Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 280 The whole world defeats Zhao, the master of the underworld, the yin and yang sword wheel appears in the world

The pattering rain fell over the capital of Yuanmeng for a long time. The rainwater dripped on the ancient bricks and stones of the city wall, smudged blue, and flowed along the mottled knife marks and sword marks, dripping down .

Emperor Yuanmeng stood behind the parapet with his hands behind his back. His burly body was covered with no armor, and he was wearing a Tsing Yi that symbolized Confucian scholars. Strong energy and blood flowed on his body surface, and his muscles were full of explosive visual effects. It almost split the Confucian shirt.

He looked towards the southern end, which was the direction of the South China Sea, and his eyes showed a deep solemnity.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Zuo Xiangboyan walked slowly to Emperor Yuanmeng's side.

"Your Majesty, news has come from Dali City that we are about to send troops south to conquer the Great Zhao Dynasty, and we must fulfill our promise. Except for attacking the city, we must not harm the people of Great Zhao."

Zuo Xiangbo said softly.

Emperor Yuan Meng nodded: "If that's the case, let's do it."

"It's us who have been waiting for them. Our Yuanmeng iron cavalry is an elite. If we want to go out, we can go south a long time ago."

Bo Yan smiled: "That's the truth."

"Although Lu Yishan is unparalleled in resourcefulness, in terms of military training, he will definitely not be able to train the new Dali army into elite soldiers comparable to the U.S. and Mongolian cavalry in a short period of time."

Emperor Yuan Meng's black hair flew up, his eyes were deep, and his aura was unfathomable. He looked to the south end, and he could see it more clearly than Boyan and others.

"Something must have happened in the South China Sea. I heard the news from South Seaside City that the sea was covered with corpses of dragons. The blood completely stained the water red. It was shocking."

"The dragons in the South China Sea are not weak. Among them, the Dragon King Gu has also dealt with him before. He is a powerful existence at the level of a half-step venerable. Among the many dragons in the South China Sea, there are quite a few dragons in the tenth realm."

"But the dragon corpses piled up in the South China Sea, and the blood flowed into the sea. It should be affected by a powerful force that is irresistible."

"Such a ferocious method, slaughtering clans and species, think about it... only those evil spirits of the Nether would do such a thing."

Emperor Yuanmeng's voice remained calm.

However, the words made Zuo Xiangboyan's heart shudder.

"Is it really ghost?"

Zuo Xiangboyan couldn't help asking, in fact, he just guessed, but never thought that Emperor Yuanmeng actually said that seriously, so it must be possible to think about it.

"With the help of the luck of the Great Zhao Kingdom, God has opened up the land of ascension to immortality. The practitioners of heaven who ascend to immortality in the world can achieve a different kind of longevity... This means that they have a long time to practice, and their overall strength will continue to become stronger in the future."

"Among the three realms, the human world is the weakest, and Nether is second only to God, and there are many strong people in Nether, so... You Ming will naturally not sit back and watch such an imbalanced situation happen."

"They can't stop the Immortal Land, so there is only one way left, which is to create a place similar to the Immortal Land, such as Tongyou Land."

Emperor Yuanmeng let out a breath, and the tyrannical air current tore apart the falling raindrops, which contained the blood energy engulfed by the South China Sea.

"If this is the case, the future situation in the world will deteriorate to an unimaginable level..."

"A land for ascension to immortality, and a land for connecting to the secluded. Both the gods and the underworld can achieve longevity in the world."

"Only practitioners in the human world cannot live forever. The fate of the human world... will definitely be extremely miserable. It will become a game field for God and the ghosts. Even in this era, there are still Anle and His Majesty who can suppress and fight against the Land of Ascension to Immortals and the Land of Tongyou, But they don't care at all, until His Majesty and An Le die under the shackles of time, then they can use their long longevity to manipulate the practice of the world recklessly."

"The future of the world... is dark."

Zuo Xiangboyan is not a fool, he can see the great crisis contained in it.

"That's why An Le and Gu can reach an agreement to attack Da Zhao first and suppress the Immortal Land."

Emperor Yuan Meng said.

He shook his head: "Okay, there's no need to discuss that much."

"Over the South China Sea, Anle has already gone. In this case... On the side of Shengxian Land, we Yuanmeng can't paddle too much. Ever since Gu started to close himself and try to hit the eleventh realm, the invincible Yuanmeng iron cavalry has been completely defeated. Quiet."

"In today's world, there are probably not many people who know the power of Yuanmeng iron cavalry?"

"The oracle of the orphan, the Yuanmeng iron cavalry is ready..."

"Go south to fight!"

Emperor Yuanmeng suddenly burst into a terrifying momentum that rushed into the sky, as if there were nine dragon veins entwined on it, like a dream.

Roar! ! !
Around the capital of Yuanmeng, the Yuanmeng iron cavalry that had been prepared for a long time burst out of vitality.

The horses in the army neighed, and the soldiers in the army knocked on their shields and roared!

Emperor Yuanmeng swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, raised his big hand, and waved it violently.

The sky, which had been covered by overcast clouds for several days, was immediately bright and brilliant, and the smoke disappeared, and no more rain fell on the world.

"Wolf of the Prairie, show the fangs to the orphan!"

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The Nether Blood Pool reappears.

For An Le, it was not a surprise.

A huge vortex emerged above the vast sea, like an enlarged version of the blood pool, the blood was churning, and there were bones rolling in it.

This is not the first time An Le has seen the Nether Blood Pond. He had seen the Nether Blood Pond many times when he was fighting the Nether Son.

With King Jiangling, with Gu Chenglin and other sons of Nether who were chosen by Nether, they all used the blood pool to show their powerful strength.

But now, An Le saw the truly huge Nether Blood Pool, and it seemed like she had regained her strength.

Rumble!
In the bloody vortex, dragon corpses are writhing, very ferocious, the picture is shocking.

An Le turned to look at the general defending Nanjiang City who was still in shock behind him.

"What's your name?"

An Le was not frightened by the terrifying scene in front of him, but turned to ask the soldiers behind him.

"The last general... Cao Jiabao, the general who defends Nanjiang City, has completed the eight realms."

The general defending the city hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed, answering sincerely and clearly.

"You're courageous. It's a blessing to have a general defending the city like you in Nanjiang City." An Le said with a smile.

The general who defended the city was praised by An Le, and his face immediately showed real joy, and there was no suppressed joy in his eyes.

"Thank you for your compliments, my son. It's what the city should do. As a general guarding the city, as a warrior, it is the responsibility to protect the home and the country. It is also the responsibility to create a quiet and peaceful living environment for the people in the city. .”

Cao Jiabao said seriously.

An Le nodded, she was dressed in white, and her black hair was also elegant and unrestrained.

Cao Jiabao looked at An Le with some reverence. At this moment, he recognized the young man who appeared in Nanjiang City and turned the tide.

It is the An family who is making a lot of noise in the world today!

Lord of the Seventh Mountain of the Holy Mountain!
The world's top young genius, a peerless figure!
Cao Jiabao was very excited, and a gleam of light appeared in his dark and desperate heart. He didn't expect that the Zhao Dynasty, who was begging for help, did not send a strong man, but the An family who was far away near Dali City rushed to him.

At this moment, Cao Jiabao knew that the hundreds of thousands of people in Nanjiang City were saved.

An Le ignored the huge bloody vortex, even though the aura emanating from the bloody vortex was getting stronger and stronger, and there was even a kind of terror that made the world pale.

However, An Le chatted leisurely with Cao Jiabao behind him.

"Great Zhao's generals are actually pretty good, but it's a pity... the current Great Zhao Dynasty sacrificed the country's destiny to God, and finally left the world."

An Le shook his head and said with emotion.

When Cao Jiabao heard this, a look of sadness appeared on his face.

As a strong man with the perfect eight realms, he naturally heard some rumors.

Although the world today is saying that the Great Zhao Dynasty has the opportunity to seek Taoism from immortals, Lin'an Mansion has turned into the world's top cave heaven and blessed place.

However, some smart people can guess that Lin'an has turned into such a treasured land of the fairy family, how can it not pay the price?

Now that An Le said that the Great Zhao Dynasty paid the price of the country's destiny, it naturally made Cao Jiabao and other guards of the Great Zhao Dynasty feel sad.

Sacrifice to God, so is Da Zhao still Da Zhao?
Aofeng, the old dragon of the West Sea, and Zhucheng, the dragon of the North Sea, were extremely nervous and angry.

The nervousness is naturally due to the terrifying coercion released by the Nether Blood Pool.

The anger was because of the densely packed dragon corpses, the South China Sea dragon was almost slaughtered, the dragon blood was drained from the dragon corpses, and the dragon soul was taken away, apparently as objects of sacrifice.

As a dragon, how can you not be angry?
"Netherworld..."

Ao Feng, the old dragon of the West Sea, reflected the corpses of dragons in his eyes, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Zhu Cheng clenched his fists even more, the dragon energy surged from his body, and the anger was undisguised, showing on his face.

But the two are still very calm, especially Zhu Cheng, who has obviously grown a lot after becoming An Le's Taoist slave.

"My lord... let's retreat for now."

"The other party's momentum has come."

"The dragons in the entire South China Sea have been sacrificed, and the Nether has descended. It is even more terrifying than Lin'an, the land of immortality. Maybe there are eleventh-level powerhouses coming out of the Nether."

"The dragon genus in the South China Sea was slaughtered. This is a major event for the entire dragon clan of the four seas. Let's go back and contact the dragon kings of the three seas of the West Sea, the North Sea, and the East Sea, especially the Dragon Kings of the North Sea and the East Sea. They are genuine eleventh realms. When the time comes, the Dragon Clan will join forces. I will definitely avenge the dragons of the South China Sea!"

Zhucheng gasped and said in anger.

He couldn't contain his anger.

Aofeng, the old dragon of Xihai, showed a touch of admiration on his face, admiring Zhucheng for making such a decision.

If it was changed to the previous Zhucheng, he would rush forward roaring angrily, and die directly.

"It's all here, naturally we have to solve some things."

"The gods don't need me to frighten them, they know what I have done in the gods..."

"It's Netherworld, and there's a lot of movement. I think it needs a little deterrence."

An Le said softly.

"You protect the people of Nanjiang City. Don't let the sea of ​​blood destroy this city. With your strength, you should be able to do it, right?"

When the old dragon Aofeng and Zhucheng heard the words, their eyes lit up slightly.

As An Le's Taoist slaves, they can vaguely feel the power of An Le.

Since An Le is willing to make a move, it is naturally excellent.

"As ordered!"

"The city is broken, Ao Feng is willing to cut off the dragon's body to sacrifice to the dead people in the city!"

Ao Feng said seriously.

Zhucheng at the side also took a deep breath, and said, "Me too!"

Anle laughed.

An extremely powerful aura surged out from the body immediately.

The space oscillates, and the silver lights are gorgeous, like silver dragons rolling and intertwining in the void.

The bright sun-like breath rose up, as if dispelling the endless darkness, ushering in the long-lost sunshine in the sky above Nanjiang City!

The light that shines all over makes everyone feel like a spring breeze, and their hearts are relaxed, no longer depressed, no longer desperate, no longer afraid...

The terrifying atmosphere brought by the Nether Blood Pool dissipated in an instant.

Almost by one person, he reversed the oppression and terror brought by the world!
These methods are even more immortal than immortals!

Cao Jiabao trembled as he watched.

Ao Feng and Zhu Cheng were also very excited, staring at the bloody swirling sea!

In the endless blood, the young man in white intertwined with silver lights, like a rolling silver thunder, smashing into the endless sea of ​​blood fiercely!
A huge blood-red wave as high as hundreds of feet was set off!
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Dali city.

Outside the city, the densely packed army was already ready, covered in armor and holding spears.

The horses neighed, and the hooves of the horses trampled on the ground from time to time. The continuous army formed a terrifying military force.

This is no longer a new army, but a division of tigers and wolves.

Because among the army, there are not only the Dali new army, but also Ye Longsheng's Ye family army, Di Zang's Qingmian army and other powerful troops that once stood on the south bank of the Canglang River.

Ever since he completely fell out with the Great Zhao Dynasty and Ye Longsheng returned to the army, he forcefully inserted the crown prince Zhao Shenyan into the army, beheaded and wiped out all the people who wanted to control the Zhao family army, and took the army away from the Canglang River where he had been stationed for a long time On the South Bank, go to Dali City.

Because Wu Kuishi was in Dali City, Ye Jiajun had no reluctance to go to Dali City.

And the people of Dazhao after the south bank of the Canglang River do not need the Ye Family Army to guard them.

Because Anle and Emperor Yuanmeng had made a deal, Yuanmeng was not allowed to do anything to the people before they captured Dazhao. If they violated it, they would be responsible for the consequences.

Today's An Le has the confidence to say this, and Emperor Yuan Meng will naturally not refuse.

This is also the reason why the Ye Family Army and the Qingmian Army left to guard the territory for decades.

With the joining of the Ye Family Army and the Qingmian Army, and Lu Yishan personally inviting Ye Longsheng and Di Zang to train the new Dali Army, this army has already shown a very good attitude.

Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair and also put on his battle armor. This time, as the lord of Dali City, he commanded the new army of Dali to march.

Beside him are Ye Longsheng in silver armor and Di Zang in green armor. With the help of An Le, these two peerless generals have reached the tenth realm.

The three mobilized the entire army before the expedition, and symbolically said some mobilization words before departure.

Clarified some of the crimes of the Dazhao Dynasty today, such as the Dazhao Emperor offering sacrifices to the Dazhao Kingdom to the immortals in the sky, attracting the land of ascension to the immortals, breaking down the barriers of the immortals, allowing the immortals to live forever in the world, and laying the foundation for the practice of the world to last for a long time. scourge.

This is the ceremony that the army should have when going out, which means that the army will have a firm mind and a common hatred against the enemy if the division is famous.

The cold and bloody rainwater dripped on the armor of every soldier and splashed.

The sky and the earth are gray.

After a long time, finally no raindrops fell, and the sky cleared all of a sudden.

Lu Yishan raised his head and glanced at the sky. The star chart in his palm was scrolling and circling, and the stars on it changed. He knew that the time had come.

"The whole army obeys!"

"Let's go, defeat Zhao!"

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Xiliang City.

Li You'an was dressed in armor, standing on the city wall, and there was also a large army dripping underneath.

The new army of Xiliang, mixed with powerful troops such as Flying Tiger Army, Lin Family Army, etc., Mrs. Yu led the rest of the Lin Family's descendants to join Xiliang City, and now they are revered in Xiliang City and have regained their glory.

After the old matriarch Yu stepped into the ten realms with the help of the demon pill, now he chooses to put on the armor and go to battle in person.

The Lin family, which once shed blood for Da Zhao, has now finally turned to the opposite side of Da Zhao.

But among these armies, there is a different army.

Those are the Confucian students who came out of the academy founded by Wang Banshan. This is an army of Confucian students that will last forever. They are all dressed in green shirts, extremely refined, but their strength is not weaker than any division of tigers and wolves. .

Li Youan's palm rested on Qianbaidu, who had been forged by Anle into the most precious sword weapon, and his eyes shone brightly.

He has long been disappointed in Da Zhao, and he pins his hope on An Le.

But he never thought that he would turn his face against Da Zhao so soon, go to the opposite side, and have a life-and-death conquest with Da Zhao.

"Kill Zhao, kill Zhao...after all, it has begun."

Li Youan sighed.

But he knew it was inevitable.

Ever since Emperor Dazhao planned to plot Hua Jiebing, Dazhao has been moving towards the opposite side of the world. The former orthodoxy of China is still going to decline after all.

Surrendering allegiance to the gods and sacrificing the fate of the country to the gods is tantamount to leading the world into the house and letting the world into the tragic situation of being enslaved.

Even if there is no An Le, Li You'an can't just sit back and watch, this battle is still going to happen after all.

Even, the current situation in the world is worse than imagined.

The rain from the south has been falling for several days. How could Li Youan, a student of Confucianism, not feel the blood and sorrow in the air?
The heaven ascends to the immortal land, and the netherworld leads to the secluded land.

The world has become a springboard for the two and their back garden.

Such a situation and result were not what they expected.

and so……

Let's fight.

Wang Banshan was mighty and turbulent, and Li Youan's sword was soaring into the sky.

It's like fireworks blooming above the sky that has stagnated the sad rain in the south.

Outside Xiliang City, the army roared.

It's like a wheel rolling, rolling out!

Kill Zhao!

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This day, the weather is myriad.

When Anle and Nanhai were fighting Nether.

The whole world was in turmoil.

Yuanmeng iron cavalry went south, trampled by war horses, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the smoke billowed across the world, covering the sky and the sun.

In the city of Dali, the new army set out to fight, full of energy and blood, and the warriors were like chariots shining brightly.

In Xiliang City, Haoran ascended, and sent troops to Zhao in between verbal criticism and pen attack.

In Jianchi Palace.

The sword light soared into the sky, and the disciples of Jianchi Palace walked with their swords, like a group of sword immortals traveling, densely covering the sky.

On this day, the whole world will attack Zhao.

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above the South China Sea.

The huge vortex hovered like the blood pool in the past, but it was even more powerful.

The entire surface of the sea is like the surface of an eyeball, and the darkness in the center of the vortex becomes a pupil of the deep and unknowable.

An Le was suspended in the center of the vortex.

"An Le!"

A tyrannical will filled the air, with unwillingness and anger.

That is the will of the Nether Blood Pool.

Apparently, the Nether Blood Pool was driven into a panic by An Le.

After all, for the Nether Blood Pond, the selected Nether Son was killed again and again, and the price paid was extremely high. After all, cultivating the Nether Son required a lot of resources.

An Le laughed: "It's just a pool of blood, and you dare to call me by my name."

boom!
Around the blood pool, there seemed to be blood-colored silk threads flying out and rooted on the dragon corpses.

Those dragon corpses belonging to the dragon family in the South China Sea moved one after another, opened their mouths and roared, they were manipulated and refined into dragon corpses, and they came to kill An Le.

An Le looked calm, glanced at the many dragon corpses being manipulated, and shook his head.

Killing the dragon and punishing the heart, slaughtered the entire Nanhai dragon, and even manipulated the corpse of the Nanhai dragon to kill the enemy.

"Let's send you on your way."

An Le said softly.

With a flick of the finger, a golden flame jumped out from the fingertip.

Nirvana Celestial Fire!
Then An Le opened his mouth and let out a breath, the breath was like a divine light, it was the wind of destroying the gods!

The wind rose to the fire, and all of a sudden, the Nirvana Celestial Fire swept across like a sea of ​​flames. All the dragon corpses were contaminated by the flames and burned to ashes. The corpses no longer need to be insulted by manipulation.

The Nether Blood Pool was connected to the power of countless dragon corpses, all of which were burnt to pieces.

Such an understatement, so powerful.

Cao Jiabao and others who were watching the battle in Nanjiang City were amazed.

Ao Feng and Zhucheng, two Dao slave dragons, were even more shocked.

An Le was very indifferent, as if he had completed something insignificant, he glanced around, landed in the pool of blood, and said lightly: "Come out."

"Ascending to the Immortal Land, God sacrifices the fortune of the Great Zhao Kingdom, with Zhao Xianyou as the eye of the battle. Zhao Xianyou's cultivation base is the standard for evaluating the power of practitioners in the Ascension to Immortal Land."

"Tongyou Land should be similar, but your methods are more violent. Slaughtering the entire South China Sea dragon family, sacrificing the entire South China Sea dragon family's family fortune, there should be a lot of strong people who have entered the world, come out."

"You Ming wants to expand in the human world, first ask me about Anle."

An Le's words resounded and echoed endlessly above the bloody whirlpool.

for a long time.

From the black depths of the Nether Blood Pool, several figures slowly floated out. The terrifying Nether breath intertwined continuously, and the death, evil, and demonic aura spread and intertwined. It was indeed the pure Nether breath.

An Le raised her eyebrows, feeling rather surprised.

He knew that there must be a huge number of strong ghosts who used him to enter the human world, but he never thought that there would be so many of them all at once.

The eleventh realm... there are as many as five.

That is to say, the existence of the level of Immortal Lord of the Five Realms, correspondingly, is the Lord Youming Mingjun.

Those were the five figures surrounded by black air currents, and together with the familiar face of Gu Beluga, they were a total of six Mingjun-level powerhouses.

Gu Baijing's aura is very strange, naturally it is not Gu Baijing himself, but his will has been annihilated, leaving only the existence of the carrier.

But the other party can still use Gu Baijing's soul body to reach the cultivation base of the Eleventh Realm Underworld Lord.

Obviously, the strong man who controls Gu Baijing's soul body is the top strong man in one of the forces, just like Zhao Xianyou.

"Anle...we meet again."

A faint voice came from the mouth of Gu Baijing's soul body.

His eyes shone with a scarlet luster, as if he could see a terrifying existence, sitting on a huge chair, overlooking the world from a bird's-eye view.

An Le frowned slightly, and immediately understood who the other party was, the ghostly strong man who had frightened him and was forced to retreat by the holy master.

"who are you?"

An Le asked.

He was curious about the other party's identity.

The other party seemed to know what An Le asked, and there was no answer that was true.

"The Netherworld has four major powers, Huangquan, Naihe, Bi'an, and the Palace of Reincarnation. I am the master of the Netherworld, and the Netherworld Blood Pool is the eye of the Netherworld, which communicates the Netherworld with the human world."

Gu Baijing, or the incarnation of the Lord of the Underworld, said.

The Lord of the Underworld... It seems that he is indeed at the same level as the Zhenwu Emperor Zun of Penglai Xiandao like Zhao Xianyou.

Really tricky.

An Le frowned slightly.

And on the side of the human incarnation of the Lord of the Underworld, there is another figure wrapped in a black robe, exuding a strong breath of death, all of which are the breath of the eleventh realm.

In addition, in the blood pool of the nether world, there are practitioners of Huangquan who have breaths of ten realms, nine realms, and eight realms coming out.

Even, through the spring of the Nether Blood Pool, An Le saw that on the boundless land surrounded by the wind of death, there was an army of dead creatures riding dead creatures full of the breath of death, waiting for the Nether Spring to be fully opened. When the army entered.

"Anle, you can't stop it."

"There is a land of ascension to immortality in the world, how can there be no land of communication? Nether is not weaker than God, what God has in the world, there must be Nether."

A sneer came from the mouth of the Lord of the Underworld.

"Furthermore, now that the general situation has been established, the Netherworld has been opened, and the holy artifact of the Nether Blood Pond has completely completed the communication between the Netherworld and the human world. It starts from the South China Sea, gradually expands to the mainland, and finally covers half of the human world. And come!"

"At that time, we can carry our existence to the world and realize immortality! Realize the detachment of the realm!"

"You, An Le, can't stop you!"

The voice of the Lord of the Underworld shook endlessly, without any concealment.

In Nanjiang City, all practitioners and even all the people turned pale and felt hopeless.

Ao Feng and Zhucheng, two ten-level powerhouses, also felt extremely heavy in their hearts.

One of the top powers in the Nether world, the Lord of the Underworld, such an existence... Even if it is just an incarnation in the world, but with the power of the eleventh realm, will the young master be an opponent?

They have no confidence at all.

Suddenly, the two felt something in their hearts, and looked up into the distance.

there……

There was the sound of dragon chant exploding.

From the north and the east, there is a tyrannical aura sweeping in, the source is turbulent, and the two source dragon balls are shining brightly, like the scorching sun across the sky!

"Slaughter my lineage of the dragon clan in the South China Sea, my dragon clan will not let it go!"

"Master An, the old Beihai dragon candle maniac is here to help you!"

"Master An, Ao Guang, the old dragon of the Eastern Sea, is here to help you!"

Those are two dragons of the eleventh realm. They were placed on the Ancestral Dragon Island in the sky, and they can also be called Dragon Lords.

He is the strongest among the dragons in the world, the leader of the dragons of the East China Sea and the North Sea, the two kings of the sea!
A loud cry!

The big wave exploded!

A huge black shadow covered the sky.

It was an incomparably huge and ferocious bird, pressing across the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, and its wings seemed to be incalculable in length.

It also exudes an extremely tyrannical original aura, and the demonic aura soars to the sky!

It was the Kunpeng King of Kunpeng Mountain that Anle was familiar with!

The king of the monster clan who has set foot in the eleventh realm, and the dragon kings of the East China Sea and the North Sea rushed to help each other.

boom! ! !
In the skies over the bloody South China Sea, there were huge waves, and layers of bloody waves exploded!
King Kunpeng and the two Dragon Lords turned into streamers and descended, the original aura filled the air, and the three statues of eleven realms helped each other to be happy, which made Zhucheng and Ao Feng stationed in Nanjiang City look excited!
Anle's eyes were also full of splendor, and he thought that he was the only one to fight this battle.

But he never thought that the Dragon Kings of Donghai and Beihai would come to make a move, and King Kunpeng would also come, which surprised him.

"Master An, the South China Sea dragon family has been slaughtered. We are also members of the dragon family. We are deeply saddened. Naturally, we will not sit idly by. The dignity of the world naturally needs to be defended."

Ao Guang, the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea, is a refined and calm middle-aged man, wearing azure blue Chinese clothes, with two horns on his head, and a dignified complexion.

Anle nodded and smiled.

Below, in the sea of ​​blood.

Gu Baijing's soul body transformed into the Lord of the Underworld sneered coldly: "It's just to die, it's just right, after killing them all, it will be enough to make the scope of Tongyou Land even larger."

"kill."

A cold voice came from the mouth of the Lord of the Underworld.

Three of the underworld powerhouses who came out of the five blood pools of the Netherworld were killed against King Kunpeng, Ao Guang and Zhu Kuang respectively.

The remaining two underworld kings turned into two black horses and charged forward, heading towards An Le to kill.

The Lord of the Underworld stood in the pool of blood, watching with cold eyes.

As the leader of the formation, he couldn't easily make a move.

However, if the two three-turn Mingjun join forces to deal with Anle, the tenth realm, will it be possible to fail?

boom!
The power of the original source collided, and King Kunpeng, Dragon Lord Zhukuang and Dragon Lord Ao Guang crashed into the void respectively, and confronted Youming Mingjun in countless space cracks.

The battle broke out in an instant, and powerful breaths intertwined and collided!

They are well aware of the key to this battle.

If this battle is lost and the land spreads, the remaining three sea dragons will all suffer the fate of the South Sea Dragon, and Kunpeng Mountain will not be able to escape either.

An Le, Lily in white, was floating above the South China Sea, with a pool of blood hovering under his feet, like a mouth full of blood.

Two streams of black air shot up into the sky, turning into two Nether Lords, both of which were Rank Three Lords, very powerful.

Countless dead energy turned into two gigantic ghosts, and a bloody sickle cut out from the ghosts.

"die!"

The murderous intentions in the eyes of the two Nether Lords were intense, and of course there was a hint of disdain.

After all, the aura that An Le reveals is nothing more than ten realms.

Two Lords of the Underworld with three ranks, killing one of the ten realms...with all their hands, could there be any accidents?
If An Le was a half-step venerable, with his monstrous reputation, the two Lords of the Underworld would still be a little nervous, but An Le was just entering the tenth realm and three disasters for the first time, and hadn't even survived the catastrophe and punishment of the annihilation thunder of the three disasters.

There is nothing to be afraid of at all... Damn!

hum-

An Le's eyes were calm, and the remaining invincible momentum in his body that had not dissipated was running and pushing, and he grasped the bamboo sword Qingshan in his body, and swung the sword.

In the Meixin Niwan Palace, the river of soul is surging, and the sword energy is also swept out.

The virtual and real sword energy is displayed in the world!

The two three-turn Hades only felt that their original movement seemed to be stagnant.

An incomparably huge sword wheel, shining like a big sun, with sword energy like a scorching sun, dazzling and resplendent.

Straight down.

The dead air instantly evaporated and disappeared.

The two three-turn Hades wailed in pain, but their bodies were directly split open by the sword light, and the original pearl wailed.

The two shot backward into the sea of ​​blood at a faster speed than soaring into the sky, blasting bloody waves that went straight into the sky!
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(End of this chapter)