Thundered!

Once again, the heavens and the earth were enveloped in black clouds, and thunder flickered and brewed in them, and after a while, they smashed into the world, causing an extremely terrifying momentum.

This is the origin tribulation of the eleven realms, and for the origin of the human world, it is a calamity that is painful and happy.

There is a cultivator in the human world who has touched the eleven realms and crossed the origin tribulation, although he wants to lower the punishment of the tribulation, but once the tribulation is successful, he can also get great feedback and strengthen his own origin.

A very important factor in the failure of cultivation actually has a lot to do with the withering of the strong.

Although there are extreme powerhouses like Saint Masters in the world, the entire cultivation world never looks at individuals, but on people, but the decrease in the number of strong people among the people will naturally lead to the exhaustion of cultivation.

Human cultivation is faced with such factors.

And now, Anle seems to be swimming against the current, helping the world to correct this special situation.

As more and more of the eleven realms are born, the origin of the human world will naturally grow slowly, and it may not be able to meet the conditions for the recovery of cultivation, at least it will not continue to collapse.

However, the will emanating from the origin of the world still seems a little crazy.

Because An Le didn't give it time to rest at all, the eleventh realm powerhouses kept popping up, and it needed to constantly induce the thunder to give these cultivators the opportunity to comprehend the origin.

This process is painful for the human origin, like an investment......

You need to vote for your own origin before you can get feedback.

If there is no such thing as a peaceful tribulation, the origin of the world can naturally laugh, but it can be peaceful...... absorbed the origin of the years, and took away a touch of the origin of chaos, which directly made the origin of the world a little empty.

Next, he was squeezed by Li Youan, Lu Yishan, Wang Yansheng and other geniuses in the world.

The origin of the world feels like it is extremely empty.

An Le stood on the top of Phoenix Mountain, bathed in the breeze, feeling the thunder of the extradition of the six-eared macaque, and the expression on his face was suddenly very strange.

He sensed the grievances of the origin of the world.

"It's good to endure it, these human thunderstorms, look at it, if you can't bear it, the Holy Realm Origin and the Heavenly Origin are extremely happy to accept, a genius-level eleventh realm, these two realms are afraid that they are laughing and opening their teeth, especially the Holy Realm Origin, it can be said that they are going crazy with laughter."

An Le said with a smile.

He said this to the source of the earth.

I don't know if the origin of the world can be heard, but the attitude has to be expressed.

There must be a true will in the origin of the world, which can be clearly perceived from the time of An Le's tribulation, so An Le is naturally not too polite.

"You don't accept it, some people accept it, it is the origin resource that belongs to you, and as a result, it has become the origin of the Holy Realm and the origin of the heavens......"

"They receive the Origin feedback from these Origin Cultivators in front of you...... Isn't it an NTR move? ”

An Lexiao's laughter even rarely exposed some words that the world couldn't understand.

I don't know if the origin of the world understands the words of peace and happiness, but I am a little anxious, how can these people who are strong in the origin of the human world be deceived by the origin of the holy realm and the origin of the heavens, is it easy for the world to give birth to an origin realm?

Moreover, these human origin powerhouses are cultivating to the eleventh realm with the help of the aura of the origin of the holy realm, and then returning to the human world to break through

Rumble!!!

The surging thunder began to fall, and the six-eared macaque turned into a huge peerless demon ape, with a demonic spirit, clenching his fists horizontally, and facing the thunder, the thunder collapsed, and the electric snake flew wildly.

The six-eared macaque pounded its chest fiercely, excited.

When the thunderstorm gradually dissipated, the six-eared macaque successfully broke through to the origin realm and became one of the few top eleventh realm venerables in the world.

The human origin feedback fell down, making the six-eared macaque very excited.

An Le is also very happy, and the special training is effective, which is naturally the most worthy of celebration.

As soon as the demon tower was thrown, it grew vigorously outside Lin'an City, and one by one the figures floated out of it.

Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and Seed Master Ji looked a little lonely, after all, they were still too slow to break through the realm because their own cultivation was too slow, and they failed to break through to the eleventh realm in the special training, but they also broke through to the realm of the ten realms and three calamities, and it was not difficult to impact the eleventh realm in the future.

In addition, there is also good news that Master Su Zhu and Hua Xie Bing practiced in the Holy Realm, and with the help of the Heaven and Earth Aura of the Holy Realm, as well as the Origin Pure Qi resources given by An Le, the master and apprentice both broke through to the Ten Realms.

Master Suzhu himself is only a line away from breaking through the Ten Realms, and he can be regarded as a Ten Realms in itself, although Hua Xie Bing condenses the Heart Sword, but with the help of An Le, a strong man who condenses the long river of the Holy Order's soul, the Heart Sword transforms extremely quickly, and the obstacle avoidance of the Heart Sword breakthrough is not an obstacle at all.

Therefore, it was also with the help of this special training that he broke through the Ten Realms.

Don't look at the fact that there are a lot of eleven realm powerhouses on the coalition side now, but a ten-realm powerhouse can still be regarded as a top power, and the blessing of the strength of the coalition army should not be underestimated.

Outside Lin'an City, the strong people who came out of the demon subduing tower were in a trance, they stood on the ground, feeling the thin aura of heaven and earth in the world, and feeling their own strength to grow a lot, and their eyes couldn't help but show a little emotion.

Without the means to be happy, how could they have achieved their own breakthrough?

An Le floated in, almost a void shift, and as he became more and more familiar with the origin of space, An Le moved, and there would not even be any void ripples.

Almost without blinking an eye, An Le appeared in front of them.

"Childe!"

Everyone looked excited and respectful, and they all saluted towards Anle.

Feeling these strong people who broke the realm, An Le's face was full of satisfaction: "It's good to break the realm, this special training is not in vain, of course, even if you don't break the realm, don't be discouraged, cultivation is not an overnight thing, take your time, you can always catch up in the future." ”

"Now that you have completed the improvement of your own strength, it should be difficult for you to make a leap forward in the cultivation realm in a short period of time."

"Then what we have been looking forward to and preparing for will officially begin."

An Le said.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

Above the sky, the sun pours down.

An Le's white robe flew high, his eyes looked straight to the north, and the ink pool on his waist shot out.

The sword points north.

……

……

In the capital of Yuanmeng, black clouds are coming, not a thunderstorm, but a storm that is about to fall.

The gloomy sky, with a crampedness that swept thousands of miles, on the promenade of the Imperial City of the capital, a hot wind with dryness spread and surging like a bell wave.

Zuo Xiang Boyan was wearing loose casual white clothes, put down the paperwork in his hand, and walked out of the palace barefoot, his hair was flying, his feather fan shook gently, and his eyes looked directly at the cramped black clouds that covered the sky and the sun.

He let out a long breath, his brow furrowed, and a tense look on his face.

"The wind is blowing."

Zuo Xiangbo muttered.

The wind he spoke of is naturally not the natural wind of heaven and earth, but the ...... The wind from the south may be unstoppable and sweep across the north.

Back then, the young man who sat on the sword and entered the northern capital, watched Zhao Huangting challenge Emperor Yuanmeng, and finally fled to the south in embarrassment, and now he has an unstoppable momentum and comes from the south.

With the wishes of countless cultivators south of the Canglang River, the Northern Expedition is about to take place!

Zuo Xiang Boyan sat on the north bank of the Canglang River for a long time, and greeted peerless generals such as Ye Longsheng, Di Zang, Li You'an, and Seed Master, and these generals ...... Each of them contains the desire to go on a northern expedition and regain lost territory.

In their eyes, the Yuanmeng Empire, which has occupied the north for 500 years, is not orthodox, it is still a foreign race, even if 500 years have passed, many Yuanmeng people have already blended with the blood of the people of Middle Earth, but they still feel that Yuanmeng is a foreign race.

In fact, this kind of thinking was also true in the Yuanmeng Empire, and the Yuanmeng people always felt that they were higher than the Middle-earth people in terms of status.

This is an indisputable fact, and in this fact, it has not been cut off for 500 years by the southern cultivators' desire to go north to recover the lost land of Middle-earth.

Shout!

Suddenly, a sharp arrow, like an eagle striking the sky, roared from the sky in the distance, extremely fast, like a streamer.

Loose clothes flying, Zuo Xiang Boyan raised his hand and grabbed it towards the void, and suddenly the arrow fell into his hand.

Above the arrow, a letter slowly unfolded.

At this look, his eyes suddenly condensed slightly.

"On the banks of the Canglang River, the Ye Family Army, the Seed Family Army, the Qingmian Army and the Flying Tiger Army began to advance, coming towards the capital of Yuanmeng, taking the initiative to attack, and have already broken through several cities."

There's a lot written in the letter, but it boils down to four words.

"The Northern Expedition begins."

Zuo Xiang Boyan's face was as calm as water, like the pressure of a mountain, pressing on his body.

"After all, it began, the Northern Expedition...... Inevitable. ”

"These days, the origin of the human world is in turmoil, and the origin tribulation is constantly born...... The coalition side is also reinforcing the eleventh realm origin venerable, and this northern expedition is ...... The result is really hard to say. ”

Zuo Xiang Boyan crumpled the letter paper into a ball.

He turned to look into the depths of the palace, as if there was an extremely terrifying, scorching ancient beast sleeping in the depths of the capital, waiting for the time to wake up, it was time to destroy the world.

"Soon, Your Majesty should be about to accomplish the feat."

"Yuanmeng...... There's still a chance. ”

Zuo Xiang's face was solemn, but his eyes showed hope.

He knew that Yuanmeng's last hope was ...... It is in the body of peace.

"During the time when His Majesty has completed his awakening...... I have to hold on, so that Yuanmeng will not be defeated so quickly. ”

"Wait for Your Majesty to get out...... There may be a turning point in the war. ”

Zuo Xiang Boyan knew that the pressure on him was the greatest, and he had never been selected by Emperor Yuanmeng to devour the power of the dragon vein, because he was Yuanmeng's think tank, so that he could support Yuanmeng's final bottom line at this moment.

It won't fall apart.

If Toure, Sango and others were replaced to deal with the fierce coalition led by An Le, I am afraid that it would be like a dam bursting, falling apart in an instant, and completely collapsing.

At that time, there will be no suspense in the war, and it will not even be able to hold Emperor Yuanmeng to complete the devouring of the power of the dragon vein, wake up from his slumber, and turn the tide.

Among the black clouds in the sky, there were bean-sized raindrops that vented down, smashed on the ground, exploded, and reflected in the pupils of Zuo Xiang Boyan, as if Yuanmeng was about to fall apart now.

Zuo Xiangbo didn't care about strolling, returned to the palace, lit the lamp, accompanied by the dancing faint candle flame, picked up the pen and began to issue a document order, and began to send troops to deal with the menacing Northern Expedition army!

"Hold on, you must hold on to ......"

"Just hold on until Your Majesty wakes up!"

Zuo Xiang's words were full of solemnity and great pressure......

Almost bent his shoulders.

……

……

The ancient city, the flames of war, and the mottled city walls are covered with all kinds of sword marks.

The gates of the city were smashed open, and the gates of the ancient city, which had been occupied by the Yuanmeng Empire for 500 years, were finally opened by the people of Middle-earth again.

The armor-clad Ye family army rushed in.

Ye Longsheng wore silver armor, held the Liquan spear obliquely, rode a horse, walked into the city, the sound of horses' hooves ticked, the people on both sides were all fanatical, some were in tears, some were crying with joy, and some knelt on the ground, as if welcoming the arrival of the king's master.

Five hundred years, under the rule of Yuan and Mongolia, the people of Middle-earth have endured the oppression and contempt at the class level, they have no status in Middle-earth, they have been suffering for generations, they have been waiting day and night, looking forward to it, hoping that Middle-earth can return to the grasp of the people of Middle-earth.

Ye Longsheng watched this scene silently.

He saw the joy of the people, and his nose was slightly sour.

"Five hundred years."

"We ...... It's back. ”

Ye Longsheng held the Liquan spear obliquely, and said in a deep voice, the voice echoed throughout the city, accompanied by infinite cheers that exploded!

Meanwhile.

The Northern Expedition army acted in separate ways, one route was defeated by the Flying Tiger Army, Li Youan led the Flying Tiger Army, cooperated with the Dragon Clan in the Beihai and East China Seas, went up from Yangzhou, crossed the Canglang River, broke through Chuzhou and Haizhou, and the goal was to kill Dengzhou, capture the coastal area, and then go all the way to the inland direction of Yuanmeng Dadu.

All the way, it is Ye Longsheng's Ye family army, the seed army of the seed master, with the new army of Dali and the new army of Xiliang, crossing the Canglang River, following the direction of the collision between the original army and Yuanmeng, as the main direction of the crusade, passing through Xiangzhou and Chenzhou all the way to the capital of Yuanmeng, this road, the greatest pressure, Lu Yishan bluntly said, Zuo Xiang Boyan will definitely place the Yuanmeng army, and use great military strength to block the Northern Expedition army.

All the way, it was Di Zang's Qingmian Army, Jianchi Palace's Sword Immortal Disciple Army, and the Lin Family Army commanded by Yu Lao Taijun and Lin Siye, all the way in the direction of Chang'an, crossing Lishan Mountain, and killing Dadu.

It is divided into three ways to fight together, and each way has the Origin Venerable of the Eleven Realms sitting in charge, and the momentum is violent.

Like a three-headed fire dragon that burns the earth, wrapped in an unstoppable momentum, all the way to the north!

The war began, like a fire that swept through the north.

Unstoppable!

Li Youan all the way, the Flying Tiger Army is good at waterways, all the way upstream, killing the Yuanmeng army that is not good at waterways, constantly defeating, throwing away armor, and breaking the city continuously.

Coupled with the help of the dragon clan, the Yuanmeng side can't stop it at all.

In just a few days, Dengzhou was taken, and the army went inland to kill, in the face of such an army, it was difficult for Qiao women to cook without rice, and there was no way but to give up this way, because the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry was good at land rushing, and in the face of the Flying Tiger Army, it was a congenital loss.

And Ye Longsheng's road, the fight is very cruel, however, Ye Longsheng's cultivation has broken through the realm to the ten realms and three disasters, and the power of the peerless generals has been vividly displayed, coupled with the high-spirited Dali New Army and the Xiliang New Army, the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry has been constantly retreating, and has abandoned the city one after another, although it has not yet been defeated, but the situation has been completed!

As for the third way, there is even less suspense.

With the participation of Wang Yansheng and the old sword saint, there is no place for the Yuanmeng Empire to join forces at all.

The battle of the Northern Expedition almost showed a one-sided trend.

Extremely strong, claiming to be the unrivaled Yuan Meng's iron cavalry in land warfare, he tasted the most miserable and desperate defeat!

Three fire dragons, burning the earth, all the way north, straight into Yuanmeng!

The mountains and rivers sway, the heavens and the earth shake!

……

……

Outside the city of Lin'an, between a nameless hill.

The summer is hot, and the trees are green and leafy.

There are cicadas chirping endlessly.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a small grave, and there are two figures standing in front of the grave.

An Le is dressed in white, his face is peaceful, and the ink pool hangs from his waist, and the whole person is like a Lang Lang scholar with the fragrance of books.

Next to him is Lu Yishan, who is sitting in a metal wheelchair.

After Lu Yishan set foot in the Eleventh Realm, he was even more familiar with the mastery of the third-order Supreme Treasure Star Observation Map, his eyes flickered, constantly deducing the situation of this war, and everything seemed to be under his control.

"The three-way battle report came, and the good news was endless, and it was obvious that the Yuanmeng Empire was shrinking the front, minimizing and avoiding contact with the Northern Expeditionary Army.

"The person who made this decision is very smart, Bo Yan deserves to be the think tank of Yuanmeng, and it makes sense to be favored and trusted by Emperor Yuanmeng."

Lu Yishan said softly.

"This is to delay time as much as possible, the momentum of the Northern Expedition army is too fierce, and the army divided into three roads has eleven realm powerhouses, and it is difficult for the Yuan and Mongolian sides to resist at all, once they collide and rout, it will have a great impact on the military situation."

"Now it seems that although the armies of the Yuanmeng Empire have been defeated one after another, in fact, there are very few real battles and collisions."

An Le also analyzed the situation and knew the purpose of Zuo Xiang's words.

"Shrink the front, try to preserve the strength of the Yuanmeng army, and delay time for the Yuanmeng Emperor."

"Emperor Yuanmeng is devouring the power of the dragon vein, I think it should be a critical moment......

An Le said in a deep voice.

Lu Yishan took a deep breath: "Emperor Yuanmeng is worthy of being a masterpiece, and it is difficult to breathe for five hundred years in the era of cultivation exhaustion...... He is the first in the world under the Holy Master! ”

"It does have an inhuman spirit, Childe has grown too fast, Emperor Yuanmeng knows that the breakthrough of ordinary methods is definitely not Childe's opponent, therefore, he chooses to devour the power of the dragon vein of the Middle Earth and chooses his own origin ......"

"It's actually a point of no return."

Lu Yishan set foot in the eleventh realm, and now he already knows the terrifying nature of the origin.

"But...... This is also a road, and although the road is difficult, at least the light can be seen. ”

An Le said.

"There has been an emperor in the world."

"And the emperor ...... It is closely related to the Middle Earth Dragon Vein. ”

An Le said in a deep voice.

Lu Yishan's face changed slightly, and he nodded calmly: "Indeed...... This is indeed the biggest variable. ”

"Childe, what do you think of next?"

An Le put his palm on the ink pool, and his eyes were calm: "Zuo Xiang Boyan can be delayed, obviously we don't have enough pressure." ”

"And the biggest pressure is for me to give."

"Let me see, Emperor Yuanmeng...... Can you withstand my pressure. ”

An Le said with a smile.

When Lu Yishan heard this, he squinted his eyes, the breeze was blowing slowly, and the next moment, he felt that there was an infinite sword qi bursting out between heaven and earth!

An Le was dressed in white, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and the pot was loaded with old rice wine.

The flask swept in front of him, and the wine spilled and fell in front of the grave.

A little cloudy yellow liquor, shining in the sunlight reflected through the leaves.

"This pot of wine, and respect the old imperial uncle."

An Le raised his hand and knocked it down gently, and the ink pool on his waist came out, trembling, as if he had turned into an ink-colored dragon!

Taking a leap forward, An Le sat cross-legged on top of the dragon's head.

The sword qi was raging, and the clouds were torn apart below.

An Le couldn't help but feel a little dazed in front of him......

"At that time, I was still weak, and the first time I crossed the river to the north, I rode the sword qi sword light of the old emperor's uncle...... And now, I can also go north alone, riding my own sword qi and sword light. ”

"When the old emperor uncle challenged the Yuanmeng Emperor and failed...... At that time, I secretly made up my mind that when I was strong enough, I would also go north to challenge Emperor Yuanmeng. ”

"What Uncle Huang has never done, today...... I got it. ”

"You must know that the young Ling Yunzhi was once the first-rate in the world."

An Le said softly.

When the words fell, the ink dragon groaned, and the sword light swept across the sky, as fast as inky thunder, difficult to capture.

Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair and sat quietly in front of his old friend's grave, holding a pot of old rice wine in his arms.

"Zhao Huangting, your vision ...... Not bad indeed. ”

Lu Yishan smiled, raised the wine jug, and drank it freely, the wine ran down his throat and wet his clothes.

……

……

Above the sky, inky black clouds swept through.

On top of the ancient city, the city tower is facing the wind, Ye Longsheng is dressed in silver armor, and when he raises his eyes and looks, he can see the gorgeous ink-colored dragon, sharp and sharp sword light, straight to the world!

Ye Longsheng knew that it was Gongzi who made a move!

Breaking the city continuously, the momentum is like a bamboo, although the army has been blocked, but the barrier is not strong, this is a contraction of combat power, in the cities around the capital of Yuan and Meng, the defensive force is deployed, and the cities around the capital are defended.

Ye Longsheng also judged the purpose of Zuo Xiang's words.

However, now that An Le has made a move, he is definitely unwilling to continue to drag on Zuo Xiang Boyan, he wants Emperor Yuanmeng to wake up in advance, fight a shocking battle, and decide the battle of the world!

The qi and blood in Ye Longsheng's body rose, boiling and burning.

He held aloft the Liquan spear, his gaze following the direction of the inky dragon.

"The whole army assembled, gave up the war profits in the city, and went north with the son!"

"Fell! Attack! ”

Rumble!

The armor in the city was sonorous, and the army was like a dragon, and they moved one after another, rushed out of the ancient city that was temporarily resting, and marched quickly again in the direction of the capital of Yuanmeng!

In the sky, the ink-colored sword light is like a dragon.

On the ground, the army winds like a dragon!

……

……

Yuanmeng Dadu.

Zuo Xiang Boyan was full of white hair, and between heaven and earth, a terrifying sword intent swept over, and he was struggling to write, and he stiffened suddenly.

He got up slowly, his black hair was already gray, and he was exhausted these days.

Walked out of the palace and walked the corridor.

Raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

I saw an ink-colored sword dragon galloping forward, hanging high in the sky, with a peerless demeanor.

This scene made Zuo Xiangboyan a little trance-like.

It seems that at the beginning, Zhao Huangting was also like this, Edgeworth came with the wind, with an immature and delicate young man by his side.

And now, the boy is alone with the sword and rides the dragon.

After Zuo Xiangbo was in a trance, he smiled bitterly.

He knows...... Peace is no longer a chance.

He wanted to speed up the pace of the Northern Expedition.

As soon as An Le appeared, with such a terrifying spirit, Emperor Yuanmeng would definitely not be able to continue to sleep......

It is inevitable to come out to meet the enemy.

Today's teenager is no longer Zhao Huangting, who just relied on his arrogance and wanted to ask for a cool performance.

In the meantime, the young man had a sword that destroyed the strength and confidence of the capital of Yuanmeng.

An Le sat on top of the ink-colored dragon head transformed by the sword qi of the ink pool, his eyes were indifferent, and his black hair was flying.

He saw the exhausted and white-haired Zuo Xiang Boyan in the palace below.

didn't say anything, his eyes swept over, and fell on the capital of Yuanmeng.

In the perception of the spiritual power of the Holy Order of Peace.

Under the capital of Yuanmeng, it is like hiding a desolate ancient beast, and the earth seems to have become its pulse, and between breathing and breathing, the earth shakes and shakes, which is quite terrifying.

An Le suddenly laughed.

There seemed to be a picture emerging in front of him, it was the old years, Zhao Huangting brought a thunder from heaven and earth, challenging the picture of Emperor Yuanmeng.

An Le got up, dressed in white.

He bent his fingers and tapped, and the sword qi was self-generated, as if there were predecessors dancing swords in the clouds.

The sword rises, as if someone is singing.

Grass, bamboo, juvenile ......

The ink pool suddenly turned into an ink-colored thunderbolt, and poured towards the capital of Yuanmeng fiercely.

Just like when the old emperor uncle carried the thunder of heaven and earth, he asked loudly.

"Emperor Yuan, dare to fight!"

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