Yan Ling fantasy world

Looking at the land that looked like a paradise, Yan Ling'er was extremely happy. This feeling of darkness and light was so comfortable, like a new life. However, when he had not yet recovered from the scene in front of him and turned his gaze to the void, he felt a cold feeling.

Submerged directly into his own soul.

The hundred-foot sky is extremely bright, but there are no stars in the illusory world above the void, and there is no reflection of the Yanling Imperial Capital. This kind of light is as if this illusory world is born naturally, with no source point, and no light source.

Seeing such a strange scene, Yan Ling'er had never seen it before, and he had never found such a strange place among the many ruins from ten thousand years ago.

While I was shocked, extreme fear arose in the depths of my soul. In the fantasy world of Yanling, I had never heard of a place where such light was naturally born. It was also a place where it was impossible to exist.

This phenomenon is no longer as simple as violating the rules. He frowned and whispered to himself: "How could this be the case?"

"Human race, this is not the place you should come!"

Just as Yan Ling'er was talking to himself, a sound lingered in the illusory world in the land of hundreds of feet of light. The surrounding sound was like the echo of the valley, gradually getting farther and farther, and the lingering sound gradually disappeared.

However, before Yan Ling'er could reply, the ancient aura in the meridians seemed to be out of control. A strong aura overflowed directly from his body and flowed into the ground along the flowers, grass and soil.

In the trickling stream, and along the stream, in the opposite direction, all the way up to the waterfall. Finally, when it was halfway away from the waterfall, it suddenly disappeared.

Yan Ling'er frowned slightly as she watched the mysterious direction of the breath and the place where it disappeared. This ancient breath did not have the slightest intention of fighting, but was like an inquiry signal.

"Are there creatures out there?"

"No, how come the battle we were chasing just now disappeared when it didn't enter here?"

At this moment, Yan Ling'er had just completely woken up from the strange scene. Now he also realized that the previous battle had completely disappeared since it submerged in this world, and even the trace of the incoming battle disappeared.

"Chi..."

"Chirp...chirp..."

In the center of the dozens-foot-long waterfall, several shocking sounds of birdsong suddenly rang out amidst the trickling water of the stream and the sound of the waterfall exploding, like thunder breaking through the sky, breaking this originally extremely peaceful place.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying flame spirit aura suddenly rushed out from the center of the waterfall like a sharp sword.

"Human race, if you don't want to die without a burial place, please explain why you have the power and aura of my Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Clan's bloodline?"

A fiery red bird-like monster suddenly rushed out from the center of the waterfall. The huge monster body that covered the sky and the sun directly turned the bright color of the world into a slightly fiery red color.

In addition, this world also seemed to be still. The sound of birdsong stopped instantly, the fragrance of flowers seemed to disappear into nothingness, the fierce waterfalls suspended in the void, and the trickling streams stopped flowing as if frozen.

"Floating and Sinking Mysterious Spirit Technique?"

The time and space in this illusory world suddenly stopped, and Yan Ling'er suddenly heard the scene of the shattered suspended peak. Everything was so similar, as if copied and carved.

However, before he could think too much, the huge body of the demonic beast had directly enveloped the whole world. In an instant, the body that covered the sky and the sun flew to a distance of only a few feet away from Yan Ling'er.

The original light in front of him was now covered with a layer of fiery red luster. At the same time, a terrifying flame spirit pressure directly enveloped him.

The sudden increase in Yan Ling's pressure directly caused Yan Ling'er to lower his head, as if worshiping the king. Not only that, at this moment, he also felt that it was extremely difficult to breathe. This kind of pressure caused his soul to lose its strength.

The operation, the birth of the spirit energy of the hundreds of meridians and ten meridians are extremely slow.

You must know that now, with the blessing of the tombstone, his own strength has reached above the ninth level of attachment. Moreover, at this moment, he has already condensed his soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his mental power has reached the level of a first-grade flame pattern master.

But even so, he still felt that his condition was extremely poor. At this moment, if it were not for the protection of the ancient aura in the hundreds of meridians in his body, I am afraid that this kind of coercion would directly cause him to explode and die.

However, it was also like this, such a terrifying pressure from the flame spirit, which also made him realize how terrifying the strength of the strong demon clan who was blocking the sky and covering the sky was.

Ugly.

There is a hint of paleness among the ashen color.

"Suzaku Spirit Demon Clan!!!"

"It is indeed the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Clan!"

Hearing the words of the monster in front of him, Yan Ling'er instantly understood what the words of the monster in front of him meant. The demon saint "hidden" in the black tombstone in his body must be the saint of the Suzaku Spirit Monster Clan.

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"How could such a saint be in my Yan Mansion!"

With his face turning green and white, he slowly raised his head and looked at the huge Suzaku spirit demon in the void.

On top of the strong body, there are extremely beautiful muscle lines, full but not superfluous. The fiery red and dazzling wings are spread out to a distance of tens of feet. Every feather on the wings shows extreme nobility.

Like a born king.

Above the head of the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon, and under its feathers, there was a pale golden light, like a natural golden crown, which looked extremely noble.

Looking at the real Suzaku Spirit Demon, Yan Ling'er also remembered that the lines on the ink-black tombstone in his Yan Mansion were not the same as the Suzaku Spirit Demon flying above his head, but they were basically the same, and even more so.

Confirm this.

In the Yan Mansion, there must be an ancestor of the Suzaku spirit demon clan inside the tombstone.

The more confirmed it was, the more Yan Ling'er realized the predicament at hand, one after another!

The Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Clan has a terrifying level of protection against the race's bloodline power. They will never allow the blood of their clansmen to escape, especially for the demon Clan of level five or above.

With such strength, even the bones are already treasures.

Seeing this, one can imagine the annoyance in Yan Linger's heart.

"Brother, you controlled me here and found your clansmen. Why don't you say something?"

Feeling the pressure of Yan Ling, the helpless Yan Ling'er looked down at Yan Mansion and couldn't help shouting at the ink-black tombstone. Likewise, there was still no sound in Yan Mansion, but there were hundreds of meridians and ten meridians.

The ancient aura within it has not disappeared at all.

"Human race, please quickly reply to this Demon Lord's question, otherwise, I will take my own blood!"

When Yan Linger called Yan Mansion to no avail, the Suzaku Spirit Demon in the void warned him again. This time, he also knew the strength of the Suzaku Spirit Demon in front of him.

Supreme Realm, fifth-grade Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon!

In this way, Yan Ling'er also wanted to immediately answer the question of the Suzaku Demon Lord in front of him, but for some reason, the words that flowed into his throat disappeared like a mystery.

"Uncle...you are trying to trick me to death!"

Aware of the changes in his body, Yan Ling'er suddenly discovered that not only had the control of his body disappeared, but even the control of his speech at this moment had also disappeared. He who wanted to explain, but now he no longer had even a basic opportunity to explain.

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In this way, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help but curse loudly in Yan Mansion.

On the other hand, the Suzaku spirit demon suspended in the air looked at the human race below without saying a word, and raised his head stubbornly to look at himself. The chill in his eyes flashed. Regarding the performance of the human race below, he could only think that it was him.

of ignorance.

Waiting and patience finally reached their limit. Seeing the human race below, the Suzaku spirit demon shook his head without saying a word. However, the already extremely terrifying pressure of the flame spirit suddenly increased at this moment, and it was enough to make people let go.

The aura of instant death from the Realm Flamer immediately enveloped Yan Ling'er.

When the sudden increase in the terrifying pressure of the flame spirit completely enveloped Yan Ling'er, he was no longer simply unable to breathe. This feeling of being very close to death was too much to count.

At this time, he could clearly feel that the pressure on his whole body, the meridians, the Yan Mansion, and the sea of ​​consciousness were rising steadily. On his originally extremely white skin, red blood stains gradually appeared. After that,

The many blood vessels on the body seemed to collapse and began to break, and the blood slowly dripped down from the body.

The ancient aura that was still in the blood was now slowly integrated into Yan Linger's flesh and blood.

"uncle!"

"Your uncle's!"

"Asshole! That bullshit demon saint has tricked my father to death!"

Feeling the collapse of his body's blood, Yan Ling'er finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to curse like a shrew. At this time, the ancient foreign palace immediately moved at high speed. The soul of the flame power in the Yan Palace, the ancient breath in the tombstone,

All of them are constantly producing inflammation and breath, pouring into the meridians of the body, but even so, it is still unable to prevent many meridians in the body from breaking.

Now Yan Ling'er can also feel the sound of the meridians in his body breaking, a feeling like a rope breaking.

However, he never noticed that as the ancient aura was continuously injected into his body and flowed out of his blood vessels into his body, the shattered blood vessels were surprisingly healing step by step.

However, it only healed for a moment, and collapsed under the pressure of the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon's flame spirit.

In just a few breaths of Yan Ling's pressure, Yan Ling'er's body was covered with blood, like a bloody person.

The Suzaku spirit demon in the void, how powerful it is, naturally noticed the changes in the human body below. The originally strong murderous intention in the eyes slowly disappeared in surprise at this moment. The murderous intention was replaced by curiosity, extremely

Rare, a surprise to the human race.

However, the pressure of the flame spirit is still being released at this moment. However, the release now is not as powerful as before, just like protecting the human race in front of it. With the pressure of the flame spirit of the Suzaku Spirit Demon,

The release was controlled. At this moment, the speed of the blood vessels in Yan Ling'er's body collapsed as if it was controllable. It collapsed, healed, collapsed again, and healed again.

"Uncle, your uncle's..."

"What a bullshit Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Clan, what a demon saint, what a demon lord!"

"you..."

"Well, no, why do you feel that my bloodline is not completely broken?"

Yan Ling'er, who was extremely broken, kept yelling and cursing in front of him, the Suzaku Spirit Demon in the Yan Mansion. He thought he could rush forward again in this life, but now he was about to die in the hands of two Suzaku Spirit Demons.

However, just as he was cursing, he suddenly discovered changes in his body's meridians. Although many blood vessels were still crumbling, they were surprisingly healed after an instant, and the healed blood vessels seemed to be stronger than before.

, and its toughness has been significantly enhanced.

In this way, Yan Ling'er seemed to understand something, and without stopping at all, he stood and slowly sat down, entering a meditative posture.

Blood also continued to flow out from the shattered blood vessels. After a short time, the shattered blood vessels healed quickly, and the blood in the body continued to regenerate at an extremely fast speed.

And the many ancient auras and flames generated in the Yan Mansion also flowed through the meridians, and finally disappeared into the body.

Just as the world was flowing like this, the Suzaku spirit demon suspended in the air hummed in a low voice: "Huh... Nirvana and rebirth!"