by the descendants of the immortals.
This is a choice, but Emperor Yuanmeng's brows are shining, and his vigorous black hair is flying!
The space of mind and spirit appears, just like a thunder pool appears, and a burly and magnificent Yuanshen sits in the thunder pool. It is the thunder pool intertwined with annihilation thunder, and the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng is tempered. .
The primordial spirit came out of the body, covered the Leichi and walked towards Anle.
The power of the dragon veins entangled in the body, shining brightly like the sun, turned around and grabbed the power of the ninth dragon veins flying out of the coffin.
"Children make choices, orphans want everything!"
Emperor Yuanmeng had flying hair, bright eyes, and great ambitions.
I want to have both the ancient scriptures and the power of the dragon veins in my pocket, and swallow all the two great opportunities!
The Yuanshen came with the thunder pool, and the annihilation thunder burst out. As the most terrifying annihilation thunder among the three calamities, it became the attacking force of the Yuanmeng Emperor Yuanshen at this moment, and it seemed to be tamed.
The old monster also recovered from the astonishment that An Le broke through the eighth realm of body forging and carried the complete ancient scriptures.
After all, he has seen the big world, but he never thought that Anle could actually do this, which greatly exceeded his expectations. He thought that Anle's physical body could not carry the ancient scriptures, but Anle showed with practical actions that he could do it.
"The eight realms are a realm to receive and comprehend the will of heaven and earth. It is quite important as a link between the past and the future...it can indeed create miracles."
"This little guy has not only attracted the will of heaven and earth, but maybe in it, he has already realized his own way of the future avenue, and forged the foundation for the future cohesion of the embryonic form of the avenue."
In the deeply sunken eye sockets of the old monster, the light was like will-o'-the-wisps, and he instantly judged the reason.
Obviously, he also noticed that the rudimentary foundation of the avenue created by An Le may be... unusual, but a top-level avenue. Only in this way can An Le's body grow to the extent that it can carry the ancient scriptures.
"But... the physical body of the eighth level is still not strong enough, and now it is barely able to carry it, and the physical body is on the verge of being destroyed. If this continues, it will affect the practice, and the gain outweighs the loss."
The old monster sighed lightly.
For Anle, I don't know if this is good news.
The Void Armor clanged, and the silver light was brilliant. Each silver light was like a silver spear, piercing and tearing the void.
The armor disintegrated, and then covered the shriveled body of the old monster.
He controlled the Void Armor with his primordial spirit, and when he raised his hand lightly, there were space seals intertwined.
The space storm is like a knife, colliding with the sweeping annihilation thunder pool, and the space cracks are intertwined with thunder.
Emperor Yuanmeng's primordial spirit was blocked. Although the old monster was old and withered, leaving only the power of the lingering primordial spirit, he still showed an invincible demeanor and easily blocked the Yuanmeng's primordial spirit.
The depleted power, with a little use, can burst into extremely powerful energy, which is extremely terrifying.
"The primordial spirit, which has been exhausted for thousands of years, can still burst out with such power today. In your prime, you must have broken through the barriers and barriers of the eleventh realm. You are a truly peerless powerhouse."
Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen Leichi was shrouded, and Mengmenglei's arc was moving endlessly, and he stared solemnly.
Wrapped under the Void Armor, the old monster smiled faintly: "Then let the old man show off his face and let the old man take this little guy away."
"The ancient scriptures are close at hand, and it is a supreme opportunity, and one should not give up the opportunity alone." The Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng opened and closed his eyes, annihilated and thundered, and said softly.
The primordial spirit was in turmoil, the sun was shining brightly, and thunder ponds rushed in, causing the void to burst!
The old monster under the Void Armor didn't care, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and a space print was printed out, blending into the surrounding air, diffuse into the space, attracting waves of waves, colliding with the thunder pool, blocking the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng, allowing him to Unable to move forward.
On the other side, Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body jumped up, trying to catch the dragon's veins, his blood was burning like a red fire, reflecting the sky like a red glow!
However, when he was about to touch the dragon vein.
Immortal spirit horses came at high speed, intertwined into a web, trying to capture the power of the dragon veins, and snatched food from Emperor Yuanmeng's tiger's jaws!
Those are the two immortal descendants of the White Tiger Family who have crossed the silver chain, and the two descendants of immortals at the tenth level.
Emperor Yuanmeng had a burly and majestic body, and he glanced coldly, murderous intent rolling.
The power of the ninth dragon vein was regarded by him as a must-have, and these descendants of immortals who were suppressed and sealed in the tomb actually fought with him.
"You are too greedy. You actually plan to have both the ancient scriptures and the dragon veins. Greedy people will be overwhelmed by their own greed. In the end, they will be empty-handed and get nothing."
Faint laughter came from the mouths of the two immortal descendants.
Immortal blood was beating on their bodies, exuding a supernatural aura. Indistinctly, a white tiger entrenched in the starry sky opened its mouth and roared, exuding a breathtaking coercion!
These two descendants of the immortals were able to cultivate to the tenth realm within the suppressed tomb, which is naturally extraordinary, just like the old immortal elders, with the blood of the immortals, and with the help of the immortal blood, they have taken a crucial step , set foot in the transcendent realm of the Ten Realms.
Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body was full of energy and blood, like waves rising from the sea, his eyes glanced sharply and sharply.
As for the two descendants of immortals who stopped them, their murderous intentions surged: "It's just a reptile that was suppressed under the tomb, dare to come and compete with Gu for the dragon's veins?"
Emperor Yuan Meng spoke coldly, and even gave up the fight for the ninth dragon vein. His body moved sideways, pulling out afterimages in midair, and instantly appeared beside a descendant of a ten-level immortal.
The opponent's fairy blood was roaring, but Emperor Yuanmeng was overbearing and unparalleled, he didn't care about sweeping the scimitar, the light of the sword was brilliant in the darkness, and the blowing wind made all the eternal lights in the underground palace shake endlessly!
"The primordial spirit is separated from the body. You can only exert the power of body forging only by relying on the physical body. At this moment, you are only a single person who has completed the tenth stage of body forging. How can the two of us be afraid of you? Hu Yuan, you go and suppress the first one!" Nine dragon veins, let me meet the emperor of the ten realms of the world in this era!"
One of the descendants of the immortals, whose immortal aura became more and more intense, faced the knife slashed by Emperor Yuanmeng, and slapped his palm brazenly. When the palm fell, it turned into a tiger claw as white as ice and snow, as if it had been slapped from outside the sky!
The void burst, interweaving a dense network of cracks.
However, Emperor Yuanmeng moved forward physically, never retreating, stepping down with one step, his blood flowed up into the sky like a pool of water in an explosion, and the scimitar was cut out from it, and his avenue exuded mystery, sweeping away everything in front of him enemy!
The sword light collided with the tiger claw!
This descendant of the Ten Realm Immortal's expression changed in horror, because the tiger claw that he had put all his efforts into introducing the profound meaning of immortal blood was cut open with a single knife, and it seemed that real blood was splashing and flowing.
The power contained in the scimitar blade light is too huge, it doesn't seem like the power that a ten-level statue can grasp!
"How can it be so powerful? There is only a single forging force left, and it can also explode into an invincible posture that overwhelms everything!"
The white tiger's tiger claws collapsed, and this descendant of the ten-realm immortal felt great pressure for a while, because Emperor Yuanmeng approached with a knife, waving the light of the knife, and all around was covered by the gorgeous light of the knife. It turned into the power of the Great Dao controlled by Emperor Yuanmeng.
This descendant of the immortal who has stepped into the ten realms of refining gods and tempering the body, and survived two catastrophes, was completely suppressed and beaten by the single body of Emperor Yuanmeng. Very miserable.
puff!
Emperor Yuanmeng was extremely ruthless, as he swept his scimitar across, a head with a fairy air soared into the sky and was cut off directly.
The golden scimitar is not stained with blood, and the blade is dazzling. Emperor Yuanmeng succeeded with one move, and the light of the sword vented like a waterfall, instantly drowning the descendant of the white tiger family of the ten realms, twisting his body into countless pieces. Minced meat, blood mist sprinkled horizontally!
Yuanshen jumped out of the broken body. This descendant of the immortal was terrified. He was frightened by the fighting power of Emperor Yuanmeng. What kind of fierce and ruthless man is this? !
It is also the ten realms that have survived three catastrophes, why is the gap so huge, and it is vaguely regarded as being killed in seconds? !
You must know that those who can cultivate to the tenth realm are not considered mediocre, and they can all be called geniuses who have cultivated one way!
However, within the ten realms, they can still be so strong, almost overpowering their peers and invincible!
In this era of exhausted practice, such a monster was born!
Emperor Yuan Meng fought against this descendant of the immortal. Although he only used his physical body, the increase and improvement brought about by refining the eight dragon veins are still extremely powerful. It belongs to the level of body forging and is at the peak of the ten realms!
The existence that truly stands on the top of the ten realms, let the thunder of annihilation add to him, and the fire of nirvana burns.
The golden knife in his hand is undoubtedly a treasure. Although it may only be a first-tier treasure, not as good as a third-tier treasure such as the Void Armor, it has been exuding strange fluctuations for a long time, which is extraordinary and refined.
The scimitar swept across the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit, the descendant of the immortal, spewed out the blood of the primordial spirit, and finally withered miserably. Light up the dark underground palace.
The descendant of the Immortal of the Ten Realms, who was plundering towards the ninth dragon vein, changed his face in shock.
Companion, as the top powerhouse who survived the third catastrophe among the descendants of immortals in their generation, is not weaker than the old immortal leader, but... was killed so arbitrarily!
He frantically flitted towards the ninth dragon vein, and suddenly a little scarlet blood appeared all over his body. There were ribbon-like golden light spots in the scarlet. This was the blood of the immortal monarch. The power of the dragon veins that came out of the broken coffin wanted to suppress the power of the dragon veins.
I don't want to live up to the short and precious time created by my dead companions!
However, Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body was extremely tyrannical, he stomped his foot, his body shot backwards, his blood was vigorous, fighting for flow like a waterfall!
The distance was shortened in an instant, the scimitar swept up, and the saber aura raged, like a gust of wind and rain venting out!
boom!
This descendant of the immortal has completely ignited the immortal blood, as if the will contained in the immortal blood has been awakened, it is the real blood of the immortal monarch!
An Eleven-level White Tiger Immortal!
A pair of gigantic tiger-head phantoms emerged, as huge as a mountain, with white tiger eyes rippling like a lake!
Faced with the real power of the blood of the immortal monarch, Emperor Yuanmeng also frowned, but he was still fearless, and swung his machete towards the huge tiger head. rise!
However, it is obviously not as easy as hacking to death the first tenth realm.
On the altar, Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen came out of his body and crossed his body. With one enemy and two, he wanted to swallow the ancient scriptures and rush out of the bronze coffin with the power of the dragon's veins. Two great opportunities!
On the silver chain, the eyes of many outside ten-level powerhouses were brilliant, and they were extremely excited.
Many people's eyes are fixed on the golden radiance of the flesh body, like the golden body of the Buddha, like the peace of the gods descending from the mortal world, and the eyes are full of excitement!
They naturally understand the value of such ancient scriptures!
"Fight! We must fight for this ancient scripture!"
"Seizing An Le is the most important thing!"
The eyes of a respectable ten-level man flickered, his heart was soaring, he wished he could put wings on himself, cross the silver chains, step on the Lingtai, capture the peace of engraving ancient scriptures all over his body, and swallow this great opportunity!
Taking advantage of the confrontation between Emperor Yuanmeng and the mysterious strongman brought by Anle, Anle's body is the emptiest at this moment, and this is the best chance to seize the opportunity!
Of course, the old sword master and the old heavenly master and other ten-level powerhouses who had a good relationship with Anle had worries in their eyes, worrying about Anle's safety.
The current situation is definitely not good for An Le, and it can even be said to be a little dangerous!
boom!
The silver chains swayed constantly, whipping the spiritual liquid lake around the Lingtai, the lake water splashed and evaporated into a misty dense fog of spiritual energy, making the underground palace illuminated by various means of power feel like a fairyland!
The runes and mechanisms on the silver chains flickered endlessly, and the peacock crossbows in the void seemed to be drawn with open arms, shining brilliantly!
The powerhouses of the ten realms showed their magical powers, and finally someone broke through the silver chain and set foot on the altar!
The breath of death is constantly intertwined, holding a palace in the palm of his hand, and the eyes of the ruler of Hell Mansion radiate blood. As the first person to set foot on the Lingtai after Emperor Yuanmeng and the descendants of immortals, his mood is extremely excited!
His gaze was locked on An Le's body all of a sudden.
Although he was also passionate about the power of the dragon veins flying out of the bronze coffin, he was unwilling to fight because he knew that the ninth dragon vein must be the first choice of Emperor Yuanmeng.
Once the Emperor Yuanmeng is angered and becomes the only target of his attack, he is afraid that he will suffer a big loss.
Therefore, the goal of the Fujun is naturally to lock Anle, and as the Fujun of the Hell Palace, a strong man at the top of the ten realms, if he can capture Anle, this young man whose body is full of ancient scriptures and scriptures will definitely be able to give him Great benefit!
Whether it's observing scriptures or refining the body of a young man, it's a good choice!
Blood qi floats up and down, soul thoughts are intertwined, forming a blood-like mental power that leaps out of the body, the ruler of the hell palace, with a smile on his face, holds the palace gate in his palm, and walks towards An Le, who has finished the sword dance and is full of scriptures engraved all over his body. go.
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An Le didn't expect that it would still be so difficult to carry the ancient scriptures while breaking into the eighth realm together with body training and spirit training, and he was quite surprised that he could barely bear it.
The physical body is constantly cracking, even if the mountains and rivers in the spine are constantly scoured by the will of the world, it is still difficult to keep the physical body intact.
Physical strength is still not enough, much worse!
This made An Le feel inexplicably anxious. Of course, he didn't show it, his mind was intertwined, [Wizard of the Ages] The Dao Fruit of the Years was beating, emitting a strange energy, allowing An Le's primordial spirit to quickly observe and remember the physical body of ancient scriptures.
The scriptures are like a brilliant fire, burning from ancient times to the present.
It is very obscure, and the transformation brought about by a complete scripture is completely different from that of a half scripture.
The primordial spirit of Anle is memorizing the ancient scriptures. The scriptures on the ancient scriptures seem to penetrate into the soul through the body. On the primordial spirit of Anle, golden ancient scriptures are also beginning to appear.
Like dense sparks burning and intertwining.
The primordial spirit of the Eight Realms Immortal Tour is quite powerful, and the ten thousand-zhang glow lifts the primordial spirit up into the sky like a god.
In addition, the ancient scriptures are reflected bit by bit from the physical body to the primordial spirit, making the primordial spirit more and more miraculous!
An Le's eyes flickered, and the ancient scriptures seemed to link the body and the soul together, allowing the body and the spirit to resonate, forming a harmony of water and milk, and achieving a special level of sublimation that complements each other!
boom!
In the peaceful mind space, the self-created method of refining the gods, the time visualization map emerges, the trickle of the long river of time and visions lie across, and the ancient scriptures emerge, like a group of brilliant flames burning and blooming in the long river of time .
Water is time, fire is civilization, and the interweaving of water and fire seems to form a magnificent elegy!
An Le's mind, which had just stepped into the Eighth Realm of Immortal Ascension Boundary, actually stabilized slowly at this moment, without any ups and downs.
An Le was overjoyed, and could even feel that her primordial spirit and soul became stronger and stronger under the attachment of the ancient scriptures.
The physical body cannot carry the ancient scriptures, but the soul can do it, which brings unexpected joy to An Le.
Anle thought about it, looking at the vision of the river of time like a trickle in his eyes, revealing a look of suddenness. Obviously, it was possible to do this because of the vision of the river of time.
The contents of the ancient scriptures are gradually presented in the soul. The complete ancient scriptures are extremely heavy. Even if the soul carries them, there is still a roaring sound that lingers endlessly. Fortunately, under the suppression of the vision of the long river of time, there are no waves!
"Ah! Grandpa is going to die, Grandpa is really going to die!"
Anle's body, scriptures are like fire, all over the body, the treasure tree on the shoulder is also attached by scriptures, the treasure tree howls continuously, extremely shrill.
The pain that Baoshu endured is naturally the pain that An Le endured!
But the treasure tree is actually changing, its aura has changed, it is growing, becoming deep and powerful!
Suddenly, An Le's heart skipped a beat, feeling the threat of death looming over her.
He opened his eyes, and the center of the pupils was also engraved with ancient golden scriptures, as if two twisted golden flames were burning!
In the distance, blood spread, as if the Lord of Hell was pulling a long river of blood, he came slowly, his eyes were evil, greedy and excited, staring at An Le.
In the sky above the Lingtai, the space seals were constantly floating and sinking, and they were constantly being fired. They clashed with Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen Leichi, and the intense energy was vented endlessly.
Such a catharsis of energy, in order to prevent Anle from being affected, the boss covered the Void Armor and directly tore open the space, and extradited Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen Leichi into it, and collided and confronted in an inexplicable space, which will have an impact on the present world Minimize it, at least it won't affect An Le's extremely fragile body at the moment.
But also because of this, on the altar, only An Le himself was left empty in front of the coffin, and the Lord of the Hell Mansion walked forward step by step, approaching An Le, unexpectedly unimpeded!
For the time being, the old monster couldn't get out of the battle entangled by Yuanshen Leichi, the emperor of Yuanmeng, to help Anle.
"No one can save you! Your luck is indeed strong. You became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain on the seventh mountain, and you have formed a great relationship with the holy master. However, at this moment, in the tomb of the first emperor, the fate depends on your destiny. By means, the influence of the holy master is nothing."
"Don't worry, I will quickly obliterate your primordial spirit and refine your fleshy body. If your fleshy body and the seal-cut ancient scriptures can be refined by the Lord, I'm afraid you may have the chance to grow into the legendary Hanba. Ordinary existence!"
The incomparable greed and excitement of the Lord of Hell.
If he can really sacrifice the Hanba, he will definitely be able to set foot on the eleventh realm and realize the breakthrough and leap of the barrier!
The bloody river rushed down, and countless dead souls wailed in it.
This is an evil law of the hell palace. I don’t know how many people have been killed to cultivate it. It is like a river of death extradited from the nether world!
The power of the river acts on the spirit, and the Lord of Hell wants to use this to erase the primordial spirit and spiritual wisdom in Anle's body!
The bloody river kept approaching, bringing a crisis that made An Le's body tremble.
He stared intently, his mind moved.
The war puppet emerged, and now that it has stepped into the double eighth realm, the war puppet's cultivation base has also been simultaneously raised to the double eighth realm.
The war puppet imitated and copied the Emperor Yuanmeng. The Emperor Yuanmeng of the double eighth realm was enough to fight against the late double ninth realm powerhouses. It would be difficult for the double nine realms, which condensed the embryonic form of the Dao, to be perfect.
As for facing the Lord of Hell, An Le didn't give any hope at all, that is, he stopped him for a while, gave him a little time to think about the way to escape, and let his soul reflect the complete ancient scriptures.
"Puppet? The aura is only a first-timer to the eighth realm... These puppets dare to show themselves in front of me, they look like clowns."
The Lord of Hell Palace glanced at the war puppet blocking him, and couldn't help but smile indifferently.
Raising his hand, the palm of his hand was pressed down brazenly, and the bloody river surged out, as if the tremors washed away the space!
The war puppet's eyes flickered, he bent his bow and shot an arrow, the arrow surged with intent, spun at high speed, and pierced through the bloody river.
However, this bloody river seems to be extradited from the nether world, its power is majestic and unfathomable.
The arrows were washed away and disappeared, and the war puppet's arrow intentions also collapsed and vanished.
However, the war puppet did not retreat, and drew out the scimitar, bursting out with the same saber intent as Emperor Yuanmeng, and the saber aura raged, like a big net intertwined around!
This knife was so gorgeous that even the Lord of the Hell Palace felt his heart tremble.
The bloody river was split by the light of the knife, and the war puppet kept waving the scimitar, and the light of the knife kept splashing.
Ok?
In the space, the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng sits in the pool of lightning intertwined with annihilation, and competes with the space power mastered by the boss!
Suddenly, Emperor Yuanmeng's Yuanshen's eyes opened and closed, and he saw the scene of the war puppet confronting the Bloody River, the Lord of Hell. The familiar light and intent of the sword made Yuanmeng's Yuanshen slightly startled.
It was as if he was watching his younger self make a move.
This picture is quite weird!
"What weird puppets, I will destroy them all!"
The Lord of Hell does not want to waste time. Emperor Yuanmeng confronts the old monster who is good at space art. It is very likely that he will stop the fire at any time and come back to fight for Anle. He must seize the time to capture Anle and obtain the ancient scriptures!
clap clap clap...
The bloody river ran faster and faster, and finally, the scimitar wielded by the war puppet broke and was completely swallowed and overturned by the bloody river.
The war puppet was covered with cracks, and with a bang, it set off a terrifying wave of energy, and finally returned to nothingness.
An Le's mind was shocked. In the Dao Fruit space, the [War Puppet] Dao Fruit's light was slightly dim, and it was temporarily unusable. The War Puppet was shattered and it took time to recover.
However, the war puppet also bought precious time for An Le.
When the last scripture was engraved on Yuanshen.
Anle's primordial spirit turned into a solemn treasure, with the Buddha's light shining everywhere, and the golden light brilliantly filled the entire mental space.
The radiance of the heart sword of the colorful colored glaze was suppressed, but the vision of the long river of time was still dazzling.
Countless scriptures are like firewood piled up and burned into flames.
In the beating flames, An Le seemed to see the pictures of the past years, the continuation and withering of civilization in the flames, and there seemed to be a sense of sadness spreading and intertwining!
An Le's primordial spirit trembled, his eyes opened and closed, revealing a trace of doubt and bewilderment.
It seems to be puzzled by the picture of the years shown in the ancient scriptures, as if... the ancient scriptures are not a product of this era.
at the same time.
On the Lingtai, Anle's Yuanshen seal carved the last word of the ancient scriptures.
An Le's soul and body both burned with golden flames.
In the dark, there seemed to be an extremely unique wave, which spread and impacted on the bronze coffin behind him.
Boom!
dong dong!
There was a shocking vibration in the bronze coffin, as if something was hitting the coffin and the coffin wall.
It's like the sound of a beating heart rejuvenated with vitality and vitality!
The Lord of Hell, who was holding the palace in his hand, paused at this moment, staring at the coffin with some seriousness, feeling a little hairy.
After all, this is the underground palace, the place where the first emperor was buried, and the person sleeping in the coffin may be the amazing and peerless figure who rebelled against the heavens thousands of years ago, so he dare not be careless!
It wasn't just him, many of the ten realm powerhouses fighting for crossing on the silver chains all stopped their movements tacitly, staring at the copper coffin, as if waiting for something strange to appear in the copper coffin.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of the collision is still spreading endlessly, just like an ancient ancient clock ringing.
The Lord of Hell Palace ignored it, and a stern look appeared in his eyes. He stepped down with one step, and the bronze Lingtai trembled slightly, and the water of spiritual liquid exploded into waves.
His figure was approaching An Le in an instant.
With five fingers hooked, he pressed down fiercely, and suddenly a bloody river flowed out from the nether world, entwined around Anle, wrapping Anle and the Lord of Hell together.
The Lord of Hell Palace supported the palace gate with one hand, his eyes were dim, and blood was spreading.
He stared at the Anle that was permeated with ancient scriptures and revealed a smile.
Staring greedily at the ancient scriptures engraved all over An Le's body, he grinned.
"What a mysterious ancient scripture, I can't see the history at all at first glance, but the soul is trembling, and the ghost of communication seems to be in turmoil..."
"This ancient scripture has a lot of background, and the Pluto in the nether world... is amazed by it!"
The Lord of Hell Mansion murmured, feeling the will coming from the netherworld.
He was getting closer and closer to Anle, and when he was one foot away from Anle, he could even feel the blood flowing from Anle's cracked body.
Above the Lingtai.
The Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng, who was wrapped in Lei Chi, jumped out.
The old monster wearing silver void armor also walked out.
Both of them frowned slightly, and they were both heading towards the Lord of Hell, trying to stop him from refining the body of An Le.
The Lord of Hell's eyes glanced at it, his mind was agitated, the blood-colored river was surging, and the palace in his hand was thrown up by him, as if it was located in the netherworld, the palace that opened the way for the souls of the dead emitted black light, floating above the blood-colored river.
It seems to have formed a unique barrier, isolating the span and transition of space!
"This is... the power of the nether world."
Under the Void Armor, the old monster's eyes flickered solemnly.
"Thousands of years have passed, and the connection between the nether world and the human world is still unbroken."
"In the era when a hundred schools of thought were contending, there was the Yin-Yang family who extradited Nether to open reincarnation for the world... Now, after thousands of years, the inheritance of the Yin-Yang family has not been cut off, and it has reappeared in the human world."
The old monster sighed.
Times are changing, and practice is drying up, but what remains unchanged and never exhausted is the spirit and philosophy of various schools of thought.
The palace is floating on the long bloody river, blocking the old monster and the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng.
The two were really blocked, and it was difficult to break through quickly and rescue Anle.
And it is precisely this time that the Lord of Hell needs. During this time, as long as he completes the refinement of Anle's body, he will be able to master the ancient scriptures, and even get more powerful power from the Netherworld!
On the silver chain.
The face of the old sword master with a hollow in his chest changed slightly, and the old heavenly master sat upright on a purple golden lotus with a solemn face.
Many ten-level powerhouses resorted to frequent means, and finally set foot on the spiritual platform one after another.
The old sword sage and the old heavenly master did not hesitate to go to support Anle, but the patron of the Xiliang kingdom, Moby Whale, grinned coldly and madly, with a wave of demonic energy, and a bone knife lay across, blocking the old sword sage .
The purple qi golden lotus under the seat of the old heavenly master burst out with brilliance, but he was also blocked by others. He was the master of the Zhenwu temple, the two leaders of the Daoist sect in the world, and they fought on the altar of the tomb.
Although An Le has many opponents in the outside world, he also has a lot of help.
A burst of chanting the Buddha's name surged, and the heart and sword intertwined and burst out with brilliance. It seems that there is a heart and sword intent everywhere in the world.
The female Bodhisattva of the ten realms of Ganye Temple, Master Wenzhu's brows shined brightly, and the heart sword of the ten realms was handed out, wrapped in the Buddha's light, and wanted to float away and cut through the river of blood.
However, the World Honored One of Lianhua Temple, whose red cassock was billowing, and whose eyes were blazing, clasped his palms together and stood in front of the heart sword.
"Amitabha, Master Wenzhu, you and I have not discussed Buddhism for hundreds of years. Today, you and I discuss the principles of Buddhism."
The World Honored One of Lianhua Temple said softly.
One of the disciples of the World Honored One is the Holy Monk Crossing the Sea. Because of crossing the sea, the relationship between Lianhua Temple and Anle is actually quite diametrically opposed. At this moment, the World Honored One took the initiative to stop him, which was unexpected but also reasonable.
The three Buddhist temples, Ganye and Lianhua have all taken action.
The Buddha of Time in Lanke Temple did not stand idly by. A copper-colored hatchet appeared in the hand of the benevolent monk. The ax was stained with copper and rust. When he waved it lightly, the powerful Dao power fluctuated out.
However, the old and withered fingers gently stretched out, turning into phantoms of two fingers, clamping the severed copper axe.
The time Buddha of Lanke Temple was also blocked by someone, and the person who blocked him was Uncle Yan Tong, the former owner of the first mountain.
"Amitabha, Lord Yan, why did you come here..."
Time Buddha looked complicated and sighed softly.
"It's just different ways..." Uncle Yan Tong replied calmly.
An Le is a variable, and his Tao...doesn't need a variable, but he himself needs to be a variable. The existence of An Le will affect his Tao, making it difficult for him to complete his Tao, and even never see it complete.
Unless he gave up the way of penance for hundreds of years and started from scratch.
But in this era where practice is becoming more and more exhausted, who can have the courage to start all over again?
At least, Uncle Yan Tong didn't.
The blood-stained young man whose legs were withered and unable to move raised his hand, as if there was a terrifying sound roaring at the fingertips, and the fingers could shake the stars.
This is a strong man who has completed the double nine realms and has never stepped into the tenth realm. However, at this moment, he also chooses to help Anle.
Because this person is Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali Kingdom, Zhao Huangting once chatted with Lu Yishan, and wanted Lu Yishan to help him in peace.
Faced with such a situation today, Lu Yishan naturally wanted to make a move.
However, when Lu Yishan made a move, someone also tried to stop him. The old man in the robe of stars, with his beard and hair flying, raised his hands and stomped his feet, like stars falling towards Lu Yishan.
"Elder Supreme, if Lu remembers well, the Star Reaching Sect and Anle are not enemies, right? Today Lu helped Anle, why did you stop him?"
Lu Yishan stared and asked in a deep voice.
The Supreme Elder, with the light curtain of stars on his back, looked at Lu Yishan calmly, and said calmly, "No reason."
Lu Yishan was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were deep, as if there was a sea of stars floating up and down, he said in a deep voice: "Then Lu Mou guessed, whether the action of the Supreme Elder was due to the Lord of Hell?"
The elder Taishang sighed lightly: "Lu Yishan, you are very smart. The former king admired you and trusted you, but now Dali has completed the change of the throne, and the king trusts the old man more. You and I have different ideas. In such a situation The era will eventually come to an end."
Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali Kingdom, shook his head: "Then you can't join forces with the Xiliang Hell Palace... That's seeking skin with tigers, walking with wolves, it will bring disaster to Dali, and it will bring the risk of overthrowing the Zhaixing Sect."
The Supreme Elder smiled: "How can I not know this, but the old man is not joining forces with Hell, not Xiliang, but... Nether."
Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali, was stunned, and then there was bitterness in his eyes, knowing that the situation was irreversible, and the persuasion was useless: "Is there a difference?"
The words are not speculative, although Dali Guoshi looks miserable, but he is unambiguous in his efforts.
Half a step to the ten realms, condensing the embryonic form of the Dao, Dali Guoshi Lu Yishan is only a hair's breadth away from the ten realms.
A great war broke out on the altar, those who helped An Le, and those who were against An Le, the ten-level powerhouses, confronted each other.
This opportunity to compete for a chance to enter the tenth-level tomb turned into a chaotic battle because of an Anle. The focus of the audience was all on a young man who had just broken through to the eighth level!
Of course, this battle will not affect the fate of An Le who is shrouded in blood.
What is the level of cultivation of the Lord of the Hell Palace? The ten realms are perfect, he has survived three catastrophes, he can communicate with the nether world, and his cultivation level is extremely strong.
An Le, who had just broken through to the eighth realm of refining, would not make any major mistakes at all, without any suspense.
In the deep and sunken eyes of the old monster covered by the void armor, there was a sudden flash of silver light, as if there was a dusty aura that was about to be released slowly.
However, suddenly, the old monster was stunned, and the ghost lights in his eyes danced, and the silver light fell silent again, and continued to lie dormant.
An Le... seemed to surprise him again!
boom!
In the bronze coffin in the center of the Lingtai, there was a roar and the sound of hitting the coffin wall was endlessly turbulent.
Finally, a three-legged bronze tripod flew out of the coffin.
Ambilight is shining, as if there are visions of mountains, rivers and rivers, all of which are presented on the top of this bronze three-legged mountain and river tripod!
Many people's eyes are attracted to the past!
One of the nine tripods in the world... the third-tier treasure that was sealed in the tomb of the first emperor, the Shanhe tripod!
After the power of the dragon vein gushes out from the coffin, it is also born!
At the moment when this mountain and river tripod was born.
In the sea of blood, An Le, covered in scriptures, saw golden flames beating in his eyes, and his eyes moved horizontally, and landed on the mountain and river tripod that jumped out of the coffin, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He seems to have thought of how to strengthen his physical body so that it can carry ancient scriptures!
That is... refining this mountain and river cauldron!
Let the second mountain and river tripod enter his spine like a dragon!
"What are you thinking?"
"The current situation is that I want to refine you, but you... are still thinking about refining this world-born mountain and river cauldron?"
"Are you... looking down on me?"
The Lord of Hell's noble clothes fluttered, his eyes stared at An Le, who was close at hand, and said softly.
The flame scriptures that were born in Anle's pupils, he looked back at the mountain and river tripod that jumped out of the coffin, and his eyes fell on the body of the Lord of Hell. There was a faint look on his face that was covered with cracks because of carrying the ancient scriptures. smile.
"Just looking down on you... so what?"
An Le said.
Murderous intent is rolling in the eyes of the Lord of Hell!
"I want to make your life worse than death, and make you cry and beg me!"
The Lord of Hell's tone was very cold. He opened his arms, as if gushing blood, intertwined into bloody chains like twists and turns, entangled towards An Le's cracked body because of carrying the scriptures, and the Lord of Hell lifted his arms. Raising his hand, his five black fingers stretched out, slowly falling down, towards An Le's head.
Lord of Hell...to refine Anle!
However, An Le laughed.
Raise your hand, the scriptures between your five fingers are burning, and when you tap lightly, there is a roaring sound like rolling stars!
Vaguely, it seemed that there was a dao fruit being grasped by An Le.
Years Dao Fruit [Sacrifice]!
[Sacrifice of the body (Yueyue Daoguo): The separation of the spirit and the flesh, the flesh can be given up, the rebirth of the extinction, complete and flawless]
When the Lord of Hell's palm was pressed on An Le's head.
An Le stimulates the Dao Fruit.
In an instant, An Le's brows were filled with light, like a radiant glow, like clouds steaming under the rosy clouds, shining brightly, and the vision of the long river of time winding and surging, sheltering the soul and the primordial spirit.
"Ah?! Brother Le, what are you going to do?! No! Don't do this?!"
"Brother Le, you won't have to worry about firewood if you stay in the green hills. The physical body is the capital of cultivation and the foundation of ascending to the top. Calm down!"
The precious tree growing from Anle's shoulders seemed to know what Anle was going to do, and he was terrified, desperate, and howled loudly.
The Lord of Hell also shrank his eyes, and his hair stood on end. He dared to feel a strong crisis from this young man with eight levels of cultivation!
In the next moment, the cracks in An Le's body were seen to expand more and more, and the ancient scriptures covering it seemed to be as bright as the sun at this moment!
Violent energy fluctuations, in An Le's physical body, blood surged and boiled, as if the innate spiritual energy was ignited!
"You want the ancient book, right? Here it is for you."
An Le looked at the Lord of Hell who was about to take back his palm, and smiled gently.
The words just fell!
The whole person is like a glorious sun, every ancient scripture collides together, and the clanging sound resounds through the turmoil!
boom! ! !
An Le's physical body suddenly disintegrated and exploded!
Terrifying energy is surging in all directions like a stormy sea!
The restless scriptures, under the detonation of the blood of the body, became more active, clanging and colliding with each other, and the power exploded, as if killing the world!
A cloud of golden fire mushrooms lingering around the ancient scriptures, dazzling and dazzling like a god's sun, is transpiring and spreading!
Accompanied by Baoshu's screams...
Instantly engulfed the Lord of Hell!
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