The Academy of Letters, green hills.

Countless white walls and black tiles dotted among the watertown-like houses in the south of the Yangtze River between the mountains, and the students in Tsing Yi and Confucian shirts all walked out.

There was a stunned look on his face, his heart was empty, as if something had been taken away, his mind was not so clear, and his thoughts became cloudy.

At the end of the day, the remnant star, the electricity is not extinguished, and the flashes are separated by the treetops.

The students were in flying shirts, and they looked at the dark sky with a look of amazement, and they could see a stone tablet bathed in starlight, floating up, like a moving sea of stars.

"Wenqu Monument ......"

The Confucian students snorted.

Many of the great Confucians who were doing scholarship in the Academy of Literature trembled slightly, and their eyes showed despair.

Wenqu Monument...... broke away from the Academy of Letters, and from now on, the Academy of Literature of Da Zhao ...... There will be no more Wenqu Monument in charge, and it will no longer be orthodox in the world.

After the heart forest, there is a monument in the waves of the bamboo sea.

At this moment, the monument is empty.

The two figures fell in an instant, looking blankly, looking at the hollowed-out Wenqu tablet in the stele, only to feel that the scalp was numb and the hairs stood on end.

The second master, Pang Ji, was extremely old, and his whole face was full of ravines, and every ravine was trembling.

"Wenqu Monument...... How will you leave? ”

Pang Ji's body was shaking, and his cloudy eyes were dazed and painful.

As the master of the Academy, he knows too well what the Wenqu Monument will represent to the Academy of Literature once it is separated.

The talent of the Great Zhao Dynasty will wither, Confucianism and Taoism will wither, the future will be unsustainable, and it will be difficult to produce talented literary and Taoist geniuses, and Haoran righteousness will no longer exist.

Today's Academy of Literature, although it has a lot to do with the powerful, the students of the Academy of Literature still give birth to some talented juniors every year.

Pang Ji knew that this was because of the Wenqu Monument, the Wenqu Monument was in the Academy of Literature, and the Academy of Literature was still the place that all scholars in the world yearn for and go to.

"What else? Da Zhao can't keep the Wenqu monument. "By Pang Ji's side, it is the eldest master Zhu Huoxi, Zhu Huoxi's eyes are much deeper, and his shirt is flying, but he is not as dazed and sad as Pang Ji.

Even, Zhu Huoxi had already predicted today's situation.

"Today's Da Zhao, do you think you can still keep the Wenqu Monument? Leaving the Wenqu Monument in Lin'an is just an insult to the Wenqu Monument, and it will gradually consume the talent in the Wenqu Monument. ”

"Da Zhao turned into a land of ascending immortals, colluding with Shangcang, Da Zhao's national fortunes were betrayed by the Zhao family's son of heaven and sold to Shangcang, my generation of scholars, can you still do scholarship in Da Zhao in a grand manner? Can you still have peace of mind? ”

Zhu Huoxi shook his head, with heaviness and relief in his words.

"Today's Academy of Literature is no longer worthy of being called a Academy of Literature."

"I heard that Wang Fuzi reopened a academy in Xiliang City, which has now attracted many scholars from all over the world...... Xing may be the real literary academy, the place where the hopes and dreams of readers begin. ”

Zhu Huoxi put his hands behind his back and said softly.

"Da Zhao, I have lost the hearts of the people."

Zhu Huoxi shook his head and didn't say anything more, he turned around and left the academy step by step.

Where should he go, perhaps...... It's time to go to Wang Banshan's academy to do some learning.

Wang Banshan wanted to reform the Academy of Literature, but he was unable to do so, and no one supported him, so he gave up the Academy, broke away from the Academy, gave up the identity of the master of the Academy, traveled the world, and reopened a academy on the re-established Xiliang City after the fall of the Western Liang.

The academy is the original intention of Wang Banshan, and it is the place where the literati show the purest literary talent and talent.

Zhu Huoxi felt that he should like it.

As the master of the Academy of Letters, he has made enough contributions to today's Academy of Letters.

He did not participate in the reluctance between Da Zhao and the Confucian students of the Academy of Literature, he focused on learning, focused on studying various classics, silently guarded the Wenqu Monument, and did his greatest duty.

And now, the Wenqu Monument is detached.

It also means that Zhu Huoxi should break away.

……

Compared with the detachment of the Wenqu Monument, Wu Kuishi rushed out of the Wu Temple, but it did not cause much waves.

The martial artists of the martial arts temple are boiling in blood, cheering but also, extremely looking forward to it, and extremely excited.

Wu Kuishi was in Lin'an, and he didn't have the treatment of Wenqu Monument at all, but because he had helped An Le before, he became the target of various suppressions by Da Zhao Tianzi.

Today's Wukui Stone does not even belong to the treasure of Wumiao, it is guarded by the heavy soldiers sent by the Emperor of Great Zhao, even if it is a martial artist of Wumiao, if he wants to see Wukui Stone, he wants to forge his body in front of Wukui Stone, and he has lost the opportunity.

Therefore, now that Wu Kuishi is out of trouble, they are naturally cheering for this.

In the martial arts temple, one after another martial arts generals who were intertwined with blood rushed out, they roared wildly, they were happy, followed Wu Kui Shi and ran wildly, and rushed to the most tightly guarded heavenly prison in Lin'an Mansion.

……

……

Rumble!!!

The thunderstorm of the eleventh realm is incomparably terrifying, and it contains the power of fate.

With the power of fate appearing, An Le can basically determine who this person is who wants to kill him with the help of the power of the Tribulation and Thunder.

It was Uncle Yan Tong, the former owner of the first mountain.

The thunder fell, like a plasma, wrapped around Uncle Yan Tong's body, this white-haired old man, at this moment, actually showed an incomparable posture.

After he got out of the ancient tomb of Lishan, he began to plan and calculate, he naturally heard of Anle's strength, so he thought about how to deal with Anle.

Finally thought of it.

He set a trap and set up a killing game, intending to use the thunder of the Eleventh Realm to kill An Le.

This is a nirvana, either he dies, or euthanasia, or...... It's to die together.

However, Uncle Yan Tong still hopes to be euthanized, and his glimmer of life is actually among them......

If he can kill An Le, then his fate will be clear, and everything he sees will be clear, because the variables are gone, and he will naturally be able to see everything clearly.

Then his path of destiny will be able to condense the origin, set foot in the eleven realms, and become the top powerhouse in the world.

Using Ye Longsheng and Di Zang as traps and arranging a thunder formation next to the heavenly prison, this is his purpose.

Rumble!!!

Thunder fell.

Wenqu Tablet and Wu Kui Stone both appeared, which made Uncle Yan Tong a little surprised.

These are two third-order treasures, Wenqu Monument and Wukui Stone, both of which have been inherited for thousands of years, and its Chinese Qu Monument is the most precious of Confucianism, and Wukui Stone is the most precious of the soldiers.

Among the hundreds of schools, there are a few really strong ones, among which Confucianism and military are all good.

Since Uncle Yan Tong has already attacked, naturally there is no possibility of stopping, if he stops at this time, he will definitely be burned by the thunder, his body will die, and all his previous efforts will be wasted!

"Plan to use the thunder of the power of fate to wash away and cut off the underworld connection between the Great Zhao Dynasty and the Wenqu Monument and the Wukui Stone?"

"In fact, there is no need for this, Da Zhao Guoyun was betrayed by Zhao Tianyan, and the connection between Wenqu Monument and Wu Kui Shi and Da Zhao will be slowly and automatically cut off, but you ...... Can't wait. ”

Uncle Yan Tong's body was full of plasma, and his eyes became incomparably bright!

"If you use the two third-order supreme treasures of Wenqu Tablet and Wu Kui Stone to stop this killing robbery, then there may be a possibility of success!"

"After all, it's two third-order supreme treasures......"

"But you didn't choose to do this, you just planned to use the thunder robbery to wash away and cut off the fate of the two treasures and Da Zhao!"

"You're so rampant!"

Uncle Yan Tong said angrily.

Today, he wants to kill An Le, kill this great variable, and return the heavens and the earth to Qingming!

The variables brought about by comfort are really difficult to grasp.

Just like Uncle Yan Tong, he couldn't imagine that An Le would be able to fight against the reincarnation of the True Martial Emperor, and he wanted to hinder the expansion of the Ascension Immortal Land with his own strength!

It's a monster!

Such a monster, if he kills it, he will return the fate of heaven and earth to Qingming.

The fate feedback he gets must be incomparably majestic!

Rumble!!!

It was as if the incomparably huge electric dragon was tumbling, and it slammed on the Wenqu monument, and countless Confucian shirts and phantoms were all annihilated, and the sound of reciting poems and texts that filled the world disappeared.

Countless electric snakes swim on the Wenqu Monument.

On the other side, Wu Kuishi also roared, making a muffled sound, and the electricity washed and intertwined, as if the qi and blood were about to be washed away and shattered.

The phantom of Wukui in the Wukui stone is also falling apart.

This is the thunder of the eleventh realm, incomparably terrifying!

However, it was precisely because of this terrifying thunderstorm that the dark connection between the two supreme treasures that had been washed away and the Great Zhao Guoyun began to break and break.

Although Great Zhao Guoyun was sacrificed by Zhao Tianyan using the Immortal Ascension Technique.

But that doesn't mean it's gone.

At this moment, with the erosion of fate, the connection between the Wenqu Monument and Wu Kuishi and the national fortunes of the Great Zhao Dynasty was really severed.

But that's what Anle wants.

The white-clothed drums were flying, and An Le stood in the ruins of the shattered heavenly prison, and in the ruins, Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and Ye Wenxi were already under the pressure of terror, raising their heads with difficulty and watching.

The thunderstorm of the Eleventh Realm couldn't help but produce a nightmarish horror in their hearts.

Ye Longsheng and Di Zang, as peerless generals of the Nine Realms Consummation, were facing the Nirvana Fire among the Three Calamities of the Ten Realms, but the Third Calamity of the Ten Realms was the thunder of annihilation, which was extremely terrifying.

The thunder of the eleven realms in front of him is far beyond the thunder of annihilation.

If it weren't for the expansion of Anle's aura, which supported the coercion of the thunderstorm for them, they might have to kneel on the ground directly under this thunderstorm, without even having the strength to raise their heads.

Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and Ye Wenxi, this is the first time they have really seen An Le's strength.

It is different from the general who defended the city who easily bounced off the Nine Realms at the gate of the city, it is also different from the Shangcang Immortal who was frightened away by An Le's appearance, and it is also different from the confrontation with Zhao Xianyou, an immortal who is ethereal and can't see through the specific strength.

Only at this moment, in the face of the eleventh realm's thunderstorm, the wind is still light, and the face does not change color, can you most intuitively feel the powerful strength of An Le.

"Uncle Yan Tong."

An Le looked at Uncle Yan Tong with a calm face, and the ruins and rubble around him, under the terrifying aura formed by the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder, flowed backwards and floated towards the air.

In the face of the thunderstorm of the Eleventh Realm, An Le really didn't have the heart to use the Wenqu Tablet and the Wukui Stone to resist.

He came to Lin'an for three main purposes.

One is to meet Zhao Xianyou and judge Zhao Xianyou's strength.

The second purpose is to save Ye Longsheng and Di Zang, especially Di Zang, who is an old friend with An Le, and when An Le was weak, he once extended a helping hand, so An Le will come to the rescue, which is considered karmic repayment.

And the third purpose is to take away the Wenqu Monument and the Wukui Stone.

Wu Kui Stone is not to say, An Le and Wu Kui Stone is very deep, once Wu Kui Stone in the past dynasties of Wu Kui Stone has emerged, helping An Le to create the ancient demon five birds, pointing out the direction on the road to An Le's growth.

Therefore, Wu Kui Shi has a deep relationship with An Le, and now in the Great Zhao Dynasty, Wu Kui Shi stays here and will only be polluted, so An Le wants to take it away and place it in Dali City.

On the other hand, the Wenqu Monument also has a relationship with An Le, An Le once extradited Haoran on the Wenqu Monument and formed Haoran's sword qi, so it can also extradite the Wenqu Monument.

For these two treasures, Anle is ready to replace.

Wu Kuishi placed Dali City and trained peerless generals.

The Wenqu monument is placed in Xiliang, because the third prince Wang Banshan built a new academy in Xiliang, which attracted scholars from all over the world to rush, and all the talents of the world gathered in Xiliang.

The original West Beam ...... It is the capital of the Demon Kingdom, where too many people have died, there are many unjust souls, and there are many dead spirits, ghosts, and evil spirits.

And Wang Banshan built the academy in Xiliang, intending to use the world's talent to wash away the evil spirit of the demon country.

Therefore, An Le felt that it was most appropriate for the Wenqu Monument to be placed in the West Beam.

Rumble!!!

Wenqu monument and Wukui stone are all spread out.

Above An Le's body, the silver rays were brilliant, and the third-order Supreme Treasure Void Armor directly covered the body, rising into the sky step by step, facing the peerless tribulation thunder that Yan Tongshu was entrapped.

The spine roared, the qi and blood rolled like a river and the sea, and the four mountains and rivers rushed out of the holes, turning into four streamers, which were combined into a map of mountains and rivers.

The power of the holy weapon is intertwined!

Of course, An Le also knows the horror of the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder, and with his Ten Realms and One Calamity cultivation, he may be able to block the power of the Tribulation Thunder, but he can't completely block it.

And the mountains and rivers of the society, An Le has actually been shown in the previous confrontation with Zhao Xianyou.

Uncle Yan Tong should have known, but he still extradited the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder to come, because he was sure that An Le could not fully exert the power of the holy weapon, and as long as the Tribulation Thunder could penetrate out, it would be impossible to stop it with a catastrophe cultivation!

Rumble!!!

One-third of the scrolls of mountains and rivers were covered by countless plasma, in which electricity intertwined and raged, constantly roaring and exploding.

Subsequently, the plasma penetrated through the Shejian map and penetrated through the four mountains and rivers.

In the plasma, Uncle Yan Tong's figure even emerged!

"Comfort !!"

Uncle Yan Tong was covered with the power of the Dao of Destiny, like a god walking out of the sea of thunder, his eyes burst with brilliant thunder, and he grabbed it with his bare hands, as if he had grabbed a spear.

His eyes are burning, killing Anle and stifling variables, then his destiny path will be complete, his own cultivation will also leap to the next level, and even the future cultivation path will be smooth, until he reaches the supreme in the world!

And the point of all this is in peace!

"Die!"

Uncle Yan Tong's killing intent reached an unprecedented height at this moment, and this was the wave of his most terrifying killing intent.

An Le's white clothes fluttered under the strong wind, and his body was already floating.

In the mud pill palace in his eyebrows, the primordial spirit competes for his eyes, the sun is shining, and his murderous intent is also extremely strong.

For this former No. 1 Mountain Master, although they used to be in the same door, the other party's obstruction on his cultivation path has never stopped.

At this moment, he even extradited the eleventh realm tribulation thunder to kill him for the first time in the ten realms.

What a grudge?

However, An Le didn't blame Uncle Yan Tong, because he knew that his existence blocked Uncle Yan Tong's way and blocked Uncle Yan Tong's avenue.

If Uncle Yan Tong wants to continue to become stronger, and if he wants to get out of the smooth road, he must kill An Le.

Anle is understandable.

But understanding is understanding, it doesn't mean that An Le will be captured, because if Uncle Yan wants to kill him, it is tantamount to strangling An Le's life and cutting off all An Le's future cultivation.

So, this can actually be seen as a Taoist dispute.

Dao Controversy...... It's not right or wrong.

Only, life and death!

An Le raised his hand and nodded at the center of his eyebrows.

Dao Fruit, all the power of the Dao Drink of the True Years of the Great Dao was released by Anle.

At this moment, An Le shows not the power of the avenue of space, but the power of the avenue of years......

The strongest force recognized even by the Holy Master!

It is as if I have seen a long river winding, in the long river, there are waves, and each wave reflects a variety of pictures, which are pictures of the past, and pictures across time and space.

There is a picture of the beginning of heaven and earth.

There is a picture of the supreme human race fighting with fierce beasts in ancient times.

There is a picture of the Terran leader taking the fire in the sky and changing the fate of the Terran.

There is also an era of hundreds of schools of thought, with many geniuses, great luck in the cultivation of the human race, and a picture of turbulence in the world.

There is also a picture of the emperor of the world raising his sword and pointing at the heavens from afar, and cutting down the sky against him!

These pictures are constantly circulating, misty into air currents, incomparably supernatural, incomparably magical.

An Le's flesh roared, and his flesh and blood were shaking, this was the first time he had used the power of the True Years Dao so unreservedly.

In the face of the tribulation thunder of the eleventh realm, An Le actually knew very well that if he fought hard, it would be difficult to resist this tribulation thunder, and it would even make the power of the thunder more and more powerful.

It can be said that Uncle Yan Tong at this moment is already a true Eleventh Realm Origin Venerable.

With the help of the power of the Thunder Tribulation, he completed the leap in the level.

If you survive this calamity, you will be able to complete the condensation of the origin and achieve detachment in strength!

And An Le completely squeezed out the power of the True Years Dao stored in the Dao Drink Dao Fruit, and even more than that, he also used a lot of the stored Time Qi, as well as the Purple Year Qi.

At this moment, An Le felt the strength of the expansion in his body, and the flesh and blood seemed to be a little unbearable, and he was about to be supported and burst, to be shattered, and to die.

However, above the physical body, there are ancient scriptures emerging, which are the ancestral scriptures of humanity, very ancient scriptures, golden scriptures all over Anle's body and internal organs, like a big net, encompassing and stabilizing Anle's flesh and blood, very tough, not to be shattered under the impact of energy.

And this is An Le's performance of doing his best, and it can be said that he has completely burst out of his strongest strength for the first time.

Didn't rely on the Treasure, didn't rely on the Hallows.

It is a simple and pure explosion of its own power.

This is the importance of the eleventh realm tribulation.

Even if he is as strong as Emperor Yuanmeng, when he crossed the eleventh realm catastrophe, he also suffered a heavy blow, and An Le did not dare to underestimate it.

Although he can kill the half-step origin now, what if he ...... If the boat capsizes in the gutter because of the thunderstorm, there will be nowhere to regret it!

Rumble!

The bamboo sword green mountain floated up, and was held in the hand by An Le, and the fierce power poured into this sword from the body, this tattered bamboo sword, at this moment, was still able to withstand the power of the real years of the Great Dao surging in An Le's body.

Even faintly, above the bamboo sword...... There was even a faint strange sword qi that An Le had never felt before.

Countless sword qi and sword lights are sweeping, rushing straight to the bull fight, straight into the sky!

The blood of the body is boiling, and the long river of the soul is setting off big waves!

Facing Uncle Yan Tong, who was close to his body and held a thunder spear to kill, An Le handed out a sword.

One sword yin, one sword yang!

It is the yin and yang void and real sword qi that he has just felt from the confrontation with the immortal Zhao Xianyou!

Rumble!

The sword wheel, which seemed to be a mixture of black and white, slowly rolled out, and slammed into the thunder spear that was shining with extreme light.

The collision of the sword and the spear is like the collision of the top two forces between heaven and earth!

Even if it was An Le, at this moment, I felt that my body was a little difficult to support, and I couldn't continue it, and my flesh and blood were broken and turned blood-red.

Because Anle's physical body cannot carry such a majestic power of the True Years Dao.

This is a trick to press the bottom of the box.

In order to forcefully kill the thunder, use it completely at this moment!

Thunder, silence......

Void and real sword energy, yin and yang are like wheels.

The thunder spear shattered inch by inch, and countless plasma seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and all of them disappeared into nothingness.

The anticipation and fanaticism on Uncle Yan Tong's face began to solidify, and then, disbelief appeared in his eyes, he didn't seem to expect that the result would be like this.

His flesh and blood began to crumble, and even the eleventh realm's tribulation thunder could not withstand this terrifying sword qi.

This is definitely not an ordinary sword qi!

"What kind of power is this?"

Uncle Yan Tong felt that his flesh and blood seemed to be rotting, as if he had undergone the changes of the years, and under a sword, he had been cut off from the vicissitudes of life.

Uncle Yan Tong stared at An Le and muttered.

An Le was covered in blood red, with strong black hair, but above his face, he was very calm.

"The power of time."

An Le said.

Let Uncle Yan Tong understand when he dies.

Everyone is a seeker, and Uncle Yan Tong wants to kill An Le, but it is just to strangle An Le, a person who is chaotic and cannot see through.

If it is someone else, it can confuse fate and mess up the future, and Uncle Yan Tong will also spare no effort to make a move.

Because this is a dispute.

Rumble!

The sword light gallops between the heaven and the earth, the virtual and real sword qi, the yin and yang sword wheel, such as cutting time, pushing the years!

Uncle Yan Tong's entire person disappeared above the sky, and the sword qi was like a gust of wind, blowing his bones into flying ashes, and disappeared in a gust of wind.

This sword is really amazing, and even amazed the whole world.

Ye Longsheng and Di Zang were dumbfounded and dumbfounded, and there was even fanaticism in their eyes.

With such strength, it should be enough to challenge Emperor Yuanmeng, right?!

Going north to cross the river and cut Yuan, perhaps...... Following Anle is the most hopeful time.

All the cultivators in Lin'an City were silent, and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably.

On the Flying Tiger Immortal Mountain, the half-step origin of the Buddha Earth Spirit Mountain Arhat was full of astonishment.

"What kind of monster is this? This sword ...... Under the three turns of the Immortal Monarch, I am afraid that they can be killed, monsters, what monsters! ”

"Such a demeanor, stunning and peerless, even when the Buddha was young, when the Lord of Heaven was in his prime, it was nothing more than that."

Outside the prison that has long been reduced to ruins.

The crown prince Zhao Shenyan collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, looking at the white-clothed young man in mid-air, like a god and demon, the fear in his heart was like a shadow covering the sky and the sun, completely covered.

"How so...... Mr...... How could it fail? ”

"This is the calamity of the eleventh realm, the eleventh realm! In today's world, are there eleven realms? This is the realm of legends! ”

Zhao Shenyan felt that his mentality was a little collapsed.

That's the difference between one thought of heaven and one thought of earth.

Uncle Yan Tong used the calamity of the eleventh realm, he originally thought that he was nine out of ten, but who would have thought that Anle was only in the realm of ten realms and one calamity, and he could easily block the thunderstorm, and even wipe out the power of the thunderstorm that fused with the power of the Great Dao of Destiny with a single sword!

It's ...... Amazing heaven and earth!

And all Zhao Shenyan's confidence, all expectations and hopes, were shattered in this sword, and completely dissipated with the annihilation of Uncle Yan Tong's ashes.

Is this kind of monster something that he Zhao Shenyan can deal with?

In the Tianxuan Hall of the Imperial City of Lin'an.

The son of the Zhao family fell on the dragon chair like a puddle of mud.

Even if he continued Shouyuan, he didn't have any joy, and what he had was just endless horror.

If An Le wants to kill all the living beings in Lin'an today, he will kill him, the son of the Zhao family......

I'm afraid it's easy to do.

However, the only hope of the Emperor of the Zhao family is that the Heavenly Immortal will not let him die so easily, because his existence itself represents the national fortune of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

If he dies, the fortunes of the country will collapse, and the Ascension Immortal Land will naturally collapse and collapse.

Perhaps, this is the only comfort for Zhao Tianyan, the son of the Zhao family.

In the peach blossom courtyard.

The petals are flying.

Zhao Xianyou raised his hand and picked up a peach blossom that was falling and fluttered, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Such a sword ......"

"In the process of fighting with me, this son actually retained his strength......"

Zhao Xianyou muttered.

With such a powerful virtual and real sword, even if it was the reincarnation of him, the True Martial Emperor, it would be difficult to resist it.

It is necessary to use the power of real force.

"In the world, there are monsters...... The Immortal Ascension Plan, can it really succeed easily? ”

At this moment, Zhao Xianyou was also a little dazed.

……

……

Rumble!!!

The terrifying aura is still permeating and intertwining, suppressing everyone's hearts, and the entire Lin'an is as if facing a catastrophe of annihilation.

Black clouds hung in the air, and countless thunder plasma rolled in them, roaring like an angry dragon.

However, with the death of Uncle Yan Tong, the strong man who extradited the thunder, this catastrophe ended without a hitch and began to slowly disperse.

And for An Le, a second kill ended this battle.

This first eleventh realm calamity, counted as his one, unconsciously passed the eleven realms calamity in a different way.

"However, this is not my Eleventh Realm Tribulation, my Eleventh Realm Tribulation...... It's definitely more terrifying than that. ”

An Le was covered in heat, as if an oven was burning, releasing a blazing heat wave.

Between every inch of flesh and blood in his body, there is thunder intertwined and entangled.

However, with Uncle Yan Tong being killed by him, this powerhouse who had officially crossed over to the realm of the Eleventh Realm Origin Venerable was killed by An Le...... Naturally, it is determined that Anle crosses the border and kills the enemy.

And it is a genuine, real sword and real gun to kill the heyday of the Eleventh Realm Origin Venerable.

The majestic Origin Pure Qi feedback swept and surged like a great river Jedi.

[Fearless Heart] The Origin Pure Qi fed back by the Dao Fruit is incomparably pure and true, and the original An Le once guessed that this Origin Pure Qi was the Supreme Origin.

But later, I found that this origin of pure qi may be directly taken from the origin of heaven and earth itself, and the meaning is extraordinary.

Boom Boom!

Circles of qi began to expand and expand around An Le's body.

An Le was dressed in white, standing in the air, his eyes slightly closed.

The origin breath flowed, frantically pouring into the limbs and bones, as well as the mental space, nourishing and repairing some of the wounds on An Le's body, and after repair, the shattered thunder power flowed like silk, tempering An Le's body.

The internal organs were shining, and the scriptures of the Humane Ancestral Sutra flashed with golden light, as if they were alive, madly intertwined on the surface of An Le's physical body, as if they were squirming, and An Le's perception of the Humane Ancestral Sutra seemed to rise rapidly at this moment.

The third ancient verse came to his mind, and he worked silently.

Rumble!!!

Finally, under the blessing of the Origin Pure Qi feedback of the Fearless Heart Dao Fruit, An Le's physical body broke the shackles and jumped directly from the late stage of the Ten Realms and One Tribulation to the physical body level comparable to the Ten Realms and Two Calamities.

And the long river of the soul is also transforming, rolling huge waves, and the power of the mind seems to have been tempered by thousands of tempers and has become extremely condensed!

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a terrifying storm sweeping in.

Presenting seven colors, very gorgeous, but incomparably cold, so that every cultivator in Lin'an City felt frozen in their hearts and faced death.

It is like the wind that blows their souls away.

"Ten realms and two calamities, the wind of seven colors breaking the gods!"

On the Flying Tiger Immortal Mountain, the Buddha Arhat stared, as a half-step origin level powerhouse, he could naturally easily recognize the calamity An Le was facing at the moment.

The fire of Nirvana, the wind that breaks the gods, the thunder of annihilation!

These are the three calamities that cultivators of the Ten Realms need to face, and each time they survive one calamity, their strength will be greatly improved.

Finally, if you impact the Eleventh Realm Tribulation Thunder, you can ascend to the Eleventh Realm and achieve the Venerable of the World, the Heavenly Immortal Monarch!

"Is this going through the second plague?"

"But here...... It's Lin'an, it's the land of ascending immortals...... An Le is actually so grandiose here? ”

The half-step origin Arhat of Buddha Earth Spirit Mountain suddenly appeared on his face.

There is also a sense of grievance.

He felt humiliated and ignored.

He was in peace and dignity, and he undoubtedly did not take his half-step origin in his eyes, and felt that he could not pose any threat.

What a humiliation!

"Amitabha, the Buddha said, to be an adult, this son is amazing and peerless, and he overwhelms the eleven realms of the catastrophe, and breaks the ten realms and two disasters...... He deserved it. ”

"I am compassionate."

On the Flying Tiger Immortal Mountain, Arhat murmured, then folded his palms, lowered his eyes, and closed his eyes.

Out of sight is out of sight.

If you want to be humiliated at ease, then be humiliated.

The seven-colored god-breaking wind swept away, how terrifying...... It is the strongest of the two calamities to break the god.

Just like the Nirvana Heavenly Immortal Fire that An Le once faced, the Colorful Divine Wind is the power of the same level as the Nirvana Heavenly Immortal Fire!

In the mental space, the long river of peace and soul roared, and the long river of the second-order soul was extremely powerful, allowing the wind of the seven-colored god-breaking wind to blow, and the big waves on the river surface, under the washing of the seven-colored god-breaking wind, it became more and more tenacious, and it was not broken.

The Long River of Mind has even become more powerful because of this, and has even achieved a leap in the level, and has begun to approach the Long River of the Third Order!

Of course, it is obviously impossible to rush to the third-order soul river in one go, An Le estimates that if he wants to make the soul river transform and reach the third-order level, he may want to complete the ten realms and three calamities, or ...... It is only possible to truly set foot in the eleventh realm.

However, at this moment, to put it mildly, with extremely strong spiritual power, through the wind of the two calamities and the colorful god-breaking, Anle's mind became stronger, and the soul was transformed as a result.

In the Dao Fruit space, every Dao Fruit of the years seems to be agitated by the transformed soul at this moment, thus achieving a slight improvement in the rank of Dao Fruit.

After the Daoguo space, the years are flowing like a stream.

The Dao Drink Dao Fruit, which was originally squeezed dry, was like a giant whale drinking wildly, absorbing and condensing the majestic power of the True Years Dao and storing it in it, and blooming in the Dao Fruit space.

The Ancestral Sword Spirit was almost cheering excitedly, hovering around the Dao Drink Dao Fruit like joy.

Secretly pick up some of the overflowing power of the True Years Dao......

This kind of secretly obtained power of the Great Dao of the real years...... It simply made the ancestral sword spirit too satisfied, almost sinking, it was completely inseparable from Anle.

At this moment, An Le sat cross-legged above the broken Lin'an prison.

The aura on his body began to revive from the weakness that had erupted in terror at the time of the confrontation......

Outside-in, inside-out.

An unprecedented, perceptible drastic transformation of the body and mind is quietly and silently.

The breath of recovery has changed from weak to vigorous, from subtle to vigorous.

Until the end, in the perception of all practitioners in Lin'an, there is no longer any concealment, and it is condensed and vast.

Like the abyss, like the sea, like the sun!

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