Yan Ling fantasy world

Yan Ling'er stared carefully at the mark of the ninth-order Shiling pagoda on his arm, his eyes filled with disbelief. The actions of the pagoda were beyond his imagination. Could such spiritual beings really have spirituality?

Why is it that Qingluan is only subdued and not killed? Is there a connection with cherishing life?

It's really unbelievable.

Flicking his arm, there was no trace of life in it. Except for the pagoda visible to the naked eye, there was nothing. Seeing this, Yan Ling'er became even more confused.

Qingluan, who is half a step into the realm of demon spirit, is actually given an arm like this, but it seems like nothing. Who can imagine what an incredible existence it is?

"What kind of pagoda is this? The Ten-Pulse Bird Lord is willing to sacrifice everything for him, and his intimidation is so terrifying that it triggered the devastating war in Lingqu Continent thousands of years ago!"

"Now, he is so merciful that he even devours the Holy Spirit of the Holy Clan?"

"Isn't it a spiritual thing? Is it a real demonic thing?"

All doubts returned to tranquility without answers.

Yan Ling'er sat down slowly, his meridians running rapidly. Above his head, the thirty-eight stars gradually disappeared, just like the thirty-eight stars in the soul. And on his body, many scars recovered quickly, bleeding and condensation.

For blood scab.

I didn’t expect that my own trial and hunting would end like this. However, although it was not a beheading, the soul was still in the arm, but I don’t know if it was good or bad. However, since the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda chose to devour

, and if you choose to control the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda, then you have no choice but to do so.

In the ancient palace, there was no sound anymore, the candlelight flickered, and the young man's face gradually blurred.

However, compared to the tranquility in the ancient palace, there is a huge contrast in Heihe City at this moment. Many strong men who have withdrawn from the desolate secret realm are not yet known, but some of the strong men who survived have expressions on their faces.

He looked at the jade slip in his hand in disbelief.

At this moment, what is a counterattack is going on on the jade slips!

Desolate Secret Realm: Fourth place, Yan Linger, Yuan Wang List, 692,300 points; Purple Gold List, four-star Purple Gold Order, eighth place; Reward List, 8.3 million Flame Stones.

"City Master Yan Shao..."

Chi Yanbao looked at the rankings on the jade slips with eyes full of disbelief.

Yan Linger's points have reached 690,000.

Just now, the score increased by nearly 400,000 in one breath. This level of improvement is terrifying to the extreme. At this moment, only the three Holy Spirit envoys Long Kun, Forest, and Qingluan in Heihe City have such points.

Even Gu Hao, who has won consecutive battles, has only 360,000 Yuan King points at this moment. This is also the result of him defeating three strong players in a row.

Could Yan Ling'er's increase in price really mean that he has defeated the Holy Spirit?

A terrifying thought arose in his mind, and the result was so terrifying that he couldn't even imagine it!

"But it's also strange. Why hasn't Qingluan Holy Spirit completely disappeared?"

It was also at this time that someone else, Gu Luosheng, was found to be wrong.

Holding the map of deserted mountains and rivers in his hand, looking at the black mark, Long Kun, Qingluan is still in the forest system, but Qingluan's points have returned to zero, but he has not disappeared.

Based on Gu Luosheng's understanding of Yan Ling'er, as long as he still has a breath left, he is afraid that he will be killed completely and will never just plunder points.

"Could this be Yan Ling'er and the Saint Clan..."

"Impossible, the Saint Clan and the Yan Clan are regarded as fire and water, how could such an ending happen!"

Gu Luosheng shook his head vigorously, trying his best to get rid of the ending that he had never imagined, but defeat and the means of not erasing the vitality really shouldn't be done.

You can't think that Yan Ling'er also takes Qingluan as his sub-slave. If so, it would be a taboo in the world.

The Holy Spirit Envoys of the Ten Demon Palaces are the backbone of the Saint race.

Such a strong person, even Long Kun, would not dare to do this.

"That's all, that's all, let's wait and see, haha... I didn't expect that Yan Ling'er is already so strong. Alas... It seems that I can only look up to him!"

His thoughts were fruitless, and Gu Luosheng had no choice but to give up the crazy idea, his eyes stared at the colorful fog in front of him again, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Unfortunately, in the second round, he met Long Kun and fought with him. He didn't have the strength to fight at all. The outcome was already decided before it even started. However, fortunately, he had limited points and Long Kun was a points slave.

, obediently gave away all the hard-earned points.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. Although he was defeated, fortunately Long Kun spared his life and he was happy to leave. Unfortunately, he saw nothing when he left, and he did not know the story behind this colorful mist.

When he was defeated, he was still a little sad, but with Duanmu Yang's complete withdrawal and the scene of Qingluan Holy Spirit being bloodbathed, Gu Luosheng also realized the cruelty of this Black River City.

Thinking about myself again, I have more reasons to feel comforted.

"Young Master, shall we leave?"

Also deprived of everything was Chi Yanbang, and his opponent was a person who didn't know Yan. However, the latter not only spared his life, but also left his First Zhen Order, which was unfortunate.

Fortunately.

"Let's take a look. This Black River City is very mysterious and weird. Even though I thought I was eliminated, I still feel like something is wrong!"

"Thousands of miles of sad autumn in Heihe City, the Holy Lord returns and all things come alive!"

"Is it really just such a simple screening?"

Chi Yanbao said nothing, standing behind Gu Luosheng, listening to his self-questioning voice, looking towards the colorful mist, his eyes filled with confusion, but then a smile appeared...

At this moment, many flamers in Heihe City were staring at the changes in the Yuan Wang List in the jade slips, their blood was already surging, and their anger filled the sky.

The further you go, the increase in points becomes even more frightening. In just a few hours, in addition to Yan Ling'er's dazzling 690,000 points, Gu Hao has 360,000 points, Zhong Liqing has 330,000 points, and Ling Tianlei has 350,000 points.

"Look, Ling Tianlei has won too!"

With an exclamation, Ling Tianlei's points on the jade slips increased rapidly, as expected, and twelve people reached the front again in an instant.

Desolate Secret Realm: fifth place, Ling Tianlei, Yuan Wang List, 588,600 points; Purple Gold List, six-star Purple Gold Order, second place; reward list, 8.35 million flame stones.

In one breath, the points increased by 260,000. This achievement is also remarkable.

In the ancient palace, Ling Tianlei slowly put down the thunder hammer in his hand and looked at the lifeless body of a more than 10-foot-long Holy Spirit general. His face looked slightly tired, but a smile still appeared in his tiredness. This kind of battle was so fierce.

Winning is enough to make people ecstatic.

The joy is naturally not just the points, but the Holy Spirit leaving behind the original deer heart at the time of "parting".

"Huh... But it's worth fighting. I didn't expect the increase to be as high as 260,000, huh?"

Ling Tianlei held a Yuanlu Heart in one hand and looked at the jade slip in his hand with a smile on his face. The 580,000 points made him feel comfortable enough.

Duan Muyu massacred the city in the deserted secret realm. He could guess a thing or two through the jade slips, and he was somewhat happy to be able to score points in Black River City. However, when he saw his name, the flash of blood

When he read his name in red, his expression immediately changed, and he sighed in disbelief: "How is that possible?"

The 690,000 points were too terrifying. In the previous battle, he knew that Yan Ling'er had defeated Duan Muyang. Although it greatly stimulated him, he was not out of control after all. Duan Muyang, it was not difficult for him to defeat.

However, now, Yan Linger's points have increased to nearly 400,000.

Here, with such points, apart from the newly promoted myself, there are only three Holy Spirit envoys. Yan Ling'er defeated the Holy Spirit envoy. Just thinking about it makes him crazy to the extreme.

Although he knew that it must not be Long Kun, but based on his speculation, based on his speculation, his victory rate in fighting with the forest type and the fish-scaled swallow-like Holy Spirit user was probably less than 50%.

In the forest system, he has the True Dragon's Claw, and his own strength is extremely powerful, and the commission brought by the True Dragon's Claw is even more impressive. However, what level the True Dragon's Claw in his hand is, is debatable.

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But, even so, the probability of victory is extremely low.

As for the fish-scaled swallow-like Holy Spirit, there is a faint invisible pressure in its aura, giving him a sense of oppression that even the hundred-foot green python Zhong Liqing has never experienced. If you want to fight with such a Holy Spirit, you need to be fully prepared.

, the probability of victory is also extremely low.

However, the latter's strength was still inferior to that of the Forest Department. Therefore, he guessed that the one who had been eliminated was probably the Holy Spirit user who looked like a fish-scaled swallow.

However, these results are really unbelievable.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he didn't know how Yan Ling'er could do it. Released eighth-level flame power? Or was it a second-grade flame pattern master? Or was it a sneak attack? A secret weapon?

Ten thousand speculations, all of which will be completely denied.

If you want to bridge the gap between the eighth level of the realm and the half-step demon spirit, you must have the capital to cross the class. In that case, the only way is to have third-grade flame pattern pills or extraordinary spiritual objects.

"He is really a lucky boy, but with this kind of good luck, I wonder how many more realms he will have?"

After a moment of thought, he gradually became calmer, slowly closed his eyes, swallowed several rose elixirs, and restored his strength very quickly.

At the same time, the battles in several other ancient palaces stopped one after another. They unconsciously looked at the jade slips in their hands, but their expressions were roughly the same.

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"Good boy, you really read it right. The strength is so terrifying. Kill the Holy Spirit envoy directly. Tsk tsk... It seems that I am a little worse!"

"Hey, Ling Tianlei, tsk tsk... I'm not coming either!"

Holding the jade slip and looking at the rapid progress of Yan Ling'er, Gu Hao touched his bald head excitedly. He had even forgotten where his points came from. Looking at Ling Tianlei, he lost his excitement, as if he had expected it.

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"boom…"

"Oh, are you already this strong?"

Zhong Liqing waved the huge python tail and directly hit the Holy Spirit general in front of her a hundred feet away. It hit the rock wall heavily, making a violent roar and explosion. Then, she sighed in a low voice and stared at Yan Ling'er's blood-red name font.

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"Six hundred and ninety thousand!"

Coming all the way from the depths of the forest, Zhong Liqing had seen Yan Ling'er fight against the Saints and Monsters countless times, and thought she was very familiar with them.

However, looking at Yan Ling'er defeating the Holy Spirit envoy head-on, it was still unbelievable. Although Yan Ling'er was strong, he was only in the eighth level. Victory in battles across levels was not understood after all, but the points were very realistic.

"Huh... I really hope to have a battle with you!"

Compared with the jealousy of the human race, after all, I am still a little relaxed in my own base camp.

However, the Saint Clan at this moment is a little ugly.

Qingluan Holy Spirit Envoy finally belongs to the Gu Erosion Demon Palace, and his ranking is as high as the sixth Holy Spirit Envoy. At this moment, he has been defeated, which is somewhat puzzling!

"Have you met Duanmu Yang?"

"Huh? No, Duanmu Yang was actually kicked out of the Desolate Secret Realm early?"

"Then who defeated Qingluan? Was it him?"

Looking at the map in his hand, Sen asked doubtfully, Qingluan Holy Spirit Envoy is a member of the Gu Erosion Demon Palace after all, and now he has been eliminated, the ending must not be a good thing!

"Yan Ling'er, I have underestimated you! However, from today on, I will also remember you!"

There was a hint of sinisterness in Sen's eyes.

As for Long Kun, he was lying leisurely and quietly in the ancient palace, as if he had never heard of it, and he was content...