Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 258 Han Yan was born to attract the immortal king's calamity, and he was not alone to cross the calamity, but to kill the enemy

The seventh mountain, small courtyard.

The world is silent, there is no wind or rain, and everything is quiet.

An Le's figure returned here, and a rare dignified look appeared on her face.

The green mountain of the bamboo sword floated in front of him. This sword has been with him for a long time. From being weak to being powerful now, this sword is still there. At this moment... there is a majestic energy emerging from it.

There is a big secret hidden in the green mountains of the bamboo sword, after all, it is about the first emperor Ying Qin.

Now, the seal of Lishan is about to be broken, the emperor Yuanmeng and other powerful people are about to break out, and the first emperor Ying Qin is about to complete the transformation of his body.

It was an unimaginable transformation. The body of the drought man is a real mythical creature, extremely powerful.

Originally, the first emperor Yingqin possessed the ultimate eleventh realm, the power of the supreme being in the world, planning for thousands of years to transform the body of Hanba... It must be for a further step.

The body of Hanba...maybe, can become a strong man in the twelve realms!
Twelve realms.

An Le took a deep breath, in heaven... the Twelve Realms can be called the Immortal King.

Even the great power of the Baihu family who attacked him before was only at the completion of the eleventh realm. The power that erupted that time made An Le feel extremely shocked, and the kind of irresistible helplessness made him recall it now. , still full of unwillingness.

Filled him with the desire to become stronger.

"Is the senior going to succeed?"

An Le looked at Zhujian Qingshan and murmured softly.

Then, with a thought, an invisible sword wave spread, and a gust of wind and waves roared out on the top of the mountain, and An Le's figure disappeared, and reappeared, within the green mountain space.

The fairy air is curling up, and the clouds are lingering.

There are green mountains standing horizontally, and immortals living in seclusion.

An Le floated down on the stone flat under the green hill, before stepping on the long steps, a coffin was sitting in the large flat, and a majestic breath was surging out from the coffin.

There is a terrifying blaze, as if it wants to burn everything, whether it is blood, mind, spiritual energy or source, all will die under this blaze!

An Le's expression was incomparably solemn.

This is the power of Hanba, the power of mythical creatures.

Of course he knew that with the identity and strength of the First Emperor Yingqin, it was natural to be forced to transform into a Hanba, otherwise, according to normal practice, he would definitely be able to break into the twelve realms.

It's a pity that I was overshadowed by the strong man in the sky and had to plan for thousands of years.

The entire green mountain space became very hot, and those curling immortal energy had dissipated at some point, and one after another, red flames were sweeping and entangled.

The Nirvana Celestial Fire in An Le's body seems to be suppressed in front of this flame.

You know, the Nirvana Celestial Immortal Fire is the most terrifying flame among the Ten Realms of Disasters.

However, the other party's flame... is even more terrifying.

"Have you transformed into a Hanba?"

"I don't know if it will be successful..."

An Le stared at her with an incomparably serious look.

boom!
With the coffin as the center, it seemed that countless magma began to flow, melting the ground, turbulent like flowing water.

Inside the coffin, there was a figure, like a terrifying sleeping existence, every breath seemed to contain terrifying energy.

Although it is a dry demon transformed from a corpse, the opponent is not a dead thing, and possesses an extremely majestic vitality.

There is a feeling of... living to die.

An Le watched and felt for a long time, seeing that the will of the First Emperor Ying Qin seemed to be fully concentrating on the final impact, and he had no time to pay attention to him at all.

An Le did not continue to stay in the Qingshan space.

The main reason is that in the space of Qingshan at this moment, for him, it has become extremely depressing.

It is a kind of depression on the soul level.

An Le returned to the top of the Seventh Mountain, raised her head...

There was an extremely strange look in his eyes.

Because, the familiar black cloud... came again.

And behind the black cloud, there is the origin of the human world rolling, like a huge ball of light, illuminating the human world.

But the gathered black clouds are more majestic, more terrifying, densely piled up, and seem to be gestating an extremely terrible catastrophe, the kind of disaster that will destroy everything!

"Is this... a catastrophe?"

An Le muttered strangely.

As he who has just passed through the calamity of the ten realms, he naturally knows the source of the calamity.

These catastrophes all come from the origin of the world, and are closely related to the relationship with the origin of the world, which is difficult to erase.

"Twelve Realms... Calamity?!"

An Le muttered, but it turned into a deep breath.

Indeed, the catastrophe in front of me seemed to be a calamity of the twelve realms, the feeling of destroying the world... that kind of willpower to erase everything made An Le breathless, and the feeling of suffocation spread all over his body!

Sitting in the small courtyard, the black clouds weighed on the top, the wind was strong, and the white clothes fluttered.

A strange look appeared on An Le's face: "It's impossible to go on like this. With the original state of the human world, maybe...can't bear the birth of a twelve-level person?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be that the First Emperor Ying Qin failed in his actions? And the reason for the failure was not because his own realm had not been reached, but because the origin of the human world had been damaged to the point where he could not carry a twelfth realm?"

An Le is very clear about this. When he broke through the tenth realm, he felt the original difficulty.

The source of this world has been isolated for too long. For thousands of years, no eleven-level person has been born. Without the source of clean energy provided by the eleventh level, the accumulation of the source of the world...may not be enough to give birth to a person Twelve realms.

The more An Le thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very high. After all, as a practitioner who had just crossed the Tribulation and Breaking through the Ten Realms, he had a lot of power to speak, and his perception was still very clear.

If it really failed because of this, the First Emperor Ying Qin would probably not be reconciled.

Rumble!
The black clouds are so thick that almost instantly, there is a feeling that they are about to fall in the world and completely cover and swallow the top of the Seventh Mountain. The terrifying power intertwined in it makes the hair stand on end, and there is a kind of despair of imminent death feel.

The Thunder Tribulation of the Twelfth Realm...An Le would definitely not be able to get through it, and it could even be said that he didn't even think about it.

However, he was holding the bamboo sword Qingshan, and the target of the thunder robbery was him immediately.

Crossing the catastrophe...it is impossible to cross the catastrophe.

An Le narrowed her eyes, already thinking about Chen's countermeasures.

For example, throwing bamboo swords and green mountains into the enemy's hinterland, such as the capital of Yuanmeng, such as the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea, such as the Zhenwu Temple of Qingcheng Mountain...

These twelve realms of catastrophe are probably enough to wipe out these regions directly.

I have to say that this idea really became very hot.

Because, he can really do it. After all, he has mastered the Dao of Space and has a fully refined Void Armor. An Le can really move thousands of miles.

However, just when he was about to practice this idea, a long-lost, weak and familiar will floated out from the bamboo sword and green mountain.

"Enter the holy realm, go to heaven."

That was the sound floating out of the emperor's stone figurines.

"senior!"

An Le's eyes changed.

Unexpectedly, the First Emperor Ying Qin would actually make such a decision...

Entering the holy realm to go to the heavens is equivalent to saying that the First Emperor Ying Qin intends to break through the realms in the heavens, but in that case, he may be in the heavens for the rest of his life, and it is difficult to return to the human world.

Moreover, An Le can also guess that with the pride of the first emperor winning Qin, he would definitely not choose to step into the twelve realms in the holy realm. Will suffer greatly.

That is to say, the first emperor Yingqin may choose to enter the heavens... With the help of the origin of the heavens, which is comparable to the origin of the world, to step into the twelve realms.

But in that case... there is no way to hide it.

I'm afraid that the immortal king who killed the first emperor Ying Qin...will attack and kill him? !

"I have to go, the origin of the world... can't bear this power."

The calm voice of the emperor stone figurine floated out.

"You can't fall short."

Hearing this, An Le's face was extremely serious. He looked up at the terrifying thunder that destroyed the world, and nodded without hesitation.

Holding the order of the holy realm, wrapped around the bamboo sword and the green mountain, one person with one sword, disappeared directly on the top of the mountain.

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The moment An Le disappeared on the top of the seventh mountain.

The movement of this terrifying cloud of calamity has already attracted the attention of many powerful people in the world, and even... the top powers have no choice but to be shocked by it.

Wang Yansheng, Lu Yishan, Li You'an and other nearest ten-level powerhouses all soared into the sky, turned into galloping rays of light, and finally condensed their figures outside the seventh mountain.

"This cloud of calamity... is too terrifying. Didn't you just break through the tenth realm and pass through the calamity of the tenth realm? This calamity...appeared inexplicably." Wang Yansheng grinned, looking at the layer after layer, which was extremely thick , like a terrifying catastrophe cloud that will destroy the world, I have lingering fears in my heart.

Lu Yishan seemed to have thought of something, but fell into deep thought.

Li Youan's eyes flickered, and he sensed a...familiar sword aura, which was the sword aura of Zhujian Qingshan.

This robbery cloud obviously didn't come for An Le, but judging from the dying sword energy, could it be that it came for this tattered bamboo sword?

The tattered bamboo sword... Rumor has it that it was passed on to the first emperor Ying Qin, could it be...

Lu Yishan and Li Youan have guessed some truth.

In the distance, an old macaque in cassock suddenly appeared, scratching his ears and cheeks, shocked: "This kid... what's going on?"

"This robbery cloud... Te Niang didn't even have the momentum to break through the eleventh level, did she? Is this going to break through the twelveth level?!"

The old macaque in Ganye Temple is called Lianlian.

Beside him, there is a white monk's robe, the old master Xuanzhu who can vaguely see the beautiful face in his youth, the eyes of the master Xuanzhu at this moment are extremely complicated.

Lianhua Temple... It's over.

The news that Pu Ci and Pu Hang, two powerhouses of the ten realms and three disasters, were beheaded by An Le has already spread throughout the world.

Today, apart from the abbot Lianhua who was sealed in the Lishan ancient tomb, Lianhua Temple does not have a ten-level statue, and it has long been unable to compete with the thriving Ganye Temple.

Guru Suzhu is about to break through the tenth realm, and Hua Jiebing has the relationship with Anle's former guardian, so breaking the tenth realm in the future will not be a big deal at all.

And all of this is because of peace.

Even Su Zhanxian, who is chic and cheerful, felt the threat of Jieyun and had no choice but to come here.

Besides.

On the city wall of Yuanmeng Dadu, Zuo Xiangboyan stared at Jieyun dumbfounded.

In the True Martial Temple, Taoist Qingyun had a look of despair.

In Lin'an Mansion, in the peach blossom forest in the middle of Fenghuang Mountain, there was a figure of an exiled immortal, staring at him lightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In the vast expanse of the four seas in the south, east, north and west, the sea water is surging, and there are phantoms of dragons appearing and disappearing in the sea water, trembling and trembling.

The appearance of this kind of robbery cloud is a huge shock to many powerhouses in the world.

However, the calamity cloud did not really erupt, but after a while, it slowly dissipated, as if it had suddenly appeared.

While letting many people breathe a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but have reverie.

In the end what happened?
The calamity of the twelve realms is indeed true, who the hell... wants to survive such a horrible calamity? !

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Holy Land, Lingfeng.

The strong wind suddenly blows up, the old trees all over the mountain are crumbling, and the bamboo sea listens to the waves.

An Le's figure appeared out of thin air, with a dignified face, holding a bamboo sword in his hand, and the majestic sword energy overflowed from the bamboo sword, almost forming a substance.

The aura above the Lingfeng covered the ground, but it was crushed and scattered by the sword aura!

boom!
Almost immediately, a huge turmoil occurred in the entire holy land. The origin of the holy land...appeared almost like flying, and the long rays of the sun appeared, and countless avenues intertwined...

It was very similar to the gesture of letting An Le break through the holy realm.

In the holy land, Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu, who were sitting cross-legged among the mountains and cultivating, suddenly opened their eyes, and there was a look of horror in their eyes. After all, they could clearly perceive the turmoil in the holy land.

In today's holy realm, only the two of them are eleventh realms, and the other eleventh realms have all entered the human realm of primitive void, following the saint master to kill the holy demon.

They are also ordered to lead Anle and protect Anle in the holy land.

With such a movement, they all wondered if there was an immortal king from the sky who forcibly entered the holy realm.

Without any hesitation, the two broke through the air directly, and the solidified origin emitted fluctuations, turning into two meteor-like rays of light, sweeping through the holy land, and rushing to the spiritual peak where Anle is located.

Even, not only them, but many tenth realm practitioners in the holy realm, who were cultivating hard, were unable to practice due to such disturbances, and they all opened their eyes and came to wait and see curiously.

"Junior Brother!" Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu arrived almost at the same time, and shouted at the same time.

They looked dignified, but they saw that there was only An Le on the Lingfeng Peak.

Holding a tattered bamboo sword, above the head, the source of the holy realm emerges excitedly, bringing with it a Taotao vision of heaven and earth...

However, the eyes of the two were vicious, and they immediately discovered that the root cause of the change was not An Le, but the tattered bamboo sword that An Le held, or the existence inside the bamboo sword.

"Twelve realms?!"

Shangguan Qingwan's expression changed.

Ge Hongtu was also staring, with his sleeves fluttering, and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, this is the twelve-level calamity...in the sword you hold, someone wants to extradite the twelve-level catastrophe?"

"You must not survive this catastrophe in the holy land. The holy master once said that the holy land has many flaws. Although the flow of time is the same as the human world, the original level is not as good as the human world. God."

"It is barely enough to carry multiple Eleven-level Yuanyuan Venerables, but it is impossible to carry twelve-level ones..."

"Crossing the twelve realms of calamity in the holy realm will definitely fail!"

Ge Hongtu was very dignified and had to explain this clearly.

On the Lingfeng Peak, An Le held the bamboo sword and Qingshan stood up. He felt the great pressure and had to put on the Void Armor on his body. The silver glow was brilliant, and the avenue of space was constantly intertwined and wrapped around his body like a dragon.

"Senior Brother Ge, I know."

An Le nodded. When he first entered the Holy Realm, the two of them taught him. Although the flow rate in the Holy Realm is the same as that in the human world, the original defect is an irreparable problem.

The only advantage is that the rich spiritual energy in the holy land is almost equal to that of the gods. You can use different time flow rates to practice with the same concentration of spiritual energy, which can speed up the process of cultivation.

However, breaking the eleventh realm and breaking the twelve realm... can't be done in the holy realm!

It is doomed to fail, because the origin of the holy realm... cannot carry the twelve realms!

An Le knew this, and Shi Huang Ying Qin... seemed to know it too.

So, in the beginning, when the first emperor Ying Qin asked An Le to bring the bamboo sword and the green mountain into the holy realm, he was rushing to the heaven!

He intends to use the origin of the heavens to break through the twelve realms and do what he never did in the human world ten thousand years ago!

Although, the vicissitudes of time have passed, and he Ying Qin has changed from a human to an inhuman, but at least... Wan Zai's plan may be successful today!
An Le held the bamboo sword Qingshan, and could feel the heavier pressure coming from the sword.

The origin of the holy realm is in turmoil, and it seems that it knows that it cannot carry a statue of the twelve realms. Although the vision is emerging, the clouds and thunder are gathering, but they have never fallen.

The avenue of space erupted, the silver glow was brilliant, Anle's black hair was flying vigorously, holding a bamboo sword and a green mountain, a few flashes, and fled towards the outside of the holy realm.

Ge Hongtu and Shangguan Qingwan were taken aback, and then understood Anle's purpose.

While looking weird, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other, and Shangguan Qingwan suddenly said to Ge Hongtu: "Senior brother Ge... it's better to invite the second gentleman."

Ge Hongtu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, nodded solemnly, took a token, and suddenly grabbed it, his body was enveloped by a burst of original energy, and finally disappeared.

On the other side, Shangguan Qingwan let out a long breath, with a wry smile on his cold face.

This little junior... really doesn't stop at all.

hum...

The barrier that separates the holy land from the heavens is slightly turbulent like a film formed by water flow.

When the silver light exploded, An Le appeared and crashed into the barrier.

Holding the bamboo sword and the green mountain, it carries the first emperor Ying Qin who is about to transform into a Hanba.

Out of the holy land.

Step into the sky.

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The speed of flow between the heaven and the world is different. It took several days for Anle to return to the world, but only a moment in the sky.

At this moment, in front of the Xianjiao Monument outside the holy realm.

Many practitioners from the heavens and those who have climbed to the Xianjiao Monument are still in the midst of the feat of climbing to the 67th place with consecutive challenges and victories.

After all, it has not been long since Anle left his name on the Xianjiao Monument for the first time.

Immortal Huzhao's face was full of gloomyness. He was extremely upset to see An Le so prominent.

After all, the power of the White Tiger Family's attack on An Le is tantamount to standing on the opposite side, so there is no need for him to hypocritically put on a mask to express his appreciation for An Le.

"This son... the promotion is really fast!"

On the side of Immortal Huzhao, Immortal Que Ling from the Suzaku Family spoke. Even as a strong Immortal of the Eleventh Realm, he was still shocked by An Le's improvement speed.

"Hmph... it's just a blinding leaf. This kid's talent is superb, and his cultivation is less than tenth level. The saint must have given him a holy order, allowing him to travel between the holy world and the human world."

"The origin of the holy land is weak, but the aura is rich, which is helpful for cultivation, and the time flow rate of the holy land is the same as that of the human world. It is normal for this child to practice at that speed of time and break through quickly."

Immortal Hu Zhao snorted coldly.

"Is it really normal?" A man from the Qinglong Family, who was dressed in green clothes and even had blue hair, chuckled lightly: "Don't deceive yourself, this son is a real evildoer...It is enough to compare with the sons and daughters of the great families. , and the young emperor of heaven, the real monsters like Fotu Lingshan Fozi!"

The immortals of the Qilin family and the Xuanwu family also laughed.

Immortal Huzhao looked gloomy, but he had to admit this fact.

The flow of time between the holy land and the human world is different from that of God... However, there are also difficulties and obstacles in practice, the practice of the human world is exhausted, and the origin of the holy land is lacking... These are all shortcomings.

But if the two are combined, there are also advantages.

Use the aura of the holy realm to practice, and break through the realm with the origin of the world.

The combination of the two will indeed make many geniuses practice much faster, which is also a convenient door opened by the saint.

"Hmph, even so, he is still far from the saint son of my family. The saint sons and daughters of my White Tiger family all entered the eleventh realm and are the gods of heaven. They are also monsters. This son is not the same at all. enemy."

Hu Zhao insisted.

What else do the aristocratic immortals plan to exchange.

Suddenly, his complexion changed.

"He came out again?"

"This child should have returned to the human world for a period of time to get familiar with himself, but logically speaking, shouldn't he return so soon?"

Immortal Sparrow Ling asked doubtfully.

As soon as she finished speaking, her hairs suddenly stood on end, and she felt a terrifying coercion sweeping across An Le's body in an instant!
As if a beam of light rushed into the sky, in an instant, the blue sky above changed, thick black clouds billowed, and the majestic original pressure spread!
The sun haze chokes with ignorance and seclusion, and the dark clouds rush up to the village!
There are layers of black clouds, and a terrifying aura of destruction spreads and interweaves among them!
"This is... the twelve realms of calamity?!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could this boy trigger the disaster of the twelve realms?! Is this fake?!"

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The several immortals were no longer indifferent, and their complexions changed drastically.

An Le naturally didn't know the thoughts of these immortal lords of the ancient family. At this moment, after leaving the holy land, he stopped immediately, never left too far, and maintained the possibility of returning to the holy land quickly.

He stopped holding the bamboo sword Qingshan that he had been holding all this time, let go of his hand, and this tattered bamboo sword was stuck on the ground.

The earth was directly cut with cracks, densely packed cracks, centered on the bamboo sword and green hill, spreading in all directions.

hum! ! !
The black clouds are thick, like a funnel, attracted by the bamboo sword and green mountains, hanging upside down in the sky!
There are vaguely terrifying tribulation thunders condensed in it, and that kind of calamity has exceeded the limit that An Le can imagine.

Any tribulation thunder surpassed the tribulation thunder condensed by the Nirvana Celestial Fire that he experienced when he crossed the tribulation.

With his current strength, if he touched it easily, he might turn into ashes in an instant.

An invisible force surged out from the bamboo sword green hill, An Le was impacted by this force and floated far away.

"Stay away, don't be affected."

The peaceful words of the emperor stone figurine resounded.

An Le didn't resist, and let the force push him away, leaving him in the distance with a solemn expression.

Shangguan Qingwan walked out of the holy land and landed beside An Le, looking at An Le, hesitant to speak.

She seemed to have guessed something.

It's just that she didn't expect that existence to choose to break through in the sky...

Domineering enough!
It is worthy of being a peerless figure who was lucky to transport the mountains and rivers back then, bringing the world into one, unifying the world, and breaking the pattern of schools of thought.

This is to find that glimmer of life from the desperate situation!
An Le's eyes were dignified, she stood where she was, and watched from afar.

However, on the bamboo sword green hill, countless sword lights shot up into the sky, reflecting the picture of the green hill space. In the picture, the green hill is no longer a green hill, but turned red. A coffin is located at the foot of the mountain, like magma flowing around. Flowing lines form ancient symbols.

"This coffin..."

"It's so familiar! It's Ying Qin! That human race called Emperor Ying Qin a hundred years ago!"

"The first emperor of the world wins Qin's recovery...want to turn into a Hanba, and borrow the origin of the heavens...to attack the twelve realms?!"

"Wait, he is the emperor of the world, why did he choose to break through in the heavens? Did he give up the world?"

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The immortals are so knowledgeable, but when they saw the vision reflected in the bamboo sword and green mountain, they understood what was going to happen.

Immortal Huzhao almost changed his face in shock, his eyes revealed a mixture of shock and anger.

He immediately crushed a fairy talisman, contacted the ancestral land of the Baihu family, and passed back what happened here.

In fact, Immortal Huzhao knew very well that there was no need for him to send a message. The changes in the celestial phenomena of the twelve realms of catastrophe were enough for the strong men in the clan to sense it, and immediately sent the strong men to come!
Rumble!
The terrifying celestial phenomenon almost shakes the heavens and the earth!
This is the calamity of the twelve realms, even in the heavens...the twelve realms are a height that countless practitioners cannot reach!

The twelve realms are called Immortal Kings!
King of Immortals!

An existence standing on the top of the Heavenly Training Pagoda!
Even Da Neng is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of the Immortal King!

Every fairy king is the top combat power of the top powers, and can deter all parties. Even the top powers, the number of fairy kings is very small!

Even if it is God, with abundant cultivation resources and extremely powerful origin, it has not been born a new fairy king for hundreds of years.

The space is broken inch by inch.

Streams of tyrannical original orbs burst into light. They are powerhouses of the powerful level. The majestic energy penetrates the sky and the earth like a dragon, making the aura in the void almost boil.

The stars are falling, the night is approaching, the white tiger roars, and it shatters the starry sky!
The crimson flames burned half of the sky, and the Suzaku spread its wings and sang loudly, shocking the soul.

There are basalts carrying mountains on their backs, lifting up the heavens and the earth, there are green dragons lying across, opening their mouths to swallow the universe, and there are unicorns stepping on the heavenly fire...

All kinds of visions appeared one after another, not only the White Tiger family dispatched great powers, but also the four ancient immortal families of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong and Qilin.

This kind of posture is like the five great immortals' ancient aristocratic family wanting to attack the holy land.

It's not even just the Five Great Immortal Ancient Aristocratic Family.

There are powerful existences in the Lingxiao Palace in the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Earth Spirit Mountain, and the perception is swept away.

"The world has been planning for thousands of years, and the body has transformed into a mythical drought... As expected of the first emperor of the world, he has great ambitions."

In Lingxiao Palace, there are many immortals.

Lu Jianxian carried a sword weapon on his back, and he was full of admiration.

"If this person really relies on the origin of the heavens to survive the calamity of the immortal king, he will be the immortal king of the heavens. Such a talented person can be recruited into the heavenly court."

"However, it's difficult. The enmity between the five ancient immortal families and this person is definitely impossible to sit back and watch him become an immortal king. A hundred years ago, the five ancient immortal families launched a plan against the world, and the immortal king even took action to suppress and kill this person. Man, this kind of grievance is hard to get rid of."

"We can just watch it. Heavenly Court never participated in that battle."

The immortals in Lingxiao Temple spoke one after another.

Suddenly, a figure like a scorching sun floated down in Lingxiao Hall, and landed under the throne in the main hall. The tyrannical aura spread, and the void seemed to be stagnant, as if a picture of a star river turning around appeared.

The immortals who communicated with each other stopped talking and clasped their fists together.

"See Immortal King."

This immortal king, who was like a scorching sun, nodded slightly and looked up.

All the immortals followed suit.

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Buddha Land Lingshan, the light of Buddha shines everywhere, there are many arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas competing for eyes, with brilliant eyes, looking at the place where Jieyun was born.

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On the Penglai Immortal Island, there are misty immortals standing in the clouds and rain, their eyes looking out, without emotional fluctuations, as cold as glaciers, cutting off the seven emotions and extinguishing the six desires.

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Ancestral Dragon Sea, a huge dragon's head was raised from the vast sea, and countless streams of water crashed down like waterfalls, resounding with earth-shattering roars.

It was an extremely huge real dragon. Its tyrannical aura was almost enough to turn the entire vast sea upside down. The majesty of the dragon's might was enough to shake the origin of the world!
Practitioners in the world, ascend to heaven to cross the catastrophe of the immortal king...

It's rare.

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Naturally, An Le is not aware of the changes in all parties in the sky.

The sky is different from the world, it is extremely vast, spanning an unknown long distance.

But even if he knew about these changes, he didn't care. He was standing outside the holy realm at the moment, and he could return to the holy realm at any time without worrying about his own safety.

However, it is inevitable that the first emperor won the Qin Dynasty and crossed the twelve realms.

Anle is naturally worried about its success.

"The calamity of the twelve realms is very terrible, and it is not for ordinary people to survive."

Suddenly, a voice resounded in An Le's ears.

An Le was startled, turned her head to look, and saw a familiar figure of a young man in purple. It was the second disciple of the Holy Master who had helped him behead the powerful tiger Shenkong of the White Tiger Family back then.

"Second Mister." An Le cupped his fists and bowed.

"Call me Second Senior Brother." Second Mister glanced at An Le, raised his chin and said.

"Second Senior Brother." An Le replied.

The second senior brother nodded, turned his head to look at the vision in the distance, the bamboo sword and the green mountain, and looked at the majestic atmosphere brewing in the coffin.

"Ying Qin has grievances with the five ancient families of the immortals, and the strong members of the five ancient families of the immortals will not sit back and watch him break through."

"However, Yingqin still has a chance. Heavenly Court, Fotu, Penglai, and Zulonghai will not make a move. These powerful forces wish God would give birth to another immortal king. After all, Yingqin breaks through the heaven's original source, and it is not a human being. Saints of the Twelve Realms can only be regarded as the Immortal Kings of the Heavens."

"Each one of the Immortal King level powerhouses will increase the luck of the gods, and stabilize the gate of the heavens."

The second senior brother said lightly.

When An Le heard this, she couldn't help being overjoyed: "So, there is a great chance of winning Senior Qin?"

The second senior brother raised his chin: "The chance is not bad, as long as we can withstand the attack of the five guarding immortal kings from the ancient family of the five great immortals, and survive the catastrophe again, we will naturally break through to the twelve realms."

An Le: "..."

This sounds difficult, the five immortal kings... plus crossing the catastrophe, it is simply a desperate situation!

"The transformation of a mythical creature like Hanba is not easy. It takes thousands of years of planning to achieve it. Therefore, it is not difficult to overcome the calamity with the body of Hanba, because the physical body is strong, and the calamity cannot be broken by thunder."

"The main reason lies in the interference of the enemy. If the Immortal King insists on interfering, the Twelve Realm Tribulation Thunder will become very terrifying."

"Of course, the premise is that Ying Qin can withstand the attack of the five ancient immortal families and the original ninth-rank powers before the tribulation thunder falls, so that he will not be severely injured. Otherwise... there is no need for the immortal king to interfere. , it is impossible to survive the catastrophe."

The second senior brother thought for a while and said solemnly.

An Le heard the words, fell silent, and never asked any more questions.

All he could do was done.

Bringing the bamboo sword and the green mountain from the world to the sky... Next, we can only see the first emperor Ying Qin himself.

at the same time.

Besieged around the holy land, and sealed off the bamboo swords and green mountains, the five great ancient family powers, one by one breathed like a big dragon, pouring into the heaven and earth. His eyes were shining brightly, full of murderous intent.

The sword energy of the bamboo sword and the green mountain was gushing out, and the vision that appeared in the sky above it gradually became real.

Gradually……

The real coffin is presented.

A terrifying scorching breath surged out from the coffin, like a sea of ​​fire attacking!
Above the sky, black clouds were oppressive, and the tribulation thunder was shaking, shattering the void, filled with the aura of destruction.

crunch...

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the closed lid of the coffin was slowly opened.

It was a pitch-black arm covered with flame symbols, and its skin was black, like coke, like black stones in lava.

After the arms, there is the body, burly... Tall, terrifying corpse aura, like the air waves that have been emptied, rolling away, the color of the world changes, the source trembles, the disaster in the sky is brewing, and it is about to move.

It was like a peerless fierce demon was born, billowing corpse aura, mixed with monstrous murderous intent.

There are also jet-black hair strands, like a hedgehog stretching its waist, spreading out slowly, like black guns, trying to pierce into the sky and penetrate the void.

"The blood feud of thousands of years, the country's hatred of Ying Qin's destruction, the personal grievance of life and death..."

"Tens of millions of Qin's disciples are suffering from the tragic death!"

With a cold voice, he slowly got up from the coffin.

A pair of blood-red eyes, as red as a blood-colored lantern, burst out a solid line of sight, swept all the way, and landed in the distance, among the powerful and powerful gathered by the five ancient immortal families.

On the sky, amidst the black clouds, thunder rolls, lighting up the darkness and presenting an instant light!
"Gu once said that he will kill God!"

"today……"

"I'm alone!"

boom!
The terrifying explosion exploded, and the invisible energy wave vented away. Ying Qin, who had transformed into a dry man, held the bronze coffin lid, and shot out instantly, aiming straight at the mighty members of the five great immortal families. They rushed away.

The powerful members of the Xiangu family all had cold expressions on their faces.

A powerful figure from the White Tiger family said coldly: "Fight! He hasn't crossed the calamity yet, but now he's just a supreme being... Injure him severely, and he will surely fail to cross the calamity! Under the calamity, he will die!"

All the great masters of the ancient immortal family laughed lightly, each erupting with divine light and origin, each piece of treasure rose out of the sky, shining with precious light, the radiance was overwhelming, and the celestial light was misty.

Facing the Hanba Yingqin who came to kill with just a coffin cover, they all sneered.

however……

The next moment, they couldn't stop laughing!
because……

The black cloud on the cloud dome, when Ying Qin was approaching the first Immortal Ancient Aristocratic Da Neng, a tribulation thunder instantly roared and fell from the cloud.

It's like a terrifying sword light that splits the world and divides the world into two!
The mighty member of the White Tiger Family, his eyes were constricted, his heart was filled with rage, he was horrified and unbelievable...

Because, this Hanba's victory over Qin actually... triggered the calamity of the twelve realms in advance!
Hanba Yingqin resisted the robbery thunder with his body, and the bronze coffin cover was swept out like a big knife, instantly splitting the powerful body of this white tiger family that was affected by the robbery thunder.

The flesh and blood exploded, and the source was shattered!

Shihuang Yingqin's eyes were as bright as blood.

"Today...going to heaven alone is not a way to cross the catastrophe..."

"Just to kill the enemy!"

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