The east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder inside and outside Yanchun.

The rich aroma of wine wafted out from the tavern, lingering inside and outside the tip of his nose, but Meng Po had no desire to smell it.

When the burly figure blocking the doorway, the eyes under the silver mask, stared at him indifferently and coldly, an inexplicable sense of pressure suddenly swept through his body, and his muscles froze involuntarily.

It was a muscular instinct after encountering the gaze of a strong man who had killed many people.

Meng Po didn't expect that when he learned the news of An Le's departure from Taimiao Lane, he rushed to come, and even the lives of everyone in the tavern were used as battle posts, An Le still did not accept his challenge, and even threw out a puppet......

Puppet?

Real person or ...... Dead thing?!

Meng Po stared solemnly at the burly puppet, and his heart couldn't help but think.

What does it mean not to bully him, and only after defeating the puppet can you challenge An Le......

An Le is so confident in this puppet?

In his mental perception, the breath of this puppet ...... It seems that it is only the Five Realms.

The puppets of the Five Realms, if they don't have autonomous consciousness, don't worry about it at all!

Meng Po's eyes wrapped in black mist revealed a touch of coldness.

"Pretend to be a ghost, no matter what kind of puppet you are, I will kill everything!"

"I am the number one on the Xiliang Demon List, and I have experienced countless lives and deaths to climb to this realm, among the five realms, I should be invincible!"

Beneath the black mist, a blood-red long knife emerged.

He held the knife in his hand, the blade of the knife was raised slightly, and the raindrops falling from the narrow sky in the alley cut through the blade of the blood-colored long knife, and were easily cut in half!

The black mist suddenly exploded, as if it merged into the grains of rain, hidden between the intertwined rain curtains, as if the world had disappeared, and killed the huge war puppet at the door!

Boom!!!

Suddenly.

The rain in front of the puppet exploded!

A blood-colored knife was abruptly blocked by the big black iron bow that was taken off from behind the puppet at some point.

Huge power was transmitted from the big bow he struck, and Meng Po's eyes shrank, such a power ...... It's like a mountain collapsing and piling down huge rocks, which is not at all the power that the Five Realms should have!

The blood-colored broadsword slapped on Meng Po's shoulder, his body flew upside down, and his back shattered the rain one after another, and the rain powder was misty, like a mist lingering.

The body fell on the water-filled bluestone ground in the alley, and slid out backwards, pulling out two inverted triangle water marks.

Can't get in!

Meng Po wanted to shake off An Le's puppet, enter the tavern, and force An Le to make a move.

However, the defense line created by that puppet was unbreakable!

How is this possible......

Within the Five Realms, he Meng Po is definitely not weak, he dares to call himself invincible in the Five Realms, naturally he has this confidence, although he knows very well that when it comes to the real invincible in the Five Realms, he is still a little behind.

Because the real invincibility of the Five Realms should be in the Yuanmeng Empire.

However, he couldn't even break through the defense line created by the puppets of the Five Realms!

The rain fell on Meng Po's body, and he turned his head to look at the window of the tavern, where An Le was already leisurely drinking a pot of old rice wine specially warmed by the proprietress, and even a stack of peanuts.

The ...... in his eyes It's all banter.

That kind of banter made Meng Po's heart full of murderous intentions, and his spirit suddenly became crazy.

Ask the geniuses on the demon list, every one of them is mentally abnormal, it is a spiritual will that has gradually distorted under the high pressure between life and death all year round.

Bang!

The rain on the ground exploded, Meng Po held the blood-colored long knife, a crazy smile appeared on his face, and strode towards the window where An Le was!

Shout!

A gust of wind and thunder surged above the eardrums!

Meng Po had just taken a few steps before the smile on his face froze suddenly.

In the pupils, an arrow is rushing forward, piercing through the raindrops, and the tip of the arrow contains wind and thunder!

The main thing is...... That's fast, it's too fast!

Even rain can't stop the speed of the arrows!

The grasp of time, the grasp of timing, and the control of the inertia of his body movements...... It was impeccable to perfection.

Meng Po's figure happened to be at the time when the old force had just gone and the new force had not yet been born.

The arrow pierced through!

Burst!

An arrow pierced through Meng Po's shoulder, the wind and thunder exploded, bringing up a ball of broken flesh, the arrow pierced through the body, and the power of the envelope smashed into the ground, nailing the bluestone ground into a crack covered with cobwebs.

A little bit of red blood was instantly washed away by the majestic rain.

Meng Po still had a frozen smile on his face, staring at the shoulder that was penetrated, but the sense of crisis in his heart gradually rose.

The sound of wind and thunder continued to resound!

The bowstring was full, and the sound of the collapse that was released made Meng Po's hair stand on end.

Not daring to run, he held the blood-colored long knife horizontally in front of him, and one after another intertwined burst out, and the arrows entwined with wind and thunder slammed into the blood-colored long knife.

Between the sparks, the tips of the arrows hit the same position!

The staggered rhythm of the arrows between one breath and one breath made Meng Po unable to even change his body shape at all.

The power contained in the arrow shot him back, and the blood-colored long knife was against his chest, and the impact of each arrow would have a terrifying energy through the blood-colored long knife and come through the body.

A mouthful of blood spurted out!

This is...... What monster?!

Meng Po's heart was horrified, his eyes were constricted, the five realms were only, and the pressure on him was even stronger than the six realms!

However, Meng Po is not a weak person, and it is not his style to be beaten all the time, and he also knows it...... If you want to fight with An Le today, you must break this puppet.

This is a puppet who is good at arrows!

Like a sharpshooter in the army.

It's not that Meng Po hasn't fought against archers, and there are also archers who are good at bows and arrows on the Demon List.

However, the drawbacks of the sharpshooter are too great.

That is, the melee strength is very weak, as long as he Meng Po can get close to the archer and cut off the opponent's head, he can easily win.

In that case, then close the distance and cut this archer first!

Meng Po's eyes revealed a crazy scarlet, and the innate aura gushed out from the dantian.

The black fog lingered again, and the entire alley in Yanchun was shrouded in black fog.

In front of the tavern, there was also a black mist, and it was difficult to catch Meng Po's whereabouts.

Suddenly, the blood-red tip of the sword emerged from the black mist, and the corner of the sword stabbed towards the neck of the war golem wearing the silver mask.

Meng Po's figure was hidden in the black mist, with a crazy smile on his face, as if he had seen the picture of the head wearing a silver mask like a car falling to the ground.

Suddenly.

The big black iron bow was retracted, and the blood-colored long knife was held, and under the black robe of the puppet, a short black spear was handed out.

The blood-colored knife slashed at the sparks.

Meng Po's eyes shrank, the speed of the short spear was too fast, he had to give up the blood knife, as soon as his hand was released, the blood knife was slapped away, and his figure wanted to break away, but the spear, which was as black as ink, was suddenly thrown.

A pop ran through his neck.

A bloody flower bloomed, and with great force, Meng Po's figure was driven and nailed to the ground in the alley of Yanchunli.

The black fog has lifted.

Meng Po was nailed to the ground by the black spear, blood was gurgling in his mouth, he held the short spear with both hands, and wanted to pull the short spear out, but he couldn't shake the short spear at all.

There was a crisp sound, and the other end of the bisecting spear was connected to the half of the spear that had pierced into Meng Po's neck.

"Just you, you are also worthy of being invincible in the five realms?"

An indifferent and arrogant voice came from under the silver mask.

The burly body held the black spear in one hand.

Meng Po's eyes widened, staring at the burly puppet in fear......

Inside the tavern.

An Le pinched up the celadon wine cup, took a sip of warm wine, and by the way, extracted six wisps of ordinary age qi from Meng Po's body, and then spit out a word softly between his lips: "Kill." ”

threaten his well-being with the lives of all the people in the tavern......

From the moment he said that, An Le had already tacitly acquiesced that he had to die.

The war puppet and An Le have a good heart, and they are extremely loyal to carry out An Le's orders.

The two-point spear was pulled out and stabbed out again, stabbing towards Meng Po's head.

However, since the beginning of the battle, the strong man who has been paying attention to the battle situation here will naturally not sit idly by.

"Stop!"

The powerhouse of the Nine Realms of the Western Liang Kingdom snorted coldly, and a majestic Nine Realms Sendai coercion had already fallen, wanting to stop the action of the war puppet and save Meng Po.

This Nine Realms hasn't had time to rush there, mainly because Meng is ruined too quickly!

However, this Sendai coercion didn't even have time to fall, and it was cut through by a sword.

The sixth mountain lord Tsing Yi was flying, and it hung above the alley like this, which made the nine realms of the Western Liang Kingdom dare not take a step.

Burst.

The spear of the war puppet fell, and the fire of life in Meng Po's eyes was completely extinguished.

The icy rain slapped against his dead face, making a hazy splash.

This is the genius of the Xiliang Kingdom Asking Demon List who has become famous in the past two days and is crazy about things in Lin'an Mansion, just like this...... Died in the alley without any waves.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and only the roar of the torrential rain crashing into the world along the narrow Yanchun Li was like a waterfall.

Yan Chun inside and out.

The Nine Realms powerhouse of the Western Liang Kingdom had his eyes constricted, a little confused, and a little stunned.

I didn't expect Meng Po, who was known as the King of Little Yama, to fall in Lin'an Mansion like this.

Inside the tavern.

Mortals have long been silent, and the atmosphere does not dare to come out.

After all, the cultivators in the black fog before, using their lives as capital to make war posts for An Le are equivalent to saying that they want to kill them, and they can be killed at any time.

It makes them feel as if they have walked in the face of death.

Even if she is a female shopkeeper with a pungent temperament, her hands are trembling, no matter how spicy she is, she is just an ordinary person, compared with cultivators, the gap between heaven and earth.

An Le glanced at the situation in the tavern, the sword qi in the mud pill palace in the center of his eyebrows was sonorous, and the sword in his heart trembled, releasing mental fluctuations, which permeated and intertwined in the hearts of everyone in the tavern, helping them suppress their fears and overcome the shadows in their hearts.

"It's over, don't worry."

An Le took a sip of old rice wine and said in a soft voice.

The female shopkeeper was appeased by the power of the sword, and she was much calmer, and her eyes even showed fanaticism.

"It's worthy of everyone An, it's really amazing!"

"Such a good thing, he actually dared to challenge everyone An, everyone has never made a move, just a puppet, he can't stop it, and he dares to threaten to challenge!"

The female shopkeeper danced excitedly, and in the tavern, the atmosphere of the drinkers was also eager.

An Le smiled, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Indeed, An Le said that he didn't want to bully them, but he was indeed not wrong, after all, An Le defeated the young Yuan Emperor in the battle puppet space.

Now, these people want to challenge him, first over the war puppet, and then they are right.

But...... This battle puppet is the young Yuan Emperor, a truly invincible existence in the Five Realms!

Even if An Le encounters it at the beginning, it is easy to be defeated!

To say that it is not to bully is actually to bully.

And it's bullying to death, others don't know that the war puppet is the young Yuan Emperor, and they will even take it lightly at first, when they are shocked by the power of the young Yuan Emperor's outburst, they have already fallen behind, and they are basically abused by blood.

After all, the young Emperor Yuan ...... But it can slash the monsters of the Seven Realms.

An Le compared the combat power of the young Emperor Yuan, and also speculated that now he should be able to kill the other party against the ordinary Seven Realms.

Even if it is a genius in the Seven Realms, you can fight a battle.

Outside of Yanchunli.

With Meng Po's death, the Sixth Mountain Lord no longer hindered him, and floated into the tavern, standing at the door, the Sixth Mountain Lord stared at the war puppet, and a different color appeared in his eyes.

He didn't recognize the war puppet as if he were a young Emperor Yuan, after all, he couldn't associate the two together.

The strength that the battle puppet had shown before to crush Meng Po made him quite surprised.

"Puppet?" The sixth mountain lord stared, there were doubts in his heart, but that's all, he pushed open the door with a cold face, and the water vapor raised by the rain suddenly poured into the tavern.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain walked to where An Le was and sat down with him.

An Le personally poured a glass of wine for the Sixth Mountain Lord, but did not open his mouth to explain, because he couldn't explain, so he didn't bother to explain.

The Sixth Mountain Lord thought of a lot, and he was full of courage and could use his strength to master the will of the First Emperor who had been sleeping in the sword weapon for thousands of years in Qingshan, and the Blood Guanyin on the Canglang River who summoned to kill Tong Guan......

There are so many ways to be comfortable that it is impossible to even deduce the source.

Obviously, An Le has another opportunity of his own.

For this opportunity, the Sixth Mountain Lord naturally won't pay too much attention.

"After drinking this glass of wine, let's go to the mountains."

An Le smiled: "Okay." ”

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Drunken Dragon Pavilion.

The floor where the geniuses of the Western Liang Kingdom are located.

There was silence.

The torrential rain outside roared and washed, and the rain intertwined into a curtain of water on the black tiles and cornices.

Inside the house, the aroma of wine and dishes are still lingering, but the geniuses of Xiliang Country no longer have the heart to eat and drink.

Meng Po died.

Gu Naihe, who had a beautiful posture, leaned on the railing, looking at the rainstorm outside, his red lips pursed slightly, slightly sentimental.

"Why did you die, and you still want to wait for him to give him comfort after losing to An Le, it's a pity......"

Gu Naihe's red lips fluttered into a sigh.

"And then suck his essence dry?" Gu Huangquan glanced at her and said.

"Oh, brother, you're so annoying!"

Gu Nai said angrily: "After all, Meng Po is the genius of our Western Liang Kingdom, and his teacher is the King of Chujiang, one of the top ten Hades, how can I do such a thing as sucking him dry, at most...... Suck up to seven or eight percent. ”

Gu Huangquan's face showed a look of ridicule: "Isn't that you trying to suck?" ”

"In the past two days of Lin'an, you have absorbed several cultivators from the Academy of Literature, you can almost stop, this is not the capital of Xiliang after all, there is no grandfather to protect us, we can't be too unscrupulous."

"Got it, who killed Meng Po? An Le said that it was a puppet...... But the puppets of the Five Realms could kill Meng Po so easily? Even if it's the top-level corpse puppet of the Five Realms in my brother's hand...... It's hard to do, right? Gu Naihe's big eyes flashed with doubt.

Gu Huangquan pondered for a moment, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and said, "There is news that the old Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion once gave An Le, this puppet, the incomparably precious thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus in the Heavenly Master's Mansion...... Maybe it has something to do with the Heavenly Master's Mansion. ”

"Daomen is good at spells, the art of talismans, the art of Xuanhuang, there is a kind of talisman art in the Daomen, this puppet should be developed by the Heavenly Master and given to An Le."

Gu Huangquan stretched out his tongue and licked it, and said.

Gu Nai He nodded: "Using this puppet to block all those who want to challenge him will save a lot of trouble......

"Brother, you said that if you want to challenge An Le, you must win this puppet, so will An Le's strength be stronger than this puppet?"

When Gu Huangquan heard this, a bloodthirsty madness flashed in his eyes: "It's hard to say...... But at least it won't be too bad, if there are too many weak puppets, it will be difficult to control the puppets well. ”

"Anyway, I'm very interested in this puppet, perhaps...... I can take my corpse puppet technique one step further! ”

However, the bloodlust in Gu Huangquan's eyes soon fell silent, and none of the cultivators from the Western Liang Kingdom were normal.

"Don't challenge Anle just yet, that puppet...... Let's ask those geniuses on the demon list, and if they go, they will all be sent to death. ”

"Wait for the seventh mountain to open, and then you can see the true face of this puppet."

Gu Huangquan's words did not lower his voice, everyone on the floor listened to it sincerely, and none of them resisted.

Meng Podu died, and they went...... It is indeed a death sentence.

However, the geniuses on the Demon List had no emotional fluctuations about Meng Po's death, but they were shocked at first, and then they no longer cared.

After all, ask about the change of the magic list...... Too often.

Today's Demon Asking List has not yet appeared a leader-level existence that overwhelms all geniuses, and Meng Po has only reached the top for half a month.

Gu Nai He leaned over the railing again and took a deep breath of the sweet rain smell of Lin'an Mansion.

"I don't know Gongzi An...... What kind of girl do you like? ”

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……

Or the Drunken Dragon Pavilion, upstairs.

Tie Lie, Wotai, Tuzhen, Birch and other geniuses of the Yuanmeng Empire's falconry list all stood on the edge of the railing, their sharp eyes through the rain curtain.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified and grim, even ...... With a bit of slaughter.

"The first place on the list of the jumping demons in Xiliang Kingdom...... He's dead. ”

Birch, who was dressed in white, spoke, he was the grandson of Bo Yan, the prime minister of Yuanmeng, and his father Burke died on the battlefield, and was split in half by Ye Longsheng with the power of Man Jianghong's sword.

Therefore, Birch has always had a fire of revenge buried in his heart.

It's a pity that his strength is too bad in the face of Ye Longsheng, but Prime Minister Birch can't let go of his hands and feet to kill Ye Longsheng, because the prime minister cares about the entire Yuanmeng.

Ge Xiaoge, the only girl in the crowd, widened her eyes.

"Is it dead? Die so fast...... That Meng Po's strength is still good, even if I am right, I am afraid that there is a possibility of defeat. ”

Ge Xiaogoose took a deep breath, as the only one on the falconry list of the Yuanmeng Empire, she was naturally confident in Meng Po, but she couldn't say that she killed Meng Po so quickly.

"That's just a puppet of Anle......"

For the first time, Ge Xiaoge felt the horror of Anle.

Just got a puppet, and within a few moves, Ge killed Meng Po.

What about Anle's own strength?

If you want to manipulate a powerful puppet, your own strength will definitely not be too weaker than the puppet, if this is the case, facing Anle is equivalent to saying that in addition to facing this puppet, you also have to face Anle...... Just think about it, and you can feel a lot of pressure!

"Brother Tie Lie, you say...... When you are in the Five Realms, you will be happy...... Can you win? ”

Ge Xiaogoose asked solemnly.

However, Tie Lie, who was burly and tall, stood in front of the railing, his whole body trembling slightly, but he did not answer Ge Xiaogo's words.

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes fell on Tie Lie's body, but they found that Tie Lie's face revealed an inexplicable ...... Shocking color.

"Can't win, can't win at all, and even ...... I will lose faster than Xiliang Meng Po. ”

Tie Lie spoke.

As soon as the words came out, everyone was suffocated.

Tie Lie's answer like this really shocked their hearts, could it be that Tie Lie still thinks that even Xiliang Meng Po can't compare?

In their eyes, that Meng Po ...... That's a piece of.

Tie Lie shook his head, his words seemed to tremble.

"The puppet that An Le took out...... I'm like...... I saw the shadow of His Majesty! ”

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……

In the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion, between the water pavilions.

The roar of the rain washed away, causing the small pond in the water pavilion to swell, and the raindrops smashed on the surface of the pool, causing ripples, and a drop of water, like boiling water, jumped on the drum surface.

In the Idle Pavilion.

Qin Lishi, dressed in loose civilian clothes, sat on a hollow stone bench, with a chessboard on the table, on which there were crystal clear black and white chess pieces, and opposite him, it was Qin Hua'an.

After Qin Hua'an experienced the defeat in the face of An Le in the Spring Festival, his mood was much more condensed, and the whole person was less and more impetuous.

The father and son played against each other, and the chess pieces landed on the chessboard with a soft sound, accompanied by the sound of rain, which was quite leisurely.

After a while, in the idle pavilion, a black-clothed figure wearing a cloak slowly emerged, and hugged his fist towards Qin Lishi: "Xiangye, in Yan Chunli, Meng Po was killed by a few puppets thrown by An Le. ”

Well?

Qin Lishi held the chess pieces and froze.

Qin Hua'an's eyes also showed a look of horror, Meng Po defeated Sima Pudu and Wang Qilin in a row, such a strength ...... Qin Huaan asked himself that he had no chance of winning.

"What strength does that puppet have......

"Five Realms."

"If a puppet can kill Meng Po, then it should be easier to kill Meng Po in peace." Qin Lishi sighed: "This son...... It's already the climate. ”

An Le's growth speed is really too fast, and there are even more hole cards, even Qin Lishi can't guarantee whether the Nine Realms cultivators can kill An Le now.

On the Canglang River, An Le killed Tong Guan......

The blood Guanyin hole card, can An Le be shown again?

Although subjectively I think it is difficult, how can I always have such hole cards, but Qin Lishi can't figure it out.

Now, An Le's own strength may have reached an unbelievable level, if he wants to kill An Le, he must at least send a cultivator of the Seven Realms to have a chance, and even the cultivators of the Eight Realms is the safest.

Before setting foot in the Upper Five Realms, there is such an oppressive force, once An Le breaks the barrier, sets foot in the Six Realms, forges the sea of qi, and refines the gods......

Even the cultivators of the Eight Realms may not be able to kill An Le steadily.

"Wicked ......"

Qin Lishi sighed.

He glanced at Qin Hua'an, who was lost and depressed on the other side, as the only son of his Qin Lishi, Qin Lishi once saw Qin Hua'an's talent as acceptable, which could be compared with An Leyi......

The gap is too big.

"The Hatred of a Thousand Autumns...... How can I report? ”

Qin Lishi narrowed his eyes.

Losing interest in playing chess, he stood up and looked at the raindrops that were beating on the surface of the small pool.

"Continue to play this chess by yourself, don't think about dealing with An Le, now you are not worthy."

Qin Lishi put his hands behind his back and said to Qin Hua'an.

"I don't want to be left without my last son."

After Qin Lishi finished speaking, he stepped into the rain curtain, and the rain separated from the top of his head like a curtain, unable to fall into his body in the slightest.

Step by step, he walked out of the mansion and headed in the direction of the palace.

Qin Lishi felt that if he wanted to kill An Le with his strength, he couldn't do it......

However, the son of the Zhao family still has this ability.

He had to make the Zhao family feel the threat of An Le, and let the Zhao family make up his mind to get rid of An Le.

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Meng Po's body was taken away by the powerhouses of the Nine Realms of Greece and the two countries.

The blood was washed away by the stagnant water in the alley, and nothing was left behind, only the cobweb-like cracks left by the confrontation.

An Le took a Yuan Ling Tongbao and handed it to the female shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, get me another pot of wine, and I don't need to look for the extra money."

An Le smiled: "I'm sorry today, but don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen again in the future." ”

A Yuan Ling Tongbao is worth a lot of money, and the female shopkeeper knows that this is the silver money that An Le used to appease everyone's feelings, so she was free and easy, and she didn't push with An Le.

"What do you say, it's rare today that because of everyone An, we are ordinary people, and we can see the world of cultivators with our own eyes......"

"However, I have to say that the world of cultivators is really exciting, but unfortunately, we are ordinary people and do not have the qualifications to set foot in this world."

The female shopkeeper sighed.

An Le smiled gently: "The world has the way of life of the world, ordinary is not necessarily bad, fireworks in the world...... Sometimes it's what many practitioners dream of. ”

The female shopkeeper seems to understand whether she understands or not.

If you don't understand, you don't understand, the female shopkeeper glanced at the drinkers in the store, and said with a smile: "You guys are blessed, all the orders today were bought by everyone An." ”

"Drink openly."

Subsequently, the female shopkeeper smiled and went to make a new pot of old rice wine for An Le.

An Le took the wine and went out of the tavern with the Lord of the Sixth Mountain.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared into the rain curtain of the long street.

The female shopkeeper looked at the disappearing An Le in a daze, and there was still a trace of awe in her eyes after all.

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An Le held the oil-paper umbrella and put away the war puppet, and the war puppet disappeared, provoking his hands on his chest, and the eyes of the extremely cold Sixth Mountain Lord fluctuated.

The two went out of Yanchunli together.

A powerful mind suddenly swept in, but after getting closer, they were all taken away with interest.

After all, the deterrent power of the Sixth Mountain Lord still exists, and if it angers this ruthless Mountain Lord because of wanton investigation, I am afraid it will not end well.

"An Le, now that you are near Lin'an Mansion, you should choose a mountain around you as a place to talk to the Holy Master, and in addition, the seventh mountain will be used as a mountain body in your choice."

The Sixth Mountain Lord said.

An Le nodded, glanced at the Sixth Mountain Lord, and resisted the urge to draw the energy of the years from the Sixth Mountain Lord.

Because he was about to talk to the Holy Master, An Le wanted to save this opportunity to see if he could extract the energy of the years from the Holy Master.

The two walked along the main road of Yujie, the sixth mountain master was not covered with rain, and An Le was holding an oil-paper umbrella to block the rain.

A green cloth with a thick pine sword box, and a white cloth with a bamboo sword at the waist, all belong to the swordsmen with different temperaments.

All the way to the gate of Lin'an City, many of the following mental perceptions were shaken!

They knew very well that An Le and the Sixth Mountain Lord had only one purpose for leaving Lin'an Mansion......

That is to go to the mountain, and An Le will go to talk to the Holy Master!

The Land of Peace and Dialogue with the Holy Master...... It is the seventh mountain of the holy mountain in the future, and the test of the holy master will fall on that mountain!

The seventh mountain of the holy mountain, if you can become the master of the mountain, enter the holy mountain, and become a disciple of the holy master, the future is limitless.

For a long time, the mountain masters who became disciples of the Holy Master were basically able to break through the Ten Realms, although these mountain masters would disappear from the world after the limit was approaching, but it was rumored that after they were approaching the limit, they were taken to the legendary "Holy Realm" by the Holy Master, extending their longevity, gaining a longer time, and being able to impact the Eleven Realms.

This is also the reason why the holy mountain is transcendent, although the strength of the mountain lords in the world is not the strongest, but, because of the holy master, the mountain masters are able to transcend.

An Le and the sixth mountain lord went out of Lin'an City, the rain curtain outside the city washed away, the sky and the earth were gray, and there was no trace of the cold mountain phantom.

An Le held an oil-paper umbrella, looked at the gray world, and squinted.

"There are dozens of cold mountains here, you choose one of them, it is the seventh mountain."

The main road of the sixth mountain.

As soon as the words fell, the Sixth Mountain Lord raised his hand, the pine sword box opened an inch, and a seven-colored sword weapon flew out of it.

With a snap of his fingers, the seven-colored sword weapon suddenly swept out.

It was like a rainbow that tore through the sky.

The rain curtain of the wild sky was suddenly divided into two, and in front of An Le's eyes, a cold mountain was revealed that was misty between the smoke and rain.

It can be said that this is the card of becoming a person who talks to the Holy Master, and has the qualification to choose the seventh mountain, even if he does not become the master of the mountain in the future, the appearance of the seventh mountain is also inseparable from it.

At the beginning, Li Youan chose a mountain, but unfortunately, the seventh mountain, which was supposed to be opened at that time, was postponed by the holy master for unknown reasons.

"Choose slowly, this is your right and glory."

The Sixth Mountain Lord said.

An Le nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

In Lin'an Mansion, more and more minds intertwined and diffused, gathering outside the city, staring at the young man holding an oil-paper umbrella in the torrential rain.

In the Tianxuan Palace, the emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne and raised his eyes to look outside the Lin'an Mansion.

Qin Lishi, who had just entered the palace, also stopped his words, turned his head to release his mental perception, and paid attention to this scene.

Bunin, in a thatched house.

The eldest master, Zhu Huoxi, was telling the students about his Confucian philosophy, and Liu Yue sat in it, listening quietly and carefully.

Suddenly, Zhu Huoxi's eyes lifted, stopped what he was saying, and looked outside the Lin'an Mansion.

Under the stele of Wenqu stele, the rain washed it, and the second master, Pang Ji, stood here with his hands on his back, and also looked out of the city.

On the Drunken Dragon Pavilion.

The geniuses on the Yuanmeng Falcon List, who were in deep thought, all reacted.

Tie Lie's burly body jumped out directly from the tall building of the Drunken Dragon Pavilion, smashed through the rain curtain, and landed on the long street.

Boyan, Wotai, Tuzhen, Ge Xiaogoose and others all followed, strolling through the rain and walking towards the outside of the city.

Gu Huangquan and Gu Naihe, also took the geniuses of Xiliang to ask the demon list, and they all came out of the Drunken Dragon Pavilion, as for the dead Meng Po, no one paid attention to it anymore, even if he once brought Sima Pudu and Wang Qilin who had melted into Xiliang and won the small holy list in a row, but once they died, for the geniuses of Xiliang asking the demon list, it was yesterday's yellow flower, worthless.

Lu Ziwei held the azure sword weapon hidden in the scabbard, and looked at the geniuses of the Yuanmeng Falcon List who were strolling through the royal street, as well as the geniuses of the Xiliang Demon List.

She also floated out, her qi was released, and she kept up with the geniuses of the Dali Star List.

In addition to these three parties.

On the long street, there are also lonely figures walking.

Ganye Temple Shao Guanyin, with a beautiful face, wearing a white long skirt, barefoot, 33,000 troubles are coiled up, fixed with a purple bamboo hairpin, chanting Buddhist words, and the surrounding rain seems to be distorted.

The Buddha of Lianhua Temple, dressed in a fiery red monk's robe, wears twenty-four golden lotus petal waist cards around his waist, and the waist cards are engraved with Buddha images, twenty-four waist cards, and twenty-four Buddha appearances.

The light of the Buddha is shining, like the reincarnated Buddha walking, and the rain is evaporated before it falls.

There is also a walking in the world of the Rotten Ke Temple, who is also a bald monk, but wearing a blue monk's robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, he looks very ordinary and ordinary, but behind it is the light of the Buddha.

The Tianjiao of the three temples of Buddhism each walks on the streets of Lin'an.

Even Tie Lie and the others were attracted to their attention, and their faces became solemn.

In addition, there is also the Daozi of the True Martial Arts Temple, and the Little Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the two of them look not much different, they are both wearing Taoist robes, wearing jade crowns, carrying peach wood swords, stepping on black and white plaid cloth shoes, and walking from the rain curtain.

The only difference is that the Dao robe of the Little Heavenly Master is pure black, and the Dao robe of the True Martial Dao is pure white.

The interweaving of black and white is like the collision of Taiyin Taiji.

Lin'an Mansion under the torrential rain should have been quiet, but because of the arrival of these people, it suddenly became lively.

They all walked towards the city gate, and soon met and converged outside the city gate.

Of course, they each stood in one place, looking at the comfort of holding an oil-paper umbrella and standing quietly under the rain curtain at the city gate.

On the official road outside Lin'an Mansion, a red-clothed girl wearing a hat walked slowly, with a long glow behind her, as if holding her body into the starry dome.

Raising her head, her beautiful face seemed to melt into the smoke and rain, and the person who came was Ye Wenxi, who rushed back from the Canglang River battlefield, she was so late to rush to Lin'an, it was because she broke through the barrier of the Double Six Realm on the Canglang River battlefield.

She quickly stopped and looked silently.

At this moment, Anle seems to become the focus between heaven and earth.

Because his choices will become the new focus of heaven and earth, he will become the focus.

There was silence in the heavens and the earth.

No one spoke, and even their breathing slowed.

They all stared at the young man holding an oil-paper umbrella and standing quietly with his eyes closed.

The geniuses of Yuanmeng, Dali, and Xiliang, as well as the geniuses of Dazhao who came out of the Lin'an Mansion, Wang Qilin who was defeated by Meng Po, Sima Pudu who was pale, and Qin Hua'an, who had an indifferent face, and other geniuses of the small holy list.

They were all staring at Anle.

The heavy rain was majestic, smashing on the ground, like the sound of hooves and war drums falling from thousands of horses.

An Le slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cold mountains exposed by the sword qi in the distance.

In his eyes, the cold mountains seemed to have sharp sword qi erupting up, and the sword qi ascended to the height, as if they were fighting for the crossing!

The mountain has a spirit, and now it is sharp, and the sharp energy is like a sword, fighting with the bulls, and filling the clouds!

Just to be able to be chosen by Anle!

An Le's gaze finally fell on the mountain where the sword qi seemed to disperse the twilight clouds.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

Raise your hand and bend your fingers to tap lightly on the green hill around your waist.

Aoyama let out a humming sound, and then burst out from his waist and turned into a sword light.

An Le folded the oil-paper umbrella and took a step, his body seemed to merge with the sword light, and he swept towards the selected cold mountain in the distance!

The corners of the Sixth Mountain Lord's lips twitched, and he knew that An Le already had a choice.

After An Le left, in Lin'an Mansion, the geniuses looked at each other, and then they burst out one after another.

It's like a river full of gulls and herons, and there is a battle.

This is the gathering of the top Tianjiao of the younger generation in the whole world.

Daozi and Xiao Tianshi smiled, and the clouds and mist under the feet of the two of them, like clouds driving the mist, chased after Anle.

The three temples of Buddhism, Shao Guanyin, Rotten Ke Walking and Lianhua Buddha are also slowly walking, but the land seems to be constantly shrinking under their feet, like shrinking the land into inches.

Ye Wenxi's sword qi swayed, crashing into the clouds, and the girl Edgeworth rode the wind and chased after her.

Tie Lie, Wotai, Birch and Tuzhen went all out, their qi and blood surged, and the rain disappeared from the collision and rushed out as streamers.

At this moment, the gray sky seemed to be much brighter, and it became brighter because of the release of these geniuses.

The people are maintaining almost the same speed, because they cannot transcend Anle, who chooses the mountain, and if they go beyond Anle, they do not know where the mountain is.

However, at a limited distance, they competed with each other.

Daozi competes with the little heavenly master, the descendants of the three temples of Buddhism are competing, and the Tianjiao on the falconry list competes with the heirs of these top forces in the rivers and lakes......

The rain is heavy, and time is running out.

Their rivalry began on their way to find the Seventh Mountain.

An Le's mind sensed the situation behind him, but he didn't care, and he didn't bother to care.

The brilliance broke through the rain curtain like a bead curtain, and An Le was wrapped in the sword qi of the green mountains in front of him, followed by a Tianjiao!

Thundered!

Above the sky, there is thunder behind the clouds!

An Le was wrapped in the sword light and fell suddenly, Qingshan trembled slightly, and was held by An Le and pinned to his waist.

The clouds and mist in the mountains slowly dispersed.

An Le looked at this familiar mountain, and a smile hung on the corner of his lips.

Yamamoto is nameless, drunk pine to help me, hence the name Fusong.

Fate is wonderful.

An Le smiled, and reopened the oil-paper umbrella, like a flower blooming at the foot of the mountain.

Dressed in white and snowy, wearing green mountains on his waist, and carrying rice wine in his hand.

Climb the mountain and talk to the Holy Master.

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