Yan Ling fantasy world

The fire power wrapped around the Suzaku spirit fairy blood and quickly rose into the air. In one breath, it was submerged into the forty-nine layers of prison patterns. Then, under the pull of mental power, the essence and blood slowly blended in. On top of the prison pattern, the original color appeared.

Gradually it faded away, and little bits of blood-red color gradually emerged.

The power emanating from it is even more terrifying. The power of the Hunting Tiger Yanzhuo Pill has been vaguely seen, but at the moment, the pill has not yet been condensed.

The power of the forty-nine layers of prison patterns finally revealed the fangs.

Outside the fog, it was already boiling at this moment. Although everyone could not see the scene inside the fog, let alone the changes, the blood-red color and the power it radiated told people that the Hunting Tiger Yanzhuo Pill condensed by Yan Ling'er seemed to have already

Eyebrows raised.

At this moment, even powerful men like Duanmu Batian and Wu Wenhu slowly stood up and looked into the fog in disbelief, not knowing what was going on.

"What on earth did this boy do?"

Duanmu Batian casually threw away the orange in his hand and looked at the fog strangely. At this moment, all his perception was released, but the strange thing was that when he stepped into the fog, it immediately dissipated.

The perception at the peak of the sensory realm actually dissipated like this?

Wu Wenhu and Duanmu Batian looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts. Obviously, they both encountered the same problem. Without saying a word, they quietly watched in the mist. The power of the thunder prison pattern gradually became more and more powerful.

powerful.

"Master Wu? Is there anything wrong with this Ling'er?"

Looking at the blood red in the mist, Yan Liuxi was outside the mist, but he was anxious. Although Master Wu might not answer, he still couldn't help asking.

"This boy has brought us too many surprises. Although we don't know what kind of power he used, an aura that is even more powerful than the spirit demon flaming tiger has appeared in the mist."

"If my prediction is correct, he should be given the prison pattern with the attribute of thunder. This kind of aura is terrifying. It is not only due to the power of the demon bloodline, but also the power itself. For anger, resentment

For the flaming tiger demon spirit, I am afraid it will have an excellent effect!"

Yan Liuxi didn't understand the flame pattern at all, but the Wu pattern tiger's surprise made Yan Liuxi aware that this situation was definitely good for Yan Ling'er.

In this way, although the hanging heart has not been let go, it has also become a lot more peaceful.

However, the gradually increasing power in the mist made everyone feel scared, but based on his calculations, Yan Liuxi still said to Wu Wenhu: "Thank you, Master Wu, for informing me!"

Bowing slightly, he slowly stepped back and looked at the mist above the Dou Qi stage. The blood-red color inside was indeed strange, but with Yan Ling'er's performance, it didn't seem impossible.

"Father, this breath..."

"It's really strong. I don't know where he got it from. Only the Lord of the Ten Domains can rival this kind of demon clan. It's really enviable!"

Duanmu Batian's words immediately aroused Duanmu Yu's surprise, but he turned to look at the young man, with a special smile on his cheeks, and said to himself: "It seems that there are so many interesting points in the Yuanlu battlefield, it makes me excited

I don’t want to take action first.”

The Lord of the Ten Domains is the Lord of the Monster Clan, an existence comparable to the peak powerhouses of the Nine Continents.

Their descendants are all treasure-like existences, because they all have the power of blood at the peak of the demon clan, and the demon spirits are even more precious. However, such existences all live in the ancient domain.

, rarely travel outside.

The ancient domain, commonly known as: domain, is a place where demon clans gather. There are countless demon clans there. It is rumored that there are many extremely powerful third-level and even fourth-level spirit demons. Among them, in addition to the descendants of the domain lord, there are many others.

Beings with ancient bloodlines, and through the passage of time, they eventually became the overlords of the ancient domain and controlled the future of the demon clan.

And these demon clans with ancient bloodlines, or the sons of domain lords, rarely travel, but even if they travel, no one dares to touch them.

Because being an enemy to it means being an enemy to a region.

The cohesion of the demon clan is far better than that of the human clan.

In this regard, even the Duanmu family did not dare to touch the reverse age. Therefore, when Duanmu Batian went deep into the ancient domain, he only obtained the demon spirit of the Blazing Tiger and did not dare to go further.

…

In the mist, looking at the prison pattern that had turned blood red, Yan Ling'er was also full of disbelief. He had only seen Duanmuhe do it in Tianshui Town when the flame pattern merged into the essence and blood. At that time, Duanmuhe wanted to give the flame technique

Sheng Ling, carried out this approach, and tried it out. Now it seems that it is really effective!

However, the essence and blood of the Ten Meridian Bird Master is too precious. If you condense one drop, the Ten Meridian Sparrow Master will have to go through many trials. In the end, he only gets three drops when he escapes from Hanging Peak.

Now, for the sake of his aunt, he had no choice but to reluctantly part ways with her.

"Jingyan, the fog can be cleared. At present, the essence and blood of the Ten Meridian Bird Master has been completely integrated into the forty-nine layers of thunder prison patterns. There is no need to hide it. It is better to give everyone a

surprise!"

“A big surprise!”

Yan Ling'er's spirit looked at Xue Jingyan with a smile on her face. After hearing this, Xue Jingyan returned to laziness and waved her hand. An invisible force slowly converged, and she herself entered the day of dozing again.

.

He seemed a little tired.

"Look, the fog is dissipating!"

The moment the fog dissipated, a person in flames immediately noticed the subtle changes in the fog and screamed, but the surprise in the scream seemed to say that the dissipation of the fog was not a normal phenomenon.

"Let's see what's going on?"

Looking at the dissipating fog, even Duanmu Batian and Wu Wenhu stood in front, staring carefully, fearing that they might miss something.

The fog dissipated, and the blood-red forty-nine layers of thunder prison patterns slowly appeared in front of everyone. Looking from a distance, everyone felt terrible at the rich power contained in it.

"What's this?"

Looking at the forty-nine levels of prison patterns, Duan Muyu said in disbelief. He had seen a lot of the forty-nine levels of prison patterns along the way, but he had never seen the blood-red color even in Fenghuang Ancient Town.

The colors are really weird.

"Sir, these prison patterns are probably infused with essence and blood. According to what the family leader said just now, and based on my current perception, there is a vague aura of the demon clan on the prison patterns. It's strange that it was particularly strong just now. Why?

Now it's basically gone?" Bai Ling stood behind Duan Muyu, his words full of doubts.

Duanmu Batian stared at the young man carefully, but said nothing.

Compared to the Duanmu Family, the pot had already exploded on the side of the Douqi Platform at this moment. Even Xiao Ke, who was seriously injured, stood up slowly with the support of the Mu brothers and looked at the blood-red Forty-nine in front of him.

Heavy prison pattern.

His face was extremely ugly.

The power of thunder emitted by the prison pattern is particularly terrifying, but if you feel it carefully, you can see that the aura of the thunder flame spirit still remains on the prison pattern. This also shows that Yan Ling'er has not changed his baseline.

But what the heck is that blood-red color?

He didn't know, but based on his current strength, he knew that it was probably more than enough to deal with the Fiery Tiger Demon Spirit. In this way, defeat was certain.

Put your hands together and pray to the sky.

Only when Yan Ling'er makes a mistake, or the Fiery Tiger Demon Spirit is resentful and unwilling, and rushes to self-destruct, will a coincidence happen.

"He is truly an astonishing genius. Even I am greedy for such achievements and opportunities. If I take such monsters back, I am afraid that those old men and the little girls who regard them as treasures will look dim.

,Tsk tsk…”

“I’m really looking forward to that scene!”

Wu Wenhu looked at the blood-red forty-nine layers of thunder prison patterns, and his heart was filled with joy.

However, just as Wu Wenhu was smiling, his expression gradually changed. There was ending, regret, and worry. Overall, his face looked really melancholy.

Behind her, Yan Liuxi watched Wu Wenhu's expression change, and a smile appeared on his face. From what she thought, Wu Wenhu was probably thinking of Yan Ling'er's rejection of the Xuanwen Sect.

However, he didn't care about it at all. During the chat, Yan Ling'er's respect for the Xuanwen Sect was very obvious, not for anything else but because of the Xuanwen Sect's understanding and control of the flame pattern.

At least, Lingqu Continent is ranked second, and other Zong Wugan is probably ranked first.

Yan Ling'er, who was in the center of the Dou Qi stage, looked at the faces and cheers of everyone, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. However, when he saw the joking expression on Duan Mu Yu's face, he felt a little strange.

"Huh? What's this look like?"

"Whatever, I don't believe in this situation. Are you still talking nonsense?"

The smile on his lips rose again, and a burst of fire was injected into the incense burner.

Ding…ding…

On the incense burner, cracks appeared, and then gradually spread like a spider web.

Bang…

roar…

The sound of the incense burner breaking exploded, followed closely by the roar of the flaming tiger demon spirit, sweeping up again. This time, the roar was more ferocious than before, and the pressure of the demon spirit was stronger. Even the flaming tiger demon spirit roared to the sky again.

His breathing was even more violent than before.

These phenomena indicate that the current Fiery Tiger Demon Spirit is more terrifying and resentful than the previous two in terms of strength and resentment.

The demon spirit came out, ignoring the blood-red cage in front of it and the flamers around it, looking up to the sky and roaring, breathing in the breath of the flame spirits of heaven and earth.

"Are you so arrogant?"

"What do you think? The flaming tiger in front of me may have already reached the middle stage of the third level when he was alive. His strength is not tyrannical!"

"Mid-third-grade? The Duanmu family is so willing to give up?"

boom…

While Yan Ling'er and Xue Jingyan were talking, the blazing tiger demon spirit suddenly charged towards the prison pattern. This time, the forty-nine-layered thunder prison pattern was as stable as a mountain, but the flaming tiger demon spirit directly let out a scream.

Stand in frustration!

The cracked tiger in the spirit demon realm naturally knows the path of the flame pattern master. At this moment, looking at the blood-red prison pattern in front of him, the flame tiger demon spirit is full of fear.

Looking at the young man in front of him through the prison pattern, the latter's strength seems so insignificant to it, but the flame pattern outlined is so terrifying?

Yan Ling'er below looked at the top with the same curiosity, but what he saw was not the cracked tiger demon spirit, but the forty-nine layers of thunder prison patterns.

"Don't waste Jie Chen. In order to gather a better Hunting Tiger Yanzhuo Pill and make it foolproof, please bring out two supreme monsters. I don't believe you haven't broken your defense yet!"

In one breath, the mental power was slowly released. After that, there was a hint of flaming power, like the afterglow of fireworks, gradually wrapping around the prison pattern in front of him. Above the golden flaming power, the blood-red flame was particularly clear, contrasting with the four

Nineteen layers of thunder prison patterns form a distant echo effect.

"Is he planning to use his mental power to intimidate Cracked Tiger?"

Yan Ling'er's actions immediately aroused confusion among the flamers around him. Even Duanmu Batian and Wu Wenhu, who were standing in front, looked strange. The spirit demon had no interest in human spiritual power. Yan Ling'er's actions at the moment were obviously a bit funny.

Roar...roar...

The mental power came with the power of fire, and the aura of the cracked tiger immediately changed, and it roared one after another. Looking at the mental power above, the violent aura gradually subsided in the flame tiger demon spirit, but the resentment was already there.

Seeing this, Yan Ling'er knew that the power of the Blood Fox had already taken effect, and the Flame Tiger's defense line was still a little short. His mental power slowly approached the prison pattern, and when he touched the prison pattern lightly, the aura of the Suzaku Spirit Demon flashed past.

In one breath, the aura of the blazing tiger demon spirit pulsed suddenly. After that, the resentment emanating from the demon spirit gradually disappeared, and the demon spirit slowly merged into the forty-nine layers of thunder prison patterns...