Chapter 128: A Ray of Purple-Golden Time, Seeing the Emperor of the World Attack the Sky

The green mountains are still there, and the sword energy is still flowing.

After killing the immortal, you can see the stone statue of the emperor. There are thousands of corpses under the statue, and the blood of the immortal flows like the vast sea.

No matter how the years change, the stone statue of the emperor still stands with his hands behind his back, his eyes are calm, his hair is not messy, his clothes are neat, and his appearance is still the same, never wavering.

Invisible majesty emanates from the stone statue, patrolling the world that belongs to him.

Anle felt a supreme majesty, but unlike the pressure of the immortal presented in the mist before, this majesty did not mean to make him kneel down, and even made him feel like a spring breeze, as if there were soft laughter echoing around.

It was as if the ancient stone statue that had been sealed for endless years was whispering softly.

"Here it comes."

It was as if the two words of calm were waiting for the destined person who had torn through the years for thousands of years.

The world was calm, and the sword energy was like a breeze.

It seemed that the sun broke through the clouds, and birds shone on the stone paths in the mountains. There was no time in the mountains, and everything seemed to be the same as before.

Anle had a bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, and the whole person was restored to good condition, as if the pressure from the immortals he had suffered before was just an illusion.

But Anle was sure that it was not an illusion. In the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows, the sword furnace clanged, and the Yuanshen sat on a heart sword with seven-colored glazed glass. It was no longer a sword embryo, but a complete heart sword!

When facing the giant sword dropped by the immortal before, Anle gave birth to the heart sword in his eyebrows to resist.

At that last moment, the heart sword embryo was completely tempered and successfully forged, becoming a real heart sword.

Anle's heart sword was tempered with pride and forged with unyielding!

A sword has bones, and Anle's pride is the root of the heart sword!

Anle took a slow step, and his feet stepped on the gravel and dust on the ground, making a rustling sound.

The green hills are covered with green bamboos, and the fallen bamboo leaves cover the ground. It feels quite soft when you step on them.

The stone figurine is located on the stone path at the foot of the mountain, smiling and looking into the distance.

The stone figurine is so exquisitely crafted that it seems like a real person standing there. Every carving, every detail, and even every hair is clearly visible.

If you look at it suddenly, you will think it is a real person!

Anle looked at the stone figurine and felt a strong sense of familiarity for some reason.

However, in fact, Anle really didn't know who this stone figurine was, but from its clothes, it can be recognized that the other party should be an emperor, an emperor with overwhelming power.

There are immortal corpses under his feet. What kind of battle did he experience before?

For some people, even if you don't know his identity or his name, as long as you see it with your own eyes, your mind will involuntarily emerge with the world's evaluation of him since ancient times, corresponding to the name that shocked the world.

"That... Qin Shi Huang?"

An Le's eyes were a little hazy, and he approached step by step with a sword on his waist.

The sword energy was like a breeze, blowing through all the bamboo forests in the mountains. The bamboo sea rustled gently, and a few bamboo leaves like swords rolled in the air, staggered across An Le's shoulders and hair.

Here, it seemed that the years were peaceful and incomparably quiet.

"I am An Le, and I meet you, senior."

Walking in front of the stone figurine, An Le clasped his fists and bowed, respectfully saluting.

It was not like the pride he had when facing the phantom of the immortal, but the humble greeting of seeing the senior.

The world was calm, and only An Le's clear voice was echoing.

It was as expected.

After An Le maintained the posture of saluting and bowing for a while, he felt that there would really be no response.

He then slowly straightened up.

However, just after he straightened up.

The stone figurine seemed to no longer be looking into the distance, no longer overlooking the world that belonged to him, but looking at Anle. Although he was still smiling, his smile was somewhat gentle.

"Good."

The gentle voice, with an echo, sounded in Anle's ears.

It was like a thunder that cut through time and space and years.

Anle's eyes shrank slightly, staring at the stone figurine, as if at this moment, the stone figurine seemed to be alive.

This stone figurine... alive?

Anle took a deep breath.

The bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, however, began to tremble slightly at this moment, accompanied by the stone figurine's words, and then floated up, flew towards the stone figurine, and floated in front of the stone figurine.

Behind the stone figurine, there was a quiet stone path that extended all the way to the top of the mountain, where you could feel the posture of being on top of the mountain and overlooking all the mountains.

However, Anle was not in a hurry to climb the mountain. At this moment, he was concerned about whether the stone figurine was still alive.

Does the First Emperor, who unified the world and brought the four seas together ten thousand years ago, really still have a will in the world!

If so, it is incredible.

According to the popularization given by Zhao Huangting, the limit for the ninth realm practitioners is no more than five hundred years. Only after breaking through the tenth realm can they increase their lifespan, but they cannot achieve immortality.

For practitioners, living for a thousand years is incredible.

Although it may be easier to retain the will, it is naturally extremely terrifying to be able to retain ten thousand years.

"Those who can hold the green mountain must have the pride of not fearing the immortals."

"Dare to kill the immortals in the sky, and you will be a swordsman in the world."

"My swordsmanship, my will, are all in the green mountain."

The faint voice seemed to surge along the eternal river of time, resounding in Anle's ears, and a sudden strong wind blew above the green mountain.

Anle saw the green mountain floating in front of the stone figurine, and slowly wore it around the waist of the stone figurine.

Just like it has always been worn on Anle's waist.

It's like the overlapping of two figures.

Anle only felt a roar in his heart. Then, looking at the stone figurines, he felt a unique transformation taking place on the stone figurines.

It seems that there is a close connection with the stone figurines.

With understanding, Anle raised his hand and grabbed the emperor's stone figurine!

Boom!

The entire green mountain was shaking, and the majestic sword energy kept shouting, as if countless immortal souls buried in the green mountain were roaring.

Anle carried the emperor's stone figurines and stepped onto the stone steps above the green mountain.

All of a sudden...

An invisible wind wave suddenly swept across, blowing away the dead leaves on the moss-covered stone steps, revealing a stone path that seemed to have been untrodden for thousands of years.

The upper level of moss marks is green.

On the top of the green mountain, a man in green clothes carries a stone figurine and climbs the green mountain.

When Anle stepped on the stone steps, he felt that there was a special power surging from the mountains hidden in the stone steps!

Another figure in the shape of a lake appeared in front of his eyes, and the Immortal's pressure was like a mountain pressing down on him.

However, the emperor's stone figurine that An Le was carrying seemed to have handed out a sword. A pure and domineering sword intent surged, and in an instant, the phantom of the immortal was directly chopped off.

Anle only felt that there seemed to be a trace of sword intent in the inner elixir of his Dantian, which condensed into tiny golden elixirs like rice grains.

Just after climbing the first level, Anle felt a little tired.

If you want to reach the top of the green mountain, there are at least ten thousand steps...

Can he reach the top?

As soon as such thoughts emerged, Anle drove them out of his mind without hesitation.

Just go, we just climbed the mountain, why bother thinking so much?

Just try your best to carry this 10,000-year-old imperial stone figurine to the top of the mountain.

Exhaling a breath, Anle took another step.

After crossing another level, another phantom of an immortal appeared, and the pressure swept over him like the sky was falling.

However, on the stone figurines, the sword light reappeared.

The immortal was beheaded and blood was spilled!

Within Anle Dantian, the Sword Intent Golden Pill is a little stronger.

Climb a ladder and kill an immortal.

Kill an immortal in one step.

Anle carried the emperor's stone figurines up ten steps in total, killing ten immortals in ten steps. Anle's state reached the extreme, and his whole body, blood, mind and spirit could no longer support him to continue.

However, Anle found that under such circumstances, the training of his body and soul seemed to have a huge increase.

On the tenth step, there is a gentle breeze above the green mountains.

The emperor's stone figurines fell, and Anle sat cross-legged, breathing heavily.

Within the dantian, a rice-sized golden elixir of sword intent that could kill an immortal was floating quietly.

This is a very majestic and powerful force.

That kind of sword intent is filled with a kind of divinity.

If it weren't for the divine sword body, Anle might not be able to gather the sword intent revealed when the emperor's stone figurines killed the immortals.

And this sword intention may be Anle's great opportunity to attack Qingshan this time.

The world is quiet.

Anle no longer continues to climb, and no fairy visions appear on the green mountain.

The emperor's stone figurines stood quietly on the steps, seeming to be looking at the clouds and mists dispersing, revealing the clear and bright scenery of the sky and the earth. Unfortunately, the scenery outside was chaotic.

Anle sat on the stone steps, raised his head and looked at the emperor's stone figurines, as if he saw a trace of nostalgia on the face of the stone figurines.

Suddenly, looking at the An Le of the stone figurine, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Not that the stone figurines came to life.

Instead, Anle saw that the body of the stone figurine began to have a little purple aura intertwined with it, and gradually gathered into a wisp of age-like agarwood-like aura.

Time energy? !

Anle's eyes narrowed and her heart beat violently.

On the stone figurines... can the energy of time be condensed?

Is this noble emperor angry with his years?

Faced with such age, what should Anle have to hesitate about?

With a thought, he naturally tried to absorb this ray of time energy.

Regardless of whether you can succeed or not, when the opportunity is in front of you, at least try.

Anle is also very clear about the nature of absorbing the energy of time. The stronger the cultivation level, the harder it is to absorb the energy of time from him.

Unless Anle's cultivation gradually improves.

Logically speaking, this ray of purple-gold age energy, peace and happiness is something you don't need to think about, and you will definitely not be able to absorb it.

but……

Unexpectedly.

This wisp of purple-gold age energy was like a bamboo leaf that was gently plucked. It lasted only a moment, then wrapped around Anle's fingertips, and finally spread bit by bit into Anle's Niwan Palace.

The aura of gray years, the aura of golden years, and now... Anle seems to have unearthed a new aura of time.

Purple and golden age energy.

Close your eyes slightly, everything in the world seems to disappear before your eyes.

Only a wisp of purple-gold smoke remained, turning into a purple-gold incense stick.

The birds burned with purple-gold smoke...

It seems like a stone dropped in the years, shaking the picture like light waves.

…

…

The earth is devastated, mountains collapse, rivers dry up, the dark sky is torn apart, and turbulent sea water rises from the broken sky, hanging upside down, and pours into the world!

Behind the broken sky.

There are one after another of immortal figures shrouded in white light, dense and endless.

But behind the curtain, there was an even larger figure, as if looking down from the sky on the bleeding world.

There is a huge dragon body as huge as a mountain that stretches across the sky, but it is still bleeding, spilling blood like a river, and it is difficult to conceal the falling trend.

With a mournful cry, it finally smashed into the earth, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains to shake, and the sky to darken and destroy the clouds.

On earth, the solemn black-armored army waved long spears, hung swords on their waists, wore armor, and roared continuously.

Anle looked down and saw a spear piercing his chest. The spear was covered with words written in ancient characters, and the fairy spirit was entangled on it, but it was watered by hot blood and lost its fairy spirit.

There was no pain from the wound, because Anle knew that he was just looking at the picture preserved in the years from the perspective of an observer.

But the shock brought by this picture was really magnificent.

He seemed to have crossed the barrier of time and the overlapping of years, and returned to the land ten thousand years ago, and saw the shocking battle that was not recorded in the classics.

Looking forward along the gaze of this body, even if this body was on the verge of death, its eyes were still fanatical.

As far as the sight could reach, a green mountain was seen, towering into the sky.

On the top of the mountain, there was a burly figure of an emperor in black clothes, with a majestic aura, like a bright sun, illuminating the dim world. Holding a sword in his hand, he pointed at the densely packed immortals who walked out from behind the broken sky!

"I am the emperor of the world, not the emperor!"

"Heaven belongs to heaven, and the world belongs to the world!"

"If heaven wants to interfere in the world, I will turn heaven into the world!"

"From now on, there will be no emperor in the world!"

"I will destroy the sky today!"

...

Anle didn't hear it clearly.

However, as the magnificent and shocking words fell, the blood in this body boiled involuntarily.

The emperor of the world, not the emperor!

Defeat the sky!

Although he was not clear about the situation ten thousand years ago, on this day, Anle truly saw the tyranny and heroism of the first emperor of all ages!

The most important thing is that the army's admiration and trust for this emperor, with the roar of the emperor standing on the top of the mountain, the order to destroy the sky was issued.

All the soldiers covered by armor roared.

The general, a powerful cultivator, ascended to the sky, fearless of the pressure of the immortals, and fought against the immortals!

There were also troops transformed from fairies and surrendered to the First Emperor, facing the immortals and heavenly soldiers!

The tragic war stained the world with blood, and the sky was no longer blue.

It was like the coming of doomsday.

Compared with the battle of the southward migration that I watched at the beginning, this battle of the sky represented the unyielding of the first emperor. Even in the face of immortals, he never retreated, never surrendered, and would not give up a single blade of grass or tree in the world!

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At the end of the picture, Anle saw the last sword.

The emperor in black clothes, who was as anxious as the rising sun, handed a sword to the sky.

With that sword, countless immortals shed blood and fell to the world.

That sword illuminates the world and drives away the darkness.

That sword makes it seem as if a spark of fire has been ignited in the world, burning up to the sky and burning up the nine heavens of the Immortal Palace.

…

…

In the Sword Pond Palace.

Three days and three nights passed in a flash.

The sword energy lingering on the surface of the Sword Pond Lake has begun to slowly dissipate, and the sword intent formed by the three first-grade swords has long disappeared.

The people who have been meditating by the lake have also stopped their meditation, and each of them has a satisfied look on their face.

Lu Shisan feels that he has gained a lot, and his cultivation has even improved slightly. He has the impulse and confidence to impact the sixth realm.

Lu Ziwei, holding the Star Sword, has long eyelashes trembling, and her slender body stands up from the lakeside. Her dark eyebrows can't help but frown, staring at the calm Sword Pond Lake.

If she remembers correctly, Anle has been in the lake for three days and three nights, why is there no movement...

Is there an accident?

But her cultivation was not enough, and she could not find out what was happening at the bottom of the lake, nor did she dare to jump out with her soul to find out.

On the lakeside, Su Muzhe, Wang Yansheng and Wan Jieliu did not leave, and they were still sitting cross-legged, waiting for the situation at the bottom of the lake.

The breath of peace disappeared. Although Zhao Huangting was worried at first, he felt that nothing was wrong, so he left again and went to Dali Kingdom.

The three of them could not leave calmly.

Suddenly, Su Muzhe opened his eyes slightly, and a sword energy surged out of his body: "I feel it."

Wang Yansheng's old face also revealed a touch of joy and relief: "It's good that you are not dead, it's good that you are not dead!"

Not only them, but everyone's eyes were looking at the center of Jianchi Lake.

It can be seen that a whirlpool appeared on the calm surface of Jianchi Lake, and the whirlpool was spinning. Finally, with a roar, a dazzling sword light burst out from the bottom of the lake, cut into the sky, and poured into the clouds!

The majestic majesty, invincible, domineering and unparalleled...

This sword light made everyone feel depressed, and even gave rise to a sense of submission.

It poured into the sky, as if it was going to cut off all the stars in the sky!

The bottom of the sword pool.

The old sword master's hair and beard were flying, and the Chengying sword had already been swept back and was put back on his waist.

Looking at the sword light rushing into the sky, the old sword master's eyes were full of complex colors.

"Qingshan, so... is this the secret of Qingshan?"

"No wonder Zhao Huangting couldn't open the sword for Qingshan four times in a row, no wonder no one could open the sword for Qingshan for so many years..."

"Too heavy, the meaning of this sword is too heavy..."

The old sword master sighed, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

He didn't know whether controlling such a sword was a good thing or a bad thing for Anle.

Even the old sword master cannot know the history of the fault that has been sealed in the years, and it is difficult to trace it.

But it is undeniable that those who can wield this sword definitely have charm that is worthy of Jianchi Palace's full bet.

"Dare to wield a sword to kill immortals, isn't this the joy and spirit that human swordsmen pursue?"

The old sword master chuckled.

The Seven-Star Longyuan inserted itself into the bottom of the Jianchi Lake and returned to silence.

The silkworm chrysalis formed by the condensed sword energy was also completely cut open, revealing the unscathed young man's figure inside the silkworm chrysalis.

The young man showed his sharpness at this moment, holding a bamboo sword. There were spots on the bamboo sword with fairy air and birds, which were full of fairy blood.

The blood was steaming, and as far as the old sword master could see, eleven drops of immortal blood disappeared.

The sword light on the bamboo sword is a bit sharper, and it seems to show an extremely domineering sharpness!

Wiping off the immortal blood on the sword is to sharpen this ancient sword.

An Le in the chrysalis opened his eyes.

He saw the old sword master Mai with his hands on his back and nodded.

Then, he held Qingshan and waved it in front of him.

Every drop of water in Jianchi Lake contains sword energy, and at this moment, as Anle waves out of the green mountains, all the sword energy rushes into the sky, enveloping every drop of lake water.

Then the water in the lake appeared, all suspended in the air.

On the lakeside.

All the disciples of Jianchi Palace were extremely shocked, and the geniuses of Dali Kingdom’s Star List were also dumbfounded.

Such an impactful picture made it difficult for them to calm down.

And that was hung upside down under the lake water in the sky.

Anle holds the green mountains in one hand and the swallows return to their nests in the other.

Mochi and Dingfengbo hang on the waist.

Step by step out of the bottom of the lake.

On the lakeside.

The swords in everyone's hands seemed to be trembling, and they let out a clear sword cry, as if they were about to surrender, and the clanging sounds were continuous.

After experiencing the great sadness of the thirty-sixth ringing of the sword bell, the swordsmen in the entire Jinguan City are now trembling with excitement.

Everyone's eyes were stunned for a while.

It was as if he saw a human emperor whose pride lasted forever, his sword energy remained unchanged, and he was not afraid of the sky.

From the long river of years rolling with turbulent waves.

Walk out step by step.

Patrolling the human world belonging to the Emperor.