Chapter 195: The Second Mountain and River Cauldron Is Born, Anle Sacrifices Himself to Start a Shocking Killing Spree
Emperor Yuan Meng's eyes were bright, his blood was surging, and the power of eight dragon veins hung around his body like a ribbon of clouds, like a thread carried by an immortal.
He stopped his steps, and at this moment, he was a little hesitant and confused.
His initial goal was to find Anle, because although Anle's body was covered with cracks, it exuded a brilliant glow, like the golden body of Buddha, dazzling, and the scriptures on it flowed, exuding mystery.
The complete ancient scriptures were engraved by Anle's body and successfully recorded. The ancient scriptures that disappeared thousands of years ago are now reappearing in the world and will be observed and practiced by the world!
Emperor Yuan Meng naturally longed for the ancient scriptures.
Because, being able to be divided into two by the First Emperor, one recorded in his own sword, and one engraved on the bronze coffin where he was buried, can represent the mystery and preciousness of this ancient scripture!
According to the records in the classics, what was the cultivation level of the Emperor Ying Qin of the Eternal Age, the first emperor in the world?
Some say it was the eleventh realm, but some say it was the twelfth realm.
Emperor Yuan Meng didn't know, but he knew that this emperor was different. He was a fierce existence who dared to go against the heavens, and he had the unyielding and domineering spirit that the emperor of the world should have.
Even if the enemy was an immortal from the heavens, so what? He remained unyielding, his spine as strong as a pillar supporting the sky.
Such an existence fell at the hands of the top powerhouses after the heavens. Emperor Yuan Meng felt that... this emperor might not be just the eleventh realm recorded in historical records.
Therefore, this ancient scripture became his goal.
However, when he was about to capture Anle and observe the complete ancient scripture, the bronze coffin was opened, and the ninth dragon vein power he had dreamed of, extremely majestic, rushed up from the coffin!
Like a true blood dragon, roaring at the entire underground palace!
Emperor Yuan Meng was so confused about whether to take the ancient scripture or fight for the power of the dragon vein.
The power of the ninth dragon vein was very important to him. He had refined the power of eight dragon veins, and only the ninth one was needed to complete it. All the dragon veins of the Central Earth were added to his body. This was a move that the eternal emperor had never done.
Emperor Yuan Meng was fully confident that he could use the power of the dragon veins to step into the eleventh realm and become the first practitioner in the history of the world to break the rule of cultivation exhaustion and step into the eleventh realm!
However, the ancient scripture also exuded an attraction to him.
Emperor Yuan Meng was full of energy, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and his heart was a little uneasy at this moment.
The dragon vein broke out of the coffin and lost its suppression. Perhaps it would soon rush out of the underground palace and scatter into the earth. He needed to gather it again, which would be very troublesome, and there might even be a risk of being seized by others.
Because the many ten realms that were fighting for the silver chain all had the qualifications and ability to fight for the power of the dragon vein.
The old guys from Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples can all refine the power of dragon veins.
What makes Emperor Yuan Meng even more afraid is the descendants of the two immortals from the ancient white tiger family. Their goal is also the power of dragon veins.
You know, the reason why the battle of attacking the sky broke out ten thousand years ago was because the strong men of the ancient immortal family after the heavens wanted to seize the nine tripods and the power of dragon veins in the world.
The peerless emperor was unwilling to accept it, so he launched the action of attacking the sky, led the army of Ying Qin, attacked the heavens, and fought against the immortals. With the blood and bones of countless Ying Qin soldiers, he killed the immortals one by one, let the immortals fall into the mortal world, and the immortal blood stained the mountains and rivers of the world, so that the immortals would no longer be high above!
Therefore, if the power of the dragon veins is allowed to leave, it may be taken away by the descendants of the immortals.
This is a choice, but Emperor Yuan Meng's eyebrows are shining, and his vigorous black hair is flying!
The mind space appeared, like a pool of thunder, and a burly and magnificent Yuanshen sat in the thunder pool. It was a thunder pool interwoven with annihilation thunder, tempering the Yuanshen of Emperor Yuanmeng, like the ancient thunder god, with unparalleled spirit.
The Yuanshen left the body, covered the thunder pool and walked towards Anle. Lan
The body was wrapped with the power of dragon veins, shining like the sun, and turned to capture the ninth dragon vein power flying out of the coffin.
"Children make choices, I want them all!"
The Yuanmeng Emperor's hair was flying, his eyes were bright, and his ambition was great.
He wanted to take both the ancient scripture and the power of dragon veins into his pocket, and swallowed up all the two opportunities!
The Yuanshen came with the thunder pool, and the annihilation thunder was the most terrible annihilation thunder among the three disasters. At this moment, it became the attacking power of the Yuanmeng Emperor Yuanshen, as if it was tamed.
The old monster also came back to his senses from the surprise that Anle broke through the eighth level of body forging and carried the complete ancient scripture.
After all, he had seen a lot of things, but he didn't expect Anle to be able to do this. It was far beyond his expectations. He thought that Anle's body could not carry the ancient scriptures, but Anle showed with practical actions that he could do it. Lan
"The Eight Realms is a realm for guiding and understanding the will of heaven and earth. It is very important to connect the past and the future... It can indeed create miracles."
"This little guy not only guided the will of heaven and earth, but perhaps he has already realized the path of his future avenue and laid the foundation for the future avenue."
In the deep sunken eye sockets of the old monster, his eyes were like ghost fire, and he instantly judged the reason.
Obviously, he also realized that the foundation of the avenue prototype built by Anle might be... extraordinary, and it was a top-level avenue. Only in this way could Anle's body grow strong enough to carry the ancient scriptures.
"But... the physical body of the Eighth Realm is still not strong enough. Now it can barely bear it. The physical body is on the verge of destruction. If this continues, it will affect the practice and the gain will outweigh the loss."
The old monster sighed.
For Anle, I don’t know if this is good news. Lan
The Void Armor clanked, and the silver light was brilliant. Each silver light was like a silver spear, piercing and tearing the void.
The armor and stomach disintegrated and then covered the old monster's shriveled body.
He controlled the Void Armor with his soul, and gently raised his hand, and space seals intertwined.
The space storm was like a knife, colliding with the sweeping annihilation thunder pool. The space cracks were intertwined with thunder. The two flickered and disappeared, causing an uproarous explosion.
Emperor Yuanmeng's soul was blocked. Although the old monster was old and withered, with only the lingering strength of his soul left, he still showed his invincible grace and easily blocked Emperor Yuanmeng's soul.
The depleted power, with a little use, can explode into extremely powerful energy, which is extremely terrifying.
"The spirit that has been exhausted for thousands of years can still burst out with such power now. When you are at your peak, you must have broken through the barriers and barriers of the eleven realms, and you are truly a peerless powerhouse."
Emperor Yuan Meng's Yuan Shen Thunder Pool was enveloped, and Meng Meng's lightning arcs were moving endlessly, and he stared solemnly and said.
The old monster was hugged under the Void Armor and smiled calmly: "Then I'll give him some face and let him take this little guy away."
"The ancient scriptures are so close before our eyes. This is a great opportunity. You must not give up the opportunity." Emperor Yuanmeng's soul opened and closed his eyes, annihilating the thunder and intertwined, and said softly.
The soul is in turmoil, the rays are shining brightly, and the thunder pool is coming, causing the void to explode!
The old monster under the Void Armor didn't care. With a few flicks of his finger, a space seal was created, blending into the surrounding air and spreading into the space, causing waves of fluctuations, colliding with the thunder pool, blocking Emperor Yuanmeng's soul, and letting him Unable to move forward and get closer.
On the other side, Emperor Yuanmeng's body jumped up, trying to capture the dragon's veins. The energy and blood all over his body burned like red fire, reflecting the sky like red clouds!
However, when he was about to touch the dragon vein. Lan
Immortal Qi Pilian came quickly and intertwined into a net, hoping to capture the power of the dragon's veins and snatch food from Emperor Yuanmeng's tiger's mouth!
They were two immortal descendants of the White Tiger family who had crossed the silver chain, two immortal descendants of the tenth level, with immortal wind bones, floating auras, and intertwined immortal auras that covered the dragon veins.
Emperor Yuanmeng's body was burly and majestic. He glanced at him coldly, filled with murderous intent.
He regarded the power of the ninth dragon vein as something he must obtain. These descendants of the immortals who had been suppressed and sealed in the tomb actually came to fight with him.
"You are too greedy, and you actually plan to get both the ancient scriptures and the dragon veins. Greedy people will be overwhelmed by their own greed, and end up with nothing in their hands."
The faint laughter came from the mouths of the two immortal descendants.
Immortal blood beats on their bodies, exuding a transcendent aura, and vaguely, there is a white tiger entrenched in the starry sky, opening its mouth to roar, exuding a breathtaking pressure! Lan
These two descendants of immortals were able to practice to the tenth level within the suppressed tombs. They were naturally extraordinary. They were like the old immortals and possessed immortal blood. With the help of the immortal blood, they took a crucial step. , stepping into the transcendent realm of the ten realms.
Emperor Yuanmeng's physical body was majestic with energy and blood, like the waves of the sea, and his eyes were scanning, sharp and sharp.
For the two descendants of immortals who blocked their way, murderous intentions surged: "How dare you come to compete with Gu for dragon veins when you are just a reptile suppressed under the tomb?"
Emperor Yuanmeng spoke coldly, and actually gave up the fight for the ninth dragon vein. He moved his body sideways, pulling out afterimages in the air, and instantly appeared next to a descendant of a ten-level immortal.
The opponent's immortal blood was roaring filial piety, but Emperor Yuanmeng was so domineering that he didn't care at all as he swept up his scimitar. The light of the sword dazzled the darkness, and the blowing wind made the flames of all the bright lights in the underground palace sway endlessly!
"The soul is separated from the body. You can only exert the power of physical training by relying only on the physical body. At this moment, you are just a single person who has perfected the ten realms of physical training. How can I be afraid of you? Hu Yuan, go and suppress that person. Nine Dragon Veins, let me meet the emperor of the ten realms of this era!"
One of the descendants of the Immortal, whose Immortal Qi became more and more intense, faced the sword swung by Emperor Yuan Meng and slapped a palm boldly. When the palm fell, it turned into a tiger claw as white as ice and snow, as if it was struck from the sky! Lan
The void exploded, creating a network of dense cracks.
However, Emperor Yuan Meng moved forward physically and refused to retreat. He stepped forward with one step, and his energy and blood poured into the sky like exploding water in a pond. His scimitar slashed out from it. The avenue that belonged to him exuded mystery and swept away everything in front of him. enemy!
The sword light collides with the tiger claw!
The descendant of the Immortal of the Tenth Realm was horrified, because the tiger claw that he had tried his best to introduce the secret of Immortal Blood was actually cut open with one knife, and it seemed like real blood was splashing and flowing.
The power contained in the scimitar's light is too huge, and it is not like the power that a ten-level statue can control!
"How can it be so powerful? With only a single forging power left, it can still explode into an invincible posture that overwhelms everything!"
The claws of the white tiger collapsed, and the descendant of the Ten Realm Immortal felt great pressure for a moment, because Emperor Yuanmeng approached with a sword, waving the sword light, and the surrounding area was covered by the gorgeous sword light. This sword light contained the power of the sword. The intention turned into the power of the great avenue controlled by Emperor Yuanmeng. Lan
This descendant of the Immortal who had been in the ten realms of both god refining and body training and had survived two calamities was actually completely suppressed and beaten by Emperor Yuanmeng's single body. The sword light swept over him, and blood dripped out in just a moment. Extremely miserable.
puff!
The Yuan Meng Emperor was extremely cruel. He swept the scimitar and a fairy bird's head soared into the sky and was directly cut off.
The golden scimitar was not stained with blood, and the blade was dazzling. The Yuan Meng Emperor succeeded in one move, without any mercy. The knife light was released like a waterfall, instantly submerging the descendant of the White Tiger Family Immortal in the Tenth Realm, and minced his body into countless minced meat, and blood mist was scattered!
The Yuanshen jumped out of the broken body. The descendant of the immortal was extremely terrified and frightened by the fighting power of the Yuan Meng Emperor. What kind of crazy and fierce man is this? !
They are both in the Tenth Realm who have survived three disasters. Why is the gap so huge? It can be said that they were killed in seconds? !
You know, those who can practice to the Tenth Realm are not mediocre, and they can all be called geniuses in the practice of one way! Lan
However, within the Tenth Realm, he can still be so strong, almost overwhelming his peers and invincible!
In this era of declining practice, such a monster was born!
Emperor Yuan Meng fought against this descendant of the immortal. Although he only used his physical body, the increase and improvement brought by refining eight dragon veins were still extremely powerful, belonging to the level of body forging, at the peak of the ten realms!
The existence that truly stood at the peak of the ten realms allowed the thunder of annihilation to hit him and the fire of nirvana to burn him.
The golden knife in his hand was undoubtedly a treasure. Although it might be only a first-level treasure, not as good as the third-level treasures such as the void armor, it exuded strange fluctuations for a long time, extraordinary and otherworldly.
The curved knife swept across the soul, and the soul of the descendant of the immortal leaped out, and then splashed the blood of the soul, and finally withered miserably, and the power of the mind burst out and exploded in the sky above the spiritual platform, like a firework, brilliant and dazzling, illuminating the dark underground palace.
The descendant of the ten realms of the immortal who rushed towards the ninth dragon vein was horrified. Lan
As the top strongman among the descendants of immortals of their generation who survived the third disaster, his companion was not inferior to the old immortal, but... he was killed so domineeringly!
He rushed towards the ninth dragon vein frantically, and suddenly a little scarlet blood appeared around his body, with golden light spots in the scarlet. This was the blood of the immortal monarch. The immortal blood boiled up, making him speed up to rush towards the dragon vein power that broke out of the coffin, trying to suppress the dragon vein power.
I don't want to live up to the short and precious time created by my dead companion!
However, the Yuanmeng Emperor's body was extremely powerful. He stomped his foot and shot backwards. His blood was vigorous and rushed like a waterfall!
Instantly closing the distance, the scimitar swept up, and the knife energy was raging, like a violent storm!
Boom!
This descendant of the immortal completely ignited the immortal blood, and the will contained in the immortal blood seemed to be awakened. That was the real blood of the immortal monarch! Lan
White Tiger Immortal Monarch of the eleventh realm!
A pair of huge tiger heads appeared, as huge as mountains, and the white tiger's eyes were rippling like a lake!
Facing the power of the real blood of the immortal monarch, Emperor Yuan Meng also frowned, but he was still fearless. He swung his scimitar at the huge tiger head, and the knife light broke through the air brilliantly, densely like thick fog!
However, it was obviously not as easy as killing the first ten realms.
On the spiritual platform, Emperor Yuan Meng's soul left his body, and his body crossed, fighting two enemies alone, wanting to swallow the ancient scripture and rush out of the dragon vein power in the bronze coffin, two great opportunities!
On the silver chain, many ten realms strongmen from the outside world had brilliant eyes and were extremely excited.
Many people locked their eyes on the golden light bursting out of the flesh, like the golden body of Buddha, like the happiness of the gods descending to the mortal world, and their eyes showed excitement!
Such ancient scriptures, they naturally understood its value!
"Fight! We must fight for this ancient scripture!"
"Capturing Anle is the most important!"
The eyes of the ten realms flickered, and their hearts flew. They wished they could give themselves wings, cross the silver chains, step onto the spiritual platform, capture Anle who was engraved with ancient scriptures, and swallow this great opportunity!
Taking advantage of the confrontation between the Yuan Meng Emperor and the mysterious strong man brought by Anle, Anle was the most empty at this moment, which was the best opportunity to seize the opportunity!
Of course, the old sword saint and the old heavenly master and other ten realm strong men who were on good terms with Anle had worries in their eyes, worrying about Anle's safety.
The current situation is definitely not good for Anle, and it can even be said to be a little dangerous!
Boom!
The silver chain kept shaking, whipping the spiritual liquid lake around the spiritual platform, and the lake water splashed and evaporated into a misty aura fog, making the underground palace illuminated by various means and forces like a fairyland!
The runes and mechanisms on the silver chain flickered endlessly, and the peacock crossbows in the void were like opening their tails and drawing bows, shining brightly!
The ten realm masters showed their magical powers, and finally someone crossed the silver chain and stepped onto the spiritual platform!
The breath of death was intertwined, and the palm of his hand held a palace. The eyes of the Lord of Hell Palace exuded blood. As the first person to step onto the spiritual platform after the Yuan Meng Emperor and the descendants of the immortals, he was extremely excited!
His eyes were locked on Anle.
Although he was also hot in his heart for the power of the dragon veins flying out of the bronze coffin, he was unwilling to fight for it, because he knew that the ninth dragon vein would definitely be the first choice of the Yuan Meng Emperor.
Once the Yuan Meng Emperor was angered and became the only target of his attack, he would suffer a great loss.
Therefore, the Lord's goal is naturally to lock Anle. As the Lord of Hell, a strong man at the peak of the Ten Realms, if he can capture Anle, this young man whose flesh is engraved with ancient scriptures will definitely give him great benefits!
Whether it is observing the scriptures or refining the young man's flesh, it is a good choice!
The blood and energy are rising and falling, and the soul and thoughts are intertwined, forming a mental force that is as real as blood evil and leaping out of the body. The prince of the hell palace has a smile on his face, holding the palace in his hand, and walks towards An Le, who has finished the sword dance and has scriptures engraved all over his body. go.
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Anle didn't expect that it would be so strenuous to carry this ancient scripture together, and he could barely bear it, which surprised him. Lan
The physical body is constantly cracking. Even if the Mountain and River Cauldron in the ridge pillar is constantly washed away by the will of heaven and earth, it is still difficult to keep the physical body intact.
The physical strength is still not enough, far behind!
This made Anle feel inexplicably anxious. Of course, he never expressed it. His mind was intertwined. The [Eternal Genius] Years Dao Fruit was beating, emitting and dripping strange energy, making Anle's soul quickly observe and remember the physical body. ancient scriptures.
The scriptures are like a brilliant fire, burning from eternity to the present.
It is very obscure, and the transformation brought about by the complete scripture is completely different from that of half the scripture.
The soul of Anle is remembering the ancient scriptures, and the verses in the ancient scriptures seem to penetrate into the soul through the body. On the soul of Anle, the golden ancient scriptures begin to appear.
It's like densely packed sparks burning and intertwining. Lan
The Yuan Shen of the Eighth Realm Divine Movement is quite powerful, and the ten thousand feet of rays of light hold up the Yuan Shen in the sky like a god.
In addition, the ancient scriptures are reflected from the physical body to the soul bit by bit, making the soul more and more magical!
Anle's eyes flickered, and the ancient scriptures seemed to connect the physical body and the soul, allowing the physical body and the spirit to resonate, forming a fusion of water and milk, achieving a special level of mutually reinforcing sublimation!
boom!
In the peaceful mind space, the self-created spiritual refining method and the visualization diagram of the years emerge, the trickling long river of time stretches across the vision, and the ancient scriptures emerge, like a brilliant flame burning and blooming in the long river of time. .
Water represents time and fire represents civilization. The intertwining of water and fire seems to form a magnificent elegy!
Anle's mind, which had just entered the eighth realm of divine movement, at this moment, slowly stabilized, and there were no longer any ups and downs. Lan
Anle was so happy that he could even feel that his spirit and soul became stronger and stronger under the hold of the ancient scriptures.
The physical body cannot carry the ancient scriptures, but the soul can, which brings unexpected joy to Anle.
An Le thought, looking at the vision of the long river of time like a trickle, showing a look of surprise. It was obvious that he was able to do this because of the vision of the long river of time.
The content of the ancient sutra gradually appears in the soul. The complete ancient sutra is extremely heavy. Even if the soul carries it, there is still a roaring sound that lingers endlessly. Fortunately, under the suppression of the vision of the long river of time, there is no ripple!
"Ah! I'm going to die, I'm really going to die!"
An Le's body has scriptures like fire all over his body. The treasure tree on his shoulders is also clinging to the scriptures. The treasure tree howls incessantly and is extremely sad.
The pain that Baoshu endures is naturally the pain that Anle endures! Lan
But the treasure tree is actually transforming, its aura has changed, it is growing, becoming deeper and more powerful!
Suddenly, Anle's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a death crisis approaching.
He opened his eyes, and there were golden scriptures and ancient characters imprinted on the center of the hole, as if two twisted golden flames were burning!
In the distance, blood spreads, like the Lord of Hell pulling a long river of blood, slowly stepping over, staring at An Le with evil, greedy and excited eyes.
Above the Lingtai, the space seals were constantly rising and falling, and they were constantly being punched out. They clashed with Emperor Yuan Meng's Yuan Shen Lei Chi, and the intense energy was vented endlessly.
Such a catharsis of energy, in order to prevent Anle from being affected, the old monster covered the void armor, directly tore open the space, and extradited Emperor Yuan Meng's Yuan Shen Thunder Pond into it. Collisions and confrontations occurred in an inexplicable space, which will have an impact on the present world. Minimize it, at least it will not affect An Le's extremely fragile body at the moment.
But precisely because of this, only Anle himself was left empty on the coffin, and the Lord of Hell moved forward step by step, approaching Anle without any hindrance! Lan
The old monster is temporarily unable to break away from the battle entangled in the Yuanshen Leichi of Emperor Yuanmeng, and helps Anle.
"No one can save you! Your luck is indeed strong. You have become the Lord of the Seventh Mountain on the Seventh Mountain, and you have a great affinity with the Holy Master. However, at this moment in the tomb of the First Emperor, fate and destiny are all determined by chance. Depending on the means, the influence of the Holy Master is virtually nonexistent."
"Don't worry, I will quickly destroy your soul and refine your physical body. If your physical body can be used to engrave ancient scriptures, if it can be refined by this Lord, I am afraid you will have the opportunity to grow into the drought demon in myths and legends. Ordinary existence!”
The Lord of Hell is extremely greedy and excited.
If he can really sacrifice Hanbao, he will definitely be able to step into the eleventh realm and achieve a breakthrough and leap forward in the barrier!
The bloody river rushed down, and countless dead souls wailed in it.
This is an evil method from hell. It took countless people to achieve it. It is like a river of death drawn from the netherworld! Lan
The power of the river acts on the spirit, and the Lord of Hell wants to use this to erase the soul and wisdom in Anle's body!
The bloody river keeps approaching, bringing a crisis that makes Anle's body tremble.
He stared intently, his mind moving.
The war puppet emerged, and now it has entered the double eight realm, and the war puppet's cultivation level has also been simultaneously improved to the double eight realm.
The war puppet simulated and copied the Yuan Meng emperor. The Yuan Meng emperor in the double eight realms was enough to fight against the late double nine realm strongmen. He would feel exhausted when facing the double nine realm perfection that condensed the prototype of the Great Dao.
As for facing the Lord of Hell, Anle did not have any hope at all. He just blocked him for a moment, giving him some time to think about how to escape and let his soul reflect the complete ancient scripture.
"Puppet? The breath is just entering the eighth realm... Such a puppet dares to show in front of me, like a clown." Lan
The Lord of Hell glanced at the war puppet blocking him and smiled indifferently.
Raising his hand, his palm pressed down fiercely, and the blood-colored river surged out, as if washing the space with tremors!
The war puppet's eyes flickered, and he bent his bow and shot an arrow. The arrow surged, rotating at high speed, bursting through the blood-colored river.
However, this blood-colored river seemed to be led out from the netherworld, with great power and unfathomable depth.
The arrow was washed away and disappeared, and the arrow intent of the war puppet also collapsed and disappeared.
The war puppet did not retreat. It drew out its scimitar, and burst out with the same sword intent as the Yuan Meng Emperor. The sword energy was raging, like a big net interweaving around!
This sword was very gorgeous, even the Lord of Hell felt a shock in his heart. Lan
The bloody river was split by the sword light, and the war puppet kept waving the scimitar, and the sword light kept splashing.
Hmm?
In the space, the Yuan Meng Emperor's soul sat in the thunder pool formed by the annihilation thunder, competing with the space power controlled by the old monster!
Suddenly, the Yuan Meng Emperor's soul opened and closed his eyes, and watched the scene of the battle puppet and the bloody river of the Lord of Hell fighting. The familiar sword light and sword intent made the Yuan Meng Emperor's soul slightly stunned.
It was as if he was watching himself in his youth.
This scene is quite strange!
"What strange puppets, destroy them all!" Lan
The Lord of Hell didn't want to waste time. The Yuanmeng Emperor was fighting with the old monster who was good at space magic. It was very likely that he would stop fighting at any time and return to fight for Anle. He had to seize the time to capture Anle and obtain the ancient scripture!
Kacha Kacha...
The blood-colored river rushed faster and faster. Finally, the scimitar wielded by the war puppet broke and was completely swallowed and overturned by the blood-colored river.
The war puppet was full of cracks. With a bang, it exploded and set off a terrifying energy fluctuation, and finally returned to nothingness.
Anle's mind was shocked. In the Dao Fruit space, the light of the [War Puppet] Dao Fruit dimmed slightly and could not be used temporarily. The war puppet was destroyed and needed time to recover.
However, the war puppet also bought precious time for Anle.
When the last scripture was engraved on the Yuanshen. Lan
Anle's Yuanshen unexpectedly became solemn and majestic, with Buddha's light shining everywhere, and the golden light splendid the entire mind space.
The light of the heart sword of the seven-colored glazed glass was suppressed, only the vision of the long river of time was still dazzling.
Countless scriptures seemed to be piled up like firewood, burning into flames.
In the dancing flames, Anle seemed to see the pictures of the past years, the continuation and withering of civilization in the flames, and there seemed to be a sad atmosphere spreading and interweaving!
Anle's soul was shaken, his eyes opened and closed, revealing a hint of doubt and confusion.
It seemed that he was puzzled by the pictures of the years shown by this ancient scripture, as if... the ancient scripture was not a product of this era.
At the same time. Lan
On the spiritual platform, when Anle's soul engraved the last word of the ancient scripture.
Anle's soul and body both burned with golden flames.
In the dark, it seemed that a unique wave was generated, and the wave spread and impacted the bronze coffin behind him.
Dong!
Dongdong!
The bronze coffin shook violently, as if something was hitting the coffin and the coffin wall.
It was like the sound of a heart beating with renewed vitality and vigor! Lan
The Lord of Hell, who was in charge of the palace, paused at this moment, staring at the coffin with a bit of solemnity, and felt a little scared.
After all, this was the underground palace, the burial place of the First Emperor. In the coffin, perhaps the person who was sleeping was the peerless figure who was stunning and defied the heavens ten thousand years ago. Therefore, he dared not be careless!
Not only him, but also many ten-level strongmen who were fighting for the silver chain stopped their movements tacitly, staring at the bronze coffin, as if waiting for the abnormality in the bronze coffin to appear.
Dong Dong Dong!
The sound of the collision was still emitting endlessly, like the sound of an ancient bell.
The Lord of Hell no longer paid attention, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes. He took a step down, and the bronze spirit platform trembled slightly, and the spirit liquid water flow exploded into waves.
His figure instantly approached Anle. Lan
Hooking his five fingers, he pressed down hard, and suddenly a bloody river flowed out of the netherworld, entwining around Anle, wrapping Anle and the Lord of Hell together.
The Lord of Hell held the palace with one hand, his eyes dim and bloody.
He stared at Anle, who was covered with ancient scriptures, and smiled.
He stared greedily at the ancient scriptures engraved all over Anle's body, grinning.
"What a profound ancient scripture, I can't tell its origin at a glance, but the soul is trembling, and the netherworld that is communicating seems to be turbulent..."
"This ancient scripture has a great origin, and the Hades in the netherworld... is amazed by it!"
The Lord of Hell murmured, feeling the will coming from the netherworld. Lan
He was getting closer and closer to Anle. When he was one foot away from Anle, he could even feel the blood flowing in Anle's cracked flesh.
Over the spiritual platform.
The Yuanmeng Emperor's Yuanshen, wrapped in the thunder pool, jumped out.
The old monster wearing silver void armor also walked out.
The two frowned slightly, both of them were heading towards the Lord of Hell, trying to stop the Lord of Hell from refining the Anle body.
The Lord of Hell glanced at it, his mind was agitated, and the blood-colored river surged. The palace in his hand was thrown up, as if it was located in the netherworld, and the palace that cleared the way for the dead souls emitted a black light and was suspended above the blood-colored river.
It's like a unique barrier has been formed, blocking the crossing and transition of space! Lan
"This is...the power of the netherworld."
Under the Void Armor, the old monster's eyes flashed with solemnity.
"Thousands of years have passed, but the connection between the underworld and the human world has not been severed."
"In an era when hundreds of schools of thought were contending, the Yin Yang family led people to the underworld to bring about reincarnation for the human world... Now, after thousands of years, the inheritance of the Yin Yang family has not been cut off and has reappeared in the human world."
The old monster sighed.
Times are changing and practice is drying up, but what remains unchanged and has never been exhausted is the spirit and philosophy of various schools of thought.
The palace is floating on the bloody river, blocking the old monster and the soul of Emperor Yuanmeng. Lan
The two are really blocked, making it difficult to break open quickly and rescue An Le.
And what Lord Hell needs is exactly this time. During this time, as long as he completes the refining of Anle's physical body, he can master the ancient scriptures and even obtain more powerful power gifted by the Netherworld!
On the silver chain.
The expression of the old sword master with a hollow in his chest changed slightly. The old heavenly master sat on the purple golden lotus with a solemn expression on his face.
Many strong men in the ten realms frequently used tricks, and finally set foot on the spiritual platform.
The old sword master and the old heavenly master did not hesitate and wanted to go to support An Le, but Gu Bai Jing, the patron of the Xiliang Kingdom, showed a cold and crazy smile, and the demonic energy surged across a bone knife, stopping the old sword master. .
The Purple Qi Golden Lotus under the old Heavenly Master's seat burst out with great brilliance, but he was also blocked by others. He was the master of the Zhenwu Temple, and the two leaders of the Dao Sect in the world started a fight on the tomb platform. Lan
Although Anle has many enemies in the outside world, it also has a lot of help.
A burst of chanting of the Buddha's name surged, and the heart and sword intertwined and burst out with brilliance. It seemed that there was a mind and sword everywhere in the world.
The female Bodhisattva of the Tenth Realm of Ganye Temple, Master Wenzhu's eyebrows shined brightly, and the Tenth Realm Heart Sword was held out, embracing the Buddha's light, trying to float away and cut open the river of blood.
However, the World Honored One of Lianhua Temple, with his red cassock billowing and eyes burning with fire, clasped his palms together and placed them in front of the Heart Sword.
"Amitabha, Master Wenzhu, you and I have not discussed Buddhism for hundreds of years. Today, you and I are discussing Buddhism."
The World Honored One of Lianhua Temple said softly.
One of the disciples of the World Honored One is the Holy Monk Crossing the Sea. Because of crossing the sea, the relationship between Lianhua Temple and Anle is actually quite diametrically opposed. At this moment, the World Honored One intervenes to stop him, which is unexpected but also reasonable. Lan
The three Buddhist temples, Ganye and Lianhua all took action.
The Time Buddha of Lanke Temple did not stand idly by. A copper-colored short ax appeared in the hands of the kind-faced monk. The ax was stained with copper rust. When he waved it gently, a powerful wave of power from the great avenue came out.
However, the old and withered fingers were gently extended, turning into two phantom fingers, clamping the severed copper axe.
The Time Buddha in Lanke Temple was also blocked by others, and the person who blocked it was Uncle Yan Tong, the former leader of the No. 1 Mountain.
"Amitabha, Lord Yan, why are you here..."
Time Buddha looked complicated and sighed.
"It's just different ways..." Uncle Yan Tong replied calmly. Lan
Well-being is a variable, and his Tao...does not require variables. Instead, he himself needs to be a variable. The existence of peace and happiness will affect his Tao, making it difficult for his Tao to be perfect, and may even never see perfection.
Unless he gives up the path he has practiced for hundreds of years and starts over.
But in this era when spiritual practice is becoming increasingly depleted, who can have the courage to start over?
At least, Uncle Yan Tong didn't.
The young man, whose body was stained with blood and whose legs were withered and unable to move, raised his hand, and there was a terrifying sound roaring on his fingertips, and his fingers could shake the stars when they beat.
This is a strong man who has perfected the Double Nine Realms and has never set foot in the Ten Realms. However, at this moment, he chooses to help Anle.
Because this person is Lu Yishan, the national master of Dali Kingdom, Zhao Huangting once talked with Lu Yishan and wanted Lu Yishan to help Anle. Lan
Facing such a situation today, Lu Yishan naturally wanted to take action.
However, when Lu Yishan made a move, someone also tried to stop him. The old man wearing a star robe, with his beard flying, raised his hands and stamped his feet, as if stars were condensing to hit Lu Yishan.
"Tai Shang Elder, if Mr. Lu remembers correctly, the Star Reaching Sect and Anle are not enemies. Today, Mr. Lu came to help Anle. Why did you stop him?"
Lu Yishan stared and asked in a deep voice.
The Supreme Elder looked at Lu Yishan calmly with the starry curtain behind him, and said calmly: "No reason."
Lu Yishan was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were deep, like stars floating in the sea. He said in a deep voice: "Then Lu will make a guess, is the action of the Supreme Elder because of the Lord of Hell?"
The Supreme Elder sighed softly: "Lu Yishan, you are very smart. The former king admired you and trusted you. But now that Dali has completed the succession of thrones, the king trusts the old man more. You and I have different ideas. In this situation This era will eventually come to an end.
Lu Yishan, the national master of Dali Kingdom, shook his head: "Then you cannot join forces with the Xiliang Hell Palace... That is seeking the skin of a tiger and walking with a jackal. It will bring disaster to Dali and bring the Star Reaching Sect in danger of overthrow."
The Supreme Elder smiled: "How can I not know this, but the one I joined forces with is not the Hell Palace, not Xiliang, but... Netherworld."
Dali Imperial Master Lu Yishan was startled, and then his eyes showed bitterness, knowing that the situation was irreversible and his persuasion was ineffective: "Is there any difference?"
Let's not speculate. Although the Dali Imperial Master looked miserable, he did not hesitate to use all his strength.
Half a step into the ten realms, condensed into the prototype of the great road, Dali Imperial Master Lu Yishan is only a hair away from the real ten realms.
The war broke out on the spiritual platform, with strong men from the ten realms who were helping An Le and enemies of An Le fighting one after another.
This opportunity to enter the Ten Realm Tomb to compete for opportunities turned into a chaotic battle because of An Le. The focus of the audience was all focused on a young man who had just broken through to the Eighth Realm! Lan
Of course, this battle will not actually affect An Le's fate, which is shrouded in the long river of blood.
What a master of hell, he has perfected the ten realms, survived three disasters, and can communicate with the underworld. His cultivation is extremely strong.
Refining has just broken through to the eighth level of peace, there will be no big mistakes at all, and there will be no suspense.
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In the deep and sunken eyes of the old monster covered by the void armor, silver light suddenly flashed, as if there was a dusty aura that was slowly unraveling.
However, suddenly, the old monster was startled, the will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes jumped, and the silver light fell silent again and continued to lie dormant.
Anle... seemed to surprise him again!
boom! Lan
In the bronze coffin in the center of the mourning platform, there was a roar and explosion, and the sound of constantly hitting the coffin wall was turbulent.
Finally, a three-legged bronze cauldron flew out from the coffin.
The light is overflowing, as if there are mountains, rivers and other strange phenomena, all appearing above this bronze three-legged mountain and river tripod!
Many people's eyes were attracted!
One of the Nine Cauldrons in the World...the third-level treasure sealed in the tomb of the First Emperor, the Mountain and River Cauldron!
After the power of the dragon vein gushes out from the coffin, it is also born!
At the moment when the Mountain and River Cauldron was born. Lan
In the sea of blood, An Le, who was covered in scriptures, had golden flames in his eyes. His eyes moved sideways and landed on the Mountain and River Cauldron that jumped out of the coffin. Suddenly, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He seems to have thought of how to strengthen his body so that it can carry the ancient scriptures!
That is...refining this mountain and river cauldron!
Let the second Mountain River Cauldron enter him like a dragon's crest pillar!
"what's on your mind?"
"The current situation is that I want to refine you, but you... are still thinking about refining this Mountain and River Cauldron?"
"Are you...looking down on me?" Lan
The noble clothes of the Lord of Hell were flying, his eyes were staring at An Le who was close to Chi Chi, and he said softly.
With the flame sutra growing out of the hole of An Le Tong, he looked back at the Mountain and River Cauldron that jumped out of the coffin. His eyes fell on the Lord of Hell. There was a trace of sadness on his face that was full of cracks because he carried the ancient sutra. Dan smile.
"I just look down on you...so what?"
An Le said.
The eyes of the Lord of Hell are filled with murderous intent!
"I will make your life worse than death, and make you cry and beg me!"
Lord Hell's tone was very cold. He opened his arms, and blood seemed to spurt out, intertwined into twisty blood-colored chains, and wrapped around Anle's cracked body due to carrying the scriptures, and Lord Hell raised his He raised his hand, spread his five fingers as black as ink, and slowly lowered them, heading towards An Le's head. Lan
Lord of Hell...want to refine peace and happiness!
However, Anle laughed.
Raising his hand, the scriptures burned between his five fingers. When he tapped lightly, there was a roaring sound like rolling stars!
Vaguely, it seemed as if there was a Taoist fruit in Anle's hand.
The Taoist Fruit of Time [Sacrifice Oneself]!
[Sacrifice the body (the fruit of the passage of time): the separation of spirit and flesh, the body can be abandoned, the rebirth of destruction, complete and flawless]
When the Lord of Hell pressed his palm on Anle's head. Lan
Happiness inspires path fruition.
In an instant, Anle's eyebrows were filled with light, as if there was a vast glow, like steaming clouds, bright and clear, and the long river of time was winding and surging, protecting the soul and spirit.
"Ah?! Brother Le, what are you going to do?! No! Don't do this, okay?!"
"Brother Le, you can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood. The physical body is the capital of cultivation and the foundation for ascending to the supreme level. Calm down!"
The treasure tree growing on An Le's shoulder seemed to already know what An Le was going to do, and it suddenly became terrified, desperate, and howled loudly.
The Lord of Hell also shrank his eyes and his hair stood on end. He dared to feel a strong crisis from this young man who had cultivated in the eighth realm!
The next moment, you can see the cracks in An Le's body are getting wider and wider, and the ancient scripture words covering it seem to be as bright as the blazing sun at this moment! Lan
Violent energy fluctuations, the qi and blood in An Le's physical body surged and boiled, as if the innate spiritual energy was ignited!
"You want ancient scriptures, right? I'll give them to you."
Anle looked at the Lord of Hell who was about to take back his hand and smiled gently.
The words just fell!
The whole person is like a bright sun, every ancient scripture collides with each other, and the sonorous sound resounds through the turmoil!
boom!
!
Anle's body suddenly disintegrated and exploded! Lan
Terrifying energy surges like stormy waves!
Under the detonation of physical energy and blood, the restless scriptures became more active, clashing with each other, and their power exploded, like a world-shattering killing spree!
A golden fire mushroom cloud surrounded by ancient scripture text, dazzling and dazzling like the sun shining on the sky, steaming and spreading!
Accompanied by the screams of the treasure tree...
Instantly engulfed the Lord of Hell!
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