The green mountains are still there, and the sword qi is still merry.

Cut off the immortals, you can see the emperor's stone figurines, there are tens of millions of bones under the figurines, and the blood of the immortals flows like a vast sea.

No matter how the years have changed, the emperor's stone figurines are still standing with their hands upright, their eyes calm, their sideburns are not messy, their clothes are neat, and their appearance is still the same, and they have never wavered.

The invisible majesty spreads from the stone figurines, patrolling the world that belongs to him.

An Le felt a supreme majesty, but unlike the immortal coercion presented in the fog before, this majesty did not mean to make him kneel, and even had a feeling that made him feel like a spring breeze, as if soft laughter echoed around him.

It is as if the ancient stone figurines that have been sealed for endless years are gently telling.

"Here we are."

It seems that the two words of calm are waiting for the destined people who have torn apart the years for thousands of years.

The heavens and the earth are calm, and the sword aura is like a breeze.

There seems to be sunlight breaking through the clouds, birds and birds illuminating the stone path in the mountain, there is no time in the mountain, everything seems to be the same as in the past.

An Le had a bamboo sword pinned to his waist, and the whole person was restored to good condition, like the coercion of the immortals he had suffered before, but it was just an illusion.

But An Le is sure that it is not illusory, in the mud pill palace of his eyebrows, the sword furnace is sonorous, and the Yuan Shen is sitting on a colorful glass heart sword, which is no longer a sword embryo, but a complete heart sword!

When facing the giant sword that the immortal had fallen before, An Le was born with the heart sword in his eyebrows to resist.

At that last moment, the heart sword embryo was completely boiled and successfully forged, becoming a real heart sword.

Anle's heart sword, that is to fight with pride, to forge with unyielding!

The sword has bones, and the proud bones of peace and happiness are the foundation of the heart sword!

An Le walked slowly, the soles of his feet stepping on the gravel and dust on the ground, making a rustling sound.

The green mountains are full of green bamboos, and the fallen bamboo leaves are spread all over the ground, and stepping on them is quite soft.

The stone figurine sat on the stone path at the foot of the mountain, smiling and looking into the distance.

The craftsmanship of the stone figurines is exquisite, as if a real person stands, and every carving, the polishing of details, and even every strand of hair are clearly visible.

If you look at it, you will think that it is a stone figurine, but you will only think that it is a real person!

An Le looked at this stone figurine, I don't know why, but there was a strong sense of familiarity.

However, in fact, An Le really doesn't know who this stone figurine is, but from its clothing, it can be known that the other party should be an emperor, an emperor who overwhelms the world.

The bones of the immortals are covered with the corpses of the immortals, what kind of battle has been experienced in front of them?

Some people, even if you don't know his identity or his name, as long as you see it with your own eyes, you will involuntarily think of the evaluation of him in the world since ancient times, corresponding to the name that shocked the world.

"The ...... The First Emperor? ”

An Le's eyes were a little hazy, with a sword at his waist, approaching step by step.

The sword qi was like a clear wind, blowing all the bamboo forests in the mountains, the bamboo sea sand gently, and a few bamboo leaves like sword blades rolled in the air, staggering over An Le's shoulders and hair.

Here, it seems that the years are quiet, incomparably quiet.

"In Xia Anle, I have seen my predecessors."

Before walking to the stone figurines, An Le clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.

It's not like the arrogance of the immortal phantom when it lasts forever, but the humility of the predecessors.

Heaven and earth are calm, and only the clear voice of peace reverberates.

Expected scenario.

After maintaining a saluting posture for a moment, An Le felt that there was really no time to respond.

is to slowly straighten up.

However, just after he straightened up.

The stone figurine no longer seemed to be looking into the distance, no longer looking down on the world that belonged to him, but looking at An Le, although still smiling, but the smile was a little gentle.

"Good."

A soft voice, with reverberation, sounded in An Le's ears.

It was like a thunderbolt that pierced time, space and years.

An Le's eyes shrank slightly, staring at the stone figurine, as if at this moment, the stone figurines seemed to come to life.

This stone figurine...... Alive?

An Le took a deep breath.

The bamboo sword on his waist Qingshan, but at this moment, accompanied by the words of the stone figurines, began to tremble gently, and then floated up, galloped towards the stone figurines, and suspended in front of the stone figurines.

Behind the stone figurines, there is a quiet stone path, all the way to the top of the mountain, you can feel the posture of being at the top of the mountain, and you can see the small posture of the mountains.

However, An Le was not in a hurry to climb the mountain, and at the moment he was concerned about whether the stone figurine was still alive.

Ten thousand years ago, the first emperor who made the four seas one and unified the world, did he really have the will to still exist in the world!

If that's the case, it's incredible.

According to Zhao Huangting's popularity, the cultivators of the Nine Realms are only five hundred years, and they can only increase their longevity if they break the Ten Realms, but they will not be able to live forever.

For a practitioner, it is inconceivable to live for a thousand years.

Although it may be easier to retain the will, it is naturally extremely terrifying to be able to retain the will for thousands of years.

"Those who can hold the green mountains need to have the pride of not being afraid of immortals."

"Dare to kill the immortals in the sky, and you will be a swordsman in the world."

"The sword path of loneliness, the will of loneliness, are all in the green mountains."

The surging sound seemed to be surging along the eternal river of time, resounding in the ears of An Le, above the green mountains and mountains, and the wind suddenly raged.

An Le saw the green mountain suspended in front of the stone figurine, and slowly put it on the waist of the stone figurine.

Just like the waist that has always been worn in Anle.

It's like the overlap of two figures.

An Le only felt a roar in his heart, and then, looking at the stone figurines, he felt that a different transformation had taken place on the stone figurines.

It seems to have developed a strong connection with the stone figurines.

Comprehending, An Le raised his hand and grabbed the emperor stone figurine!

Thundered!

The entire green mountain was shaking, and the majestic sword qi was constantly shouting, as if there were countless immortal souls buried in the green mountains roaring.

An Le carried the emperor's stone figurines and stepped on the stone steps above the green mountain.

Instantly......

An invisible wave of wind swept away, blowing away the dead leaves on the moss-covered stone steps, revealing a stone path that seemed to have been unfooted for thousands of years.

Moss marks are green on the upper steps.

On the green mountain, a green cloth carries a stone figurine and climbs the green mountain.

When An Le stepped on the stone steps, he felt that there was a special force on the green mountain stone path surging from the hidden mountains in the stone steps!

A figure of a lake appeared in front of him, and the immortal was as powerful as a mountain.

However, the emperor stone figurine that An Le was carrying seemed to hand out a sword, and a pure and domineering sword intent surged, and in an instant, the immortal phantom was directly cut off.

An Le only felt that there seemed to be a trace of sword intent in his dantian inner pill that had converged into a tiny golden pill like a grain of rice.

Just a step up, An Le felt a little tired.

If you want to climb to the top of the green mountain, there are at least 10,000 steps......

Will he be able to make it to the top?

As soon as such a thought came to mind, An Le did not hesitate to expel it from his mind.

Just walk, just climbed the mountain, why think so much?

Do your best to carry this 10,000-year-old emperor's stone figurine to the top of the mountain.

Exhaling a breath, An Le stepped forward again.

After stepping another step, another immortal phantom appeared, and the coercion swept like the sky fell.

However, above the stone figurines, the sword light rose again.

The immortals were beheaded, and blood was spilled!

Within the Anle Dantian, the sword intent Jin Dan is a little stronger.

Climb a ladder and cut a immortal.

Kill an immortal in one step.

An Le carried the emperor's stone figurines and climbed a total of ten steps, cutting ten immortals in ten steps, An Le's state also reached the extreme, and his whole body was full of energy, blood and mind could no longer support him to continue.

However, An Le found that under such circumstances, there seemed to be a very huge increase in the refining of his physique and primordial spirit.

On the tenth step, there is a gentle breeze above the green hills.

The emperor's stone figurines fell, and An Le sat cross-legged, gasping for breath.

Within the dantian, the sword intent golden pill the size of a grain of rice, which can slash immortals, is quietly suspended.

It's a very majestic and powerful force.

That kind of sword intent is full of a kind of divinity.

If it weren't for the divine sword body, An Le Xing might not have been able to gather the sword intent revealed when the emperor's stone figurines slashed immortals.

And this sword intent may be a great opportunity for Anle to open the Qingshan this time.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

An Le no longer climbed, and there were no more visions of immortals on the green hills.

The emperor's stone figurines stood quietly on the stairs, as if looking at the clouds and mist dispersed, and the scenery of the sky and earth was clear, but it was a pity that the scenery outside was chaos.

An Le sat on the stone steps and raised his head to look at the emperor's stone figurines, as if he saw a wisp of nostalgia from the stone figurines' faces.

Suddenly, looking at the comfort of the stone figurines, his eyes shrank slightly.

It's not that the stone figurines came back to life.

Instead, An Le saw that on the body of the stone figurines, a little purple aura began to permeate and intertwine, and gradually converged into a wisp of agarwood-like aura of time.

The years are angry?!

An Le's eyes froze, and his heart beat suddenly.

On top of the stone figurines...... Can it also condense the qi of the years?

Is this noble emperor angry with his years?

In the face of such years, what is there to hesitate about?

When the mind moves, it is natural to try to absorb this wisp of time.

Whether you succeed or not, when the opportunity is in front of you, at least try.

An Le is also very clear about the nature of absorbing the qi of the years, the stronger the cultivation, the more difficult it is to absorb the qi of the years from it.

Unless the cultivation of peace and happiness is gradually improved.

It stands to reason that this wisp of purple and gold years, peace and happiness do not need to be thought about, and they will definitely not be able to absorb it.

But......

It was unexpected.

This wisp of purple gold is like a bamboo leaf that has been gently plucked, and in an instant, it is wrapped around An Le's fingertips, and the last bit of it spreads into An Le's eyebrows and mud pill palace.

Gray years, golden years, now ...... An Le seems to have unearthed a new kind of old age.

Purple and gold years.

Closing his eyes slightly, everything in heaven and earth seemed to disappear in front of him.

Only a wisp of purple-gold smoke remained, turning into a purple-gold incense pillar.

Birds burn with purple-gold smoke......

It seems to throw a pebble in the years, shaking the picture like a light wave.

……

……

The earth was devastated, the mountains were collapsing, the rivers were broken, the dark canopy was torn apart, and the raging sea water hung upside down from the shattered sky, pouring into the world!

Behind that shattered canopy.

There were one after another immortal figures shrouded in the white vast light, dense and endless.

And behind the curtain of heaven, there was an even larger figure, as if looking down on the bleeding world from outside the sky.

There is a huge dragon body as huge as a mountain across the sky, but it is still bleeding, splashing blood like a river, and it is difficult to hide the momentum of falling.

With a mournful roar, it finally smashed into the earth, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake, and the sky was dark and cloudy.

On the earth of the world, the strict black-armored army wielded Changge, carried a sword at his waist, wore an armored stomach, and roared angrily.

An Le looked down, and he saw a spear pierced from his chest, the spear was covered with words written in ancient characters, and the fairy qi and birds were wrapped around it, but they were watered by the blood and lost their fairy intent.

There was no pain coming from the wound, because An Le knew that he was just looking at the pictures left in this time from the perspective of a spectator.

But the shock that this picture brought to him was really majestic.

It was as if he had crossed the barrier of time, the change of years, returned to the land 10,000 years ago, and saw the shocking battle that was not recorded in the classics.

Looking forward with the gaze of this body, even if this body is on the verge of death, there is still a frenzy in his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, you can see a green mountain, and the green mountain towers into the sky.

On the top of the mountain, there is a burly figure of the emperor dressed in a dark robe, the breath is extremely majestic, like a brilliant sun, illuminating the dim world, holding a sword in his hand, pointing at the dense immortals who came out of the curtain of the broken sky!

"Lonely, he is the emperor of the world, not the son of heaven!"

"Heaven to heaven, earth to earth!"

"Heaven wants to intervene in the world, and then the lonely will turn the heaven into the earth!"

"From now on, there is no son of heaven in the world!"

"Lonely, cut the sky today!"

……

An Le didn't really listen to it.

However, as the magnificent and vibrating words fell, the blood of this body involuntarily boiled.

The emperor of the world is not the Son of Heaven!

Harvest the sky!

Although he is not clear about the situation 10,000 years ago, on this day, An Le really saw the domineering and heroism of the first emperor of the ages!

And the most important thing is that the army's worship and trust in this emperor, with the emperor standing on the top of the mountain roaring, the order to cut the sky.

All the soldiers covered in armor roared in anger.

As a powerful cultivator, the general ascended to the sky, without fear of the coercion of the immortals, and fought against the immortals!

There are also goblins who have been turned into an army attached to the First Emperor, facing the immortal heavenly soldiers!

The tragic war, the killing of the world stained with blood, the sky is no longer blue.

It's like an apocalypse.

Compared with the battle of southward migration that he observed at the beginning, this battle represents the unyielding of the first emperor, even in the face of immortals, he has never retreated, never yielded, and will not give up a single grass or tree in the world!

At the end of the picture, An Le saw the last sword.

The Emperor Xuanyi, who was as panicked as the rising sun, handed out a sword towards the sky.

With that sword, countless immortals shed blood and fell to the world.

That sword illuminates the world and expels darkness.

That sword made it seem like a little spark ignited in the world, burning to the heavens and burning the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Que.

……

……

In the Sword Pond Palace.

Three days and three nights passed in a flash.

The sword qi that lingered on the surface of Jianchi Lake had already begun to slowly dissipate, and the sword intent formed by the three first-grade sword weapons had already disappeared without a trace.

The people who had been contemplating the enlightenment by the lake also stopped their contemplation, and their faces were full of satisfaction.

Lu Shisan felt that he had gained a lot, and his cultivation had even improved slightly, and he had the impulse and grasp to impact the Six Realms.

Lu Ziwei, who was holding the Xingchen Long Sword, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her slender delicate body stood up from the lakeside, her eyebrows couldn't help frowning, staring at the calm and waveless Jianchi Lake.

If she remembers well, it has been three days and three nights since she entered the lake, why hasn't there been any movement......

Is there something unexpected?

But her cultivation was really not enough, and she couldn't find out what was happening at the bottom of the lake, and she didn't dare to jump out with her Yuan Shen to find out.

On the shore of the lake, Su Musha, Wang Yansheng and Wan Jieliu never left, still sitting cross-legged, waiting for the situation at the bottom of the lake.

The breath of peace disappeared, and although Zhao Huangting was worried at first, he then felt that it was okay, so he left again and went to Dali.

The three of them couldn't leave peacefully.

Suddenly, Su Mu's eyes opened slightly, and a sword qi surged out from his body: "I feel it." ”

Wang Yansheng's old face also showed a touch of joy and relief: "It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die!" ”

Not only them, but everyone's eyes were on the center of the Sword Pond Lake.

It can be seen that on the surface of the calm Jianchi Lake, a whirlpool swirled, and finally, with a roar, there was an extremely bright sword light, bursting out from the bottom of the lake, cutting into the sky, and pouring into the sky!

Majestic majesty, brilliant and invincible, domineering and unparalleled......

This sword light made everyone feel depressed, and even gave birth to a sense of surrender.

Poured into the sky, it seems to cut off all the stars in the sky!

The bottom of the Sword Pond Lake.

The old sword saint's beard was flying, and the Chengying Sword had already swept back, and he was pinned to his waist again.

Looking at this sword light that rushed into the sky, the old sword saint's eyes were full of complicated colors.

"Aoyama, it turns out ...... Is this the mystery of the green mountains? ”

"No wonder Zhao Huangting has been unable to open for Tsingshan four times in a row, no wonder for so many years, no one has been able to open for Tsingshan......"

"It's too heavy, the meaning of this sword is too heavy......"

The old sword saint sighed, and his face showed a trace of sadness.

He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for An Le to control such a sword.

The history of the fault in the dust of the years, even the old sword saint is unknowable, and it is difficult to trace.

But it is undeniable that those who can hold this sword definitely have the charm of the Sword Pond Palace's full bet.

"Dare to hold a sword weapon to slash the heavenly immortals, isn't this exactly the pleasure and spirit that swordsmen in the world are pursuing?"

The old swordmaster chuckled.

The Seven Star Dragon Abyss plunged into the bottom of the Sword Pond Lake and fell silent again.

And the silkworm chrysalis condensed by the sword qi was also completely cut open, revealing the unscathed young figure in the silkworm chrysalis.

The young man was sharp at the moment, holding the bamboo sword, but there were spots of fairy birds and birds on the bamboo sword, and it was very strange blood.

The blood was steaming, and as far as the old sword saint could see, it could be seen that eleven drops of immortal blood had disappeared.

The sword light on the bamboo sword was a little sharper, and it seemed to show an extremely domineering sharpness!

Wipe away the blood of the immortals on the sword, which is to open the way for this ancient sword weapon.

An Le in the silkworm chrysalis opened his eyes.

He saw the old swordmaster in Mai who was carrying his hands and nodded.

Then, holding the green mountain, he waved it in front of him.

Every drop of water in the Sword Pond Lake contains sword qi, and at this moment, as An Le swings out of the green mountains, all the sword qi rushes into the sky, enveloping every drop of lake water.

The water in the lake is revealed, all suspended in the air.

Above the lakeside.

All the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace were shocked, and the geniuses of the Dali Kingdom Star List were also dumbfounded.

Such an impactful picture naturally made it difficult for them to calm down.

And it was hung upside down into the waters of the heavenly dome.

An Le holds the green mountain in one hand and the swallow in the other.

The ink pool hangs from the waist with the fixed wind wave.

Step by step out of the bottom of the lake.

Above the lakeside.

The sword weapons in everyone's hands seemed to tremble, and let out a crisp sword groan, as if they were about to surrender, and the crisp sound of clanging was endless.

The sword weapons of the entire Jinguan City were now trembling with excitement after experiencing the great sorrow of the previous sword bell ringing thirty-six times.

Everyone's eyes flickered.

It is as if I see a human emperor who is proud and has the same sword energy, and is not afraid of the sky or the sky.

From the long river of years that rolled the stormy waves.

Step by step.

Inspect the world that belongs to the emperor.