Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

When Anle grasped the hilt of the sword, he could only hear the beating of his heart like a drum in his chest and the roar of the blood in his body like a rushing river.

In fact, he had nothing in his mind, his thoughts were almost empty, and he just responded to the instinctive impulse of his body, transformed into a giant, rushed forward, and grabbed the big sword that the Zhenyang Stone had turned into.

This sword is incredibly large, comparable to a small building. For ordinary monks, even lifting it is a problem, let alone wielding it. But in the hands of the giant Anle, the sword seems to be just right and fits perfectly, as if it was born for this moment!

An ancient, wild yet powerful force began to flow from the hilt of the sword into Anle's body.

Immediately afterwards, the Heart of the Great Wilderness was like a powerful furnace, and the ancient secret power of the wilderness turned into charcoal fire, igniting the furnace!

His blood was like molten copper, flowing in his body, making a dull sound of rushing water!

The secret power quickly spread throughout the body with the help of the blood. The muscles, bones, and internal organs, which had already expanded countless times, burst out with terrible power again as if they were about to burn.

The next second, flames actually ignited on Anle's body!

Unlike the Yangyan Realm of the fifth realm of martial arts, this flame ignited the blood and spiritual power at the same time, emerging from the astonishingly bright barbarian patterns, clinging to the skin, winding like a fire snake, and quickly enveloping Anle's entire body.

At first, the flame was dark red, like the color of a sea of ​​blood, but soon, strands of brilliant gold emerged from the dark red, dazzling the eyes.

On the panel, [Heart of the Great Wilderness] and [Ancient Wilderness Battle Pattern] gradually disappeared.

Then, a line of text flashed by -

[Unlocked entry: Ancient Desolate Flood Furnace Body (Gold)! ]

At this time, the rotten human face in the darkness also noticed the changes below.

An ugly and terrifying smile was frozen on this huge face. It was stunned at first, and then its facial features were distorted, revealing an expression of shock and anger. Its dark eyeballs were full of resentment, and its mouth uttered an ancient and mysterious language.

"The remnants of the Great Wilderness!"

"Do you think this meager power can fight against a great being like me?"

"Your final destination is to be swallowed by darkness!"

These obscure words are not only meant to convey meaning, but are also filled with strange power, causing the earth of the ruins to shake continuously, the palace to sway, and even tiny cracks to appear.

Immediately afterwards, the rotten human face underwent an extremely strange transformation. The big face split apart and turned into millions of human faces that were shrunk several times. Each face looked different, but all were rotten and decayed, and filled with a foul smell.

It seemed as if countless figures emerged from the darkness, erupting with anger, resentment, and murderous intent.

Then, countless human faces screamed shrilly and pressed towards the barrier with unprecedented ferocity, causing the barrier to deform and twist even more violently, and slowly pressed down from above.

The colorful rays of light that had barely held on just now quickly melted away like ice and snow, and the light gradually dimmed.

Su Dai and the others knew very well that when the glow of the sunset completely disappeared, the darkness would fall!

Lin Zhao's face turned pale, and his mind almost collapsed, but he still said to Xiang Tieta: "Brother Daoist, if Brother An can't hold on, I have a magic weapon given by the elders, which can resist a little."

Xiang Tieta glanced at him without saying anything, feeling a little solemn.

Zuo Yu stared at the air silently, unable to be sure whether Anle could stop such a terrible enemy.

The sloppy old Taoist standing aside blushed with embarrassment, no longer relaxed as before, and was ready to rescue Anle and protect everyone at any time.

You have to clean up the mess you made yourself.

Soon, the old Taoist stared at Anle in astonishment, thinking, "This magic weapon didn't reject him?"

"Also, his aura...how could it have increased so much!?"

at the same time.

Anle didn't care about the changes around him at all, his thoughts were immersed in some vague memories.

They were giants who did not belong to this era. They held weapons in their hands and roared with all their might. They were either carving out homes in the wasteland, or fighting with wild beasts, or resisting the terror in the darkness.

The shapes of the weapons vary greatly, sometimes it is a big sword, sometimes it is a big axe.

Although the giants are powerful, their enemies are equally terrifying, especially the dark shadows, which attack again and again, and seem impossible to completely eliminate. In the fight, the giants gradually become scarred, seriously injured, and finally fall down.

However, when one giant falls, another giant will come, pick up the weapon, and continue to move forward.

The torch will be passed on and will never be extinguished!

Anle's heart was shaken violently, and the surging power in his chest began to surge, like waves twisting and turning in his chest, and finally turned into the first loud and dull roar!

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the giant, whose body was covered in dark golden flames, slowly raised his sword.

In the golden firelight, one giant after another seemed to emerge, bringing with them a wild and ancient majestic aura. Gradually, several figures overlapped with Anle. The great power from ancient times, with the greatsword made of the Zhenyang Stone as the carrier, transcended the years and was bestowed upon Anle's body!

The giant roared, and it seemed as if countless roars sounded, extremely ferocious, filled with wild, ostentatious, and primitive savagery!

The sharp devilish sound instantly drowned out the sound of human faces, causing millions of faces to reveal expressions of fear.

Then, Anle took a step forward and slashed down with a sword together with the afterimage of the past!

hum-

This ancient sword burst out with unprecedented power, and an extremely dazzling sword light appeared out of nowhere and slashed towards the darkness above.

When the sloppy old Taoist saw the sword light, he even felt an instinctive tremor and fear.

He only felt that the power contained in this sword could cut through everything!

The moment the sword light slashed into the darkness, all the human faces let out screams of disbelief and fear. Large groups of human faces turned into powder and evaporated on the spot!

"This is impossible!"

The sound of the rotting human face was filled with fear. It gathered itself together again and tried to escape into the darkness to avoid the sword's pursuit.

But neither the frantic figures nor the sticky darkness could stop the power of the sword.

Finally, the sword light caught up with the human face and cut through the middle of the face.

The eyes of the rotten human face dimmed rapidly, and it muttered angrily, "The remnants of the Great Desolation..."

A dazzling light seeped out from under the human face bit by bit, and then it shattered into countless tiny pieces and completely disintegrated.

Outside the palace, many monsters were retreating, trembling and shivering, staring at the approaching darkness with terrified expressions.

But now, all of their eyes were attracted by the bright sword light, and they were vaguely dazed.

The sword slashed straight into the darkness!

In the terrible, sticky darkness, a wound hundreds of meters long was torn open, illuminating a corner of the dark night in the wilderness.

The strange existence in the darkness seemed to be afraid of the power of the sword and was unwilling to come into contact with it, causing it to remain in the night sky for a while, forming an unforgettable spectacle.

"Guuuuu..."

Old Niu stared at the sword light with dull eyes, his throat moved, and suddenly a tear flowed from his eye, as if he was recalling the past.

Xiong Batian and Hu Chunsheng looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts: "Could this be another commotion caused by Brother An?"

Not only this relic, but also the monks who hid in other shelters to escape the darkness saw the vision in the darkness.

This dazzling sword light shocked many people.

******

In the palace.

After Anle swung the sword, his body quickly shrank back to the size of a normal person. He fell down on the platform, his face pale and sweating profusely.

Su Dai was the first to rush to An Le. She skillfully handed him several pills and then checked his physical condition.

After taking the pill, An Le's face gradually regained a bit of redness, and his breathing became more stable: "I'm fine, I just consumed too much energy."

His cultivation level alone was actually not enough to unleash the full power of the Zhenyang Stone. This one sword alone almost drained him dry!

Anle took a deep breath and turned to look to the side.

The great sword decomposed into countless small cubes, and then reassembled into a silver-gray cube.

However, its aura was weaker than before, and it looked listless when it was suspended and turning. The light it emitted was dim, and it seemed that it had suffered considerable damage.

Fortunately, after Anle swung the sword, the darkness above the palace seemed to be afraid of the power of the sword and slowly receded like a tide. The terrifying existence in the darkness no longer cast malicious glances at him.

The invisible barrier created by the Zhenyang Stone was able to continue to be maintained and became stable again, keeping the darkness out of the palace and the ruins.

It’s strange to say, the sword just now was obviously powerful, but it did not cause any damage to the palace, as if it was only targeting the strange existence in the darkness.

Seeing that the crisis was over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Anle with strange eyes.

Xiang Tieta was the most direct person. He didn't care about anything. He smiled heartily, patted Anle on the shoulder, and said, "Haha! You're awesome, little junior brother. That sword move was great!"

"I thought you were going to collapse."

Lin Zhao, who was standing beside him, was full of admiration, respect and fear: "Fortunately, Brother An took action, otherwise not only us, but the entire ruins would have fallen."

When this was mentioned, everyone looked silently at the sloppy old Taoist who lowered his head.

The Taoist's face turned red again, and he said hesitantly, "I was so angry that I didn't think too much at the moment."

Lin Zhao hesitated for a moment, and could not help asking, "Master, who are you?"

They had all seen the methods that the Taoist had just used. These were definitely not the methods of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. It was inevitable that everyone would be wary of such a master hiding in the team.

Zuo Yu also looked at the old Taoist's right hand which was put into his robe, and asked coldly: "What you just used was the technique of the Creation Palace, right?"

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows and said, "Young man, you have a good eye."

As he said this, he took his hand out of his sleeve, and his entire arm turned gray and white, as if it had been necrotic. It was obvious that when he stretched out his hand to pull the Zhenyang Stone, it was not as easy as it seemed, but it cost him a lot of money.

Then, the old Taoist cut off the right arm without changing his expression, but no blood flowed out of the wound.

The next second, muscles, blood vessels and bones twisted and grew out from the broken part, and a new arm grew out in the blink of an eye.

Anle's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought to himself: "Natural Creation Skill!"

Before entering the Great Wilderness, he not only read some secrets of the Great Wilderness, but also took the initiative to learn about the information of the other five palaces.

This regenerative ability and unique vitality are very similar to the skills of the Creation Palace.

The key point is that although the Creation Palace and the Taixu Palace are close neighbors, their relationship is not harmonious. If the old Taoist is a cultivator from the Creation Palace, they will be in danger.

The old Taoist laughed and said, "Youngsters, take another look."

He made a hand gesture with one hand, and his aura suddenly became pure and otherworldly, as if he was between illusion and reality.

"Is this... Taixu Qingxuan Gong?"

Lin Zhao opened her eyes wide and stared at the old Taoist in disbelief.

This kind of unique aura can only be the skill of Taixu Palace, but the other party has clearly just demonstrated the miraculous means of Tiansheng Zaohua Gong!

Lin Zhao originally suspected that the old Taoist had secretly learned the skills from the murals, but then he thought that even a top genius could not master this skill in such a short time.

Lin Zhao's heart was in turmoil. "Could it be that he practiced two top-notch techniques at the same time? How is that possible?"

Anle was also a little surprised, but he carefully sensed the mixed aura of the old Taoist and thought: "He may have practiced more than two techniques."

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. If I really wanted to take action, why would I have to wait until now?"

The sloppy Taoist stroked his beard. Regardless of his appearance, he still had a bit of immortal temperament.

Buzz-buzz-

At this moment, the Zhenyang Stone next to it began to buzz again. Anle and the others immediately became alert. The lethality of this magic weapon was too strong and they had to be on guard against it.

The Zhenyang Stone first turned towards the direction of the old Taoist priest, and there seemed to be some dissatisfaction in its buzzing sound, and colorful rays of light were faintly entwined around it.

The sloppy Taoist trembled and whispered, "Brother Shi, I was wrong. I really didn't mean it."

Xiao Xiaohong sighed secretly: "This Taoist priest is an open-minded person."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake with a positive attitude, Zhen Yangshi nodded gently and stopped pursuing him, and turned to find Anle.

The Zhenyang Stone was clearly an icy cubic magical weapon, but Anle inexplicably felt that it had a pair of eyes, looking him up and down.

Not only did it look around, it also moved closer to Anle, floating from the left to the right, and then from the right to the left.

A cold sweat oozed slightly from Anle's forehead. He had already seen the power of the Zhenyang Stone. Even though the Zhenyang Stone didn't seem to have any hostility, it still put him under considerable pressure.

At this distance, if Zhen Yangshi suddenly attacked, there would be no chance of him surviving.

Fortunately, Zhen Yangshi did not do so.

To Anle, it felt like a puppy abandoned by its owner. It detected a scent similar to that of its owner in Anle and was cautiously testing it.

But in the end, Zhenyang Stone showed disappointment and fell weakly on the platform.

Although Anle has a certain connection with Dahuang, he is not one of the original residents, nor is he the former owner of Zhenyang Stone.

Su Dai and the others were very surprised to see this extremely spiritual action.

This doesn't look like a magic weapon at all, it clearly looks more like a living thing!