Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 250 The three true biography of the holy master, the sword furnace opened fire and recast Qianbaidu
On the seventh mountain, the mountain wind is blowing, and the cold air is slightly surging.

An Le opened his eyes from the courtyard, and the urgency and desire for the Ten Realms emerged in his eyes.

"Is the white tiger immortal from the ancient family?"

An Le took a deep breath, her heart heavy.

The white tiger is only one of the five ancient families of immortals, and there are already countless strong ones. If the five great families come out together, how terrible will it be?
This is the background of God. The world and God are indeed incomparable, the gap is too great.

Shaking his head, An Le stood up. Although he was eager to set foot on the Tenth Realm, he also knew that the Tenth Realm was not as easy as he imagined.

However, he also has a chance, because he can go back and forth between the holy land and the human world, and can use the aura of the gods in the holy land to refine his body and complete accumulation.

"However, it is impossible to go to this monument of immortal pride for the time being. It is a pity that there are so many rewards on it, and now there are only 89 people, that is to say, there are still 89 rewards..."

An Le let out a foul breath, feeling a little distressed.

You know, the rewards on the Xianjiao Monument can give out many good things, such as treasures, cultivation methods, pure power of the Dao, etc...

It's a pity that he was forced to give up the Xianjiao Monument temporarily by a consummated immortal monarch from the White Tiger Family.

"According to Senior Sister Shangguan's description, there is actually a delicate peace between God and the Holy Realm. Logically speaking, shouldn't a mighty figure not even want to face me, and attack me..."

"It seems that it should be the breath of the Ancestral Sword of Heaven... that attracted them."

An Le thought deeply, and quickly figured out one of them.

Because of the metamorphosis in Hongchen Lian's heart, the river of soul has been promoted to the second level, and the national fortunes of Xiliang and Dali have been swallowed up one after another, and the Emperor's Dao Fruit has undergone a transformation.

The emperor's coercion was produced, and in this coercion, there might be a breath of the spirit of the ancestor sword that had been swallowed.

Therefore, this time the competition on the Xianjiao Monument will provoke the action of the strong in the sky.

"The holy master has said that once the breath of the Ancestral Sword of the Heavens is leaked, it is enough to provoke the top powerhouses in the Heavens to make a desperate move."

"The Ancestral Sword of Heaven involves too many things."

An Le nodded slightly, probably sure that her guess was correct.

He stood up and paced slowly in the yard.

The branches and leaves of the old locust tree and the treasure tree are swaying, exuding a strong aura, making the Seventh Mountain look like a fairyland on earth.

With a thought, Anle's internal organs shine brightly.

The three treasures, surging with brilliance, floated up.

The Vermilion Bird Sword, the Flowing Cloud Boots, and the Wandering Snake Ten Thousand Bone Knife are three first-tier treasures, which are blended with the five birds and animals. There has been a metamorphosis.

Then with a wave of his hand, two more treasures appeared, which were the treasures he had just traded with the surrounding immortals with the reward light group.

Zixiao Thunder Gun and Jinyang Xuanmu Shield.

The names of these two treasures have a very pure taste of heaven, and they are both treasures of the immortal family.

This time, being attacked and killed by the great power of Immortal Monarch Perfection also brought a sense of urgency to An Le and made him very eager for the Ten Realms.

With Anle's current background, as long as she has set foot in the ten realms, she will definitely not be so embarrassing in the face of Da Neng's attack this time.

Although An Le has the power of the Great Dao of Time and the second-level spiritual river, it is still difficult to face the power of absolute transcendence.

The main reason is that An Le's cultivation base is too low to bring out the essence of the power of the Way of Time.

I calmed down a bit.

An Le beat the five birds in the yard, and the three treasures shone all over his body, clanging. Although it was just a simple performance of martial arts, it also made the fusion of the treasures and the five birds more profound.

After the martial arts performance was over, An Le left the Seventh Mountain and floated into Jinguan City.

First went to Jianchi Palace, strolled by Jianchi Lake, and after collecting today's time energy, left Jianchi Palace without ever looking for Wang Yansheng.

Wang Yansheng is doing his best to help his disciples build the demon bone sword. He wants to let many disciples' demon bone sword absorb this breath while Anle transforms Qianbaidu, and then get a promotion in rank.

The collection of time qi, Anle now has time to do it.

He knew that it would be more difficult to upgrade and transform [The Posture of the Daoist Ancestor], and it would take a lot of time.

However, [Tongshen Sword Body] still has a chance to improve.

In addition, the extraction of the Qi of the Years can also allow [Tao Drink] Dao Fruit to absorb more power of the Dao of Time from the long river of time.

When I came to the wine shop in Jinguan City, I sat at the window and drank alone, thinking about the next practice in my mind.

It takes three days to turn around.

Under such peaceful years of recuperation, An Le's mood gradually calmed down, and she no longer had mental ups and downs due to being attacked by Da Neng.

Reading, practicing, drinking, calming down.

On this day, after bidding farewell to the proprietress of the tavern, An Le left Jinguan City with the two jugs of wine he had just drunk, and returned to the small courtyard of Seventh Mountain.

The courtyard is very quiet, living alone, there is a feeling of seclusion.

However, it's not lonely. After all, apart from retreating, An Le sometimes goes to Jinguan City, sometimes walks in Jianchi Palace, sometimes drinks in taverns, and even secretly goes to Dali City from time to time.

Now that he is hiding his aura, Lu Yishan can't even perceive it, so let him go.

Take out the holy order and activate it directly.

An Le took two jugs of wine and appeared directly on the Holy Land Lingfeng.

With the appearance of An Le, Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu, who had been paying attention to the situation of the Lingfeng where An Le was located, rushed over quickly.

"Little brother, I'm sorry..."

As soon as Shangguan Qingwan appeared, guilt appeared on his cold face.

After all, when the White Tiger Family made a powerful move, she failed to block it.

Ge Hongtu was equally apologetic.

"Junior brother, we have already reported the situation to the teacher. The teacher and the old man learned of the situation and said that there is a countermeasure. Let the younger brother rest assured that this loss will not be in vain."

Ge Hongtu said, there was no smile on his face, after all, when this happened, his heart was naturally full of depression.

"I don't blame senior brothers and sisters. After all, it was Xian Jun's consummated powerful shot, which was unpredictable and caught off guard."

An Le was very peaceful, smiling and waving.

"I don't know what level the cultivation bases of Senior Brother Ge and Senior Sister Shangguan are in the Eleventh Realm?"

Anle asked curiously.

It seemed that the great power who shot that day was also in the eleventh realm, but the gap in the eleventh realm was unexpectedly so large.

Hearing this, Ge Hongtu finally showed a smile on his face: "Since my junior brother wants to find out, I will naturally tell you everything."

The three of them sat at the table, and An Le poured warm wine for them.

Ge Hongtu took a sip of the old rice wine and said, "The Tenth Realm is the power to control the Dao, and condensing the power of the Dao into a solid source is the general practice method of the Eleventh Realm. Practice."

"In the human world, it is called the original venerable, but in the gods it is called the immortal king, and the specific division of realms is also very different."

"The human world is relatively general, divided into the simple early stage, middle stage and late stage, plus the supreme consummation, but on the side of God, the division of the eleven realms is a little more detailed."

"Calculated according to one rotation of the solidified origin. After all, each rotation represents the solidification and growth of the original. The God of Heaven is divided into nine revolutions in total. Above nine revolutions is the perfect immortal, which is also called great power."

"The Almighty, corresponding to the supreme being in the world, the source is perfect and flawless, and he is the real powerhouse in the world!"

Ge Hongtu took a sip of the warm old rice wine and said with a sigh.

"Whether it is the heaven, the world or the nether world, there are very few people who can make this step."

When An Le heard this, her heart shook slightly.

This is the first time he knows about the specific divisions of the eleven realms.

Shangguan Qingwan drank in silence and did not speak for a while. Seeing that Ge Hongtu had finished speaking, she took a breath for a while and said, "Little brother, senior sister, I am currently at the peak of the early stage of cultivation, and according to the division of the gods, it is three. Turn to Xianjun."

Ge Hongtu also opened his mouth and said, "My cultivation level is slightly higher than that of Shangguan's junior sister. I just stepped into the middle stage of the Venerable just a hundred years ago, and I am a fourth-rank Xianjun."

It can be said that this cultivation base is not weak.

"Unfortunately, both of us have broken through the eleventh realm in the holy realm, and what we are condensing is the origin of the holy realm. We are naturally weaker than the gods of the gods, because the origin level is a bit lower. However, the teacher took us all the year round. Fighting against the Holy Demon in the primordial void, and absorbing the origin of the Holy Demon, has slightly made up for the gap in the level of the original source."

Shangguan's mellow and beautiful voice echoed on the top of the mountain.

"Oh? Dare to ask Senior Sister, where is the primordial void?"

Anle asked curiously.

Shangguan Qingwan glanced at An Le, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Little brother, you have never stepped into the ten realms. According to the teacher, it is best not to know, but I heard that you have come into contact with the holy land in the world." It’s crazy...then it’s okay to tell you.”

"The Primordial Void is also called the Nine Heavens. The Nine Voids is the end of the heaven and the earth. It is a very special place and extremely dangerous."

"The three realms must send supreme powers to guard and resist the holy demons, otherwise the holy demons will erode the origin of the world and destroy the foundation of the world's practice."

Shangguan Qingwan said softly.

Describes the harm caused by the holy demon.

Ge Hongtu also opened his mouth and said: "There are three gates in the primordial void, namely Nether Pass, Human World Pass and Shangcang Pass. Among them, the Human World Pass is guarded by the strong men led by the teacher."

An Le was a little surprised when he heard this, because these things were indeed secrets that he didn't know about.

Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu looked at each other, and then said with a smile: "Junior brother, you haven't stepped into the eleventh realm yet, so you don't need to worry about it. If the sky falls, there will be a tall one to support you. Now you can just practice and become stronger."

An Le didn't say anything more.

He also knows that with his current strength, the more he knows about the primordial void, the greater the impact on his mentality. There is no need to understand this kind of secret beyond the limit.

"After the junior brother breaks through the eleventh realm, he can naturally enter the primordial void and compete with the holy demon."

Ge Hongtu comforted him.

After the two finished drinking and comforted An Le, they did not stay any longer and left one after another.

However, before Shangguan Qingwan left, she specifically told An Le that the teacher would definitely help him get it back for what he suffered, and the teacher would not let An Le suffer for nothing.

An Le smiled and said yes, but didn't pay much attention to it.

He is very clear that if he wants to get back the place, he still needs to be strong enough. Only when he is strong enough can he easily get back the place.

After the two left, tranquility returned to the Lingfeng Peak, and An Le also began to seriously enter the state of cultivation.

Mind moved.

The Zixiao Thunder Gun and the Jinyang Xuanmu Shield suddenly floated out one after another, and the two treasures shone with luster.

The river of soul surged out, and An Le tried to fuse the two treasures to complete the five treasures. Of course, this process is not easy, because An Le's physical fitness has reached the extreme.

It is a luxury to want to improve a little bit.

Unless An Le breaks through to the tenth realm, the physical body will collapse because it cannot bear such a powerful force.

boom!
Qi and blood are constantly beating, like a turbulent wave crashing on the shore.

The spirit of the demon tiger emerged, it was an extremely ferocious demon tiger, roaring at the stars, attacking Wushuang.

The Zixiao Thunder Gun stood upright in mid-air, with thunder flashing intertwined, and the demon tiger slowly paced beside the Zixiao Thunder Gun.

The energy of the true spirit and the Zixiao Thunder Gun began to blend with each other, and slowly blended into Anle's body bit by bit.

boom! ! !
With the fusion of the treasures under the Art of War, the qi and blood became stronger again, and the limit of the physical body seemed to be opened.

There was a dragon's chant exploding in the spine, and three mountain and river tripods appeared, with a dark yellow luster hanging down.

Every inch of An Le's flesh and blood was in turmoil, and the refining of the third Shanhe Cauldron was actually under such circumstances, and with the effect of the Dao Fruit [Aspiration], the speed gradually accelerated.

Because there is very little room for improvement in the physical body.

Therefore, the process of Anle's fusion of Zixiao Shocking Thunder Spear and Jinyang Xuanmu Shield is no longer a one-off process, but requires patience to kill time like grinding an iron pestle into a needle.

For the next few days, An Le mainly stayed in the holy realm, fusing the two treasures and perfecting the refining process of the third Shanhe Ding.

When the third mountain and river cauldron is refined and the physical body is strengthened, it will be able to fuse some Zixiao thunder guns again.

Of course, An Le didn't spend all his time on practice.

He will also return to the human world, return to the Seventh Mountain, return to Jinguan City in his spare time, wander around Jianchi Lake, absorb the energy of time from the disciples of Jianchi Palace, and so on.

Although, he was very eager to break through the ten realms, and felt a little urgent.

However, his state of mind was quite peaceful, and his mind was not disturbed because of this desire and urgency, and his whole person fell into a state of anxiety.

Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, whether you have no intention of going or staying, and look at the clouds in the sky.

This is An Le's state of mind at the moment, perhaps, this is the benefit of the spiritual river that has transformed to the second level.

In this way, time passed slowly, half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

And in the past half a month, Anle finally completed the fusion of the Zixiao Shocking Thunder Gun, and the true spirit of the white tiger completed the fusion with this treasure. In the end, Anle was left with the fierce-style true spirit that had not been fused.

Once the fusion is completed, the most precious five birds created by Anle will inevitably show a very impressive demeanor.

However, even so, An Le is still neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Today's Anle is even in a state of "the name should be immortal and the bones of the immortals should be immortal, and the reason should be close to the Buddha's heart".

On this day, An Le Shengxue in white clothes leisurely drank two jugs of wine and planned to leave the tavern in the alleys of Jinguan City.

Suddenly, a figure floated over, and the scorching breath could be felt from a long distance away.

"Son."

It was none other than Wang Yansheng who came.

Wang Yansheng's frosty hair was like a sword. After stepping into the tenth realm, her temperament changed from before, and she turned out to be like a sword drawn from its sheath, extremely sharp.

An Le was surprised when she saw Wang Yansheng, but she also thought of the purpose of the other party's visit.

"Have you finished refining the blood fox bones?"

An Le opened the jug, took a sip of the wine, and asked with a smile.

Wang Yansheng nodded: "The demon bone of the demon king in the late stage of the tenth realm and three disasters has cast 37 second-grade swords and 27 first-grade swords. The remaining second-grade swords do not need to be rewarded."

Swords below the second rank are not worthy of being reported at all.

"A total of 64 swords? It's not bad..."

Anle nodded.

But Wang Yansheng's eyes showed a look of regret: "It's a pity that no first-grade extreme sword has been cast."

"The casting of human swords has been inexplicably suppressed. It is normal to fail to cast a first-grade extreme sword. A first-grade extreme sword has already touched the threshold of the supreme treasure, and it will naturally be suppressed by the ancestor sword of heaven."

An Le smiled, but she didn't find it strange.

The blood and bones of the demon king at the level of ten realms and three disasters can only increase the chance of forging a first-grade extreme sword, but it is really impossible to say that a first-grade extreme sword can be forged.

Of course, it was also because of the level of the swordsmiths.

If An Le was replaced or Wang Yansheng personally forged it, the probability of producing a first-grade extreme sword was extremely high.

"Since that's the case, let's get ready. Tomorrow...the furnace will be fired to cast the most precious sword."

An Le said.

Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were flying, his eyes were bright, and what he was waiting for was An Le's words.

"These swords have not yet completed the final step. We are waiting for the young master to forge the most precious swords, and see if many swords can be transformed under the guidance of this energy."

Wang Yansheng said.

When An Le heard this, surprise flickered in his eyes.

Do so many swordsmiths in Jianchi Palace really believe in him?

Although this kind of action of drawing the air mechanism to forge the sword, although the sword can be successfully forged in the end, the rank and spirituality of the magic weapon may have to stop here.

"If it is the son, many people are willing to wait and take a gamble."

Wang Yansheng stroked his beard and laughed. Even he had the same trust in Anle. After all, Anle has created too many miracles so far.

-

After agreeing to Wang Yansheng, the latter returned to the bank of Jianchi Lake and began to prepare for tomorrow's sword casting.

An Le returned to the small courtyard of Seventh Mountain with two jugs of old rice wine.

As usual, when entering the Holy Realm and starting to refine the Mountain and River Cauldron, the Jinyang Xuanmu Shield and the Ominous True Spirit were fused together. The aura in the Holy Realm was extremely rich, so you don't have to worry about not having enough aura at all here.

suddenly.

An Le, who was practicing, opened his eyes suddenly, with a look of surprise in them.

A stream of light came from a distance, and almost instantly, it landed on the spiritual peak where An Le was.

At the same time, Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu also sensed that they came quickly and landed among the jagged and strange rocks of Lingfeng Mountain one after another.

"I have seen Second Senior Brother."

When Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu saw the visitor, they couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly performed the ceremony.

When An Le heard the words, she didn't lose her courtesy, she stood up and clasped her fists in a bow, performing the salute.

The person who came was a young figure, dressed in black, but with extremely deep eyes, with his hands behind his back, a majestic aura surged from his body.

"Junior Brother, I heard that you were attacked in front of the Xianjiao Monument?"

The visitor looked at An Le and asked directly.

"It was the powerful White Tiger Family who attacked you?"

An Le nodded frankly upon hearing this.

"The great power of the immortal king who turned nine turns to the origin, sneak attack on your mere nine realms... really shameless."

The young man said with a smile.

"Don't worry, the second senior brother can be more shameless than him."

An Le: "?"

Afterwards, the young man's figure directly turned into a thunderbolt, which disappeared like a thunderous explosion from heaven and earth.

An Le's white clothes fluttered in the mountain wind, looking at the disappearing youth, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"This is the second senior brother. Before the holy master opened the holy mountain, he was already a disciple of the holy master."

Ge Hongtu said, his words were quite respectful.

An Le was shocked when he heard this.

"Although it is said that all those who become the masters of the holy mountain can be regarded as disciples of the holy master, but in fact, strictly speaking, the disciples of the holy master still have to be counted before the sacred mountain was established by the holy master. enrolled students."

Ge Hongtu explained to Anle.

"Before the holy master opened the holy mountain, there were three disciples. We collectively call them the senior brother, the second senior brother and the third senior sister. They are the real disciples of the holy master. Now they are all in the primordial void, following the holy master to fight."

"Second senior brother, his cultivation base is extremely strong. In the primordial void, he has killed many extremely powerful holy demons."

An Le nodded, his eyes were bright, this was the first time he knew the identity of the Saint Master's true disciple.

Although the master of the holy mountain also claims to be a disciple of the holy master, they are too far apart after all, and the master of the holy mountain basically changes every 500 years, and some even give up the identity of the master of the holy mountain halfway through. The Lord of the Holy Mountain is not viewed as a real closed disciple.

Or it can be said that to become the Lord of the Holy Mountain is to be regarded as a registered disciple under the command of the holy master, and the real closed disciples may only be the three mentioned by Ge Hongtu.

"Second Senior Brother's name, Senior Brother Ge?" An Le asked curiously.

However, regarding this question, Ge Hongtu shook his head, waved his hands and said, "I don't know the names of Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Third Senior Sister. We just call them Senior Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister."

"Eldest senior brother looks like an old woodcutter, with a rusty ax pinned to his waist. He is ordinary, but his cultivation base is extremely powerful. It is rumored that he has stepped into the twelve realms. He is the teacher's right-hand man."

"Second senior brother, he looks like a young man, unrestrained and unrestrained, holding a plum blossom gun and a black iron lance."

"The third senior sister is a luthier, carrying a pair of burnt-tailed guqin on her back, the sound of the piano is like a sword, a knife, a waterfall, an ocean...unfathomable."

"The teacher is obviously angry about this incident, otherwise he would not have sent the second senior brother back... The Baihu family may suffer."

Ge Hongtu's introduction to Anle made Anle feel more and more mysterious about the three.

However, he did not continue to ask questions.

Glancing at the direction in which the second senior brother disappeared, he stopped being entangled, continued to sit cross-legged, and went to merge with the treasure.

Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan didn't stay long either, they both flew out of the holy realm, saying they were going to check on Anle's situation and see how the second senior brother vented his anger on Anle.

Although An Le was also curious, she didn't really care.

This time, venting his anger is all about venting his anger. When his cultivation level improves, An Le will still find the White Tiger Family to get back where he is today.

Knowing shame and then being brave is the philosophy of practitioners.

-

The mountains are towering and emerald, rising above the sky;
The flying pavilion flows pills, and there is no place to come down.

The ancestral land of the White Tiger family.

In front of the Xianjiao Monument.

Many disciples of the White Tiger Family are still gathered together, and many disciples of the White Tiger Family who have just stepped into the tenth realm are trying to attack the Xianjiao Monument, wanting to leave their names on the Xianjiao Monument and become Xianjiao.

Hu Lei was very excited. As a 30-year-old who had broken through to the tenth realm, if he could leave his name on the Xianjiao Monument this time, even if he just set foot on it, it would be enough to double his status in the family.

In fact, he felt that he was still very hopeful.

Although it is difficult for most disciples who set foot on the Ten Realm for the first time to leave a name on the Xianjiao Monument, Hu Lei is different. Leave a name, and you will be able to receive powerful resources.

A lot of eyes glanced around, and Hu Lei strode out, full of ambition, he liked this kind of eyes that were envied and feared by the disciples in the clan.

"It's Hu Lei... I heard that he is a genius who is very likely to be among the top ten heroes of the White Tiger Family in the future!"

"This is the proud son of heaven. He was favored by Da Neng when he was still in the ninth realm. As long as he can leave his name on the stele of immortal pride, he will be able to soar into the sky, get the resources of Da Neng, and hit eleven in the future." No worries."

"Eleventh Realm is the realm of Immortal Sovereign. If you can become Immortal Sovereign, you will have the right to speak in the aristocratic family and even in the heavens."

……

The chirping voices of the surrounding disciples made the corners of Hu Lei's lips curl up.

He didn't pay attention to other people, and walked to the Xianjiao Monument, raised his hand, and rested on the Xianjiao Monument.

Those who try to leave a name on the Xianjiao stele for the first time need to pass a ray of their own energy into the stele, so that the stele can remember the breath.

Rumble!
Hu Lei's eyes were shining brightly, staring at the Xianjiao Monument.

The name of Tiger Thunder appeared on it, and gradually, there was also a ranking.

仙骄碑，5！
"It's done!"

"Hahaha!"

Hu Lei was in a very happy mood, it was done!
With his cultivation base of just entering the tenth realm, he left five hundred names in front of the Xianjiao Monument. From today on, he, Hu Lei, is also a Xianjiao.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling the eyes of the people around him to his heart's content.

The gazes made him very comfortable.

Suddenly, a ray of purple lightning tore through the sky... The space seemed to be distorted.

Hu Lei's laughter froze immediately, and he saw that thunder light turned into a gigantic palm.

The palm was slapped down brazenly.

Hu Lei's scalp was numb, and his eyes were about to burst!
The terrifying original aura flowed down, freezing the space, freezing the void... even making the soothing aura of heaven and earth full of chills!

"Almighty?!"

Hu Lei was terrified and roared loudly.

Afterwards, he wanted to escape, but under the coercion of this powerful level, he couldn't even move a finger.

He could only watch helplessly, numb, bewildered, and desperate in the breath of this palm, it was blown to pieces and turned into a cloud of blood mist, even the soul of the primordial spirit was completely silenced, turning into fly ash.

Not only Hu Lei, but also the disciples around who tried to leave their names on the Xianjiao Stele for the first time, as well as the Xianjiao of the White Tiger Family who had no time to escape, were all affected by this force.

The disciples who have not yet left their names, who have just entered the tenth realm, naturally turned into flying ash and blood mist like tiger thunder.

And even the disciple of Xianjiao, if he was slightly affected, his body would explode, and the primordial spirit would be cracked and sprayed with the blood of the primordial spirit. Although he did not die, he suffered unimaginable heavy injuries.

This is a raid!

boom! ! !
In the depths of the White Tiger Family, a terrifying aura revived one after another, and then one figure after another appeared in an instant.

"Who?!"

"Dare to act presumptuously before my ancestors of the White Tiger Family!"

A roar like a tiger's roar exploded.

"The Tiger God Kong of Immortal Consummation attacked my junior brother sneakily, and Huo just paid back with a gourd painting."

A faint voice resounded from the void, and a touch of purple thunder turned into a figure, it was the second senior brother whose whole body was transformed into the incarnation of thunder.

The immortals of the White Tiger Family were stunned when they saw the visitor, and gradually stopped clamoring and dared not speak.

The strong ones who came out of the aristocratic family were also silent, with inexplicable fear.

The Second Disciple of the Saint Master...

This is definitely a ruthless person.

However, the powerful members of the White Tiger Family also knew what the purpose of the second disciple of the Saint Master was here.

After all, the mighty tiger Shenkong of his own family had just launched a sneak attack, and wanted to sneak attack and capture An Le, to capture that illusory wisp of the ancestral sword aura.

But in the end, An Le escaped.

However, An Le fled back and fled, and he was able to deal with a Nine Realm... This must be an iron-clad fact, an act that cannot be washed away or covered up.

"Nothing to say?"

"The White Tiger Family is really living and going back, a bunch of trash."

The second senior brother dismissed it.

"The White Tiger family likes to bully the small, right? I'm right here, let the fairy king of your clan come and kill me?"

The extremely domineering aura in the White Tiger Family is still silent.

Immortal King shot?

The second disciple of the Saint Master... had the feat of crossing the border and beheading the Immortal King!
What's more, the holy master has already shown some attitude by sending the second disciple of the direct descendant to come in person.

The happiness that just passed through the holy land from the world to the heaven...

Maybe he is the same as the domineering person in front of him, he is the direct descendant of the holy master!
However, many strong men looked at the blood mist in front of the Xianjiao Monument, and there was a surge of anger in their hearts...

Because Hu Shenkong shot An Le, but An Le escaped unscathed.

But these geniuses from the White Tiger family... were all crushed by Mr. Second Saint Master!
"Mr. Er was just joking. This matter was made by Hu Shenkong on his own initiative. We didn't know...Mr. Er killed so many talented disciples from my Baihu family. It must be considered an act of anger."

There is a powerful sound, like the evening drum and the morning bell, coming from the white tiger's ancestral court.

The second brother Zi Lei intertwined, his eyes were bright, and he said lightly: "When you say that, I am getting more and more angry. Where is Hu Shenkong? I want his hand."

The words fall.

The second senior brother turned his eyes and looked into the distance.

There, a phantom of a colorful white tiger, covering the sky and the sun, came roaring.

It was Hu Shenkong who had rushed back.

The second senior brother smiled coldly and grabbed it with his hand. Countless thunderbolts turned into a pitch-black black iron lance in his palm.

The arc of thunder is moving, like thunder rolling in the sky!

With a sweep of the black iron spear, it was like a peerless thunder calamity descending from the sky.

-

Within the holy realm, within the spirit peak.

An Le's blood was like mercury, flowing slowly, and the scorching breath seemed to burn and distort the void.

The golden sun black wooden shield hangs high above his head, and a gigantic ferocious real spirit roars, blending with this treasure, almost [-]% of it.

An Le's qi and blood could no longer be improved, so the fusion was stopped.

Suddenly, An Le opened his eyes, and a gust of wind surged.

But in the distance, thunder and light intersected, and the figure of the second senior brother walked over with his hands behind his back, stepping on the thunder.

Beside him, Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu respectfully followed, their eyes shining brightly.

"I have seen Second Senior Brother."

An Le stood up, her white clothes fluttering, she bathed in the rain of spiritual energy in the mountain, and cupped her fists towards the second senior brother.

The second senior brother stepped on the thunder in the void, and threw it casually.

In an instant, a tiger claw with a strong and powerful aura fell from the sky and hit the Lingfeng Peak, turning many jagged and strange rocks on the Lingfeng Peak into dust.

"This is the tiger claw of Hu Shenkong who attacked you. He used this claw to bully you, so I will cut off one of his claws."

The second senior brother said.

An Le looked at the tiger's claws that fell on the Lingfeng Peak, still entwined with the lightning arc of destroying everything, and couldn't help but let out a breath, feeling a lot of depression in his heart.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother."

The second senior brother smiled: "That's what the teacher meant. The teacher also said it. Know the shame and be brave. Remember the bullying this time. When the junior brother grows up, he will return it."

An Le heard the words and nodded seriously.

"Then junior brother, come on, second senior brother, I'll go back first."

The second senior brother said another word, and then, his figure turned into a thunder light, crashed into the void and disappeared.

It seemed that his arrival was to express a sigh of relief for An Le.

At this time, Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu galloped over.

"Second senior brother is really domineering. First, he went to the ancestral home of the Baihu family and killed dozens of geniuses of the Baihu family in front of the Xianjiao Monument with one palm. Then Leng chopped off Tiger God Kong's tiger claws... really domineering and powerful!"

"I think the second senior brother has reached the extreme in the Supreme Realm, and he is not far from the Twelve Realm."

Ge Hongtu praised, and described the second senior brother's overbearing to Anle.

"Among the teacher's three true brothers and sisters, the second brother is the most domineering, and it is also due to his personality. If the senior brother came, he would definitely not be so domineering. The senior brother is very stable..."

Shangguan said softly.

An Le was surprised when he heard the words. Now he is very curious about the three true biographies of the saints.

"Sister Shangguan, what will happen if the elder brother comes here?"

An Le asked.

Shangguan Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled: "If senior brother came, he would definitely kill Hu Shenkong silently."

Anle stagnates, is this called stability?
"Little brother, this tiger claw is a powerful tiger claw after all, and it contains a little bit of the origin of the perfect fairy. Although it was annihilated by the second senior brother's Promise God Thunder, the remaining little bit of the origin of the perfect fairy is still of great use. of."

"Young junior brother can refine it well, and you can also refine a ray of great energy."

Shangguan Qingwan pointed to the tiger claw that annihilated many mountain peaks and strange rocks and said.

An Le's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Is it the origin of the perfect fairy?
That is definitely a good thing!
Although Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan were also envious of this powerful tiger claw, they also knew that the tiger claw was something that the second senior brother had left for Anle, so they didn't take it.

After talking with An Le for a while, the two left one after another.

"Junior brother, now that the second senior brother of the Baihu family is intimidated, they probably won't do anything against you again. Junior brother can continue to go for the Immortal Jiao Monument."

Ge Hongtu said to An Le before leaving.

However, An Le still shook his head at this. Since his cultivation had not broken through the tenth realm, he probably would not go to the Xianjiao Monument again.

After the two left, silence was restored on the Lingfeng Peak.

An Le sat down cross-legged, looking at the tiger claw, the light between his brows bloomed, and the river of second-order mind surged out, and he began to sacrifice the tiger claw, extracting the source of power from the tiger claw.

However, An Le obviously underestimated the difficulty of extracting the source of great energy.

The long river of soul flows into it, and it is difficult to walk. It is difficult to extradite the source of great energy at once, and can only be eroded and refined slowly.

And in the process of erosion and refinement, An Le found that the long river of his mind was gradually becoming more condensed and stronger.

Obviously, the second senior brother left this tiger claw, there is no deep meaning.

After one night, An Le stopped the sacrifice, his eyes were bright, his heart grew much stronger during the sacrifice, and he was more confident about hitting the ten realms.

He didn't continue the sacrifice, because today is the day he promised Wang Yansheng to go to recast Qianbaidu.

Tear open the void and store the tiger claws.

An Le grasped the Holy Realm Order and went straight back to the top of the Seventh Mountain.

Changing into a strong outfit, An Le took out the star-studded Qianbaidu, the sword light floated, and the starlight swept across...

In Anle's eyes, Qianbaidu was a very good sword, but unfortunately, in Anle's eyes now, Qianbaidu... can only be regarded as an ordinary first-grade sword.

Stepping out with one step, his figure instantly crossed the mountains and rivers, and appeared in front of Jinguan City.

City lord Yu Jie, Jianchi Palace lord Su Muzhe and other experts from the Nine Realms rushed out one after another, saluted An Le, and entered Jinguan City together.

Everyone also knows that Anle will recast Qianbaidu today, and then cast it into a sword weapon.

Their swords may all have a chance to shine in this day, and achieve a small transformation and improvement.

Jianchi Palace, Jianjianfang.

Wang Yansheng had already stood awe-inspiring, with frosty hair flying, arm bones glowing, Zhijian Changhe was uttering a loud and clear sword chant, and his mental state had been raised to the best.

Compared with other people's blind trust in Anle, trusting in Anle will definitely be able to forge the most precious sword weapon, but Wang Yansheng knows how big the risk is.

Therefore, he must adjust his state to the best and not hold An Le back.

In addition to Wang Yansheng, there are other swordsmiths from Jianchi Palace around. There are 64 swordsmiths in total. They are those swordsmiths who forged swords with blood fox bones. There is red light in it.

After An Le arrived, the gazes of these swordsmiths were full of fanaticism.

"Son!"

Wang Yansheng looked at Anle and spoke solemnly.

"let's start."

An Le's eyes were shining brightly, and she said softly, and the sword floating around her body with thousands of blips flitted out.

A sword-forging furnace rose from the ground, and the fiery earth immortal fire billowed up in the furnace. With a tap of a finger, thousands of baidu turned into streamers, and were directly thrown into the sword-forging furnace, engulfed by the earth immortal fire.

And An Le was more and more curious about the Ancestral Sword of Heaven.

Just a whiff of the refined Ancestral Sword's aura attracted a powerful person to personally attack him...

Then if he is on top of the ancestral sword, gather more spirits of the ancestral sword...

Isn't the whole God going crazy? !
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