Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 357

game?

An Le was suspended in the sky, looking indifferently into the distance, the pagoda located in the bloody mushroom cloud.

The young emperor's gaze in the pagoda is sharp and domineering. Even the top young king is just a pawn in the game, not to mention those captured human practitioners.

And An Le also became one of the pawns that the Young Emperor used as a game, just a tool to please the other party.

An Le's eyes were cold and warm, and he felt displeased.

This is the first time he has felt humiliated. In the eyes of the holy demon, a human cultivator is like fish on a chopping board. He is played with by the other party. The other party simply dismisses it and can easily handle it.

But all of this is due to the lack of strength of the human cultivators, who are not as strong as the opponent, so they will naturally end up like this.

"Game?" An Le smiled coldly, but there was no smile in her eyes, only endless coldness and killing intent.

After killing a top young king, the other party intends to play him to death.

The situation set up here is extremely difficult, and any cultivator at the eleventh level will probably be hated.

In the first bloody mushroom cloud, two top young kings sit in command.

Even if he defeated the two top young kings, he would only be able to rescue five practitioners of Human World Pass.

If you want to rescue more people, you have to continue the game and break through the mushroom cloud, and the next time, it will be the three top young kings...

Further down are the four top young kings...

The pressure is enormous just thinking about it.

Because this is a top-level young king, not an ordinary young king. Every top-level young king has the combat power of a young angry king, and it is extremely difficult to deal with. When it comes to combat power, it is at the same level as An Le.

In the same level of competition, it is extremely difficult for one person to face two, let alone three or four...

This is completely forcing An Le to death, in a conspiracy way.

However, since An Le chose to set foot on the ground gate battlefield, he has no choice. If he turns his head and leaves, it means that he has fear in his heart, fear of the top young king, fear of the young emperor who organized this game...

The threat of An Le to the Holy Demon Clan is greatly reduced.

This is the purpose of the Young Emperor.

In a way of boiling frogs in warm water, peace and happiness are to be destroyed.

It is necessary to erase a top arrogance that the human race has struggled to get out of.

This point, with An Le's mind, has naturally seen it, but it's useless to see it, this is a conspiracy, a sinister plan to put An Le in a dilemma, and intends to destroy An Le bit by bit.

As the price for An Le to kill King Shaonu.

An Le floated down and stepped on the blood-colored ground. The blood-colored ground is very solid and extremely thick, much thicker than the ground in the Three Realms. Fighting here, the destructive power is not as huge as in the Three Realms and the void.

Under the bloody mushroom cloud, the two top young kings stood up and looked at An Le with half-smiles.

They have the faces of the human race, but in fact, they are not the human race, and it would be a big mistake to think of them as the human race.

"It seems that you have made a choice."

"Not a wise choice."

A top young king looked at An Le with a sneer. In their opinion, the young man in front of them was too stupid. He was alone, and the first level of the game was very sad, let alone the game where there was no hope at all. level.

It's a game, but it's just a game of their holy demons, Anle... just for fun.

"Since you have made a choice, you must be responsible for your choice."

Twisting his neck, a terrifying aura instantly released from the bodies of the two top young kings, distorting the surrounding void.

Extremely tyrannical emotions are turbulent in origin, like a mighty river to vent.

The blood dripping, the five mortal practitioners who were bound on the ground were dying, but at this moment, it was the power that came from nowhere. They held their heads high, their necks were densely covered with veins, and looked at the direction of Anle, roaring He said: "Mr. Si, leave us alone! Let's go!"

"This is a trap, this is aimed at you!"

The roaring sound echoed on the blood-colored ground, appearing a little sad.

The two top young king-level holy demons watched with half-smiles. Although they released their breath, they were not in a hurry to make a move, because they were fully sure that they could take An Le.

The holy demons use the seven emotions and six desires to prove the Tao, and there are thirteen ways in total. The seven emotions are joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, and fear.

There is a Holy Demon True King in each path, the strength is extremely strong, looking at the Three Realms, it is the existence of the extreme level.

An Le stood on the ground, feeling the impact of the sway, and the power to affect emotions was constantly stirring, like two vicious poisonous snakes, swallowing letters and injecting venom, trying to completely affect An Le's emotions.

Under such a situation, An Le felt an inexplicable joy in her heart, which was very strange.

He knew that this was the power of one of the top young kings, the King Shaoxi!

The other emotion is sadness, which makes the blood in the body freeze and flow as if under the emotion of sadness, making it difficult to control.

An Le immediately understood what emotions the two top young kings he faced this time had mastered.

King Shaoxi and King Shaobei.

Joy and sadness, two extreme opposing emotions, like the two extremes of yin and yang in Tai Chi, can explode with the power of one plus one greater than two.

An Le felt the pressure inexplicably.

"Escape!"

"Mr. Si, run away. It is our honor that you can save me, but I am not worthy of being saved by you!"

"You are more important than us...!"

One after another, the Renjianguan practitioners who were bound and suppressed on the ground were bloody and tearful, and roared.

They want to cry out in peace and go away.

In fact, they did not expect that An Le would actually set foot on the Dimen battlefield for them, and face the evil trap set by the holy demons, regardless of their own safety.

While being moved, there is also inexplicable fear.

They all know An Le's talent in practice. Such an existence may surpass Mr. Da in the future, and even reach the height of a holy master, becoming another pillar of the world.

Such geniuses and monsters must not fall here because of them, that is an unbearable loss in the world!
Perhaps feeling the emotions of these practitioners, An Le smiled, looked at them, and spoke to comfort them.

"Don't worry, everyone. I am here for the purpose of taking you home."

"I need cultivation resources. The taste of the top young king's holy demon origin...it's really cool. After refining the holy demon origin of the young angry king, I feel the flying pleasure of cultivation. That feeling can't be erased .”

"So, I'm here, just in time... to stock up."

Anle smiled.

The voice of the words echoed in the Scarlet Battlefield, and in an instant, the entire battlefield became very quiet.

The five practitioners who were bound on the ground were stunned, but soon they realized that An Le's words were to appease their emotions, and all of them gritted their teeth and fell silent without saying a word.

On the other side, King Shaoxi and King Shaobei looked at An Le coldly.

"Purchase? Do you want to take the origin of the holy demons of the top young kings like me? Let's see...whether you have the ability."

The grief and sorrowful emotions on the face of the Shaobei King almost turned into black water, which was about to flow down. Every drop of black water contained extreme sadness, which was enough to make people grieve to death.

"Hahaha, this guy's words are really interesting, he's so entertaining, buy more? I just like this kind of spirited guy!"

King Shaoxi laughed unceasingly, his face was full of naive smiles, but under the smiles, there was an undisguised coldness in his eyes.

King Shaonu is also one of the top young kings, and they are one of them. They have a very good relationship with each other. The death of King Shaonu has already made them angry, and now Anle is talking about the top young king in front of them. The origin of the Holy Demon is very cool...

How could they not be angry?
King Shaoxi looked at King Shaobei with a smile all over his face, and the two nodded.

"Go ahead."

The words are over.

The two holy demons disappeared in an instant, leaving only a little smoke and dust on the bloody ground.

Space is broken!

The figure of King Shaoxi appeared behind An Le in an instant, and he hit him with a single punch, which contained extremely majestic emotional power.

An Le's spiritual power surged, and he turned around with a palm, and the empty hand was released!

Invisible phantoms, dense hand shadows, covering the void, collided with King Shaoxi's punch!
However, after the collision, King Shaobei, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly appeared. His fingernails were as black as ink, like five poisoned daggers, and he grabbed Anle's heart fiercely, wanting to kill Anle in one fell swoop. Take out the heart and crush it!
The speed is too fast, this is the explosive killing of two top young kings.

Even An Le felt a little slow to react, because the strong emotional origin was affecting and eroding his perception.

King Shaoxi's joy will affect An Le's mood, making him indulging in joy, gradually numb his nerves, affecting his reaction speed and the excitement of the battle.

However, An Le's spiritual power is extremely strong, and he is a flower-blossoming saint-level soul. The spiritual powers of King Shaoxi and King Shaobei have also reached this level.

In other words, the reason why the top young kings are stronger than ordinary young kings is because of the strength of their holy spirits, coupled with their deeper grasp of the origin of the seven emotions, it is possible for them to inherit the true king's mantle!
Boom!
Facing the claw of King Shaobei, the ink pool on An Le's waist trembled slightly, and rushed out with a roar, colliding with his sharp claws, the sound of metal and iron clashing burst out, and there were waves of sword energy and claws!
The three figures split apart at the touch of a touch, sliding and shooting away in a triangle shape on the blood-colored ground.

"As expected of a genius in the human pass who can kill the young angry king, his physical body is very strong... and his reaction is quick. The most important thing is the spiritual level, and a flower blooms... Even in the heaven pass and the nether pass, those young masters with top forces Compared with them, the Lord is probably weaker."

King Shaoxi had an exaggerated smile on his face.

King Shaobei shook his head: "King Shaonu is my good brother. I am so sad that he died. Don't chatter, kill him seriously."

boom!
The grief-stricken face of the King of Young Sorrows suddenly magnified, and that face continued to expand, reaching a height of ten feet like a totem. The huge face lay across the blood-colored land, but his body was still of normal size.

The grief on that face seemed to have been greatly amplified, and it was like a wave that was overturning towards An Le!

"woo woo woo woo……"

"I'm so sad... The death of King Shaonu made me so sad!"

The Shaobei King's huge face opened his mouth and let out a howl.

Like a magic sound, the constant tremors made An Le's heart lake no longer calm, the disturbed waves continued, and the long river of soul rippled, as if the soul was twisting, and some sad past events kept emerging from the heart lake , Struggling, roaring, tears can't stop flowing.

The captured five cultivators of Human World Gate had already burst into tears and were in great grief. They hit the ground with their skull hammers, as if they were going to die in grief.

King Shaoxi grinned and was not affected by King Shaobei at all.

"Hee hee hee, interesting, one-on-two...see how long you can carry it."

King Shaoxi smiled and said that his figure had not changed, it was still of normal size, but his speed suddenly accelerated, as if he was so happy that he couldn't control his own speed.

A stream of light hit, An Le, while resisting the influence of Shaoxi Wang's grief, grasped the ink pool, and stretched out a sword, splitting Shaoxi Wang.

But King Shaoxi, who had just split open, came quickly with giggling laughter, like a happy and lively child, constantly rushing and attacking.

There is an extra sharp horn in his hand, which exudes sharpness and chill, comparable to a third-order treasure.

King Shaoxi kept stabbing out at an extremely fast speed, hundreds of times in a second. An Le held the ink pool tightly and could only resist it constantly.

"You are so good, you are really accurate and fast, I like it so much, I am so happy!"

"Hahaha! The happier you make me, the more I want to kill you!"

boom!
King Shaoxi's speed is getting faster and faster, and it is the kind of irregular speed. Even in the gallop, he can ignore the inertia and achieve sudden turning points.

Joy and sorrow, one is the main attack, the other is the main influence!

With both approaches, An Le seems to have fallen into a quagmire, but is being watched by a giant crocodile in the quagmire, and the bones that will be devoured at any time are gone!
……

……

The world is closed, and there is silence.

Many human cultivators who gathered here all had solemn faces, and even many saints of the twelve realms also rushed over, sitting in front of the Dimen battlefield.

Everyone knows what happened in the ground gate battlefield.

No one will blame An Le, they are very clear that the fault of all this is not An Le, but the weakness of their human relations.

It was them who were wrong, they couldn't deter the Holy Demon enough, and they couldn't support An Le, which led to the current situation.

Sighs came out from the mouths of the saints.

In their view, the possibility of An Le entering the ground gate battlefield and wanting to get out again is too small.

Being targeted by so many top young kings...

How can An Le escape?
What's more, in addition to the top young king, there is also a young emperor...

That is the best of the high-level holy demons, even the best of the eleventh realms of Shangcang Pass and Nether Pass, basically they don't have much chance of winning against the Young Emperor.

Although An Le is very talented, but after all, he has just stepped into the eleventh realm, and he is not even a supreme being. How can he defeat so many top young kings and at the same time defeat the young emperor?
This is almost a hopeless battle.

"I don't know how the little brother is doing on the battlefield?"

The second gentleman was the most nervous. He clenched his fists and walked up and down the tower with a serious expression on his face.

Mr. Da is fine, he is waiting for the result peacefully, he believes that An Le will know the seriousness of the matter, and will not easily put himself in danger.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mr. Da looked at Mr. San.

"Third Martial Sister, didn't you give my Junior Brother a jade pendant? You should have saved some tricks, don't hide it, let's all watch it together."

Mr. Big said.

Mr. San glanced at Mr. Da, and it was not surprising that the other party found what she had left behind.

Without refusing, Mr. San nodded, then raised his white white hand, tapped his fingers in the void, and the aura of heaven and earth was mobilized, as if outlining a mysterious formation.

After a while, the formation took shape.

Green Onion's finger pointed at the formation, causing the formation to fly out immediately, diffuse into the void, and spread continuously.

buzzing...

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky above Human World Pass.

There, there is a blurry picture...gradually taking shape.

"Because the penetration of the formation is not high enough across the ground gate battlefield, the picture may be a little blurry, but it can fully show the experience of the little junior brother in the ground gate battlefield, and we can also know if something happened to the little junior brother. "

Mr. San was in a white dress, raised his delicate and beautiful face, and looked at the picture in the sky. Although the picture was blurry, the specific situation could be fully captured.

It's just that looking at it like this, the faces of everyone in the world have become very ugly.

In the imagination, An Le should have hidden his identity and tried every means to save people secretly.

But no one expected that An Le would be discovered as soon as he entered the Dimen battlefield, and the other party would blatantly set up an ending and wait for An Le to jump.

If you want to save people, you must become a pawn and participate in the game, a game...to please the Holy Demon Young Emperor.

And the difficulty for An Le to save everyone is beyond imagination.

The first collision is against the two top young kings, the King of Shaoxi and the King of Changbei.

Even Mr. Da couldn't help but feel his heart sink when he saw such a picture.

Mr. Er's complexion is even paler, with murderous intent rolling in his eyes, but the Dimen battlefield is no longer a place for him to set foot on. After breaking through the twelfth realm, he can only enter the Tianmen battlefield, otherwise it will affect the things laid down by the holy master. Avoiding obstacles on the battlefield has a greater impact.

The holy master was sitting on the bamboo chair, watching quietly, with no waves on his face, showing no joy or anger.

Third Senior Sister raised her head, her blue hair ran across her fair cheeks like a waterfall.

The slender palms were clenched, and the nails almost pierced the palms.

The emotions seem to follow the ups and downs in the picture, facing the siege of King Shaoxi and King Shaonu, and the dangers are full of ups and downs.

The whole world was closed, and there was silence.

Everyone looked at the picture reflected in the sky in despair, humiliation and sorrow.

Weak and weak will be beaten. Everyone will remember the shame of today.

……

……

Sparks splattered, tyrannical energy and blood surged out of An Le's body, and the golden armor covered the physical body. An Le's figure moved away, avoiding the attack of King Shaoxi like a madman.

No matter how thick the blood-colored land was, it would still be riddled with holes in the face of the power of the top young king.

An Le raised his hand and tapped it between his eyebrows. The Shaobei Wang's ten-foot-large face was still full of sadness. This surge of emotion made An Le feel a little irritated. This was a physiological reaction.

However, An Le's eyes were calm.

The long river of soul is making waves, and An Le is using the grief of the King of Shaobei to exercise his soul.

This is the main purpose of peace.

When the grief of King Shaobei came, An Le felt the fluctuation of the long river of soul, and he could just use this grief to exercise the strength of his soul.

This is his consistent style, danger must be accompanied by harvest.

As the power of the mind blooms, it becomes more and more difficult for An Le's mind to improve.

Even if the cultivation base breaks through, the spiritual river of the holy rank still does not make waves, and there has never been even a slight improvement.

But this is a normal phenomenon. Anle asked the holy master, and after talking with the holy master, he learned that it is difficult to improve the spiritual power. Many saints in the twelve realms, the spiritual power is trapped in the realm of one flower, and they may not be able to do so in a lifetime. Bloom again.

But now, An Le found that under the influence of King Shaobei's emotions, the river of soul was a little loose.

Naturally use it to exercise the mind!

The King of Shaobei also seemed to have noticed something was wrong, his grief-stricken eyes showed suspicion, and then he opened his mouth to scream, it was the scream of grief after extreme grief!
boom! ! ! !

Like an invisible shock wave coming from the ground, a layer of the blood-colored ground was directly cut off.

The cultivators of the Human World Gate who fell on the ground were spitting blood one by one. Their spiritual strength could no longer bear it, and they fainted directly.

On the other side, An Le's white clothes fluttered and her eyes froze.

He no longer concealed it, and the river of soul swept out, gurgling behind him.

The source of time is presented, and the source of time is like the bright sunshine under the haze of sorrow, tearing the projection and dispelling all the darkness.

"You really are practicing with me! Slut!"

The face of the giant Shaobei King screamed and cursed!
This person...is he really sick?

When I confronted the Young Angry King, I used the power of the Young Angry King to temper my physical strength, and now I confronted him with the Young Sad King, and used the power of grief to temper my soul...

No waste at all, right? !

Seeing this, An Le knew that her purpose was exposed, but she no longer suppressed herself. Although the spiritual river has not improved much, it is far from reaching the level of two flowers blooming, but it is enough.

An Le is already very satisfied to be able to improve so much.

"Next, it's time to end."

An Le's expression turned cold.

The two top young kings are indeed very powerful, but Anle is not the same as himself when he confronted the young angry king. His physical training has reached the perfection of rank nine, and he is only half a step away from reaching the supreme level.

And under the guidance of the holy master, he clearly realized the improvement path of his own swordsmanship.

Therefore, An Le has the confidence to fight against two with one!

boom! !

The tyrannical qi and blood rolled like a stormy sea, and on Anle's body, ancient scriptures emerged and shone with light. The seventh chapter of the Human Dao Ancestral Sutra was urged by Anle.

The seven scriptures appeared one by one, intertwined into a golden battle armor, covering Anle's body.

King Shaoxi appeared in an instant, and stabbed An Le fiercely with the sharp horn in his hand. However, after piercing into the golden armor, he couldn't penetrate a single bit as before. The power continuously poured into the sharp corner, he screamed and laughed.

"Break it for me!"

King Shaoxi laughed excitedly.

puff!

The armor was torn open, and the sharp horns diffused into An Le's golden battle armor. The joy in King Shaoxi's eyes became more and more intense, but the joy soon froze.

Because the internal organs of An Le are full of light.

Rays of precious light burst out, and there are treasures and five birds hidden in the five internal organs!
The five birds and true spirits roared, and the mountains and rivers roared!
The brilliance of the treasure and the holy vessel bloomed at the same time, pressing down on King Shaoxi.

King Shaoxi's eyes froze. He knew An Le's methods. He knew that An Le had mastered the Shanhe Cauldron, and could form an extremely powerful and terrifying holy artifact, the Shanhe Sheji Map.

How could he not have made any preparations?

He watched the whole battle between King Shaonu and An Le, and he knew how difficult it was for An Le to win.

Therefore, he also prepared a holy artifact.

It was a small clock the size of a palm. It was not bronze in color, but pink, as if it was made of the flesh and blood of some living creature.

"This is the Bell of Joy! It is the sacred weapon of the holy demon of my pulse of joy! Feel the joy, and sink under the emotional wave of joy!"

Dangdang Dangdang!
The pink joy clock exploded in an instant, and An Le could only feel a burst of joy in her heart. The emotion seemed to be expanded instantly, spreading to every corner of the body, making the body sluggish and the breath stagnant.

The power of the holy artifact made King Shaoxi's joy amplified a lot!

Anle's alarm bells sounded.

The map of Shanhe Sheji spreads, covering itself, and isolating the influence of the clock wave brought by the happy clock.

But even so, the pervasive bell of joy still impacts An Le's mood, causing An Le to sink into depression.

On the other side, the ten-zhang face of King Shaobei also opened his mouth, drop after drop of black water trickled down.

"This is the water of extreme sorrow, and it is a holy vessel that matches the fire of true wrath..."

"This battle should be over."

King Shaobei said sadly.

As the words fell, the water of extreme sorrow poured into the ground, and shot out quickly. The wriggling black was like sharp spears, shooting out from the ground at any time, trying to pierce through the human body.

boom! ! !
suddenly.

The bloody earth exploded.

Countless black silk threads continue to grow, heading towards Anle, and the landscape of mountains and rivers turns around, but they are completely swallowed by the water of extreme sorrow.

Puff puff puff!

The black water of extreme sorrow has extremely terrifying corrosive power, piercing through the map of mountains and rivers one by one, like a thick old tree that breaks through bricks and grows stronger!
On the blood-colored land, an extremely shocking and impactful scene suddenly appeared.

In the picture, the map of mountains, rivers, and villages is riddled with holes and frozen in the sky.

The smoke and dust billowed, as if the dust had settled.

King Shaoxi was holding a pink meat clock, with a smile all over his face.

On the other side, Shaobei Wang Shizhang opened his mouth wide, and the black water of extreme sorrow dripped from his tongue, gurgling and flowing.

In one mushroom cloud after another, top young kings watched with sneers.

In the mushroom cloud, inside a pagoda.

The figure of the young emperor was sitting upright, his slowly opened eyes revealing regret.

"This game...is really too boring, I can't even pass the first level."

"When Shaoxi and Shaobei use the sacred artifact, this son... can't stop it at all."

"Boring, really boring."

The young emperor shook his head.

suddenly.

There is a wind between heaven and earth.

An invisible sword energy slowly floated up.

The young emperor raised his hand, pinched with two fingers, and a ray of invisible sword energy was crushed by him.

Looking at him with his slender eyes, a strange color gradually appeared in his dull eyes.

But see.

The pierced picture of Shanhe Sheji disintegrated in an instant, and turned into seven floating entrenched Shanhe tripods.

But in the Mountain and River Cauldron, An Le's figure had already disappeared.

Between the heavens and the earth, terrifying sword qi is growing, as if the ancestor of the sword method appeared, countless sword qi are cheering and surrendering.

The huge face of King Shaobei also showed a strange color.

A wave of vigilance could not help but rise in my heart.

The next moment, in front of those huge eyes, a silver space seal floated down like a snowflake.

Then the silver glow bloomed, and a figure in white clothes like snow appeared floatingly.

The sleeves of the clothes are flying, like holding a sword and dancing in the wind.

The sad face of the Shaobei King was terrified, and a bad premonition enveloped his heart, and he hurriedly manipulated the water of extreme sorrow to kill Anle.

However, An Le held a sword in his hand, and there was a surge of breath on the sword, and a higher level of coercion suppressed the water of extreme sorrow...

"Ancestral Artifact?!"

In the distance, King Shaoxi narrowed his eyes, smiled suddenly, and let out a sound of horror.

An Le held the Celestial Ancestral Sword in one hand, gave him a sideways glance, and said calmly: "You like to laugh so much, why don't you laugh?"

The words are over.

On the Ancestral Sword of Heaven, the source of time surges, and a sword cuts out, instantly splitting the panicked face of Shaobei Wang Shizhang in two.

The sword energy is endowed with streamer.

Cut all sorrows and joys!
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