Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 202 The original lock seals the ten realms

For the practitioners of this era, the original energy is a very strange thing.

Even if he is as strong as Emperor Yuanmeng, with outstanding talent and evildoers, it is difficult to see the origin in this era of exhausted practice, just because the eleventh realm is extinct in the world.

With the loss of the Shanhe Ding, the chaos of the power of the dragon veins, and the chaos of the avenue, the tenth realm is already at the top, and it is difficult to get out of the eleventh realm. It is difficult to gather the original source and step into the realm of the eleventh realm.

Therefore, when in the underground palace at this moment, Immortal Hupo was beheaded and his body exploded, but his original origin was hanging in the sky like a bright moon, everyone's heart was beating, their breathing was short of breath, and their blood was boiling.

The origin of the immortal... that is the key to stepping into the eleventh realm!

It's a great opportunity!

Of course, the strong men present were afraid of winning the Emperor Qin, Meng Tian and other strong men, so they didn't act immediately, but following An Le, he swung the bamboo sword and cut open the huge original ball.

The original fresh energy of Xianjun rolled out from the crack of the ball, and when they were crazily swallowed by the bamboo sword, they could no longer sit still.

In just such a short while, the bamboo sword in An Le's hand has absorbed one-third of the origin of the fairy, and the bamboo sword in his hand is like a glutton, devouring madly, like a bottomless pit!

The most important thing is that the bronze coffin where Emperor Ying Qin was buried, together with the stone figurines that came out of the inner space of Zhujian Qingshan, were included in Zhujian Qingshan.

This meant that Emperor Yingqin could no longer suppress Han Yan's power and was about to fall into a deep sleep.

Therefore, the moods of the ten realms present couldn't help but start to agitate.

The half-demon Mengtian, who has been dormant in Kunpeng Mountain for thousands of years, is now born, detonating the origin, helping the Emperor Qin, and beheading the born Hupo Immortal.

Now, the source hidden in the Yaodan is exhausted, and the power of the half-yao Mengtian has also fallen back to the peak of the tenth realm.

They are also in the tenth realm, so the strong people present naturally don't have much fear of it, and can calmly deal with the coercion unleashed by the half-demon Mengtian.

As for the mysterious existence suspected to be the Mohist giant, he was immersed in the sarcophagus without making a sound, obviously also suppressing the will born in the flesh in the sarcophagus, taking care of the current situation flawlessly.

When they saw the situation clearly and figured out all the fundamentals, they understood that An Le was just pretending to be a tiger at this moment, taking advantage of the time when they were shocked, and crazily grabbing the origin of the fairy!

"stop!"

The eyes of an old ten-level strong man flickered. This is a strong man who is hidden in the rivers and lakes. The tomb of the first emperor was opened, and he fought for a chance.

When life comes to an end, the origin of the immortal king is very important to them when their time is approaching!
Beluga, the patron of the Xiliang Kingdom, ignored his entangled opponents, his whole body was surging with blood and magic, and there was a vague vision of bone vision made of stacked bones, like a mountain of white bones, with blood flowing like a river.

Gu Baijing broke through the sky above the Lingtai, crossed over, and slid towards the huge, two-thirds of the immortal source, wanting to get a piece of it!

Putuo World Honored One of Lianhua Temple, with eyes like fire, fingering flowers and leaves, Buddha's light surging all over his body, and the magic treasure cassock with gold border flying and billowing, also wrapping his body to compete for opportunities!

The Supreme Elder of the Star Reaching Sect also gave up killing Lu Yishan, the national teacher of Dali, and the stars all over him were so bright that they rose across the sky to plunder the origin!
boom! ! !
Terrifying qi and blood intertwined, roaring like a dragon, trembling like a dragon's chant, a powerful mind blatantly fell down the turbulent sky, and the power of eight dragon veins hung down from Emperor Yuanmeng's body, as if there were eight ancient dragons surrounding him.

The power of the ninth dragon vein was suppressed and captured by him, and he struggled endlessly in his palm.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Meng grasped the power of the dragon veins with one hand, and came across the sky at the same time, with the precious scimitar on his waist, shining brightly, illuminating the world.

The old sword master, the old celestial master and other powerhouses couldn't help sighing at this moment. Facing the opportunity of the immortal king's source, they couldn't stop these people, and even they themselves yearned for the immortal king's source.

The Buddha of Time in Lanke Temple is surrounded by the power of time, and his eyes open and close.

The Lingzhu master of Ganye Temple, after thinking about Chen for a while, also chose to move forward. The brilliant colorful light of the heart sword interweaved on his stunning face, behind his withered [-] worries, Condensed into a colorful disc.

Even if they once made a move for Anle, they could not remain indifferent to the extremely precious origin of the immortal monarch who involved the mysteries of the eleventh realm.

Master Zhenwu's eyes flickered, his Taoist robe flew up, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was both excited and frightened.

Because one of the most important purposes of his trip to the Lishan ancient tomb was to obey the will of the mighty one in the heavenly court, awaken Immortal Hupo, and cut off the plan of Emperor Yingqin across the ages.

Immortal Hupo was awakened, but he was beheaded and his body withered, leaving only the original source of the immortal, who became the coveted target of many powerful people.

Even the Master Zhenwu has some covetousness...

Although Zhenwu Temple has its back to God, there is no lack of origin. For ten thousand years, Zhenwu Temple has not been a strong man who has passed the eleventh realm, but basically he got the origin from God. After breaking through the eleventh realm, Ascending to the sky...

Therefore, even if Master Zhenwu really has a chance to obtain his origin, it is time for him to ascend to the heavens.

But if he can obtain the origin of the immortal monarch by himself, maybe he can achieve the eleventh realm in the world!
This meaning is extraordinary.

All of a sudden, in the underground palace, terrifying aura intertwined, one after another mental power gathered like a storm.

The water of the Great Lake of Spiritual Liquid around the Lingtai was boiling and beating like a torrential rain.

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Anle grasped the bamboo sword Qingshan, felt the surging suction, and continuously absorbed the essence from the ball.

But there was not much joy on his face. He naturally understood the reason why a man is innocent and guilty, and besides, such a precious origin of the immortal monarch involves the mystery of the eleventh realm.

Naturally, it will become the target of public criticism.

Sure enough, as the breaths of the ten realms interweave, many different Dao wills are drawn, forming a majestic coercion intertwined in the air.

An Le couldn't help but mention it.

Although he was able to kill the Lord of Hell with a broken body and a dead soul, it only represented that he still had the ability to deal with practitioners at the beginning of the Tenth Realm.

But at this moment, what he is facing is not a ten realm, but most of the ten realms in the underground palace.

An Le knew very well that he was too showy, pierced Immortal Hupo with the future sword energy, and now broke through the origin of the Immortal with the bamboo sword and green mountains.

In the situation where the mountain of strength is being crushed, being too showy will only bring disaster and jealousy, which is not a good thing.

"Senior...are you still smoking? You have already absorbed one-third of the source, and you still don't want to stop?"

Feeling the powerful ten-level air mechanism approaching like a group of raging fire, An Le couldn't help but click his tongue, communicating with the emperor's stone figurine.

The emperor's stone figurine's chuckle sounded from An Le's heart: "A good thing like Yuanyuan...shouldn't the more the better? To complete the complete transformation of the body of the Hanba, only one-third of Yuanyuan is needed, and the rest If you absorb them all, they will naturally belong to you, but you still think too much?"

An Le couldn't help but replied: "Senior... the more good things are, the better, but now, with the ten realms all around you staring at me like a tiger, if I absorb all the sources of light by myself, it would be tantamount to making an enemy of the ten realms of the world, which is definitely not a good thing."

For An Le's answer, the emperor's stone figurines are quite satisfied: "It is a good quality to be content, but don't worry, the origin of this fairy is quite majestic. The fairy king who launched a charge in the field."

"It's almost absorbed enough, and the rest will be reserved for good fortune. In addition... it can be regarded as a way to limit these ten realms. Otherwise, the emperor of the alien race escaped to the outside world. For you, the threat is still quite big. Do you think To fight against him, unless you also set foot on the Ten Realm."

"Furthermore, the ninth dragon vein in the middle earth of the world also fell into his hands. He refined the ninth dragon vein, coupled with the original power of the fairy, breaking into the eleventh realm is already a certainty."

"Once this alien emperor reaches the eleventh level, it will definitely not be good news for you. He will definitely kill you."

The emperor stone figurine said.

An Le's heart trembled, he was not surprised by this, now that he accepted Li You'an's Tiger Talisman, he had already betrayed the Great Zhao Dynasty, and in the future he must establish his own power on his own.

It will be a matter of time before they collide with the Yuanmeng Empire.

However, this reason is one aspect, there should be other reasons.

An Le thought about it, and said, "Because I can refine Shanhe Cauldron?"

"Yes, the Shanhe Cauldron was originally a treasure refined by the ancient human emperors from the gods of heaven and earth. It was used to suppress the dragon veins, stabilize the dragon veins, and make it easier for practitioners to resonate with the rules of the human world, and it is easier to unite the venerable origin."

"You refined the Shanhe Cauldron, and you are destined to stand on opposite sides with Emperor Yuanmeng. Of the two of you, only one can survive."

"It's like a fate in the dark, your duel, the world can learn from it, and you can't escape."

The emperor's stone figurines were not surprised that An Le could guess this, and said with a smile: "This alien emperor will not sit back and watch Gu turn into a drought man and live a new life, so he will also threaten Gu."

"If you want to complete the transformation of Hanba's body, it will take time for you to step into the ten realms."

When An Le heard this, she knew in her heart that Emperor Ying Qin should have already arranged and predicted it.

The emperor's stone figurine smiled lightly, standing on the stone path among the mountains, with a touch of immortality, he raised his hand and tapped lightly.

The moment it was knocked down, it seemed that there was sword energy blooming like a lotus flower.

Anle climbed the stone path, beheaded the will of the immortal, and the golden core of sword intent extracted by An Le was completely exhausted at this moment.

However, in the underground palace...

The strong men who came from the sky and approached the origin of the fairy, suddenly looked condensed, stopped their steps, and looked serious.

Vaguely, they felt a sense of coercion coming from An Le, who was holding a broken bamboo sword and beheading the origin of the fairy.

The pupils of An Le's eyes are like flowing fire, and his aura is rising steadily. There seems to be a vision behind him, a phantom of a domineering and noble stone figurine.

On the bamboo sword, the sword light overflowed, no longer maintaining the posture of sucking and looting.

It's a rough sword flower shaking.

There was a muffled pop!
The huge source of the immortal monarch suspended in the air was cut open like tofu, and the remaining source of clean energy was rolled by the sword energy, and accompanied by the exploded ball, it turned into a ribbon-shaped mist, spreading towards the surroundings, like a head swimming Go dragon snake!
Ok? !

The eyes of the powerhouses of the ten realms who witnessed this scene with their own eyes suddenly glowed with fiery colors.

The hearts of many weaker experts were agitated, because if the source of fresh energy still gathered in the ball, they would even start to have a headache about how to distribute it.

As powerful as Emperor Yuan Meng, he could even suppress everyone by himself, occupying the right to use all the original clean energy in the sphere.

At that time, their chances of getting the source of clean energy will be very small, and it can even be said to be almost non-existent.

Even if they joined hands to fight because of dissatisfaction, and really obtained some original freshness from the hands of Emperor Yuanmeng, how to divide them up is another problem.

And now it's fine...

The source of fresh air spread and exploded, turning into streaks of smoke, which meant that each of them had the opportunity to collect some of the source of the immortal.

For them, this is naturally better than the previous situations.

In the sky above the underground palace, in the minds of many strong men, all kinds of pros and cons were deduced.

In the end, no one continued to focus on the peace and happiness that seemed to be manifested by the true spirit of the peerless emperor at this moment.

One after another, they swooped towards the band-shaped original fresh air that overflowed like a swimming snake, a dragon, and a python.
Emperor Yuanmeng's eyes were as bright as torches, and he was grasping the power of the struggling dragon veins in his hands, and his gray hair was flying. He seemed to have guessed something.

These diffused original clean energy are more like a distraction.

An Le wanted to leave...or rather, the Emperor Ying Qin wanted to leave safely!

Emperor Yuanmeng felt a strange movement in his heart, and wanted to strike with all his strength at this moment, beheading An Le, and leaving behind the peerless emperor.

The power of the dragon veins lingering around him seemed to sense his emotions, and he opened his mouth to let out a deafening dragon chant.

But in the end, Emperor Yuanmeng still gave up, and Emperor Yingqin crossed the ages to plan to kill a fairy who was in the eleventh realm of the heavens, which made him terrified. He wondered if Anle and that emperor still had a backhand.

Besides, the half-monster Kunpeng Mountain with its wings spread out to cover the sky is also a huge obstacle.

Even though this half-monster exhausted his origin and fell from the eleventh realm, he still possessed impressive fighting power, and at the peak of the double tenth realm, he could also fight against him.

Therefore, Emperor Yuanmeng gave up, and his body turned into a flowing light, chasing after the majestic and scattered Xianjun Yuanyuan.

The breath of the ten realms spread across the sky, and the power of the great way transformed by the will of heaven and earth interweaved and permeated.

Various energies such as sword intent, Buddha's light, magic energy, and purple energy surged endlessly.

The old Juggernaut, the old Tianshi and other veterans of the ten realms also had their eyes brightened, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief, they broke out their strength to compete for the clean energy.

They knew that this was the only chance, and if they lost this chance, they would never see the hope of the eleventh realm again.

The golden color in An Le's eyes surged.

The mysterious sarcophagus and the half-demon Mengtian are suspended in the air.

The half-demon Mengtian was full of monsters, looked at An Le, and clasped his fists in a bow.

"Mengtian, you have left behind an immortal lord who originated from you. Try to truly break into the eleventh realm. With the blood of a half-demon, you use the rules of longevity of the demon clan to extend your life. You have lived from ten thousand years ago to the present. But now it is also on the verge of the end, like an unspoken rule, this era is coming to an end."

"You are the last acquaintance who is alone in this era, don't die, try to come out of a new life in the end."

The phantom of the emperor's stone figurines behind Anle said.

"The last general...obey the order! I will definitely do my best to break through the eleventh realm, continue to follow His Majesty, and fight for Qin Qin!"

The half-yao Mengtian was majestic and full of demonic aura, clasped his fists together, and said respectfully.

"No, Ying Qin is no more, and it will be difficult to continue Ying Qin's demeanor if he lives alone with the body of a drought. Is the Immortal King still alive? If he is alive... I will definitely kill him and avenge his blood! Use the spirit of the Immortal King to pay homage to the dead Ying Qin Erlang!"

"If you live alone for the second time, you will no longer be an emperor, but you will be a seeker on the road of practice, a forerunner, who wants to see the true mystery of this world!"

"However, there is an emperor of this era in this era, you can follow this emperor, you are a natural general, don't let down your talent, maybe, you can reproduce the demeanor of the Ying Qin Army."

The figure of the emperor's stone figurines became increasingly dim.

Half-yao Mengtian's heart was shaking, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

He felt the ambition and determination of Emperor Yingqin, and wanted to go to the heavens and kill the fairy king who had struck the world thousands of years ago.

However, going to heaven is bound to be a narrow escape, and it is difficult to survive.

Therefore, the words of the emperor's stone figurines were full of determination, and the mood of the half-demon Mengtian was full of sadness.

Thousands of years have passed, and when we meet again, the king and the minister are both inhumane. Perhaps, this time, it will be the last time that the two will treat each other as a king and minister.

As for the emperor of this era mentioned in the emperor's stone figurine, the semi-monster Mengtian's eyes overflowed with an extremely strong evil spirit, looking at An Le, his heart moved slightly.

Although he is entrenched in Kunpeng Mountain, he still knows a little about some situations in the world.

An Le, the world-renowned Master An, has already turned against Zhao, and now he has become a disciple of the Saint Master, the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, and even refined the Mountain and River Cauldron.

This son... naturally has the air of an emperor!
Even Mengtian, the half-demon, saw in An Le the demeanor of Emperor Ying Qin when he was young.

Meng Tian's eyes suddenly became hot, he looked at An Le, and said seriously: "Young Master An, I have heard about your name for a long time, since His Majesty admires it, Meng Tian is willing to help, and I only hope that Meng Tian can successfully break through the eleventh realm." , if you can't break through, the half-demon Kunpeng blood in Mengtian's body will dry up at night, and your life will end, which means that you and I have no relationship between monarch and minister."

An Le also clasped his fists and bowed: "General Meng is an auspicious person with his own celestial appearance. Thousands of years have not wiped out the general. The general will definitely be able to break through the eleventh realm, condense the original source, and become a venerable."

At the same time, An Le looked at Banyao Mengtian, with a faint light flickering in his pupils, looking at Banyao Mengtian to extract the energy of time.

After breaking through to the eighth realm, An Le's ability to absorb the energy of time has also increased. It can absorb eight strands at a time, and can absorb eight people in total.

The Eight Paths of Time Qi surged out from the half-yao Mengtian's body.

Among them is a touch of purple, a touch of flowing gold, and six wisps of gray age.

An Le had speculated that if he wanted to absorb the purple energy of time, he had to come from the Eleventh Realm. Of course, it was not absolute, like Emperor Yuanmeng, like the half-demon Mengtian, they were all peerless figures in the Tenth Realm .

Such a character can also absorb the purple age.

However, in order to absorb the higher-ranked Zijin Time Qi, the strong need a higher level of cultivation.

So far, An Le has obtained a ray of purple-gold time energy from the stone figurine of the Emperor Ying Qin. In addition, he also has purple-gold time energy from the saint master and the previous white tiger in the immortal world. However, with him It is difficult to obtain the cultivation base.

For An Le, the harvest of time energy this time was a big harvest, which made An Le look at the half-demon Mengtian more pleasing to the eye.

Two strands of Xianjun's original fresh energy lingered like dragons and pythons, and they were pulled by the emperor's stone figurines. One of them wrapped around the half-yao Mengtian, and the other wrapped around the mysterious sarcophagus.

The body buried in the mysterious sarcophagus is suspected to be the body of a Mohist giant. He is also at the eleventh level, but he has survived until now. Live a new life.

Emperor Yingqin thought of the other party's protection of the tomb for thousands of years, so he gave a wisp of the original fresh air to the immortal monarch. Whether it can transform or not depends on its own good fortune.

Seeing this, the powerhouses in the distance all gave up the competition for these two sources of clean qi, and turned to other battles of age qi.

Of course, not everyone is choosing to fight for the origin of the immortal.

The national teacher of Dali, the national teacher Lu Yishan who acted for Anle, was covered in blood and sat in a metal wheelchair, but his eyes were dignified and bright.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he stayed quietly on the edge of the Lingtai, looking at An Le, and he seemed to predict and deduce something through the actions of the emperor's stone figurines.

He nodded towards An Le.

Then, with a slap on the wheelchair guard, the sword energy rises, and the starlight interweaves and envelops the body sitting in the wheelchair, turning into a stream of light, breaking through the great lake of innate spiritual liquid, slashing outside the underground palace, and retreating outside the tomb!
He gave up the fight and wanted to leave the tomb!

Because, Lu Yishan is very self-aware, he is only halfway to the tenth realm, fighting for the origin of the immortal... In fact, the effect is not great, because he is far away from the eleventh realm.

As for breaking the Tenth Realm, although he hadn't had a big harvest in this trip to the tomb, after going through a bloody battle, he also saw the light of the Tenth Realm.

The departure of the national teacher Lu Yishan did not concern the strong.

The phantom of the emperor's stone figurine behind An Le glanced at it, and when it dissipated, he nodded: "This is indeed an era of fighting for the front, and all kinds of heroes and evildoers appear frequently. If you haven't exhausted your practice, it can be called the last one." Big world."

boom!
The words fall.

The phantom shadow of the emperor's stone figurines behind An Le completely dissipated.

The green mountain of the bamboo sword fell into Anle's waist, without any radiance, it became ordinary, like a real broken bamboo sword.

At the same time, An Le's eyes were burning with fire, and he raised his hand. In his palm, there was a trace of original fresh air that swam like a snake.

Clenching five fingers, Xianjun's original fresh energy suddenly burned like a flame, and instantly turned into a big net and enveloped the surroundings, like chains, intertwined densely, blocking the underground palace!

"This is the source lock. Unless you step into the eleventh realm, become the source venerable, and condense the original power of the Dao, you can unlock the source lock. Otherwise, you can only obediently wait for the source of clean energy in the source lock to burn out. Clean air, it can burn for about a year."

The voice of the emperor's stone figurine resounded in An Le's heart.

An Le immediately understood the purpose of the emperor's stone figurines. As the senior said before, it is necessary to create time for An Le to make a breakthrough and complete the transformation of the dry man.

The biggest purpose of this origin lock is to seal the Yuanmeng Emperor.

When the original source lock appeared and sealed off the entire mausoleum underground palace, many ten-realm powerhouses who were fighting for the original source of fresh energy on the underground palace Lingtai all had a reaction, and their complexions changed slightly.

But they hesitated, didn't care, and continued to choose to fight for the source of clean energy. Between leaving the underground palace and getting the source of clean energy...they naturally chose the latter.

Emperor Yuan Meng had just captured a ray of the original qi of the immortal monarch, and at this moment his eyes were fixed, and he turned around suddenly to see where An Le was.

But seeing the brilliant silver lights blooming from the void armor around Anle, and mysterious space marks flying up from the mysterious sarcophagus, causing the space to vibrate.

An Le's figure in silver armor gradually became blurred in the vibrating and twisted void.

"You want to block us here?!"

Emperor Yuanmeng said in a deep voice.

"You stay too!"

How could Emperor Yuan Meng let An Le leave easily? His previous guess was indeed correct.

An Le wanted to leave, and the immortal lord's original source of fresh air was released. It was a bureau to restrict them. As for the deeper reason, Emperor Yuanmeng thought it over carefully and guessed it.

An Le, or the peerless emperor behind An Le... needs time!
Let the body of Hanba transform.

Emperor Yuanmeng's body was full of qi and blood, his brows were full of radiance, and the scimitar swiped from his waist. During the buzzing, the saber's energy spread, and it slashed towards An Le's position!

The light of the sword pierced across the sky, like a crescent moon manifesting, the space seemed to be overwhelmed and about to burst!

The half-monster Mengtian's black long spear raised and hit this saber energy. The sharp piercing force collided with the saber aura, forming a terrifying explosion. The storm was intertwined, and the saber aura and spear aura collided and flickered. The psychic fluid boiled and evaporated!

These two powerhouses standing at the peak of the ten realms had a preliminary confrontation.

The half-demon Mengtian Kunpeng covered the sky with black wings, holding a gun in one hand, and stood still.

Emperor Yuanmeng had a burly body and flying gray hair, and he was as stable as Mount Tai.

The confrontation between the two is obviously evenly matched.

An Le's figure was imprinted in the space, dissipating little by little.

Emperor Yuan Meng frowned, but felt a little helpless.

If he doesn't want to be blocked and trapped in the underground palace, he can choose to break out of the encirclement before the original source lock is locked, but in that case, it is tantamount to giving up the competition for the immortal monarch's source of fresh energy scattered in the underground palace.

After hesitating for a moment, he still did not choose to break through and catch up.

He will not give up because he has a clear source of energy. This is a precious opportunity to break into the eleventh realm, so he must seize it.

As for the original lock...

"After breaking through the eleventh realm of solitude, you can also master the control of the original power of the Dao, and you can naturally break the seal."

"This time will not be too long."

Emperor Yuanmeng's black hair was vigorous, and the power of the eight dragon veins intertwined, like a god and demon hanging in the air.

He is very confident in his talent, breaking through the eleventh realm is no longer an obstacle.

As for the first thing that Emperor Yuanmeng will do after returning to the human world... that is to kill An Le.

"Isolately refine the nine dragon veins of the middle earth...you refine the nine mountain and river tripods, and the mountain and river tripods control the dragon veins."

"If I don't kill you, who do you kill?"

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Nine realms ancient city, Mohist mansion area.

The ripples in the space tremble, just like the ripples on the surface of a calm lake, rippling endlessly, layer upon layer.

In today's Nine Realms Ancient City, the atmosphere is solemn, all the rooms of the ancient houses have been opened, and all the hidden opportunities have been divided up and searched for.

Many strong people have eaten a lot and got great opportunities.

For example, the Yuanmeng Empire ate a lot of food, because the Yuanmeng Empire had so many powerful people buried in their tombs, it was second only to the descendants of immortals such as Hu Hai and Hu Sang in comparison.

Among them, Tourei, the Nine Realm Dzogchen powerhouse, not only got a first-order supreme treasure feather fan, but even got an ancient elixir, the effect of which is still five points, after refining, there is a great chance to avoid disaster Enter the ten realms.

Of course, Su Zhanxian, the second mountain owner, also got a great opportunity, and his breath improved a lot.

In an ancient house, the master of the sixth mountain obtained the inheritance of the owner, obtained a most precious sword, swallowed it into the sword box of the world of mortals, improved his own cultivation, pushed it to the late stage of the Ninth Realm, and was close to perfection.

Mrs. Hua, Guru Suzhu and others all have their own opportunities.

At this moment, everyone is at the place where they have their own chances, and the primordial spirit leaps out, looking at the Mohist mansion in the distance.

An Le entered the Ten Realm Immortal Ancient Battlefield from the Mohist Mansion. I don't know what opportunity he got in the Ten Realm Battlefield?
Of course, everyone didn't have much hope for Anle.

After all, in the ten realms of the immortal ancient battlefield, the strong are all ten realms, and there is even the extremely powerful Emperor Yuanmeng, the mere seven realms of Anle... It is simply a fantasy to get a chance in it, even if you can get a chance, you can only get it. It will be an opportunity that the strong in the ten realms will disdain.

But at this moment, the situation in the ancient city of Nine Realms has changed.

After the Yuanmeng Empire got a great opportunity, the strong men headed by Tu Lei negotiated with Huhai and proposed to suppress the practitioners related to An Le, so as to prevent these people from helping when An Le returned.

Therefore, in the ancient city of Nine Realms, several mountain owners of the holy mountain, Mrs. Hua, Guru Suzhu and others were all targeted and confined in the ancient house, making it difficult to leave easily.

Mrs. Hua was sitting in an ancient house, and was inherited by a strong man from the era of the Qin Empire. The spirit of the soul was much stronger, and her cultivation level reached the middle of the Nine Realms in a short period of time.

However, outside the ancient house, she was guarded by a descendant of an immortal in the late stage of the Ninth Realm, who blocked the door, making it impossible for her to go out.

Her master, Guru Suzhu, was personally guarded by Turing of the Yuanmeng Empire.

Turing got the most precious feather fan, and now his combat power has greatly increased. Although Guru Suzhu has the Nine Realms Heart Sword, it is basically difficult to break through successfully.

The treatment of the several holy mountain masters is even more different. Among them, the second mountain master Su Zhanxian is stared at by Hu Sang and Hu Tian. He is the pride of heaven among the descendants of the Immortal White Tiger Family.

The second mountain lord Su Zhanxian opened his eyes, and there was also a sad expression on his smiling face.

Junior brother... is in danger.

In the area of ​​the Mohist mansion, the space fluctuated violently.

Hu Hai is dressed in armor, with a black halberd on his leg, with a majestic aura, and the brilliance of the primordial spirit between his brows flickers on and off. He is cultivating his aura and momentum, and his mind is always locked on the area of ​​the Mohist mansion.

As soon as An Le returns, immediately kill An Le!

Hu Hai has a murderous heart towards An Le, not to mention revenge for Hu Cang, just because An Le once humiliated him with a deceitful identity, it makes his murderous heart strong and unstoppable.

suddenly.

On Huhai's icy muscles and jade bones, a wave of blood surged, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his handsome face opened, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

He stared in the direction of the Mohist mansion, stood up abruptly, and grabbed the halberd.

"came back!"

"If you escape into the ancient battlefield of the ten realms, you must come back in despair. How can you dare to go to the place where the strong in the ten realms compete?"

There was a touch of cold sarcasm on Hu Hai's lips.

With murderous intent surging in his eyes, he stared at the trembling space.

There, there is a silver light suddenly appearing, and a complex space imprint appears, violently fluctuating and trembling.

Indistinctly, the space twisted like a whirlpool, and in the twisting, a vague figure emerged from it bit by bit.

Wearing a gorgeous silver-colored Void Armor, with an inconspicuous broken bamboo sword on his waist...

There is no doubt that this person is Anle!
At the moment when the space in the Mohist mansion fluctuated and An Le returned.

The entire Nine Realms Ancient City, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly boiled up, and the atmosphere was fierce, like surging waves.

The Lord of the Holy Mountain, Mrs. Hua, Guru Suzhu and other people who had a close relationship with An Le felt their hearts tightened.

They want to remind An Le that what awaits him is a powerful siege.

However, they were blocked in the ancient house, and they couldn't get close to the Mohist mansion at all, let alone inform Anle of the situation immediately.

For a moment, their hearts were filled with worries and emotions.

……

……

The space is distorted, and the brilliant brilliance of the space seals makes Anle's understanding of the space nine seals deepen a bit.

buzzing...

Under the ripple-like trembling space, An Le vaguely saw the appearance of the ancient city.

boom!
The silver light is gorgeous, and the space shifting seal is completely calm.

An Le also returned to the ancient city of Nine Realms from the ancient battlefield of Ten Realms, from the underground palace.

The old monster of the Mo family was responsible for sending him to the battlefield of the tenth realm, and in the end, he was also responsible for sending him back.

The underground palace is blocked by the original lock, and the strong men of the ten realms, including Emperor Yuanmeng, cannot break through the original lock in a short time and return.

Of course, in the underground palace, the original source of fresh air overflowing from the fall of the immortal monarch is enough to sink them into it, and they will not care about breaking the original source lock for the time being.

With black hair flying vigorously, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and brilliant, and looked at the vaguely familiar Mohist mansion.

"Quack quack! Grandpa is finally back!"

On Anle's shoulder, Baoshu laughed excitedly, its branches swayed, and its divine light shone.

boom! ! !
A tremor wave came, like the beating of a war drum, the entire Mohist mansion was shaking, and the blue bricks on the ground were conveying the vibration.

An Le stood in the center of the mansion, while Hu Hai, dressed in armor and holding a halberd, walked step by step with murderous intent.

"You have finally returned, but when you return, it will be your death."

"Anle! Die!"

Hu Hai said coldly.

An Le looked at Hu Hai, his eyes a little dazed.

He remembered Huhai, Tianjiao, a descendant of immortals in the ancient city of nine realms, a powerful existence with perfect double nine realms and half step ten realms.

He is the best among the descendants of immortals today.

A strong man who has completed the Nine Realms...

An Le's eyes opened and closed, a little bit of light fell down, but there was not much fear in his heart.

Before entering the Tenth Realm Immortal Ancient Battlefield, it was really difficult for him to fight against the perfect nine-level Tiger Sea, but he was only in the Double Seventh Realm. .

But now, Anle's cultivation base has broken into the double eight realms, mastered the will of heaven and earth, and engraved ancient scriptures on his body, stepped into the middle stage of the eight realms by training his body, and cultivated the spirit to contemplate the long river of time, which has also made great progress.

Even after killing the crippled Lord of Hell, An Le also received [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit, the surging Dao Fruit Qingqi feedback.

It is also a way for him to completely step into the middle stage of the eighth realm, and his physical training has a tendency to hit the late stage of the eighth realm.

In the ten-level underground palace, An Le's combat power is naturally not a concern, anyone can easily crush An Le.

After all, An Le would still feel very strenuous against the upper ten realms, feeling that it would be difficult to compete.

However, when he returned to the ancient city of Nine Realms, facing the domineering and unparalleled sea of ​​tigers, An Le's eyes showed a majestic fighting spirit.

The nine realms are complete, and the ten realms are half a step...

Anle may not be unable to fight!
"It's good to come."

An Le's black hair was flying vigorously, and the silver light of the void armor was gorgeous. With a chuckle, the space fluctuated and trembled.

"Fight!"

The laughter that burst out of An Le's mouth became louder and louder, from a light laugh to a big laugh.

He didn't even use the bamboo sword Qingshan, he directly slapped the palm, and the hand was empty!

boom!
The silver light is gorgeous, and the will of heaven and earth are intertwined, simulating the meaning of the great way of space, the shadow of the palm floats and sinks, and even transforms into a tiger roaring.

Hu Hai was startled, and was horrified by the reaction of An Le's return.

Don't run away?
Actually killed directly?
So rampant, so confident?
Could it be that An Le got a great opportunity and a great transformation in the ancient battlefield of the Ten Realms of Immortals?

However, as soon as An Le made a move, Hu Hai sensed that An Le's aura fluctuated.

Eight realms!

An Le broke through from the Seventh Realm to the Eighth Realm!
But... that's all!

What about the eight realms?There is still a big gap from him, but he is a strong man who has condensed the embryonic form of the Dao!
The long halberd was swung out brazenly, wrapped in majestic force, and slashed at An Le's head. He wanted to cut off the head with one halberd. The fighting method was unparalleled, following his usual strength!
However, when the Void Sanshou collided with the halberd, the energy poured out, the strong wind emptied and roared, sparks jumped little by little, and the wind and thunder surged!

In this collision, they were evenly matched, evenly matched!

"What?!" Hu Hai was startled, and a majestic shock force exploded from his palm.

He felt a little unbelievable, in a one-on-one collision, he couldn't kill An Le in seconds, and he, who had always claimed to be the arrogance of the nine realms, was blocked by An Le, who was a realm lower than him? !

And the incredible nature is not just Hu Hai.

All the powerhouses watching the battle were dumbfounded.

Who is Hu Hai?The top genius left in the world by the descendants of the Immortal White Tiger Family will return to God in the future to compete for a stunning existence with a bright future.

It has always been Huhai crossing the border to fight against the enemy, but now Huhai is actually being crossed across the border.

Husang and Hutian, who were suppressed in front of the gate of the ancient house, stared angrily, and their hearts were filled with surprise.

The two got up, their icy muscles and jade bones were shining brightly, and they wanted to go to help in the battle, but in the ancient house, the second mountain lord Su Zhanxian smiled lightly: "You two, where are you going? Su Mou and you two have a good chat about Tiger Palm. cooking method……"

After the words were finished, he flicked his fingers, bursting out with tyrannical energy, and his mind rushed towards them like a big wave, blocking the two of them.

Hutian snorted coldly, and slashed out with a palm. The tiger's claws were formed with paw prints piercing the air, crashing into the wave of mind, and the power of mind exploded and trembled.

"Hu Sang, you go to help Brother Huhai, help him kill the enemy, and leave this person to me."

Huda said.

Without hesitation, Hu Sang swayed gracefully, flitted over the ancient city of Nine Realms, and headed towards the Mohist mansion. However, before her body got close to the Mohist mansion, she trembled suddenly, her eyes were completely shrouded in confusion.

Because, in the Mohist mansion...

The battle has already been decided!
After Anle smashed out the void, he no longer held back any hands. He needed to try his current strongest combat power, so he naturally went all out.

The eyes are like flowing fire, the light between the eyebrows is blooming and surging, the primordial spirit is competing to open and close the eyes, and the vision of the long river of time emerges, rushing and rolling.

An Le's whole body seemed to be lit with golden flames, and the wriggling ancient scriptures were intertwined densely, causing An Le's body to rush with energy and blood, and there was a sound of iron clashing!

The spine is like a dragon, roaring loudly.

Two mountain and river tripods appear, overlapping and arranged behind Anle.

The five viscera of An Le are singing together, the visions of ancient demons appear together, and the visions in the hands of Kong Kong Sanshou change, such as demon tigers, fierce beasts, deer, demon apes, cranes, etc. are constantly changing.

At the end, the vision of Kongkong Sanshou is unified, like a crane spreading its wings, using its arms as a sword, the sword intent is pervasive and intertwined, like a stroke of thick ink, outlining the mountains and rivers with a heart, and hitting the sea of ​​tigers fiercely.

Hu Hai stared, blood surged from his body, a vision of a white tiger appeared behind him, the halberd was swept out fiercely, and a large piece of divine light was raised, the tyrannical power seemed to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Under the collision of the two!
Hu Hai's complexion suddenly changed, what kind of physique is this?Is this the body of the Eight Realms? !
Just like an ancient demon god, unstoppable!

Terrifying power burst out from An Le's smashing arm, and the spirit swept out by the long halberd fell apart, and he had to stand in front of him to resist, but the body of the halberd was almost bent by the smash, and finally hit Hu Hai's chest with strength .

The sea of ​​tigers never surged up in one breath, and the ancient scriptures in An Le's body squirmed like tadpoles, burning like golden flames, with a wild aura, combined with the terrifying power of the two mountains and rivers intertwined and smashed down, they merged into the void and five Sanshou of the ancient monsters and five birds They fought one after another, leaving no room for Hu Hai to breathe.

Boom boom boom!
With every move, the mountain seems to be smashed through!

An Le became more and more courageous in the battle, his blood boiled, his soul roared, the ancient scriptures were like fire, and the vision of the long river of time was like a dragon!

Staring at Huhai, the murderous intent was rolling in, planning to kill the other party in one go!

Staring at Hu Hai, wisps of time qi escaped from Hu Hai's body like dandelions, and finally diffused into An Le's arm. The sound exploded!

The physique after engraving the ancient scriptures is enough to withstand eight wisps of time without collapsing!
Integrating the eight energy of time, in the arm like a divine sword, the sword intent is dreamlike and unreal, the scroll of mountains and rivers is spread out, the arm is like a god's blade, splitting the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and splitting the starry sky!

boom! ! !
His eyes were full of inconceivable, Hu Hai, who had been crushed and beaten by An Le from the beginning of the confrontation, finally showed his unwillingness and anger!
However, under An Le's all-out, unreserved lore arm.

The halberd he blocked in front of him was shaken and sent flying by the terrifying force, making it difficult to hold.

Hu Hai's body was hit by one arm, his chest was completely sunken, the blood splashed into the lake like a boulder, and the terrifying power poured into his body, then surged towards his limbs and bones, and finally...exploded with a bang!

The entire Nine Realms ancient city was dead silent.

Under the shocking, inconceivable, and horrifying gazes of countless people...

Hu Hai was brutally beaten by An Le!

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