Chapter 164: A sword hangs up the long river of time, and the invincible force devours the Yuanmeng dragon vein [Please give me a monthly vote]

The rich blood turned into blood mist and spread, and the pungent blood lingered in the dark air.

Gu Huangquan never expected that Anle's sword could be so powerful. Is it a sword at the fifth level?

Not only did he easily tear open the mountain of Qi and blood condensed by the seven realms of body-building and fusion of qi and blood into innate spiritual energy, but he also twisted his arms directly to pieces!

Even a complete piece of flesh and blood was not left behind. The membrane, meridians, and spiritual bones were all tung into blood powder under a sword!

Not only that, the sword intent and sword energy contained in Anle's broken bamboo sword continued to penetrate into his body along the wound, running around in his meridians, trying to destroy his flesh and blood tissue and destroy him.

Vitality.

The pain instantly clung to Gu Huangquan's mind. His eyes were hideous and scarlet. The huge power carried by the sword energy flew out in an impact.

The magical phenomenon of the demon tiger transformed by the qi and blood of the fifth realm was actually powerful, which made him, a seventh realm body-building practitioner, feel that it is unmatched.

What kind of monster is this guy?

The sword intent, invincible power, and the ancient demon Five Animals who had truly stepped into the perfect realm, burst out with unimaginable power at this moment.

Just a sword, Gu Huangquan's arm was shattered, causing him to completely lose his combat power.

Gu Huangquan was directly destroyed by the attack of the power of the Time Buddha Eye of Monk Huikong, and now Anle has a broken arm.

Both arms are difficult to recover, which is naturally a big blow to Gu Huangquan and has a great impact on his combat power.

Gu Huangquan's head was covered with blood-stained beads of sweat.

Li Youan looked at Gu Huangquan's struggle, and his terrified soul was swallowed by his biological father Gu Chenglin. He couldn't help but spit out two words in disgust: "Crazy."

"Climbing the Seventh Mountain is a risky thing. If you are not convinced, you will go and cause trouble for the Holy Mountain."

"Thank you."

The monk Huikong smiled, and the corners of his lips were curled up, and he had already begun to chant the Buddhist scriptures to save these dead souls like fireflies.

The battlefield had just been divided, and the battle in the sheepskin coat was almost condensed into a substantial flow of water.

Once the emperor of a country was issued, it was equivalent to agreeing to the entry of the ghost messenger and the King of Hell. The fate of the Great Zhao was accused of their entry. Previously, the evil people like the Ghost messenger and the King of Hell would inevitably provoke them when they entered the borders of the Great Zhao.

The alertness of the country's fortune made it difficult for them to hide their own aura, and Li You'an's Flying Tiger Army could respond quickly and go to block the situation.

Li Youan sat upright in the military tent, wiping his sword, and his soul suddenly emerged into the clouds, looking into the direction of Fusong Mountain from afar, and watching the scene of the geniuses from all over the world gathering in Fusong Mountain to compete for the position of the seventh mountain master.

Wotai looked at Ge Xiaoe, clenched the order of the incomplete mountain master, with a fiery gaze.

Li Youan's Flying Tiger Army faced the crazy army of Xiliang, blocking the invasion of the powerful people in the Hell Palace in the Xiliang Army. As a result, Emperor Zhao directly relaxed the conditions and issued an edict to allow the ghost messengers and the King of Hell in the Hell Palace.

Entry...

The picture is on the Falcons list, and among them, it is the last one.

The sunset is long, and the Wotai, which is already at the peak of the sixth realm, at this moment, with the help of the surge of sunset, I lift my body straight into the clouds, travel around the world, and gain freedom!

"The master does not need to thank me. I have a great heart, and it is also my duty to eliminate demons."

Wotai's eyes condensed, and the power contained in this sword was actually comparable to the attack of a seventh-level practitioner!

"You in the fifth realm are afraid that you can kill the ordinary seven realms, but I am not the ordinary seven realms!"

The formation was running, countless blades jingled, and the rotation speed became faster and faster, and the cut air was broken.

Gu Naihe has fiery red lips and a charming figure. She doesn't care about being ignored by Tie Lie. Her eyes are also shining, looking at Anle, the boy who killed her brother.

Above a large stone, there was a soul clone sitting cross-legged, which was the third mountain master.

Gu Huangquan's body was slightly lowered to the ground, and the black patterns flowing out of his body were increasing, and finally, his skin turned completely black!

His eyes were scarlet and his skin was as dark as ink.

Since you see such a demon, you will not get rid of it and keep it harming the world?

The Big Zhao’s Little Saint List may not have any reference value, but if Anle is placed on the list of other countries, it will definitely be a person who can stand at the top!

The jacket shook, and countless blades hang down like dragon scales, densely intertwined. With the jinglings, under the palm of the wate, it was pressed down on the ground, and it was covered in fine cutting towards Anle.

The moonlight is cold and splashing from the sky, reflecting the clone of this soul, white and even a little holy.

Her white palms actually patted gently, hummed the tunes deep in her memory, danced her body, and walked towards the higher part of Fusong Mountain.

There was no hatred in her eyes, and there was even a touch of fieryness, and she wished she could integrate into the brightness of her body. Her tongue couldn't help but stretch out and licked the corners of her lips.

Following the sensation in the mountain master's order, Wotai looked at Anle, and grinned with a fanatical and excited smile.

Halfway through the mountain, Gu Naihe, who was swaying with a plump waist and hips, took off the broken mountain master from the fourth mountain master's hand, suddenly his delicate body trembled, his long eyelashes trembled, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

In the broken bone arms, countless souls floated like fireflies in the dark night, and there seemed to be a sad song lingering between the sky and the earth.

It means that only four people can continue climbing the mountain and meet the second mountain owner.

Lin'an Prefecture, within the imperial city.

"This boy... can already kill the seventh realm with his own strength."

"You think so, that's it."

Anle bowed with fists and gave a response.

At this moment, he did not choose to use the energy of time.

"you……"

Anle said.

He looked at Wotai and said, "Wotai, if you can kill him, kill him. I felt the insult to Your Majesty in him, don't leave a living!"

The second mountain master's soul also looked over.

"I'll give you another last chance! You still won't answer!"

Facing the dense flying swords, Anle bent his fingers and knocked his fingers, the sword energy intertwined all over his body. Every wisp of sword energy collided with the flying sword, and a roar roared, and the sword energy and sword energy were raging.

"Since the order."

The blood and blood in his body were squirming, as if evil dragons were fighting with Anle's sword energy, suppressing Anle's sword energy.

Time is the power of trump card he has. It is naturally the best that others can make up for it and explain it.

"I won't explain the rules much. Next, determine your opponent."

The powerful people such as Yuan Meng Prime Minister Bo Yan, Yangdi Wang Ge Lie, Dali National Master Lu Yishan and others clearly all have the ability to be transcendent, so why do they still want to become officials in the court and be under the emperor? It is the temptation of the country's destiny.

However, the power of the dragon vein that was about to collapse was suddenly swallowed by the invincible golden dragon that emerged above Anle's head. The invincible momentum became increasingly high and majestic.

He wanted to confront Anle, but unfortunately, fate was not the time.

"His Majesty……"

Wotai's head suddenly flew high under the colorful sword light.

The immortal strangeness of immortal blood is not that easy to suppress.

The bamboo sword green mountain suddenly floated up.

Anle's sword was heading for breaking the formation!

A wisp of time energy that had not yet been chosen to bless him was mobilized by him, flowing in his body, wandering between the meridians, and finally spreading into the green mountains of Zhujian.

The sunset has been over for a long time, and the stars climb high in the sky, as if they are spinning in a hurry, waiting for the rising sun tomorrow.

The white clothes are better than the happiness of snow, and the green mountains are worn back to the waist.

Among them, there is Gu Huangquan's twisted and terrified face...

The three are intertwined, and at this moment, the sword light burst out is dazzling!

When An Le had not handed out this sword, but his mind moved, the battle puppet sat directly next to Wotai.

The third mountain master said.

However, Qin Lishi was actually a little confused. The Emperor of the Zhao family did not get the Heart Sword. Should he forcefully take that step?

This sword almost broke through the sword formation!

When Gu Huangquan heard this, he let out a long breath, and a hint of relief gradually emerged in his eyes.

Of course, another reason is that in the light curtain, the time energy that can be blessed is consumed, leaving only a strand of golden time energy extracted from the saint master. This strand of time energy...

I can't bear to use this to waste natural resources here.

If happiness is not for the light curtain, it will not be able to mobilize the power of time, and it is understandable that it is expensive.

Gu Huangquan's death was like a small stone thrown in the long river, causing insignificant waves.

A two-part spear as dark as ink suddenly overlapped and one spear was pierced in an instant.

An Le had turned around, her white clothes flew up, and she walked slowly towards the soul clone of the Fourth Mountain Lord in the distance.

"Master, these dead souls... are left to you to save them."

It was like a tornado that surged from Fusong Mountain. The dead souls that were being saved by Monk Huikong were immediately swept away by the tornado like a river, storm and slid towards the direction of Canglang River.

Gu Huangquan is the eldest grandson of the Xiliang Kingdom. He died on the mountaineering road in the Seventh Mountain, so the troubles caused will naturally not be small.
To be continued...