Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #267 - Chapter 267: The power of time first appears to kill the venerable master, and the seven-color god-b

The liberal arts college is surrounded by green mountains and vast distances.

Countless white walls and black tiles dotted the houses in the Jiangnan water town between the mountains, and all the students in blue and Confucian shirts came out.

There was a look of confusion on his face, and his heart felt empty, as if something had been taken away. His mind was not so clear, and his thoughts became muddy.

At the end of the day, the remaining stars, the current of electricity has not been extinguished, are shining across the forest tips.

The scholar’s shirts were flying one after another. They looked at the dark sky with a look of despair. They could see a stone tablet bathed in starlight, rising like a moving sea of ​​stars.

“Wenqu Monument…”

The Confucian-shirted students murmured.

Many of the great scholars who were studying in the academy were trembling slightly, with despair in their eyes.

The Wenqu Monument… has separated from the Wenyuan. From now on, the Wenqu Monument in Da Zhao… will no longer have a Wenqu Monument in charge, and it will no longer be considered orthodox in the world.

After Wenxinlin, there is a Beilu in a sea of ​​bamboos.

At this moment, Beilu is empty.

The two figures fell down in an instant, looking blankly at the hollowed-out Wenqu stele in the stele house. They only felt that their scalp was numb and their hairs stood on end.

The second wife Pang Ji was extremely old, his whole face was covered with ravines, and every ravine was trembling.

“The Wenqu Monument…why did you leave?”

Pang Ji’s body was shaking, and his cloudy eyes were filled with confusion and pain.

As a master of the Wen Yuan, he knew very well what it would mean to the Wen Yuan once the Wenqu Monument was separated.

The talents of the Zhao Dynasty will wither, Confucianism and Taoism will wither, and the future will be unsustainable. It will no longer be possible to produce talented literary and Taoist geniuses, and Haoran’s righteousness will no longer exist.

Although today’s liberal arts academy has many connections with the powerful, its students still produce some talented juniors every year.

Pang Ji knew that this was because of the Wenqu Monument. If the Wenqu Monument was in the Wen Yuan, the Wen Yuan was still a place that all scholars in the world yearned for and went to.

“Why else? The Great Zhao Dynasty can no longer keep the Wenqu Monument.” Next to Pang Ji, there is the official Zhu Huoxi. Zhu Huoxi’s eyes are much deeper, his scholar’s shirt is flying, but he is not as confused and sad as Pang Ji.

In fact, Zhu Huoxi had already anticipated today’s situation.

“Today’s Great Zhao, do you think we can still keep the Wenqu Monument? Leaving the Wenqu Monument in Lin’an is just an insult to the Wenqu Monument, and will gradually consume the talents in the Wenqu Monument.”

“Da Zhao has been transformed into a land of immortality, connected with the heavens. The national fate of the Zhao family has been betrayed by the emperor of the Zhao family and sold to the heaven. Can we, the scholars, still openly study in the great Zhao? Can we still feel at ease? “

Zhu Huoxi shook his head, his words filled with heaviness and relief.

“Today’s liberal arts academy is no longer worthy of being called a liberal arts academy.”

“I heard that Master Wang reopened an academy in Xiliang City. Now it has attracted many scholars from all over the world. Every day and night there are scholars arguing about knowledge, and the talents and talents collide with each other. There… maybe it is The real liberal arts academy is where scholars’ hopes and dreams begin.”

Zhu Huoxi put his hands behind his back and said softly.

“Da Zhao has lost his heart.”

Zhu Huoxi shook his head and said nothing more. He turned around and left the Academy step by step.

Where should he go? Maybe… he should go to Wang Banshan’s academy to study.

Wang Banshan wanted to reform the Academy of Literature, but he never had the ability to do it, and no one supported him, so he gave up the Academy, left the Academy, gave up his identity as a master of the Academy, and traveled around the world. After the fall of Xiliang , an academy was reopened on the rebuilt Xiliang City.

The academy was Wang Banshan’s original intention, and it was the place where literati showed their purest literary talent and talent.

Zhu Huoxi felt that he should like it.

As a senior official of the Academy of Arts, he has made enough contributions to the current Academy of Arts.

He did not participate in the quarrel between Da Zhao and the Confucian scholars in the Academy of Literature. He focused on learning and studying various classics. He silently guarded the Wenqu Monument and fulfilled his greatest responsibility.

But now, Wenqu Monument is gone.

It also means that Zhu Huoxi should leave.

…

Compared with the departure of Wenqu Monument, Wu Kuishi rushed out of the Martial Temple, but it did not cause much disturbance.

The martial arts warriors in the martial arts temple had their blood boiling and cheered with great anticipation and excitement.

Wu Kuishi was not treated like Wenqubei in Lin’an at all. Instead, he became the target of various suppressions by Emperor Zhao because he had helped Anle before.

Today’s Wu Kui Stone is no longer even a treasure of the Martial Temple. It is guarded by heavy troops sent by Emperor Zhao. Even the martial artists of the Martial Temple who want to see Wu Kui Stone and forge their bodies in front of Wu Kui Stone have lost their chance.

Therefore, now that Wu Kuishi was out of trouble, they were naturally cheering for it.

In the martial arts temple, one after another warriors and generals with intertwined energy and blood rushed out. They roared wildly, they followed Wu Kuishi happily, and ran wildly towards the most tightly guarded sky prison in Lin’an Mansion.

…

…

boom!

!

The tribulation thunder in the eleventh realm is extremely terrifying and contains the power of fate.

With the emergence of the power of fate, Anle can basically determine who is the person who wants to use the power of the Tribulation Thunder to kill him.

It was Uncle Yan Tong, the former owner of the First Mountain.

The thunder fell, like plasma, wrapping around and bathing Uncle Yan Tong’s body. At this moment, the white-haired old man showed an unparalleled posture.

After he escaped from the Lishan Ancient Tomb, he began to plan and calculate. Naturally, he had heard of An Le’s power, so he was thinking of ways to deal with An Le.

Finally he thought of it.

He set up a trap and arranged a killing plan, intending to use the tribulation thunder of the eleventh realm to kill Anle.

This is a sure-fire situation. Either he dies, it’s euthanasia, or… they die together.

However, Uncle Yan Tong still hopes for euthanasia, and his glimmer of hope is actually among them…

If he can kill Anle, then his destiny will be clear, and everything he sees will be extremely clear, because the variables have disappeared, and he will naturally be able to see everything clearly.

Then his destiny will be able to condense the origin, step into the eleventh realm, and become the most powerful person in the world.

This was his purpose to use Ye Longsheng and Di Zang as traps and set up a lightning formation next to the prison.

boom!

!

Thunder fell with a crash.

Both Wenqu Stele and Wu Kuishi appeared, making Uncle Yan Tong a little surprised.

These are two third-level treasures, the Wenqu Stele and the Wu Kui Stone, both of which have been passed down for thousands of years. The Wen Qu Stele is a Confucian and Taoist treasure, and the Wu Kui Stone is a military treasure.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the few that are truly powerful are Confucianists and military strategists.

Since Uncle Yan Tong has already launched an attack, there is naturally no possibility of stopping. If he stops at this time, he will definitely be burned to death by the thunder, his body will die, and all his efforts will be wasted!

“Planning to use the power of destiny to destroy the connection between the Great Zhao Dynasty, Wenqu Stele and Wu Kuishi?”

“In fact, there is no need to do this. The fate of the country of Zhao was betrayed by Zhao Tianyan. The connection between the Wenqu Monument and Wu Kuishi and the Zhao will be slowly and automatically severed, but you… can’t wait any longer.”

Uncle Yan Tong’s body was filled with plasma, and his eyes became extremely bright!

“If you use the two third-level treasures of Wenqu Stele and Wu Kuishi to stop this killing calamity, then there may be a chance of success!”

“After all, they are two third-level treasures…”

“But you didn’t choose to do this. You just planned to use the tribulation thunder to wash away and cut off the fateful connection between the two treasures and Da Zhao!”

“You are too arrogant!”

Uncle Yan Tong said angrily.

Today, he wants to kill Anle, kill this huge variable, and restore clarity to the world!

The variables brought about by happiness are really difficult to capture.

Just like Uncle Yan Tong, he couldn’t imagine that Anle could actually fight against the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor, trying to hinder the expansion of the Immortal Land with his own efforts!

What a monster!

If such a monster is killed by him, the fate of heaven and earth will be clear.

Then the fate feedback he gets must be extremely majestic!

boom!

!

It was as if an extremely huge electric dragon rolled and struck hard on the Wenqu stele. Countless figures in Confucian robes were annihilated, and the sound of reciting poems that filled the sky and earth disappeared.

Countless electric snakes wandered on the Wenqu Monument.

On the other side, Wu Kuishi also roared, making a muffled sound, and the current rushed and intertwined, as if the energy and blood were being washed away and shattered.

The shadows of Wukui of past dynasties shown in the Wukui Stone also fell apart.

This is the tribulation thunder of the eleventh realm, extremely terrifying!

However, it was precisely because of this terrifying thunder that the connection between the two treasures washed away and the fate of the country of Zhao began to break.

Although the fortune of the country of Zhao was sacrificed by Zhao Tianyan using the Immortal Ascension Technique.

But it doesn’t mean that this national destiny has disappeared.

At this moment, as the thunder of fate washed away, the connection between Wenqu Stele and Wu Kuishi and the national destiny of the Zhao Dynasty was truly severed.

However, this is what Anle hopes for.

White clothes fluttered, and Anle stood in the ruins of the shattered Tianlao. Within the ruins, Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and Ye Wenxi, who had already been under the terrifying pressure, raised their heads with difficulty to watch.

The tribulation thunder of the eleventh realm made them feel a nightmare-like feeling of terror.

Ye Longsheng and Di Zang are peerless generals who have perfected the Nine Realms. What they face is the Nirvana Fire among the three disasters in the Ten Realms. However, the third disaster in the Ten Realms is the Thunder of Annihilation, which is extremely terrifying.

The tribulation thunder of the eleventh realm in front of me is far more powerful than the thunder of annihilation.

If Anle’s aura hadn’t expanded, supporting them from the pressure of the tribulation thunder, they might have knelt on the ground directly under the tribulation thunder, without even having the strength to raise their heads.

This was the first time that Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and Ye Wenxi truly saw Anle’s strength.

It is different from the general who defended the city who easily bounced to the nine realms at the city gate. It is different from the immortal who was frightened away by An Le’s appearance. It is also different from the confrontation with the relegated immortal Zhao Xianyou who is elusive and cannot see the specific strength.

Only at this moment, when facing the calamity thunder of the eleventh realm, with calm expression and no change of expression, can we most intuitively feel the powerful strength of Anle.

“Uncle Yan Tong.”

Anle looked at Uncle Yan Tong with a calm expression. The surrounding rubble and rubble were flowing backwards and rising into the air under the terrifying aura formed by the eleventh realm tribulation thunder.

Facing the tribulation thunder in the eleventh realm, Anle really had no intention of using Wenqu Stele and Wu Kuishi to resist it.

His trip to Lin’an had three main purposes.

One is to meet Zhao Xianyou and judge Zhao Xianyou’s strength.

The second purpose is to save Ye Longsheng and Di Zang, especially Di Zang, who is an old friend of Anle. When Anle was weak, he once extended a helping hand, so Anle will come to save them, which is considered as repayment in terms of karma.

The third purpose is to take away Wenqu Stele and Wu Kuishi.

Not to mention Wu Kuishi, Anle and Wu Kuishi have a very deep relationship. The previous Wukui in Wu Kuishi have appeared and helped Anle create the Five Ancient Demons, and pointed out the direction for Anle’s growth.

Therefore, Wu Kuishi has a close relationship with Anle. In today’s Zhao Dynasty, Wu Kuishi will only be polluted if he stays here, so Anle wants to take it away and place it in Dali City.

On the other side, Wenqu Stele and Anle also have a relationship. Anle once extradited Haoran on Wenqu Stele and formed Haoran’s sword energy, so he can also extradite Wenqu Stele.

Anle has made plans to place these two treasures.

Wu Kuishi settled in Dali City and trained unparalleled generals.

The Wenqu Monument was placed in the Western Liang, because the third concubine Wang Banshan built a new academy in the Western Liang, attracting scholars from all over the world, and all the world’s literary talents gathered in the Western Liang.

The original Xiliang… was the capital of the Demon Kingdom. Too many people died, there were too many wronged souls, and there were too many dead, ghost, and evil spirits.

And Wang Banshan built the academy in Xiliang with the intention of using the world’s talents to wash away the evil spirits and evil spirits of the demon country.

Therefore, Anle felt that it was most appropriate for the Wenqu Monument to be placed in the west beam.

boom!

!

Wenqu stele and Wu Kuishi are all spread across it.

On An Le’s body, there was a brilliant silver light, and the third-level treasure Void Armor directly covered the body. He climbed up to the sky step by step, and headed towards the peerless tribulation thunder wrapped up by Uncle Yan Tong.

The spine pillars roared, and the energy and blood rolled like rivers and seas. The four mountain and river tripods rushed out of the apertures and turned into four streams of light, forming a mountain and river community map.

The power of the holy weapon is intertwined in the air!

Of course, Anle also knew the terror of the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder. With his cultivation of Tenth Realm and One Disaster, he might be able to block the power of the Tribulation Thunder by manipulating the holy weapon, but he could not completely block it.

As for the Shanhe Sheji Tu, Anle had actually shown it in his previous confrontation with Zhao Xianyou.

Uncle Yan Tong should have known about it, but he still extradited the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder because he was convinced that Anle could not fully exert the power of the holy weapon. As long as the Tribulation Thunder can penetrate out, it is absolutely impossible with the One Disaster cultivation level. Block!

boom!

!

One-third of the scroll of the Mountains and Rivers Map was covered in countless plasmas, with electric currents intertwining and raging in them, constantly roaring, and constantly exploding.

Subsequently, the plasma penetrated through the Sheji Diagram and the four mountain and river tripods.

In the plasma, Uncle Yan Tong’s figure emerged!

“Anle!

! “

Uncle Yan Tong was clothed in the power of the Destiny Avenue, Thunder Tribulation, like a god walking out of the sea of ​​thunder. His eyes burst out with brilliant lightning, and he grabbed it with his bare hands, as if he had grabbed a spear.

With his burning eyes, killing peace and happiness and killing variables, his destiny will be complete, and his cultivation will jump to the next level, and even the future path of cultivation will be smooth, until he reaches the supreme position in the world!

And the key point of all this is happiness!

“die!”

Uncle Yan Tong’s murderous intent reached an unprecedented height at this moment. This was the most terrifying wave of murderous intent he had ever unleashed and displayed.

Anle’s white clothes were flying in the strong wind, and her body was already floating.

In the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows, the souls competed for their eyes, the glow was brilliant, and his murderous intention was also extremely strong.

For this former No. 1 Mountain Master, although they were once in the same sect, the other party has never stopped obstructing his cultivation path.

At this moment, the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Lei was extradited to kill him, a newcomer to the Tenth Realm.

How much hatred?

However, Anle does not blame Uncle Yan Tong, because he knows that his existence has blocked Uncle Yan Tong’s path and blocked Uncle Yan Tong’s avenue.

If Uncle Yan Tong wants to continue to become stronger and find a smooth path, he must kill Anle.

Anle is understandable.

But understanding is understanding, which does not mean that Anle will be captured without mercy, because Uncle Yan Tong wants to kill him, which is tantamount to killing Anle’s life and cutting off all Anle’s future practice.

Therefore, this can actually be regarded as a moral dispute.

Dao disputes… have nothing to do with right or wrong.

Only life and death!

Anle raised her hand and placed it between her eyebrows.

Tao Fruit, all the power of the true age and Tao in the Tao Drink is released by Anle.

At this moment, Anle showed not the power of the avenue of space, but the power of the avenue of time…

A most powerful force that even a Saint Master recognizes!

It was as if I saw a long winding river. In the long river, there were waves, and each wave reflected various pictures. They were pictures from the past, and each picture spanned time and space.

There is a picture of the time when the world was first created.

There are scenes of the strongest humans fighting ferocious beasts in ancient times.

There is a picture of a human leader taking fire from the sky and changing the destiny of the human race.

There is also a picture of an era when a hundred schools of thought are contending, geniuses emerge in large numbers, the human race’s luck in cultivation is flourishing, and the world is turbulent.

There is also a scene of a human emperor who raised his sword and pointed at the sky thousands of years ago, attacking the sky in reverse!

These pictures are constantly flowing, misty and becoming air currents, which are incomparably mysterious and magical.

An Le’s body roared and his flesh and blood vibrated. This was the first time that he had used the power of the real path of time so unreservedly.

Facing the tribulation thunder in the eleventh realm, Anle actually knew very well that if he fought forcefully, it would be difficult to defeat the tribulation thunder, and it would even make the thunder more and more powerful.

It can be said that Uncle Yan Tong at this moment can be regarded as a true source of the eleventh realm.

With the help of the power of Thunder Tribulation, he completed the level jump.

If you survive this disaster, you can complete the condensation of the origin and achieve transcendence in power!

And Anle completely drained the power of the real time stored in the Daoyin Daoguo, and not only that, he also used a lot of stored time and purple time.

At this moment, Anle felt the power swelling in his body, and his flesh and blood seemed to be unable to bear it. He was about to burst, shattered, and die.

However, on his body, there were ancient scriptures emerging. It was the ancestral scripture of the human way, a very ancient scripture. The golden scriptures were all over Anle’s body and internal organs, like a big net, trapping and stabilizing Anle’s flesh and blood, which was very resilient and would not be shattered under the impact of energy.

And this was Anle’s performance of doing his best. It can be said that it was the first time that he completely burst out his strongest power.

He did not rely on the treasure, nor did he rely on the holy weapon.

It was a simple and pure explosion of his own power.

This is the importance of the eleventh realm of tribulation thunder.

Even a strong man like the Yuan Meng Emperor suffered a heavy blow when he passed the eleventh realm disaster. Anle dare not underestimate him.

Although he can kill the half-step origin now, what if… he capsizes in the gutter because of the thunder, then there is no place to regret!

Boom!

The bamboo sword Qingshan floated up and was held in Anle’s hand. The violent power flowed into the sword from the flesh. At this moment, this broken bamboo sword was still able to withstand the surging power of the real time avenue in Anle’s body.

Even vaguely, on the bamboo sword… there was even a hidden, strange sword energy that Anle had never felt before.

Countless sword energy and sword light were sweeping, rushing straight into the bullfight and straight into the sky!

The blood of the flesh was boiling, and the long river of the soul was raising huge waves!

Facing Yan Tongshu, who was close to his body and holding the thunder spear to kill him, Anle handed out a sword.

One sword is Yin, and one sword is Yang!

It was the Yin-Yang sword energy that he had just realized from the battle with the exiled immortal Zhao Xianyou!

Boom!

The sword wheel that seemed to be a mixture of black and white was slowly pushed out, crashing into the thunder spear that was shining with extreme light.

The collision between the sword and the spear was like the collision of the two top forces between heaven and earth!

Even Anle, at this moment, felt that his body was a little difficult to support, and he could not continue. His flesh and blood were broken and turned blood red.

Because Anle’s body could not bear such a majestic power of the real time avenue.

This was Anle’s last resort.

In order to powerfully kill the robbery thunder, he used it completely at this moment!

Thunder, annihilated…

The sword energy of virtuality and reality, Yin and Yang are like wheels.

The thunder spear was broken into pieces, and countless plasmas seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and all of them disappeared into nothingness.

The expectation and enthusiasm on Yan Tongshu’s face began to solidify, and then, disbelief emerged in his eyes. He didn’t seem to expect that the result would be like this.

His flesh and blood began to crumble, even the eleventh level of the Tribulation Thunder could not withstand this terrifying sword energy.

This is definitely not an ordinary sword energy!

“What kind of power is this?”

Yan Tongshu felt that his flesh and blood seemed to be decaying, as if he had experienced the changes of time, and under a sword, it was cut off.

Yan Tongshu stared at Anle and murmured.

Anle’s body was blood red, his black hair was vigorous, but his face was very calm.

“The power of time.”

Anle said.

Let Yan Tongshu die with a clear mind.

Everyone is a seeker of the Tao. Yan Tongshu wanted to kill Anle, but it was just to kill Anle, a mess of fate, this person who could not be seen through.

If it were someone else, who could mess up fate and mess up the future, Yan Tongshu would also spare no effort to attack.

Because this is a fight for the Tao.

Boom!

The sword light galloped between heaven and earth, the virtual and real sword energy, the yin and yang sword wheel, like cutting time and pushing years!

Yan Tongshu disappeared in the sky, and the sword energy was like a gust of wind, blowing his bones into ashes and dissipating in the wind.

This sword was really amazing, even amazing the whole world.

Ye Longsheng and Di Zang were dumbfounded, stunned, and even fanaticism appeared in their eyes.

Such power should be enough to challenge the Yuan Mongolian emperor, right? !

Going north across the river to attack Yuan, perhaps… following Anle is the most promising one.

All the practitioners in Lin’an City were silent, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

On the Feihu Immortal Mountain, the Buddha Land Lingshan Arhat, who was half a step away from the origin, was stunned.

“What kind of monster is this? This sword… I’m afraid anyone below the third-turn immortal can be killed. Monster, it’s really a monster!”

“Such a style, amazing and peerless, even when the Buddha was young, the Lord of Heaven was in his prime, it was no more than this.”

Outside the Tianlao, which had long been reduced to ruins.

Prince Zhao Shenyan collapsed to the ground, trembling all over. He looked at the young man in white clothes in the air, who looked like a god or demon. The fear in his heart was like a shadow covering the sky and the sun, completely covering him.

“How could this be… Sir… How could he fail?”

“This is the calamity of the eleventh realm, the eleventh realm! Is there an eleventh realm in the world today? This is a legendary realm!”

Zhao Shenyan felt his mentality collapse a little.

That is the difference between one thought and one thought.

Yan Tongshu used the calamity of the eleventh realm, and he thought it was a sure thing. But who would have thought that Anle, who was only in the tenth realm and one disaster realm, could easily block the calamity thunder, and even wiped out the power of the calamity thunder that integrated the power of the destiny avenue with one sword!

It was simply…amazing to the heavens and the earth!

And all of Zhao Shenyan’s confidence, all of his expectations and hopes were shattered by this sword, and completely dissipated with the ashes of Yan Tongshu.

Can Zhao Shenyan deal with such a monster?

In the Tianxuan Palace of Lin’an Imperial City.

The Zhao family emperor fell on the dragon throne like a puddle of mud.

Even if his life span was extended, he did not have the slightest joy, but only endless terror.

If Anle wanted to kill all the creatures in Lin’an today, and wanted to kill him, the Zhao family emperor…

I’m afraid he could do it easily.

However, the Zhao family emperor’s only hope is that the immortals in heaven will not let him die so easily, because his existence itself represents the national destiny of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

If he dies, the national destiny will collapse, and the immortal land will naturally collapse.

Perhaps, this is the only comfort for Zhao Tianyan, the Zhao family emperor.

In the peach blossom courtyard.

Petals flying.

Zhao Xianyou raised his hand and picked up a petal of the falling peach blossom, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

“Such a sword…”

“This boy actually retained his strength during the confrontation with me…”

Zhao Xianyou murmured.

Such a powerful sword, even the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor, would find it difficult to resist.

He had to use the power of Zhenwu.

“There is a monster in the world… Can the Ascension Plan really succeed easily?”

At this moment, Zhao Xianyou was also a little confused.

…

…

Boom!

!

The terrifying aura was still spreading and intertwined, suppressing everyone’s heart. The whole Lin’an seemed to be facing a world-destroying disaster.

Black clouds were hanging in the sky, and countless thunder plasmas rolled in them, like angry dragons roaring.

However, with the death of Yan Tongshu, the strong man who led the thunder, the disaster ended without a disease and began to slowly dissipate.

As for Anle, the battle was ended in one second.

This first eleventh realm tribulation was considered as one he had passed through, and he passed through it in an alternative way without knowing it.

“However, this is not my eleventh realm tribulation, my eleventh realm tribulation… must be more terrifying than this.”

Anle was emitting heat all over his body, as if a furnace was burning and releasing scorching heat waves.

Thunder was intertwined and entangled between every inch of his flesh and blood.

However, as Yan Tongshu was killed by him, this strong man who officially crossed over to the realm of the eleventh realm origin master was killed by Anle… It was naturally judged that Anle crossed the border to kill the enemy.

And it was genuine, killing the eleventh realm origin master in his prime with real swords and guns.

The majestic origin pure air feedback was like a great river sweeping and surging in the Jedi.

The origin pure air feedback from the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit was extremely pure and real. Originally, Anle had guessed that this origin pure air was the supreme origin.

But later, he discovered that this original pure energy might be directly taken from the origin of heaven and earth itself, and its significance was extraordinary.

Boom boom boom!

A circle of air waves began to expand and expand continuously with Anle’s body as the center.

Anle stood in the air in white clothes, slightly closing his eyes.

The original breath flowed, madly pouring into the limbs and bones, as well as the mind space, nourishing and repairing the slight injuries on Anle’s body. After the repair, the shattered thunder power flowed like a thread, tempering Anle’s body.

The internal organs were shining, and the scriptures of the Human Dao Zujing flashed with golden light, as if they were alive, madly intertwined on the surface of Anle’s body, as if they were wriggling. Anle’s perception of the Human Dao Zujing seemed to rise rapidly at this moment.

The third ancient scripture emerged in his heart and was silently operated by him.

Boom!

!

Finally, under the blessing of the original pure energy feedback of the Fearless Heart Dao Fruit, Anle’s body broke free from the shackles and jumped directly from the late stage of the Ten Realms and One Disaster to the physical level comparable to the Ten Realms and Two Disasters.

The long river of the soul also underwent a transformation, rolling huge waves, and the power of the mind seemed to have been tempered and became extremely condensed!

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a terrifying storm sweeping in.

It showed seven colors, very gorgeous, but extremely cold, making every practitioner in Lin’an City feel that their minds were frozen and facing death.

It was as if their souls would be blown away by the wind.

“Ten Realms and Two Disasters, Seven-Colored God-Breaking Wind!”

On the Feihu Immortal Mountain, the Buddha Land Arhat stared. As a strong man at the half-step origin level, he could easily recognize the disaster that Anle was facing at the moment.

The fire of Nirvana, the wind that breaks the gods, the thunder of annihilation!

These are the three disasters that practitioners of the ten realms need to face. Every time they survive a disaster, their strength will be greatly improved.

Finally, if they impact the eleventh realm tribulation thunder, they can ascend to the eleventh realm and become the venerable of the world, the immortal king of heaven!

“Are you going to survive the second disaster?”

“But this is… Lin’an, the place of ascension… Anle is actually going through the tribulation here so openly?”

The half-step origin arhat of the Buddha’s land Lingshan suddenly showed a strange look on his face.

There was also a feeling of frustration.

He felt humiliated and ignored.

Anle went through the tribulation here openly, and undoubtedly did not take him, the half-step origin, seriously, and felt that he could not pose any threat.

How humiliating!

“Amitabha, the Buddha said that one must have the beauty of a human being. This son is so stunning that he can surpass those who have survived the tribulation in the eleventh realm, and he has broken through the two disasters in the tenth realm… He deserves to be able to transcend the tribulation.”

“I am the Buddha with mercy.”

On the Flying Tiger Fairy Mountain, Arhat murmured, then clasped his palms together, lowered his eyes, and closed his eyes.

Out of sight is pure.

If you want to be humiliated for your happiness, then be humiliated.

The seven-color God-breaking wind swept across, how terrifying… It was the strongest God-breaking wind among the two disasters.

Just like the Nirvana Heavenly Fire that Anle once faced, the Colorful Breaking Divine Wind is a power on the same level as the Nirvana Heavenly Fire!

In the mind space, the Anle Soul River roars. The second-order Soul River is extremely powerful. Let the seven-color God-breaking Wind blow, the big waves on the river become stronger and stronger under the seven-color God-breaking Wind. Unbroken.

The spiritual river has even become stronger because of this, and has even achieved a level jump, starting to approach the third-level spiritual river!

Of course, it is obviously impossible to rush to the third level of the spiritual river in one go. Anle predicts that if he wants to let the spiritual river transform and reach the third level, he may have to complete the ten realms and three disasters, or… truly set foot on it. It is only possible in the eleventh realm.

However, at this moment, he wrote lightly and used extremely powerful spiritual power to survive the two disasters and the seven-color god-breaking wind. Anle’s mind became stronger and his soul was transformed.

In the Dao Fruit space, every Time Dao Fruit seems to be agitated by the transformed soul at this moment, thus achieving a slight improvement in the rank of Dao Fruit.

After the Dao Fruit Space, the long river of time flows like a river.

The Tao Drink Tao Fruit that was originally squeezed dry is like a giant whale drinking guzzlingly. It absorbs and condenses the majestic power of the real Tao of Time and stores it in it. It blooms with brilliance in the Tao Fruit space.

The Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit was almost cheering with excitement, hovering around Dao Yin Dao Fruit like a joy.

Secretly picking up some of the overflowing true power of the avenue of time…

This secretly obtained power of the true path of time… makes the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit so satisfied that it almost sinks. It is completely inseparable from Anle.

At this moment, Anle was sitting cross-legged above the broken Lin’an Tianlao.

The aura on his body began to recover from the weakness caused by the great terror during the confrontation…

From the outside in, from the inside out.

An unprecedented violent transformation of body and mind that only he could perceive was going on quietly.

The breath of recovery goes from weak to strong, from subtle to vigorous.

Until the end, in the perception of all the practitioners in Lin’an, there was no longer any cover, and the vastness was concentrated.

Like the abyss, like the sea, like the bright sun!

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