Chapter 269: The Way Shines Through the Ages in the Light, and Anle Specializes in Killing the Sons of the Underworld
When the Wenqu Tablet fell into the Xiliang City, the fortune of the entire Xiliang City was turbulent.
It was as if it had risen hundreds of feet out of thin air, turning into a winding white dragon, roaring between heaven and earth. It was a change in temperament.
The reason why the Great Zhao Dynasty did not weaken too much after moving south, and there were still peerless generals protecting the government, and there were still many scholars serving as officials in the court, was because of the existence of the two treasures, the Wenqu Tablet and the Wukui Stone.
Although these two treasures are only third-level treasures, they cannot be regarded as third-level treasures, because they have many abilities that third-level treasures do not have, that is, gathering fortune.
For example, the Void Armor is extremely powerful. It is the manifestation and refinement of the Great Dao of Space. It was refined by the Mohist master who mastered the Great Dao of Space and achieved the eleventh realm of the human venerable.
However, no matter how powerful the Void Armor is, it is only a magic weapon and cannot gather fortune.
However, the Wenqu Stele and Wukui Stone are different. The former is a collection of Confucian righteousness, while the latter is the essence of the military strategists of all generations. They represent the fortune of Confucianism and military science. Confucianists are dedicated to the people and are closely connected with the national fortune, while military strategists are the foundation of a country.
Therefore, both are linked to the national fortune, but they are also great fortunes in their own right.
It is for this reason that the Great Zhao moved south for 500 years. Although the national fortune declined, it was still strong and never collapsed.
Now, the Wenqu Stele and Wukui Stone were taken out of Lin'an by Anle, and they were baptized by thunder, cutting off the connection with the Great Zhao Dynasty, and completely separated from it. They were placed in Dali and Xiliang by Anle.
The national fortune of Dali and Xiliang had long been absorbed by Anle and turned into his own invincible fortune. With the addition of the fortune of the Wenqu Stele and Wukui Stone, the fortune of the invincible real dragon changed and expanded a lot overall.
Even Anle could feel that the invincible dragon, which had already undergone a change, had changed again.
Anle's eyes were blazing, and his white clothes were whiter than snow. He looked at the golden dragon circling above his head, absorbing the fortune between heaven and earth all the time, as if he had a strange feeling of breaking through heaven and earth quietly.
His heart was slightly shaken, and Anle knew... Now the invincible force has probably become an unimaginable and indescribable existence, and it is not correct to say it is the invincible force.
However, Anle knew one thing... This invincible dragon might become one of his most important trump cards.
At some point in the future, if he encounters a bottleneck in his cultivation, or if he wants to quickly break through the realm of cultivation, he can use the invincible dragon to integrate the invincible dragon into his cultivation and break through all barriers.
Originally, the cohesion and existence of the invincible force was to make it easier to break through the realm of cultivation.
For example, Li Youan had also condensed the invincible force. When he was in the fifth realm, he condensed the invincible force in Lin'an, overcame all obstacles and became a legendary champion. After entering the sixth realm, the invincible force melted himself, broke through the realms one after another, and easily reached the ninth realm. He abandoned martial arts and followed literature, guarded the border of Canglang River, created the Flying Tiger Army, and deterred one side.
Therefore, the role of the invincible force is actually very obvious in practice.
However, Anle is not in a hurry. He continues to condense the invincible force real dragon. Now, he has not encountered the kind of bottleneck that is difficult to break in practice. His practice speed is already very fast.
The invincible force real dragon is not used for the time being.
However, Anle actually has expectations.
In the future, when he impacts the eleventh realm to become a human venerable, or impacts the twelfth realm and becomes a human saint, he hopes that the invincible force real dragon can bring him unexpected surprises.
This is an expectation. Of course, Anle will not put all his expectations on the invincible force real dragon. If he wants to improve and break through in practice, he does not rely on others, but on himself.
In Xiliang City, the righteous spirit surged and surged to the extreme.
However, gradually, this righteous spirit would be restrained and returned to the Wenqu Monument. Scholars from all over the world would come to the city where the Wenqu Monument was located to study and learn, and nurture the Wenqu Monument with a full heart of righteousness, and also nurture the righteous spirit with the righteousness of the Wenqu Monument.
Although the academy in Xiliang City was a newly built academy, it had Wang Banshan, a former academy teacher, and many Confucian scholars who had served in the academy. In addition, with the establishment of the Wenqu Monument, it was not difficult to abolish the former Lin'an Academy of Literature and become the center of Confucianism and Taoism in the world. It was naturally not difficult for countless students to achieve their goals.
Wang Banshan's eyes were excited and full of joy. His heart was full of waves, his spirit was soaring, and he had the urge to do something big.
He knew that with the fall of the Wenqu Monument, the things he had always wanted to do, the principles he wanted to practice, and the Confucianism he wanted to promote, might... all have hope.
He could not see hope in Lin'an, because the powerful and the scholars in Lin'an were too closely entangled, and it was difficult for him to change that situation.
In Xiliang, however, everything was in ruins and everything was new. Now even the Wenqu Monument was newly settled, and it was a good time for him to show his skills.
"Thank you, sir!"
Wang Banshan was very excited, and his gratitude to Anle became more and more intense. A scholar would die for his confidant.
Anle smiled and lifted Wang Banshan up: "Master, don't be too polite."
"The Wenqu Monument was erected in Xiliang, representing responsibility. I hope that Master Wang can promote Confucianism, educate the people, popularize reading, and make everyone in the world literate, and all children can receive education... If the youth are strong, the country will be strong, if the youth are rich, the country will be rich, and if the youth are free, the country will be free. Only in this way can the country prosper and practice be as brilliant as flowers."
Anle said seriously, with his sleeves fluttering, and his hands folded in the etiquette of scholars.
In the distance, Li You'an, Beihai Dragon Zhucheng, Yu Laotaijun and other ten realm experts all had their bodies shaken and looked at An Le in disbelief.
If such expectations and wishes can really come true, everyone in the world can read, everyone can read, everyone has knowledge... What a longing and prosperous age it will be!
However, it is extremely difficult to realize such expectations.
Even in Zhao, the country with the most literati, the popularity of reading is extremely low, and there are very few living people who can actually read and write.
Most people are running for survival, so how can they have spare time to study?
Only those with a surplus of wealth in their families are qualified for their children to study, obtain fame, and engage in learning, so as to continue the glory of the family, or allow the family to achieve a class jump.
Therefore, it is too difficult to realize such thoughts of peace and happiness, because what this needs to do is to change the world.
Wang Banshan's body was shaken violently, his pale hair was flying, and a very strange expression appeared on his face full of grooves. He was excited, confused, flushed, and agitated... It was as if he had imagined many scenes in his mind, and transformed them into images. The emotion of realization is evident.
Wang Banshan let out a long breath, this world... ultimately belongs to young people. Young people will grow up and become the pillars of a country. Therefore, if young people are strong... then the country will be strong.
If a young man wants to be strong, he must first start with wisdom.
At this point, the role of the academy will be extremely important.
Wang Banshan once thought that academies were simply places for learning, a place for accomplished scholars to communicate with each other and advance in Confucianism and Taoism.
Perhaps...the essential role of academies is to educate all people and spread knowledge.
Just as the young master said, let everyone in the world be knowledgeable, literate, and able to distinguish right from wrong... Perhaps this is the responsibility of the academy and the responsibility of Confucianism and Taoism.
Wang Banshan clenched his hands in the sleeves of his Confucian shirt tremblingly.
He looked at Anle feverishly, his eyes were firm and dazzling, as if he had seen the future and knew the academy's biggest goal in the future.
"If you die as a martyr without living a single life, your path will shine brightly throughout the ages."
"I... I would like to spend my whole life fulfilling your wish for the young master."
The sound fell to the ground with a sonorous sound.
The vastness that the Wenqu Monument had just suppressed surged again at this moment, like a waterfall flowing backwards, flying and hanging in the sky and earth.
Wang Banshan's thoughts and goals were clear, and his own energy surged at this moment.
After stepping into the realm of ten realms and one disaster, the fire of nirvana surged forward, but disappeared silently under the awe-inspiring wash.
Anle's eyes sparkled.
Hold your fists together and bow.
"I look forward to it."
The words fell.
Anle looked at Li Youan: "Mr. Li, I will leave the rest to you."
"The academy needs a stable world to promote it, and we need to work together on this matter."
Li Youan clasped his fists sternly, with aura surging all over his body, and his Confucian shirt flying. He was not only a military general, but also a Confucian scholar. His knowledge was not low, and he also had high hopes.
"Your Majesty, your heart and mind are all shattered."
Anle cupped his fists and returned the salute, and his figure suddenly disappeared among the silver light.
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The silver snake swallowed.
Outside Xiliang City, within a town.
An Le's figure suddenly appeared, dressed in white like snow, with a simple bamboo sword at his waist.
This town has been cleansed and there is no trace of filth or evil in it.
However, Anle had previously sensed a strong surge of demonic energy here. Anle was quite familiar with that demonic energy.
"The Emperor of Xiliang who once created a bone temple and was possessed by demons, Gu Baiji."
Anle's eyes were focused.
This was a cultivator even crazier than the prince Gu Chenglin. He had no pity for living beings and regarded death as normal. He slaughtered the people under his rule at will and built bone temples with numerous bones just for his own breakthrough.
Such an evil person, since Anle has discovered his traces, naturally he will not let him go easily.
The traces have disappeared, and there is no trace of the demonic energy, which has been cleansed by Haoran.
The town is very quiet, and there is no smell of blood. Perhaps it is because it is too close to Xiliang. Therefore, although Gu Baijing is hiding here, he is used to killing and has not killed many people in this town. He didn't even commit murder.
His original intention was to hide his traces, so keeping a low profile was naturally the best.
"The method of hiding the aura is quite good. Gu Baijing, who is covered in evil aura, has not been discovered in the surrounding towns of Xiliang City. Master Wang and Mr. Li are extremely sensitive to the aura of evil spirits. Even they were I hid it..."
"There must have been a change in Gu Baiji."
Anle's palm rested on the bamboo sword Qingshan, his eyes sharp.
Gu Bai Jing is not strong. Anle had dealt with him in the underground palace of Lishan Ancient Tomb. This person is definitely not weak. His cultivation has reached the perfection of ten realms and three disasters. He is even weaker than Emperor Yuanmeng. Some, but not too different. Of course, it is only a single realm that has reached this level, and the three disasters have not yet been completed at the level of refining gods.
Anle raised his hand, and a ray of air of time floated out, and the air of time suddenly burned like a ball of flame.
With the improvement of his cultivation and the mastery of the power of the Dao of Time, Anle has become more and more comfortable in using the Qi of Time. He no longer only uses the Qi of Time to increase his own strength, but also uses the Qi of Time to transform into the fruit of the Dao of Time. .
In fact, Anle even began to analyze and study the Taoist Fruit of Time.
Of course, this research has just begun and has not yet been in-depth.
The rising and falling air of the burning years reflects the picture. In the picture...it is Gu Baiji's appearance with half black hair and half white hair.
With a flick of a finger.
This touch of age energy suddenly turned into a puff of blue smoke, like an arrow from a string, it shot out quickly and flew towards the sky.
Anle's white clothes fluttered in the breeze, her big sleeves fluttering.
Follow the green smoke and go.
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The mountains and clouds are stacked on top of each other for thousands of miles, and the valleys and roads are so deep that no one can trace them.
There are many mountains on both sides of the Canglang River. Although the peaks are not high, the mountains are continuous and the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to find. If someone escapes into the mountains and tries to find it easily, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
In an unknown deep mountain, it was drizzling. The fallen leaves from the previous autumn were spread all over the ground. There was an abandoned mountain temple with broken walls and overgrown plants.
In the mountain temple, there is a figure wrapped in a black robe sitting here, and the whole body is filled with black air, causing the random plants in the mountain temple to wither and die under the infection of the air.
The hood of the black robe was blown open, revealing a middle-aged face, with half black hair and half white hair, but it was extremely conspicuous.
The collapsed mountain god statue behind him was covered with cracks.
After a long time, the black-robed figure slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a bloody vortex swirling in his eyes.
However, the bloody vortex was hidden very deep, and it only burst out with a hazy blood light.
"It seems that the capital of Xiliang cannot be approached. If there is only one Li You'an and one Wang Banshan, if I find a chance, I can kill and massacre the entire Xiliang City, but... now that Wenqu Monument is in charge, Wang Banshan Being promoted to the tenth realm can lead to a long river of righteousness and restrain my greatness."
"Second Disaster Li You'an plus Wang Banshan, who is good at Haoran, and the above Qubei, once I am restrained, with the number of strong men under Anle's command now, it will be difficult for me to escape."
"Once An Le comes, I will definitely die."
Gu Baijing opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid air. The blood in his eyes became even darker, and he was full of unwillingness.
He never thought that after a trip to the Lishan Ancient Tomb...when he came back, the country would be gone.
He was originally the emperor of Xiliang, but he became a bereaved dog when he returned.
Moreover, his son is also dead. Gu Chenglin's talent is very good, and he will have the opportunity to step into the Eleventh Realm in the future. The two Eleventh Realms are enough to raise the height of Xiliang even higher.
"Pity……"
Gu Baiji sighed.
However, the problem is not big. As long as he, Gu Baiji, has not died, there is still a chance to bring the Demon Kingdom of Xiliang back to the world and change the world situation again.
"Zhao Tianyan, the Emperor of Great Zhao, actually sacrificed the fortune of Great Zhao and attracted the Immortal Land..."
Gu Baiji's eyes flickered.
"The Land of Ascension..."
The bloody light in his eyes became more intense.
Suddenly, a burst of green smoke floated from outside the mountain temple, like threads, like ribbons passing by on the snowfield.
Gu Baiji didn't take it seriously at first, but soon, a hair-raising feeling of terror spread throughout his body, and the terrible pressure made his heart feel as if it was being clenched.
"who!"
Gu Baijing's black robes swelled, and he moved out instantly and disappeared into the mountain temple.
boom!
A huge claw, like one shot by a demon tiger, wiped out the mountain temple. The entire mountain temple was turned into ruins, everything was turned into powder, and the ground sunk, revealing a huge pit. Hole.
"The response was pretty quick."
A dull voice floated in the air.
Anle said softly.
Gu Baiji's figure appeared on the branch of a tree in the distance, his black robe billowing, and his handsome middle-aged face looked dignified and incredible.
"Anle?! How did you find me?!"
Gu Baiji felt a little incredible.
His breath-holding technique is extraordinary. He learned it from the underworld, and he can disguise his own energy as a dead person, making it weak and undetectable.
Even the original experts in the eleventh realm would find it difficult to find him, not to mention that he did not leave any traces.
Even the only remaining demonic and evil energy has been completely washed away by Haoran's righteousness.
Therefore, Gu Baijing was very shocked that An Le could be found. He thought of the blue smoke...
Although it is very weak, if you really look carefully, you will feel an extremely terrifying power from the green smoke, as if you have seen your previous actions and actions in the green smoke.
It's like... watching the passing years!
That wisp of blue smoke contains the power of time? !
Gu Baiji's heart sank. An Le's power and strange methods... were indeed beyond his imagination.
"I forgot to look for you. There are many strong men in the ten realms that I fear in the Lishan Ancient Tomb. Emperor Yuanmeng has returned to Yuanmeng, Master Zhenwu Temple has returned to Qingcheng Mountain, and Uncle Yan Tong has been killed by me... There is you, the subjugated emperor, and, by the way, Duan Yukui, the supreme elder of the Star Reaching Sect.”
Anle said with a smile.
Yes, he almost forgot about Duan Yukui.
He once competed and collided with Lu Yishan in the stargazing map with the power of his mind. His cultivation seemed to be pretty good, but this time he came out, but no trace of him was found.
However, Duan Yukui's threat is actually not that big, and it is nothing compared to Gu Baiji.
Gu Baijing is the real master of the demon kingdom. He is a ruthless man who created the Bone Temple and slaughtered countless creatures. In terms of cultivation, Gu Baijing is also stronger.
In fact, Lu Yishan had been looking for Gu Baijing since the ancient tomb of Mount Li was unsealed.
Lu Yishan and Gu Baijing had a deep blood feud. It seemed that his legs were crippled by Gu Baijing when he traveled from Xiliang.
Although Lu Yishan had the ability to restore his legs, he did not choose to do so. Instead, he planned to use this scar to remember the hatred.
Anle found Gu Baijing today, which could help Lu Yishan resolve the hatred and remove a grudge in his heart.
Although Gu Baijing was a perfect Ten Realms and Three Disasters, Anle's current cultivation, body forging and spirit refining, had broken through to the late Ten Realms and Two Disasters. He was confident that he could easily crush the Perfect Ten Realms and Three Disasters.
Gu Baijing took a deep breath, and his heart sank slightly.
Boom!
!
The majestic black air spread out from his body.
Facing Shang Anle, Gu Baijing had no confidence or assurance. Even Yan Tongshu, a venerable who had led the eleventh realm disaster, failed to kill Anle. What could he use to kill him?
Escape!
In the black fog, a burst of blood light was engulfed.
In an instant, it turned into a long black and red rainbow and flew rapidly towards the distant void.
There was no need to fight, no need to try.
Try... you will die!
Gu Baijing didn't want to die. Now that his cultivation began to recover, although it might be a last gasp before the collapse, it was at least a great opportunity. Gu Baijing would soon be able to impact and step into the eleventh realm.
At this time, he naturally didn't want to die.
If he died at the door of the goal he had pursued for so long, how desperate it would be.
"Escape?"
Anle's eyes gradually became indifferent, his eyes were deep, he stared at Gu Baijing's departing back, frowning slightly.
He didn't find any other power from Gu Baijing.
This shouldn't be the case. Although the breath-concealing technique performed by Gu Baijing is good, it is definitely impossible to hide it from him who has reached the second level of the Heart River. At least he will be caught and tracked by him.
Unless there is a powerful force to help him clear these clues.
"I thought Gu Baijing was chosen by the Netherworld and became the legendary Son of the Netherworld..."
"I, Anle, specialize in killing the Son of the Netherworld!"
Anle couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.
In fact, the Son of the Netherworld chosen by the Netherworld did die in his hands.
"Fortunately, this Gu Baijing is not."
Anle smiled.
The Void Armor covered his slender body, and the silver snakes intertwined, bursting with brilliant light.
The next moment, the space in front of Anle directly split open, and his body stepped into it.
The black and red light fled away with blood at an extremely fast speed, and the mountains were directly crossed.
This is also a secret technique taught by the Netherworld. The price paid is not small. When it is performed, it even involves the power of the space level.
It is mastered by the Netherworld Lord of the Eleventh Realm and the Ninth Turn who has comprehended the Great Dao of Space.
In the Netherworld, the original strongman of the Eleventh Realm is called the Lord of the Netherworld, corresponding to the Eleventh Realm Immortal Lord of the Heaven.
In fact, the two have always been in conflict. The Netherworld also has a terrible power that is not weaker than the Heaven, such as the top power level, which is also good.
Huangquan, Naihe and the other side are the three forces that have buried ancient gods. The three are even comparable to the five ancient immortal families of the Heaven, and the Samsara Palace is even comparable to the Heavenly Court of the Heaven.
Among the three realms, the power of the human world is relatively weak.
There are some reasons for this, even Anle can't figure it out.
Is it really just the battle of the Heaven-killing War ten thousand years ago?
Is it really because of the chaos of the human race's dragon veins and the Mountain and River Cauldron that the cultivation of the human world has been weakened for ten thousand years, and even the Eleventh Realm is difficult to be born now?
Anle can't figure it out. Maybe there are some things that need to be asked to the Saint Master.
Anle didn't believe that the Saint Master would not know about the appearance of the Ascension Land. Obviously, there are some problems.
Of course, now is not the time to think about these things.
It is more important to deal with Gu Baijing. After all, he is a madman.
Anle can't be in the world all the time. If this powerful man who has reached the level of perfection of the ten realms and three disasters is really given an opportunity, it may cause a terrible disaster.
Slaughtering living beings and killing people in panic are all possible.
The black and red light spread out in an instant, showing the face of Gu Baijing.
Gu Baijing's eyes shrank, but he saw the space in front of him cracked, and a Vermillion Bird surrounded by golden Nirvana Heavenly Fire spread its wings and came out, with a loud cry, shaking the void, and the sky was dyed red.
Void Sanshou... Vermillion Bird Sword!
This is a powerful fighting skill after the fusion of the Five Animals and the Void Sanshou.
At this moment, it was displayed, as if the real Vermillion Bird of Heaven had come alive, roaring and spreading its wings from the ancient battlefield!
Gu Baijing roared, his black and white hair hung upside down, and a ball of black air was knocked out by him, and countless white bones emerged from it, densely packed like the corpses covered under the underworld.
However, under the attack of Anle's treasure, the Five Animals Fusion Void Sanshou, countless white bones instantly turned into white powder.
The powerful force tore through the black fog and smashed it hard on his body.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Gu Baijing's whole body was about to explode, turning into a stream of light and smashing hard on the ground below. The ground sank directly, and the layers of dust exploded like a 10,000-ton bomb.
Anle stood in the air, his white clothes were whiter than snow, his black hair was vigorous, his palm was on the bamboo sword Qingshan at his waist, and he looked at it calmly.
The dust in the ruins was torn apart.
Gu Bai Whale was in an extremely embarrassed state. His black robe had already been torn to pieces, revealing his body covered with white bones. Most of his skin was broken, revealing his bones that were glowing with blood.
He stared at Anle, the horror in his eyes beyond measure.
too strong!
Ridiculously strong!
Gu Baijing has perfected the ten realms and three disasters, and can even be regarded as a half-step source master. He also obtained a small piece of the immortal king's origin in Lishan, but he has not yet completely refined it.
But with such strength, he was almost beaten to death by An Le's move.
If his flesh and blood hadn't already been boned with Nether Blood, he might really have been blown away by An Le's move.
The Vermilion Bird Sword lingers with the immortal fire of Nirvana, floating around An Le's body. The five internal organs are slightly glowing, and the ancient scriptures are intertwined and spread. The power is so strong that it is like a peerless immortal king coming to the dust.
An Le frowned slightly when he saw that Gu Bai Jing was not killed with one move, his internal organs glowed, and the five treasures appeared one after another, flashing with dazzling light.
Vermilion Bird Sword, Flowing Cloud Boots, Wandering Snake Ten Thousand Bone Knife, Zixiao Thunder Spear, and Golden Yang Blackwood Shield!
Cooperate with the five most precious animals.
At this moment, almost using the formation mode, a shocking killing blow was carried out!
The five animals in the void are scattered!
There are demon tigers, ferocious beasts, sacred deer, demon apes and sword cranes emerging among them, constantly circulating in life and death!
The huge palm passed across, and the space was cracking inch by inch. It was difficult to bear the terrifying power of this palm!
Gu Baiji's eyes showed despair...
He saw no hope.
The speed cannot be compared, the strength cannot be compared, the treasure cannot be compared...
The only thing that can suppress the opponent is cultivation, but cultivation does not represent real combat power.
Gu Baiji roared angrily, and the skin all over his body burned, and all the skin membranes disappeared, revealing the dense blood and bones.
The blood and bones were like polished from huge blood-colored diamonds, crystal clear.
Represents the toughness of the physical body.
winter!
!
A palm fell again, and the entire ground sank suddenly, collapsing deeply, revealing a huge palm print. Under the palm print, there were countless clouds of smoke and dust...
Countless amounts of dust and sand were blasted into the sky, and finally poured down like rain.
Gu Baiji's body was beaten and dented in it, and he was dying. The flow of blood on the bloody skeleton became stagnant and slow.
"He's not dead yet... I seem to feel the breath of the netherworld."
Anle said calmly.
"Netherworld Cultivation Method, are you connected with the Netherworld?"
Gu Baiji's bloody skeleton gave him a vague feeling of a strong man from the underworld that Anle had faced before.
However, Anle did not want to be entangled with Gu Baijing for too long. He had not yet sorted out his gains after breaking through the Ten Realms and Two Disasters. When he faced the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder in Lin'an, the Bamboo Sword Qingshan carried all the power of the True Time Dao. Anle also needs to understand the subtle changes that have occurred.
Therefore, An Lezhi held the bamboo sword green shirt and slowly took it off from his waist.
The moment Anle held the sword, the surging sword energy began to grow between heaven and earth and began to spread continuously.
Gu Bai Whale's bloody bones are shining brightly, and the blood color of every inch of the bones is the result of living beings sacrificing their lives.
He stared at Anle without speaking.
His aura keeps rising, rising...
Vaguely, the origin emerged.
However, this origin is not complete, and he is still unable to reach the realm of half-step of the origin.
But facing An Le's oppression, he had to go all out to use his original power, otherwise... he would die. Once he died, there would be no hope.
Nor did he beg for any comfort to be spared.
That was absolutely impossible. He knew that Lu Yishan was An Le, and there was a huge grudge between Lu Yishan and him. In addition, he knew that An Le hated evil as much as hatred, and had killed so many creatures. He was the one who founded the Demon Kingdom. , will definitely not be let go by An Le.
Therefore, we can only fight with all our strength.
"Netherworld? Guess!"
Gu Baiji roared angrily.
Anle naturally doesn't want to guess. If there is anything to guess, even if it is really related to Netherworld, Anle doesn't care.
After all, he had killed so many Sons of the Netherworld. If Gu Baijiji was also a Son of the Netherworld, he would just make up the number.
boom!
Qingshan handed out the bamboo sword.
Countless sword intentions filled the air.
On the long river of the soul, the power of the avenue of time reflected with the power of the pure avenue pours in, and the long river turns into a sword and sweeps up.
Although the power is not as powerful as a sword transformed from the power of the real Dao of Time, it is not weak either.
The flesh body shone brightly, and the energy and blood surged, pouring into the sky like wolf smoke.
When a sword is handed out, a picture of mountains and rivers appears. One sword cuts across mountains and rivers, and one sword protects mountains and rivers. This is the way of swordsmanship for peace and happiness.
This single sword, this pure sword, protects the entire world.
The sword of the soul and the sword of the body are merged.
The virtual and real sword energy appeared and turned into a yin and yang sword wheel!
Gu Baijing, who activated his origin and rose up from the ruins, stared blankly at the sword, the extremely gorgeous Yin-Yang Sword Wheel that stretched across the sky and the earth, and the sword energy that intersected the virtual and the real...
"What kind of monster is this?"
Gu Baiji murmured.
He still remembered seeing Anle in the underground palace of Lishan Ancient Tomb. At that time... Anle was only in the eighth realm.
But now, he is actually able to slash out such a brilliant sword, a sword that exceeds the limits of the human world.
"As soon as this sword comes out, I won't be able to bear the brilliance of the sword energy even if I don't die."
Gu Baijing smiled miserably, with emotion in his eyes.
Looking back on my life, I pursued spiritual practice. In an era when spiritual practice was exhausted, I tried to find a way to no avail.
The oppression of Yuan Meng and the coercion of Da Zhao... Under these two, he had to take a wrong path. He thought he saw the dawn, but when the real light came, all the evil was nothing but filth under the light, and it disappeared.
The sword passed, leaving no trace.
The bloody bones of the netherworld could not withstand Anle's extremely sublimated sword.
The bones turned into bloody powder and fell all over the ground.
Like a withered Du Juan flower, it was crushed into the mortal world and shattered into dust.
The world returned to peace.
After the sword, Gu Baijing died completely.
Anle did not leave, but put the sword at his waist, lowered his eyes, and looked directly at the ruins.
It seemed that he wanted to verify something.
The tyrannical mind swept through again and again, but there was no hidden thing.
"Gu Baijing, it seems that he is not the son of the netherworld..."
Anle muttered.
Then, the silver light danced like a dragon and python, tearing open the space, escaping into it, and disappeared.
After a long time...
In the huge pit ruins, in the blood and bone powder of Gu Baijing that was annihilated into powder, a tiny blood light flickered slightly.
In the tiny blood and bone powder.
There was a familiar pool of netherworld blood, which was shrunken tightly in fear.
It dared not move.
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