Chapter 249: Bribing the Sword Spirit of the Supreme Sword, Recasting the Supreme Sword, and Transforming All the Swords
The Thousand Baidu shot out. Although it was Li Youan's magic weapon, it was not difficult for Anle to manipulate it with his current cultivation level.
The starlight was surging and countless streams of light were falling.
A sword-making furnace rose from the ground, and the blazing fairy fire was boiling and roaring in the furnace, emitting unparalleled hot temperature.
With a click of his fingers, the Thousand Baidu shot into the sword furnace and was instantly engulfed by the rolling flames.
All the disciples in the entire Jianchi Palace were alert.
In the distance, Su Muzhe, Wan Jieliu, Lin Siye and others were all standing and looking. They were not swordsmiths, so they naturally could not get close. They could only watch from afar and witness a famous scene of Anle casting a treasure.
However, it must be said that this momentum was really incredible.
Master Lin Si had an axe on his waist, his eyes were bright. As the consort of Yuan Meng, he had completely severed his relationship with Yuan Meng and lived in seclusion in Jianchi Palace.
When the disciples of Jianchi Palace conquered the Western Liang Demon Kingdom together, Master Lin Si was also the first to take the lead.
Now, Master Lin Si looked at An Le, who was majestic and god-like, and the emotion on his face became more and more intense. He never thought that the boy who used to draw horses in his courtyard had become a strong man who could kill the Ten Realms.
He even destroyed Dali and Xiliang and became the leader of a powerful country.
"Qianbaidu itself is only a first-grade sword. It is not easy to recast it to the level of a treasure."
Wanjieliu was burly, and the sword Xiliu was wrapped around his waist like a belt. Looking at An Le who slowly fell into the sword-making workshop, a touch of respect appeared in his eyes.
In the respect, there was a touch of confusion.
Thinking back to the time when he protected An Bei and went to the Yuan Meng capital to watch Zhao Huangting challenge the Yuan Meng emperor, it was only a long time ago. At that time, An Le was only a weak fifth realm.
In a blink of an eye, An Le had surpassed him in cultivation realm.
Wan Jie Liu had the illusion that time had passed unknowingly.
Su Muzhe crossed his arms across his chest, dressed in a tight outfit, and there was a clanging sound of the sword palace between his eyebrows: "An Le and Master Wang once forged a supreme sword together. Now they are refining it again. They dare to start the furnace again. Naturally, they are sure of it."
"The most important thing is that Master Wang has been leading many swordsmiths in the Sword Pool Palace to forge swords with the blood fox demon bone these days. They are waiting for this moment. With the opportunity of the formation of the supreme sword, they can jointly promote the upgrading of many swords."
As the palace master of the Sword Pool Palace, Su Muzhe doesn't know much about sword forging, but in connection with what happened during this period, she can think of An Le's plan and Wang Yansheng's plan.
Outside Jinguan City, streams of light swept across.
Li Youan came with his hands behind his back, his scholar's robe fluttering, looking like a banished immortal.
After all, he had stepped into the Ten Realms, and now the world would naturally let him do whatever he wanted. Moreover, Li Youan's foundation was too solid. After stepping into the Ten Realms, he absorbed the spiritual energy of the world very vigorously, and his cultivation improved very quickly.
In a short period of time, he had already reached the perfection of the Ten Realms and One Disaster, and there was a tendency to impact the Ten Realms and Two Disasters.
As a legendary champion, he did have this foundation. After all, he integrated his invincible momentum into his cultivation, and it has been playing a role until now, helping his cultivation.
Today, Li Youan couldn't help but come. He put down some things in Xiliang City and rushed over.
However, under his management, Xiliang City has already swept away the decline and gradually burst into life.
Because of the geographical location, a large number of people and refugees poured into Xiliang City, and even some escaped practitioners.
This made the power of Xiliang City improve and grow in a short period of time.
Wang Banshan did not come. He was busy building the academy and sending invitations to invite former colleagues of the Academy of Literature in the Great Zhao Dynasty to come to the academy to witness the birth of the academy.
Wang Banshan was obviously very confident in the construction of the academy this time.
The Academy of Literature is now rotten with the Great Zhao. Wang Banshan feels that it is too difficult to wash away the filth in the Academy of Literature now.
It is better to start from scratch and build another academy.
Of course, this academy is backed by Anle. With the protection of Anle, the future of the academy may not be able to touch the real Academy of Literature.
However, without the treasure of Wenqu Tablet, it is still a little less than the Academy of Literature.
However, the purpose of Wang Banshan's establishment of the academy is not to abolish the Academy of Literature, but just to realize his own ideas.
Lu Yishan also came, taking time out from Dali Kingdom, and landed on the shore of Jianchi Lake, watching this rare sword-making event.
The old dragon Ao Fengneng from the West Sea, who was subdued by Anle's Liulizhan, and the ten-level dragons such as Zhu Cheng from the North Sea, also appeared in Jinguan City together.
It can be said that this is a large gathering of ten-level masters.
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Anle could naturally sense the appearance of the ten-level masters around him.
However, he was very calm, and his mind was focused on sword-making.
Although Anle wanted to get some more benefits from the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword, such as the True Spirit of the Ancestral Sword, etc., the prerequisite was that the sword he forged must be able to trigger the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword.
This was not an easy task, and Anle needed to concentrate all his attention and put all his thoughts into it.
He could forge the most precious sword, but it was not as easy as imagined.
In addition to Anle's sword-making level not being improved, there was another point because in the human world... the most precious sword was more difficult to forge.
The figure floated down and stood beside the open-air sword-casting furnace.
This is the most precious sword-casting furnace in Jianchi Palace. It is the sword furnace left by the old sword saint. Wang Yansheng took out this precious sword furnace, which undoubtedly expressed his mood.
He also hoped that the will of the old sword saint left in the sword furnace could help them successfully complete the casting of the most precious sword.
He looked at Wang Yansheng.
Now the sword-casting is naturally not dominated by Wang Yansheng. Anle's current physical and mental strength have surpassed Wang Yansheng, so he naturally occupies the main position of sword-casting.
Boom!
Anle stood beside the sword-casting furnace. The earth fairy fire in the furnace was blazing. During the burning, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth would be attracted and burned by the earth fairy fire, forming pure energy and integrating into the magic weapon being cast.
The mind surged, and the long river of the soul suddenly swept out. Between the rushing water, there was a magnificent spiritual power splashing down.
In the sword-making furnace, a sword embryo was smelted and burned red, but the surrounding was still filled with starlight. It was shining.
Obviously, the material of Qianbaidu's sword was not ordinary. It was like a piece of meteorite iron from outer space, with the characteristics of starlight.
It was somewhat similar to the material used to cast the third-level treasure, the Stargazing Map.
The Stargazing Map was a third-level treasure cast by Zou Zi of the Yin-Yang School. The material of the third-level treasure was extraordinary.
Boom!
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When the first sound of the hammer fell, it exploded.
Anle's extremely strong physique was directly displayed, and the scriptures of the Human Dao Zujing exuded golden light, like a chain wrapped around his flesh.
With strong power, holding the hammer and hitting it, it can be seen that Qianbaidu's iron and stone sword embryo burst out countless suppressed sparks.
The violent blood and qi beat like a storm, venting the terrifying power, and fiercely hit the sword embryo transformed by Qianbaidu.
Dang...dang...dang...
Every time Anle's hammer fell, the sword-casting platform would tremble, spreading like bell waves, shaking the sword bells placed on the bell platform to resonate and tremble.
Wang Yansheng, who was standing by, narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Such a powerful force, the blood and qi are almost endless and will not be exhausted. Every time the hammer falls, the power is controlled to the extreme, allowing the power to spread to every corner of the sword embryo along with the hammer surface."
"I'm not needed at all..."
Wang Yansheng murmured.
He felt that he was redundant.
Anle didn't need him this time to forge the most precious sword.
The previous sword river still needed him and Anle to hammer continuously to provide enough power and continuous power increase.
And now, Anle alone is enough, and even has more power.
However, it is not surprising that Anle can do this. After all, Anle is an existence that can kill the strong men of the ten realms and three disasters.
He is no longer the weak boy at the beginning.
The spreading hammering sound seems to vibrate the air.
In the many sword furnaces around the sword-making workshop, sword embryos were trembling, affected by the spreading power, as if they were also being beaten.
These sword embryos were made of blood fox demon bones. The blood fox was a demon king of the tenth realm and three disasters. The demon bones themselves contained extremely powerful power. After being made into swords, the power was integrated into the sword body.
However, it was not easy for most swordsmiths to break the power of the demon king's blood bones, and the power diffusion under Anle's hammering helped most swordsmiths to complete this step.
There were even many swordsmiths who felt it and swung the hammer following Anle, grasping and familiarizing themselves with the speed of the hammer and the dispersion of the power!
Of course, these swordsmiths who realized the frequency of Anle's hammering and the dispersion of the power could not hammer a few times in the subsequent attempts. If they were to force the hammer, their bodies would probably explode.
The sword embryos of thousands of times rolled in the sword-making furnace, absorbing the power of the earth fairy fire and constantly transforming.
Qianbaidu, which was originally made of meteorite iron from outer space, had impurities knocked out during this forging process.
Anle's mind moved, and he took out a pure power of the Great Dao, sprinkled this power of the Great Dao into the sword embryo, and then smashed it hard with his mind-turned hammer.
The power of the Great Dao and the sword embryo were perfectly integrated together.
Qianbaidu's sword embryo gradually exuded a unique meaning.
Buzz!
I don't know how long it lasted.
When a loud sword chant broke out, a red sword light rushed up from the sword furnace, suspended in the air, and continuously released sword energy and sword light.
Wang Yansheng's face condensed slightly.
He knew that this meant that the forging of the most precious sword had entered the next stage!
It was time to activate that extremely mysterious and terrifying sword!
Wang Yansheng took a step forward, wanting to face it with Anle.
Anle glanced at Wang Yansheng, but did not refuse. After all, this time, forging a supreme sword was also a good opportunity for Wang Yansheng. If he could seize the opportunity, he might have a chance to break into the Tenth Realm and the Second Disaster.
Anle flicked his fingers, and strands of blood and qi burst out and hit the sword body. The terrifying power was beating the sword body, making the appearance of the sword body gradually and delicately change from being truly sharp.
At the same time!
A breath of supreme treasure level finally slowly flowed out from this Qianbaidu.
No wonder Li Youan felt that Qianbaidu was qualified to be recast into a supreme sword, because the material of Qianbaidu's sword was indeed very special and could indeed be cast into a supreme treasure.
This material alone was better than many swords.
Anle originally thought that if the material reforged by Qian Baidu became a treasure, he could add some resources, but he never thought that he could save this resource now.
But in fact, Anle didn't feel surprised when he thought about it seriously.
Since Li Youan chose to ask him to recast Qian Baidu, he must have expectations and knowledge of Qian Baidu, and he has long known that Qian Baidu's material can carry the rank of supreme treasure.
In this case, Anle saves a lot of time and effort. He keeps popping out blood beads. The blood beads are like hammers, beating hard, perfecting the flaws of this accurate sword.
boom!
After completing the forging, Anle moved his mind, rolled up the sword embryo with the long river of his soul, and poured it into the Jianchi Lake.
Jianchi Lake is very special, it is a true holy land for sword-making, and after Anle and Wang Yansheng made the sword to the Changhe river last time, Jianchi Lake is now more suitable for sword-quenching.
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When Qian Baidu was thrown into Jianchi Lake by Anle.
The entire Jianchi Lake seemed to be boiling and rolling at this moment, and the white heat steamed up in an instant, blocking the sight of too many people.
A hidden pressure of sword energy began to spread out from the Jianchi Lake.
At the bottom of the Sword Pond, a terrifying sword floated slowly and appeared, exuding extremely terrifying pressure.
That is the Longyuan Sword among the first-grade swords of Jianchi Palace!
However, the pressure of swordsmanship above Qian Baidu began to gradually overwhelm Long Yuan, which meant that Qian Baidu had already surpassed the first-level realm and began to impact the real treasure level!
boom!
When Qian Baidu is about to truly break through the barriers and achieve the ultimate sword.
An extremely sharp force fell from the sky.
One after another, shackles appeared with a clattering sound, entangling Qianbaidu and suppressing Qianbaidu's sharp sword light.
Anle's eyes narrowed and she raised her head.
Looking up into the sky, his eyes were bright and shining, as if he was exploring the void. He saw a supreme sword hanging in the depths of the void. Just the slight pressure emitted by the sword caused the void to turmoil. , to be cut and broken.
"The Ancestral Sword of Heaven?"
Anle's eyes flickered, and her heart was extremely solemn.
Even across the ninth level of the sky, you can still feel the terrifying pressure brought by this sword. If you are close to this sword and on the same level of the sky, I am afraid that the sword energy released will be enough to kill him. Proud body.
But, after all, there is nine layers of heaven to isolate it.
Moreover, this time Anle deliberately triggered the sword.
An Le took one step forward, and the thousand degrees that had already begun to transform towards the treasure spread across An Le's body, like a river of stars.
boom!
The Ancestral Sword of Heaven in the Nine Heavens may have sensed something.
He slashed down a sword light that was so terrifying that it made the whole world feel dark.
The sword light slashed down across the sky, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart under the sword.
Anle's breath froze, but he didn't flinch even half a step.
My mind sank into the Tao Fruit Space...
[Emperor] Daoguo began to tremble, and the next moment, it seemed to appear behind An Le, emitting a misty purple halo, covering his body.
The [Emperor] Dao Fruit that has been refined into the True Spirit of the Cang Ancestral Sword is the foundation for Anle.
The sword light slashed down, shattering the space inch by inch. What a domineering sword light it was. Even the strongest swordsman in the world would not be able to show the slightest grace of this sword.
Wang Yansheng's hair stood on end, and his whole body felt cold and chilly, as if he was frozen.
Even though he had set foot in the tenth realm, facing the pressure of the Ancestral Sword, he was still as powerless as he was in the ninth realm.
All around, the atmosphere was also calm.
Lu Yishan and Li Youan stared at the sword in the ninth heaven, and Li Youan even had a little confusion in his eyes.
Is this the power that prevents the birth of the most precious sword in the world?
As expected, it is beyond my ability to compete!
Lu Yishan tapped his fingers on the wheelchair and his eyes flickered. He was actually not worried. He came here mainly to watch the excitement.
After all, he knew that the only reason why Anle dared to forge the Supreme Sword again after going through the process of forging the Supreme Sword was to bring out this mysterious sword again through the creation of the Supreme Sword.
And since he dared to draw out this sword, Anle must have a trump card.
Li Youan's face was extremely solemn. He did not expect that forging the ultimate sword would be such a big deal.
This sword is so far away from heaven and earth, no one can hold it, and the wisp of sword energy that it cuts can have such power, how terrifying is it?
The level of power was completely beyond Li Youan's imagination.
"Finally it showed up."
Anle looked at the sword deep in the void from a distance.
The extremely mysterious Heavenly Ancestral Sword, this sword obviously does not exist in Heaven. Otherwise, it is impossible for the great master of the White Tiger Family to deliberately deal with him just because he has exposed a little bit of the ancestral sword aura.
[Emperor] Dao Fruit exudes power.
However, facing the slashed sword energy, Anle did not choose and immediately used the [Emperor] Dao Fruit to absorb and consume it.
His body glowed with light, and treasures such as the Void Armor, the Mountain River Cauldron, and the Overlord Halberd appeared one after another. He mobilized all his energy and blood to unleash a shocking killing blow, and he pointed his sword energy at the sword.
With all his strength, he successfully blocked this wisp of sword energy.
Of course, because too much space was isolated, the power of the Cang Ancestral Sword was weakened in various ways. The final remaining power could only cut the ordinary ten realms, which was naturally not enough to deal with Anle.
Seems to be angered by provocation.
The Ancestral Sword of Heaven vibrated, and the chains trembled around the sword, as if they were about to be chopped into pieces by the burst of sword energy at any time.
boom!
An even more majestic sword light, like the shadow of an ancestral sword, whizzed down from the void.
There is no doubt that the Ancestral Sword of Heaven is angry.
Perhaps he recognized that the person who forged the sword this time was still the person who provoked it last time.
Under the influence of the two phases, the Heavenly Ancestral Sword became extremely angry.
The space is cracked inch by inch, and countless cracks are intertwined, like broken glass crystals, the light is shining, extremely gorgeous!
One sword seems to destroy the world.
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When there was a big move in the Jianchi Palace, when a terrifying sword such as the Cangzu Sword beheaded the terrifying sword spirit.
All the major forces in the human world are feeling this.
Ganye Temple, in front of Lianxin Cave.
The furry six-eared master sat cross-legged on the bluestone, wearing a cassock, and the Buddha's light was shining all over him. Suddenly, he felt something, and suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly. He was a little shocked, a little uneasy, and the Buddha's heart could not be maintained. .
"This is... the sword spirit of the Cang Ancestral Sword? What did Anle do? He actually provoked the sword spirit of the Cang Ancestral Sword to descend to the mortal world... How can we stop this?"
"This boy Anle... is he looking for death?"
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The Yaotai is diagonally connected to Xiu, and the Jade Palace is high in the sky.
Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.
In the tall and magnificent Zhenwu Hall, Emperor Zhenwu stood in front of him.
Taoist Qingyun was sitting on a futon, with green smoke burning from the incense burner in front of him and the faint scent of sandalwood.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, kept pinching his fingers, and his figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already hanging above the sea of clouds in Qingcheng Mountain, looking into the distance.
It can be seen that in the direction of the Sword Pool Palace, there is an extremely terrifying sword, which seems to shatter the layers of space and chop it down...
"God's Ancestral Sword...Ancestral Sword?!"
Taoist Qingyun's pinching fingers suddenly cramped, and his eyes revealed a look of extreme disbelief!
Among the gods, there is the Ancestral Sword of Heaven that the powerful Immortal King desires...
Actually appeared in the human world? !
Let's look at this sign... This Anle was forcibly forged into the most precious sword, which aroused the wrath of the Ancestral Sword of Heaven!
"This Anle...if he offends the Heavenly Ancestral Sword, he will definitely die!"
Taoist Qingyun shook his head.
"I never thought that An Le, a magnificent monster, would die in such a way..."
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at the same time.
Lanke Temple, Lianhua Temple, Kunpeng Mountain, Sihai Dragon Palace... there are all powerful beings vying to look at them, and they can feel the scene of this legendary ancestral weapon coming to the world to kill.
As a force with ancient heritage, they all got a glimpse of the sword's origin from the terrifying edge of this sword!
For a moment, all the powerful men sympathized with An Le, who had attracted the killing blow of the Ancestral Sword of Heaven.
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In just an instant, the sword broke through the nine heavens and landed in front of Anle!
Countless sword energies are steaming like rays of light, and the terrifying pressure can be easily cut away like the power of the great avenue.
The flow of Qi and blood in Anle's body seemed to have slowed down a lot. The disregard for pressure brought by the Fearless Heart Dao Fruit seemed to be insufficient to bear the pressure at this moment.
no doubt.
Anle would definitely not be able to stop this sword.
However, he had no intention of blocking it, because he had the Fruit of Time!
The propped up Dao Fruit [Emperor], at this moment, slowly rotated, and vaguely turned into a shadow of the Emperor, high and majestic.
The transformed [Emperor] Dao Fruit is much more powerful than before.
boom!
The sword spirit cut down by the Cang Cang Ancestral Sword collided with the Emperor Dao Fruit.
The terrible collision was eliminated, but it seemed to have turned into a gentle breeze.
The Emperor's Dao Fruit seemed to turn into an extremely huge whirlpool, swallowing up the sword spirits bit by bit...
However, after the Emperor Daoguo completely swallowed up the sword spirit.
Daoguo returned directly to Daoguo space.
Anle's mind moved, and he followed into the Dao Fruit Space.
But after arriving in the Dao Fruit space, the ancestral sword sword spirit that [Emperor] Dao Fruit swallowed was spit out, turned into a stream of light, and kept slashing in the Dao Fruit space. However, it could not kill the Dao. The fruit cannot cut through the void.
It seems that here, the power of Zu Jian is completely suppressed, and it is unable to make big waves at all.
Upon seeing this, Anle's heart, which had been tense and anxious, suddenly relaxed.
He knew that if it was stable, the sword spirit of this rich Heavenly Ancestral Sword might not be able to escape at all, and would be slowly refined by the Emperor's Dao Fruit.
However, the Ancestral Sword of Heaven seems to be unruly. Although the Dao Fruit Space is suppressing his power, he is still shooting randomly, piercing through and killing.
Suddenly, from the [Tao Drink] Tao Fruit, a ray of transformed power of the true Tao of Time surged out and wrapped around the Heavenly Ancestral Sword. This unruly sword... actually trembled violently.
Anle heard the clanging sound of sword energy clashing.
Then, under the surprised eyes, this violent Ancestral Sword became obedient, like a docile kitten.
The real power of the avenue of time wrapped around the sword body was absorbed and swallowed bit by bit by the sword spirit.
Anle's heart was shaken when she saw it.
The real power of the great avenue of time... seems to make the Ancestral Sword of Heaven very eager!
However, Anle did not move, and continued to watch. Slowly, the real power of the Great Dao of Time was completely refined and swallowed by the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword.
The sword light seemed to become much gentler.
It seemed that it was not swallowed enough, and the sword body was hovering and shaking in the air.
Although it was just a sword spirit, the sword spirit was the spiritual and intelligent incarnation of the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword.
The attitude of the sword spirit naturally represented the attitude of the ancestral sword.
"The Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword... longs for the real power of the Great Dao of Time?"
Anle's eyes flickered, as if he had caught a key point. That desire came from the depths of the sword spirit, and it was the purest and most real emotional expression.
"Senior... need the real power of the Great Dao of Time?"
Anle asked.
This was his attempt. He bet... this sword had a spirit and could communicate.
The sword spirit of the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword flickered, as if a pair of eyes were staring straight at Anle.
Then, the sword spirit glowed brightly, very blazing, and very excited.
Anle understood instantly. This was a nod, indicating that the real power of the Great Way of Time... was indeed useful to the Ancestral Sword.
For a moment, Anle suddenly had an idea.
Perhaps he could use the real power of the Great Way of Time to keep the sword spirit of the Ancestral Sword!
"Senior, why don't you kill it again? Let's trade. If I can provide you with the real power of the long river of time... why don't you stay and help me?"
Anle asked again tentatively.
The sword spirit of the Ancestral Sword did not flash, as if Anle's words were a little unreliable.
After all, the real power of the Great Way of Time... is so precious!
Anle took a deep breath, and his mind moved. From the Dao Fruit of [Daoyin], a wisp of the real power of the Great Way of Time was drawn out again, like a little snake, floating to the side of the sword spirit of the Ancestral Sword.
The sword spirit of the Ancestral Sword hesitated for a moment and began to absorb it. However, compared with the first absorption, the speed of this second absorption was obviously much slower...
It took almost an incense stick of time before the absorption was completed.
Anle's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately understood.
"If you stay and help me, you can give me three strands of real Dao of Time every month!"
Anle took a deep breath, raised his spirit, and said seriously.
The resounding words echoed in the quiet Dao Fruit space.
The sword spirit of the ancestral sword did not move at first, but then slowly, the whole sword spirit began to tremble slightly, and the frequency of trembling became faster and faster...
That look was excited at first glance.
Anle's eyes flickered, and his mind moved. In the Dao Fruit of Time [Daoyin], a total of about 32 strands of real Dao of Time emerged.
These are the real Dao of Time powers that Anle slowly extracted from the Dao Fruit [Daoyin] by absorbing the power of the Long River of Time.
Not only that, the power of the Dao of Time reflected by the pure Dao power is also presented.
That amount is quite a lot. An Le exchanged a lot of pure avenue power in front of the Immortal Pride Monument, and all of them were transformed into the power of the avenue of time, which was too numerous to count.
"I wonder if this power of the avenue of time can satisfy the senior?"
An Le asked.
With a move of his mind, he pulled out a ray of the reflected power of the avenue of time.
However, as soon as this reflected power of the avenue of time approached the sword spirit of the ancestral sword, it was avoided with disdain. Obviously, the sword spirit of the ancestral sword did not need this reflected power of the avenue of time.
He needed the pure, real power of the avenue of time extracted and transformed from the long river of time.
An Le had a bottom line in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel happy.
Since the sword spirit has expressed his attitude, it means... it can be done!
"If the senior helps to draw the sword, the junior will give a corresponding reward every time!"
"A ray of real power of the avenue of time!"
An Le shouted out the conditions.
The sword spirit of the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword stagnated for a moment...
Then the sword light flickered and floated, interweaving densely in the Daoguo space, and finally turned into a thumbs-up light.
Anle was dumbfounded. This Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword... was quite humane.
However, at least the other party agreed to the conditions, which made Anle feel relieved, and his eyes brightened up!
The sword spirit of the Supreme Heavenly Ancestral Sword!
Above the treasure is the holy weapon, and above the holy weapon... is the ancestral weapon!
Even if it is just the sword spirit of the ancestral sword, it should at least have the power of the holy weapon level, right?
Anle really didn't expect that the power of the real time avenue could actually arouse the desire of the ancestral sword. It seems that only this high-end energy is what the ancestral sword needs.
It is difficult for the ancestral sword to have a good meal in the Ninth Heaven.
And here in Anle, there is the real power of the time avenue to feed, and the conditions seem to be very good indeed.
The Ancestral Sword spirit floated over and appeared in front of Anle's mind body. The tip of the sword lightly touched Anle's palm, as if clapping hands with Anle, fearing that Anle would regret it.
Then, the Ancestral Sword spirit turned into a stream of light and shot up, and finally formed a sword ball, hanging on the side of the [Emperor] Dao Fruit.
The [Emperor] Dao Fruit exuded a faint pressure, but did not refine the Ancestral Sword spirit as before.
The Dao Fruit space stabilized.
The Ancestral Sword spirit was suspended in the Dao Fruit space as if it had turned into a Dao Fruit.
This made Anle really... quite surprised.
However, the Ancestral Sword spirit was no longer restless, which was a good thing for Anle.
Open your eyes.
The broken void has begun to heal layer by layer.
Originally, the Heavenly Ancestral Sword, which was furious and released the sword spirit to cut down, may have communicated with the sword spirit, knowing that it had completed a secret deal with Anle, and did not continue to cut down, and was satisfied... slowly retreated.
As for the so-called bottom line that the world cannot produce the most precious sword...
In front of the power of the real time avenue... the bottom line is to be broken!
Anyway, the appearance of one or two swords... are all within the controllable range.
Without the deterrence of the Heavenly Ancestral Sword, the originally suppressed Qianbaidu began to leap and climb step by step, the sword energy spread densely, and the starlight became more and more brilliant and dazzling.
It officially crossed the level of the first grade and jumped into the ranks of treasures!
At this moment, the world has added another most precious sword!
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When Qianbaidu transformed into a treasure, when the sword spirit cut down by the Heavenly Ancestral Sword was left unfinished, it was just a big deal.
Many powerful people who were full of regrets and felt that Anle was bound to die fell into silence and contemplation.
The Heavenly Ancestral Sword is naturally terrifying.
But the question is... how did Anle survive the angry Heavenly Ancestral Sword that was slashing down to kill?
You know, even if it was separated by the Nine Heavens, the Heavenly Ancestral Sword that sent down half of the sword spirits would kill even the Origin Venerable of the Eleventh Realm!
Anle... can actually survive? !
For a moment, there were all kinds of emotions, some regretful, some fortunate, and some sighing...
This kid is so lucky!
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The breath of the treasure surged, like a storm.
With the Sword Pond Lake as the center, it spread out in all directions.
A pure breath of the treasure permeated and intertwined, like a wind and wave sweeping through the sword-making furnaces in the sword-making workshop that were burning with earth fairy fire!
Wang Yansheng came back to his senses, and his heart was shaken. He didn't expect Anle to solve the world-destroying pressure brought down by the mysterious sword so easily!
However, he was not stupid and immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The powerful mind spread, calling back the swordsmiths who were still in shock!
"Seize the opportunity, comprehend the aura of the treasure, and forge swords!"
Wang Yansheng roared.
Frosty hair fluttered, and the sword energy was like waves.
He took a step forward and landed in front of a sword furnace.
Then, the fairy fire in the sword furnace surged violently, and the scorching high temperature made the entire Jinguan City look like a flaming mountain.
There were a total of sixty-four sword furnaces and sixty-four sword embryos.
Anle also had some expectations. How many swordsmiths could seize this opportunity to transform their own swords?
Those swordsmiths were also extraordinary. Those who could use the demon bones of the Ten Realms Three Disasters Demon King to forge swords naturally had confidence in themselves.
One by one, their clothes burst, revealing their bronze and strong muscles, holding heavy hammers and starting to hit.
Taking advantage of the spreading aftermath of the treasure, knock this aftermath into the sword in the furnace, seal the first ray of treasure energy of the treasure, and realize the transformation and improvement of the quality of the sword!
This scene is very spectacular.
Let Lu Yishan, Li Youan and others who came to watch have bright eyes and call it enjoyable.
However, in the sword-making furnaces, sword energy gushed out, and dazzling sword beams burst out from them, crashing into the sword pool lake like a long rainbow, causing the water of the sword pool lake to steam.
Amid the surging white gas, there were swords like gods.
Dingdangdang hung on the sword pool lake and hung around Anle.
It was like a peerless sword immortal standing in the sword forest.
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