Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 253 Nirvana, Celestial Immortal Fire Becomes Thunder

Holy land, above Lingfeng.

Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu descended one after another, stepping on the jagged stones on the top of Lingfeng Peak, feeling the tyrannical blood and mental strength still lingering in the air, the two couldn't help feeling deeply.

"Double Nine Realms are complete and have reached the pinnacle. Such a breakthrough has never been seen in the ages. I really don't know how far the junior brother can go in the future."

Ge Hongtu was amazed.

The more you understand, the more you can feel the oppression and terror brought by peace.

It was a transcendent talent, an unimaginable level.

The realm of the nine realms can fight against the ten realms and three disasters to achieve perfection. This kind of realm has already surpassed too many strong men at the nine realm level. , at the Nine Realms, it is simply difficult to reach this level.

"Being able to make the teacher make an exception for him is extraordinary in itself."

Shangguan Qingwan spoke coldly, and she stretched out her palm, stroking the scorching blood energy left in the air, sensing the transforming power, her eyes were full of amazement.

"Eldest brother, second senior brother, and third senior sister are all extraordinary. The junior junior is so valued by the teacher, and he will definitely be a closed disciple in the future. His achievements will definitely not be weaker than the first three."

Ge Hongtu couldn't help nodding, he had no doubts about this, An Le had this qualification.

However, whether it can reach the level of a saint...

Even if the two are the original venerables of the eleventh realm, they dare not conclude, and it is even hard to imagine.

"This time, junior brother returns to the human world to attack the ten realms... I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

"According to what my junior brother described, in today's world, practice is exhausted. Even if it has begun to recover recently, the energy it possesses may not be able to bear the energy needed for a breakthrough like a peerless genius like my junior brother."

"Even, because of the evildoer of the younger brother himself, it will arouse the resistance of the origin of the world, because if such an evildoer succeeds in crossing the catastrophe, the origin of the world will be uneasy, worried that it will be like a saint, and in the future... cut the corner of the origin and turn it into a holy land .”

"Therefore, the three calamities that my junior broke through... are not unusual."

Ge Hongtu frowned suddenly, and couldn't help but speak.

At this point, even Shangguan Qingwan felt the difficulty.

"The origin of the human world and the origin of the holy realm are completely different. The origin of the holy realm is eager to dedicate itself to cultivating Tianjiao and sublimating itself, but the origin of the human world is not so eager for the birth of Tianjiao."

"If the junior brother breaks through in the holy realm, it will be like eating and drinking water. The source of the holy realm wishes that more geniuses like the younger junior brother will be born."

"But the origin of the human world itself is powerful, and the birth of the ten realms requires extremely extraordinary tests. Coupled with the exhaustion of the cultivation environment in the human world, this breakthrough... is full of difficulties."

"If it is possible, in fact, my junior brother can break through the realm in the sky."

Ge Hongtu thought for a while and said.

The origin of the heavens... is actually not weaker than the origin of the world, and it belongs to the level of the three realms, regardless of high or low.

"Impossible. Once the heavenly source breaks through the realm, it will naturally belong to the heavenly tenth realm. Junior brother will lose the qualification to return to the human world and will be rejected by the human source. In addition... the three mountain river cauldrons refined by the junior brother, Because of this, the power will be greatly reduced, and even... lose power."

"The way is different, the foundation of the younger brother is in the world."

Shangguan Qingwan shook his head, rejecting Ge Hongtu's conjecture immediately.

Ge Hongtu hesitated, then nodded with a wry smile.

"I just hope that my junior brother can break through successfully..."

"Good luck to him."

All they can do is wish Anle good luck.

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The rainy feet shoot the ground and the day is gloomy, and the eaves of the eaves are in a hurry.

The seventh mountain, small courtyard.

The space was distorted for a while, causing a few drops of rain to burst and shatter.

An Le's figure appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, it rained all over the sky, and it was at this moment that it seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to fall.

It was as if an incomparably terrifying momentum was transpiring from the bottom to the top, causing the rain to be blocked.

The old pagoda tree swayed violently, and the branches of the precious tree flew across.

An Le opened her eyes, as if in the endless darkness of the world, a bright light burst out suddenly, making the darkness disappear and the light descending.

Body training is complete and complete, and God training has also reached the unparalleled state.

That is the acme of the nine realms of the human world, no, it should be said that it is the acme of the nine realms of the three realms.

Anle's every gesture contained a terrifying explosion, which was the power contained in the best state of Qi and blood, and the whole person was like a terrifying nuclear bomb.

"Double Nine Realms have been completed..."

"Training the body and refining the mind are already full and overflowing, and I can't go any further."

Anle murmured.

The surface of the physical body seems to form an invisible field, and the circulation of qi and blood in the meridians of the body makes the air outside the body flow uncontrollably.

The three mountain and river cauldrons were completely refined, plus five treasures that were fused with the five birds and true spirits.

Such a physique has never been seen before.

At this moment, An Le even feels that he can fight against the real half-step source, not a fake like Hu Jie who relies on pills to forcibly improve.

It's about raising one's own power to perfection in the ten realms and three disasters, and extraditing the half-step origin of the increase in the original power.

A group of existences at the peak of the ten realms and three disasters.

An Le is confident to fight the opponent.

However, in his current state, it is still a bit difficult to fight against the original venerable of the eleventh level.

However, it is not an easy task for the Eleventh Realm Origin Venerable to kill him.

Unless it is Supreme or powerful, it is possible to kill him forcibly.

Otherwise, he who has fully mastered the three mountain and river cauldrons, which together can burst out the power of the holy weapon, can retreat with ease in the face of ordinary masters or immortals.

However, now An Le doesn't care about these things anymore. If he does, he should go to the Xianjiao Monument at this moment, collect a wave of rewards, and challenge some of the Celestial Jiao experts, and he will probably be able to know his own strength.

But, it's meaningless, let's not talk about whether the strong man of the Xiangu White Tiger Family will continue to squat him there.

As far as his own cultivation has reached the critical point of breakthrough, it is definitely best to go after the breakthrough.

just in case……

Among the gods, if they are detonated by the origin of the gods and forced to break through the ten realms, then Anle will really suffer.

Rumble!
Looking up, above the sky, the black clouds accumulating heavy rain became thicker and thicker, as if behind the black clouds, there were more black clouds accumulating.

There are azure blue thunder flickering in it, and terrifying power is accumulated in the sea of ​​clouds.

Vaguely, an extremely powerful coercion spilled from the sky above the world.

"The origin of the world..."

An Le's eyes are shining brightly, her black hair is flying vigorously, and her white clothes are better than snow.

Netherworld, human world and heaven, the origin of the three realms, are necessary for the existence of the world.

The nine realms touch the threshold of the Dao, the ten realms master the Dao, and the eleventh realm uses the Dao to contact the source... This is truly extraordinary practice.

In fact, starting from contacting the Dao is actually tantamount to contacting the transcendent, the realm beyond the world.

The origin of the world is a completely different concept from the origin of practitioners.

Just like an aircraft carrier and an ordinary canoe, although both can be understood as ships, but in terms of size...the difference is too great.

Therefore, the source is supreme, and mastering the source can even open up a world. For example, a saint is to cut off the corner of the source of heaven, sacrifice it to become a holy place, connect the world, and let the world in the era of exhaustion of practice, many peerless people who have nowhere to go Characters, able to see a way to break through.

The original breath of the world has not been concealed, and at this moment, he is attracted by An Le.

It was a terrifying coercion.

Under this coercion... Even the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit seems to be difficult to offset this sense of oppression.

An Le sat in the small courtyard of Seventh Mountain. On the table, there was a hot stove. The warm old rice wine on the stove was burned by the dancing flames, giving off a warm feeling.

Take a sip of the old rice wine calmly, the bitter taste of wine diffuses in the mouth.

Facing the pressure from the source that was constantly gathering and suppressing above his head, An Le drank calmly.

The sun haze chokes with ignorance and seclusion, and dark clouds rush up to the village.

The mountains are towering, straight up to the sky, connected with the black clouds, and the rich black is like splashed ink on rice paper, pressing down on the world, with a sense of cramped and oppressive.

The wind is howling, and the wind is blowing.

Like the wrath of the sky, it roared towards the world.

And on the top of the mountain, the young man is picturesque, sitting calmly, holding a jug of wine, and drinking lightly.

As if a catastrophe is approaching, disaster is approaching, to him it is like... floating clouds.

The wind is light and the clouds are light to go through the robbery, and the wind is born to be a fairy when talking and laughing!
An Le drank the wine in his glass and smiled lightly.

Get up slowly, step by step, on the seventh mountain, stepping on the void is like stepping on a ladder of nothingness...

Ascension to the sky!
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Jinguan City, the wind blows.

On the bank of Jianchi Lake, the clear water of the lake was wrinkled and rippled.

Wang Yansheng strolled along the lakeside, with fluttering sleeves and frosty hair like a sword. Beside him was Su Muzhe, a woman dressed in a strong outfit, with a sharp sword aura bursting out from a bright red point between her brows. The sword chant was exploding.

The sword palace between the eyebrows already has a vague feeling that cannot be contained.

A blush appeared on Su Muzhe's face, and there were two flames burning in his eyes.

Wang Yansheng glanced at her appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Master, you have now incorporated four first-grade extreme swords and ten first-grade swords into the Dayan Sword Formation, and the entire Dayan Sword Formation has been greatly improved. , you need to spend some thought to fuse these swords into your own sword."

"Familiarity is the key. Only by familiarity with the sword can the power of the Dayan Sword Formation truly explode, and be qualified to hit the tenth realm."

Wang Yansheng, as a person who has set foot in ten realms, naturally has his own experience.

Dayan Sword Formation, like his Supreme Sword Changhe, is a foreign object, and Su Muzhe, like him, needs the help of foreign objects to break through the Ten Realms.

"The Dayan Sword Formation is actually a precious sword formed by a combination of sword formations. The most precious swords are hard to come by, but the Dayan Sword Formation gathers the energy of thousands of swords and the spirit of thousands of swords, so it can burst out the power of the sword. .”

"And the Dayan Sword Formation in your Niwan Palace, in fact... is similar to the Art of War that we were taught by the young master."

Wang Yansheng said with a smile.

Su Muzhe looked at the wrinkled water in the lake and nodded slightly.

She is too aware of how much Anle's fusion of war techniques has brought changes and impacts to Jianchi Palace.

Today's Jianchi Palace, the overall strength has improved much compared to before. All this is because of the integration of military tactics, integration of soldiers into the body, transformation of qi and blood, and improvement of physique...

These methods, in fact, are more mysterious than the Dayan Sword Formation.

The Dayan Sword Formation is to form the formation into the Niwan, and it belongs to the Qi of the sword formation.

Although the methods of the two are somewhat different, the essential principles are somewhat similar.

"I am storing these swords into the Sword Palace now, and the next step is to refine the swords, and then I can start to hit the tenth realm..."

Su Muzhe said that that was her plan for herself.

Her eyes are slightly bright.

If the old sword master who entered the Lishan ancient tomb can return safely, and she can successfully break into the tenth realm, then there will be four tenth realm powerhouses sitting in Jianchi Palace.

The old sword master, Wang Yansheng, her, Su Muzhe, and An Le, if you add An Le's two dragon slaves, the current strength of Jianchi Palace...is simply unimaginable.

Su Muzhe was in a daze.

Jianchi Palace, which used to be at the bottom of the world, has become so powerful without knowing it.

"Indeed, if you can successfully step into the ten realms... the Sword Pool Palace will once again bloom in glory in this era."

Wang Yansheng's eyes were also flickering, with some light.

"Even... more than that."

"My son's upper limit is far beyond my imagination. Even, Jianchi Palace will produce an eleventh-level venerable in the future, and even... the supreme!"

Wang Yansheng's body was full of sword energy, his sleeves were bulging, and his sword intent was raging.

There is a wild hope in his heart.

It was An Le who gave him this ambition.

Su Muzhe was also shaken all over, the original venerable of the eleventh realm...or even the supreme one?

Sovereign... For a long time in the world, there are only a handful of strong people who have truly set foot in the realm of Sovereignty.

Thousands of years ago, Qin Shihuang, who was so magnificent, unified the world and unified the world, was a supreme being.

That is a strong man who is enough to shock even the heavens!
Just when the two were in turmoil, imagining a bright future, an invisible wave of air swept over, blowing the sword light on the Jianchi lake like a swimming snake, and the sword bell even made a dull sound involuntarily.

Wang Yansheng's complexion changed suddenly.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Seventh Mountain, the sky there... suddenly became dark!
"This..." Wang Yansheng was shocked, what happened?
This coercion... this cramped and suffocating feeling...someone is attacking the Tenth Realm!

Even Su Muzhe could sense it.

At this moment, in Jinguan City, all the powerhouses above the Ninth Realm were shocked and excited, and jumped into the sky one after another, looking up at the seventh mountain.

"That's the direction of the Holy Mountain...the Seventh Mountain...Young Master!"

Wang Yansheng thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

The light of the sword in the sleeve galloped out like a dragon, enveloping his body, and then quickly swept away in the direction of the seventh mountain.

Su Muzhe also thought of something, his eyes froze, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

"Young master is... a head faster than me?"

Su Mu covered her red lips and pursed her lips lightly, with a complicated look on her face.

Old Zhao, old Zhao... The young man you value has already started to amaze the whole world.

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Dali city.

Reaching for the stars.

Lu Yishan is dealing with a mountain of documents, he is not an ambitious person, but he is a capable person.

Now that he has agreed to assist An Le, he will do his best, just as he did when he assisted the Lord of Dali.

Of course, the current situation is even more different, because there is one more competitor, and that is Xiliang City.

Li You'an is not an ordinary person, and the personal ability of the legendary No. [-] scholar is beyond doubt. If Lu Yishan doesn't take such a genius seriously, the development of Dali City may really be suppressed by Xiliang City.

Moreover, in terms of geographical location, Xiliang City is much better than Dali City, and the prerequisites for development are destined to be a disadvantage for Dali City.

However, Lu Yishan didn't seem to have a big problem, only a challenge would make him feel a little excited.

After writing the next five-year development plan of Dali City, such as how to introduce spiritual talents, how to carry out spiritual enlightenment and other plans, he wrote very clearly.

"Wang Banshan, the former master of the Academy of Arts, built an academy in Xiliang City. With Wang Banshan's Confucian reputation, he can definitely attract half of the scholars in the Zhao Dynasty to go there to pursue knowledge. When the atmosphere is improved...if the atmosphere of a city is improved, the development will naturally be faster."

"At this point, Dali is far behind, so we have to find a way."

"Building an academy in Dali will definitely not work. Dali itself does not have such an atmosphere. However, if you can fool the Wumiao to Dali...it would be good."

"Xiliang Academy of Arts, Dali Martial Arts Temple... After the death of the Great Zhao, the Academy of Arts and Martial Arts Temple will pursue and assist the new dynasty, just in time to complete the distribution."

Lu Yishan smiled, his eyes brightened.

In his opinion, Wu Temple is easier to deal with than the Academy of Arts, because the Academy of Arts has to deal with a group of scholars who are pretentious. Some scholars, after reading too much, will develop a temperament of high-mindedness and low-handedness, which is difficult to manage.

However, Wu Temple does not have this problem.

Although the warriors seem to be difficult to get along with, in fact... order is the best thing to do.

As long as you can beat them, you have the right to speak, and it makes sense to poop with your fists.

As for whether it's bigger than a fist or not, Lu Yishan's ten-level cultivation base, plus the stargazing map... is still very confident.

"Even for generals like Ye Longsheng who have trained their bodies to the perfection of the Ninth Realm, even without the support of a large army, I can easily suppress them one-on-one."

The corners of Lu Yishan's lips curled up slightly.

Therefore, he has already made plans to introduce Wu Temple in Dali City in the future.

Suddenly, his pen paused, his eyes narrowed sharply, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the Seventh Mountain...

"Young master...doing something again?"

"No, this is... a calamity of heaven and earth! Young master wants to break through the ten realms?!"

Lu Yishan's eyes suddenly lit up, took a deep breath, and his complexion became more dignified than ever.

How deep is An Le's background, An Le is too clear...

The double nine realms are perfect, and they can fight against the tenth realm, three disasters, and even the consummated strong, which shows that the foundation of peace and happiness is solid enough to realize the cross-border battle.

If this is in the sky, then it is a good thing, and it has the appearance of an immortal king.

However, in the human world, it is not a good thing. Although during this period of time, the practice of the human world has resumed, and there have been strong people who have stepped into the ten realms and broken the barriers.

But... whether the aura of heaven and earth in the world can bear the breakthrough of a peerless evildoer like An Le is still unknown!
"Let's just look at the scale of the calamity...it's comparable to the eleventh realm!"

"Master, son... are you in a hurry?"

Lu Yishan murmured.

He felt that An Le could wait for the origin of the world to recover for a period of time before trying to break through.

Breaking through now would be too difficult and dangerous... Even the failure rate would be far higher than the world imagined.

However, Lu Yishan quickly sighed, he naturally knew the reason why An Le was so anxious to break through.

Or the pressure brought by Emperor Yuanmeng was too great.

Although the current Emperor Yuanmeng was suppressed and sealed in the Lishan Ancient Tomb.

However, the restoration of human practice...means that Emperor Yuanmeng is gradually refining the Nine Paths of Earth and Dragon Veins, which means...Emperor Yuanmeng is not far away from breaking the seal and returning to the world...!

And Emperor Yuanmeng broke the seal, and his level of cultivation... must have reached the eleventh realm!
"That's why the young master is in a hurry to break through."

"Young master's breakthrough...is very different from Lao Wang's breakthrough."

"A young master can fight at least a hundred old kings...so, the power of calamity is at least a hundred times higher!"

Lu Yishan murmured.

He put down the wolf hair in his hand, stretched across the metal wheelchair, and sped directly out of the Star Picking Platform, heading towards the Seventh Mountain. He was worried, and had to rush over to have a look.

And in the process of speeding, looking at the terrifying black cloud, the black cloud that is still expanding...

Repression and constriction lingered in his mind.

This catastrophe... is worth a thousand old kings, right? !
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The capital of Yuan and Mongolia.

Zuo Xiangboyan, shaking his feather fan lightly, wearing a scarf on his head, looking from a distance, as if he could feel the original coercion of the cramped and terrifying oppressive feeling hanging down from a long distance...

"This coercion... is more terrifying than when His Majesty broke through the tenth realm!"

"Young son, Anle, is indeed a monster, a monster more terrifying than His Majesty."

"Fortunately, Your Majesty was born 500 years earlier than Anle..."

Zuo Xiangboyan let out a long breath.

My heart wavered slightly.

"However, now that the cultivation in the human world has just resumed, it's bearable... Is such a monstrous breakthrough?"

Boyan narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly.

"Li You'an can do it, Lu Yishan can do it, although they are considered as the Chosen Ones, they are much worse than An Le, at least when they reach the perfection of the Ninth Realm, it is impossible for them to confront, let alone kill each other. "

"The gap is big, so the extradition of catastrophe is also not at the same level."

In fact, Boyan couldn't help but look forward to it.

If An Le fails to break through the realm under this catastrophe, and his body and soul are damaged, it will naturally benefit Yuan Meng greatly.

Boyan actually guessed why Anle wanted to break through in such a hurry...

That's because the pressure brought by His Majesty is too great.

"Can't let him succeed..."

Boyan tightly clenched the feather fan in his hand, a coldness flickered in his eyes.

This is a golden opportunity.

Now, Lu Yishan, Wang Yansheng, Li Youan and others are all headed by An Le, and their purpose is to assist An Le.

If something happened to Anle, the other party would be absolutely devastated and unable to threaten Yuanmeng in a short time, and when Emperor Yuanmeng walked out of Lishan Mountain, Yuanmeng's power would rise to its absolute peak!

The world... no one can compete!

With this in mind, Boyan took a step forward, and the tyrannical air mechanism of the ten realms spread out, turning into a stream of light and shooting out at high speed.

If he wants to stop An Le from breaking through, he alone is far from enough.

And he is definitely not the only one who doesn't want Anle to break through the realm and succeed.

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at the same time.

When the source of heaven and earth appeared in the sky above the Seventh Mountain, and the calamity of heaven and earth that was brewing descended on the world.

In the whole world, the strong men of all major forces all sensed it, and each of them became very exciting, very weird... very shocking!

Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.

Zhenwu Hall.

Beneath the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, Taoist Qingyun sat on a futon, pinching the lotus seal with his hands, the sandalwood was faint, his eyes opened, and there was a purple meaning flowing in the depths of his eyes, which was endlessly shocking.

"Such a monstrosity, such a talent...don't mess with it, don't mess with it!"

Taoist Qingyun murmured.

Suddenly, his eyes fluctuated, and his figure disappeared into the hall in an instant.

Appearing again, he was already on the top of Qingcheng Mountain, and the strong wind blew his Taoist robe close to his body, clearly outlining the appearance of the old Taoist.

Above his head, the Tianmen vibrated and shone with light, and the clouds were steaming and shining brightly.

Slowly, the will of God poured down from behind the gate of heaven.

Taoist Qingyun had complicated expressions on his face.

But after listening to the will of the gods, he couldn't help but sighed and made a Taoist gift.

The next moment, the old Taoist sat cross-legged above Qingcheng Mountain, and began to pinch the Yin Jue.

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Lianhua Temple, Daxiong Palace.

Countless monks sat upright, beat and bathed, chanted the Buddha's words, and the Sanskrit sounds burst out.

There seemed to be countless golden lights rising in the palace, brilliant and dazzling.

Sitting at the forefront of many monks, two old monks wearing red cassocks inlaid with gold rims slowly opened their eyes, their eyes were deep and far away, as if a golden Buddha image was reflected in the depths of their pupils.

"Amitabha, the death of Purdue Junior Brother... there should be an end."

The two monks spoke, looked at each other, and nodded slightly.

Recite the Buddha's name again.

In the temple of Nuo Da, there was a bell ringing, and it vibrated slowly.

Many monks are still chanting devoutly.

But the two old monks have disappeared, only the sound of the wooden fish echoed faintly.

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Thousands of peaks compete to gather, and thousands of ravines are beyond the calendar.

Kunpeng Mountain.

A place occupied by ten thousand monsters.

The peak rises from the ground, like a knife, like a sword, like a gun!
On an extremely precipitous mountain peak, there was a middle-aged man in cloth clothes. He sat on it, poured a bowl of wine, and drank it boldly.

Looking at the original coercion falling down the world, the man suddenly spread his wings behind his back, covering the sky with his wings.

On top of several surrounding peaks, waves of tyrannical demonic energy shot up into the sky like pillars of smoke.

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Ganye Temple, beside the Heart Refining Cave, the old macaque opened his eyes, smashed his mouth, picked up the black iron rod, and fought out of Emei.

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In Lanke Temple, there was a sweeping monk in a green robe, looking up with deep eyes, sighing softly, and continued to sweep the dead leaves lost in time in front of the door.

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Great Zhao Dynasty, Lin'an Mansion.

on Phoenix Mountain.

Spring peaches are sprinkled all over the ground, covered with bluestones, brewing a sour taste.

Zhao Tianyan, the emperor of Zhao, sat among the fallen peach petals all over the ground, his eyes calmly looked at the man sitting in the pavilion, his aura became stronger and stronger, but his face became more peaceful, and he even looked a little bohemian, drinking recklessly. Zhao Xianyou.

"This son An Le is about to break through the ten realms."

Zhao Tianyan's hair and shoulders were all stained with peach blossom petals, and he said softly.

In this special state, he can clearly feel the changes in the original coercion in the world.

"I didn't expect... he was so fast..."

"At the beginning, I was able to use the sword to destroy my plan... Maybe it was the destiny."

"God destined me to go this way."

Zhao Tianyan murmured softly.

When An Le, with the help of Lu Yishan, captured Dali and flattened Xiliang...

Zhao Tianyan already knew that the Great Zhao Dynasty... was in danger and was being targeted by a terrifying tiger.

The young man who was once looked down upon by him has now grown enough to make him extremely afraid, even to the point where he wants to swallow his country.

However, now, Zhao Tianyan has let go, and Prince Zhao Shenyan is in charge of the state affairs of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Although Zhao Tianyan was disturbed, he was not completely disturbed.

He is very clear that if he wants to change the situation and let the precarious Dazhao continue for another 500 years, he can only hope for the next move.

Zhao Xianyou sat in the pavilion, his whole body radiated light, and he became more and more dusty. He had a completely different temperament from the emperor of the Zhao family who sat on the ground with all his peach blossoms.

One is like a celestial being, and the other is like a mortal on earth.

Zhao Xianyou had never even looked at Zhao Tianyan, who was sitting withered, and his whole body became more and more out of the world, as if he was about to become a fairy at any time.

Only when he was drinking a jug of old wine from the mortal world, did he appear to have such a little mortal atmosphere.

On the contrary, Zhao Tianyan stared at Zhao Xianyou all the time, not daring to relax in the slightest.

When a strand of hair turns white from root to tip, Zhao Tianyan's entire head...is all white.

However, his eyes are much brighter.

"The time has come."

"Feixian."

Zhao Tianyan raised his hand and bit the pads of five fingers. Five drops of dark red blood dripped out of them and floated in the air.

Slowly, the five drops of blood, as if they were alive, turned into five silk shackles and headed towards Zhao Xianyou.

In the leisure pavilion, Zhao Xianyou chuckled, and the chuckle gradually turned into a big laugh.

In the end, it was completely enveloped by five powerful blood-colored silk threads, and turned into...

blood cocoon.

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The heavy clouds spit out lightning, and the high buildings sound like thunder.

Seventh Mountain.

The mountain wind howled, the wind was strong, and the trees on the mountain were bent.

Only in the small courtyard on the top of the mountain, there is a figure in white clothes, tall and straight like a proud bamboo, standing with hands behind his back, looking up at the sky of black clouds, rising into the sky.

An Le naturally didn't know that his return to the mortal world to impact the Ten Realms would cause commotion from all parties.

However, even if he knew, he didn't care.

It is imperative for him to break the ten realms.

The attack in front of the Xianjiao Monument made him aware of his own lack of strength.

The threat brought by Emperor Yuanmeng in the ancient tomb of Lishan made him feel like a sword hanging over his head at all times.

The holy master once said that the great changes in the world are coming, which made him feel urgent.

Only by breaking the tenth realm can he have enough resistance against the general trend in the future.

This catastrophe is obviously not as simple as a simple "fire of nirvana" in ten realms and one disaster.

Because the foundation of An Le is so solid, even his strength has attracted the attention of the human source. When the source brings disasters, the ordinary fire of nirvana will also turn into a prairie fire, which is extremely terrifying.

Layer upon layer, the black clouds that spanned hundreds of miles across were getting thicker and thicker.

Even, the black cloud is still expanding, reaching a distance of thousands of miles!

Like a huge black mushroom canopy, with the seventh mountain as the stem, it penetrates the heaven and the earth.

An Le stepped on nothingness, went straight into the sky, and entered the air without knowing it.

The black cloud is extremely low, as if you can touch it by raising your hand casually, and you can pierce it with a little force.

While the disaster is still brewing...

Immediately, there was a wave of tyrannical aura around, from far to near, constantly approaching.

That is a statue of ten realms.

Of course, these ten realms all restrained their aura, not daring to be too presumptuous, for fear of causing such a terrible disaster to be implicated.

Even people like Lu Yishan and Li Youan held their breath and watched from afar.

Farther away, there are also Nine Realm powerhouses, looking from a distance like a pilgrimage, not daring to approach these stacked mountains.

On the sky, there are virtual images of mountains, intertwined with light and shadow.

One after another, holy mountains emerged.

Those are the other five holy mountains. The five holy mountain owners stand on the top of the mountain, looking at them with complicated eyes, anticipation, amazement, and envy.

When many strong men approached the Seventh Sacred Mountain at a distance of a hundred miles, they stopped advancing.

Either fall among the mountains, or fall on the top of the old trees, or sit on the jagged rocks...Looking from a distance.

"Junior brother, you are indeed a junior brother... you are about to break through the tenth realm."

"Some people break through the ten realms, and even the robbery cloud has never appeared, and some people break through the ten realms, but it is enough to attract the source to attack... This is the demeanor of a monster."

The second mountain of the holy mountain, Su Zhanxian, the owner of the second mountain, was full of emotions.

The rest of the mountain masters couldn't help being in a trance, because... they were about to be trampled by An Le before they knew it.

However, Su Zhanxian, the second mountain lord, smiled and glanced around.

Feeling all kinds of breaths one after another, he shook his head.

"If the junior brother had never joined the disputes in the world, who would dare to commit a crime if he crossed the calamity of the ten realms?"

"It's a pity that there is no if, the calamity of nirvana, little junior brother, is not peaceful."

There is a strong wind between heaven and earth.

Looking at the boy in white who rose from the Seventh Mountain across the sky and faced the dark clouds in the sky, as if he was talking to the heaven and the earth.

The gazes of all the strong men are fixed.

Above the black clouds, one after another, counting them carefully, there are nine golden currents running and brewing!
for a long time.

"boom--"

A distant and majestic explosion sounded from the sky.

A brilliant golden thunder completely transformed by flames suddenly appeared, and then descended from the settled clouds, turning into a long dragon with teeth and claws.

In an instant, he threw himself fiercely at the figure of Shengxue in white, standing in mid-air, surrounded by wind and thunder.

above the dome.

It seems that there are gods beating drums, and thousands of immortals roar.

Thunder light flew, and electric fire danced wildly.

In an instant, many strong men, whether they were coming or were rushing, all raised their heads, and their bodies, including the whole world, were rendered golden by the thunder.

The golden fire brought extreme scorching heat to the world.

Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair and watched from afar.

His eyes froze and froze.

Looking at the first falling golden thunder turned into flames, he finally let out a breath.

His face sank like water.

"Nirvana Celestial Fire."

……

Beyond the dark clouds.

The sound of the Buddha lingered, two scarlet cassocks fluttered, and the two World Honored Ones of the Lianhua Temple appeared, with their palms folded together, the Buddha's light was shining all over their bodies, and their eyes were deep. Looking at the first golden thunder, in their sunken eyes, revealed Show regret.

"It seems that there is no need for me to take action... This little mountain owner of the Seventh Mountain will not survive."

Nirvana Celestial Fire.

That is the Ten Realm Disaster Calamity that is only recorded in the history books.

The one who caused such a catastrophe...was the peerless figure Shihuang Yingqin, but even the first emperor Yingqin was in an era when practice was prevalent, and he lived to death with the help of the power of heaven and earth, so he survived with difficulty.

But now that the practice is exhausted, it is just the era of recovery.

It is absolutely impossible for An Le to survive this peerless disaster unharmed.

This is a deadly robbery!
Adding the fire of Nirvana and the fire of the heavenly immortal is not as simple as adding one plus one!
The fairy fire in the world, the fire that refines and casts soldiers, can forge even the most precious treasures.

The Celestial Immortal Fire is even worse than the Earth Immortal Fire, and it merges with the Nirvana Fire to condense into flames and thunder... Naturally, it is a manifestation of the massacre of heaven and earth, and it is the origin of the world aware of the peerless threat brought by the peerless evildoers. And the condensed killing.

Such a murder...

There are nine ways!

Who can cross?

Who dares to cross? !
When everyone was terrified by the golden thunder dragon transformed by the terrifying Nirvana Celestial Fire.

The sleeves of the white clothes split the void.

The young man who ascended to the sky was filled with energy and blood, like a surging river and sea, with turbulent waves hitting the shore, rolling up thousands of white waves!

Like a white comet, it crashed towards the golden thunder dragon.

However, since the robbery came out, there must be someone... walking towards the robbery!

Compete!

ps: It's the last day of this month, double the monthly ticket, it's almost [-] tickets, please give it a go!Lao Li begged on his knees!

(End of this chapter)