Chapter 182: The Spirit of Time Helps the Half-Demon to Be Clear-Minded, Escapes to Mount Li, and Knocks on the Door

Chapter 184 The air of time helps the half-demon to be clear-minded, escapes to Mount Li, and knocks on the sword like unlocking a lock

The sky was dyed bloody by the blood of the half-demon, as if there were six huge blood pools bubbling out of blood in the air!

These six blood pools should have been constantly approaching Anle, and finally the six half-demon warriors burst out with powerful killing, suppressing and killing Anle.

However, within ten feet of Anle, they suddenly stopped and did not move at all.

In the eyes of each half-demon filled with blood and violence, a little confusion emerged involuntarily. Although it was a confused luster, it represented the light of wisdom.

Anle used the [Monster Hunting] Dao Fruit, causing the invisible fluctuations to slowly spread.

[Hunting Monsters (Years Dao Fruit): Can sense the emotions of monsters, can see the weaknesses of monsters, and can hunt monster souls as slaves if they are killed]

This is an introduction to the hunting monsters Dao Fruit, which can sense the emotions of monsters, can see the weaknesses of monsters, and can even drive monster souls as slaves if they are killed.

An Le actually didn't pay much attention to the acquisition of this Dao Fruit at the beginning.

After all, there are monsters in this world, and plants and trees can be alive, which requires a long time of evolution.

But most monsters will not easily harm the human race, because Kunpeng Mountain is suppressing, curbing and controlling all monsters in the world.

Although many classics record that monsters are divided into good monsters and evil monsters, there are still more good monsters than evil monsters because of the existence of Kunpeng Mountain. Even if there are really evil monsters, they dare not easily commit crimes.

Not to mention the monster hunters walking around the world, many human practitioners will also take action to eliminate evil monsters when they encounter them, not to mention that Kunpeng Mountain will personally suppress the evil monsters when it detects the emergence of evil monsters.

Therefore, Anle was not too interested in this fruit at first. The function of killing demons and driving them with demon souls was very good, but it was not useful. With Kunpeng Mountain, Anle could not kill demons at will.

But with the appearance of six half-demons, Anle found that the [Hunting Demon] fruit was trembling slightly, and it seemed that there was a unique meaning bursting out.

An invisible, similar to the power of the mind spread around him like a mist, causing the six half-demons to fall into stagnation after rushing into his body.

It seemed that... the consciousness that had settled in the depths of violence was awakened by the hunting demon fruit.

It was as if there was a knife that cut a small hole for them in the endless darkness, casting a light full of clarity!

The consciousness of the six half-demons... actually began to revive at this moment, and they began to gradually regain clarity.

In the distance.

The eyes of King Jiangling, who suppressed Su Muzhe, condensed slightly. The six half-demons... That was the power he specially sacrificed. In order to cultivate these half-demons, he spent countless efforts.

And he risked being completely hostile to Kunpeng Mountain.

These six half-demons... are the fine products he refined with the Netherworld inheritance he obtained, combined with secret methods, and the lives of half-demons collected from all over the world!

Six nine-level half-demons, their bodies are unmatched, reaching the peak of the ninth level, that is because the blood of the great demon has been completely activated. As for refining the spirit, the half-demons are not strong in refining the spirit, but because of the complete shroud of violent will, they don't need to refine the spirit at all.

When a cultivator of refining the spirit encounters a half-demon, the only fate is to be killed by close combat.

However, these six half-demons... were actually blocked by Anle.

Before he even got close to Anle and made a move, he was vaguely out of control!

This made King Jiangling feel cold and unbelievable!

"Kill them for me!"

"I cultivated you and made you become stronger by consuming blood. You are my sharpest weapons!"

"Kill!"

King Jiangling raised his hand and pointed it at his forehead, angrily saying.

Ding ding ding...

Behind King Jiangling, a blood-colored ancient bell condensed by the power of the mind seemed to appear, and the ancient bell was painted and engraved with ancient things.

As the blood bell rang, the six half-demons regained some of their will, as if at this moment, there was a possibility of chaos again.

The blood bell seemed to be connected with their souls, wanting to completely shatter their will buried deep inside, turning the six half-demons into weapons that only knew how to kill!

An Le dragged the bright and star-like demon hunting fruit in his hand.

The white clothes rustled, and he felt confident, so he dared to face the six half-demons with the peak combat power of the ninth realm!

Facing the half-demon whose will was about to fall into chaos again, Anle directly threw up the hunting demon fruit, and his eyes opened and closed, like the brilliant light of the sun.

He drew a ray of time from the bodies of the six half-demons one by one. There was no doubt that they were all gray time. It was difficult to get the golden time. Anle knew it long ago.

However, this was not the time to entangle this point. Anle directly led the time energy drawn from the six half-demons into the time fruit [hunting demon] with his mind.

The fruit was like the morning star in the night sky, becoming brighter and brighter, and the light flickered, illuminating the six half-demons who were struggling!

"Impossible!"

King Jiangling did not expect that the half-demon he had refined with the blood bell would fail to disrupt their will!

Anle's method... why is it so weird!

The powerful people around were also amazed, with bright eyes. They never thought that they would witness such a unique battle!

This was clearly a battle of the mind, with the balance point between the brutality and sobriety of the six half-demons as the basis for the game.

If Anle lost, he would most likely be torn into pieces by the six violent half-demons.

Even though Anle created his own body-building method and integrated the Mountain and River Cauldron into his body, he still couldn't compete with the six half-demons who specialized in physical strength.

And if King Jiangling failed, the half-demons he cultivated with great effort would most likely end up in a tragic situation where his efforts were wasted.

Under the blessing of the time energy, Anle's eyes opened and closed. In the Niwan Palace, the trickling river of time slowly flowed. Although it couldn't rush like a big river, it had a sense of quiet and peaceful time like a clear stream flowing by itself.

The time energy turned into a time picture, which was directly imprinted in the violent spirits of the six half-demons.

The half-demons were stunned.

They stared at the picture in a daze.

In the picture, they all experienced the beauty of the past.

At that time, their wills were still clear, and they were loved by their parents. Although they were half-demons, they were integrated into the human race without any hindrance.

That was their happiest time.

But the happy time was taken away...

The scene of the transformation of the years awakened their memories that were suppressed by the violence of their blood. In their memories... because of their half-demons, they were secretly kidnapped and trafficked, suffered extremely miserable experiences, and lived a life worse than death.

Finally, they were thrown into a city that was bright and beautiful on the surface but full of sin inside, living with countless half-demons.

They could only survive by killing other half-demons and devouring their flesh and blood, otherwise... they would be starved to death.

There was no way, the instinct for survival made them choose to kill, killing confused their will and spirit, making them fall into madness, making their original will gradually sink into the depths of their souls and difficult to be awakened.

And at this moment, they all remembered it.

Tears flowed involuntarily from the eyes of the six half-demons who were steaming with blood and were not human-shaped.

"Everything is false, forget everything! Only killing is your fate!"

A blood-colored ancient bell appeared on King Jiangling's back. The ancient bell trembled, spreading bell waves, sweeping the awakening will of the half-demons.

It seemed that six blood bells appeared in the mind space of the six half-demons.

The minds of these six half-demons were too weak to resist the suppression of the blood bells.

Anle opened his eyes, and the sword in the center of the Niwan Palace vibrated, shining brightly.

Anle naturally saw the scenes of time clearly, and he saw the scenes of time of the six half-demons clearly.

Even a lot of shocking scenes were derived.

He saw the evil hidden under the prosperous city of Jiangling Prefecture, which was prosperous and full of music every night.

There was a surge of anger and murderous intent in Anle's body, which was difficult to contain.

He was not a saint, and he could not put an end to all the injustices in the world.

But if he saw injustice, he would kill it.

Anle opened his eyes and stared at King Jiangling coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

King Jiangling's eyes were equally cold. He stared at Anle with an unprecedented murderous intent. He once again felt Anle's evil.

He actually thought of awakening the will of the half-demons as a way to break the deadlock!

Such evil, it makes people sleepless!

He saw the murderous intent in Anle's eyes, and responded with murderous intent. A blood bell appeared on his back, and the blood light was strong.

The bell wave vibrated, shaking and spreading in the minds of the six half-demons.

"Want to awaken the will of the six half-demons? Then I will completely erase their will and make them truly unconscious killing tools. Although that... will make the action lack a little spirituality, it will be more flawless!"

"Thank you, Anle, thanks to you for letting me see the shortcomings of my masterpiece."

King Jiangling was full of blood and said to Anle with a sneer when he was fighting with Su Muzhe who smashed the Dayan Sword Formation.

He wanted to disturb Anle's mind.

However, Anle just looked at him calmly and tapped his forehead.

Faintly, King Jiangling seemed to see a trickle of water passing by his eyes!

The six half-demons' mental space was very fragile, and their will was too weak. In this battle, they had no say.

A blood bell was suspended, spreading the bell wave, as if it turned into a ferocious dragon, trying to break their will.

Suddenly, a trickle of water appeared in the depths of the half-demons' mental space.

The trickle flowed, and the bell wave was instantly blocked. The trickle continued to press down and collided with the blood bell...

The blood bell was smashed to pieces in an instant!

King Jiangling's eyes trembled, and the blood bell marks left in the six half-demons' mental space were all broken!

What is that trickle of water?

It actually has such a terrifying power!

His blood bell is a manifestation of the vision obtained from the inheritance of the netherworld!

It has an extremely powerful attack on the soul!

But he couldn't stop the trickle of water, and he was defeated in the collision of the spirit refining vision!

The blood around the six half-demons began to gradually calm down, and the memory seemed to break through the soil, giving birth to branches and tender leaves, bringing a breath of new life, covering their minds.

Two blood marks crossed their ugly cheeks.

The next moment, the six half-demons raised their heads and roared, howling!

They were born as half-demons, but they also had human nature and the kindness and knowledge that belonged to humans.

Anle stood in the air in white clothes that were whiter than snow.

[Monster Hunting] Dao Fruit returned to Anle's Dao Fruit space and no longer flashed.

Anle looked at them calmly and complicatedly, with a little pity in his eyes, all of them were poor people.

The demon source jade on the waist trembled more and more violently, and suddenly broke away from An Le's waist, turned into a ray of demon light, and swept towards one of the howling half-demon.

The half-demon reached out and grabbed the demon jade, and his whole body was trembling violently.

After a long time, the half-demon's throat finally let out a low and sad roar.

"mother!"

…

Lin'an Mansion.

The calm bottom of the West Lake.

Suddenly an undercurrent surged, and a golden Buddha appeared in phantom, suppressing a big demon that kept hitting the seal!

After a long collision, the big demon calmed down again.

It's just that the entire West Lake seems to be brewing a storm of spiritual will.

"Stay alive, my child... must survive. Mother and son will definitely be reunited someday!"

…

The sound seemed to span a long distance, spreading from blood to each other, and resounded in the heart of the half-demon shedding blood and tears.

The half-demon's cry no longer continued. He calmed down and his scarlet eyes showed clarity.

He looked at Anle, whose burly but not human-shaped body clasped his fists and bowed his head respectfully.

"Thank you sir for your help. We can regain our sanity and avoid sinking into sin."

The half-demon said.

The other five half-demon expressions were complicated, but at this moment they seemed to be led by this half-demon, and they followed him and bowed their heads respectfully towards Anle.

Anle nodded. His white clothes were as white as snow, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his eyes were like stars.

He looked at the six half-demon with deep and complicated eyes, and said: "Live on, the blood in your body is no longer just your own blood, carry this blood, get rid of the culprit."

The six half-demon raised their heads, their eyes flashing fiercely.

"That's what sir said."

They remembered the evils in that city, about the measures to sell and even kill half-demon lives in the city, and even formed a complete industrial chain, which was shocking and extremely terrifying!

It is basically impossible for a half-demon captured in the city to get out of Jiangling City alive.

Even the King of Jiangling used the flesh and blood of a half-demon to make wine, and brewed the fine wine in Jiangling City. A jar of wine was worth a thousand Yuanling Tongbao!

This wine even flowed to surrounding cities, amassing huge wealth.

King Jiangling was suspended in the air, his eyes extremely cold.

The six half-demon were instigated by Anle to rebel. After regaining their will, they developed a huge hatred for King Jiangling and wanted to tear King Jiangling to pieces with their own hands.

There was a look of regret on King Jiangling's face.

He spent a lot of effort on the six half-demon, but unfortunately, they were all destroyed today. However, he was not worried at all. He was not worried that the six half-demon would rebel, bring any threat to him, and affect his plan today.

boom!

The tyrannical half-demon body shattered the air and instantly turned into a bloody beam of light, killing King Jiangling.

The roars shook again and again, trying to shatter the clouds!

However, King Jiangling turned into a pool of blood, and six half-demon crashed into it, but they quickly flew out with pain all over their faces.

"Your half-demon bodies are indeed strong. Unfortunately, once you have recovered your spiritual intelligence, your weak mind will become your huge weakness. Your mind is not as good as even the Sixth Realm, making you a great waste."

King Jiangling said indifferently.

He stood in the Nether Blood Pool and pressed down his palms fiercely.

The bloody ancient bell keeps ringing in the Netherworld Blood Pool!

The six half-demon could only feel their minds turbulent, and they kept falling back in pain, completely unable to take advantage of the powerful advantages of the half-demon body.

When their minds were filled with violence, they could attack without any distance. However, after they recovered their intelligence, they could not ignore the impact of the power of their minds, which greatly reduced their combat power.

King Jiangling's divine cultivation at the peak of the Ninth Realm, combined with the blood pool and blood clock, easily suppressed six half-demon.

"You are created by me. How can I know your weaknesses? Demons are demons, and half-demon are demons. They are all eating things inside and out. If it weren't for me, how could you have a physique that is comparable to that of a thousand-year-old demon? "

King Jiangling said coldly.

He took steps towards Anle, the pool of blood was lingering, the blood clock was ringing, and strange phenomena appeared on his body, as if he was carrying an unfathomable netherworld on his back!

The King of Jiangling also possesses the majestic power of gathering power, and what he gathers is the power of the netherworld.

"Anle! It's useless to instigate the six half-demon to rebel against me. To me and them, they are just icing on the cake. It's best if they can be sacrificed and refined. If they can't...it doesn't matter."

"Today, I will kill you."

King Jiangling spoke indifferently, approaching with the blood pool in his arms.

His power is getting stronger and stronger, so powerful that it even makes everyone pale and chill.

In the distance, Master Wang Yansheng, who was fighting two kings of hell, stared angrily. Anle could not die, not only because of Anle's sword-making talent and his bond with the sword.

It's even more because Anle was said by the old sword master himself, and it is the future hope of Jianchi Palace!

Jianchi Palace is about to fall into decline. Among the many top forces in the world, it is almost at the bottom. If it were not for the support of the old sword master, it might have been divided among all parties.

The friendship between Wang Yansheng and Jianchi Palace is too deep, and he does not want Jianchi Palace to be destroyed!

"Everyone, help me!"

The swordsmith masters of Jianchi Palace are all elderly, but they are all strong and strong. They are shirtless and their bronze skin is shiny. They roar and throw out their beloved and proud swords one after another!

There seemed to be fairy fire igniting around Wang Yansheng's shirtless body!

Countless weapons were integrated into the Earthly Immortal Fire and cast together. The tip of a gigantic thousand-meter sword protruded from the Earthly Immortal Fire.

The two Yamas, who were at the peak of the Nine Realms, suddenly changed their expressions. They moved with all their strength and smashed down the Yama Palace, but they were struck by the tip of the sword. These swords, which carry the swords of the swordsmiths of Jianchi Palace, have a unique charm.

The tip of the sword slashed down, and deep marks were cut on the walls of the two Yama Palaces. Black tiles flew across, and the palaces shook and were covered with mottled cracks.

The two kings of hell were bleeding in mid-air!

Wang Yansheng raised the huge sword with both hands and slashed at King Jiangling in the blood pool.

However, the blood pool swallowed up the giant sword. King Jiangling flicked his finger, and the giant sword suddenly collapsed and turned into countless swords that flew out!

Wang Yansheng and many swordsmiths from Jianchi Palace were shocked!

"The King of Jiangling is hidden so deeply. The blood pool and the blood clock are both treasures, and they are blessed by an invisible force. Our condensed swords can cut him down, just like cutting into the netherworld, without any damage!"

Wang Yansheng looked ugly.

At the same time, the ground in Jiangling City shook, and the entire city was trembling.

Everyone looked down and saw soldiers in black armor swarming out, densely packed into an army.

Moreover, there are also black-armored troops rushing around Jiangling City, and a majestic military force is gathering!

King Jiangling is indeed planning to rebel against Zhao!

He actually secretly cultivated such a majestic black armored army. A lot of money from selling the blood wine brewed with the blood of the half-demon was invested in the army, cultivating a tiger and wolf army that was not even weaker than the flying tiger army in terms of courage. division!

Anle stared at Master Wang Yansheng and said: "Retreat! Return to Jianchi Palace in Jinguan City and defend Jinguan City to the death!"

Then, he looked at Su Muzhe on the other side and said: "Don't use the talisman given by the Heavenly Master. It is the talisman of a strong man in the ten realms of Nirvana. It is full of deterrence. Keep it to defend the city."

Anle shouted these words loudly, it was an undisguised showdown.

Directly tell King Jiangling that Jianchi Palace still has the Tenth Realm Talisman of the old Heavenly Master, which makes King Jiangling afraid.

The talisman of a strong man who has achieved the tenth level of god refining and nirvana... Before he understood what style of talisman it was, King Jiangling naturally did not dare to mess around!

However, King Jiangling's body was shrouded in the blood pool, and he said coldly: "So what? Use the talisman if you have it, otherwise you will not be able to escape peacefully today."

Su Muzhe on the side was really confused.

However, Anle's eyes were full of seriousness.

Su Muzhe no longer hesitated, countless sword lights surged up, and the Dayan Sword Formation covered the void, moving towards Jinguan City.

King Jiangling narrowed his eyes, but did not stop Su Muzhe and continued to kill Anle.

His goal is peace and happiness. Su Muzhe, Wang Yansheng and other powerful men in Jianchi Palace are not his goal today.

Now that his army has appeared and even the identity of the Son of Netherworld has been exposed, he will naturally no longer keep a low profile. Jianchi Palace is a place he must capture.

Therefore, he will attack Jinguan City sooner or later.

Su Muzhe and other powerful men in Jianchi Palace could escape, but the monks could not escape from the temple.

Therefore, the King of Jiangling ignored it and still carried the Nether Blood Pool and the Blood Clock that exuded the most precious energy and hit Anle!

Fourth Master Lin was covered in blood and took a deep look at Anle. He had spent quite a lot of time with Anle and knew very well that Anle was not someone who just waited for death.

He directly picked up Wan Jieliu, who was surrounded by many judges from the Nine Realms, and the two of them left through the air together.

Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were flying like sword blades. When he saw Su Muzhe retreating, he was shocked and angry.

"How can you let Mr. An face an old bastard like King Jiangling alone!"

Wang Yansheng roared, hating that iron could not become steel.

Su Muzhe felt aggrieved, and she didn't want to be like this.

far away.

King Jiangling's blood pool enveloped him, and Anle felt that everything around him had turned into extremely rich blood.

The water in these blood pools seemed to have spiritual intelligence, trying to penetrate into his body and corrode his body. If the fluctuations emitted by the Mountain River Cauldron hadn't directly shattered these wills, Anle might have been destroyed by this blood. The pool was directly pulled into it, and was eventually refined and eroded.

Taking a deep breath, Anle gathered his mind and returned to Niwan Palace.

He held the bamboo sword Qingshan, the bamboo sword trembled slightly, the sword energy was like a tide, and the sword roared into the sky.

"senior."

Anle looked at the bamboo sword green mountain and whispered.

In the calm heart, a chuckle resounded.

"Your decision is very wise. This blood pool is the Nether Blood Pool. This son is known as the son of Netherworld. He has the Netherworld inheritance. With a Netherworld Blood Bell and the Netherworld Blood Pool, you are far from an opponent now, even if you use the power of the Sword Intent Golden Pill. , not enough.”

The voice of the emperor's stone figurines resounded in Anle's heart.

Anle's heart trembled, but she didn't ask any more questions.

"So, I chose this method. Didn't the senior leave a wisp of sword energy on the Lishan stone tablet? It seems that it was moved to Lishan for use at a critical moment. It happened to be used now."

An Le said.

The voice of the emperor's stone figurine sounded again: "That sword energy was left behind. I was supposed to extradite you to the Lishan Ancient Tomb for a chance at the critical moment... Now, it's a little early."

"If you move there now, it's unclear whether you can enter the ancient mausoleum city..."

"However, in the current situation, moving away is the best way. The little guy with the Netherworld Blood Pool has a more terrifying will behind him. It is stupid to fight forcefully. When you enter the Ninth Realm, you will naturally It’s not a problem anymore.”

The words fell.

Anle felt a drop of the Sword Intention Golden Elixir in his Dantian.

A drop of sword intent golden elixir suddenly evaporated.

A golden light surged through the bottom of Anle's eyes.

"The ancient tomb of Mount Li was opened, and the netherworld appeared. Will the self-imprisoned masters of the Hundred Schools awaken next, and the immortals behind the immortal gates intervene in the world again... Will a big situation finally come together in this era when cultivation is about to fall into desolation?"

Anle, with gilded eyes, sneered.

Then, he raised the bamboo sword Qingshan and chopped it down gently.

It was a simple sword, and even the sword energy and sword light did not spread, but it made the eyes of King Jiangling, who was approaching Anle and opening the blood pool, shrink.

Because this sword actually exerted the use of energy to the extreme, the bamboo sword carried a majestic force, like a green mountain pressing down, and around the sword body, there were even broken black cracks expanding like a net, that was a space crack!

King Jiangling was horrified, he knew that at this moment Anle showed the sword that he had swung at the Yuanmeng Emperor in front of the Yuanmeng capital in the north.

The sword of the peerless emperor from thousands of years ago!

The blood pool shrank, and the blood bell came close to his body.

King Jiangling put the two treasures at the forefront.

The two treasures inherited from the netherworld seemed to be affected by the terrifying power of this sword, and they actually gave birth to the majestic aura of the netherworld!

However, King Jiangling waited for a long time.

The sword never came.

The space broke apart, the dark cracks intertwined, and the bamboo sword and the green mountain burst out sword energy, enveloping Anle's body, and was instantly swallowed by the space!

King Jiangling suddenly reacted!

Anle... is going to escape!

In the distance.

The sword-making master Wang Yansheng, with his eyes wide open and his beard and hair all standing up, was still disappointed with Su Muzhe, but he saw Anle breaking the space with a sword, escaping into the space crack, wandering in the void and escaping.

The shirtless body, carrying the big sword, immediately rose from the ground, and his speed instantly surpassed Su Muzhe.

"Mr. An is a great gentleman. Haven't you heard that it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge even after ten years?"

"Why are you still standing there?!"

"Run away! Go back to Jianchi Palace!"

Swordsmith Wang Yansheng yelled, almost shouting "Run away if the wind is strong".

Mr. Lin Si and Wanjie Liu, who had already distanced themselves from each other, were getting faster and faster. Li Qingchuan, who was holding Yan Guichao, had already received Anle's will from the glass cup and escaped far away.

Six half-demons also rose from the ground and followed them away.

These nine-realm strongmen were about to leave, and King Jiangling, who was completely angered by Anle's coquettish operation, had no time to organize to stop them.

They could only watch the strongmen of Jianchi Palace leave.

After a while, the sky above Jiangling Mansion, where the battle had originally broken out, suddenly became deserted.

King Jiangling was speechless when he saw this scene, and his anger surged in the blood pool.

"Anle!!!"

The Confucian robe of King Jiangling fluttered, his eyes were dark and deep, full of anger!

Anle was almost certain to be encircled and suppressed, but he was actually tricked by him.

He escaped into the void with a sword, wandering in space and leaving. He could not catch up at all, because wandering in the broken void, even the tenth realm strongmen did not dare to do it, let alone him.

Where would Anle go?

The blood pool around King Jiangling rolled, and a blood bell trembled and rang with his anger.

He turned his head suddenly and looked towards the north. In his dark eyes, he seemed to reflect a mountain located on the vast land!

And under the mountain, there was a thousand-year-old tomb that shook the world!

"But now the ancient tomb is full of strong men, and there are ten realms entering to compete for the opportunity... You, Anle, holding the sword of the First Emperor, dare to enter the ancient tomb, you will become the target of public criticism! How can you survive?!"

The Confucian shirt of King Jiangling turned into a blood-stained shirt, and the whole person exuded the ultimate weirdness.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Jinguan City.

Now, he has exposed his own purpose. The black-armored army he trained gathered around Jiangling Mansion, and the news will inevitably spread to Lin'an.

The news of his rebellion against Zhao can no longer be concealed.

Although the Great Zhao began to weaken, the national destiny still exists. What he has to do now is to capture Jinguan City, occupy Jianchi Lake, and use the power of Jianchi Lake to equip the troops.

In coordination with the Western Liang that began to break out...

Let hell cover the earth, and the netherworld return to the world!

"Organize the army, attack Jianchi Palace!"

...

...

In Mount Li, the wind and waves roared and wrinkled, and the turbulence continued. A powerful energy storm was raging.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a stone tablet with the words "Lishan" engraved on it. A wisp of sword energy suddenly emerged from it, breaking through the space, as if positioning, pulling the figure wandering in the space crack.

In the darkness, sword energy swept over like a long rainbow.

There was a turbulence, and the sword light intertwined.

Anle, dressed in white like snow, walked out of the space crack indifferently, with sword light lingering around him like clothes, and the golden color in his eyes gradually faded.

In just a moment, Anle achieved the movement of thousands of miles and realized the space shuttle.

The space crack quickly healed and disappeared, and the black crack disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The stone tablet with the words "Lishan" engraved on it remained the same.

Anle raised his hand and stroked the ancient stone tablet. He could feel that the warm stone tablet seemed to be connected to the pulse of the entire mountain, beating constantly.

White snow was flying in the sky, fluttering like goose feathers.

The snow fell on his shoulders, and was instantly melted into water by the hot blood in Anle's strong body.

Boom!

As if there was a low dragon roar, Anle touched the snow with his toes, and his figure swept away for several miles without a trace.

Wearing a bamboo sword on his waist, he looked up at Mount Li in a graceful white robe.

At the foot of Mount Li, a portal interwoven with the power of dragon veins was seen. The height of the portal had increased from 100 feet to 10 feet, and now to less than 5 feet...

The spatial fluctuations interwoven in the portal were no longer so strong, and were slowly stabilizing, eventually forming enough energy for practitioners of the eighth realm to step into.

As Anle appeared at the foot of Mount Li, the densely packed practitioners gathered from all over the world around Mount Li all sensed Anle's arrival.

"It's Anle! The Lord of the Seventh Mountain!"

"How could he appear here? There was a spatial fluctuation before. Did he cross the space to come?"

"The gate of the Lishan Mausoleum is becoming more and more stable. Now the Nine Realms masters are all entering the city... Several holy mountain masters are all entering. The Lord of the Seventh Mountain, Anle, wants to enter the ancient tomb to fight for an opportunity?"

"Are you stupid? He holds the sword of the First Emperor... If he enters the ancient tomb, do we still have a chance?"

"However, Anle is only a sixth-level cultivator. It's hard to say whether he can enter the tomb."

"If we take the sword of the First Emperor..."

The densely packed eight-level practitioners around stared at Anle with flickering eyes, with fear and greed in their expressions.

Anle's appearance is actually not important. What is important is that Anle holds the sword of the First Emperor.

This ten thousand-year-old mausoleum is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Anle came with the sword of the tomb owner... Doesn't that mean that the opportunity in the ancient tomb is his?

Similarly, if they get the Qin Shi Huang sword in Anle's hand, will they be able to get a great opportunity?

After all, in the Emperor's Tomb, if you enter with the Emperor's sword, you will definitely be treated with some preferential treatment, right?

Anle naturally didn't care about the looks around him. He also knew that his appearance here would certainly cause many practitioners to be wary.

But, so what?

The practitioners gathered around were at different levels. In addition to the Nine Realms who all entered, there were also Eight Realms, Seven Realms and many Six Realms practitioners who came to join in the fun.

What if the ancient tomb allowed people below the Nine Realms to enter?

They would also be eligible to share in that opportunity, and Anle knew very well that the energy of the Dragon Vein Portal would not decrease after reaching the Eight Realms.

The Emperor's Stone Statue had described some of the situations in the tomb to him.

Anle slowly sat cross-legged, stabilizing his own cultivation while waiting for the portal to stabilize.

At this moment, the portal only allows the Nine Realms to enter, and as the power of space decreases, the Nine Realms will slowly be shut out, and only the Eight Realms will be allowed to enter.

The wind and snow howled, and the sky gradually became dark.

There were footsteps stepping on the snow, making a rubbing and creaking sound.

On the white snow, it seemed that a black shadow was crawling, slowly approaching Anle.

Suddenly, the snow burst open, and a strong murderous intent surged. An Eight Realm Ghost Messenger from the Hell Palace suddenly appeared, holding a long spear and sweeping fiercely.

As the long spear swept, countless dead souls cried and howled, which was breathtaking!

This is a ghost messenger of the Eighth Realm of Refining Spirit, but only the Seventh Realm of Refining Body, but those who can become a ghost messenger of the Hell Palace have good combat power!

When the ghost messenger attacked, many people around were swept away and watched.

The falling snow was suddenly chopped into pieces, and the Qi and blood of the Seventh Realm and the mind of the Eighth Realm burst out at the same time, almost shaking the earth!

However, An Le, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow, slowly opened his eyes. Facing the attack of the Eighth Realm Ghost Cultivator of Hell Palace, his face was extremely calm.

He still sat cross-legged, raised his hands, his arms were crystal clear, as if there was a radiant light flowing, and directly grabbed the long spear swept by the ghost messenger. The power contained in the long spear was directly suppressed by An Le.

The breathtaking mental power contained in it did not affect An Le at all.

"Hell Palace... I'm just annoyed."

An Le said.

The next moment, his eyes condensed, raised his hands and put his sword fingers together, a touch of white light flowed through his flesh, and then burst out from his fingertips!

It was the Haoran sword energy that had once led to the Wenqu Monument of Wenyuan!

The Haoran sword energy has a natural suppressive power on ghost cultivators. With a sizzle, the Yin energy on the ghost messenger seemed to burn, the long spear was taken away, and a head was cut off by the sword energy!

The seventh realm body forging cultivation has no oppressive power at all for Anle.

Tie Lie, who was at the peak of the seventh realm, was killed by him. Now Anle has become much stronger, and no one in the seventh realm is his opponent.

After the soul refiner stepped into the seventh realm, the only power that the eighth realm soul refiner ghost cultivator could suppress him was also useless. The seventh realm heart sword... the sword light that was cut out directly destroyed the mind space of this ghost messenger.

The hot blood splashed on the snow.

This eighth realm ghost messenger in the hell palace was killed instantly, and his body fell to the ground, like tatters.

Anle inserted the long spear into the snow and continued to close his eyes.

It seemed to say, if you are coming, be prepared to end up like this.

The practitioners around were immediately terrified.

The eight-realm practitioners from the Yuanmeng Empire stared at them with great solemnity and fear. After all, their Yuanmeng Falcon List Tianjiao Tie Lie died at the hands of Anle.

Among the Yuanmeng practitioners, Boqi, a Falcon List genius who had dealt with Anle before, was also among them. Boqi was a double-seventh realm. Although he was not as good as Tie Lie, he had the strength to fight with ordinary eight-realm practitioners, so he planned to try his luck and seek an opportunity.

At this moment, Boqi looked at Anle who easily killed the ghost messenger of Xiliang Hell Mansion in seconds, and his heart was horrified... Anle, the seventh realm of soul refining!

The practitioners of various rivers and lakes were also extremely fearful. They could not assess how strong Anle was when he stepped into the seventh realm of soul refining.

For a time, they were unwilling to take action.

After all, dying outside the ancient tomb is too miserable. He is only a hair's breadth away from the opportunity in the tomb. He will regret it even if he turns into a wronged soul.

Therefore, if he really wants to deal with Anle, he should wait until he enters the ancient tomb before making a plan. He should join forces or assassinate him alone...

Even many practitioners still have expectations, thinking that Anle may not be able to enter the ancient tomb because his cultivation is not enough for the eighth realm?

For a while, the turmoil at the foot of Mount Li subsided.

No one came to kill Anle again, even though they were afraid of and coveted the Qin Shi Huang sword in Anle's hand.

Anle's strong suppression of the ghost messenger was originally to kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Now he is very satisfied with the effect and is happy to be free.

The night is deep, and the snow is whistling.

Not too long, the portal formed by the interweaving of eight dragon veins roared low, and finally, the turbulent space energy returned to calm.

The dragon vein portal has completely stabilized!

Many practitioners waiting outside became energetic, all kinds of majestic auras burst out, and mountains of blood and qi emerged. There were gods on the top of the mountains. This was the vision of the gods of the eighth level of body forging.

Some practitioners of the eighth level couldn't wait to set foot, but they stopped when they thought of something.

Their eyes all moved to Anle. Obviously, they wanted to see if Anle, who had cultivated to the sixth level of body forging and the seventh level of spirit refining, was qualified to enter the ancient tomb.

Anle, who was sitting in the snow, had already fallen thickly on his shoulders.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his stable mind flowed like a trickle.

Facing the gazes around him, Anle slowly stood up, patted the snow off his body, and wore the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, looking at the dragon vein portal that was only three feet high.

He naturally knew what the practitioners around him were waiting for.

He also knew what he would encounter after entering the ancient tomb.

But Anle didn't care. Since he was here, he naturally had to go into the Lishan Ancient Tomb to take a look.

When Anle arrived at the gate, countless eyes were cast on him, with consideration.

He stretched out his hand and handed it to the gate. Suddenly, the gate shook, and the dragon vein seemed to awaken. A powerful will of heaven and earth surged, like a wave of water discharged from a dam, sweeping and impacting!

The Eight Realms can feel the will of heaven and earth!

If you can't feel the will of heaven and earth, you can't enter!

The practitioners who had been staring at him all the time suddenly laughed. Obviously, Anle couldn't enter the ancient tomb.

Because although Anle had the combat power of the Eight Realms, he was not a real Eight Realms after all. He couldn't feel the will of heaven and earth, so he couldn't enter.

In front of the gate, Anle raised his eyebrows, feeling the repulsive force of the will of heaven and earth. He directly raised the bamboo sword Qingshan at his waist and knocked lightly on the gate.

The repulsive force formed by the will of heaven and earth disappeared.

The vibrating gate suddenly stopped, no longer trembling.

Anle walked directly into it as if he had unlocked the door and returned home.

Around Mount Li, the north wind was howling, snowflakes were flying, and some practitioners who were laughing and relaxing had not yet stopped laughing when they completely froze.

Many stunned practitioners could only rage and scold helplessly!

Shameless cheater!

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