Accidents happen too quickly.

The King of Shaoxi and the King of Shaobei, who had the upper hand, were suddenly reversed by An Le, and the King of Shaobei was even cut off by a sword, and when it was divided into two, the vitality of the physical level was rapidly fading.

The power contained in An Le's sword was beyond the limit of what the Young Compassion King's physical body could bear!

"This sword...... It's the breath of the ancestral weapon, the ancestral weapon! ”

On the distorted and collapsed face of the Shaobei King, a look of surprise appeared, he never thought that An Le would be able to hold an ancestral weapon.

This is an ancestral artifact...... Even among the Holy Demon Clan, the ancestral weapon is also an incomparably precious thing, except for the Holy Demon Emperor, only the best of the Seven Emotions True King and the Six Desires True King can master it.

As a result, the young man in front of him actually had an ancestral weapon in his hands!

How could such a thing happen?

Terran ...... Are they all so generous? The ancestral weapon is not in the hands of the extreme powerhouse, and it is actually handed over to a teenager?

"No...... No, it's not a complete ancestral artifact, it's just the spirit of an ancestral artifact! ”

The face of the Young Sorrow King was painful, and the source of sad emotions permeated the blood-colored heaven and earth, as if the sound of ten thousand ghosts crying shook the heavens and the earth!

On the other side, King Shaoxi's face was ugly, and his joy was slightly reduced.

"Spirit of the Ancestral Sword...... This is the spirit of the Heavenly Ancestral Sword! Ancestral Sword ...... Appear in the human world? It seems that it is not the generosity and righteousness of the strong man of the human race, but this young man has excellent luck and has won the favor of the spirit of the ancestral sword! ”

Shaoxi Wang said solemnly.

However, knowing that An Le only mastered the spirit of the ancestral sword, King Shaoxi's worries were much less.

At their level, they are very desperate, and when they know that they are invincible, they will definitely turn around and leave, even if this is a game organized by the Young Emperor, it is impossible for him to bury his life for the Young Emperor.

There is hope when he is alive, besides, he is the king of Shaoxi, a descendant of the true king of the seven feelings, and the young emperor still has to give face in the face of the true king of the seven feelings, after all, he is the extreme powerhouse of the seven respects.

An Le's face was indifferent and peaceful, holding the ancestral sword sword spirit, and the sword qi spurted thinly.

The sword is majestic, terrifying, and extremely powerful...... But this is the origin of peace and happiness in exchange for the years.

Although the Holy Master instructed Anle, he needed to show affection to the Shangcang Ancestor Sword, move it with reason, and slowly fool the Shangcang Ancestor Sword to work for himself.

But An Le has not yet started to implement it, and he still thinks that it is better to have a little material, so he directly takes out the origin of the years as a transaction and lets the ancestral sword spirit take action.

With the sword just now, the Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit made a move, stimulating An Le's Sword Ancestor Holy Body, consuming a lot of sword energy in the Sword Ancestor Holy Body, but this also made An Le find that the power of the Ancestral Sword was extremely strong, and with the Sword Ancestor Holy Body, he could use the Ancestral Sword to make an excellent kill.

"An Le, what do you think of this sword? Ten regiments of years have been changed, and the power is still satisfied, right? ”

"Do you want another sword? I can give you a discount, don't want nine regiments, don't want eight regiments, half price for the second sword, as long as the five regiments are the origin of the years, let you feel the power of the ancestral sword! ”

The sword spirit of the Heavenly Ancestor Sword vibrate, and the childish girl's voice penetrated An Le's mind.

Comfort is speechless......

In such a tense atmosphere of war, when I arrived at the Shangcang Ancestral Sword, why did I feel that there was a little change in the style of painting?

"Anle...... Do you want to have a shot? ”

It was like a girl with big eyes, staring at An Le and opening her mouth with her eyes open.

The corners of An Le's mouth frowned slightly, this ancestral sword was born for a long time, and it was completely at the level of old immortals, why did he have a girlish voice?

At this time, An Le couldn't help but feel so confused.

"Come!"

Suppressing the confusion in his heart, he said comfortably.

The sword spirit of the Heavenly Ancestor Sword shook slightly, and suddenly became excited.

"However, I need to go through a bloody battle next, so I hope that my seniors can give me a chance to take credit, and after I can do it, I will return it all to my seniors together, how about it?"

An Le thought for a while and said.

The Shangcang Ancestral Sword Spirit was shaken, and he was a little hesitant at first, but as the Ancestral Sword Spirit who stayed in An Le's body, he knew the situation An Le was facing at the moment.

Thinking of An Le's impeccable character, in the end, the ancestral sword spirit agreed.

An Le suddenly smiled brightly.

"Senpai is so good."

The Heavenly Ancestor Sword Spirit suddenly let out a silver bell-like laugh: "An Le Little Sword Master, you are also very good, of course...... The origin of the years is even better. ”

"Next, please use me as much as you want!"

Hearing this, An Le pursed the corners of his lips.

It's really a good sword for empathy.

"I'll keep the accounts!" The Ancestral Sword Sword Spirit added.

An Le pursed the corners of his lips.

This sword ...... Don't you want to feel the joy of being prostituted for nothing?

……

……

King Shaobei was hit by An Le's sword, although the Shangcang Ancestor Sword now only has a sword spirit, but with the improvement of An Le's cultivation, the power displayed has also become extremely good.

Shizhang's body began to collapse, and the water of extreme sorrow, which was as black as ink, continued to surge out of it.

The body collapsed and lost control of the water of great sorrow, and in the ten-zhang face of the King of Young Sorrow, which was split in half, accompanied by a wail of grief, the long river of soul surged out, and a pitch-black flower bloomed, and a touch of true spirit appeared in the flower.

That's the soul of the Young Sorrow King!

The soul is full of grief, and this time the grief is sincere sadness, after all, how can you not be sad when you see your body collapsing with your own eyes.

If you want to reshape a suitable top-level young king body, it takes a lot of money.

Rumble!

An Le took this opportunity to hold the Heavenly Ancestor Sword Spirit, and the Sword Ancestor Holy Body mobilized, and endless sword qi and sword intent spread out from his body.

The ancestral sword spirit was mobilized by him again, and the sword qi rose out of thin air, and the wind swept the heavens and the earth!

The surging sword intent locked on the black flower that bloomed on the long river of hearts, and the true spirit of the Young Sorrow King in the black flower!

"Slash!"

An Le roared lowly.

The long river of soul surged out, fully stimulating the sword ancestor holy body body, and exploding all the power of the ancestral sword spirit that could burst out at this stage.

This sword suddenly turned from real to virtual, and merged with the long river of the soul.

The sword intent is surging, shaking the heart!

The true spirit of the Young Sorrow King sitting on the black soul flower suddenly changed drastically, and a trace of panic and uneasiness appeared.

He manipulated the long river of his soul to set off waves, and the long river of his soul rolled, but in that long river, there were all sad emotions, and the long river of the soul was transformed from the source of sad emotions extracted from the ruined worlds destroyed by the Holy Demons!

The long river rolled up, like an inky angry dragon, flowing all over the body with the source of sad emotions.

An Le was actually very curious about why the source of emotions could become the foundation of the Holy Demon, and among the Seven Emotions Holy Demon, it actually occupied a very important position.

But if you think about it, you may have guessed a little, but it's still vague, and it's still difficult to confirm.

An Le planned to have a good chat with the Holy Master on this topic after returning to the Human Realm.

The Holy Master has been fighting with the Holy Demon for a long time, and he should know the reason.

As for the present, An Le threw this idea out of his head, and the purpose was pure, that is, to kill the King of Shaobei!

Boom Boom!

The black river of mind turned into a giant dragon, like an ancient god and demon creature, and even the wisps of scales on its flesh were very clear.

The Young Sorrow King was already feeling uneasy.

After An Le slashed out a sword with the help of the power of the ancestral weapon, he was actually able to cut out a second sword, which ...... It was not what he expected.

It is already extremely difficult to be able to manipulate the ancestral weapon, but An Le can still manipulate it twice in succession!

This is incredible!

"Physique! The person's constitution ...... Extremely suitable for kendo! ”

The Young Sorrow King, who was sitting on the black flowers, suddenly realized something, and opened his eyes suddenly, and the sadness in his eyes was gone, leaving only horror!

Although it was only the spirit of the ancestral sword, the sword that An Le slashed under the extreme compatibility of his physical body and body, now he only had the true spirit left, and he couldn't stop it......

"King Shaoxi, save me!"

The true spirit of the Young Sorrow King roared!

The Shaoxi King in the distance had already reacted, his face changed greatly, and the joy had long since disappeared.

The strong flesh exploded, turned into a straight line, and shot straight towards An Le, the joy bell was sacrificed by him, and the Holy Demon Origin poured into it violently, urging this holy weapon with all his might.

The Joy Bell vibrates and bursts out with the holy light of the Sacred Weapon!

It's like a sharp spear, trying to pierce and kill An Le!

Of course, King Shaoxi also knew very well that it should be difficult to kill An Le, but forcing An Le to be unable to cut out this terrifying sword that burst out with the help of the spirit of the ancestral weapon, it was enough to save King Shao Bei!

Among the top young kings, there is already a young angry king, if the young sorrowful king also dies in the hands of An Le......

Then things really got out of hand.

However.

Shaoxi Wang's face soon changed again, his eyes shrank, and he opened his mouth to curse two words.

"Maniac!"

An Le is a madman, at least, in the eyes of King Shaoxi at this moment!

In the face of the holy light of the Shaoxi King to stimulate the joy bell with all his might, An Le actually did not hide or dodge, and planned to forcibly resist this wave of holy light with his physical body!

The speed of the Light is too fast.

An Le's whole body was immersed in the sword that inspired the sword spirit of the Shangcang Ancestor Sword at this moment, so he didn't care about mobilizing the mountains and rivers to form the mountains and rivers to fight against the holy light killing of the Huanxi Bell.

And the five fowl treasures are also in the distance, and An Le can only resist with the help of his body, and there is only one way, and there is no other choice.

An Le must kill the Shaobei King, and he can't let the Shaobei King escape, in that case, his loss will be too great.

This is the origin of a top-level young king, something you can't ask for, if you miss this village, you won't have this store!

Therefore, An Le chose a madman's behavior that in the eyes of King Shaoxi, he ended up like a madman.

The king of young sorrow also panicked, sadness is that he can no longer be sad, and the only thing left is fear!

Rumble!

The holy light of the Joy Bell smashed down and slammed into An Le's body, An Le's body was strong, and the Humane Ancestral Sutra was stimulated, and seven scriptures of the Humane Ancestral Sutra emerged, intertwined into a golden armor phantom.

Click!

The sound of shattering resounded, it was the sound of the golden armor being pierced, and then the holy light swept through the armor phantom and slammed into An Le's shoulder.

It's just that at this moment, An Le also waved out the Heavenly Ancestor Sword Spirit in his hand!

The sword light is like electricity, and it is under the watchful eye of all people...... Slay the dragon!

The coercion of the ancestral weapon, the sharpness of the ancestral weapon, at this moment, showed the power that shocked An Ledu.

Why is it said that the ancestral weapon is the top soldier in heaven and earth, and even the extreme powerhouse will fall for it, at this moment, An Le somewhat understood.

After all, what he has in his hands is not the real ancestral sword, but the spirit of the ancestral sword, the sword body has not yet been fused, and the power may only be one-tenth, and the power he can really exert is one-tenth of one-tenth, but the power at this moment already has a kind of devastating and incomparable posture!

A sword fell.

The true spirit of the Young Compassion King froze suddenly, and a sword light split him in two, and even the long river of his soul was also split in two......

The terrifying sword qi, after a moment of condensation, exploded violently, and then burst the soul of the King of Young Compassion, crushed and eroded, and the true spirit of the King of Young Compassion was also shattered in the desolation......

Blood flowers burst out from An Le's shoulders, and bits of blood dyed with a golden luster floated out.

The body flew out sideways, fell to the blood-colored earth, pulled out of the ravine, and piled up through the blood-colored dirt-covered hills, and there was a scorching heat accompanied by dust, fluttering and sprinkling.

Inside the battlefield of the Earth Gate, there was silence.

The breath on King Shaoxi's body slowly dissipated, and his eyes showed grief, King Shaoxi ......

He's dead.

An Le's sword killed the true spirit of the Young Compassion King, and this top young king was beheaded by An Le in front of his eyes!

Although An Le was also hit by the holy light of his Joy Bell, however, King Shaoxi knew that it was impossible to wipe out An Le with this attack, and the gap was too much.

The Flesh of Peace...... It's too strong!

The King of Lesser Wrath is not as happy as he is on the physical level.

King Shaoxi came back to his senses, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slapped the joy bell again, holding up the pink meat clock, and smashed it towards An Le Suppression.

However, with a buzz!

The mountains and rivers suspended in the air vibrated and turned into streamers, as if the mountains were moving from here, with a depressing impact.

Rumble!!!

The figure of King Shaoxi was forced to stop, and the mountains and rivers formed a picture scroll, like the mountains and rivers in the world, slowly unfolding in front of him.

"Oops!"

Shaoxiwang's complexion changed slightly.

Holding the meat clock, he turned around and was about to leave.

He originally planned to make a wave of drama to take advantage of your illness to kill you, and wanted to take advantage of Anle's heavy damage to completely wipe out Anle.

However, it was clear that he had underestimated An Le's physical strength.

The mountains and rivers composed of mountains and rivers are shrouded in the Shaoxi King, and the Shaoxi King seems to have fallen into the mountains and rivers of the world, no matter how he beats the meat clock, he can't easily break the mountains and rivers of the society.

Without the help of King Shaobei, he faced An Le alone, and the pressure suddenly came up!

Only then could he understand the desperation of the Young Anger King.

Smoke and dust billowed like an angry dragon rushing into the sky!

The picture of the mountains and rivers is like an ink painting scroll unfolding in the blood-colored battlefield, and the color of Xuanhuang is misty on it, like a dream.

King Shaoxi, who was sealed in it, only felt that the pressure was constantly increasing, like mountains stacking on his back one after another, trying to bend his waist and suppress him.

The ravines tug at the bottom of the stacked blood-colored mountain packs.

An Le slowly stood up.

The white clothes were torn apart, revealing a well-proportioned and dense body.

The wound on the shoulder slowly recovered in the squirming, and An Le's black hair was vigorously spreading, and his eyes were bright.

He stood up, and the inkpool roared in, clutched in his hand, and the rest of the four great and five birds also came horizontally, floating around him.

This is Anle's most embarrassing battle so far.

The shoulder was pierced, and the first time the blood was so terrible.

Even if he fought with Emperor Yuanmeng and the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, An Le was not so seriously injured.

An Le's body is not the kind of muscular man with knotted muscles, but well-proportioned and perfect, with incomparably balanced proportions, like a work of art like a miracle in the sky.

However, the slender and well-proportioned body contains extremely terrifying power.

It was a near-perfect body, it was an invincible body.

An Le calmly looked at the Shaoxi King who was sealed by the Shanhe Society.

King Shaoxi and King Shaobei joined forces, and the strength of the two top young kings really made An Le feel difficult, he could only fight for the price of injury and kill one, only in this way could the pressure be reduced.

The two top young kings who cooperate tacitly are by no means the effect of one plus one equals two, but one plus one is greater than two, which brings great pressure.

Now, only Shaoxi Wang is left, and An Le has almost no pressure.

One-on-one alone, Anle almost has the upper hand.

Exhaling a breath, he calmly recovered the injuries on his body, but for a while, there were no injuries on his body at all.

Twisting his neck, a smile appeared on his face.

His figure flashed, the space shifted, and he appeared in front of the corpse of the Shaobei King, raised his hand, and clenched his five fingers.

A top-level young king's holy demon origin was extracted by him.

The Holy Demon Origin of the top young king with majestic energy made An Le's heart slightly excited.

In addition, An Le's eyes swept away, and with a flick of his fingers, a trace of the origin of the years poured out, and in an instant, countless sounds of breaking the air sounded, which were wisps of black streams, like ten thousand arrows bursting out of the blood-colored earth.

"The holy weapon of the King of Young Compassion, the water of great sorrow."

The smile on An Le's face became more and more intense.

Defeated the King of Young Fury before, obtained the Fire of True Fury, and now obtained the Water of Extreme Sorrow, the acquisition of these two holy weapons may be ...... The five treasures that can help Anle have been raised to a higher level again.

An Le's eyes revealed a different color, his five fingers were gently clenched, and the trickle of extremely sad water was surging with the source of extremely strong sadness, and it was constantly writhing in An Le's hands like a little snake.

"If you get enough Holy Demon Hallows, will you ...... I can elevate my five treasures to ...... What is the height of the Holy Five? ”

An Le muttered softly.

Because An Le could feel that the five birds of the Arcana had improved faster and faster after absorbing the fire of true wrath, and now they had all reached the limit of the third-order Arcana.

However, from the Treasure to the Hallows is not an ordinary leap.

The holy weapon is very precious, much more precious than the arcamelia, so if you want to make the five birds of the arcato, cross into the five birds of the saints, and the holy weapons prepared by Anle to let the five birds devour the five birds of the arcato, you have to start with at least five pieces......

"Senior...... Please take a look at this little guy. ”

An Le Soul communicated with the Heavenly Ancestor Sword Spirit.

Then he threw the water of extreme sorrow into the Dao Fruit Space.

"No problem."

The sword spirit of the Heavenly Ancestor Sword has just been shot twice by An Le, and it is lazy at the moment.

He didn't care about what An Le said, exuding the power of the ancestral weapon, and the water of extreme sorrow didn't dare to move, as if it was frozen, and he didn't dare to move.

In the face of ancestral weapons, the holy weapon must be a head down, and it is common sense to be suppressed.

In the realm of magic weapons, the level is very significant, and the gap of a level is extremely difficult to make up, unless a cultivator like An Le has the strength to fight beyond the ranks.

The corpse of the King of Shaobei, An Le did not let go, this is a good thing that can be exchanged for cultivation resources.

An Le swiped his fingertips, tore open the space, and threw the corpse of the Young Sorrow King into it.

Then, his eyes fell on the Shaoxi King who was sealed in the Shanhe Society.

"Exactly...... You can use it to practice your hands. ”

An Le's eyes lit up and he smiled.

He turned his head to look at the mushroom cloud in the distance, and vaguely felt the eyes of the young emperor sitting in the pagoda in the depths of the mushroom cloud, as if he was about to eat people.

snapped his fingers.

An Le turned into a streamer and escaped into the mountains and rivers of the society.

cut off the eyes of the young emperor, and also made the eyes of the outside world no longer able to see An Le's actions, nor could he know the process of An Le's confrontation with the young king.

With the improvement of An Le's cultivation, the refining of the mountains and rivers has accelerated, and the rank of the holy weapon of the mountains and rivers has also increased more and more, and it has become much easier to suppress the Shaoxi King.

Although King Shaoxi has the holy weapon Huanxi Bell, he can't find a way to break the map of the mountains and rivers.

However, King Shaoxi is also confident, and An Le will not want to suppress him easily even if he manipulates the mountains and rivers of the society.

This made his originally tense heart much calmer and calmer.

Suddenly.

In the map of the mountains and rivers, the wind and rain are suddenly shaking.

An Le appeared, his upper body was strong and slender, and his black hair was swaying in the wind and rain, like a god in ancient mythology.

Holding the ink pool, An Le looked at the young king who used the joy bell to protect himself.

"King Shaobei is dead, next, it's your turn."

An Le said with a chuckle.

King Shaoxi didn't speak, and there was no expression of joy on his face, and the source of joy seemed to be invisibly suppressed here.

A sense of oppression made it a little difficult for King Shaoxi to breathe.

Here...... After all, it's the realm of comfort.

"I'm going to go on the defensive and defend with all my might...... You can't kill me, you can't help me, and you have to let me out obediently in the end. Shaoxi Wang said.

"If you and I have been in a stalemate for too long, the young emperor will no longer sit idly by, and will definitely take action...... You, the mountains and rivers of the society, can't stop the young emperor. ”

Shaoxiwang's words made the smile on the corner of An Le's lips more and more intense.

"Don't worry, all I want is for you to defend with all your might...... Happy? If you die too quickly...... I'm a little disappointed. ”

An Le said.

His words made King Shaoxi's hair stand on end, his whole body stiffened, and the sense of unease became more and more intense.

!

What does Anle want to do to him?

Shaoxi Wang really didn't understand what An Le wanted to do, did he want to torture him pervertedly?

However, in the next moment, King Shaoxi knew.

saw An Le hand out a sword.

The eyebrows open and close, the source of the years emerges in the mental space, and the majestic source power of the years rolls out, intertwined to form an illusory sword, as if wandering in the long river of time, a sword hangs out of the ages.

King Shaoxi's eyes froze, he knew that An Le's sword ......

It was the Yin Yang Sword Wheel that killed the Young Fury King, and the sword qi of the void and reality were intertwined into a huge sword wheel, destroying the world and being extremely powerful.

If you didn't know that An Le had mastered the ancestral weapon, then this Yin Yang Sword Wheel should be An Le's great killing weapon.

But in the eyes of King Shaoxi, the Shangcang Ancestral Sword is the great killer of Anle.

An Le didn't use the ancestral weapon to deal with him now, but chose this Yin Yang Sword Wheel......

It seems that he no longer has the strength to use the Cangzu Sword anymore.

This is good news for him.

King Shaoxi's eyes showed essence, as long as he blocked it......

Obstruct......

Suddenly.

The essence in Shaoxiwang's eyes collapsed, and only stunned and stunned remained...... There was a sense of confusion.

But I saw that in the sea of dantian qi, a touch of black electricity intertwined and emerged, and as the current fluctuated more and more, in the end, it seemed to turn into a black hole!

A source breath that is not weaker than the origin of the years emerges!

Like the abyss falling down, like the heavens and the earth falling!

"It's ...... Origin of Chaos?! ”

"The second top-level origin?!"

Shaoxi Wang was stunned.

As a top-level young king, he often deals with the cultivators of the Three Realms Human Race, whether it is the top Tianjiao of the heavens or the netherworld, he has fought against him.

Even Tianjiao who has mastered the top-level origin is very few, let alone mastering the two top-level origins......

And now, he did!

The young man in front of him actually has two top-level origins!

The Holy Demon Clan naturally knew the five top-level origins of the Three Realms, and the top-level origins, just like the seven emotions and six desires origins in the Holy Demon Clan, all belonged to the top-level origins.

Even, at the level, it is higher than the seven emotions and six desires of the Holy Demon Clan.

"How is that possible?!"

"How could you possibly do it?! Two top-level origins in one...... You...... Won't you explode and die? ”

King Shaoxi was a little crazy, and felt incomprehensible.

I can't figure out how An Le can do this!

An Le didn't have any explanation, at this moment, in his eyes, Shaoxi Wang ...... It's the guinea pig, it's just his meat shield, used to ...... The test stone of the sword!

Exhale a scorching breath.

An Le's heart tensed.

The Holy Yin Yang Sword Wheel was the strongest killing An Le had been able to burst out so far.

But what is to be practiced at this moment...... It is beyond the power of the Holy Yin Yang Sword Wheel......

It is based on the reminder of the Holy Master, pointing out the future path of the sword.

The five top-level origins are the pillars and foundations of the world's composition.

That......

An Le uses the five top-level origins to construct a sword, and the sword comes out ...... i.e. the world!

Right now...... That's the beginning!

Rumble!

The black hole-like Chaos Origin was slowly beginning to change under the control of An Le's strong body, and in the Sword Ancestor Holy Body, a strong sword intent emerged, manipulating the Chaos Origin.

Although the Origin of Chaos is far inferior to the Origin of Years in terms of strength, Anle needs to grasp a balance.

The output of the Origin of Chaos is on the same level as the Origin of Time.

This will avoid the failure of the sword move due to the breakdown of the balance!

The origin of the years is fused with a sword, illusory, invisible, spanning the past and the present, and has gone through thousands of years.

The origin of chaos is fused into a sword, disorder, chaos, and reality!

An Le's hair flew wildly, and above the body, golden light emerged, and the Humane Ancestor Sutra was operated to the extreme, and the strong body was stimulated to the best state!

Rumble!!!

The soul flower blooms one by one, and above the blooming flower, the peaceful spirit of the soul sits upright, with a solemn face.

The palms were slowly raised, and the sword fingers were brought together.

Fiction and reality!

Years and chaos!

It's like two behemoths, slowly touching and closing!

King Shaoxi, who was hiding in the Joy Bell, trembled all over......

The terrifying pressure made him barely breathe.

He could no longer sit upright, and even planned to turn around and flee, without the courage to face the sword of An Le......

What the hell is this...... What kind of monster is it?!

What kind of madman?!

I intend to merge two top-level origins together......

No, it's not a simple fusion, it's a ...... Collide!

In the collision, seek integration!

Take the sword as the guide, and take the intention as the basis!

Time and chaos, yin and yang are intertwined, intertwining with each other, as if seeking a new life in a collision.

An Le has no sword in his palm, and the ink pool can't bear this power at all, so An Le doesn't dare to use the ink pool to carry this sword.

Even, Anle doesn't need a sword.

The palm is raised, and no sword is better than a sword.

The two top-level origins were entangled together, under the guidance of the Sword Ancestor Holy Body, and under the guidance of the sword moves......

The form becomes a sword!

"This sword ......"

"The name is called, the Cosmic Sword Wheel."

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