Yan Ling fantasy world

The young man shouted loudly, and his fist came out instantly. However, the fist that suddenly attacked was not surrounded by any fire power. It relied purely on the power contained in physical training, and it seemed so weak in the hot molten lava.

Mo He looked at the young man in front of him acting like this, his eyes full of contempt, and the sinister smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

"Idiot who doesn't know how to live or die."

Looking at the young man who was so close at hand, the attack containing eight thousand flaming souls to release the flaming power was coming. The young man's clenched fists still did not release any flaming power. Mo He's face finally revealed a ferocious look.

color.

"Idiot, idiot!"

"The inexplicable self-confidence directly brought by breaking through the fifth level? The inexplicable self-confidence brought by defeating Lin Lan?"

"Do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Mo He felt a sense of relief just before the moment when his fists touched each other so close. The young man was extremely talented. Not to mention the secret of suddenly breaking through the fifth level, he was able to withstand this blessing. This also shows that the young man is very talented.

Extraordinary.

What's more, the latter also has the identity of a second-grade flame pattern master.

The execution so close at hand made him feel sulky at the sword girl for a long time. He was finally relieved and turned into hysterical discharge.

Looking at this scene, Ji Xiangling also closed his eyes. He originally thought that everything was under control, but he didn't know that the young man was so stupid and directly chose to contact this battle in the most contemptuous way. His long-term expectations disappeared in an instant.

The ashes also made her a little hysterical.

"You are really stupid. That was a full blow from eight thousand flame souls. It was not as simple as releasing a fire skill."

As a member of Ji Ling County, she knew the difference between those who cultivated weapons and those who cultivated body. Naturally, she knew that the only way out at the moment was that Yan Ling'er was an out-and-out expert in physical cultivation, so she could escape from the current control.

However, how can a flame pattern master and flame weapon cultivator with such high attainments be able to have Jie Chen to practice physical cultivation? If so, are they still human?

The fire attack gathered by eight thousand fire souls instantly collided directly with Yan Ling'er's bare fist. The terrifying power contained in the fire poured out in an instant. The terrifying fire power directly tore the void, and many people around it

Yan Zhe closed his eyes at this moment, imagining what kind of bloody scene it would be.

Even Di Mo, who was not far away, couldn't help shouting when he saw this: "Yan Ling'er!"

He also did not expect that Yan Ling'er would use such methods and directly choose to confront Mo He. At least, having known Yan Ling'er for so long, he did not think that Yan Ling'er was a body cultivator.

However, the sword girl who was very close at hand opened her charming eyes, and the shadow of the boy was full in the depths of her pupils.

Never blinked.

He looked at the young man in front of him with a solemn look, his joy not diminishing at all.

The terrifying power in Mohe's flames invaded instantly, and the Flamer's clothing on the young man's arms was instantly torn completely by the flames.

The veil covering the face of the sword girl behind her was gradually lifted by the attack of flames.

A head of long, shiny black hair, coiled up from the top of her head, gradually released, slowly falling down directly to her buttocks. Her perfect figure was fully displayed at the moment her face was raised. The perfect appearance of the woman's face was interpreted to the greatest extent.

Understand what is exquisite, the red lips and smile tell everyone what is charming.

The moment the woman's face was revealed, everyone around her looked a little dazed. No one would have thought that such a charming beauty would be under that sword.

However, the more this happened, the trace of a very long and thin scar on the woman's cheek was very clear and pitiful.

The moment the fists collided, the young man raised his head slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth that made Mo He's scalp tingle. The next second, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, and in the depths of his pupils, murderous intent gradually emerged, with a chilling feeling.

Heading directly towards the Mo River, they all invaded.

"The first level of the Buddha Spirit Art, Devour!"

The faint words accompanied by the cold smile on the young man's face directly made Demohe smell the uneasiness. However, the terrifying power carried by the movement of eight thousand flame souls had already attacked, and he wanted to take it back.

How difficult.

In this situation, Mo He had no choice but to grit his teeth and move forward.

"kill!"

With a sharp shout, the soul of flame power in the Yan Mansion was suddenly released again. However, just as his flame power was released, he mysteriously discovered that his flame power was uncontrollably directed towards the young man in front of him.

A sudden invasion came out of the body.

With this kind of feeling, although the results are the same, the feeling of being completely out of control and the danger is immediately felt.

With all his strength, Mo He tried to pull out again, but it was already too late.

In the Yan Mansion, the terrifying flame power was completely stripped away, disappearing into Yan Ling'er's body, never to come back again.

Although his speed of absorbing flame spirits has reached the middle stage of the Nayuan realm.

Feeling that the flame power is out of control, the flame power souls in the Yan Mansion gradually dim at a speed visible to the naked eye. Many of them have flame power souls, which gradually disappear during the process of being swallowed. This disappearance represents strength.

retreat, weakening of strength.

In this way, the retreat of strength made him aware of the terror of the young man in front of him.

Zai'er looked at the smile on the face in front of him, and felt the fear in his heart. In his eyes, the young man now looked like a god of death.

The ferocious face gradually enlarged.

"Ah...ah..."

Mo He, who had shouted "kill" just a second ago, now screamed directly. The misery in it triggered people's hearts. Only when facing death can such a result be achieved.

Not only that, but what is even more surprising is that the flame souls of Mohe disappeared. In just a few breaths, the Yan Mansion now has less than 6,000 plants, and the number of disappeared flame souls is as high as 2,000.

In this way, Yan Ling'er is like the master of Mo River.

However, everything is not over yet, the disappearance of the flaming soul in the body continues. In this way, the fear finally turns into despair and finally hysteria.

"Let me go, let me go."

Mo He, who couldn't stand the gradual disappearance of decades of hard work, finally started to beg for mercy hysterically. On his face, all the original high spirits had disappeared at this moment, and an old look gradually appeared.

Tears flowed like rain and fell to the ground.

Despair filled Mo He's entire pupils.

Looking at Mo He who looked desperate, he gradually gave up, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the soul of the fire power gradually passed away, and the scalps of more than ten people around him were all numb.

Mo He is not an unknown person. Now, in the hands of Yan Ling'er, he has been solved like this. Although he doesn't know how Yan Ling'er did it, such a result is real. Ji Xiangling, Ji Lin and others also have to pay a little bit.

The means have just ended.

Right now, Yan Ling'er's status in everyone's hearts has once again risen to a terrifying height.

The young man looked at the hysterical Mo He with a calm expression, but his next warning was etched in the hearts of everyone present.

"Anyone who offends our Yan clan will be punished!"

The eight-character response was particularly domineering, but it shocked everyone. At this moment, they knew what the relationship between the sword girl and the boy was.

In just a few breaths, Mo He's body gradually dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the number of flaming souls in his body disappeared completely. His empty pupils showed no will to live, but his breath was still breathing.

, letting everyone know that the Mo River in front of them is not dead yet.

However, this situation will not last long.

Looking at Mo He, who had given up on living in the depths of his pupils, Yan Ling'er felt as calm as water deep in his heart. His deep eyes looked back at the woman behind him. His face, which had been breathing for a few seconds, made him smile. The feeling of blood connection made him smile.

He loves you.

"Aunt Liu Xi, how do you want to deal with it?"

The young man's calm words were as natural as arranging an accessory beside him.

Yan Liuxi looked at Mo He's stupid expression, then turned to look at the young man in front of him. His face gradually became less alert, his charming face blinked his delicate eyes, and finally revealed a long-lost smile.

Looking at the young man, it feels like the sunshine in winter is rising in my heart, bringing warmth.

After the battle at Xuankong Peak, she returned to Jialuo Pass and was struck by the unforgettable scene. Her clan members were separated and many people died. It was also the reason why she, who had always been lazy, became so "working hard".

In the past few months, he traveled to many places in Anyang County and Jiling County, looking for traces of his clan members. At the same time, he experienced too many wanderings between life and death. Likewise, he gained many opportunities that were unavailable within the clan.

Hesitating between life and death, his strength is also rising steadily.

However, the more she does this, the more she gains, and while attracting jealousy, new vendettas will also be born. The difference is that now, she no longer has the protection of her tribe, and can only rely on herself to persevere until the end.

Fighting and improvement are the main themes of life.

After a few months, her strength reached the astonishing sixth level of Fangjing. The speed of improvement was unbelievable. This kind of speed was probably not even reached by Yan Xiao, the once-in-a-century prodigy. However, she did not

Too much Jie Chen is immersed in his own happiness.

Because the pursuit is always there, but she is not afraid at all as she is alone. If she can't be beaten, she can just run away.

Hibernating, rising up to resist, the hunter turned around, and the Mo River was the most difficult obstacle she encountered in Jiling County.

Killing the stubborn ones will eventually lead to defeat, and once they are defeated they will never come back.

Accustomed to being carefree, she longed to return to the past years. Looking at the gradually drying up Mo River in front of her, Yan Liuxi said lightly: "Return to the fantasy world!"

Listening to Yan Liuxi's words, the smile on the handsome face of the young man gradually calmed down, and the fists that collided gradually retracted. Mo He's body broke away in one breath and began to sink. The molten lava rolling in the Fire Purgatory was all gone in an instant.

Oncoming.

The blazing high temperature enveloped it instantly, and Mo He's body gradually melted and dissolved into the fire purgatory at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was no sound at all, and no screams. Everyone watched Mo He melt away, and in the end, they vaguely saw a hint of relief in his eyes.

The veteran strong men from Ji Ling County clashed with the talented young men from Anyang County, a deserted land. The winner was decided in just a moment. No one knew what happened, but everyone saw it with their own eyes.

The young man withdrew his fist and walked to Yan Liuxi again. Looking at the woman's charming face, a spiritual plant gradually appeared in his hand.

The rich flame spirit aura instantly enveloped the surroundings.

"Fourth grade spiritual plant!"

Everyone was stunned as they watched Yan Ling'er grind the spiritual plant in her hand into liquid, and finally gently caressed the wound on her cheek.

"This is the fourth-grade spiritual grass, Bihaitang, which has the effect of calming the mind and recuperating injuries."

Yan Linger said with a smile, her words full of care.

Looking at her nephew, Yan Liuxi had a smile on her face. After months of tension, she could finally relax and nodded with a smile.

"Aunt Liu Xi, the battle ahead is extremely dangerous. The problems in your body are not suitable for fighting again. They need to be resolved calmly, so go up first."

"No, I'll wait here for you to come out."

Yan Liuxi rejected Yan Ling'er's concern and looked at the young man with worry in his eyes.

"Okay, then wait for me to come back."

Yan Ling'er looked around, bowed slightly to everyone, and without saying a word, headed deeper into the magma world. His figure gradually shrank, and finally, only the blood-red light spots of the blood demon Hades Fox gradually disappeared.