Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #162 - Chapter 162: One sword hangs up the long river of time and swallows Yuan Meng's dragon veins wi

The rich blood turned into blood mist, and the pungent blood lingered in the dark night air.

Gu Huangquan never thought that An Le’s sword could be so powerful. Is this a sword from the Five Realms?

Easily tearing apart the mountain of Qi and Blood condensed by the Seventh Realm of Body Forging, where Qi and Blood merged with the Innate Spiritual Qi, not to mention, it also directly twisted his arm to pieces!

Not even a piece of intact flesh and blood was left; the skin, meridians, and spiritual bones were all twisted into blood powder under one sword!

Not only that, the sword intention and sword energy contained in Anle’s broken bamboo sword continued to penetrate into his body along the wound, running around in his meridians, trying to destroy his flesh and blood tissue and destroy him. of vitality.

Pain instantly clung to Gu Huangquan’s mind. His eyes were ferocious and scarlet, and they flew out due to the huge power carried by the sword energy.

The demonic tiger phenomenon transformed by the Qi and blood of the Fifth Realm was so powerful that even he, a Seventh Realm body-forging practitioner, felt it was difficult to match it.

This guy… what kind of monster is he!

The sword intent, the invincible power, and the five ancient demons who had truly reached the realm of perfection, at this moment, burst out with unimaginable power.

With just one sword, Gu Huangquan’s arm was shattered, causing him to completely lose his fighting ability.

Gu Huangquan’s arm was directly annihilated by the power of the Eye of the Time Buddha, the monk Huikong who walked in the world at Lanke Temple, and now his arm was cut off by Anle.

Both arms are difficult to recover. For Gu Huangquan, this is naturally a big blow and has a great impact on his combat power.

Gu Huangquan’s head was covered with blood-stained sweat.

On his neck, blue veins bulged out, and black lines intertwined on his face. He stared at Anle, with an emphasis in his eyes that was even more important than walking on earth in Lanke Temple.

Gu Huangquan already attached great importance to An Le, but he didn’t expect that An Le… would be even more terrifying than he imagined!

An Le’s fighting power can be glimpsed with just one sword, and it cannot be distinguished at all by practitioners who have just entered the Sixth Realm.

This is a peerless talent!

Da Zhao’s list of minor saints may not have much reference value, but if Anle is placed on the lists of other countries, he will definitely be able to stand at the top!

Gu Huangquan, whose arms were broken, was breathing heavily.

The energy and blood in his body squirmed like evil dragons, fighting with Anle’s sword energy and suppressing Anle’s sword energy.

However, in order to suppress this sword energy, his strength naturally became weaker and weaker.

An Le stood quietly on the spot, maintaining the posture of holding out a sword. There was no joy or sadness on his face.

He did not defeat Gu Huangquan’s joy at all, because this sword could be said to be his full-strength blow in the fifth realm. Of course, this was the power of the Heart Sword that did not include the sixth realm.

But if you include the power of the Heart Sword, it can only be called the power of the Six Realms.

Such a sword cut off Gu Huangquan’s arm, Anle felt it was natural.

After all, Anle defeated the invincible young Emperor Yuan of the Five Realms in the War Puppet Space. When the Young Emperor Yuan was in the Fifth Realm, he could kill the beings of the Seventh Realm!

Of course, Gu Huangquan is also a genius. A Seventh Realm like him is naturally not an ordinary Seventh Realm.

Therefore, Anle’s sword did not kill him. Otherwise, the sword just now, which was wrapped with the sword intention of Chixin Mountain and River, penetrated into his body and was enough to kill his life.

Although the monk Huikong who was lying on the ground was blind, he could clearly feel the image of An Le smashing Gu Huangquan with his sword.

My heart was also a bit shocked.

An Le shook off a drop of blood stained on the bamboo sword Qingshan. The moment the blood drop exploded, An Le’s body jumped out. The blood and innate spiritual energy spilled out of the body, intertwining into the image of a demon ape. !

Anle stepped down, and the flexible demon ape pulled out afterimages on the ground!

Murderous intent surged out of Anle’s heart.

A sword thrust out again, and the sword intention of Chixinshanhe was integrated into the sword.

boom! ! !

Sword energy was steaming all over the ground, like a bull fighting, the brilliant sword light and sword energy made the dark forest suddenly light up!

Gu Huangquan’s body was slightly lowered to the ground. The black lines flowing from his body became more and more numerous, and finally, his skin turned completely black!

His eyes were scarlet and his skin was as dark as ink.

Two meat bags bulged out from the back, and with the sound of flesh and blood breaking, two long and thin black bone arms grew out of the meat bags!

The corners of Gu Huangquan’s lips grinned, and his long and thin black bone arm collided with An Le’s sword.

Sparks flew everywhere, this bone arm was as strong as a peerless magic weapon!

An Le slashed it with his sword, and the feedback was a spiritual shock. There seemed to be countless dead souls wailing in front of An Le’s eyes, as if what he slashed with his sword was not a bone arm, but endless dead souls!

“This is the top evil spell in hell, the bone demon technique.”

In the distance, a look of hatred and anger appeared on the face of Monk Huikong, whose eyes were bleeding!

“The art of bone demon is the most evil art. It is one of the three evil arts created by the Lord of Hell. It requires tens of thousands of dead souls to be refined into spiritual bones, so that the spiritual bones can be transformed into Demonic bones, demonic bones are like magic weapons, every attack contains a mental attack!”

“The bone demon magic that Gu Huangquan mastered has only refined his arms, but the number of dead people required is at least ten thousand!”

Monk Huikong’s tone was trembling with unimaginable disgust.

This is the real devil!

The people of Xiliang Kingdom all live in an extremely terrifying environment. They are treated as leeks for cultivation by these demons who are superiors. The emperor and prince of Xiliang who are possessed by the devil will not easily let the people die, but they have never The dead people survived like pigs and dogs and became props for cultivating evil spirits.

Anle frowned slightly, feeling a bit disgusted in her heart.

He knew that the Western Liang Kingdom was terrifying, but he had never set foot there personally, so he could not truly appreciate the horror of it.

But now, after a fight with the emperor’s eldest grandson, from a pair of simple bone arms, you can get a glimpse of how terrifying the Xiliang Kingdom is. It is a country where real demons are raging!

How many lives must be sacrificed for such a sorcery!

The green mountain of the bamboo sword was trembling slightly, and the sword had spirit. At this moment, it seemed to be releasing an angry emotion.

The swordsman who holds the sword is a chivalrous person, a chivalrous person who draws his sword when the road is rough.

There are too many injustices in the world and it is impossible to eliminate them all. However, the injustices you see can be smoothed out with the sword in your hand.

Seeking a clear mind is a swordsman.

Anle held the bamboo sword Qingshan, and his murderous intention towards Gu Huangquan became more and more intense.

Now that you have seen such a demon, why don’t you get rid of it and leave it to cause harm to the world?

Anle stood in the forest, and the sword energy around him kept rising into the sky, like sharp snakes, roaring and intertwining.

There seemed to be fine sword energy forming a grid, intertwined into a tornado.

Gu Huangquan’s scarlet eyes narrowed… His voice became hoarse, and endless madness could be heard in the hoarseness.

“Anle! I know you are a monster. If you were in the Seventh Realm, I would definitely not be your opponent, but… you are not in the Seventh Realm!”

“You who are in the fifth realm may be able to kill the ordinary seventh realm, but I am not an ordinary seventh realm!”

“I will definitely kill you and devour your flesh and blood. Your soul is worth the souls of tens of thousands of people in a city. I will completely sacrifice my body and trunk into the body of a bone demon!”

Gu Huangquan’s murderous intent rolled out and instantly ejected, turning into a black light.

The black bone arm that grew out of the back, with its ten fingers, was like a sharp spear, striking hard at Anle. The intertwined sword energy collided with the bone arm and was torn to pieces one after another!

Anle lowered his eyes and let go of Qingshan’s hand.

The bamboo sword and the green mountain suddenly floated up.

Anle didn’t intend to have a fierce confrontation with Gu Huangquan who showed off the bone demon’s sorcery. It was pointless. He still needed to climb the mountain to see the scenery on the top of the mountain and see the gifts left by the holy master.

The sunset has long since ended, and the stars are climbing high in the sky, as if they are rotating in a hurry, waiting for the sun to rise tomorrow.

At that time, only those who climb the mountain can feel the vitality of the morning sun and bathe in the pure morning light that cleanses the soul.

The bamboo sword and the green mountains gradually hummed, and the sword energy was constantly entangled on the bamboo sword. Anle did not use the sword intention of the mountains and rivers that he had realized. He was simulating a sword, which was revived in the green mountains before Yuan Meng Dadu. A sword wielded by that peerless emperor.

An Le closed his eyes, [Eternal Genius] Dao Fruit continued to surge, and the light curtain danced in front of his eyes.

A ray of age energy that had not yet been selected for blessing was mobilized by him, flowing in his body, wandering among the meridians, and finally diffused into the bamboo sword green mountain.

Anle raised her hand and tapped lightly.

The sword body buzzed, and while trembling, the yellowed bamboo sword was actually covered in gray. From the yellow color, it turned into gray and gray, as if the passing time was smudged by the breath of time.

This sword is integrated into the control of the energy of time that Anle realized after talking with the holy master.

The sword energy blends into the years energy.

With a single tap of his finger, there was a faint resemblance of a sword hanging on a long river!

What’s important is that time passes!

With a ferocious smile on his face, Gu Huangquan held out his bone arm as black as ink. At this moment, it collided with the bamboo sword shrouded in gray color.

This demonic bone, which was achieved after countless sacrifices and souls were sacrificed, collided with the sword.

Unexpectedly, cracks emerged from the devastation. The cracks intertwined like spider webs and instantly clung to the two bone arms.

The ferocious smile on Gu Huangquan’s face disappeared almost instantly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his scarlet eyes.

This sword… He seemed to see the power of the Pupil of Time Buddha displayed by Monk Huikong at the expense of his eyes!

The indestructible Bone Demon’s arms began to shatter… little by little into powder!

Gu Huangquan felt that time seemed to slow down at this moment. After the sword shattered the bone arm, it penetrated into his body, passed through his body, and penetrated his vigorous and powerful heart as a Seven Realm Forged Body. Take away all the life in your heart.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Gu Huangquan fell to the ground, his whole body soaked in blood.

Among the broken bone arms, countless dead souls floated like fireflies in the dark night. There seemed to be a tragic song lingering between heaven and earth.

Gu Huangquan struggled to get up, but he felt that the vitality in his heart was disappearing, and his skin, his hair, and his body began to become older, as if time had cut him with a sword and wiped out his body. Time is deprived.

“you……”

Gu Huangquan raised his head blankly and looked at Anle.

“This…this is the Saint Master…that future sword energy?”

Gu Huangquan’s mouth was dripping with blood, and all the blood in his eyes receded, and suddenly there was a fear of unwillingness and death in his eyes.

It turns out that those who died in his hands were so afraid, and it turned out that death is such a painful thing.

Anle didn’t answer him. This was the power of time…

It is actually different from the future sword energy.

The future sword energy left by the Saint Master is actually a sign of Anle’s ability to control the energy of time, but now it can be used as a cover for Anle to use the energy of time.

Peace and joy are like this.

The energy of time is the trump card power he has. If others can come up with an explanation, it is naturally the best.

“If you think it is, then it is.”

Anle said lightly.

Hearing this, Gu Huangquan let out a long breath, and a touch of relief gradually appeared in his eyes.

The bamboo sword Qingshan returned to his hand, and he killed Gu Huangquan with one sword. Anle also felt the tyranny of the energy of time.

Zhujian Qingshan seemed to be getting tired at this moment.

As the Lord of Qingshan, Anle can feel the fatigue coming from the sword. Obviously… it is not easy to withstand the energy of time.

Even a sword like the Bamboo Sword Qingshan cannot hold much.

This is just a ray of time energy. If the amount of time energy increases, Anle even doubts whether the green mountain will collapse.

The peace of white clothes beats the snow, and the green mountains are worn back to the waist.

Instead of looking at Gu Huangquan, who had lost all his life and was completely dead, he looked at the firefly-like souls that spilled out after smashing the demon bones, and looked at Monk Huikong who was sitting in the deep pit.

“Master, these dead souls… will be left to you to save them.”

Anle said.

“Amitabha, leave everything to the little monk.”

The man in Lanke Temple was walking around, his eyes were bleeding, but there was a smile on his pale face.

Gu Huangquan’s death made him feel relieved.

The death of a demon will naturally be of great benefit to all people in the world.

“Thank you.”

Monk Huikong put his palms together and bowed.

Anle had already turned around, his sleeves of white clothes flying, and walked slowly towards the soul clone of the fourth mountain master in the distance.

“Master, there is no need to thank me. I have a great heart and it is my duty to eliminate demons.”

Monk Huikong smiled, the corners of his lips curled up, and he began to chant Buddhist scriptures to save these dead souls like fireflies.

After a person dies, his soul becomes as small and weak as a firefly between heaven and earth.

An Le walked in front of the fourth mountain master’s soul clone. The fourth mountain master’s surging soul looked at An Le and smiled slightly: “The fourth mountain master, Li Xuanji.”

The name of the owner of the fifth mountain is Gu Haitang, and the name of the owner of the fourth mountain is Li Xuanji…

Anle’s eyes flickered. The process of climbing the seventh mountain was actually a process of getting to know several other mountain owners.

Taking over the incomplete Mountain Lord Order suspended in front of the graceful figure of the Fourth Mountain Lord, Anle clasped his fists and bowed.

Then he walked out of the checkpoint area set by the fourth mountain master and continued climbing.

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Gu Huangquan’s death was like a pebble dropped in a long river, causing a few insignificant waves.

Halfway up the mountain, Gu Naihe, with his plump waist and hips swaying, took the incomplete Mountain Lord Order from the fourth Mountain Lord. Suddenly his delicate body trembled, his long eyelashes trembled, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

“He’s dead, why did he die…Should I avenge you? Forget it, let’s celebrate for you. Congratulations that you are finally dead.” Gu Naihe murmured to himself.

His white palms clapped gently, he hummed a tune deep in his memory, danced his body, and walked towards the higher reaches of Fusong Mountain.

Gu Huangquan was the eldest grandson of the emperor of the Western Liang Kingdom. He died on the way to climb the Seventh Mountain, which naturally caused quite a stir.

Lin’an Mansion, within the imperial city.

The emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne, his brows furrowed.

“This boy… can already kill the Seven Realms with his own strength.”

Qin Lishi also took a deep breath: “Your Majesty, what you should be concerned about at this moment should not be this son’s combat prowess, but what you should be concerned about is whether the death of the eldest grandson of the Western Liang Emperor will arouse the anger of the Western Liang Prince and the Emperor. It became an excuse for the crazy father and son to attack Da Zhao.”

The emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne, slowly closing his eyes and rubbing his eyebrows with two fingers.

After thinking for a long time, he said slowly: “You are determined to promote an alliance between Xi Liang, Dali and Da Zhao, so as to jointly fight against the increasingly powerful Yuan and Meng Empire.”

“Gu Huangquan’s death is an opportunity… Go to the Canglang River in person, bring a copy of my edict, and allow the ghosts and kings of Hell in Xiliang to set foot in the territory of Zhao to avenge Gu Huangquan…”

The Emperor of the Zhao family slowly opened his eyes and said.

Qin Lishi’s face twitched.

He took this edict and went to the Canglang River battlefield, fearing that he would be stabbed by Li Youan’s Qianbaidu sword!

Li Youan’s Flying Tiger Army faced the crazy army of Xiliang and blocked the invasion of those powerful men from the Hell Palace in the Xiliang Army. As a result, Emperor Zhao directly relaxed the conditions and issued an edict to allow the ghosts of Hell Palace and the King of Hell. Entry…

As soon as the edict of the king of a country is issued, it is equivalent to agreeing to the entry of Gui Cha and the King of Hell. The national destiny of Zhao acquiesces to their entry. Previously, once evil people like Gui Cha and the King of Hell entered the borders of Zhao, they would inevitably be provoked. The vigilance of the national destiny made it difficult for them to hide their own qi, and Li Youan’s Flying Tiger Army was able to react quickly and go to stop them.

But now, with the permission of the imperial edict, natural entry can hide the aura. You must know that the kings of hell in hell are all strong men in the nine realms. Without the vigilance of the national destiny, Li Youan may not be able to discover them all and stop them all…

How could Li Youan agree to this?

Whoever steps into this muddy water will be unlucky!

“His Majesty……”

Qin Lishi looked bitter.

“Qin Aiqing, if you complete this matter, you will be promoted to the Grand Master of the dynasty. You will truly be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, and you will share the fate of the country of Zhao.”

In the dark Tianxuan Palace, Emperor Zhao opened and closed his eyes slightly and said.

“Besides, Li Youan is still a minister of Great Zhao. He will not rebel, and there is no way he can rebel, because he does not have the ability to gather luck. Since he is a minister of Great Zhao, my will… Even if he is dissatisfied, he cannot Impede the operation of my edict.”

“Don’t worry, Li You’an won’t kill you, and he won’t have time to kill you. Rather than killing you, he wants to stop a few ghosts and the King of Hell from hell.”

“It just so happens that the ghost messengers and kings of hell from hell come in to assassinate Anle, so they can hold back Anle’s uncertain chess piece for me.”

“I will not interfere with my plans anymore.”

The emperor of the Zhao family rubbed his eyebrows.

In the White Jade Square, the weak Anle’s sword attracted the heroic man to the sky, ruining his inevitable plan and leaving a shadow in his heart.

The words of the emperor of the Zhao family made Qin Lishi really moved.

The Grand Master of the current dynasty was a first-grade official, which could be said to be the limit of the official position of the Zhao Dynasty. As the Emperor of the Zhao Dynasty said, he was qualified to share the luck.

Why was the Dali Imperial Master able to reach the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, even touch the Ten Realms, and become a half-step nirvana even though his legs were crippled by the Western Liang Emperor Gu Baijing.

It is precisely because this national preceptor reached the ultimate official position in Dali and shared the national destiny of Dali.

The reason why practitioners are willing to become courtiers is because they can use the power of luck to strengthen themselves, understand the power of heaven and earth, and break through the shackles to become stronger. Reading books

Boyan, Prime Minister of Yuanmeng, Ge Lie, King of Yangzhai, Lu Yishan, Imperial Advisor of Dali, and other powerful men, all obviously had extraordinary abilities. Why did they still want to serve as officials in the court and submit to the emperor? It was the temptation of the national destiny.

They plan to use the luck of the country to reach the highest and higher realm of spiritual practice!

Taking charge of a practicing sect, entering the court as an official, and even ascending the throne as emperor… are actually just for practicing.

“My lord, I obey your order.”

Qin Lishi did not refuse anymore and obeyed the order.

However, Qin Lishi was actually a little confused. The emperor of the Zhao family had not obtained the Heart Sword. Should he forcefully take that step?

The magical power of immortal blood is not so easy to suppress.

However, Qin Lishi didn’t say much, lowered his head, received the edict, exited Tianxuan Palace, and headed outside Lin’an Mansion.

The emperor of the Zhao family leaned on the throne, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Before the Heart Sword was obtained, the Tianshi Mansion chose Anle, and the five-hundred-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus was also not obtained. If he wanted to suppress the immortality of the Immortal Blood, the Emperor of the Zhao family could only take the wrong approach.

Although it is very dangerous and there are more uncontrollable factors, but…

As the deadline approached step by step, the emperor who was extremely afraid of death…had to make his choice.

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The night is dark.

Li Youan was sitting in the military tent, wiping his sword, while Yuan Shen jumped into the clouds, looking towards Fusong Mountain in the distance, watching the world’s geniuses gathering at Fusong Mountain to compete for the title of the Seventh Mountain Master.

Suddenly, he looked back at the other side of the Canglang River.

The black air there was overwhelming, and there was a vaguely lifeless figure. Behind it, there seemed to be a pair of dead bones stacked up to form a bone temple filled with blood.

A figure in a golden python robe, with hands behind his back, a strand of white hair flying, and murderous intent in his eyes.

“Gu Chenglin, do you want to cross the river?”

Li Youan flicked his fingers, and the starlight was wrapped in thousands of degrees. He looked at the python-robed figure walking out of the bone temple across the Canglang River.

“My son Gu Huangquan is dead.”

Gu Chenglin said coldly.

“Climbing the Seventh Mountain is inherently risky. If you don’t accept it, you will go to the Holy Mountain to cause trouble.”

Li Youan’s clothes were flying and he said calmly.

Gu Chenglin grinned: “The Holy Mountain is so majestic, I can’t afford to offend it, and the Xiliang Kingdom can’t afford to offend it, but… I, Gu Chenglin, rarely find a son who likes him. He gathers demon bones, but he dies. In Da Zhao, I will not let the person who killed my son have an easy time.”

“What if he becomes the owner of the seventh mountain?”

Li Youan opened his eyes and looked at Gu Chenglin.

Gu Chenglin shook his head: “It is indeed powerful to be able to kill Gu Huangquan, but I think those geniuses on the Yuanmeng Falcon List are more powerful.”

“Then let’s wait until the results of the Seventh Mountain Master come out.”

Li Youan said calmly.

Gu Chenglin laughed: “Okay!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his smiling figure took a sharp breath.

Like a tornado, surging from the top of Fusong Mountain, the souls of the dead who were being saved by the monk Huikong were suddenly swept away by the tornado like a river, and swept away in the direction of the Canglang River.

Among them, Gu Huangquan’s twisted and frightened face was even more…

In the end, these dead souls, together with Gu Huangquan’s dead soul, were swallowed up by Gu Chenglin, the prince of Xiliang.

“My good son, you’d better return to your father’s body. Father will avenge you.”

After Gu Chenglin swallowed Gu Huangquan and the dead souls, his extremely pale skin became even paler, and two slightly raised devil bone horns even appeared on his forehead.

Li Youan watched Gu Huangquan’s struggling and frightened soul being swallowed up by his biological father Gu Chenglin, and couldn’t help but spit out two words in disgust: “Madman.”

Gu Chenglin wiped his mouth and laughed: “How can you become a devil without going crazy?!”

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Monk Huikong sat in the sunken pit, let out a long sigh, and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures in the quiet forest, even though the souls of the dead had been swept away and could no longer accept his salvation.

An Le, who continued to climb the mountain, seemed to feel something. He turned around and saw a terrifying tornado across the night sky, sweeping away the souls of the broken demon bones and the soul of Gu Huangquan…

It’s like sweeping away a galaxy.

The world was even filled with Gu Huangquan’s screams and a laugh coming from the Canglang River.

Anle frowned slightly, a trace of disgust emerged in his eyes, and he also said the same words as Li Youan: “Madman.”

Turning back, he continued to climb the mountain. The mountain gradually became steeper, and the jagged rocks were stepped on under his feet.

On a large rock, there is a clone of the soul sitting cross-legged. That is the third mountain master.

The cold moonlight splashed down from the high sky, reflecting the avatar of the soul, which was white and even somewhat holy.

When Anle saw the mountain master, he immediately felt that the Haoran sword energy that had been extradited and the Qingshan sword energy was surging out involuntarily.

It seemed to echo the figure sitting cross-legged.

Anle looked at the soul of the second mountain master in surprise, as if the soul was entirely composed of Haoran.

The soul of the second mountain master also looked over.

He nodded towards Anle, as if paying tribute to the awe-inspiring sword energy in Anle’s body.

Anle cupped her fists and bowed, and responded.

The sound of rustling footsteps echoed all around. The geniuses who passed the fourth mountain master level one after another came from the mountain.

But there are not many people left who can actually reach the Third Mountain Master.

Anle looked over. Ye Wenxi, Wang Qilin, Sima Pudu and other familiar people did not appear. They had obviously been brushed off.

Those who have truly passed the test of the fourth mountain master and set foot here are Shao Guanyin from Ganye Temple, Dao Zi from Zhenwu Temple, Gu Naihe, Princess of Xiliang Kingdom, and Tie Lie, Wotai, and Boqi from Yuanmeng Falcon Ranking…

In addition, there is another person who makes Anle quite surprised, that is the innocent and romantic girl Ge Xiaoe from the Yuanmeng Empire.

Because, like Anle, this is a place where one could break through six realms during the mountaineering process, but yet reach this point.

Tie Lie had a burly body, and his eyes exuded extreme oppression. His eyes swept over An Le, Shao Guanyin and Dao Zi. When he saw Bo Qi, Wo Tai and Ge Xiao E, he was not too surprised. .

On the contrary, Tuzhen was eliminated, which surprised him slightly, but that was all.

Tu Zhen was on the Falcon Ranking, and among them, he was already at the bottom.

Wotai’s eyes were fixed on Anle, with an undisguised fighting spirit. He had promised Ge Xiao’e that he would ask Anle about the content of Anle’s conversation with the Holy Master. If Anle didn’t tell him, he would beat Anle until he said it. Naturally, he was full of fighting spirit. Of course.

In this level of the Third Mountain Master, there are only eight geniuses left.

The third mountain master stood up from the big stone and glanced at everyone calmly. He treated everyone equally, and his eyes were full of righteousness and awe-inspiring.

“I originally set a test for you, but the First Mountain Lord suggested that we temporarily change the assessment method, so before facing the test of the First Mountain Lord… the rules of this level are still simple, keep fighting, the winner will advance ”

The third mountain master said.

As he finished speaking, four incomplete Mountain Lord Orders appeared in his hand.

This means that only four people can continue climbing and meet the second mountain owner.

“I won’t explain the rules any further. Next, determine your opponent.”

After the third Mountain Master finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and each of the four incomplete Mountain Master Orders was split into two again, turning into eight pieces, and shot towards eight people respectively.

Anle raised his hand and grabbed the broken mountain master’s order, raised his eyes and looked at his opponent…

Following the feeling in the mountain master’s order, Wotai looked at Anle, grinning with a fanatical and excited smile.

“God help me!”

“Xiao Goose, I will definitely do what I promised you.”

Wotai looked at Ge Xiao’e, tightened his grip on the incomplete mountain master’s order, and his eyes were blazing.

On the other side, Tie Lie looked at his opponent, Princess Gu Naihe of Xiliang, with eyes full of regret and loss.

He wanted to confront Anle, but unfortunately, fate was not at the right time.

He looked at Wotai and said: “Wotai, if you can kill him, kill him. I feel the insult to Your Majesty from him, don’t leave him alive!”

“I know.” Wotai responded excitedly.

An Le stood quietly. It seemed that these falcon list geniuses from the Yuan Meng Empire had strong murderous intentions towards him.

Anle’s eyes fell on Tie Lie. This man might have sensed something. The war puppet was a copy of the young Emperor Yuan. This man had the blood of Emperor Yuan?

On the other side, Shao Guanyin’s opponent is Birch, and Zhenwu Guan Daozi’s opponent is Ge Xiao’e.

The eight opponents are all determined.

The third mountain master raised his hand and tapped lightly, and suddenly there was a mighty surge, and it fell down. It actually divided the eight people into four areas. Each other could watch each other’s battle situation, but they could not affect the other.

Anle and Wotai are in the same area.

The battlefield had just been divided, and the fighting spirit in the eyes of the man wearing a sheepskin coat almost condensed into a solid stream of water.

Tie Lie didn’t make a move, he crossed his arms with his hands on his chest, his burly figure and solemn face staring at the battlefield where An Le was.

Gu Naihe had flaming red lips and an enchanting figure, but she didn’t care about being ignored by Tie Lie. She also had gleaming eyes as she looked at Anle, the young man who killed her brother.

There was no hatred in her eyes, and there was even a hint of passion. She wished that her whole body could be integrated into An Le’s body. Her uvula stretched out involuntarily and licked the corners of her lips.

Shao Guanyin and Birch did not compete, and they also chose to watch the battle.

Daozi and Ge Xiaoe naturally had no desire to take action. Ge Xiaoe also knew that he had no chance of winning. Instead, he watched the battle between Anle and Wotai with great anticipation.

Under the attention of all parties.

At the peak of Shuangliu Realm, An Le stared at the sheepskin jacket that was wrapped around his body and threw it up suddenly. Under the jacket, there were densely packed blades hidden.

The coat shook, and countless blades dropped down like dragon scales, densely intertwined, jingling, and under the sudden pressure of Wotai’s palm, they came overwhelmingly towards Anle to cut meticulously.

The mind and energy contained in each blade are extremely powerful, like ferocious wolves on the grassland!

Vaguely, there seemed to be an earth-colored dragon vein power intertwining around his back, amplifying his energy, blood and mind!

Emperor Yuanmeng had completely refined the eight dragon veins of the Middle Earth. The power of this dragon vein was directly fed back to all the subjects of the Yuanmeng Empire.

Geniuses gain more dragon vein increases!

At the peak of Wotai Shuangliu Realm, you can exercise your body and observe the sea of ​​qi, and practice the Shenxia Jue!

At this moment, the courage he displayed was much stronger than that of Gu Huangquan who was in the seventh level of body training.

Facing the dense flying knives, Anle tapped his finger, and the sword energy intertwined around his body. Every ray of sword energy collided with the flying knives, causing a roar, and the sword energy and sword energy swirled wildly.

This blade is obviously made of special materials and is extremely strong. After withstanding the impact of the sword energy, it spins more and more violently, making it even more powerful!

A look of surprise appeared in Anle’s eyes, these blades actually condensed into a formation!

The nest is far away, with his hands forming seals, and a cold look in his eyes: “You are so confident that you stood still and let me set up the ‘Waving Sword Formation’. Under the formation, all your attacks are just It will increase the power of the formation, and finally, the power of the formation will rise to a level that is difficult for you to resist!”

“You…will be killed by yourself!”

“Xiao Goose wants to know what you talked with the Holy Master, so I will give you a chance to live and tell me the content of your talk with the Holy Master. In addition, I will show the puppet. I want to see what you are doing. The puppet…is related to His Majesty, I will let you live.”

Wotai said lightly.

Anle glanced at Wotai, who was extremely confident, with surprise in his eyes.

An Le didn’t say much. He mentioned the Bamboo Sword Qingshan. In his Dantian, the sea of ​​​​qi boiled, and the demon tiger vision appeared. With a sword, the pure heart sword intention melted into the demon tiger vision!

Just like a painting of roaring tigers and mountains and rivers painted in one stroke, the sword energy around Anle was like ink, crashing into the sword array.

The impact of the blade array suddenly inflated like an inflated balloon.

Wotai’s eyes narrowed, and the power contained in this sword was actually comparable to the attack of a Seventh Realm practitioner!

This sword almost broke through the sword formation!

Wotai took a deep breath, and in the Niwan Palace between his brows, the souls were fighting for their eyes, and their hearts were pouring into the sword array.

However, not enough!

Anle’s sword was aimed at breaking the formation!

The glow is long, and Wotai, which is already at the peak of the six realms, at this moment, with the help of the surge of glow, lifts the body straight into the clouds, travels the world, and is free!

Having entered the Seventh Realm of God Refining, he grinned and his mind suddenly grew stronger, making it easier for him to control the Wave Sword Formation.

The formation was running, countless blades were clanking, the rotation speed was getting faster and faster, and the cutting air was shattered.

An Le’s sword with all his strength was transformed into the power of the formation, and with double the sharpness, it slashed and suppressed An Le’s body!

Wotai’s eyes were cold, he clenched his five fingers, and the dense blade formation suddenly shrank, constantly cutting and devouring the space around Anle, like a death cage, shrinking little by little.

“I’ll give you one last chance! You answer or you don’t answer!”

He just wanted to make Ge Xiaoe’s wish come true, that’s all.

An Le’s sword was fruitless, but his frown slowly relaxed: “I thought your formation could transform power infinitely. It turns out that the degree of power transformation is related to your god-refining cultivation… “

“In this case, if the power exceeds the limit that your god-refining cultivation level can bear, won’t this formation be broken?”

Anle smiled.

At this moment, he did not choose to use the energy of time.

First of all, the energy of time has a burden on Zhujian Qingshan. In addition, Anle mobilizes the energy of time to fight against the enemy, which consumes a lot of the mind. The Holy Master once said that the power of time is very powerful, and it is one of the top powers in the world.

If Anle didn’t have a light curtain, he wouldn’t be able to mobilize the power of time at all, and it’s understandable that it would consume a lot of money.

Of course, another reason is that Anle is now in the light curtain, and the time energy that can be collected for blessing has been exhausted, leaving only a ray of golden time energy extracted from the holy master. This ray of time energy… Anle I just can’t bear to waste natural resources here.

The bamboo sword was thrown up from the green mountain, and Anle’s finger pointed at the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows. The eyebrows opened and closed, and suddenly there was a long glow. The Yuan Shen, held up by the rays of light, opened his eyes and handed out the colorful glazed heart sword.

The Six Realm Heart Sword seems to be handed out from the mind space, overlapping with the Bamboo Sword Qingshan.

The demon tiger roars, the heart sword is glazed, and the sword intention is picturesque!

The three are intertwined, and at this moment, the sword light bursts out, brilliant and dazzling!

Before Anle handed over the sword, his mind moved, and the war puppet appeared directly beside Wotai.

Inside and outside… launched an attack at the same time!

Wotai suddenly turned his head to look at the burly war puppet that appeared out of thin air beside him. The pupils under the silver mask were filled with endless indifference. Just one glance made the blood circulation in Wotai’s body seem to be cold.

A two-part spear as black as ink suddenly overlapped and merged into one, and one spear stabbed down in an instant.

Between life and death, Wotai roared, and the blood of the sixth realm broke through the shackles at this moment, moving the blood mountain and appearing around him.

However, the black spear hit the blood mountain, and the power in the spear was like a black thunder that could pierce the mountain!

Wotai was pierced through the heart by a spear!

At the same time.

Anle’s sword also reached the limit of the wave sword formation. Wotai’s mind and soul were severely damaged, covered with cracks, as if he was knocked down from the clouds of freedom to the mortal world.

The blood in his mouth sprayed out, and the whole person fell into endless confusion.

The heart sword overlapped the bamboo sword and the green mountain, and one sword became a mountain and a river, passing by in an instant.

Wotai’s head flew high under the colorful sword light.

There was still confusion in Wotai’s eyes. He didn’t expect that he would die like this.

That black and mysterious puppet.

And Anle’s terrible sword that was integrated into the heart sword…

All of them were irresistible to him.

Behind him, the dragon vein power that was blessed, as Wotai’s head flew up, the heart was pierced, and it collapsed and disintegrated instantly.

And this dragon vein power that was about to disintegrate was swallowed up by the invincible golden dragon that emerged above Anle’s head, and the invincible force became more and more high and majestic.

When Wotai’s head flew high, it fell to the ground.

The whole Fusong Mountain was silent.

After the Qingshan flew back, Anle shook off the blood stains on it and wore it on his waist. In addition, the incomplete half of the Mountain Lord Order in Wotai also flew up and fell into his hand, merging into the half in his hand.

After finishing these slowly, Anle turned his head and looked at Tie Lie in the battlefield separated by the righteousness in the distance.

“If you want to know the content of my conversation with the Saint Master, it seems… you are not worthy.”

“As for the puppet… I can let you see it.”

ps: I have been typing with a notebook in my hometown for a while. I am not used to it. The writing may be a little awkward. I will be able to adjust it after I go back. Ten thousand words in two chapters. Please support me with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!

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