The pillar of blood rushed into the sky, staining the clouds red, filling the area of Ganye Temple with a pungent smell of blood.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be attracted by the picture of this moment, shocking, incredible, and unbelievable......

King Yang Zhai's eyes also widened, his body was overflowing with blood, and the blood column was erupting uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He was beheaded, and the sword qi that permeated his body made him unable to repair his body, blood sprayed, and life flowed......

An Le's sword is too amazing, too terrifying, as if it is a sword that has fused with the years, it is simply difficult to resist.

King Yang Zhai never thought that he would be killed by a Nine Realms.

An Le's final burst of power is beyond the scope of his cognition, as a powerhouse of the Ten Realms and Two Calamities, he belongs to a group of people standing at the top in today's world.

Today, however, he was struck by a catastrophe.

"The power of time?" King Yang Zhai muttered.

If what he feels is not wrong, An Le's sword that melts into the long river of his soul contains the changes of the years.

It turns out that this is the most powerful power An Le has mastered?!

King Yang Zhai's eyes looked at An Le with great complexity, and his heart was shaken.

Although he was full of unwillingness, but this unwillingness could not change anything after all, he raised his hand and covered the wound, the blood in the wound continued to spill like a waterfall, and his burly body began to sway.

The sword of An Le, melting the soul for a long time, is not only a sword that cuts the body, but also the original spirit of King Yang Zhai.

King Yang Zhai was well aware of his situation.

Such a sword, even as a person who bears this sword, will have a feeling of amazement while being unwilling.

King Yang Zhai exhaled a breath of turbidity, he covered his wound, sat down, and gasped for breath.

He didn't want to do a senseless struggle, there was no point, his family knew his own situation, and An Le's sword just now had completely cut off all his hopes for life.

"That's amazing."

King Yang Zhai's wound was gurgling and bleeding, and he looked at An Le with complex and emotion.

The aura around An Le's body was floating and sinking, and cutting out such a sword was also a big burden for him.

The long river of the soul can indeed carry the long river of years, but ...... There are limits.

After all, today's long river of souls, according to the rank of the heart sword, can only be regarded as the long river of the soul of the Nine Realms, and has not yet set foot in the Ten Realms, so the power of the real years that can be carried is limited.

However, as a hole card killer move for Anle, it can be regarded as okay.

The Yang Zhai King who can slash the Ten Realms and Two Calamities means that An Le can basically cut the other Ten Realms and Two Calamities.

His face was slightly pale, and An Le's Yuan Shen consumption was still quite large, but his heart was very agitated, and the surprise that this test gave him was obviously huge.

Let Anle's hole cards add a little.

"I don't really have a grudge against you, but unfortunately, we have different positions...... Otherwise, I'd love to get to know you. ”

The vitality in King Yang Zhai's body began to be cut off continuously.

He said calmly.

An Le was stunned, as if he didn't expect King Yang Zhai to say such words before he died.

"I am a military general of the Yuanmeng Empire, and I am in a different camp and position from you...... This is the essence of the problem, but I also have an identity, a forger. ”

Yang Zhai Wang said.

Troop Forger...... An Le nodded, he had heard of some of the deeds of King Yang Zhai, this King Yang Zhai was the master of the Yuanmeng Empire, and the barracks were in charge of him.

Many high-grade weapons of the powerhouses of the Yuanmeng Empire came from his hands.

"I know that you once worked with Wang Yansheng to create a one-pint swallow homing nest."

"I also know that Wang Yansheng's ability to forge the Supreme Sword Weapon must also have an inseparable relationship with you...... That's why I've been going to talk to you all along, and I want to share and discuss with you some things about Forge Soldiers. ”

King Yang Zhai sat on the ground and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that there is no chance." ”

An Le didn't say anything, his position was different, he wanted to sit down quietly and talk about the matter of casting soldiers, how easy was it?

However, when An Le thinks about it carefully, it is indeed a pity.

An Le is not a person who knows anything about the casting soldiers now, he once cast the swallow homecoming in the Jianchi Palace, and has his own understanding of the casting soldiers, if he can talk carefully with a master of the casting soldiers like King Yang Zhai, it is really possible to achieve a breakthrough in the casting soldiers and go further.

"Senior, I also respect you as a master of forging soldiers, but it's a pity that the way is different, besides, the purpose of my senior's trip is to force me into a desperate situation, and now that I have this result, everything is uncomplaining."

Ann Ledao.

"No complaints." King Yang Zhai nodded.

King Yang Zhai smiled: "If there is an afterlife, I am still willing to be a simple and pure soldier caster." ”

An Le's black hair was vigorous, his eyes flickered, and when he heard the words, he nodded solemnly: "If you don't forget, there will be an echo, and your predecessors can." ”

King Yang Zhai glanced at An Le deeply.

It's terrible to be so wicked.

Yuan-Mongol Empire...... I'm afraid it's not as easy as imagined to dominate the world, even if Your Majesty is peerless, but you can meet another demon...... It's also true, it's hard to judge the future.

"Gone."

King Yang Zhai exhaled again, and his breath began to weaken more and more, and finally, he was completely lifeless.

His head hung down and he left without support.

The departure was quite free.

Thundered!

As King Yang Zhai lowered his head, above his head, there was suddenly a majestic rain of light began to splash, this rain of light was incomparably intense, floating in the sky above the entire Mount Emei.

An Le was dressed in white and stood quietly, looking at the fallen King Yang Zhai, looking at the brilliant light and rain in the sky.

Spit out a sentence softly.

"Let's go."

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King Yang Zhai has fallen!

At this moment, everyone's focus shifted.

That rain of light was too intense, brilliant and colorful, and so dazzling that it was difficult for everyone to take their eyes off, this was the rain of light that had fallen from a second-calamity level powerhouse.

At the beginning, the fall of Hu Xuankong was at the bottom of the Canglang River, but after all, Hu Xuankong was not the real Yuan Shen Fall, but only a fragment of the Yuan Shen, so the momentum was not as terrifying as the momentum of Yang Zhai's fall at this moment!

The six-eared macaque smashed the golden body of the Buddha with a stick full of cracks, he held the golden stick, and suddenly raised his head, with a little surprise and shock in his golden eyes.

Nine Realms slash and kill ten realms and two calamity level powerhouses......

If before, the six-eared macaque was a hundred did not believe, but now ...... When the real case was in front of him, all that was left in his mind was shock.

He has lived for thousands of years, and it is the first time he has seen such a demonic person.

However, in this era of great changes that are about to occur today, it is not necessarily a bad thing to have such a demon.

The six-eared macaque was swinging the golden stick and was in a very good mood.

The depressed mood that was blocked by Pudu Shizun has also been completely released, and now it should be depressed...... It should be a monk.

The six-eared macaque laughed maliciously.

And at this moment, Pudu Shizun's face has indeed turned black.

He's really ...... Believe in the evil of King Yang Zhai!

What about killing Anle to break the game?

Why was he killed by An Le instead? And died so happily......

That break the game can't be broken, he Pudu...... Isn't it a great sin?

He was extremely difficult against the six-eared macaque in the upper three calamities, and he still used the lotus flower relics to barely resist, and now he ...... Not to mention that the incomparably precious lotus relics are wasted, they may have to fall here.

Even if Pudu Shizun is a monk, he can't help but want to scold a dirty word at this moment.

"Hahaha!" The six-eared macaque looked at Pudu Shizun's face, and couldn't help but laugh, it was really too funny.

An Le was dressed in white and looked at the fallen King Yang Zhai calmly.

Although King Yang Zhai is dead, the power of a dragon vein he has in his hands is still roaring and filial.

Emperor Yuanmeng mastered the power of the eight dragon veins in total, and dispersed the power of the dragon veins to enhance the overall strength of the Yuanmeng Empire, which played a huge role in the birth of the geniuses of the later generations of the Yuanmeng Empire.

There is one in Zuo Xiang Boyan, and there is one in King Yangzhai......

The power of these scattered dragon veins is more of a meaning, not a real body, and the real dragon vein form is under the control of Emperor Yuanmeng.

However, even if it is just the intention of the power of the dragon vein, it is enough.

Above An Le's head, the golden dragon transformed by the invincible power mutation came out horizontally, roaring at the sky, facing the fall of King Yang Zhai, and breaking away, as if struggling to leave and return to the dragon vein form of the dragon vein to suppress it.

Two illusory dragons battle each other high in the sky.

But today's invincible golden dragon has already transformed into a very domineering one, and in just a moment, it will tear apart the dragon genus transformed by the power of the dragon vein, and finally devour it all.

Once again, devouring a complete dragon vein, the invincible golden dragon seemed to have undergone an even more bizarre transformation.

An Le stared at the invincible golden dragon, which had been condensed all the way from his weak childhood to today's invincible golden dragon, and now it is becoming more and more mysterious.

Perhaps in the future, when his cultivation reached a bottleneck, this invincible golden dragon would be able to give him a big surprise.

After devouring the meaning of the dragon vein, An Le took away the black-backed broadsword of King Yang Zhai, but unfortunately, this treasure broadsword was broken by a sword that fused the power of the years.

However, even if it is damaged, it is not a big problem, it is a treasure material, as long as it is recast a little more, it can naturally return to the treasure level.

Don't look at Anle now full of treasures, but the value of treasures is still immeasurable.

Tear open the space with your bare hands and put away the Arcana Black Knife.

An Le didn't look at the dead body of King Yang Zhai anymore, and stepped out, the Void Armor was brilliant with silver, attached to the body, and the space jumped, and disappeared directly in place.

When it reappeared, it was already on the side of the Buddha of Pudu Shizun.

The overlord halberd in his hand was waved out reluctantly, the halberd blade was shining, and there was a sword intent entangled, as if there was a picture scroll of mountains and rivers tiled and cut open.

Winter!

！

The Big Buddha was struck by lightning, and the Big Buddha, which was smashed by a six-eared macaque, exploded directly.

Pudu Shizun's face was pale, his big red robe was flying, and his palms were folded.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Settle for the lord, and let the poor monk explain."

Pudu Shizun sighed.

If you make the wrong choice, you will face the price of the wrong choice.

An Le smiled, but there was no intention of stopping, and the attack continued to fall, becoming more and more powerful.

On the other side, the six-eared macaque laughed loudly, and kept attacking.

In a short time, Pudu Shizun was beaten and covered in blood.

With one enemy and two, one is a six-eared macaque in the Three Calamity Realm, and the other is An Le, who has just killed King Zhai of the Second Calamity......

In such a situation, how does Pudu Shizun compete?

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the big red robe was completely dyed red, his body fell to the ground, the six-eared macaque fell, and the Xuanjin stick was violently pressed down.

Because An Le killed King Yang Zhai, the six-eared macaque consciously couldn't lose face, and couldn't let An Le contribute to everything, so now he shot and went all out, without leaving any hands.

Pudu Shizun is completely unable to compete.

In the end, half of the body of King Kong was smashed by a stick, and he fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, but even if he fell to the ground, Pudu Shizun still put his palms together, maintaining the dignity that he should have as a Buddhist cultivator.

"Six-eared Master, do you want to kill?"

An Le held the overlord halberd and asked on the side.

The grievances between Ganye Temple and Lianhua Temple, An Le is naturally clear, and they have been fighting with each other for a long time, but whether to kill Pudu or not, it is still up to the six-eared master.

An Le is naturally inclined to kill, but after killing, it is still unknown whether it will exacerbate the conflict between Ganye Temple and Lianhua Temple, so this decision is handed over to the six-eared master.

The six-eared macaque played with a stick flower and squinted its eyes.

He held the golden stick in his hand and looked up.

But I saw that in the sky above Mount Emei, there was a brilliant Buddha light, and the clouds seemed to be as brilliant as inlaid with gold edges.

There are two big Buddhas emerging, and the strong aura is turbulent.

This is the mental projection of the strong man in the two Lianhua Temple, which can be sensed from the qi machine, and the cultivation of these two Buddhas is the three calamities, which is the greatest heritage of the Lianhua Temple.

At this moment, the two came out together, undoubtedly to deter the six-eared macaque and save Pudu's life.

"Hey...... Originally, I wanted to leave Pudu's life, after all, they are all disciples of Buddhism, and I don't want to do too much, but now it seems that you really don't take Ganye Temple in your eyes. ”

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished, this is the most basic truth."

"Buddhist monks are no exception."

The six-eared macaque said, after speaking, he was full of anger, converted to Buddhism, and cultivated himself for so many years, but he still couldn't change his temperament.

The palm full of monkey hair grabbed the Xuanjin stick, and above the treasure, the qi machine vibrate.

The shadow of the stick swept up, like a wind and thunder, and smashed down towards Pudu Shizun, killing Pudu.

The light and rain are splashed, accompanied by bursts of Buddha light......

Purdue was slain by the violent six-eared macaque, and perhaps he never imagined that this place would become the place where his bones would be buried.

"If you don't accept it, you will kill the Ganye Temple, have the ability to step on the Ganye Temple, and descend the old ape!"

"I heard that Lianhua Temple likes to subdue demons, I am a demon, I am a demon, I have the ability to come!"

Holding the blood-dripping Xuanjin stick, the six-eared macaque stick pointed at the two angry Buddha shadows of Lianhua Temple, but the two Buddha shadows still did not make any movement after all, but gradually disappeared with Pudu's death.

An Le looked at it calmly, and his heart was quite happy.

He also knew very well that relying on his own strength, it was difficult to kill Pudu, Pudu was different from King Yang Zhai, King Yang Zhai shook the power of the dragon vein, and was restrained and suppressed by Shanhe Ding, so that An Le could find an excellent opportunity to complete the counter-kill.

But Pudu will not be suppressed in the first place, and the heyday of the second calamity powerhouse, it is really impossible for An Le to be easily killed.

Even if you use the long river of the soul that carries the real years, it is difficult to do it.

The killing of King Yang Zhai was done with the help of the right time, place and people, and the three gathered together, with their own calculations, to complete the lore.

As Pudu's body was beaten into a puddle of mud by the six-eared macaque.

At this point, this noisy war is beginning to come to an end.

In the final stage of the battle, there is not much suspense, and the only one who is really still fighting is the little dragon in Beihai.

As Wang Yansheng swept out with a sword, the North Sea Dragon Candle Cheng was suddenly beheaded with blood, and the dragon's blood was spilled, and there was also a rout.

But in fact, it was the picture of King Yang Zhai being beheaded and Pudu being killed brought him a huge impact and excitement, making him lose the courage to fight.

This North Sea Dragon has completely lost his fighting spirit, and he has no desire to continue fighting.

The fate of the Dragon Girl Yuan Ling of the South China Sea is vivid.

Continue to resist, and what awaits him can only be death.

Middle-earth...... It's too dangerous, he's going back to the sea!

Beihai Candle Cheng only has this idea left, but it's a pity that ...... Even going back to the sea has now become an extremely extravagant thought.

"I surrender!"

Beihai Candle became a kowtow and chose to surrender, just like the old dragon Ao Feng in the West Sea.

Between life and death, even dragons have the most basic survival instincts.

An Le fell, the Void Armor disappeared, and the Overlord Halberd was included in the storage space.

Falling in front of Ao Feng and Candle Cheng, these two dragons have long since lost all their arrogance at the beginning.

Over the years, the Four Seas Dragon Clan has been isolated from the Middle Earth Continent, and they don't know the situation very well with each other, only knowing that the continent has been fighting for years, the war is endless, and the cultivation is exhausted, and it is difficult for a strong person to appear.

The Four Seas Dragon Clan was not greatly affected, so many Dragon Clans looked down on the Terrans on the mainland.

When Candle Cheng first came out of the North Sea, he was extremely arrogant, but today, in front of An Le, his arrogance was completely shattered.

"Sincerity requires sincerity, I don't believe in you, so I can only use other methods."

An Le looked at Candle Cheng and Ao Feng and said surgingly.

With a movement in his mind, a light floated out of the Meixin Mud Pill Palace.

It is the magic weapon given by the Heavenly Master, the glass cup.

Li Qingchuan, the Taoist of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, turned into a peaceful Taoist slave because of the glass cup, and everything is only the first to look forward to peace and happiness.

At this moment, An Le sacrificed the glass cup again, which was to give the two dragons a chance to choose.

"Dedicate a touch of true soul and merge it into the glass cup, and you will be absolutely loyal to me."

An Le looked at them and said.

The implication is also obvious, this is the only chance to give them a choice.

Ao Feng, the old dragon of the West Sea, changed his face slightly.

The glazed cup of the Heavenly Master's Mansion!

They have heard of the reputation of this kind of magic weapon, and a touch of true spirit enters the glass cup, and from then on, they will not be able to help themselves.

An Le held the glass cup in his palm, and looked at the two-headed dragon so calmly.

The six-eared macaque, Master Xuanzhu, Wang Yansheng and other powerhouses of the Ten Realms all had sparkling eyes, staring at the two-headed dragons.

In such a situation, if they are unwilling to sacrifice their true spirit into the glass cup, then what awaits them is ...... I'm afraid it's just peeling and cramping.

The dragon is a treasure, and peeling the skin and cramping are trivial things.

Ao Feng, the old dragon of the West Sea, sighed, without hesitation, and a touch of true spirit flew out from the center of his eyebrows, like a firefly in the wilderness at night, and like a dandelion flying under the spring breeze.

A touch of true spirit was integrated into the glass cup, and a sense of restraint was suddenly born, and An Le also had a connection with Ao Feng, and he could ask for Ao Feng's life in a single thought.

This is the domineering of the glass jar.

Although this magic weapon is not a treasure, its effect and function are even worse than many treasures.

If it falls into the hands of the wicked, this magic weapon may become very terrifying.

The old dragon Ao Feng of the West Sea chose to sacrifice the true spirit, and Beihai Candle Cheng naturally did not resist, and obediently sacrificed the true spirit into the glass cup, and from then on, the life of the two dragons will no longer belong to them.

Ao Feng and Zhu Cheng got up and clasped their fists respectfully.

"I've seen the Lord."

An Le nodded, and put the glass cup back into his mind.

After receiving two Dao slaves from the Ten Realms, An Le didn't have much joy on his face.

In this battle, An Le gained a lot, not to mention the breakthrough in refining the gods, the transformation of the heart sword into the long river of the soul alone is a great creation.

Not to mention, he killed King Yang Zhai, a pillar-level powerhouse of the Yuanmeng Empire.

An Le knows that when the news spreads, the world will be shaken!

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The stars are intertwined.

The stargazing map spreads out, covering the sky and the sun, the ultimate mystery.

Countless starlight fell, Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair, holding a few touches of starlight in his palm, and looked calmly at Zuo Xiang's uncle, who was a little embarrassed on his face.

"Although you have broken through the Ten Realms and used the power of the meaning of the dragon vein, this is just a meaning of the dragon vein after all, not the real dragon vein, and it is still a little worse to compete with the stargazing map."

Lu Yishan surging road.

The placket of Zuo Xiang Boyan's chest was stained red with blood.

He shook his head, feeling Lu Yishan's difficulty.

However, Bo Yan's purpose is only to hold Lu Yishan, as long as he drags it down, it will be considered a victory, and as for other matters, it will be handed over to Lianhua Temple, many dragons and King Yang Zhai to deal with.

The power used this time can be regarded as the top-level power that Zuo Xiang Boyan can mobilize.

The purpose is naturally to sabotage the measures of Anle to repair the heart sword, and cut off the road to the future of Anle.

The threat of An Le is now too great, making Bo Yan see the Yuanmeng Emperor who was once young, and even more demonic than the young Yuanmeng Emperor!

Therefore, Bo Yan will make a big deal to lay down this killing game against the cultivation of peace and happiness.

Suddenly.

Bo Yan's eyes tightened, his heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, he was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, he turned his head to look at the west of Mount Emei, and the rain could be seen.

He seemed to see a burly figure, and between a wry smile and a sigh, he lowered his head and died.

"Yang Zhai Wang ......"

Zuo Xiang Boyan's heart moved, his whole body trembled, everyone's calmness disappeared at this moment, and his face was full of discomfort.

"How so?"

"How so!"

Zuo Xiang's heart ached sharply, as if he had inserted a sharp knife, and it was difficult to breathe.

King Yang Zhai is the pillar of the Yuanmeng Empire today, and in the days when the Yuanmeng Emperor was sealed, King Yangzhai was the pillar that supported the spirit of Yuanmeng.

"King Yang Zhai is a powerhouse at the level of the Ten Realms and Two Calamities, and he holds the supreme treasure, so it is impossible for him to die easily...... If you want to go, you can definitely go. ”

"But today I can't go, and I fall here...... King Yang Zhai. ”

Zuo Xiangbo was full of grief.

He knew that Yuanmeng was about to change!

Lu Yishan had a stargazing map on the top of his head, his eyebrows were also raised, and he also sensed this change, and the splashing light and rain contained the strong aura of King Yang Zhai, which was naturally difficult to hide.

King Yang Zhai is actually dead......

His eyes flickered, and for a strategist, it was like suddenly eating an opponent's clever piece on the chessboard.

Although Zuo Xiang Boyan was full of sadness, his heart shook and he couldn't believe it, he was still quite rational and knew very well that the situation at the moment was very unfavorable for Yuanmeng.

He immediately chose to get out, and the meaning of the dragon vein roared filial piety, crashed into the suppressed stars, wrapped in Bo Yan's body, and went away in the air.

Lu Yishan really couldn't do it if he wanted to leave Zuo Xiangyan.

Bo Yan, who broke through to the Ten Realms and had the power of the dragon vein to increase, was definitely not weak, and Lu Yishan did not control the mountains and rivers like An Le, who could suppress the power of the dragon vein, so he could only watch Bo Yan leave.

However, Lu Yishan didn't care, and the corners of his lips hung a touch of curvature.

Because, the fall of King Yang Zhai has a huge impact, at least, the pressure brought by the Yuanmeng Empire will be greatly reduced.

Although Zuo Xiang Boyan broke through the Ten Realms, it can be said that he banned the Ten Realms of King Yang Zhai, but the meaning is very different.

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Thundered!

At this moment, there was a violent turmoil, the earth shook, and a thick crack appeared on the city wall.

The defenders on the city tower were at a loss one by one, and they were shocked.

The tremor lasted for a few moments before it slowly dissipated.

A mighty meaning rose from the capital, like the wail of a whale falling, and the qi collapsed a little, withering and extinguishing.

Many practitioners' hearts were shaken, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Because they recognized that this collapsing qi was the national fortune of the Yuanmeng Empire!

Yuanmeng's national fortune is actually at this moment...... Dropped a little?

How so?!

Even when Emperor Yuanmeng was confined in the ancient tomb of Lishan, the national fortunes did not change at all.

But at this moment......

The fortunes of the country have collapsed!

Many strong people in the capital of Yuanmeng are not stupid, they have guessed something.

The only one who can use the national fortune of the Yuanmeng Empire today is the second of the Ten Realms of the Yuanmeng Empire, King Yangzhai.

Something happened to King Yang Zhai?!

The fortunes of the country have collapsed, has King Yang Zhai fallen?!

As soon as this idea appeared, it was like a storm sweeping across the city, and it probably fell, otherwise the national fortunes would not collapse!

The impact is too great!

The meaning of pathos permeated the entire Yuanmeng capital.

Many strong men looked at the dark horizon, their eyes were full of confusion, at a loss for the future of Yuanmeng, begging for Emperor Yuanmeng to break the seal as soon as possible.

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Lishan.

In the ancient cemetery palace in the mountains.

Nine dragon shadows intertwined and circled, wrapped around an extremely burly body, and a majestic aura was permeating.

Suddenly, the figure slowly opened its eyes.

There seemed to be a touch of sadness in the depths of his eyes.

"Yang Zhai Wang ......"

Emperor Yuanmeng competed for his eyes, his heart shook, and he could naturally sense the fall of King Yangzhai.

He gave King Yang Zhai a dragon vein, which shows that his relationship with King Yang Zhai is irreversible, in fact, it is true, the relationship between King Yang Zhai and him is also a teacher and friend, and he can have today's achievements, and he is inseparable from the help of King Yang Zhai.

"Who is it? For example, most of the best of the Ten Realms today are sealed in the underground palace, so with the strength of King Yang Zhai, there are only a handful of people in the world who can kill him......"

"Puci and Puhang of Lianhua Temple? These two people are both Ten Realms and Three Calamities, and when they join forces, they are not weak and the Ten Realms are consummated, and it is indeed possible to kill King Yang Zhai. ”

"Or is it the Qingyun Dao person who is extremely hidden in the True Martial Arts? The six-eared macaque in Ganye Temple? The demon king of Kunpeng Mountain? ”

"With the prudence of King Yang Zhai, it is impossible to provoke these strong people."

"So...... Who killed King Yang Zhai? ”

Emperor Yuanmeng's heart was furious, he thought that he was trapped in the underground palace, and the impact on the situation outside would not be too great, even if there were, it was within the range of Yuanmeng's tolerance.

Because he was sealed, not killed, and he obtained the ninth dragon vein, after refining, he could break the shackles of the world's cultivation for thousands of years and become the first person in ten thousand years.

Therefore, his deterrent power should not be weakened, but stronger than in the past.

But now he found out that he was wrong, King Yang Zhai was dead, and his deterrence by Emperor Yuanmeng had become a joke and empty talk at all.

"It doesn't matter who it is...... When Lone breaks the seal and returns to the world, he will definitely take his head and pay tribute to King Yang Zhai! ”

Emperor Yuanmeng said in a low voice.

His eyes were shining, his body was intertwined with wind and thunder, and countless ancient symbols seemed to be turned into chains.

His eyes lifted and he looked out of the dungeon.

"Come on, Lone will be able to break this seal soon!"

Thundered!

The power of the nine dragon veins surged again, struggling endlessly, causing the underground palace to tremble.

Around, the old Heavenly Master, the Old Sword Saint and other veteran Ten Realm powerhouses opened their eyes one after another, looking at Emperor Yuanmeng whose aura was getting stronger and stronger.

These days, they can clearly feel the strong breath of Emperor Yuanmeng.

The ninth dragon vein of Middle Earth, the refining speed of Emperor Yuanmeng, seems to be faster than imagined!

It may not be long before Emperor Yuanmeng will be able to complete the refining of the ninth dragon vein...... Cooperate with the origin of the immortal monarch scattered in the empire.

Emperor Yuanmeng may really be able to break through the realm that no one can reach for thousands of years and set foot in the eleventh realm!

When the time comes...... Who in the world can stop him?

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Stratus clouds and haze are steep, and the desperate stream is in danger.

Mount Emei is the top of a mountain peak.

An Le floated here, alone, no one else followed, not even Wang Yansheng did not follow.

He did not leave the Ganye Temple, although his cultivation of the gods set foot in the Nine Realms, but also condensed the long river of the soul, it can be said that this trip to the Ganye Temple was full of harvest.

However, An Le was not in a hurry to leave, he planned to use the spiritual power diffused in the Ganye Temple because of the heart fire pool to stabilize the long river of the soul.

On the top of the peak, the storm is enveloping, and the grass and trees are roaring and bending.

An Le was dressed in white, his blood was drumming, and he was practicing the five birds, the most basic five birds, without any special blessings, and even without visions.

However, even the five birds that have laid such a foundation now, the power that has erupted is very amazing.

As soon as the tiger style comes out, if there is a tiger roaring mountain, a bear style appears, and there seems to be a fierce hugging mountain......

Under the deer pose, the body is very agile, moving and turning, and it is difficult to catch.

It can be said that it is out of the realm of supernatural transformation, and An Le's grasp of the five birds has really reached the essence.

From the five fowl forging body, to the ancient demon five fowl, and then to the five fowl melting the five organs, An Le gradually has a feeling of returning to the basics, the flesh exudes a lustrous luster, and the qi and blood cover the outside of the body, standing on the top of the mountain to perform martial arts, like gods and demons in the dust.

After the forging body, it is the refining of the gods, the long river of the soul emerges, the sound of the river is clearly audible, as if it resounded in everyone's heart, and a meandering long river is presented, capturing the spiritual power overflowing between Mount Emei because of the heart fire pool.

After a long time, Anle gradually converged.

The white-clothed drummer, sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, as if there was an endless glow surging, and the wind and thunder were rolling and exploding in the dark.

Slowly opening his eyes, An Le exhaled a breath of fresh air.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a token, which was the Holy Realm Order given to him by the Holy Master.

The Holy Master said that when he had the strength to defeat the Ten Realms, he could trigger the opening of the Sacred Realm Order, and if he entered the Nine Realms with the Soul Refining Divine Forging Body and condensed the long river of the soul, it would be enough to defeat the Ten Realms.

Now, An Le can take a good look at this Holy Realm Order.

ps: 8,000 words, I really doubt if I am yang, my whole body is sore, and my head hurts sharply...... People are numb, asking for monthly passes, asking for recommendation tickets.