"My sword?"

An Le was slightly stunned, and there were some doubts in his heart because of the words of the ancestral sword and sword spirit.

"Which sword?"

An Le asked.

There are quite a lot of swords in his hand, bamboo swords, green mountains, vermilion swords, and soft light swords, these are all treasure-level sword weapons, if you count them again, the long river of the soul can also be turned into a sword of the soul when necessary.

But An Le knew that the Vermilion Bird Sword and the Soft Light Sword should not be the swords mentioned in the mouth of the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit.

The sword qi around the ancestral sword spirit lingered, bathed in the power of the Great Dao of the real years, very leisurely, and the power of its own sword weapon was also constantly rising.

It seems that there is some scoffing at the question of comfort.

"What other sword can you have?"

"The two swords of yours hidden in the five internal organs are not even third-order supreme treasures...... Worthy of sealing such a holy rank array, is it worthy? ”

There was a slight disdainful smile in the voice of the little girl of the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit, which was disdain for the Vermilion Bird Sword and the Soft Light Sword.

The two supreme sword weapons, in its eyes, are just like that.

The third-order supreme sword weapon may also give it a high look, and the second-order supreme sword weapon ......

I don't even look at it.

"That's the Bamboo Sword Castle?"

An Le took a deep breath and said.

Bamboo Sword Castle Peak ...... It is his personal sword, what Zhao Huangting inherited to him, is the sword weapon that has accompanied him from weak all the way to the current strong, standing at the pinnacle of the world.

Maybe there is no domineering sword weapon, no sharpness of real sword weapon, but in An Le's heart, the meaning is greater than the sword itself.

"Of course."

"Your bamboo sword is still very good, it seems that you are quite good at picking the sword master, and I chose you when you were weak."

Ancestral Sword Spirit said with a smile.

For Zhujian Qingshan, he is obviously not so disdainful and frivolous, and seems to have a little appreciation.

"Do you want to use a bamboo sword?"

When An Le heard the news, he was still a little stunned.

"This sword means a lot to me, it was given by an elder and inherited his will."

An Le said softly.

"Normal, every sword cultivator will have special feelings for their own saber, it is difficult to give up, it is normal."

"However, the sword never goes through a generation of masters, there is no immortality in this world, only the sword can be eternal."

"The bamboo sword in your hand has also gone through more than one generation of sword masters, hasn't it?"

Ancestral Sword Spirit said.

"Now, if you want to seal the Holy Rank Great Array, the only way to do so is to sacrifice this sword, of course, to say sacrifice...... In fact, it's not really to destroy this sword, this sword rank is still not low, although it is not as good as me, but it will not be easily destroyed. ”

"It's just used to seal the formation, and this sword needs to be suppressed within the big array, as a thing to seal."

When An Le heard this, his heart was relieved.

It's not good to destroy the bamboo sword Qingshan, if you really want to destroy this sword, An Le will really be a little entangled and melancholy.

On the one hand, the world is the world, and on the other hand, it has witnessed his growth and accompanied him from weak to powerful swords.

There is always a dilemma.

However, An Le was a little curious, he knew that the bamboo sword Qingshan was very mysterious and powerful, and the Holy Master had also said that the origin of this sword was extraordinary.

A thousand tears of spotted bamboo, and a hundred heavy clothes of red glow.

The material of the bamboo sword and green mountain is special, and it has been contaminated with the meaning of the emperor.

But, more concretely, happiness is unknowable.

"Senior, do you know the origin of this bamboo sword in my hand? I can't see the rank of this bamboo sword, it has the toughness that is not weaker than the treasure, and it is very sharp, but it does not have the light and breath of the treasure. ”

An Le expressed the doubts in his heart and asked.

Hearing this, the Ancestral Sword Spirit was silent for a moment, and it seemed that he was not very willing to tell the secret.

However, thinking of the power of the true years of Anle's repeated filial piety, I have a good conscience.

The Ancestral Sword Spirit still spoke.

"Why do I say that only by sacrificing this sword of yours can I seal the Holy Rank Immortal Array...... Don't look at this bamboo sword is quite tattered, but it is the sword of the emperor. ”

"It's true that the emperor's intention has been contaminated, but this sword itself is unusual."

"You know that I am the ancestral sword of the heavens, but do you know that the human sword and the netherworld actually have a sword, called the ancestral sword."

"The Ancestral Sword of the World, the Ancestral Sword of the Netherworld...... They are slightly inferior to me in rank and rank, and have been suppressed by me, but they are indeed the likes of the Ancestral Sword. ”

The Ancestral Sword Spirit reluctantly opened his mouth and revealed a great secret.

"In the Heavenly Calendar, there was a turbulent battle of the Three Realms ten thousand years ago, and that battle ...... When it comes to the three swords, the Three Realms Supreme Powers clashed because of this, and the human sword collapsed with the fall of the human emperor, leaving only the remnant sword ......"

"The Netherworld Ancestral Sword was suppressed by me with the sleep of the Netherworld Lord, and there will be no time to see the light of day."

"The bamboo sword in your hand is the remnant of the ancestral sword of the world, and it is the sword of the emperor of the world."

"Therefore, only then can we be qualified to suppress the Sealing Saint Rank Formation, and it is possible to do the impossible."

The Heavenly Ancestor Sword Spirit sighed.

An Le listened dumbfounded, thousands of years ago, it was placed in the world, but it was millions of years ago......

Just thinking about it, you can feel the thick atmosphere of the history of the years.

At that time, in the world, there was actually an emperor who could hold the ancestral sword in the world, and he could compete with the top powerhouses in the heavens?

"The Three Realms were balanced at the beginning, and even the speed of the years was balanced...... It's just that the years are long, and they will never remain the same, there will always be ups and downs, and the long river will also be restless, and there will be waves from time to time. ”

"The invasion of the Holy Demon is actually a very key reason for breaking the balance of the Three Realms."

Shangcang Ancestral Sword said.

However, he didn't go into too much detail, although the invasion of the Holy Demon was the main factor in breaking the balance, there must be many important secrets in it that were not well known.

"The bamboo sword in your hand, although it is already a broken sword, but you are the sword master, and under the blurring of your breath, it has recovered a lot, and there is a vague emergence of the sword intent of the former emperor."

"Even if it's just a trace of the emperor's breath, it's enough, it's more than enough to suppress a holy rank array." Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit said it very easily.

However, An Le took a deep breath and understood the difficulty.

However, he still had a doubt, and couldn't help but ask: "Senior, the emperor...... What is the realm? ”

The Ancestral Sword Spirit looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

"The younger generation's cultivation is very short, and their qualifications are shallow, so they accidentally arrived in the eleventh realm today, and they haven't studied much about the higher realms." An Le smiled awkwardly.

If Zu Jian had eyes at this moment, he would definitely roll his eyes.

Can you pretend to be forced with a sword with it?

"The Emperor...... In the heavens, the twelve realms are the immortal kings, the emperors...... For those who have touched the bottleneck of the Thirteen Realms in the Thirteen Realms Extreme Realm. ”

"Today's Three Realms...... The emperor is basically invisible. ”

In the voice of the little girl of the Shangcang Ancestral Sword, there was a little emotion and sigh.

Hearing this, An Le's heart shook slightly.

The Emperor...... Only the best of the thirteen realms can be called the emperor!

According to the meaning of the sword spirit, the controllers of those top forces in the heavens, such as the Lord of Heavenly Court, the True Martial Emperor of Penglai Immortal Island, and the Ancestral Dragon of Ancestral Dragon Island...... None of them can be called emperors!

They haven't reached the end of the limit yet!

That holy teacher...... Is it the emperor?

An Le didn't know that this question ...... The Ancestral Sword Spirit didn't answer immediately, if he wanted to know, An Le Xing might have to ask himself.

But maybe not, because the ancestral sword spirit said that in the Three Realms now, there is no longer an emperor.

"Holy Master...... He can't be called a emperor. ”

The Ancestral Sword Spirit pondered for a moment and replied.

This answer, which is not an answer, has a bit of a riddle nature, and An Le thought about it, so he stopped thinking about it.

"An Le, do you still want to seal this Holy Rank Formation?"

"The price is ...... Your sword! This is the Emperor's Sword, although it is only a remnant sword now, but your physique is special, one day, you can slowly revive this sword and become the real Emperor's Sword! ”

"Would you still like it?"

The Heavenly Ancestor Sword Spirit asked in a deep voice.

The sword of the emperor, hold it, and in the future, you may have the opportunity to master the real sword of the emperor, overlook the world, and win the Three Realms.

But......

If in order to save the current world and suppress the Ascension Immortal Land, then you need to use this sword as a sealing thing to seal the Holy Rank Formation......

Is it worth it?

An Le fell silent.

Many images flashed before his eyes.

He thought of Lin'an, Jinguancheng, and Jiangling Mansion......

Those pictures of mountains and rivers in the world, like watching the flowers and flowers, appeared in his mind one by one.

The mountains and rivers are gorgeous and very beautiful.

If you give up on the world, the future world ...... It may become a place of enslavement in the Ascension Immortal Land, and the Ascension Immortal Land may feed back to the world in a short time, making the aura of the world gradually richer, but slowly the origin of the world will become weaker and weaker because of the interference of the Heavenly Origin in the Ascension Immortal Land.

In the end, the cultivation of the human world dried up again, but the heavenly ascended immortal land became a high immortal land, overlooking the human world.

It is definitely not a good thing that the heavens and the world have a bridge such as ascending to the immortal land, and there is no barrier.

An Le took a deep breath, his gaze gradually becoming firm.

Looking at the ancestral sword spirit, he spit out a word.

"Seal!"

……

……

Over Lin'an City.

The peach blossom tree swayed its body, and its strong mental power flickered like starlight, misty above Lin'an.

Zhao Xianyou's Yuan Shen was safe and sound, and he was slashed by An Le's sword again and again, and finally he was born from the peach tree unharmed, immortal and indestructible!

Peach trees, rooted in the void, connected to the entire Ascension Immortal Land, a strong formation that makes people's souls tremble, just like this, is covered like a curtain, making people desperate.

Holy Rank Immortal Array!

On the tower of Lin'an City, King Kunpeng, Dragon Monarch of the North Sea and East China Sea, and other powerhouses of the eleven realms, their eyes all showed unwillingness!

They didn't expect that even if An Le defeated Zhao Xianyou, he would still not be able to break through the heavenly plan of ascending to the Immortal Land.

In order to ascend to the immortal land, Shangcang was actually willing to go to great lengths to arrange a holy rank formation!

The arrangement of the formation requires resources and a price, not that the arrangement is arranged, the heavens can arrange the holy rank formation in order to ascend to the immortal land, and the resources paid are absolutely massive, and it may be enough to cultivate an immortal king!

However, such a resource is actually just to maintain the continued development of the Ascending Immortal Land in the human world!

At this moment, the cultivators in the human world all realized the importance that the cultivators of the heavens attached to the ascending immortal land.

Zhao Xianyou's Yuan Shen is almost immortal, and if he can't break through the Holy Rank Formation, he can't wipe out Zhao Xianyou's Yuan Shen and expel the Ascension Immortal Land, so this attack on Lin'an ...... It can also be considered that it is a disease failure.

What if Da Zhao is really destroyed?

If the Ascending Immortal Land is stabilized, it can extradite more Shangcang Immortals into the world, don't talk about a big Zhao, in the future, if the Shangcang Immortals want to support a few big Zhao in the world!

The gloom was like a black cloud, enveloping everyone's hearts.

Lu Yishan, Ye Longsheng, Li You'an and others were all staring at An Le, looking at the continuous killing of Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit, but Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit was repeatedly born from the peach tree, immortal and indestructible......

I don't know what An Le will think at this moment.

Abandon...... Still is...... Go on?

However, if he continues, he still can't kill Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit.

And An Le's incomparably powerful sword qi before, I'm afraid he won't be able to cut a few swords.

Maybe a thousand swords and thousands of swords can wear out Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit and make it impossible to revive it, but ...... In a state of peace, can you really cut out a thousand swords?

With such a terrifying sword aura, it was already extremely difficult to slash out with a sword.

The consumption of spirit and spirit must be very great!

Suddenly.

Everyone's eyes froze.

When they saw An Le moving, they still raised the tattered bamboo sword in their hands......

This means that An Le still hasn't given up, and still plans to do something to Zhao Xianyou, and he won't stop if he doesn't kill Zhao Xianyou's original god!

The peach blossom tree is swaying in the breeze, and the petals of peach blossoms are withering, bearing peaches, and among the pink peaches, it is like a silkworm cocoon, containing a piece of primordial spirit.

As if you are swearing to An Le, who is still holding a sword, you continue to slash, and as many primordial gods as you kill, you can give birth to as many primordial gods.

Holy Rank Formation...... In the world, it is invincible and indestructible!

Heaven and earth are silent.

Only a gentle breeze that is not dry blows slowly.

Zhao Xianyou's Yuan Shen sat cross-legged, the brilliance was shining, and the Yuan Shen light rain continued to give birth behind him, like a rainbow swept away.

He looked at An Le calmly.

"Your sword is sharp, but the Holy Rank Formation ...... Can it be broken? ”

Zhao Xianyou opened his mouth and asked An Le.

Although it was an inquiry, it seemed to be talking to An Le in an affirmative tone, and he could be sure that although An Le's sword was extremely powerful and could easily slash the power, it might have touched the level of the Immortal King.

However, if you want to break through the Holy Rank Formation, it is absolutely impossible.

Touching the level of the Immortal King, but it is not the real Immortal King level, even if the holy weapon is used, An Le cannot fully exert the power of the holy weapon, and he will not be able to break the formation!

So, it's a dead question.

For Anle, it is impossible to think of an answer!

Listening to Zhao Xianyou's inquiry, An Le shook his head very sincerely: "It can't be broken." ”

It's true.

The Holy Rank Formation, he really can't break it, even if he has the long river of years, even if he has the ancestral sword spirit in his hands......

It's still unbreakable.

He personally asked the Ancestral Sword Spirit, and even offered to the power of the Fifty True Years Dao, but the Ancestral Sword and Sword Spirit still said that it couldn't be broken, and it would definitely not be broken.

But...... The following words, An Le did not say.

He can't break it, but he can seal it!

In the light of his eyes, a light suddenly emerged.

In the Dao Fruit space, a sword light seemed to rush out from the depths of the endless pitch-black void.

Spread into the bamboo sword green mountain.

The dust on this tattered bamboo sword was suddenly washed away, the bamboo spots disappeared, it was completely new, and even burst out with extreme sharpness! Swallowing a sharp sword aura!

It's like a sword weapon that lacks a soul, and at this moment, it suddenly has a soul!

An Le knew that this was the reason why the Shangcang Ancestral Sword Spirit poured into the Bamboo Sword Qingshan, and at this moment, it was no longer him Anle who controlled the Bamboo Sword Qingshan, but the Shangcang Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit!

"What a broken ......"

The voice of the Ancestral Sword Spirit's disgust came from the bamboo sword green mountain, pouring into An Le's mind.

An Le could not say anything.

The bamboo sword Qingshan itself is a broken sword, but it is also normal to be broken......

"But fortunately, because of the cultivation of your physique and the remnants of the emperor's will, you have really recovered somewhat...... Barely enough. The voice of the Ancestral Sword Spirit came.

"In that case...... Let's get started. ”

An Le took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the bamboo sword and green mountain, with a little reluctance.

This bamboo sword, which has been with him for a long time, may want to temporarily part with him at this moment.

An Le believed that it was temporary, and when he cultivated enough to break through the Holy Rank Formation, he would use his own strength to retrieve the Bamboo Sword Qingshan!

"Good!"

The ancestral sword spirit is also unwilling to stay in the bamboo sword green mountain for long, this is not its body after all, if it is not An Le becoming its sword master, it may not be able to enter the bamboo sword green mountain.

The aura of his own ancestral sword will completely destroy and destroy the bamboo sword Qingshan, so that this broken emperor's sword will be completely destroyed.

Airplanes......

A dull humming sound emanated from the bamboo sword.

It can be seen with the naked eye that there seems to be dense vibrations on the surface of the bamboo sword, making the space ripple with layers of ripples!

Between heaven and earth, dense sword qi was born, and at this moment, the bamboo sword Qingshan held by An Le seemed to have become a bright star, blooming with extremely dazzling light!

The light became more and more vigorous, and in the end, even the powerhouses of the Eleventh Realm could not look directly at this brilliance, and couldn't help but shift their gaze and turn their heads!

Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit was under the peach tree, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and he was sheltered by the Holy Rank Formation, and he didn't think that An Le could break the formation.

It is precisely because of his confidence in the Holy Rank Formation that he is at ease.

"An Le, give up, you can't break the formation, and you can't hinder the existence of the Ascending Immortal Land in the world."

Zhao Xianyou couldn't help but sigh when he looked at An Le, who still hadn't given up and seemed to be about to cut out a sword.

Why is this man so stubborn?!

"I promise you, the land of ascending immortals is in the world, and the cultivators of the heavens are in the world, and they will not interfere too much in the affairs of the world, will not interfere in the change of dynasty, and will not interfere in the cultivation of cultivators in the world......"

Zhao Xianyou said in a deep voice.

At this moment, he represents the True Martial Emperor, and the words he says naturally have weight.

This can be regarded as Zhao Xianyou's relief.

However, in fact, Zhao Xianyou didn't really care about these conditions, he needed to open the Immortal Land in the human world to realize the alternative immortality of the Heavenly Cultivators.

Immortality is the key, and everything else is not important to the Ascending Immortal Land.

An Le shook his head: "You know, the greatest impact of the Ascension Immortal Land on the human world is not so......"

"It is the influence on the origin of the human world, the ascension of the immortal land exists in the human world, and it will restore the cultivation of the human world in a short time, but with the passage of time, the heavenly origin contained in the ascension of the immortal land will absorb the power of the human origin......"

If you are happy, it is like a morning bell at dusk.

Whether or not to open the Ascension Land.

What is ...... about? It is not only about the future of human cultivators, but also about the rise and fall of the origin of a realm!

Zhao Xianyou didn't refute it, because this was something that could really happen.

As An Le sets foot in the realm of the Origin, he sees more and more things, and he will learn more and more about the Origin.

"These shouldn't be your concerns, the Holy Master will...... Nowadays, the opening of the Ascension Immortal Land is at least ...... It can quickly help the recovery of human practice, this is ...... Even the Holy Master acquiesces. ”

Zhao Xianyou's eyes were scorching, and he looked directly at the dazzling sword light, as if he saw An Le holding the sword, and said solemnly.

An Le slowly raised his sword, at this moment, he only felt that the bamboo sword in his hand, which should have been like an arm, had become extremely heavy, and waving the sword weapon was like waving a mountain.

"The Holy Master has the thoughts of the Holy Master, but I ...... It is also my persistence. ”

An Le said softly.

Zhao Xianyou was stunned.

I didn't expect to hear such a statement from An Le's mouth.

For a while, Zhao Xianyou's heart couldn't help but throb a little, and he found ...... Anle has no fear, no fear of anyone.

Even the Holy Master, who is known as the last guardian of the world, is also fearless, and has his own persistence and philosophy.

Zhao Xianyou shook his head, I have to say that his appreciation for An Le is getting stronger and stronger.

It's a pity that An Le is a cultivator in the world, if An Le is a cultivator of Penglai Immortal Island, he is even willing to exhaust the resources of Penglai Immortal Island to support An Le.

"You can't break the Holy Rank Formation, how can you persevere?"

Zhao Xianyou sighed.

Endless sword light, as bright as the sun, An Le held the bamboo sword Qingshan, gently let go of his hand, and pushed his palm on the hilt of the sword, and suddenly the scorching sun of the bamboo sword Qingshan floated towards the peach blossom courtyard......

A terrible sword.

At this moment, even Zhao Xianyou couldn't help but tremble in his heart and felt a great terror.

It seems that this sword contains a power that is enough to destroy the world and enough to burn the entire Penglai Immortal Island!

This power...... Zhao Xianyou, the extreme powerhouse, couldn't help but be shaken.

"The power of the emperor?"

Zhao Xianyou's eyes shrank.

Carefully stared at the bamboo sword green mountain that was out of Anle's grasp and slowly floated towards the Peach Blossom Courtyard......

"The Emperor's Sword? The sword of the emperor of the world? ”

Zhao Xianyou took a deep breath.

The Ancestral Sword of the Heavens, the Ancestral Sword of the World, the Ancestral Sword of the Netherworld...... There are three ancestral swords in the Three Realms, which are naturally difficult for ordinary cultivators to know, but how can they not know the reincarnation of an extreme powerhouse like Zhao Xianyou?

The tattered bamboo sword in An Le's hand ...... It's actually the ancestral sword of the world? ”

"No...... According to the classics, the ancestral sword of the world has long been destroyed, and the tattered bamboo sword in An Le's hand cannot be the real ancestral sword of the world, probably ...... Just a broken sword! ”

"This royal breath, maybe...... It's just a trace of the emperor's intent left in the remnant sword! ”

"Bluffing!"

Zhao Xianyou's heart gradually settled.

Even if it is so powerful, it can kill him, but it can't prevent him from resurrecting, his primordial spirit will not be destroyed, and the immortal land will not be broken!

However, Zhao Xianyou's body suddenly shook.

His eyes shrank, as if he had thought of something.

He raised his head suddenly, looked over the bamboo sword, and saw the white-clothed Shengxue behind the sword, standing quietly and peacefully.

An Le sat cross-legged in the air, and in the mud pill palace in the center of his eyebrows, there was a divine light surging, and it seemed that there was a long river of souls.

Then, a primordial spirit leaped out of it.

A flash of sword light burst out from the bamboo sword, swept through An Le's Yuan Shen, cut off a wisp of Yuan Shen, and An Le's beheaded Yuan Shen merged into the bamboo sword.

An Le's palms are raised, and the upper and lower palms are overlapped and parallel.

Slowly open and close up and down, and push forward.

Suddenly, the bamboo sword turned into two, two into four, and four into eight......

Finally, it is dense and covered with peach blossom courtyards!

Buzz Buzz......

The tip of the sword is pointing downward, sealing every corner of the void!

Zhao Xianyou raised his head, his Yuan Shen hair was flying, and the loose clothes on his body were flying under the fierce sword qi.

He took a deep breath......

This posture ......

It seems that it is setting up a formation!

An Le's posture is not trying to break the formation at all!

Instead, it's going to be sealed!

I plan to seal the Holy Rank Immortal Array!

"The Emperor's Meaning...... The Ancestral Sword ...... of the World"

"It is indeed qualified to seal the Holy Rank Formation!"

Zhao Xianyou's heart jumped, and he thought of the purpose of comfort, but ...... But he was powerless to stop it.

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, in the green mountains of each bamboo sword, there was a majestic will permeating out, and finally, in the sky above the Peach Blossom Courtyard, it condensed into a huge, giant-like phantom.

That's the Emperor's Phantom!

The emperor who once ruled the world!

Although it is only a wisp of the emperor's breath after a long time.

However, in this world, it is as if the whole world has been revived.

An Le's face was pale, and the price he paid to seal the Holy Rank Formation was not small!

paid the price of the bamboo sword Qingshan, Qingshan is his sword, colluding with his mind, sealing the Holy Rank Formation, it is impossible for An Le not to give up the power of the Yuan Shen who controls the bamboo sword Qing Mountain, so he has to cut off the Yuan Shen......

At this moment, An Le, who was pale, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the emperor's meaning extracted from the bamboo sword and green mountain.

The figure that stood up to the sky, although it was only a glimpse of the will and breath, was so powerful that it was unbelievable.

It seems that in a single thought, heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and everything in the world are moved by it!

He is the true Lord of the earth!

Euthanasia staring, not out of awe......

It's because of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

He stared at the vast phantom, and ...... on it I saw a wisp of purple and gold of time.

The years were shaky and incomparably thick.

An Le's traumatized mind was pulled with all his might, wanting to absorb this wisp of purple-gold from the emperor's body of the years!

It's not an easy task!

The original god was injured, coupled with the powerful aura of the emperor.

It is not easy for An Le to pull this wisp of purple and golden years.

Fortunately, this was just a wisp of the emperor's intention remaining in the bamboo sword, and An Le finally pulled down the purple-golden age qi from the phantom with great difficulty and incorporated it into the Dao Fruit space.

In an instant, within the Dao Fruit space, it was full of purple!

A trace of blood escaped from the corner of Anle's lips.

However, there was a hearty smile on his face.

The breath of time absorbed from the emperor's body...... Maybe it will give him a glimpse of another glorious era on earth!

The other side.

The phantom of the emperor appeared, and countless sword weapons overlapped and turned into an incomparably huge ancient sword weapon, the emperor held the sword, and the tip of the sword touched the ground.

Bang stab!

Rumble!

Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit was shocked, and the blood of the primordial god sprayed out of his mouth and nose, and his heart was shocked!

"No, the Ascending Immortal Land can't be destroyed like this!"

"The plan of the heavens must not be destroyed like this!"

Zhao Xianyou's eyes showed a deep, powerful, and majestic brilliance of will.

That is the will of the true martial emperor of Penglai Immortal Island is about to descend, completely occupy the primordial god, and then resist and destroy this imperial will, and destroy An Le's seal on the Holy Rank Formation!

An Le's complexion changed slightly.

He raised his head, and could see that the whirlpool behind the Ascension Immortal Land was constantly turning, hooking up with the heavens, and it seemed that there was a terrifying existence, wanting to cross the border!

An Le took a deep breath, he already had no hole cards.

If the True Martial Emperor really intervened across the border, the plan to seal the Immortal Land would really fail.

Suddenly, the whirlpool behind the ascending immortal land that hooked the heavens suddenly dissipated.

An Le was stunned and looked sharply in the direction of Zhao Xianyou.

But he saw that Zhao Xianyou covered his cheeks, raised his head suddenly, and his hair was flying.

"You dare to influence me at this time?!"

Zhao Xianyou roared.

And after Zhao Xianyou's primordial spirit, an ethereal, not very powerful primordial god phantom appeared, smiling.

An Le's complexion suddenly became complicated.

"Zhao Jiu."

Zhao Jiu, who once drank a pot of old rice wine with him.

"What's not to dare?"

"That's what I've been waiting for."

Zhao Jiu no longer paid attention to Zhao Xianyou, his clothes were flying, his clothes were open, his hair was hanging down, and he was full of bohemianism, just like when he first saw him.

He smiled at the corner of his lips, looked at An Le, and clenched his fists: "Brother An, long time no see." ”

An Le also got up and hugged his fists in return: "Brother Zhao Jiu." ”

Heaven and earth are calm and silent, only the picture of two people making a salute seems to engrave history and remember it in the years.

"Zhao Xianyou wants to use his own Yuan Shen as a guide to attract Zhenwu to come across the border and break Brother An's sealing technique."

"However, if I break away from his primordial god, making his primordial god incomplete, Zhao Xianyou will not be able to guide him, and the emperor will not be able to cross the border for the time being."

"Brother An's sealing technique, you can rest assured."

Zhao Jiu said with a smile, chic and uninhibited.

"You're crazy! Detached from the primordial gods, you are a lonely soul without an owner, and you will eventually flow into the netherworld, fall into the netherworld forever, and it will be difficult to cross the other side, and there will be no time to see the light of day again! ”

Zhao Xianyou Yuanshen was beheaded, and at this moment, his eyes looked at Zhao Jiu coldly.

He didn't expect that Zhao Jiu, who had been suppressed for so long, would actually attack at this moment.

He thought that Zhao Jiu had accepted his fate, and in the end, his will was completely erased and he became one with his Yuan Shen.

Zhao Jiu did not answer Zhao Xianyou.

Just looked at An Le: "Made a gesture of drinking." ”

"After drinking a cup of red dust wine, I am infected with the fireworks of the world, and I, Zhao Jiu, am a guest in the world after all!"

"It's not in vain to go through the world."

"This can be regarded as an insignificant Zhao Jiu, a little thing that the white horse has done for the world."

After Zhao Jiu finished speaking, he laughed.

His body became more and more blurred.

But he smiled freely and relievedly.

An Le seemed to see the appearance of the once chic and uninhibited Hongchen cyclamen.

When An Le heard this, he smiled himself: "Brother Zhao Jiu rest assured, no matter how deep the shadow is, one day I will bring back Brother Jiu, there are countless red dust wines in the world, you and I will drink them one by one." ”

Zhao Jiu's hair was flying, he smiled freely, turned around, and his body dissipated.

Only the sound of laughter echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"Whatever it takes."

Whatever happens.

If there is a fate, you and I will drink again.

This is what Zhao Jiu meant.

An Le's eyes are shining, make a gesture, and send it to a friend.

Meanwhile.

The bamboo sword and green mountain fell with a bang, and cut into the peach blossom courtyard, and every peach blossom was chopped, constantly changing between destruction and rebirth.

The entire Ascending Immortal Land roared, and the huge formation was running, trying to break free from the seal.

But in the end, under the will of the emperor and the manipulation of the ancestral sword spirit, he slowly reined in his breath after all.

The range of the Ascension Land began to converge, and then converged......

At last.

Turned into a falling star point of light, like Zhao Xianyou's deep gaze, fell into the Flying Tiger Mountain, and spread into the belly of the mountain.

A tattered bamboo sword swayed and fell.

Inserted on the top of Feihu Mountain, the sword body swayed gently in the wind.

Slowly, he was entangled between sword qi and immortal qi......

The shadow of the sword gradually blurred.

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