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

Ling Xiaoyao's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought to himself: "It was the fight just now..."

Ling Xiaoyao thought of the several sword lights that Anle had just drawn, many of which did not hit him. He had previously thought that Anle was tired from the long battle, but now that he thought about it, those sword lights did not hit him at all!

Anle raised the long sword in his hand and said softly: "Xiaoyao, this is the last lesson I will teach you."

In the collision just now, Yangyang had several more cracks, which looked very miserable, but the sword intent emanating from the sword body was honed to be more pure.

Anle continued, "After the Great Zhou disappeared, your Dao heart collapsed. You no longer believed in your own abilities and only wanted to use external things to improve yourself. The divinity of gods and the divine treasures of others... were all external forces you borrowed."

The long sword fell gently, and the Huangting Palace behind Ling Xiaoyao trembled violently, and then completely separated from him, falling down like many meteorites!

During the fall, many heavenly palaces quickly decayed and collapsed, the light dimmed, and the powerful secret power began to dissipate between heaven and earth.

These heavenly palaces do not belong to Ling Xiaoyao. They should have disappeared with the death of their master, but he harvested them using a unique secret method and incorporated them into his body.

Now that the connection between the two is broken, the Heavenly Palace naturally can no longer be maintained.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyao's heart roared, and he said sternly: "No——"

For the sake of these divine treasures, he had painstakingly planned and contrived for thousands of years, even abandoning his former ideals. However, Anle's destruction of the divine treasures was tantamount to directly rejecting his pursuits and ideals, causing him to fall back into the mortal world!

"Xiaoyao, your success is due to the hidden power of God, and your failure is also due to the hidden power of God."

Anle ignored Ling Xiaoyao's voice and swung his sword again.

Large pieces of the Niwan Palace suddenly fell, and the terrifying ocean of spiritual power dried up in an instant and turned into a shallow puddle.

“These external objects have certainly brought you great benefits, causing your strength to soar rapidly, but they have also become obstacles for you, making you lack the courage to enter the depths of the void. You are stuck before the integration of the Dao for life, and can never make any further progress!”

Anle's voice was clear, and every word was like a ray of sword light piercing into Ling Xiaoyao's heart, causing his mind to roar and the flaws in his heart to be constantly magnified.

This was not only because many gods were hiding away from Ling Xiaoyao, but also because the person who said these words was Master An, whom he once respected the most.

Immediately afterwards, Anle threw down several swords, stimulating the sword intent remaining in Ling Xiaoyao's divine treasure.

The Crimson Palace, the Jade Pool, and the Gushing Spring were all separated from Ling Xiaoyao's body and fell to the ground.

A torrential rain composed of withered divine treasures formed between heaven and earth. The scene was so shocking and incredible!

At the same time, the Dao Sea and the underground palace that had been condensed previously all collapsed and fell at an extremely fast speed, disappearing without a trace.

Then, it was the Yujing Divine Sword in Ling Xiaoyao's hand. The secret power of other divine treasures dissipated, and the Yujing Heavenly Palace, as the core, was naturally not spared.

The divine swords broke into pieces one after another and could no longer take the shape of a sword, falling down along with the other divine treasures.

As for the Holy Gate's sacred treasure, it was also not spared and was separated from Ling Xiaoyao by Anle.

At this time, there were only six heavenly palaces and four holy gates left around Ling Xiaoyao. They looked extremely ordinary, even a little petite.

This was the magical treasure he had cultivated himself, which is why it was not cut off by Anle.

Ling Xiaoyao put too much energy into harvesting the divine treasures, so that his own Heavenly Palace Holy Gate could not be called stable and perfect, and was far inferior to Anle's divine treasures.

At the same time, Ling Xiaoyao's breath weakened significantly. He no longer had the vast and profound magic power he had just now, and many bloodstains appeared on his body. Without the blessing of the Crimson Palace Divine Treasure, the sword energy that Anle had left in his body before burst out, continuously expanding his injuries.

But compared to the injuries to the physical body, the damage to the heart of Tao is more fatal.

Ling Xiaoyao looked at Anle who was not far in front of him, his body and mind trembling.

Ling Xiaoyao seemed to have returned to the Dragon Banquet tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, he was just a powerless mortal who sneaked into the banquet quietly. No one paid attention to him and he stood like a minion. But in the center of the banquet, where everyone was paying attention, a handsome man was in high spirits, preaching to everyone.

This scene was deeply engraved in Ling Xiaoyao's heart and he would never forget it.

How much he wanted to be like that man, to become strong and confident. To this end, he gradually forgot his original intention and embarked on a path of no return.

Ling Xiaoyao now seemed to have been stripped of all his outer clothes and disguises, standing naked in front of the gentle yet strict teacher, with the ugliness and meanness in his heart clearly visible.

His expression was distorted, his hair stood on end with rage, and he howled, "I am not defeated!"

"I still have the altar and the treasure! I still have the Dao tree! I still have the power of the gods!"

As Ling Xiaoyao shouted angrily, the rugged plum tree behind him began to emit a purple halo again, and the aura no longer dropped, but instead quickly recovered!

I saw several divine altars appearing beside him, also stained with blood. The cultivators who could cultivate divine altars and divine treasures were all top geniuses in the world, and their numbers were extremely rare.

In the beginning, Ling Xiaoyao had to go through a fierce battle in order to reap the divine treasures of these people. It was not easy.

Later, rumors about the dangers of practicing the Shenzang Secret Method gradually spread, and the Shenzang Secret Method was almost lost, and Ling Xiaoyao was unable to harvest more geniuses.

At this moment, these divine platforms including the Heavenly Palace and the Holy Gate appeared, and Ling Xiaoyao's momentum suddenly increased.

There was also a mysterious and terrifying divinity descending upon Ling Xiaoyao, and swirling divine words appeared in his eyes.

But Ling Xiaoyao did not lose consciousness by the gods. This was because he comprehended and mastered these divine texts and turned them into a part of his own magical powers!

Judging from this point of view alone, Ling Xiaoyao's comprehension and talent are indeed terrifyingly high.

Ling Xiaoyao mobilized several kinds of power, and a plum branch appeared in his hand again. It was extremely powerful and had the ability to destroy everything!

Anle raised his hand and used his palm as a sword to block the purple halo cut by the plum branch. In the purple light, many dazzling sword lights flew, forming a sea of ​​sword lights, facing the purple plum branch!

boom!

The power in the two people's magical powers exploded, and the purple halo and sword light on the ground surged in all directions, expanding outwards and crushing everything in its path!

Wherever it passed, the mountains, rivers, and forests on the surface all collapsed and were completely flattened.

Anle roared, and his body turned into a towering giant. He exerted his ancient imperial body, and the surging power poured into his body, and he slashed down with the sword again!

boom! boom! boom!

Earth-shaking noises continued to be heard, and terrible waves raged in all directions.

Dao Wuya and the others were extremely shocked and used their magical powers to protect themselves so that they were not hurt by the aftermath.

In their eyes, they could hardly see the figures of Anle and the other person. They could only see two extremely powerful auras fighting back and forth. The sword light and the purple light were like two angry dragons, biting and colliding with each other.

The place where the two fought moved from the top of the mountains to the void, and then from the void back to the world. The mountains and forests along the way were all destroyed in the terrible aftermath.

Anle and his companions even came to a calm sea. The impact caused by their magical powers caused huge waves thousands of feet high that rolled for thousands of miles.

At some point, Ling Xiaoyao unconsciously used the ancient fighting methods to fight against the oppressive feeling brought by the ancient emperor's body.

Two giants, two divine lights, two Taoist methods, and various magical powers, look similar yet different, but equally powerful, as if the heaven and earth are about to be wiped out.

But this time, Anle had the upper hand.

Ling Xiaoyao's Dao heart has declined.

When many of his divine treasures were cut off, he began to doubt whether his path was correct, and Anle's words further magnified the flaws in his heart of Tao.

The divine arts of the gods and the divine altars and treasures of the genius monks are extremely powerful, but none of them truly belong to Ling Xiaoyao.

That rugged and chaotic plum tree is the true reflection of his Taoism. If he only relies on external forces, he will naturally neglect his own practice.

And Anle's swordsmanship became purer and purer through these collisions, his heart of Tao became clearer and clearer, and it blossomed with unprecedented brilliance.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoyao was knocked down by Anle's sword and almost fell into the sea.

"Xiaoyao, this is the last resort."

Anle's voice reached his ears, Ling Xiaoyao looked up suddenly, and saw huge surging waves hitting him head-on.

The waves were just the aftermath of their fight and could not hurt him at all. But the next moment, the waves parted, and an extremely tall Chaos Divine Tree came into his sight!

When Ling Xiaoyao saw this sacred tree, he was actually obsessed with it for the first time. Its Taoist texture, luxuriant crown, flourishing and simple clouds... were all so perfect that he envied it endlessly.

But at the critical moment of life and death, Ling Xiaoyao still urged the purple plum tree to glow, and several divine platforms roared and shook, bursting out with power, to meet the suppression of the divine tree!

This move was in vain.

In an instant, Ling Xiaoyao's plum tree was destroyed, his divine treasure withered, his divine runes shattered, blood splattered all over his body, and his bones broke inch by inch under the heavy pressure.

He was trembling all over, bleeding profusely, and kneeling there blankly, watching Anle fall from the sky.

Looking at Ling Xiaoyao at this moment, Anle felt a rare sense of sadness.

At the beginning, Anle actually noticed that Ling Xiaoyao had a somewhat extreme character, and wanted to correct him in a subtle way, but the arrival of the dark night forced him to separate from his disciples.

By the time Anle returned to the Great Zhou from the Infinite Moment Stone, Ling Xiaoyao had already gone to Tianren Mountain to carry out the Zhou Emperor's Fire Plan. By chance, they had not seen each other for a long time.

The next time they met, it would be tens of thousands of years later, and they would be mortal enemies.

As a disciple of Anle, Zhongxu sticks to his original aspiration and is willing to embark on a one-way journey for all living beings in the world. However, Ling Xiaoyao goes astray, becomes a running dog of the gods, and reaps the treasures of the monks.

Such a difference inevitably makes Anle feel sad.

If Anle had taught Ling Xiaoyao for a longer time, and if Ling Xiaoyao's will had been stronger, perhaps there would not have been a war today.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

Anle sighed lightly and was about to take Ling Xiaoyao's life when suddenly, a divine light appeared on Ling Xiaoyao's body again, and the aura was deep and vast, obviously belonging to a god!

Anle narrowed his eyes. The aura of this god was not intended to control Ling Xiaoyao's body, but to take away his soul.

This may be part of the deal between him and the gods.

Seeing this, Hong Yingxue couldn't help but feel familiar. Part of her soul was taken away in this way. She couldn't help but said anxiously: "Oh no, he's going to run away!"

This divine light has no lethality and seems ordinary, but it seems to be isolated from this world. Many forces cannot reach it and can only allow the divine light to rise higher.

Anle frowned slightly and was about to try whether [Blood Sea, Hell and Yellow Spring Heaven] could keep Ling Xiaoyao's soul.

At this moment, the divine light flying out from Ling Xiaoyao suddenly stopped, and the divine text in his eyes began to shatter.

This was not Anle's work, but Ling Xiaoyao himself dissipated the power of the god and refused to escape.

"Cough cough!"

Ling Xiaoyao coughed up blood and looked miserable, but his eyes became much clearer and no longer so deep and complicated.

"Master An..."

While spitting out blood, Ling Xiaoyao said, "Let's end it here."

"Let me die here, in your hands, that's enough."

Anle stared into his eyes, vaguely finding the shadow of the boy from the past, and asked, "Do you have any last words?"

Ling Xiaoyao opened his mouth and said slowly: "Da Zhou, is it really still there?"

Anle nodded: "The Great Zhou is still here, we have not failed."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyao's eyes first lit up, then dimmed: "So, Zhongxu and the others are right, I really did do something wrong..."

By this time, Ling Xiaoyao's breath had become extremely weak. The Dao injuries caused by the numerous sword intentions were raging in his body, cutting his heart into pieces. Cracks appeared on his body surface, as if he could collapse at any time.

He didn't care at all, but asked very carefully and hesitantly: "Master An, compared to tens of thousands of years ago... have I become stronger?"

Anle was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Ling Xiaoyao smiled faintly, but there was no sound.

Hong Yingxue said in a complicated tone: "He is dead."

Anle nodded and turned to leave.

Behind him, countless tiny sword lights suddenly seeped out of Ling Xiaoyao's body, and then turned into tiny dust, floating down into the sea and flowing away with the water.

But as many divine treasures dissipated, their secret powers seemed to return to the world, making all things more vivid, and new vitality and spirituality were being nurtured.

Anle walked up to Dao Wuya and spoke softly.

"From now on, the Shenzang secret method will return to the right path."

Chapter 359 Dao Alliance

After witnessing this shocking battle, Dao Wuya was left with only awe and shock towards Anle.

Standing in front of Anle, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

Dao Wuya nodded gently and replied: "Junior understands."

He understood the meaning of Anle's words.

With the death of Ling Xiaoyao, the huge mountain blocking the Shenzang Secret Method disappeared. For the time being, no one will become such a diligent leek farmer to harvest the Shenzang of the world's cultivators. The Shenzang Secret Method can naturally be promoted and spread throughout the world.

In this way, the overall strength of all practitioners in the world will undoubtedly take a step forward.

Of course, the real obstacle to the Shenzang Secret Method - the gods - still exists.

Perhaps it was the fact that the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty almost broke through to the Hedao realm that made the gods particularly wary of the Shenzang monks. They were afraid of the emergence of a second Emperor of Zhou!

This also indirectly proves the potential of the Shenzang secret method.