Chapter 261: Farewell to the Old Sword Master and the Old Heavenly Master, the Man in White Walks Alone North Again

The raindrops were like smoke and fog, silently and densely floating on the open space, on the green leaves, wetting the ground, the trees, and the people in the rain.

The branches of the treasure tree swayed gently, and as they slid, they broke a piece of rain and covered it with mist.

His words made the entire mountaintop courtyard fall into silence, without any sound, leaving only the ups and downs of the breathing of the people in the courtyard.

"Is the seal broken?"

After a long time, Anle spoke softly, as if to confirm.

Baoshu also knew the situation at the moment, and did not dare to be naughty anymore, and said seriously: "It is indeed broken. It was just broken ten days ago, and there was a terrible disaster..."

"The disaster lasted for about three days, and the momentum was terrible, but it eventually disappeared. Whether the Yuan Meng emperor is dead or alive, the world does not know, probably still alive, and entered the Yuan Meng capital. If he falls, with his identity and status, it will inevitably cause a noisy celestial phenomenon."

Baoshu said.

Anle nodded, indicating that he knew the situation.

He had just returned to the human world and received such heavy news, but Anle was not too panicked, mainly because he had now broken through and stepped into the tenth realm, so he had some confidence.

In addition, according to Baoshu, the Yuanmeng Emperor seemed to have survived a disaster that impacted the eleventh realm. The disaster was very terrible, and the Yuanmeng Emperor was seriously injured and his life or death was unknown.

"It seems that... the end of the Yuanmeng Emperor's tribulation may not be very good, otherwise, once he broke into the eleventh realm, with the Yuanmeng Emperor's temper, he would definitely not let go of Dali City and Xiliang City related to me..."

Anle smiled and analyzed.

The vigilance in his heart gradually relaxed, mainly because the Yuanmeng Emperor, this great enemy, had put a lot of pressure on him since he was weak, so he took it very seriously.

Of course, it was also because Zhao Huangting had challenged the Yuanmeng Emperor before, and the despair of having no power to resist made Anle feel wary of the Yuanmeng Emperor and a strong desire to defeat the Yuanmeng Emperor.

After a moment of silence, feeling the drizzle, Anle raised his head and flicked his fingers, ejecting two balls of origin pure air, one of medium quality and one of low quality. The medium quality origin pure air enveloped the treasure tree, and the other low quality origin pure air enveloped the old locust tree.

"When I return, I hope to see you break through the ten realms. This ball of medium quality origin pure air is given to you. Can you do it?"

Anle looked at the treasure tree and said solemnly.

The branches of the treasure tree suddenly stretched straight, as if a child stood straight in front of his parents.

"Brother Le, don't worry, I guarantee that you will succeed in breaking through the realm!"

The treasure tree vowed with full confidence.

He had been sealed in the ancient battlefield of the immortals for a long time, and energy was scarce. After returning to the human world, although he received a lot of energy supplements and his cultivation was constantly improving, he wanted to impact the ten realms, but the energy left in the human world was not enough.

What's more, with the continuous breakthroughs of Wang Yansheng, Lu Yishan, Li Youan and others, the source energy in the human world has become even scarcer.

Therefore, Baoshu has never found an opportunity.

And now, with this group of middle-grade source energy given by Anle, Baoshu has at least 90% chance of breaking through.

After all, for spiritual plants like them, the opportunity to break through is rare. If there is enough energy, it will be easier to break through.

Anle nodded. With one more tenth realm, there will naturally be more resistance in the future when facing the suppression of the Yuanmeng Emperor. Of course, this is also an opportunity for Baoshu.

"After the breakthrough, come to find me. There is an old locust tree guarding the seventh mountain."

Anle said, Baoshu has not responded yet, he has taken a step forward, and the silver light bursts out brilliantly, directly pulling a silver arc in the void and disappearing without a trace.

In the courtyard, Baoshu excitedly twisted his branches, like a happy maggot, and his branches fell on the old locust tree.

"Little Huaihuai, let Master Shu protect you from now on."

Baoshu laughed loudly, then he became serious and absorbed and refined all the original pure energy bestowed by Anle.

Boom!

On the mountain peak, the mountain fog became thicker and thicker. I don't know when the rain started to float again. The drizzle fell silently on the black tiles and eaves, gently forming a rain curtain, and gradually became heavier. The rain was fierce, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

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The rain on the wall was fine and the grass was hanging, and the wind on the water surface gathered the flowers.

The rain in Jinguan City had not stopped yet, and it was falling densely. The whole mountain city was shrouded in the fog of birds, which seemed a little hazy and confusing.

Anle was dressed in white, and the silver light slowly dissipated around him like a thin snake, and the whole person appeared on the street of Jinguan City.

The bluestone was stained by rain, and the people in the city were in a hurry. The city walls were all more and more strict. The city lord Yu Jie wore armor and carried a sword, and personally guarded and patrolled, with a solemn face.

The atmosphere had long changed from the relaxed and carefree atmosphere in the past.

Anle was able to clearly understand the reason for this change. It must be because he learned that the Yuan Meng emperor had broken the seal.

Jinguan City was backed by Jianchi Palace, and the identities of Anle and Jianchi Palace were naturally very special.

Therefore, when the Yuan Meng emperor broke the seal and returned to Yuan Meng, he controlled the Yuan Meng iron cavalry. Boyan, who was beaten by Anle and retreated to Yuan Meng Dadu, and did not dare to move his troops easily, naturally had the confidence.

The once terrible Yuan Meng iron cavalry also showed its grandeur again.

Therefore, Jinguan City became serious.

Dali City and Xiliang City must be more solemn than Jinguan City, and the people guarding the two cities will be under greater pressure.

Anle bathed in the drizzling rain, with his hands behind his back, the rain soaked his clothes, and he exhaled a foul breath.

This is the Yuan Meng emperor. Once the news of breaking the seal came out, it brought huge pressure to the whole world.

Fortunately, Dali and Xiliang have been conquered by Anle, and the current situation in the world is very clear.

Anle did not hide his own breath, and the sound of breaking the air resounded around him, densely intertwined, and fell quickly.

Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe fell one after another, and the sharp sword energy cut all the rain falling from the sky.

Wang Yansheng's breath became stronger, and he controlled a gust of wind, the wind that broke the gods, which was the second disaster, which meant that Wang Yansheng had stepped into the second disaster realm of the tenth realm.

The sword palace between Su Muzhe's eyebrows clanged, and the Dayan sword formation became more terrifying, as if it had the momentum to destroy the world. There is no doubt that during this period of time, she also stepped into the tenth realm.

It can be said that the overall strength of the current Jianchi Palace has improved too much.

In addition to Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe, there is also a strong and familiar aura of the Ten Realms.

It is none other than the old sword saint Pei Min who is sealed in the ancient tomb of Mount Li.

Wearing a linen robe, with white hair, carrying a Chengying sword on his back, he stood quietly in the rain, looking at Anle with extremely complicated eyes.

"Anle has met the old sword saint."

Seeing the old sword saint, Anle couldn't help but smile and bowed.

"Senior, long time no see."

"Yes, it's been a long time. You kid... have actually stepped into the Ten Realms." The old sword saint Pei Min's heart was extremely complicated, mainly because he was surprised at the speed of Anle's breakthrough. In fact, how long has he been sealed in the ancient tomb of Mount Li...

It's said to be a long time, but for him, a veteran Ten Realm strongman, it's nothing at all.

Since returning to Jianchi Palace, the old sword saint Peimin has had a strange feeling. He never thought that Jianchi Palace would undergo such earth-shaking changes.

Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe have both broken through the tenth realm...

This is simply a very strong impact on him.

Although Lao Wang is an excellent sword-making master, in Peimin's opinion, Lao Wang does not have the capital to step into the tenth realm in this era.

In terms of talent, Zhao Huangting is better than Lao Wang. Many geniuses who regretfully died in this era are much better than Lao Wang.

But the fact is that he has truly stepped into the tenth realm, and it is not the tenth realm and one disaster, but the tenth realm two disasters...

If the old sword saint Peimin did not get the opportunity of the origin of the immortal monarch in the ancient tomb of Mount Li, his cultivation might still be in the tenth realm and two disasters, and he might have been caught up by Lao Wang.

However, he never expected that Anle's cultivation would also step into the tenth realm.

In fact, the knowledge of Anle's deeds in the past few days has brought him a shock like thunder.

"Dali and Xiliang... are gone."

When the old sword saint Peimin heard the news, he was numb.

How could Dali and Xiliang, which were so big, be gone?

You know, Dali is still understandable, but Xiliang... is different from Jianchi Palace. Unlike Jianchi Palace, when he stepped into the Lishan Tomb, there was no Ten Realms sitting there.

"Mr. An, you have brought me such a big surprise."

The old sword saint Peimin still couldn't believe it in his heart.

However, when he saw Anle today, the old sword saint Peimin suddenly had a great sense of crisis in his heart. That was the basic induction of a peerless sword cultivator, the instinctive feeling when facing the threat of death.

Anle... can bring him the threat of death.

You know, he got the opportunity in the Lishan Tomb and broke through to the Ten Realms and Three Disasters.

As for Anle, he was only in the Ten Realms and One Disaster…

He was two major realms short of the Ten Realms, but Anle could actually bring him such a death threat, which was really terrifying.

Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe praised Anle's achievements and told him about them. He killed the immortal who entered the world from the Heaven in the late Ten Realms and Three Disasters, which was so easy and carefree.

Really… is he that strong?

Anle smiled, but his face gradually became serious: "Senior, did the Yuan Meng Emperor also break the seal? Did he successfully survive the eleven realms of disasters?"

The old sword saint shook his head: "It is still unknown whether he survived the disaster, but… our ability to break the seal is inseparable from him. He should have completed the refining of the nine dragon veins in the world, and his aura is extremely powerful, so terrifying that it makes us tremble."

"I, who have stepped into the Ten Realms and Three Disasters, face the Yuan Meng Emperor… There is a sense of threat of death."

The old sword saint's face was bitter.

The stronger the Yuan Meng Emperor is, the greater the crisis of Jianchi Palace.

Anle nodded, his eyes flickering.

"The Yuan Meng Emperor is now hiding in the Yuan Meng capital. No one knows his situation. Is he injured or in perfect condition, waiting to accumulate strength, lead the Yuan Meng cavalry, trample on all sides, and pacify the world? It's hard to say."

Su Muzhe spoke coldly, with sword energy raging around her. She couldn't control her own surging power perfectly, and she lacked enough battles.

Anle didn't say anything after hearing this.

"Anle, come and have a hand, let's see how strong you are now."

The old sword saint Pei Min looked at Anle and was a little happy to see the prey.

Anle was stunned when he heard this, but seeing the eagerness on the old sword saint's face, he nodded and didn't refuse.

The old sword saint laughed, his white hair flying, and the Chengying sword hanging on his waist suddenly made a sharp sword chant.

It turned into a brilliant sword light, and it was unsheathed. The sword hummed and exploded, crossing the sky, enveloping the body of the old sword saint, and fell on the Jianchi Lake. Countless lake water exploded, and water droplets were suspended and solidified in the air, and were pulled into the shape of sword energy.

"Mr. An, please."

On the lake, the old sword saint's hemp clothes fluttered, with his hands behind his back, and said softly.

Jinguan City was covered with broken flowers, and on the bluestone streets wet by rain, An Le's white clothes were whiter than snow, and he smiled.

One step forward, and the power of silver space surged.

On the Jianchi Lake, the misty water mist and lake air were suddenly split into two, as if a silver electric snake was rushing over.

The old sword saint's eyes shrank, holding the Chengying Sword, and pointed at a silver snake. Countless sword energy swept like heavy rain, and the space made a sound of metal clashing, as if it was cut into pieces.

Anle's figure appeared, divine light burst out from his five fingers, and with a light flick, a golden sword energy slashed out.

"Come on!"

The old sword saint Peimin's eyes lit up, and he thrust out the Chengying sword in his hand fiercely. The sword intent swept, the lake water boiled, and the sword swept, split into two, one black and one white, slashing towards Anle.

Chengying, Xiaolian... These are two first-class swords.

The sword light flowed, very dazzling.

Anle's white clothes fluttered, and his five fingers grabbed down like a divine spear, capturing the Chengying sword in it.

And Xiaolian, who was close to the lake surface, came quietly, like a dragon snake breaking through the waves and stabbing towards Anle.

However, soon, the sword energy was completely restrained.

Because the Xiaolian sword was clamped by Anle's two fingers and could not move forward any further.

The majestic sword energy on the lake surface was completely eliminated.

The flying hair of the old swordsman also fell down, and the hemp clothes were soaked by the lake water and rain, and water drops were dripping from the corners.

The old man stared at the Xiaolian Sword that was easily blocked by Anle in astonishment. The shock in his heart gradually spread like ink, and the shock was hard to suppress.

Too strong!

Or rather, it was not at the same level at all.

He was at the level of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters, and he might be killed instantly when facing Anle.

"Senior, admit it."

Anle said softly, his face was very calm, without complacency and pride. The fingers holding the Xiaolian Sword gently loosened, and the sword made a trembling sword chant, quickly swept out, and merged with the returning Chengying Sword, and returned to the sheath of the old swordsman.

"The strength of the young master is unfathomable, and I am amazed."

The old swordsman clasped his fists, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He knew that Anle was very talented, but he never thought that after such a short time, Anle had already reached such a realm. His true strength and background... made him completely unpredictable.

What a pity...

If Anle could be given more time, perhaps... he could really create a miracle, step into the eleventh realm, and compete with the Yuanmeng Emperor.

And now, the Yuanmeng Emperor has refined nine dragon veins, and his cultivation is probably already in the eleventh realm, becoming the origin master.

The gap between the eleventh realm and the tenth realm... is huge, not to mention that the Yuanmeng Emperor is not an ordinary person. The eleventh realm he has achieved is also terrifyingly powerful, stronger than the ordinary eleventh realm.

Anle's future is definitely not weaker than the Yuanmeng Emperor, and may even surpass him, but... there is no time left for him.

"Although the strength of the young master is strong, he is not an eleventh realm origin master after all. Facing the Yuanmeng Emperor... it's difficult."

The old swordsman sighed.

Anle smiled: "It's difficult, but it doesn't mean there is no chance."

"Senior, you broke the seal from the ancient tomb of Mount Li. Do you know the final whereabouts of the coffin that is suspected to contain the Mohist leader?"

Anle asked.

The old swordsman shook his head when he heard it: "When we broke the seal, the stone coffin was still motionless, and the surrounding oppression was very strong. We... couldn't get close, and finally didn't know where it went. Maybe... it's still in the burial palace of the ancient tomb of Mount Li."

"What about General Meng Tian? Did he succeed in breaking through the realm?"

Anle asked again.

The old sword saint still shook his head: "This great general Meng Tian is a half-demon. After breaking the seal, he left directly. As for whether he has broken into the eleventh realm... it is unknown, but in the ancient tomb of Mount Li, General Meng Tian has not yet broken through the realm, this can be confirmed."

Suddenly, the old sword saint's eyes brightened: "If General Meng Tian can break through the eleventh realm, maybe... he can help the young master to fight against Yuan Meng! If so, there is still a chance."

Eleven realms against eleven realms, Emperor Yuan Meng has a terrifying talent, but the half-demon Meng Tian is not weak either. At least, there will be no crushing situation.

"It is still unknown whether General Meng Tian has set foot in the eleventh realm, but if he has broken through the realm, he is indeed a good help." An Le smiled.

His words made the old sword saint breathe a sigh of relief. Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe, who were by the lake, looked at each other, and also felt that the big stone hanging in their hearts fell to the ground.

Rest, rest, rest!

Outside Jinguan City, the rain in the sky was torn apart, and five figures floated in, all exuding the aura of the Ten Realms.

Lu Yishan sat in a metal wheelchair with a smile on his face. The star map in front of him seemed to have turned into a chessboard with stars.

After Lu Yishan, it was Li Youan, wearing a Confucian robe and a Qianbaidu that was refined into a treasure.

The two landed on the shore of Jianchi Lake. Seeing Anle standing on the lake, wearing white clothes as white as snow, they all felt relieved.

Anle had disappeared for more than half a month, and they were also a little worried about Anle's safety. Although they knew that Anle had entered the holy realm for cultivation, they were still worried about Anle's rebirth.

Today's Anle's identity is too sensitive and carries too many people's hopes and thoughts.

Once Anle dies and collapses, the good situation will inevitably fall into pieces.

The thought of crossing the Yangtze River and the Northern Expedition collapsed, and the wish for the unification of the world became empty.

It will make too many people despair, because they know that in this world... there will never be another peerless figure like Anle.

In addition to Lu Yishan and Li Youan, there are also Xihai Laolong Aofeng and Beihai Long Zhucheng. As Anle's Dao slaves, when Anle disappeared for half a month, they were naturally uneasy in the bedroom, for fear that at some point, because of Anle's Death, they also died without even the time to react.

"It will be good if the young master comes back, it will be good if he comes back..." Xihai Old Long Aofeng almost burst into tears and finally felt relieved.

"Something happened in the Holy Realm, so it took a little more time. Time flows at different speeds between God and the human world. I should grasp the concept of time."

With a hint of apology on his face, Anle said to the people who were concerned about his safety.

"We are just worried about the safety of the young master. There are countless powerful people in the sky. The young master should pay attention to his safety." Lu Yishan said seriously.

Anle nodded.

Another stream of light fell, the golden light was brilliant, and the Taoist robes were flying. It was none other than the old Tianshi Mansion who entered the ancient tomb with the old sword master.

The old Heavenly Master had a peaceful face and a bright smile. He flicked the duster and his eyes were filled with purple energy. Looking at An Le, the corners of his lips were trembling with surprise and wonder.

"Young Master, I have seen you before, but I haven't seen you for a long time... Your good fortune has become even more magnificent, I am so happy and congratulations!"

The old Heavenly Master was smiling and enforcing Taoist etiquette.

Anle cupped his fists and bowed in return.

The eyes of the old heavenly master can detect luck. Now in the ancient tomb, he has found the origin of the immortal king, his cultivation has been further improved, and his detection ability has become more powerful. The luck on Anle is simply incredible and unimaginable!

How could anyone in this world achieve such luck?

Even if they really dominate the world... their fortunes can't be so majestic!

The Heavenly Master was so shocked that every inch of blood and every inch of bone was trembling.

However, it was not a tremor of fear, but a tremor of excitement. He was glad that he had bet everything in Tianshi Mansion on An Le.

Maybe... Tianshi Mansion can reach unprecedented heights!

Even beyond the human world!

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"Mr. Lu, Emperor Yuan Meng has broken through the barrier. Can Yuan Meng take any action now?"

An alley tavern in Jinguan City.

Everyone sat around the long table by the window. The rain gradually stopped, leaving only strings of water droplets falling from the eaves.

A pomegranate flower sprouted from a high wall in the alley, bright red, and a few petals fell into the tavern, becoming wet and sticky on the window sill. The breeze came slowly, bringing clear rain and carrying the broken flowers. of lasting fragrance.

This group of powerful men with extremely high cultivation levels sat around in an ordinary tavern, drinking warm old yellow rice wine enthusiastically sent by the female shopkeeper, and talking about the direction of some things.

The female shopkeeper didn't understand, but she didn't know how serious it was. She smiled warmly, knowing that these people must be Mr. An's important guests, so she entertained him very thoughtfully.

"The wine in the world has a unique flavor when you drink it."

The old sword master glanced at the female shopkeeper who warmed the wine enthusiastically and smiled.

"I started drinking the wine in this tavern when I was in Lin'an. The old uncle also liked it very much. Later, the shopkeeper couldn't stay in Lin'an anymore, so he moved to Jinguan City. I met him by chance and was very happy."

An Le said with a smile, exchanging cups with the old sword master.

Lu Yishan also drank the warm wine. He did not use his cultivation to force the wine to drink. He only felt that his body was warm and his mood was happy.

"Don't worry, Sir, the Yuanmeng Empire has not taken any action for the time being, and has not launched an attack on Dali and Xiliang. From this, it can be speculated that the Yuanmeng Emperor may not have broken through the eleventh realm, or he may have suffered heavy losses during the tribulation... …”

"Otherwise, it is only right to raise an army. After all, Emperor Yuanmeng will not let it go if the young master kills King Yangzhai, and neither will Yuanmeng."

Lu Yishan tapped the handguard of the wheelchair with his fingers and said, "Young master, there is no need to worry. Dali City is well-defended. Even if Emperor Yuan Meng personally leads the army, he may not be able to easily break through Dali City."

Lu Yishan is very confident because he has completely refined the stargazing chart and has this confidence.

Li Youan on the side frowned slightly, but he also said: "Xiliang City's defense...may not be as strong as Dali City, but...with the Flying Tiger Army, unless all the Flying Tiger Army is dead, Yuanmeng It is impossible for the cavalry to set foot in Xiliang City."

Li Youan knew that he could not compare with Lu Yishan in terms of defensive methods.

However, he has the Flying Tiger Army, and he overwhelms the Flying Tiger Army to show his fighting spirit.

"On the other hand, there are some strong men in the Tenth Realm who broke out of the Lishan Ancient Tombs... For example, Duan Yukui, the supreme elder of the Star Reaching Sect, is a strong man in the Tenth Realm, and the former leader of Xiliang, Gu Baijing... …These powerful people know that their power is being destroyed, so they will naturally not give up.”

Lu Yishan said softly, when he mentioned the name of Gu Baiji, a hint of coldness and murderous intent flashed in his soft eyes.

"There is an old man in Jinguan City, and old Wang also has a curtain. It is not that easy for Yuanmeng to attack and break the city."

The old sword master drank a glass of wine and expressed his attitude.

"Jianling Fucheng... Pindao will bring the power of Tianshi Mansion to take charge. Don't worry, young master, Tianshi Mansion will defend the city with all its strength."

Jinguan City, Jiangling City, Dali City and Xiliang City are now the four largest cities under Anle's command, and they are also an important part of his destiny.

The defense of every city is very important.

However, with the sworn guarantees of these strong men, there is no need to worry.

An Le smiled, and was not stingy with these powerful men under his command. With a flick of his finger, balls of pure Qi surged out.

Even in a heaven with rich resources and strong spiritual energy, the original pure energy can be used as hard currency, so it is naturally not an ordinary thing.

Many powerful people were overjoyed after receiving the original Qing Qi.

Especially the old sword master and the old heavenly master were both surprised and happy.

An Le did not stay in Jinguan City for long. After bidding farewell to everyone, he left indifferently. He planned to go to Lishan Ancient Tomb in person to see the transformation of the Mohist giant. If possible, he would stop by the capital of Yuan and Meng to explore Yuan and Meng. The emperor's reality.

And everyone dispersed and went to guard the key cities.

Xihai Laolong went to Dali City, and Beihai Zhucheng went to Xiliang City to increase the protective power of the two cities.

Everyone dispersed from the tavern, and each turned into a stream of light that broke through the sky and left.

During this meeting, no one talked about the situation of the Zhao Dynasty. Although the current situation of the Zhao Dynasty was special, and huge changes had taken place in Lin'an City, they did not talk about it.

Because, they all know that for the Great Zhao... whether it is the Young Master or Emperor Yuanmeng, they are bound to win and will be destroyed.

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Lishan ancient tomb, the wind and snow melt away.

The cold wind blew, and on the bare stone mountain, water from the melted snow continued to drip down. There was no breath of life at all, and it was difficult to capture even a single green plant.

Anle floated over and landed on the black stone tablet engraved with the two ancient characters "Lishan" at the foot of the mountain. His eyes flickered as he looked at it.

The entrance to Lishan Ancient Tomb has been closed for a long time, and the tomb door cannot be opened. It is really difficult to open it again. Even if Emperor Yuanmeng comes, he cannot open the door of Lishan Tomb again.

However, this is not difficult to master the peace of space avenue.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of space power swept out like a sword, without even using the Mohist's third-level treasure, the Void Armor.

The space was torn open, and Anle's white clothes were flying. Only the clothes shredded the cold air, stepped into the cracks in the space, and disappeared without a trace.

Walking on foot in the dark void, making space seals, and quickly locked the coordinates.

The figure was like a silver dragon crossing, and after a moment, it landed in front of a bronze underground palace.

The door to the underground palace opened, Anle climbed the stairs step by step, and soon came to the interior of the palace. The surrounding pool of spiritual liquid had dried up a lot, leaving only a thin layer of residual juice remaining, which was also invisible. Evaporate, eliminating the last traces...

Obviously, all the spiritual energy in the spiritual liquid was sucked clean by many powerful men sealed in the underground palace.

After all, many powerful people need energy to break through the realm, and the spiritual liquid in the pool just meets this condition.

Anle hung a tattered bamboo sword on his waist and walked slowly without concealing the sound of his footsteps. The sound echoed in the underground palace, making it look very cold.

His eyes were a little complicated. The owner of the underground palace, the First Emperor Ying Qin, had broken through to the twelfth realm in heaven and became the Immortal King...

This underground palace of tombs is actually in name only.

In the underground palace, a sarcophagus sat quietly. Anle could feel that there was majestic energy surging in the sarcophagus, trying to achieve transformation.

It is somewhat similar to the transformation of the corpse of the First Emperor Ying Qin into a Drought Demon. However, the foundation is naturally insufficient. If you want to transform a mythical creature such as a Drought Demon, there is a big difference. Therefore, if you want to break through, you need an extremely majestic energy accumulation.

Obviously, the energy in the underground palace is not enough. Even if the cultivation of the human world is revived, it still cannot bear the transformation of the Mohist giant.

Anle knew that it was basically impossible for the Mohist giant to break through and enter the twelfth realm. He would probably only attack the supreme realm of the eleventh realm, which was equivalent to a powerful man from the top force in the sky.

Those who can take this step are already extremely impressive.

You must know that among the top forces in the sky, such as the five ancient immortal families, etc., there are extremely few powerful ones.

"There is too little energy...and the current world may not be able to support the Mohist giant's attack on the Supreme."

Anle stared.

Raising his hand, he tore open the space and took the sarcophagus into it.

"Perhaps... I can take the sarcophagus into the Holy Realm, and step into the Supreme Realm in the Holy Realm. The eleven realms will be perfect, not broken. The energy in the Holy Realm is enough, or in other words, let the sarcophagus absorb energy from the sky."

Anle's eyes flickered, and she had already made a decision in her heart.

Anyway, I have already taken Senior Ying Qin to go to heaven, and he became familiar with him once and twice.

Anle doesn't think it's a big problem.

It's just that we have to worry about the Immortal King, the top power in the sky, shamelessly taking action against him...

At worst, I'll ask the second senior brother to help me suppress the battle when the time comes.

After storing the sarcophagus, Anle glanced around the underground palace. The underground palace had already been cleared away by many powerful people who had sealed it.

However, there were not many treasures left.

"Now that Senior Ying Qin has become an Immortal King, this underground palace... there is no need to exist anymore."

"The Ancient Immortal Battlefield has been destroyed long ago. It's just right... let all this return to dust and be buried in the years."

Anle said softly.

Then there was a brilliant silver light all over his body, and his body crashed into the void. With a flick of his finger, a ball of golden Nirvana Heavenly Fire floated down. The fire surged in intensity, and finally turned into a brilliant sea of ​​golden fire, engulfing the entire underground palace.

Outside Lishan Mountain, the space split open.

Anle stepped down happily, the breeze blew slowly, and her big sleeves fluttered.

His eyes moved slightly, knowing that the sarcophagus could not exist in the storage space for too long. After all, there was not enough energy inside to support the transformation.

Of course, he injected two balls of low-grade origin of pure air. With the support of these two balls of origin of pure air, it can last for a while.

After doing all this, Anle put a tattered bamboo sword on his waist, and his black hair fluttered in the mountain breeze.

His eyes flickered and looked into the distance.

He couldn't help but feel a little hazy, as if he recalled the scene when the old uncle Zhao Huangting took him all the way north.

The end of the north is Yuanmeng Dadu.

Suddenly, Anle also had a strong emotion.

He patted the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, and did not go south to return to Dali City or Xiliang Ancient City.

Instead, he walked forward, following the official road, the ground seemed to be like a galloping river, quickly passing under his feet, heading towards Yuanmeng Dadu.

Yuanmeng Dadu.

The city wall is high and reaches the sky.

In the city, deep in the palace.

A burly figure, sitting upright like a horse with a broad sword in hand, with nine dragon veins like real dragons behind him interweaving and waving, spreading into his body bit by bit, bringing extremely terrifying power, turbulent heaven and earth, breaking the space.

There are even obscure and suppressed world-destroying thunders interweaving.

Suddenly.

The burly figure slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be arcs of lightning jumping in his eyes. He was stunned and looked outside the city.

There.

It was drizzling, and it was raining on earth.

A white robe, a bamboo sword.

Facing the wind and snow, the young man walked.

As if he had a feeling in his heart, he looked up.

Outside the city and inside the city, the eyes of the two collided with a bang.

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