Yan Ling fantasy world

Yan Ling'er, who was focusing on the depths of Heihe City, frowned slightly when he heard this. He looked at Duan Muyu with green pupils, but did not say anything directly.

When the Flame Man fled, he originally thought that Duanmu Yu or Meerin would lead the Saints on a killing spree. In that case, the outcome for the human race would definitely be extremely miserable.

However, the result was unexpectedly calm.

"What? Do you want me to leave so badly?"

Looking at Duan Muyu, Yan Linger didn't know what kind of preparations they had.

However, Duanmuyu's strength has now reached the early stage of Sensation. Although he is not sure whether he has condensed the magic core, he is still regarded as a demon. He must know a lot about the plans and preparations of the saints. In this way, what happened on the Heihe battlefield will naturally

It's clear.

The Seven Colorful True Palace will never be a secret.

Looking at Yan Ling'er with a smile on her cheeks, like flowers in the spring breeze, fresh and cheerful, the teasing look in Duan Muyu's green pupils did not diminish.

At this moment, Yan Ling'er's attention was completely focused on the Seven Color True Palace, and he understood it clearly.

And in the scene where he had just regained his strength, he could clearly feel the healing vitality. If he took it as his own, even if he only had one breath, he would never perish.

This is the strength of the Colorful True Palace.

In this way, no one is a fool, and the goals in each other's hearts are like mirrors.

"Aren't you leaving too?"

Seeing that Yan Ling'er had made up his mind, Duan Muyu turned to look at Ling Tianlei, Zhou Xiaoli and others.

The girl hugged the little monster, her face was extremely calm, her smile was always there, and she never said a word.

Seeing this, Yan Ling'er's eyes also showed a touch of surprise. Even Yan Ling'er couldn't see the strength of the girl and the little monster. This result is extremely mysterious.

Normally, if he can't see clearly, he must be at least two levels higher than himself. Could it be that the strength of the two has reached the perfection of perception?

Obviously unlikely.

Without saying much, a smile filled his cheeks. He was either an enemy or a teammate.

Ling Tianlei and others, on the other hand, were suddenly stared at by Duan Muyu and Meereen, two strong men from the realm of demon spirits. Their hearts suddenly became numb and a sense of uneasiness arose.

He chose to stay, feeling very uneasy in his heart. Then he looked at the dozens of Holy Spirit envoys and many Holy Spirit generals, and his uneasiness became even more intense. Not only that, the other Flamers in Jiuyou Tianqing Palace were even more obvious.

Scattered footsteps began to pace one after another.

Seeing everyone's expressions, a smile slowly appeared on Duan Muyu's face, and he said nothing. His eyes moved slightly, and then focused on the depths of Heihe City, as if he was expecting something to happen.

"Jingyan, it's almost done, let's leave too!"

Going to the Dongfu Fire Tomb and activating the formation requires a lot of powerful flamers. Seeing that many flamers have moved away, Yan Ling'er gradually let go of the heavy stone in his heart.

At this moment, he also wanted to leave with Xue Jingyan.

As for Ling Tianlei and others going in the opposite direction, it is a pity, but the girl in front of them seems to be a better choice, and the latter's strength is far beyond what it seems.

After saying that, in the void, the flame patterns and the holy patterns were intricately intertwined with each other. The terrifying power was like rolling thunder, roaring in the void one after another. The thousands of feet of void could not bear such power at all.

"Okay, you leave first. I'll stay for a while and then leave. It's not rude to come and not return!"

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Xue Jingyan showed a cunning smile, which made Yan Ling'er's heart feel chilly. Once upon a time, whenever Xue Jingyan had such a smile, the result was never "disappointing".

"good!"

Without stopping at all, Yan Ling'er's figure disappeared on the spot. The next time he appeared, it was a hundred feet away from the Heihe battlefield. The figure disappeared so fast that the expressions of Ling Tianlei and others on the spot changed drastically.

No one would have thought that Yan Ling'er, who was so tough one second, would escape so fast the next moment.

"Fuck, let's go!"

Looking at Yan Ling'er who was running away in an instant, Ling Tianlei's expression changed drastically. In the same instant, Zhou Xiaoli and Emperor Dandan also disappeared in an instant. The speed was so fast that they were simply crushed.

Seeing this, Ling Tianlei could only curse, everything seemed to be just because he thought too much, and then he followed his steps and fled away.

Thousands of flames fled to other places in one breath.

Duan Muyu and Meerin looked at each other and nodded slightly. In the next moment, an attack filled with rich demonic energy suddenly attacked the Black River City.

Bang…

A shocking explosion tore apart the heaven and earth, and the smell of decaying corpses rushed towards your face.

Seeing this, Duan Muyu and Mi Lin also frowned slightly, with some doubts on their faces, but in the end, they still carried thousands of holy spirits and ran in the opposite direction into the depths of Black River City.

roar…

As thousands of Holy Spirits poured into Heihe City, the roaring sound in the depths of Heihe City suddenly increased, and a terrifying power rose into the sky.

In an instant, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and hung over Black River City. From a distance, the black shadow of hundreds of feet covered the sky and the sun. Its power was greater than that of Meereen and other thousands of saints combined.

Nothing less than that.

Just a trace of the remnant soul is so terrifying!

Yan Ling'er, who was already far away, suddenly heard the roar rising into the sky. He immediately stopped and looked back again. The black mist of the Heihe battlefield merged into the hundreds of feet of black shadow above Heihe City in a manner that swallowed up the heaven and earth.

"Is this the Supreme Holy Soul?"

"Yes, these saints, named Qiongdu, are twins of the Qiongqi Demon Clan, but they are the product of failure."

Donglin also looked at the dark shadow covering the sky, feeling familiar, but it was so familiar that he never wanted to see it even if he only had a soul left.

Qingdu, Yan Ling'er has never heard of this kind of saint clan, but his strength is clear to him.

"The product of failure?"

"This matter is a long story. If you leave this Lingqu Continent in the future, you will definitely know more about it, but you have to admire the methods of the Saints!"

After hearing this, Yan Ling'er's eyes narrowed slightly. He had left Lingqu Continent before, and now he heard again that the Saints actually had such concealment methods. What was the purpose behind it?

During the recollection, many things were no longer clear, and Yan Linger was thoughtful.

However, I finally chose to give up.

What is supposed to come will come sooner or later, and if you do not arrive yet, if you are so determined, it will only increase your troubles.

"roar…"

A shocking sound was heard again in the sky above Heihe City.

Then, a blood-red stream of light filled with the aura of flames streaked through the sky and rushed straight towards Yan Ling'er. The power contained in it could destroy the world in an instant.

Among them, there is no lack of the terrifying flame pattern power that Yan Ling'er once sensed. Recalling the small cave in the Blue Abyss, now, in the blink of an eye, it is a past need. He never thought that he is already a third-grade flame pattern master.

call out…

Blood-red light flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Yan Ling'er's sight, with a happy look on his face.

"Done?"

Looking at Xue Jingyan's figure, Yan Ling'er felt as if he had been separated for several years, and felt extremely happy. The figure of Xue Jingyan made him finally have the stability of his family.

"It's over, go ahead and do it!"

A foxy smile appeared on Xue Jingyan's cheeks. She looked at the girl and the little monster behind her from the corner of her eye. Although there was a hint of surprise on her face, she didn't say anything.

Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he frowned frivolously towards Yan Linger, which was particularly humane.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yan Linger's cheeks. After waiting for a long time, she finally arrived at this moment.

Several figures stopped in an instant, standing on the top of the forest, looking into the depths of Black River City. Standing far away, several figures quickly shuttled between the trees. They were obviously Ling Tianlei and others.

However, Yan Linger turned a blind eye at this moment.

The Nuo Da Hei River battlefield was silent. Apart from the gentle rustling of the trees blown by the breeze, there was only the sound of the strong wind as Ling Tianlei and others shuttled between the trees.

"Tian Lei, Yan Linger seems to have stopped!"

The old man felt the fluctuation of the breath in front of him and asked doubtfully. Ling Tianlei had already sensed what the old man said, but this time, he did not hesitate.

The shocking roar from behind was breathtaking, and the battle of void flame patterns stopped in an instant, and it was within his range of perception. However, fortunately, no strong saints had been chasing after him so far, which gave him a rare sense of stability.

…

"Ignore him, that kid is too evil, let's leave quickly!"

Ling Tianlei frowned. His previous decision was extremely unwise and almost put them in danger. Now, they had a chance to survive. If he didn't grasp it, God wouldn't be able to keep him.

However, just as he finished speaking, everyone was suddenly startled and looked towards the void behind them in disbelief.

"No way!"

An ancient palace rose into the sky. The huge ancient palace was filled with endless coercion, and the ancient aura was constantly emanating from it. With just one breath, Ling Tianlei immediately recognized the ancient palace.

Except for the size, it is basically the same as the palace in the colorful mist. It is definitely the same product. How come it suddenly burst out of the sky?

"roar…"

Just after the Wanzhang Ancient Palace took off, the silent roar of the poor giant beast below resounded again, and the faint sound of the tearing sound of huge chains falling to the ground and being dragged was also very clear.

"Senior Brother Ling, what is that? Why is it so scary?"

Lei Xing looked at the vast palace in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun. Although it was not gorgeous, it was full of endless coercion, which made him know that these ancient palaces were absolutely extraordinary.

"The Seven Colorful True Palace!"

Ling Tianlei's words are like moving forward and spitting out.

After hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

The Colorful True Palace is also slightly recorded in some ancient books of superpowers. Not to mention its methods, power, recovery and auxiliary abilities, the ranking of these spiritual weapons in the holy weapon list can attract countless flamers to flock to it.

If nothing else, the Seven Colorful True Palace, the eighteenth place on the list of holy weapons, is enough to attract the absolute attention of the Thousand Thousand Flames. As for the top seventeen on the holy spirit list, it has never been heard of in this Lingqu Continent.

"Seven Colorful True Palace, why is he here?"

After being reminded by Ling Tianlei, Lei Xing looked at the ancient palace in disbelief. The greed in his heart emerged in the world without hiding it at all.

The Sacred Artifact List is a list only circulated by super powers. If it were in other powers, it would be a ceiling.

"Why? Humph, I'm afraid it was Yan Ling'er's method. I don't know what methods he used in the ancient palace to get the approval of the Seven Colorful Palace."

Ling Tianlei felt envious and gritted his teeth.

"Then what do we do?"

The old man looked at the coercion emanating from the Wan Zhang Ancient Palace, and he knew that at this moment, it was absolutely impossible for them to obtain it without the approval of the Seven Colors True Palace.

But now, if Yan Ling'er really obtains the desolate secret realm, I am afraid that no one will be able to pose a threat to him.

Although there is no grievance or enmity, it is too difficult to alleviate the previous conflict. If Yan Ling'er really gets it, it will not be good news for them.

It was the same, Lei Xing just tried to ask.

"What should I do? Run away!"

"The Seven-Colored True Palace has appeared in the world, and I am afraid that the Supreme Holy Soul will really reappear in the world. If it remains, it will be the same as death."

After awakening, Ling Tianlei clearly understood the pros and cons and no longer stopped, running straight towards the Dongfu Fire Tomb.

However, just as they disappeared, a black stream of light flashed past behind them, heading straight towards them...

The pitiful roar resounded among the trees and echoed throughout the world!