Yan Ling fantasy world

Everyone understood what Kenshin said. They were betting on the future of a flamer. Five years, based on Kenshin's age, are the five years of fastest growth. If they regard it as their main priority, it could happen at any time.

You have to pay the price with your life.

However, Yan Ling'er's temptation to offer a price is too strong. Every soul-stealing pill is a life-saving means. Moreover, as far as the use of soul-stealing pills is concerned, there is absolutely no problem in continuing to use them until the early stage of the sensory state.

As for the impact of the change, it is difficult to say. After all, it is only a second-grade flame pattern pill, and the understanding of the power of flames by those who sense the flames has already reached a new level.

Based on the current situation, many flamers present may be willing to exchange with Kenshin.

It's a pity that Yan Ling'er already has his heart set on something.

After Yan Ling'er finished speaking, he sat down and Leng Yan, dressed in green, swooped down and reached the top of the fifth peak of Luoshen Mountain. When Jian Xin saw this, he followed closely behind him on a flying flaming beast.

Within Luoshen Mountain, the battle between the peaks is in full swing, but everyone knows that when the battle on the fifth peak begins, everyone's attention will be focused on this, because outside Luoshen Mountain, the highest battle will be here, and no one in the first four peaks can match it.

"Master Sword Sect, let's just stay here. We happen to have an excellent view." Yan Ling'er, with his sword heart one after another, flew to the top of the fifth peak, stopped in an extremely vast place, looked back, and looked ahead.

"Sword heart," Yan Ling'er said with a smile, while looking at Xiaoyue aside with a hint of deepness, whose eyes dodged.

Looking around, Jian Xin also smiled slightly. The place Yan Ling'er chose was just right for him, because not only could he show off his skills, but the view was also excellent. Most of the 2,724 peaks of Luoshen Mountain could be clearly seen.

, In this way, he is not worried that Yan Linger will regret it later.

"That's it, let's get started!"

"Spirit-killing Sword!"

Jianxin grinned, and a hundred-jin giant sword rose up out of thin air on his back. Obviously, this sword was what Jianxin said, the spirit-killing sword. There was no flaming aura on the sword, but it was extremely subtle.

Those who live in the realm of flames will all find that the spirit-killing sword is violently devouring the flame spirits of the world and the world. This phenomenon is indeed mysterious.

The same is true, which shows the terror of Kenshin Kendo.

In this way, when the sword's heart flipped, the spirit-killing sword soared into the sky. The next moment, the spirit-killing sword facing the void suddenly fell. It was also at this time that the spirit-killing sword absorbed the flame spirits of heaven and earth. Its posture reversed, and the flame power

Released suddenly, the sword energy swept through the heaven and earth in a manner visible to the naked eye.

Not far away, Yan Ling'er looked at the spirit-killing sword falling from the void. The flaming robe on his body was not moving in the wind, grinning, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

This was the first time he had seen a weapon cultivator since his rebirth, and it was also the first time he had seen someone using the sword with such power, especially the aerial spirit-killing sword. Based on his judgment, it was probably no lower than a fourth-grade spiritual weapon.

It is not easy to be of such a rank, and its technique of assisting the absorption and enhancement of flame spirits is several points better than the spirit-gathering sword that I used before.

The more this happens, the happier Yan Ling'er feels, and the more cost-effective the bet becomes. After all, it is superfluous to accept a follower of a person with ordinary qualifications. For example, the Duanmu family seems even more disappointed.

The spirit-killing sword fell from the sky. When the sword's heart was level, a soft flaming force hit the sword body. The direction of the spirit-killing sword suddenly turned and pointed directly at Yan Ling'er.

At this time, a spear slowly appeared in Yan Ling'er's palm. Above the spear, it was plain and simple. Although the flame spirit emerged, its grade was significantly lower than that of the sword heart.

In this way, when the spear appeared, the powerful people in the peaks of Luoshen Mountain were all surprised. The next second, the sound of laughter gradually overflowed.

"Second-grade spiritual weapons, are all flame pattern masters so poor now?"

"Giggle...who says it's not?"

"With this broken gun, I'm afraid it will be cut off directly if it comes into contact with you!"

Although I have never heard the words spoken between the peaks, I can still guess them.

Above the fifth peak, at the forefront of the battlefield, Di Mo and Ye Qingyao also touched their noses in embarrassment. Looking at the spiritual weapon used by Yan Linger, they didn't know what to say.

The flame crystals were sent all over the street, and the Xuanjie flame stone veins were also deprived of a lot. Even if Yan Linger stole all Duan Muhe's assets, they did not expect that the spiritual weapons they took out would be so bad.

Little did they know that the most powerful Vajra Flame-Breaking Spear had been destroyed in the battle at Xuankong Peak, and the best thing left behind was this one.

Looking at everyone's gaze, Yan Ling'er was also quite embarrassed. However, he also had high-level spiritual weapons on his body, such as the green python whip, which was even higher than the Spirit-killing Sword. But unfortunately, Yan Ling'er used it many times before finally using it.

It didn’t work for me, so in the end I chose to give up.

Or it could just be used as an intimidation weapon. After all, giant pythons are still very intimidating.

Everything happened in an instant, even though the sword madman who came at a very fast speed stopped for a moment when he looked at the spear in Yan Ling'er's hand, but the more this happened, the weirder it felt to him.

"If it's just like this, then I'm afraid I'm going to let everyone see a big joke today!"

Jianxin's eyes were stern, and the spirit-killing sword in his hand was shining brightly. It weighed a hundred kilograms, and with Jianxin's sword skills, the weight instantly increased several times with one strike.

Feeling the oncoming strong wind, Yan Ling'er also knew that Jian Xin's move was bound to kill him with one blow. However, he also needed to resolve the battle with the most violent attitude, otherwise, the latter would definitely not obey him. In the future, really

Becoming his own bodyguard might be a hidden danger.

"Linggu Spear Intent!"

On the simple and helpless spear, the golden flame power instantly adheres to it. On top of the flame power, the power of the blood fox like the red flame also floats instantly, showing its fierce appearance.

The spear pointed at the target, and the sword's heart was slightly frightened as he looked at it.

The moment the spear intention appeared, he was surprised to find that his sword energy actually had a hint of cowardice. This situation was unprecedented.

"bite..."

The spear and the sword collided, and the intent of the spear and the energy of the sword directly caused invisible strong winds to overflow, tearing apart the heaven and the earth, creating ripples in the void, causing the trees to shake and branches and leaves to fill the sky for miles around.

When they met, everyone thought that the spear broke instantly and Yan Ling'er collapsed instantly, but they did not notice it. Instead, the evenly matched style gradually emerged.

On the top of the mountain, Jian Xin opened and closed the spirit-killing sword in his hand. Every attack was filled with sword energy, just like a giant sword in the sky. It directly caused the trees on the mountain top to collapse and scatter in pieces after just a few breaths of fighting.

, and at the same time, all the cores of the sword energy in the sky were still heading towards Yan Linger.

However, Yan Ling'er's ancient spiritual spear intention is like a fish swimming in the sea of ​​​​swords in the sky. No matter how arrogant the sword energy is, he can always find the flaw in the sword energy.

"I didn't expect that Yan Linger is really quite capable."

Xiaoyue, who was the closest, looked at Yan Ling'er's mysterious body movements and the direction of the spear. She seemed to be avoiding everything, but she was constantly looking for flaws and counterattacked from time to time. She even almost stabbed the sword heart a few times.

.

However, Yan Zhe, who was far away in other peaks, did not think so. Seeing that Jian Xin was powerful and threatening, approaching the vital point at every turn. Although it was a pity that Yan Ling'er escaped in the end, in this situation, the outcome was high or low.

Judgment.

"Giggle...it turns out to be just an embroidered pillow. It looks good, but in reality it is so miserable."

On top of the sixth peak, a woman's figure slowly walked out. The latter was gorgeously dressed, rich and dignified, showing off her dignity as a lady. However, the plump face on her face was full of fat, but fortunately her facial features were pretty good.

, but it doesn’t look ugly.

"What Mrs. Ge said, are all flame pattern masters embroidered pillows?" A man from the Eighth Peak slowly walked out, wearing an extremely loose brown flame pattern robe. He looked at the graceful and luxurious woman opposite and was filled with excitement.

It's a smile, but the smile has a different charm.

The graceful and noble woman looked at the Flame Pattern Master across from her with a spring breeze on her face and said with a smile: "Geez... Master He, what are you talking about? Your second-grade Flame Pattern Master is genuine, and your strength has reached the fourth level of Fangjing. Isn't that true?"

That kid can compare!"

The compliment is expressed clearly.

This person, Taoist He, is a second-grade flame pattern master. He is also the only second-grade flame pattern master within a thousand miles of Ji Ling County. Not only that, the considerable income brought by his position as a flame pattern master also makes him

Those who pile themselves up to the fourth level of flame.

The noble lady's words fell on Taoist He's ears, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more obvious. In her words, she said with a hint of respect: "The young man at the moment has extremely exquisite talents. At a young age, his mental strength has reached

The second-grade Flame Pattern Master level, however, the Flame Pattern Master requires Jie Chen to accumulate and keep pondering. The real second-grade Flame Pattern Master also needs to truly condense the Flame Pattern Pill. The young man at the moment may only be regarded as an accurate

Second grade."

"What Master He said is not bad at all. Condensing the Flame Pattern Pill is completely different from improving mental power. Condensing the Flame Pattern Pill cannot be achieved simply by relying on talent."

Taoist He had just finished speaking. Behind him, a Flamer slowly came forward. Looking from a distance, the sky in the center of the battle circle was filled with sword energy. His eyes showed great disdain.

Mrs. Ge from the Sixth Peak looked at the man walking out, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and said quite unexpectedly: "I didn't expect, Mo He, that you would actually be with Master He!"

"The Yuanlu battlefield is extremely risky. Even if I have reached the eighth level of Fangjing, I dare not say that my life is safe. Right now, I have a second-grade flame pattern master. I think I will always have someone to take care of me." Mo He said.

, there was no joke at all. After hearing this, Mrs. Ge also showed a trace of dignity on top of her graceful appearance.

It was also at this time that the smile on Taoist He's lips became more obvious. Although what Mo He said was a compliment, it also highlighted his value.

However, while everyone was talking, on top of the tenth peak, a woman with long black and shiny hair that went straight to her hips, with a very good figure but not sloppy at all, slowly walked out. The latter was carrying a bag on her shoulders.

The sword was in his hand, and his eyes were full of blood-red color, which was extremely strange, and between his eyebrows, a dark color appeared like a shadow, surging from time to time.

"The battle has just begun, why rush to a conclusion!"

The woman's words were extremely concise, but sounded extremely harsh to everyone, because at the moment, the woman seemed to be more optimistic about Yan Ling'er, who was at a disadvantage.

"Huh? Why is it him?" When he saw the charming woman walking out, Mo He immediately showed an extremely awkward expression on his face.

"City Lord Mo, do you know this woman?"

"This woman is called the Sword Girl. A few days ago, this woman killed several fifth-level flamers in my city. Later, I found out that they were all second-level demon slaves. To be honest, she is a bit embarrassed and cannot recognize people.

, leading to such a result." Mo He spoke without missing a beat, showing some gratitude to the woman in front of him.

"Sword Girl, it's a strange name, but how many are it?"

"Three!"

"Three?" Upon questioning, Mrs. Ge's eyes became more solemn. One person was fighting three fifth-level flamers. The woman at the moment was actually such a ruthless character.

Looking at the expression of the woman in the mountain peak in front, Mo He smiled slightly and said: "Mrs. Ge, don't be surprised. When she killed, she just defeated them one by one. If it is really a battle of five, then her strength must be enough."

"How can the tenth peak be ordinary? Having said that, this woman has done a favor to your city by killing three second-grade demon slaves in your mansion. Lord Mo, please don't hold grudges!"

Hearing this, Mo He's face trembled twice. The three people who were released to the fifth level of inflammation were all exhausted by any city. The same was true for him. However, at this moment, he chose to remain silent.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ge also stopped smiling and looked back at the battle circle ahead. The same was true for Taoist He. Only Mo He still looked at the woman on the tenth peak from time to time.

"Hmph... Sword Girl, I have remembered this grudge!"