Chapter 251: The Fire of the Nirvana Celestial Being Turns Into Thunder. Who Dares to Cross the Calamity that Falls on the Human World? There Are Always People Who Will Fight to Cross It.
The Holy Realm, above the Spiritual Peak.
Shangguan Qingwan and Ge Hongtu fell down one after another, stepping on the jagged stones on the top of Lingfeng Peak, feeling the powerful blood and mental power still lingering in the air, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"The Double Ninth Realm has been perfected and reached its ultimate level. Such a breakthrough has never happened before in history. I really don't know how far my junior brother can go in the future."
Ge Hongtu was amazed.
The more you understand, the more you will feel the oppression and terror that happiness brings.
That is an extraordinary talent, an unimaginable level.
The nine realms can defeat the ten realms and three disasters perfectly. Such a realm has surpassed many strong men at the nine realms. Even in heaven, the so-called holy sons and daughters of the ancient immortal family, the young emperors of heaven, and the sons of Buddha in the Buddha land. , when in the Ninth Realm, it was simply difficult to reach this level.
“Being able to have a teacher make an exception for him is something special in itself.”
Shangguan Qingwan spoke coldly. She stretched out her palm and touched the hot blood energy remaining in the air, feeling the power of transformation. The amazement in her eyes was extremely strong.
"The senior brother, the second senior brother and the third senior sister are all extraordinary. The young junior brother is so valued by the teacher, he will definitely be a closed disciple in the future, and his achievements will definitely not be weaker than those of the first three."
Ge Hongtu couldn't help but nod. He had no doubt that Anle had this qualification.
But, can we reach the level of a Saint Master...
Even if the two are the original masters of the eleventh realm, they dare not conclude, and it is even difficult to imagine.
"This time, my junior brother returns to the human world to attack the ten realms... I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse."
"According to what my junior brother described, today's human world has been depleted in spiritual practice. Even if it has begun to recover in recent times, the energy it possesses may not be able to carry the energy needed for breakthroughs by peerless geniuses like my junior brother."
"Even, because the little junior brother's own monster will arouse the resistance of the human origin, because if such a monster can successfully overcome the tribulation, the human origin will be uneasy, worried that like the Holy Master, in the future... cut off a corner of the origin and turn it into a holy land ”
"Therefore, the three disasters that my junior brother has broken through...are absolutely extraordinary."
Ge Hongtu frowned suddenly and couldn't help but speak.
At this point, even Shangguan Qingwan felt the difficulty.
"The origin of the human world and the origin of the holy realm are completely different. The origin of the holy realm is eager to dedicate itself to cultivating the genius and sublimating itself, but the origin of the human world is not so eager for the birth of the genius."
"If my junior brother breaks through in the Holy Realm, it will be like eating and drinking water. The origin of the Holy Realm can't wait for more geniuses like my junior brother to be born."
"But the origin of the human world itself is powerful, and the tests required for the birth of the ten realms are extremely extraordinary. Coupled with the depletion of the cultivation environment in the human world, breaking through the realm...is full of difficulties."
"If it is possible, my junior brother can actually break through the realm in the sky."
Ge Hongtu thought for a while and said.
The origin of heaven... is actually no weaker than the origin of human beings. They all belong to the three realms, regardless of high or low.
"It's impossible. Once the source of heaven breaks through the realm, it will naturally belong to the ten realms of heaven. The junior brother will lose the qualification to return to the human world and will be rejected by the origin of the world. In addition...the three mountain and river cauldrons refined by the junior brother, As a result, its power will be greatly reduced, and it will even... lose its power."
"Tao is different. Junior brother's foundation is in the human world."
Shangguan Qingwan shook his head and immediately rejected Ge Hongtu's speculation.
Ge Hongtu hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile.
"I just hope that my junior brother can make a breakthrough..."
"Wish him good luck."
All the two of them can do is wish them happiness and good luck.
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The rain is hitting the ground, and the day is dark, and the eaves are ringing rapidly.
The seventh mountain, small courtyard.
The space was distorted, causing a few drops of rain to burst into pieces.
An Le's figure appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, rain fell all over the sky. At this moment, it seemed to be stagnant, unable to fall even a bit.
It was like a terrifying momentum rising from the bottom up, causing the falling rain to be blocked.
The old locust tree swayed violently, and the branches of the precious tree flew sideways.
Anle opened her eyes, and a bright light suddenly burst out from the endless darkness, making the darkness disappear and light descending.
The physical training is completely complete, and the spiritual training has also reached an unparalleled state.
That is the ultimate of the nine realms of the human world, no, it should be said to be the ultimate of the nine realms of the three realms.
An Le's every move contained an extremely terrifying explosion, which was the power contained when Qi and blood were tempered to the best state. His whole person was like a terrifying nuclear bomb.
"Double Nine Realm is complete..."
"Both the physical training and the spiritual training are already full and overflowing, and we can no longer move forward."
Anle murmured.
The surface of the physical body seems to form an invisible field, and the flow of qi and blood in the body's meridians causes the air outside the body to flow uncontrollably.
The three mountain and river cauldrons are completely refined, plus five treasures that are integrated with the five birds' true spirits.
Such a physique has never been seen before.
At this moment, An Le even felt that he could fight with the real half-step origin, not a fake like Hu Jie who relied on elixirs to forcibly improve himself.
Instead, he raised his own power to perfection in the ten realms and three disasters, and extradited the half-step source of the original power increase.
A group of beings at the pinnacle of the ten realms and three disaster realms.
Anle is confident to fight against the opponent.
However, it is still a bit difficult to fight against the Origin Master of the Eleventh Realm in his current state.
However, it is not easy for the Eleventh Realm Origin Venerable to kill him.
Unless the Supreme or the Great One takes action, it is possible to kill him by force.
Otherwise, he who completely controls the three mountain and river tripods, which can burst out the power of the holy weapon when combined, can easily retreat when facing ordinary origin masters or immortal monarchs.
However, Anle no longer cares about these things. If he cares, he should go to the Immortal Pride Monument at this moment, brush a wave of rewards, challenge some of the immortal pride strongmen in the heavens, and roughly know his own strength.
However, it is meaningless, not to mention whether the strong men of the ancient white tiger family will continue to wait for him there.
As for his own cultivation, he has reached the critical point of breakthrough, and it is definitely best to go after the breakthrough.
What if...
In the heavens, Anle is forcibly broken through the ten realms by the origin of the heavens.
Rumble!
Looking up, the black clouds accumulating heavy rain in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, as if there are more black clouds accumulating behind the black clouds.
There were blue thunder flashing in it, and terrifying power accumulated in the sea of clouds.
Indistinctly, an extremely powerful pressure fell from the sky to the human world.
"The origin of the human world..."
Anle's eyes were bright, his black hair was flying vigorously, and his white clothes were whiter than snow.
The origin of the three realms, the netherworld, the human world and the heavens, was necessary for the existence of the world.
The ninth realm touched the threshold of the avenue, the tenth realm mastered the avenue, and the eleventh realm used the avenue to touch the origin... This is the real extraordinary practice.
In fact, from the beginning of contacting the avenue, it is actually equivalent to contacting the extraordinary, the realm of transcending the world.
The origin of the world is a completely different concept from the origin of the practitioner.
Just like an aircraft carrier and an ordinary small wooden boat, although they can both be understood as ships, the size... is too different.
Therefore, the origin is supreme. Mastering the origin can even open up a world. For example, the Saint Master cut off a corner of the origin of heaven, sacrificed it into a holy realm, and connected it to the human world, so that many desperate people in the era of exhaustion of cultivation in the human world can see a way to break through.
The origin of the human world has never been concealed, and at this moment, it was aroused by Anle.
It was a terrifying pressure.
Under this pressure... even the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit seemed to be unable to offset this sense of oppression.
Anle sat in the small courtyard of the Seventh Mountain. On the table, there was a hot stove. The warm old yellow wine on the stove was burned by the jumping flames and gave off a warm feeling.
Calmly drink a sip of old yellow wine, the bitter taste of wine spread in the mouth.
Facing the pressure of the origin that continued to gather and press down on the head, Anle drank very calmly.
The sun was choked with haze and dark clouds surged up.
The mountains are towering, rising straight into the sky, connected with the black clouds. The rich black color is like ink splashed on rice paper, pressing down on the world, with a sense of crampedness and oppression.
The wind is howling, and the wind is rising.
It is like the wrath of heaven, roaring at the world.
On the top of the mountain, the young man is like a painting, sitting calmly, holding a pot of wine and drinking lightly.
It is as if a great catastrophe is coming, and disaster is coming, which is like... floating clouds to him.
The wind is light and the clouds are light, passing the catastrophe, talking and laughing like an immortal!
Anle drank the wine in the cup and smiled lightly.
Slowly stood up, step by step, on the seventh mountain, his feet stepped on the void as if stepping on the stairs of nothingness...
Ascend to the sky!
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Jinguan City, the wind blows in.
By the Jianchi Lake, the clear water in the lake was blown and rippled.
Wang Yansheng strolled along the lakeside, his sleeves fluttering, his hair like a sword. Beside him, Su Muzhe followed. The woman was dressed in a tight outfit, and a red spot on her forehead burst out with sharp sword energy. As the sword energy vibrated, there was a loud sword chant.
The sword palace in the middle of the eyebrows had a vague feeling of being uncontrollable.
A blush appeared on Su Muzhe's face, and her eyes seemed to have two flames burning.
Wang Yansheng took a look at her and couldn't help laughing: "Palace Master, you have now incorporated four first-grade extreme swords and ten first-grade swords into the Dayan Sword Formation. The improvement of the entire Dayan Sword Formation is huge. You need to spend some time to integrate these swords into your own swords."
"Familiar mastery is the key. Only by familiarizing yourself with swords can the power of the Dayan Sword Formation really explode and you are qualified to impact the Ten Realms."
As a person who has set foot in the Ten Realms, Wang Yansheng naturally has his own experience.
The Dayan Sword Formation is just like his sword Changhe, both of which are external objects, and Su Muzhe, like him, needs to rely on external objects to break through the Ten Realms.
"The Dayan Sword Formation is actually a supreme sword weapon composed of a sword formation. Supreme sword weapons are difficult to produce, but the Dayan Sword Formation gathers the energy and spirit of ten thousand swords, so it can burst out the power of the supreme sword."
"And the Dayan Sword Formation is contained in your Niwan Palace, in fact... It is similar to the Rong Bing Fa taught by the young master."
Wang Yansheng said with a smile.
Su Muzhe looked at the rippling water in the lake and nodded slightly.
She knew too well how much change and impact Anle's Rong Bing Fa brought to Jianchi Palace.
Today's Jianchi Palace has improved a lot in overall strength compared to before, all because of the Rong Bing Fa, which integrates the soldiers into the body, transforms the blood and improves the physique...
In fact, this method is more mysterious than the Dayan Sword Formation.
The Dayan Sword Formation is to set up the formation in the Niwan, which is to use the sword formation's energy.
Although the two methods are somewhat different, the essential principles are somewhat similar.
"I am now taking these swords into the Sword Palace. The next step is to refine the swords, and then I can start to attack the ten realms..."
Su Muzhe said that that was her plan for herself.
Her eyes brightened slightly.
If the old sword master who entered the Lishan Ancient Tomb can return safely, and if she can successfully break into the Tenth Realm, then there will be four strong Tenth Realms in the Jianchi Palace.
The old sword master, Wang Yansheng, Su Muzhe and Anle still have Anle. If Anle's two dragon-type Tao slaves are added to it, the current strength of Jianchi Palace... is simply unimaginable.
Su Muzhe was a little confused.
Jianchi Palace, which was once at the bottom of the world, has become so powerful without even realizing it.
"Indeed, if you can successfully enter the Ten Realms... Jianchi Palace will bloom again in this era."
Wang Yansheng's eyes also flickered, with some light.
"Even...more than that."
"Young Master's upper limit is far beyond our imagination. In the future, Jianchi Palace will be able to produce an eleventh-level venerable, or even... a supreme being!"
The sword energy on Wang Yansheng's body was surging, his sleeves were bulging, and his sword intent was raging.
There was ambition in his heart.
It was Anle that gave him this ambition.
Su Muzhe was also shaken all over. Is the original venerable of the eleventh realm...even the supreme?
Supreme... Over the long years of human life, there are only a handful of powerful people who have truly set foot in the realm of the Supreme.
Thousands of years ago, the Emperor Qin Shihuang, who was unparalleled in splendor, united the four seas, and unified the world, was a supreme being.
That is a strong man who is enough to shock even the heavens!
Just when the two of them were mentally turbulent and thinking about a better future, an invisible wave of air roared over them, blowing the sword light on the Jianchi Lake like a snake, and the sword bell even made a dull sound involuntarily.
Wang Yansheng's expression suddenly changed.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Seventh Mountain. The sky there... suddenly turned dark!
"This..." Wang Yansheng was horrified, what happened?
This pressure...this cramped and suffocating feeling...someone is attacking the ten realms!
Even Su Muzhe felt it.
At this moment, all the powerful men above the Nine Realms in Jinguan City were shocked and excited. They jumped into the sky and looked up at the Seventh Mountain.
"That's the direction of the Holy Mountain...the Seventh Mountain...Master!"
Wang Yansheng thought of something, and his face changed drastically.
The sword light in his sleeves galloped out like a dragon, wrapped around his body, and quickly swept away in the direction of the Seventh Mountain.
Su Muzhe also thought of something, his eyes were startled, and his face showed a look of disbelief.
"Young master is actually... faster than me?"
Su Muzhe pursed her red lips lightly, and a complex color appeared on her face.
Old Zhao, Old Zhao... the young man you value has begun to amaze the whole world.
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Dali City.
Star-catching platform.
Lu Yishan is dealing with a mountain of documents. He is not an ambitious person, but he is a capable person.
Since he agreed to assist Zuo Anle, he will do his best, just like he did when he assisted Zuo Dali.
Of course, the current situation is even different, because there is one more competitor, and that is Xiliang City.
Li Youan is not an ordinary person, and the personal ability of the legendary champion is beyond doubt. For such a genius, if Lu Yishan does not take it seriously, the development of Dali City may really be suppressed by Xiliang City.
Moreover, in terms of geographical location, Xiliang City is much better than Dali City. The prerequisites for development destined Dali City to be at a disadvantage.
However, it seemed to Lu Yishan that the problem was not a big one, and that a challenge would make him feel excited.
After writing the next five-year development plan for Dali City, he wrote very clearly, such as how to introduce spiritual talents, how to carry out spiritual enlightenment, etc.
"Wang Banshan, a former liberal arts master, built an academy in Xiliang City. With Wang Banshan's Confucian reputation, he could definitely attract half of the scholars in the Zhao Dynasty to go there and pursue knowledge. In this way, the culture of Xiliang City could be The atmosphere is improved... When the atmosphere of a city is improved, it will naturally develop faster. "
"If we kill them all at this point, Dali will be far behind. We have to find a way."
"Building an academy in Dali is definitely not feasible. Dali itself does not have such an atmosphere. However, if we can trick the Martial Arts Temple into Dali... it would be good."
"The Western Liang Academy of Literature, the Dali Martial Arts Temple... After the death of the Zhao Dynasty, the Academy of Literature and the Martial Arts Temple will look for and support the new dynasty of Zuo, just in time to complete the distribution."
Lu Yishan smiled, his eyes bright.
In his opinion, the Martial Arts Temple is easier to deal with than the Liberal Arts Academy, because the Liberal Arts Academy has to deal with a group of pretentious scholars. Some scholars, if they read too much, will have a high-minded and low-handed temperament, which is difficult to manage.
However, Wu Temple does not have this problem.
Although the warriors seem to be difficult to get along with, in fact... order is the best thing to control.
As long as you can defeat them, you have the right to speak, and it is reasonable to say that your fists are big.
As for whether it is bigger than a fist, Lu Yishan is still very confident with his tenth realm cultivation and stargazing chart.
"Even a general like Ye Longsheng, who has trained his body to the nine realms of perfection, I can easily suppress him one on one, even without the support of a large army."
The corners of Lu Yishan's lips raised slightly.
Therefore, he has already made plans to introduce a martial arts temple to Dali City in the future.
Suddenly, his writing paused, his eyes narrowed sharply, and he turned to look in the direction of the Seventh Mountain...
"Young Master...are you causing trouble again?"
"No, this is...a disaster of heaven and earth! Young master wants to break through the ten realms?!"
Lu Yishan's eyes suddenly lit up, he took a deep breath, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.
Anle's foundation is so profound, Anle knows it too well...
Those who have perfected the Double Nine Realms can fight against those in the late stages of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters and even those who have reached Perfection, which shows that the foundation of peace and happiness is solid enough to achieve cross-border fighting.
If this is from God, then it is naturally a good thing and has the appearance of an immortal king.
However, in the human world, it is not a good thing. Although during this period, the cultivation of the human world has recovered, and strong people have set foot in the ten realms one after another, breaking down the barriers.
But...it is still unclear whether the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the human world can bear the destruction of such a peerless monster like Anle!
"Look at the scale of this heaven and earth disaster...it's comparable to the Eleventh Realm!"
"Master, Master...are you a little anxious?"
Lu Yishan murmured.
He felt that Anle could wait for the origin of heaven and earth to recover for a period of time before trying to break through.
If we break through now, it will be too difficult and dangerous...even the failure rate will be far higher than what the world imagines.
However, Lu Yishan quickly sighed. He naturally knew why Anle was so anxious to break through.
Or the pressure brought by Emperor Yuanmeng was too much.
Although the current Emperor Yuanmeng was suppressed and sealed in the Lishan Ancient Tomb.
However, the recovery of human practice...means that Emperor Yuanmeng is gradually refining the nine middle-earth dragon veins, which means...that Emperor Yuanmeng is not far away from breaking the seal and returning to the world...!
And Emperor Yuanmeng broke the seal, and his level of cultivation... must have reached the eleventh realm!
"That's why the young master is anxious to break through."
"But Young Master's breakthrough... is very different from Lao Wang's breakthrough."
"A young master can defeat at least a hundred Lao Wang... Therefore, the power of the calamity is at least a hundred times higher!"
Lu Yishan murmured.
He put down the wolf hair in his hand, and with the metal wheelchair lying across it, he flew directly out of the star-catching platform and towards the seventh mountain. He was worried and had to rush over to take a look.
While flying, I looked at the terrifying black cloud, which was still expanding...
Depression and confinement haunted his heart.
This calamity... must be worth a thousand Lao Wang, right? !
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Yuanmeng Dadu.
Zuo Xiang Boyan, swaying his feather fan slightly, wearing a silk scarf on his head, looked from a distance, as if he could feel the narrow and terrifying pressure of the source hanging down from a long distance away...
"This pressure... is more terrifying than when Your Majesty broke through the ten realms!"
"This son An Le is indeed a monster, a monster even more terrifying than Your Majesty."
"Fortunately, Your Majesty was born five hundred years earlier than Anle..."
Zuo Xiang Boyan let out a long breath.
My heart was slightly shaken.
"However, now that human cultivation has just recovered, can it bear... such a monster's breakthrough?"
Boyan narrowed his eyes and chuckled.
"Li You'an can do it, Lu Yishan can do it. Although they can be regarded as geniuses, they are much worse than Anle. At least when they reach the perfection of the nine realms, it is impossible for them to fight against the strong men of the ten realms and three disasters, let alone kill them. "
"The gap is huge, so calamity extradition is also not on the same level."
Boyan actually couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.
If An Le fails to break through this disaster and his body and soul are damaged, it will naturally be of great benefit to Yuan Meng.
Boyan could actually guess why Anle was so anxious to break through...
That's because the pressure brought by His Majesty is too great.
"We can't let him succeed..."
Boyan tightened his grip on the feather fan in his hand, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Nowadays, Lu Yishan, Wang Yansheng, Li Youan and others all take Anle as their leader, and their purpose is to assist Zuo Anle.
If something happens to An Le, the other party will definitely be in dire straits and will not be able to threaten Yuan Meng in a short period of time. And when Emperor Yuan Meng walks out of Lishan Mountain, Yuan Meng's power will rise to its absolute peak!
No one in the world can compete with him!
As soon as he thought of this, Boyan took a step forward, and the tyrannical Qi of the Ten Realms spread out, turning into a stream of light and shooting out quickly.
If he wants to stop Anle from breaking through, he alone is not enough.
But he was definitely not the only one who didn't want An Le to succeed.
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at the same time.
When the origin of heaven and earth appeared in the sky above the Seventh Mountain, and rained down the brewing calamity of heaven and earth on the human world.
In the entire human world, the strong men of all the major forces felt it, and their expressions became very wonderful, very weird... very shocking!
Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.
Zhenwu Hall.
Under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, Taoist Qingyun was sitting on a futon, holding the lotus seal in his hand, and the sandalwood was faintly scented. He opened his eyes, and there was purple meaning flowing deep in his eyes, which was endlessly shocking.
"Such a monster, so talented...you can't mess with him, you can't mess with him!"
Taoist Qingyun murmured.
Suddenly, his eyes fluctuated, and his figure instantly disappeared from the hall.
When he appeared again, he was already on the top of Qingcheng Mountain. The strong wind was blowing, blowing his Taoist robes tightly to his body, clearly outlining the appearance of the Qingguo Taoist.
Above his head, the Tianmen vibrated and shone with light, and the clouds steamed and shone brightly.
Slowly, God's will poured down from behind the Tianmen.
Taoist Qingyun's face was filled with complicated meanings.
But after listening to the will transmitted from above, he could not help but sigh and perform a Taoist ceremony.
The next moment, the old Taoist sat cross-legged above Qingcheng Mountain and began to pinch the seal.
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Lotus Temple, the Great Hall.
Countless monks sat upright, beat the water, chanted the Buddha's words, and the sound of Sanskrit was heard.
It seemed that countless golden lights were rising in the hall, brilliant and dazzling.
The two old monks wearing red and gold-rimmed Daluo cassocks, sitting at the front of many monks, slowly opened their eyes, their eyes were deep and distant, as if there was a golden Buddha image reflected in the depths of their children's eyes.
"Amitabha, the death of Pudu Junior Brother... should be resolved."
The two monks spoke, looked at each other, and nodded slightly.
The Buddha's name was chanted again.
In the huge temple, the sound of bells rang, and it vibrated slowly.
Many monks were still chanting devoutly.
But the two old monks had disappeared, and only the sound of wooden fish could be heard faintly.
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Thousands of peaks gather together, and thousands of valleys are towering.
Kunpeng Mountain.
The place where thousands of monsters are entrenched.
The peaks rise from the ground, like knives, swords, and guns!
On a very steep mountain, there is a middle-aged man in cloth clothes, sitting on it, pouring a bowl of wine, drinking heroically, the wine flying, soaking the cloth clothes.
Looking at the source of pressure falling on the world, the man suddenly spread his wings behind him, covering the sky.
On several surrounding peaks, waves of powerful demonic energy rushed up to the sky like smoke columns.
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At Ganye Temple, beside the Lianxin Cave, the old macaque opened his eyes, smacked his lips, swung the black iron stick, and somersaulted out of Emei.
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In Lanke Temple, a monk in a green robe sweeping the floor looked up with deep eyes, sighed softly, and continued to sweep the dead leaves in front of the door that had lost their years in time.
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Da Zhao Dynasty, Lin'an Prefecture.
On Phoenix Mountain.
The ground is covered with spring peaches, covered with bluestone, brewing a sour taste.
Zhao Tianyan, the emperor of Da Zhao, sat among the fallen peach petals on the ground, his eyes calmly looking at Zhao Xianyou who was sitting in the pavilion, his aura became stronger and stronger, his face became more peaceful, and even seemed a little unruly and wantonly drinking.
"Anle, this boy, is about to break through the ten realms."
Zhao Tianyan's hair and shoulders were all stained with peach petals, and he said softly.
In this special state, he could clearly feel the changes in the original pressure of the human world.
"I didn't expect... he would be so fast..."
"The fact that he was able to draw his sword to destroy my plan... maybe it was destiny."
"God has destined me to take this path."
Zhao Tianyan murmured softly.
When Anle, with the help of Lu Yishan, conquered Dali and defeated Xiliang...
Zhao Tianyan already knew that the Great Zhao Dynasty... was in danger and was being targeted by a terrifying tiger.
The young man who was once completely despised by him has now grown to the point where he is extremely afraid and even wants to swallow up his kingdom.
However, now, Zhao Tianyan has let go, and it is the crown prince Zhao Shenyan who is in charge of the state affairs of the Great Zhao Dynasty.
Although Zhao Tianyan was upset, he was not completely confused.
He knew very well that if he wanted to change the situation and let the endangered Great Zhao continue for another 500 years, he could only hope for the next move.
Zhao Xianyou sat in the pavilion, radiating light and becoming more and more ethereal. He had a completely different temperament from the Zhao family emperor who sat on the ground with all the peach blossoms falling.
One was like a fairy in heaven, and the other was like a mortal on the ground.
Zhao Xianyou never even looked at Zhao Tianyan who was sitting there, and he became more and more ethereal, as if he was about to ascend to heaven at any time.
Only when he drank a pot of old wine from the mortal world did he seem to have a little bit of earthly breath.
On the contrary, Zhao Tianyan was staring at Zhao Xianyou all the time, not daring to relax at all.
When a strand of hair turned white from the root to the tip, Zhao Tianyan's head... turned white.
However, his eyes were much brighter.
"The time has come."
"Flying fairy."
Zhao Tianyan raised his hand and bit the pads of five fingers. Five drops of bright red blood dripped out and floated in the air.
Slowly, five drops of blood, as if alive, turned into five silk shackles, heading towards Zhao Xianyou.
In the pavilion, Zhao Xianyou chuckled, and the chuckle gradually turned into a big laugh.
Finally, he was completely covered by five strong blood-colored silk threads and turned into...
blood cocoon.
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The heavy clouds spit out flying lightning, and the tall buildings thundered.
The seventh mountain.
The mountain wind howled, and the wind blew violently, bending the trees on the mountain.
Only in the small courtyard on the top of the mountain, a figure in white clothes, as tall as a proud bamboo, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the dark clouds and sky, and ascended to the sky.
Anle naturally didn't know that his return to the human world to impact the tenth realm would cause a stir from all sides.
However, even if he knew, he didn't care.
He was bound to break the tenth realm.
The attack in front of the Immortal Pride Monument made him realize the shortcomings of his own strength.
The threat brought by the Yuan Mongolian Emperor in the ancient tomb of Mount Li made him feel like a sword hanging over his head at all times.
The Saint Master once said that the world was about to undergo a great change, which made him feel urgent.
Only by breaking through the ten realms could he have enough power to resist the great trend in the future.
This disaster was obviously not as simple as the "Nirvana Fire" of the ten realms and one disaster.
Because the foundation of Anle is so solid, his power has even attracted the attention of the origin of the world. When the origin brings disaster, the ordinary fire of Nirvana will also turn into a prairie fire, which is extremely terrifying.
The black clouds stacked up layer by layer, pressing across hundreds of miles in radius, are getting thicker and thicker.
In fact, the black cloud is still expanding, until it is thousands of miles away!
Like a huge black mushroom canopy, with the Seventh Mountain as its stem, it connects the sky and the earth.
Anle's feet stepped on nothingness, straight into the clouds, and unknowingly entered the air.
The black clouds were so low that it seemed that if you raised your hand at will, you could touch it, and with a little force, you could pierce it.
While disaster is still brewing...
Suddenly there were waves of tyrannical auras around him, approaching from far to near.
That is one respect for ten realms.
Of course, these ten realms all restrained their aura, not daring to be too arrogant, for fear of being implicated in such a terrifying disaster.
Even people like Lu Yishan and Li Youan held their breath and looked from a distance.
Farther away, there are Nine Realm experts, looking from afar like pilgrims, not daring to approach these mountains.
On the sky dome, there are virtual images of mountains, light and shadow intertwined.
One after another, holy mountains emerged.
Those are the other five holy mountains. The five holy mountain owners are standing on the top of the mountain, looking at them with complicated eyes, expecting, marveling and envying.
Many strong men stopped moving forward when they were within a hundred miles of the Seventh Holy Mountain.
Either it falls in the mountains, or it sits on the top of an ancient tree, or it sits cross-legged on the rugged rocks... and looks out from afar.
"Junior brother, you are worthy of being a junior brother... He is about to break through the ten realms."
"Some people have broken through the ten realms, and even the calamity cloud has not appeared. Some people have broken through the ten realms, but it is enough to attract the origin to attack... This is the charm of a monster."
The second mountain of the Holy Mountain, Su Zhanxian, the owner of the second mountain, was filled with emotions.
The other mountain owners couldn't help but feel confused, because... before they knew it, they were about to be trampled under Anle's feet.
However, the second mountain master Su Zhanxian smiled and glanced around.
Feeling the various auras coming and going, he shook his head.
"If my junior brother hadn't joined the world's conflicts, who would have dared to invade the tribulations he endured in the Ten Realms?"
"It's a pity that if there is no if, this nirvana disaster for my junior brother will not be peaceful."
A strong wind arose between heaven and earth.
Looking at the young man in white rising from the seventh mountain, facing the black clouds in the sky, he seemed to be talking to heaven and earth.
The eyes of all the powerful men were focused.
Above the black clouds, one after another, counting carefully, there are nine golden currents flowing and brewing!
for a long time.
"boom--"
A distant and majestic sound of explosions sounded from the sky.
A dazzling golden thunder made entirely of flames suddenly appeared, then descended from the settling clouds and turned into a long dragon with teeth and claws.
In an instant, he pounced towards the figure in white clothes Shengxue, standing in mid-air with wind and thunder lingering around him.
Above the dome.
It seems that there are gods beating drums and thousands of immortals roaring.
Lightning flashed and lightning danced wildly.
In an instant, many powerful men, whether they were rushing or were rushing, raised their heads, and their bodies, including the entire world, were rendered golden by the lightning.
The golden fire brings the ultimate burning heat to the world.
Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair and looked from a distance.
His eyes narrowed again and again.
Looking at the first falling golden thunder turned by flames, he finally... exhaled a breath.
His face was as sinking as water.
"Nirvana Heavenly Fire."
…
Beyond the dark clouds.
The sound of Buddha lingered, and two red cassocks flew. The two World Honored Ones from Lianhua Temple appeared, with their palms clasped together. The Buddha's light shone all over their bodies, and their eyes were deep. Looking at the first golden thunder, the sunken eyes revealed A look of regret.
"It seems that there is no need for me to take action... the little mountain owner of the Seventh Mountain will certainly not survive."
Nirvana heavenly fire.
Those are the ten disasters that are only recorded in history books.
The person who once caused such disasters... was the peerless figure, the First Emperor Ying Qin, but even the First Emperor Ying Qin had to survive in an era when spiritual practice was prevalent, relying on the power of heaven and earth to live towards death.
But now that practice has dried up, there is just an era of revival.
It is absolutely impossible for Anle to survive this unharmed disaster.
This is a fatal disaster!
The fire of Nirvana, plus the fairy fire, is not as simple as one plus one!
The immortal fire in the world is the fire that refines and forges weapons, even the most precious treasures can be forged.
The heavenly immortal fire is even worse than the earthly immortal fire, and it is fused with the fire of Nirvana and condensed into flames and thunder... It is naturally the manifestation of the great slaughter of heaven and earth. It is the origin of the human world that is aware of the peerless threat posed by the peerless evildoer. And the killing calamity condensed.
Such a killing and calamity...
There are nine ways!
Who can cross?
Who dares to cross? !
When everyone was shocked by this extremely terrifying golden thunder dragon transformed from the Nirvana Heavenly Fire.
The white clothes ripped apart the void.
The young man who ascended to the sky was filled with vitality and blood, like a surging river and sea, with thunderous waves crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of white waves!
Like a white comet, it hit the golden thunder dragon.
However, since the calamity has occurred, there are people... heading towards the calamity!
Fight for crossing!
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