Yan Ling fantasy world

Yan Ling'er, who was standing still, looked at the slight changes in the Emperor's Heart Lotus, and the panic in his heart became even more intense. Although he had once imagined what level of power the Emperor's Heart Lotus would reach, but now that he has actually seen it , the panic in my heart is still going to be more powerful.

"Emperor's Heart Lotus...can actually accelerate one's maturity by swallowing demon souls?"

"Also, how come the Emperor's Heart Lotus in the Najie has grown to such a level that it is the spiritual grass of the Fragrance Hall? It shouldn't be. It's only a small amount. There's no way it can make him give birth to a flower. The growth of Emperor Heart Lotus mentioned by Jingyan is far from this."

There were many incredible expressions between Yan Linger's eyebrows. Such changes were too mysterious.

He recalled the last time he saw the Emperor's Heart Lotus. At that time, it was only the size of a round table. Although the rhizome was extremely hard, it was far from blooming and bearing fruit. Going by what Jingyan once said, it had never reached this level.

"No, is it the ancient aura rising from the Yan Mansion?"

Such a strange scene, if it were not related to the ancient aura, it would not be possible to have such a result.

No, to be precise, it has something to do with the mysterious tombstone in Yan Mansion.

"In any case, with the intervention of Emperor Xinlian and his strong appearance, the many demon slaves and demon souls here may not be in its eyes, so they are lucky enough to survive."

Yan Ling'er looked at Emperor Xinlian and felt calm.

"Tao Luo, this spiritual plant is extremely mysterious. Let's attack it together. Don't hold back."

The red water snake demon Mohe saw the demon souls of his own race being devoured and purified in an instant. He also realized the hardships of this battle and said solemnly to the peach ape demon Tao Luo next to him.

"good!"

Tao Luo also strongly agreed with Mo He, and replied solemnly, but after he replied, he immediately looked at the many demon slaves behind him, and his words were full of sternness: "You must do your best, if you don't want to become this forest Words of dry bones!”

The threatening words passed by many demon slaves, but when heard in the ears of many demon slaves, it was like a cold talisman that reminded them of death.

Dark black light flashed through the empty eyes of many flame beast demon slaves. In an instant, they were shrouded in rich demonic energy, and the burning demonic energy seemed to be burning in their eyes.

Also under Tao Luo's stern voice, in the next second, many demon slaves turned into demonic shadows and headed towards the ten-foot-long holy lotus. The bright holy lotus that was already in the dark and misty forest seemed to be even more beautiful at this moment. To attract people's attention.

"Hmph... I am not a spiritual plant, I am a holy demon..."

"I don't know what time it is in the fantasy world. I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. I'm afraid I have forgotten it. I can move it today."

Another stream of long-lasting curses and sighs emerged from the dark mist.

Yan Linger's shock was self-evident as she listened to the steady sound. The curiosity in her heart was also itching like an ant walking. She widened her eyes, wanting to see what the holy Emperor's Heart Lotus had. What kind of means.

Seeing the lotus blooming beside me, the golden light suddenly bloomed, showing a look of contempt for the world...

"What...what's going on?"

"Brother, don't leave, that's the trick of the Holy Grade Emperor Xinlian."

"Brother...big..."

Just when Yan Ling'er stared at the golden light of the Emperor's Heart Lotus blooming with wide eyes, the scene in front of her suddenly changed, and a breeze swept past her cheek. The next moment, the golden light disappeared in front of her eyes, and what she saw was full of darkness. Colorful mist, and many dark black trees retreating rapidly.

"Brother..."

"Brother Demon..."

"kill..."

Yan Ling'er, who felt the scene retreating sharply, realized that he had escaped from the devil's cave, but at the same time, he also left the center of the battle circle with the Emperor's Heart Lotus.

The spiritual consciousness overlooking Yan Mansion shouted twice again towards the central tombstone of Yan Mansion, but there was no change at all in the tombstone. The light red light also shone slowly at this moment, and the ancient aura that filled the whole body, at this moment,

It has not dissipated, and the control of the body is still completely out of control.

Yan Ling'er felt the changes in her body, and strong inflammatory power flowed into the meridians. However, the inflammatory power flowing into the meridians was like a fish in water. Although it was extremely smooth, the control of the body was still not in her hands.

Yan Ling'er struggled to no avail, with regret filling her eyes.

The sounds of the attacking magic skills of the demon souls behind him also exploded as promised.

"The peach ape seduces the soul..."

"Annihilation by red water..."

Ten thousand years ago, I had never seen the Holy Emperor Heart Lotus take action. Now I finally had the opportunity, but I couldn't help it, and it passed in front of me in an instant.

However, just as he was leaving, his body suddenly froze, as if struck by lightning.

An extremely painful feeling gradually ignited from the depths of the soul, like the pain of cutting flesh, and a tragic and screaming voice sounded in the distance in the mist: "Brother Demon...my Emperor's Heart Lotus...

.That’s my holy assistant, don’t leave him like this!”

At this moment, he realized that he had left like this, and the Emperor's Heart Lotus was probably going to slip away from his hands. As for when he would be able to return, he didn't know.

"ah..."

In the ethereal space, the sound of his own screams floated behind him. However, at this moment, Yan Ling'er was already far away from the place where Emperor Xinlian fought.

"ah..."

"ah..."

Two more screams came from the depths of the mist. However, the voices at this moment were no longer from the many demon souls and slaves behind them, but from the depths of the mist ahead.

Yan Ling'er, who was moving forward quickly, looked at the many trees that were filled with evil energy, and there was a look of doubt between his eyebrows. At this moment, his body was no longer under control, but he could also clearly feel it.

Many changes around me.

Before meeting Mo He, Tao Luo and many demon slaves, he felt that the battle circle was not far away from him, but who would have thought that after escaping from the demon cave, he still hadn't arrived yet after so long.

"Could it be that the battle circle is shifting? Or are you feeling our arrival?"

"That shouldn't be the case. This place is already occupied by demons. Even if you feel the aura of me or the Emperor's Heart Lotus, shouldn't you be approaching quickly? How could you move away so quickly?"

A lot of strong winds came from the fog in front of him and suddenly attacked in his direction. The surrounding trees fell in pieces, and the faint sound of the collapsing trees could still be heard.

Based on the sound of collapsing trees, Yan Ling'er felt that the battle circle was far away, but based on his judgment at the moment, he felt extremely puzzled.

Because at this moment, he could clearly feel that the control of his body must be controlled by the demon saint in the dark tombstone, and it would definitely not be the demon saint. But as he chased all the way, the fleeing creatures were also far away, and

This distance seems to stem from fear, fear of them.

Although Yan Ling'er was puzzled at the moment, he had no right to make his own choices. However, even so, he felt that "his" speed was still much faster than the movement speed of the opponent's battle circle.

"Hey...if it's too late to pursue such a pursuit, I'm afraid Yayoi's twenty-eight demon-generating formations have already been formed. By then, it will still be a dead end!"

In this way, after chasing for a while, Yan Ling'er's face became uglier. It had been a long time since he entered this fantasy world, and he didn't know how far the outside world had reached. Is Gu Luosheng okay?

"At this moment, Yayoi has already achieved success, right?"

"No, how can such an attack that can interfere with the true meaning keep this illusory world outside the battle circle? Unless this illusory world is built by a truly supreme power!"

Regarding this judgment, Yan Ling'er is absolutely certain that it is impossible. Thousands of years ago, his mastery of the true meaning was absolutely capable of exploring the entire Lingqu Continent. If there is a Supreme Realm existence here, how could he possibly escape?

Live your own perception!

Likewise, Yan Ling'er's anxiety has not diminished at all. Although he judged that Yayoi's twenty-eight demon-generating formations have not yet been formed, it is not far behind, and the danger of Chengdu has not diminished at all. In this way, he should

Break this illusion as soon as possible.

The more this happens, the more anxious I feel.

Boo hoo hoo…

"Huh? Are you aware of the urgency? If there are more ink marks, I'm afraid we will all die here."

While anxious, Yan Ling'er suddenly felt her body's speed increase suddenly, and she was immediately pleasantly surprised. This speed seemed to have reached the level of a Realm Releaser, and not only that, it was even a bit stronger.

In this way, he also whispered to Yan Mansion, with a hint of reproach in his words.

"With this speed, I wouldn't have used it earlier!"

However, even as Yan Ling'er spoke, there was still no response from the Yan Mansion, and the black tombstone still emitted a faint light.

"This demon saint can control my body, but why didn't he say anything? He actually said it when he first appeared!"

"Could it be unconscious control?"

Yan Ling'er felt the strong ancient aura that had suddenly grown in the hundreds of meridians. At this moment, he could also clearly feel the effect of these ancient auras on his strength.

But at the same time, he also felt the endurance of his meridians. If the situation at this moment were to increase by one point, many meridians would be in danger of collapse.

The more this happened, the more he marveled at how powerful the spiritual consciousness in the tombstone was. Tens of thousands of years later, it still had such precise control, allowing his fragile body to properly withstand the power it gave him.

However, just as he was marveling, in the dark mist, the sound of trickling water slowly floated from far to near, and the sound of the explosion of the battle circle finally stopped at this moment.

The sound of the terrifying attack, like a battle, has disappeared into the trickling water.

"Huh? Is it the end? Or has it been killed?"

Before Yan Ling'er could think too much, the figure had already penetrated the dark fog, and suddenly appeared in a dazzling scene several feet away in front of him. There was no dark fog here, and there was no demonic aura here.

There are lush trees here, there are no corpses everywhere, there is no silence here, it is like an underground purgatory.

There are fragrant flowers and chirping birds, as well as dozens of feet of waterfalls and flowing streams.

Seeing such a scene, Yan Ling'er was dumbfounded and said to herself: "How could it be like this?"

Looking around, I looked at the small, bright land no more than a hundred feet directly in the center of the dark mist, and felt both wonder and joy in my heart.

"Is there a paradise in this devil's cave?"