Chapter 168 The Holy Master gives a mountain and river tripod and gets into the Taoist fruit space to see the emperor [please give me a monthly ticket]

The breeze blew gently, as if it was a bit solidified by the air.

The burly figure condensed by the power of the dragon vein emitted golden light under the rising sun, blocking Anle's body, raising his hand, blocking Tielie's body, shattering the bloodline of Emperor Yuanmeng.

Blood Crane.

Tie Lie's head hit the ground, and his life officially came to an end.

However, although he was dead, the reason why he had been angry and refused to close his eyes was because the incense ash floating on the first mountain master controlled his body, wanting to use his body as a bomb to use it as a good thing.

The last test.

This is an insult to Tielie.

He can die in battle, but after death, the body is insulted so much, he will naturally be angry about it.

Even the blood of Emperor Yuanmeng in his body was pulled out. Such an insult made Tie Lie wish he could kill the zombie!

Fortunately, Emperor Yuanmeng completely refined the dragon vein, and the power of the dragon vein he mastered became the medium for Emperor Yuanmeng to come at this moment.

The golden dragon vein power gathered into the vague appearance of Emperor Yuanmeng. His body was burly and stood there, like an ancient god on the grassland, with powers like electric snakes entangled around him.

The sword energy in the Niwan Palace in Anle's eyebrows was raging, and he slowly took the Heart Sword into it. A strange look appeared on his face.

The national teacher, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, sat upright in a wheelchair. After hearing the eunuch's words, he slowly turned around, without any fluctuations in his eyes: "Say it again."

Anle, who sat cross-legged in front of the ancient tripod, suddenly opened her eyes.

But this ancient tripod suppressed the dragon vein and condensed luck. Under such smudges, it was no longer an ordinary thing.

"Teacher, can't you see it?"

This is already a secret concerning the holy mountain. The master of the Sixth Mountain originally would not say it, but he did not choose to hide it from Zhao Huangting, who had not had much time.

It ended with the former first mountain master.

He naturally knew what Emperor Yuanmeng meant. Without the identity of the mountain master, he no longer had the support of the saint, so Emperor Yuanmeng had no scruples when he took action.

The first mountain master murmured.

The shock quickly turned into madness. He stood up, his white and black hair kept flying.

...

Countless clones fell gracefully towards the foot of the mountain.

Inside the Dantian, the five animals in the green mountains are also the innate spiritual energy that helps him quickly recover and consume.

The purpose of the saint's will to return to the world is actually the gift that has long been promised to give peace.

"Twelve realms, do you think it's so easy to enter?"

The Niwan Palace opened and closed, the sword energy was raging, and above the Liuli Heart Sword, the soul opened its eyes, and the rays of light were raised with a loud bang, and the soul suddenly walked out of the space of the mind.

National teacher Lu Yishan, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the purple thunder arrows that straddled the sky.

Suddenly.

"National Master, Your Majesty asks you to go there."

Of course, this effect is not the most important. Anle can feel that through the Seventh Mountain Master Order, Anle can feel that there is an extremely majestic aura inside the Seventh Mountain.

The Sixth Mountain Lord said lightly.

A solemn look suddenly appeared on his face. This was an arrow from Emperor Yuan Meng to vent his anger, but it was also an arrow from the whole world to show its strength by shooting him.

"So, Uncle Yan Tong was just like those former mountain masters. When he became a deserter, the teacher never restricted the deserter. If they wanted to escape, they would run away. Uncle Yan Tong was just one of the many deserters."

Anle stood on the top of the mountain, and the hurricane suddenly roared, blowing his clothes and flew.

"This is the best shot in the world!"

The purple thunder arrow broke through the incense burner and penetrated, but Uncle Yan Tong's body seemed to turn into a twisted point, and was swallowed straight in, completely disappearing without a trace.

"I... seem to see the end of heaven and earth."

Uncle Yan Tong's figure sat upright in the void, and countless figures were confused again, unable to capture his true body.

"Take the corpses of the orphan descendants as a test... Uncle Yan Tong, are you provoking the orphan? Who gives you the qualification to act like this?"

The transformation of the Emperor's Dao Fruit even requires peace and happiness to unify the world and regain the mountains and rivers in the north.

The laughter gradually subsided. He looked at Fusong Mountain, which seemed to have transformed, and his eyes showed a strange look: "I really didn't expect that this kid Anle could actually become the owner of the seventh mountain..."

"For example, among the powerful forces in the lower world today, there are still former mountain masters who survive in the world, Lianhua Temple, Zhenwu Temple, Zhaixing Sect... all former mountain masters, and there are even some who I don't know about my identity."

The Taoist fruits shine like stars.

He was also informing him that he should fulfill his promise.

The eight dragon veins were interwoven into shape, and they turned into a large bow made of dragon veins!

National Master Lu Yishan's eyes were lowered, and there was a little hesitation in his eyes.

If he uses his mind and innate spiritual energy to refine it... Anle feels that with his current cultivation level of the six realms of body-building mind and mind, he doesn't have to think about refining this ancient cauldron, which is impossible.

But the old man standing up opened his hand and an ancient mountain master's order floated up in his palm, with a deep luster.

Dali Country, on the Star Picking Platform.

"You are worthy of being the first mountain master for seven hundred years. You are farther than those old guys above the ten realms. Today, you are indeed qualified to let the orphan take action."

"This arrow, Emperor Yuanmeng is showing his strength!"

Today, Dali Kingdom is gradually unable to tolerate him.

Above the sky, there were densely intertwined figures of old men. Each figure of old men sat upright on the clouds. In his eyes, there were stars in the night sky, mysterious and mysterious.

Lu Yishan sighed lightly.

"But why don't you stop..."

"Then the lonely will enter the twelve realms." Emperor Yuanmeng spoke heroically and took another step.

This is the terror of the power of the dragon vein, and this is the power of Emperor Yuanmeng who has completely refined the eight dragon veins in the Middle Earth!

...

Even, according to this filling and refining method, unless the cultivation level of Anle reaches the tenth level, there may be a possibility of refining.

The words of the Sixth Mountain Lord gave Zhao Huangting a reassurance.

The saint master did not explain how to refine this cauldron, but just asked Anle to find a way out.

None of them...

"I was willing to come to Zhaixingtai a few days ago to do it, but now I don't even look... Your Majesty, you think the current situation is too simple."

The first mountain master Yan Tongshu looked up and his body was trembling uncontrollably. There was even a hint of joy and expectation in his eyes: "Teacher..."

"In fact, it has not been long." said the Sixth Mountain Lord: "This is the genius, and it will be shocking."

But Anle smiled, looked at the huge bronze ancient tripod that was a hundred meters high, raised his hand and knocked gently.

Uncle Yan Tong's words did not receive a response from the saint.

One day the emperor and another day the minister.

He slowly walked to the cliff and raised his hand. The broken mountain master's order and the last gap were suddenly filled.

Regret? Painful?

Having a hundred years of fate with the Holy Mountain can't beat a young man full of variables?

The power of the golden dragon vein seemed to be truly revived at this moment. In the midst of turmoil, it was like the dragon genus in the four seas making a deafening roar.

Finally, the peaceful soul was supported to the [Emperor] Taoist fruit.

"The First Mountain Lord... Well, what was the situation with the former First Mountain Lord?" Zhao Huangting asked.

Anle walked slowly, walked to the ancient cauldron, and reached out to touch the cauldron.

Anle suddenly realized that there were seven mountains in the Holy Mountain, which means that there was an ancient tripod inside each holy mountain that had suppressed the dragon veins.

...

"I saw the collapse of the Holy Mountain and the fall of the mountain masters."

The official was nothing but Qin Lishi who was ordered by the Emperor of the Zhao family.

This identity will make Emperor Yuanmeng more afraid. Although he is confident and is the best in the world, he will still restrain himself against the saint.

Now, the flight was getting higher and higher.

His steps were getting faster and faster, and the amplitude became bigger and bigger. In the end, he was already on the top of the mountain, like a thunder!

The power of the dragon veins intertwined, as if a roaring dragon collided!

Uncle Yan Tong didn't know how he was feeling for a moment.

The first mountain master said calmly.

"The scene of that kid climbing your sixth mountain and practicing the five animals torch body on the stone paths of the mountain, as if it were yesterday."
To be continued...