On the first holy mountain, the sky changed, and the black clouds rolled, as if the ancient battlefield raised black dust and sand.

On the top of the mountain, the two mountain guards seemed to sense something, their faces changed slightly, and their eyes showed a look of shock.

"It's the first mountain lord's Yuan Shen Qi machine! He rebelled against the holy mountain, never thinking that there was still a primordial god in the belly of the mountain...... This...... Is this the time when the Lord of the Seventh Mountain will appear here? ”

Ao Lian of the Dragon Clan was suddenly shocked and gasped.

The Great Demon Bai Yu was even more solemn: "If the Lord of the Seventh Mountain dies in the First Holy Mountain, we ...... I'm afraid it's hard to get away with it, don't say that in the future, it will definitely become the target of the anger of other mountain masters, and even ...... will be sanctioned by the Holy Master. ”

The two already regretted that they had been involved in such things.

However, they were not to blame for this, because they never thought that after Uncle Yan Tong, the former first mountain master, left the holy mountain, he would actually leave a trace of the primordial spirit in the mountains and rivers tripod, and give a fatal blow while he was refining the mountains and rivers in peace.

"What shall we do?"

Ao Lian looked at Bai Yu, and both of them were thinking about a way in their hearts.

"I can only contact a few other mountain lords and ask for their help, it's best to find the second mountain lord, the second mountain lord is more merciful and easier to talk to, maybe he won't anger us."

The Great Demon Bai Yu shook his head and sighed.

The dragon clan Ao Lian nodded, and the next moment, he rushed up directly from the top of the holy mountain, turning into a silver-white dragon ten zhang long, with smoke clouds all around, four claws waving, breaking through the air.

However, before he could gallop far, a sword light galloped in.

It was the Sixth Mountain Lord, carrying a pine sword box on his back, holding his hands on his chest, and coming with an extremely cold sword.

Ao Lian turned into a human body again and respectfully bowed: "Sixth Mountain Lord." ”

The sixth mountain is relatively close to the first mountain, so the sixth mountain lord noticed something unusual, so he hurried to the first mountain and descended on the first mountain.

For these two mountain guards, the sixth mountain lord didn't make it too difficult, but still maintained a cool demeanor and asked, "What happened?" ”

The big demon Bai Yu opened his mouth and told the situation one by one, without any concealment.

When the sixth mountain lord heard this, his eyes flickered, he took off the red dust sword box, put it on the ground, sat directly cross-legged, and waited quietly.

"We can't help Lao Qi in this matter, we can only rely on Lao Qi to solve it by himself."

The Sixth Mountain Lord said coldly.

Even if you know that Uncle Yan Tong has done something in the mountains and rivers, what can you do?

They can't enter the belly of the first mountain, and they can't help Anle, even if they do, Anle is still in the situation of refining mountains and rivers, and they can't do anything.

can only rely on Anle to solve it by himself, if he can't defeat Uncle Yan Tong's Yuan Shen, then he will be injured by Yan Tong Shu's Yuan Shen, and he will fail to refine the mountains and rivers and suffer a backlash...... That's the only way to do it.

Bai Yu and Ao Lian glanced at each other, they obviously knew the result, but it was their responsibility to inform the other mountain owners.

"Don't worry, Lao Qi is by no means an ordinary person, and it is not so easy to rely on this method to trap Lao Qi."

The Sixth Mountain Lord has always believed in his own vision, and he was able to favor An Le when he was weak, so he naturally believed in An Le and believed in this little guy who had repeatedly created miracles.

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The first holy mountain is within the belly of the mountain.

The powerful Yuan Shen fluctuations were stirring, and the viscous Yuan Shen monster that had risen up in the mire was grinning and staring at An Le.

That is the original god left by Uncle Yan Tong, and it ...... It is the power of the primordial god that has been mutated by cutting off the filth in the primordial gods, the ultimate evil, containing a terrible corrosive power.

Uncle Yan separated it in order to pollute Anle's refining of the mountains and rivers and destroy Anle's cultivation method.

An Le's eyes were full of murderous intent, he didn't expect that Uncle Yan Tong, who was sealed in Lishan, could still have such an impact on the outside world, setting up means to destroy his cultivation foundation.

Regarding Uncle Yan Tong's desire to get rid of him, the second mountain lord Su Zhanxian explained to him that it was because the two had different paths, and the existence of peace and happiness had a great impact on Uncle Yan Tong's way, because the impact on the future was full of uncertainty, which made the established path deduced by Uncle Yan Tong unambiguous.

Therefore, it is tantamount to turbulent Uncle Yan Tong's road, so Uncle Yan Tong is thinking about erasing his happiness and minimizing the impact.

This is a Dao dispute, and An Le has affected Uncle Yan Tong's Dao, so it is understandable that he wants to get rid of An Le.

But Anle can't wait for death obediently.

The quagmire of Uncle Yan Tong's Yuan Shen is surging, full of evil power, Yan Tongshu's purpose is very simple, to pollute the mountains and rivers with the filthy Yuan Shen, disturb the refining of the mountains and rivers with peace and happiness, and take advantage of the situation...... Wear out the spirit of peace and happiness.

Roar!

The primordial god monster floating in the mire roared and flew towards An Le.

In the belly of the mountain, in an instant, it was densely packed with turbulent primordial god fluctuations, and the pitch-black mire monster seemed to crawl out of the netherworld, and the vibration changed, and it turned into an ancient demon god.

Evil, terrible, and dream demons all kinds of bad emotions linger around, like an omnipresent black fog, to annihilate everything, pollute everything.

The distance between An Le and Shanhe Ding is extremely close, and at this time, it is basically difficult to avoid the erosion and pollution from Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts.

However, An Le understood as soon as he saw Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts that he could only resist a wave, and if he dodged, it would definitely be difficult to dodge, and the evil thoughts would corrode everywhere, and finally let his heart sword, which was already full of cracks, completely destroy it, and let the Yuan Shen fall.

An Le is also very clear that if you want to refine the treasure of mountains and rivers Ding, once you are infected, you don't have to think about it anymore, this is the treasure that once suppressed the mountains and rivers in the world, and you attach great importance to those who master the treasure, a person who is haunted by evil thoughts and impure spirits is impossible to master the mountains and rivers.

However, there is no way to avoid it, and he does not want to avoid it.

The eyes are shining, An Le's eyebrows and heart mud pill palace is shining, the brilliant brilliance is dazzling, the sun is shining behind the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen of the Eight Realms is perfect, so that An Le has enough confidence to resist the evil thoughts left by Uncle Yan Tong.

If it was earlier, the refining gods had never set foot in the Eight Realms, and An Le would not have been the slightest sure, but now, An Le's Yuan Shen has undergone too many transformations and improvements.

Naturally, I have this confidence!

The long river vision of the rushing years is endless, and you can hear the sound of the rushing river.

The spirit of peace stood up from such a river, the glow was shining, the colors were colorful, and the light of the heart sword appeared.

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts were killed, An Le was fearless, the Yuan Shen raised his palm, slapped his five fingers, and the void scattered his hands in the way of the Yuan Shen, and the silver mangs bloomed, turbulent the void.

There was a collision, and the extremely strong mental power continued to collide and intertwine.

Rumble!

The primordial spirit of Anle floated out, and the evil thought primordial spirit was also fluctuating, and it was impossible to easily strangle the primordial spirit that infected Anle.

This made Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts a little surprised, after all, he was from Uncle Yan Tong, a Ten Realms Perfection cultivator cut off the Yuan Shen, although it was not a complete body, but it was not too weak, and against any of the Nine Realms, he could easily infect the other party.

However, An Le actually carried the ...... in terms of the strength of the primordial spirit.

"It's worthy of the seventh child......"

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts were as black as ink, exuding extreme malice.

Being able to withstand the erosion of his evil thoughts shows that An Le's cultivation is comparable to the consummation of the Nine Realms...... It had only been a long time for An Le to have the power of the Nine Realms Consummation level of the Yuan Shen, how could he not be surprised.

The black shadow swept away, like a black mist coming quickly, turning into a huge and distorted face, opening its big mouth, biting down on the primordial god of Anle, wanting to swallow the primordial god of Anle, and then achieve pollution.

An Le raised his hand, and the light of the heart sword burst out, and the sword light raged and slashed out, like a dragon rolling up, like a dream.

The confrontation at the level of the primordial god burst out with bursts of mental power.

The void is scattered, the sword intent is horizontal, and all kinds of means emerge in an endless stream, clashing with each other, wanting to erase the power of the evil thought primordial god.

However, An Le didn't dare to use the power of the heart sword after all, after all, the heart sword that had carried the long river of years was torn out by the power of the years, and if it was in the confrontation, the crack expanded, and even caused the heart sword to collapse, which had a great impact on An Le.

As a result, the battle was somewhat stalemate.

"You don't dare to use the power of your heart sword? Why? ”

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts said hideously, and in the scarlet eyes, the light of wisdom flashed, which seemed to capture An Le's weaknesses and flaws.

For the clash of the strong, once you catch your weaknesses, you will definitely attack the shortcomings and shortcomings.

The discovery of the evil thought primordial god is exactly like this, which aggravates the erosion of the sword of peace and happiness.

An Le's face was calm, his Yuan Shen was very strong, but he still relied more on the Heart Sword to exist, and with the power of the long river of years, it was his Yuan Shen level of great killing.

But now, the heart sword doesn't dare to move, let alone carry the long river of time, and the power of the big killing is not one in ten, and if you want to easily cut off this evil thought, it has become a little stretched and difficult.

An Le ignored Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, the years were intertwined, and the fluctuations in his mind continued to impact, like a wave of waves, colliding with evil thoughts.

"Old Seven, go on like this...... You will eventually be corrupted by my evil thoughts, and you will be defeated! ”

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts said coldly, smiling rudimently, a little excited, a little surprised.

As long as An Le's primordial spirit is infected, it is impossible to continue refining the mountains and rivers, which is equivalent to cutting off the road to An Le's future, obliterating the rise of a peerless Tianjiao, enough to change the times.

Uncle Yan Tong's avenue can also be consummated, why not?

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts became more and more crazy, and when he got cheap, he continued to oppress An Le.

In the belly of the mountain, the fluctuation of the mind is constantly impacting, and the glow of the sun and the pitch-black mind are constantly eroding and dissolving, half of the color is colorful, and half of the side is pitch black!

And with the passage of time, the colorful mental power was slowly suppressed, like a candle flame lit in a strong wind, about to be extinguished, but it insisted on burning and illuminating.

"Give it up! Don't dare to use the power of the heart sword, your Yuan Shen cultivation has plummeted, and you can't be my opponent at all! ”

"Slowly let go of your heart, let the evil thoughts I cut off corrode, you and I will fall together!"

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts were everywhere, and the laughter was ethereal, as if coming from all over the mountain.

An Le's primordial spirit exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He really hadn't encountered such an aggrieved situation, Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts were actually not strong, at least not to the level of Ten Realms Nirvana.

However, losing the power of the heart sword is indeed greatly reduced, and it can only be passively resisted, and sooner or later it will be eroded.

Uncle Yan Tong's every word of the evil thought of the Yuan Shen was shaking An Le's mind.

This made An Le's heart gradually burn a fire, which was a change of anger,

An Le even opened his mouth to ask himself, why is he so aggrieved?

He obviously has the ability to cut off Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, but why is he constantly suppressed and eroded?

Just because the heart sword may be broken, do you want to be insulted like this if you throw a mouse bogey?

It's too unpleasant.

Easy...... Not pleased.

"Crack...... Then it will crack, my generation of cultivators, what I want is to have a thought to be accessible, if you are afraid of the head and tail, shrink your hands and feet, then even if you keep your heart sword from cracking, then what can you do? What's the point? ”

If it is worn out like this, the invincible power will collapse, and many Dao fruits such as [Fearlessness] in the Dao Fruit Space will also be darkly discolored.

This is by no means what An Le wants, An Le asked himself, and gradually a light emerged in his eyes, he seemed to wake up, and there was a twilight drum in his heart The morning bell struck, and the bell wave vibrated to wash away the dust and filth, so that his mind was transparent and gradually brightened.

The primordial spirit shook, the majestic spiritual power spread endlessly, and the eyes opened and closed.

The pitch-black heart power that almost covered and devoured Anle's primordial power seemed to be torn apart by an ancient lamp that illuminated the darkness.

An Le Yuanshen's eyes are as brilliant as the sun, and the glow rises from behind and sweeps away!

The sonorous sound exploded!

An Le Yuanshen raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and in an instant, the sword light changed from the fingertips.

A wisp of time qi dragged in, and the corner of the long river of galloping years was extradited, blessed on the heart sword of the colorful glaze, and the sword light rose, like a peerless sword fairy waking up from a desperate situation, and handed out a sword of the world.

An Le's eyes are deep and peaceful, even if he already knows that his sword will damage his heart, it will damage his own cultivation and Taoism, and even cut off the invincible road in the future.

However, he no longer feared, no longer hesitated.

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts changed, and he felt the will to transform in peace, and he was no longer afraid, and even a little strong.

His primordial spirit roared and exploded, forming countless black symbols, intertwined in the belly of the mountain, turning into a black primordial flame that was burning, to refine Anle and burn Anle's primordial spirit.

However, the mind is clear, and the comfort that no longer cowers and chooses to strike hard, and the sword light is swept out.

The heart sword that carries a corner of the real years is slashed out, what a peerless sword, as if the whole world is only left with this extremely gorgeous heart sword.

This is a sword of the mind that has surpassed the realm of the Nine Realms, and it is An Le's unreserved lore!

Poof!

The black symbol fell apart, disintegrating the smile in the sword light, and the flames were cut out, no longer burning, losing their might.

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts condensed into the figure of Mohu, and his body was covered with cracks, like two blood-colored Bodhi eyes, revealing a look of amazement, and after the exclamation, a smug smile appeared.

"Old Seven! Your sword is enough to amaze the world, but it's a pity...... The sword of your heart is in this sword, and I am afraid it will be broken. ”

"Your future path is still cut off, and you can't see the future!"

Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts burst out laughing.

Although it failed to complete the infection and defilement of An Le's primordial god, An Le's heart sword was about to collapse because it was too powerful to slash the power of his evil thought primordial god!

"So what?"

"The future is always full of uncertainties, and no one can really see every corner of the future."

An Le said indifferently, he was well-thought, and he no longer had any entanglements.

The sword light swept over, and the evil thoughts were completely wiped out, dissipating in the belly of the mountain, and there was no fluctuation left.

In the belly of the mountain, the light is restored, and the fire of the bronze lamp beats faintly, bringing a faint light, illuminating the belly of the mountain and illuminating the mountain and river.

An Le crossed his knees and slowly opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were bright and bright.

Card Wipe ......

He heard the sound of cracking, like a crack that was already there, getting bigger and bigger.

On the heart sword of the colorful glaze, cracks appear, dense like spider webs intertwined, all over it, this is the heart sword, it is impossible to leave traces of cracks, but the power of the years, just make the most ethereal, the most unpredictable heart sword appear cracks, on the verge of cracking.

Crumbling, as if the heart sword was about to collapse at any time, An Le's mood was slightly calm.

However, the feeling of being able to reach his thoughts and killing Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts made him recover a little, and his heart was much calmer.

At least, the Heart Sword has not been completely shattered, and it still exists.

An Le smiled lightly, looking at the crumbling, full of cracks, and the cracks were intertwined with the power of steaming years, his heart was calm, and he withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking.

After killing Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts, there would no longer be any risk in refining the mountains and rivers.

raised his hand and pressed it on the third mountain and river tripod.

The qi and blood rolled and boiled, and the golden flame ignited, which was the vision brought by the first verse of the "Ancestor Sutra of Humanity", and the whole body exuded a golden brilliance, which illuminated the belly of the mountain at once.

The spine pillar is like a dragon, like opening a bloody mouth, the third mountain and river ding shakes, and finally, it is swept into the spine pillar.

Rumble!

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An incomparably heavy feeling fell on An Le's body.

It is like a whole mountain and river being smashed, and the refining of the third mountain and river tripod is obviously not so easy, because An Le has already refined two mountains and rivers tripods, and the refining of the third mountain and river tripod will make the pressure even greater.

The mountains and rivers are reproduced in the mountains and rivers on them, as if they are reflected in the real world.

Qi and blood are like waves crashing on the shore, An Le's pores erupt all over his body, and his body seems to be undergoing baptism and transformation at this moment!

Suddenly, countless qi and blood condensed into a page of golden paper in front of him.

An Le's heart was shocked, and then a color of great joy emerged, which was the second verse of the "Ancestral Sutra of Humanity"!

There are nine scriptures in the ancestral scriptures, and An Le has only completed the practice of the first chapter before, and now, after refining the third mountain and river ding, the second ancient scripture has appeared!

In the Dao Fruit space, the [Ancient Wizard] Dao Fruit trembled, overflowing with brilliant light, like a star that was trying to release its brilliance, falling down wisps of strange silk.

It is as if there is an ancient existence, whispering in the ears of Anle.

The route of the second passage of the Ancestral Sutra of Humanity suddenly became clear in An Le's mind.

With the operation of the Anle Qi and Blood Route, the drill was naturally completed, and not only that, the scripture route of the Ancestral Scripture is constantly changing, like a dream, the three mountains and rivers in the ridge pillar tremble, located in the flesh meridians, and the Qi and Blood Movement Route formed a complete closed loop!

It seems that the body of peace has become the mountains and rivers of the world, and the mountains and rivers sit on the mountains and rivers of the world, stabilizing their own luck and the will of heaven and earth drawn by the body.

An Le felt the transformation and strengthening of his physical strength!

He can launch a charge against the Nine Realms of Forging Body, the Peerless Realm!

In the belly of the mountain, the temperature rose sharply, and the vibration of qi and blood in Anle's body was like an oven, like the burning of a flame in the center of the earth.

And this blazing heat is still spreading, and gradually the entire First Sacred Mountain is enveloped.

It seems to have turned into a rumored mythical flaming mountain.

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The top of the first holy mountain.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain sat cross-legged, and next to him was a huge pine sword box, in which wisps of sword qi overflowed and flowed.

Dragon Ao Lian and the Great Demon Bai Yu stood quietly and respectfully on the side, their faces still full of apprehension and expectation.

They naturally hoped that An Le would be able to get through the difficult time and not be killed by Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts.

Although the two are still the guardians of the first mountain, they have no relationship with Uncle Yan Tong, Uncle Yan Tong betrayed the holy mountain, it can be said that they are now the enemies of the holy mountain, and they are still the mountain guards, they belong to the part of the holy mountain, in terms of identity relationship, they and Uncle Yan Tong are hostile.

Even if it was Uncle Yan Tong who guided them to join the First Holy Mountain and become mountain guards.

Rumble!

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Suddenly, a majestic and powerful spiritual power spread from the belly of the mountain, and the brilliant spiritual light rained, and the sword light that turned into a mold lake rushed straight into the sky.

The black clouds in the sky were all cut through the huge ravines and cracks, and then slowly piled up and disappeared.

The Sixth Mountain opened his eyes reluctantly, his eyes were shining, and the faces of the dragon Ao Lian and the Great Demon Bai Yu showed amazement and joy.

"It worked! The Seventh Mountain Lord blocked the invasion of Uncle Yan Tong's evil thoughts and gods, and even achieved counter-killing! ”

Ao Lian, who looked like a little Taoist child, clenched his fists and waved them again and again, extremely surprised.

The big demon Bai Yu showed a look of amazement: "It's incredible, the seventh mountain lord is cultivating with the primordial spirit of the eight realms, and he can actually cut off the remnants of the primordial god left by Uncle Yan Tong!" ”

"Uncle Yan Tong is a Ten Realms, and he is a Ten Realm powerhouse who has survived the three tribulations of Nirvana, God Breaking and Annihilation! Even if it is just a wisp of the dying primordial spirit, it has at least the power of the Nine Realms of Consummation! ”

They have been guarding the First Holy Mountain all year round, and they don't know much about human affairs.

Very little is known about An Le's deeds of killing the Nine Realms.

At this moment, when he learned that an Eight Realms could cut the Nine Realms to perfection, he was naturally amazed.

At the same time, the qi in the belly of the mountain changed again, and the burning sensation, like a fire in the prairie fire, spread out, instantly enveloping the entire mountain!

"It's ...... The heat of qi and blood?! ”

Xiaodao Tong Ao Lian was shocked, sensing this burning sensation, and his eyes showed a shocking color: "What kind of qi and blood...... It can reach such a heat, hot as the fire of the earth, how can the mortal body bear it?! ”

The Great Demon Bai Yu gasped, and the air in his mouth was extremely hot.

"Lord of the Seventh Mountain...... This is about to break through?! Forging the body to break the realm? ”

"From the Eight Realms to the Consummation, break through to the Nine Realms!"

Eight realms breaking nine realms can be regarded as a leap realm, but ...... It's not too much of an exaggeration!

Ordinary Eight Realms Break Nine Realms, Qi and Blood can indeed be sublimated, but it is impossible to have such a burning feeling, right?

The Nine Realms of Forging Body, the name of the realm is called the pinnacle, which naturally means the strength of qi and blood, standing at the absolute peak of the mundane realm!

But the transformation of this blood and qi can be happy......

Out of this world!

The sixth mountain lord put his palm on the sword box, and he could feel the vibration of the red dust sword box, the sword was hidden in the box, and the sword weapons clanged and collided, and it was caused by the inexplicable qi machine.

"It's so strong!"

After a long time, a look of shock appeared on the cool face of the Sixth Mountain Lord.

Easy...... Is it already so strong?

He is now facing Anle...... What are the odds of winning? I'm afraid I'm going to be comforted...... Spike, right?!

Seeing that the young man who had been admired and sheltered by himself surpassed himself, the Sixth Mountain Lord inexplicably felt a sense of powerlessness.

Compared to such a demon, he really ...... Very weak.

Boom Boom!

On the first holy mountain, there are suddenly shadows of mountains.

Obviously, the change of the First Sacred Mountain has attracted the attention of the owners of several other Holy Mountains.

Three sacred mountains emerged in virtual shadows, and a figure shrouded in luster emerged.

Wen Lu Shang, the third mountain master, Li Xuanji, the fourth mountain master, and the fifth mountain Gu Haitang......

However, the second mountain lord Su Zhanxian did not appear.

"Little junior brother...... Is this the Nine Realms? Cause such a commotion...... These nine realms, I am afraid that there will be no one before and no one after them! ”

The fourth mountain master, Li Xuan, had a graceful posture and spoke in amazement.

"This kind of momentum is not weaker than the half-step Ten Realms Condensation Avenue Prototype, the posture of impacting the Ten Realms, if it is not in the Holy Mountain area, it is covered by the mighty power of the Holy Mountain, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of the whole world! Provoke malicious sabotage from people with impure minds. ”

The third mountain lord Wen Lu Shang said solemnly.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... I'm afraid that I'm going to be surpassed by the little junior brother, if this continues, will it be difficult for the little junior brother to become the first mountain master to enter the holy realm? It's a bit of a shame ......"

The fifth mountain master Gu Haitang smiled bitterly, they had been the masters of the holy mountain for hundreds of years, and in the end they were actually surpassed by a junior brother.

"I don't want to wait, but in this day and age...... It's really not easy to break the Ten Realms, and with the foundation of our Waiting, there is a high probability of failure in breaking the Ten Realms. Li Xuanji said helplessly.

They also want to fight, but as the master of the holy mountain, if they want to be recognized by the holy master, how dare they fight easily, in case they fail...... Being disappointed by the Holy Master, that is a consequence that they cannot bear.

"However, the little junior brother is so demonic, the pressure on us is really great, maybe, I should really give it a go."

One by one, the mountain lords muttered, their hearts complicated.

Suddenly, the faces of several mountain lords changed slightly.

Including the Sixth Mountain Lord, who was sitting on the First Sacred Mountain, he couldn't help but stand up and look up.

But I saw another holy mountain slowly appearing, and the figure of the second mountain lord stood on top of the holy mountain, with the power of the Great Dao falling and spending, and the will of heaven and earth boiled and cheered for it.

Several mountain owners were shocked.

"Congratulations to Second Senior Brother for stepping into the Ten Realms!"

After a long time, several mountain owners reacted one after another, clasping their fists and celebrating.

The big demon Bai Yu and the dragon Ao Lian were already shocked, and they trembled in amazement.

Except for Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain lord who defected from the Holy Mountain, the remaining six mountain lords all gathered, this lineup, how could they not be shocked, it was rare to see in hundreds of years.

The most important thing is that they learned that the second mountain master, Su Zhanxian, had actually set foot in the Ten Realms in this era of declining cultivation!

The second mountain lord Su Zhanxian was shrouded in misty light, his eyes were deep, and he fell into the belly of the mountain, as if he saw a happy situation.

He looked at several mountain lords with a smile.

"Come out and stimulate you, if you don't work hard, you will really lose face, the cultivation speed of the little junior brother is ...... After breaking through the Nine Realms, is the Ten Realms still far away? You don't want to be surpassed by the junior brother, do you? ”

Several mountain lords were silent when they heard this.

Is it a shame to be surpassed by a junior brother?

Should...... It's not too embarrassing.

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In the capital of Dali, there is a peerless sword light coming out horizontally, and the sword weapons all over the city tremble at this moment, and the shaking that is difficult to contain fluctuates endlessly.

Wang Yansheng's arm bones were shining, and the sword weapon had never been hidden, so he shot directly!

The peerless sword light, wrapped in domineering and sharp, pierced and slashed towards the burly body suspended outside the city, surrounded by fire snakes!

"It's good to come!"

King Yang Zhai's eyes were bright, and there was excitement in his eyes, his fighting spirit was boiling, and his fighting spirit was high.

The thick arm was thrown out reluctantly, surging qi and blood intertwined, and the power of the Great Dao fell, covering the arm as if it had turned into armor, colliding with the sword that burst out!

The fists and swords intertwined, emitting a deafening roar, and the space was filled with ripples, like piles of thin scales.

The sword light was gorgeous, densely blooming, and the extremely sharp sword light made the power of the Great Dao on King Yang Zhai's arm crack inch by inch, and the strong flesh and blood were covered with sword marks!

"Such a domineering sword weapon, worthy of being a rare supreme sword weapon in the world!"

"For thousands of years, it is difficult for a swordsmith to succeed! This sword, not bad! ”

King Yang Zhai laughed, and the treasure black broadsword behind him suddenly burst out with sword light, breaking through the air, and was grabbed by him in his hand, and crackled out.

The sword light was directed, the space was broken inch by inch, countless knife lights were densely cut out, and the earth was instantly ploughed with thousands of holes, and one after another knife marks like earth dragons were terrifying!

Wang Yansheng's big sleeves fluttered, his arm bones shone brightly, and he held the sword for a long time, his frost hair was like a sword, and he also slashed out the sword qi again.

The sword qi and the sword qi collided, canceled each other out, and destroyed each other!

This is the confrontation between the two powerhouses of the Ten Realms, which has attracted worldwide attention, and the collision of the Supreme Treasure Sword has an explosive roar.

In just a moment, the two of them exchanged hundreds of moves in a row, swords and swords collided, and the sparks that burst out jumped in all directions, burning the void like dazzling flowers in full bloom!

The aftermath of the confrontation between the two is constantly stirring and catharsis.

The capital of Dali is so close that it has naturally suffered a great impact.

However, Lu Yishan naturally will not sit idly by, flick his fingers, the stargazing map slowly unfolds, the star curtain flows, turning into a large array, enveloping the capital of Dali, and the large array of defending the city is also stimulated, and the hazy array is intertwined with countless symbols, like a cliff erected horizontally, with the city wall as the boundary, the capital is shrouded.

Winter, winter, winter!

The aftermath of the clash between the two Ten Realm powerhouses smashed on the big array, causing the big array to tremble constantly, rippling with energy, and with the protection of the stargazing map, it blocked the destructive power as much as possible, so as not to cause the formation to shatter, spread to the whole city, and destroy the lives of the people.

In the capital of Dali, the cultivators were covered in cold, shivering, and the confrontation between the powerhouses of the Ten Realms and the coercion spread by them were really too strong to suppress them.

The Ten Realms, known as the Land Immortals, Nirvana cultivators, are absolutely powerful, can be called the immortals of the world, and have extraordinary power.

It is a strong person who truly stands at the pinnacle of cultivation, an existence that is enough for any cultivator to look up to.

If a country does not have the ten realms to sit in, it is like rootless duckweed, and if there are ten realms to sit in, it can be as stable as Mount Tai.

And now, the two statues of the Ten Realms are in the foreign front of the national capital!

Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair, bathed in the starlight, and floated in, frowning, staring at the battle outside the city.

King Yang Zhai is very strong, but it should not be the existence that brings him such an urgent sense of crisis.

Because King Yang Zhai did not come with a large army, without a large army, it means that it is impossible to break the protective array, and it is difficult to threaten the capital of Dali.

This time, it should be that King Yang Zhai sensed that the Dali Kingdom had changed hands, so he hurried to investigate the situation.

The army should still be behind, and it will take at least two days to arrive.

Therefore, the crisis could not come from King Yang Zhai, and as for Toure, one of the three marshals of the other person, it was even more impossible to give him such a crisis, even if he held the Supreme Treasure Feather Fan.

So, where is this crisis coming from?

Lu Yishan's palm pressed on the handguard of the wheelchair, his brows were furrowed, the stargazing map was tiled and trembled, and countless starlights fell, improving the defense of Dali Kingdom.

Su Mu swept over, looked at the battle outside the national capital, and took a deep breath.

The battle was no longer something she could support.

In the battle of the Ten Realms, even if she broke out in the Great Yan Sword Formation now, the impact would not be great, and it would be difficult to change the situation of the battle.

"What's wrong, sir?" Su Musha observed Lu Yishan's extremely solemn face and couldn't help asking.

Wang Yansheng has indeed just broken through the Ten Realms, which is indeed worse than the Yang Zhai King of the Second Tribulation Realm, maybe Lu Yishan is worried about this.

"No, although Master Wang's cultivation is worse than that of King Yang Zhai, it is not necessarily defeated, Master Wang feeds the sword with the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen is integrated into the sword, and the control of the sword is not comparable to that of King Yang Zhai, even if both are treasures, Master Wang can also bear it."

"That's not what I'm worried about......"

Lu Yishan let out a breath.

Rumble!

！

The battle outside the national capital broke out more and more tragically, Wang Yansheng went all out, the fighting spirit was boiling, without the slightest reservation, the sword light rose from the ground, chopping the ground and screwing the air!

However, after all, King Yang Zhai was above the realm of calamity, and he was above Wang Yansheng in terms of hard power.

The big knife cracked, and the sword light seemed to cut through half of the sky, and the earth cracked a knife mark, and on both sides of the ravine, the smoke and dust rolled like sand and dust scattered sideways.

Wang Yansheng made up for the cracks in his robe, revealing the flesh with knotted muscles underneath, which was a strong body forged by the swordsmith who wielded the hammer all year round.

At this moment, there are also knife marks all over the body, and the sizzling knife qi is like a living thing about to penetrate through the wound.

Wang Yansheng held the iron sword, his two fingers rubbed lightly, and the sword weapon trembled and roared, shattering the sword qi all over his body.

"You're strong, but ...... The old man won't let you step on Dali. ”

Wang Yansheng held the iron sword, his frost hair was like a sword, staring at the burly King Yang Zhai who was holding a pitch-black sword like a big ruler, and said in a deep voice.

"And with your own strength, you can't break the capital of Dali."

Wang Yansheng's sword qi was raging and entwined like a tornado.

Yang Zhai Wang had black hair and vigor, a leather jacket on his body, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, he did not veto, because what Wang Yansheng said was the truth.

The great array of defending the city of the capital of a country, with the blessing of the national fortune, is extremely strong, and it is difficult to break the strength of the non-large army, even if it is the strong of the ten realms, it is difficult to break it easily.

If Emperor Yuanmeng came in person, he might be able to break it, but he couldn't do it.

What's more, there is also Wang Yansheng involved and obstructed.

"You have a point...... However, the Yuanmeng army is already on the way, the Yuanmeng iron cavalry, invincible, and now the protective array of the capital of Dali, the national fortune is missing, it can be easily broken, and you can't hold it for long. ”

"Although I don't know why the national fortune of the moat array is missing...... However, since it is an opportunity, I will seize it. ”

Yang Zhai Wang said.

The aura on his body became more and more majestic, the fire of Nirvana and the wind of breaking the gods were intertwined all around, and there was a manifestation of the real avenue, falling horizontally, domineering and unparalleled.

"Then let's fight."

Wang Yansheng snapped his fingers and knocked the blade of the sword, and the sword qi was like a green snake spitting.

"What good is it for you to die in battle? Finally set foot in the Ten Realms and died fighting for Dali, don't you feel a loss? After all, you are a cultivator of the Sword Pool Palace, even if Dali changes hands now, you can fight and die for it, how can you be happy in your heart? ”

King Yang Zhai gently raised the ink-colored broadsword and said calmly.

Wang Yansheng smiled when he heard this: "Today's Dali belongs to the son, fighting for the son, the old man has no regrets!" The old man believes that as long as the son is alive, the Jianchi Palace will ...... Sooner or later, the sword will dominate the world! ”

King Yang Zhai naturally knew who the son in Wang Yansheng's mouth was, he was just surprised, King Yang Zhai's trust in An Le vaguely gave him a familiar feeling, just like the trust of the cultivators of the Yuanmeng Empire in Emperor Yuanmeng.

King Yang Zhai finally understood why Zuo Xiang Boyan said that An Le would become the biggest threat to the Yuan and Mongolian Empire's domination of the world.

"Comfort ......"

King Yang Zhai muttered, above the big knife, the knife qi spewed.

Suddenly.

King Yang Zhai's eyes shrank slightly.

Wang Yansheng, who was raging with sword qi, also frowned, his frost hair was flying, and his complexion changed slightly.

But I saw that there was a silver snake flying, the majestic coercion was pressed horizontally, the space was torn, and the terrifying space cracks were tiled and intertwined, like a black spider web spreading densely outside the capital of Dali!

The fairy sound lingers, the fairy music is all over the sky, there is a thousand rays of light, and there are thousands of silks!

Such an abnormal appearance made King Yang Zhai and Wang Yansheng's faces solemn in an instant.

The most important thing is that one after another avenue aura hangs down in the air, like pillars of light, dazzling, vibrating and intertwined, extremely domineering.

Under the pillar of light, there were one figure after another, with immortal aura lingering, ice muscles and jade bones.

The silver space power intertwined and fluctuated, and after the space calmed down, these four figures walked out of it, and the powerful spiritual power, like the tide of a large lake, spread.

"Heavenly Immortals?!"

King Yang Zhai's eyes froze, and his heart shook.

Wang Yansheng held the sword in his hand, his whole body was tense, and there was a wave of murderous power, more?

Enveloped his whole body, causing goosebumps on his body.

In the capital of Dali, Lu Yishan exhaled deeply, and sure enough, he ...... The biggest crisis did not come from King Yang Zhai.

Rather, it comes from these ...... Immortals.

Lu Yishan's eyes flashed, and the stars surged.

These people are obviously not mortal beings, the immortals who came to occupy the body of the descendants of the Tiger Po Immortal Monarch who came out of the tomb of the First Emperor?

As for why it appeared here, Lu Yishan understood after a little thought.

These immortals are naturally here for Gongzi!

"The First Emperor's Coffin ......"

Lu Yishan rubbed his palm and slowly closed his eyes.

Sure enough, outside the capital of Dali.

The immortal Tianjiao led by him, his eyes were bright, and the silver rays were brilliantly intertwined, and his eyes swept over King Yang Zhai and Wang Yansheng, two of the Ten Realms...... It was indeed a surprise to him, but that's all.

This time, the four geniuses of the White Tiger Family who received the power of the White Tiger Family to enter the world are all famous on the Immortal Monument.

The strongest nature is the Tiger Xuankong who is the leader of the Great Dao of Space, the young generation genius of the White Tiger Family, who has left his name on the Immortal Jiao Monument seventy-seven.

The other three are, Tiger Huangshi, Tiger Huangyin, Tiger Huangsha, the names on the Xianjiao Monument are all in addition to the hundreds, although the name on the Xianjiao Monument is not high, but it also depends on who to compare with, the person who left the name on the Xianjiao Monument is the five great immortal ancient families in the heavens, as well as the Heavenly Court Tianjiao, the most demonic, and even have set foot in the realm of the origin of the Immortal Monarch.

They don't have a high reputation on the immortal monument, but in the world, they have the confidence to crush everything.

Hu Xuankong's gaze crossed Wang Yansheng and landed in the capital of Dali, frowning slightly, and the silver light in his eyes flowed, as if he was sensing the breath of the first emperor's coffin, but he didn't perceive it.

"Qingyun Daoist said that the young man is called Anle...... Isn't this son in the city? ”

Hu Xuankong's eyes were cold and ruthless, without any emotion, and he looked at the people and cultivators in the capital of Dali with a bird's-eye attitude.

Rumble!

！

King Yang Zhai's scalp was numb at the moment, the four Ten Realms, the one who was the first of them, was even more in control of the Space Dao, extremely good, such a lineup suddenly appeared, how could he not be afraid.

His complexion changed for a moment, and King Yang Zhai raised his hand and grabbed Toure, who was already trembling under the breath of the Ten Realms, and directly turned into sword light and left through the air.

Hu Xuankong glanced at the departing King Yang Zhai, smiled disdainfully, and did not chase and kill, the purpose of their coming to the world was to obtain the coffin of the First Emperor Yingqin and seal the body of the drought.

Ten thousand years in the world, but only a hundred years, Hu Xuankong for the name of the first emperor of the world, Yingqin, still heard of the battle of the sky, vigorous, the White Tiger family bleed, fell many immortal monarchs, and even had the power to shed blood.

For any metamorphosis of the First Emperor Ying Qin, they attach great importance to it, and must not allow the reappearance of the Battle of the Heavens.

Wang Yansheng didn't respond, he sensed the surging killing intent of Hu Xuankong and the others, these people ...... The target is Childe, which is extremely dangerous.

The big sleeves are fluttering, the arm bones are shining, and the sword qi is raging and roaring.

Wang Yansheng held the sword in his hand, the sword light was like a dragon, and it was sharp, he did not flinch, and wanted to fight.

Hu Xuankong's gaze shifted from the capital of Dali and landed on Wang Yansheng's body, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

The next moment, the silver rays of Hu Xuankong's body were released, rolling like a silver snake, intertwining and whipping the void, and the body disappeared directly, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared within a few zhang of Wang Yansheng's side, raising the huge palm condensed by the power of space, and slapped it fiercely.

Wang Yansheng's hair was flying, his eyes were bright, and the terrifying pressure was coming, but he was not afraid, his clothes were torn, revealing his bronze muscular body, holding it to the long river of swords, and he handed it out blatantly.

The sword light melted the primordial god in the sword weapon and roared filial piety, making the sword weapon glow with a thousand rays.

Cut through the Dao Silver Dragon and slash that huge palm!

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