Yan Ling fantasy world

"Yan Ling'er, if you take away the Seven Colorful True Palace and Jiuyou Tianqing Palace like this, I'm afraid those boys in Jiuyou Tianqing Palace will be in trouble!" Zhou Xiaoli flicked his balls in his hand, with a smile on his face, which seemed to have a deep meaning.

Along the way, this was the first time Yan Ling'er heard the girl's words. Just now, he was shocked by the current girl's strength. You must know that he has reached the early stage of the sensory state. The girl was leisurely keeping up with his pace. Her strength must not be weaker than

Own.

"Have you really reached the perfection of your emotions?" The girl is almost the same age as me. If so, it would be really terrifying.

Lingqu Continent, such a declining continent, what luck does it have to be able to give birth to such a genius?

Through the trees, he looked at the disciples of Jiuyou Tianqing Palace running in the jungle. Black shadows flashed towards them. Several disciples of Jiuyou Tianqing Palace lost all their vitality in just an instant.

Looking at the black shadow, Yan Linger smiled slightly and said: "If they don't take it, their end will not be much better."

"What's more, I don't like to offend others, but I'm never afraid of them. Naturally, I'm not a saint. Especially for those existences that never forget me, I don't mind letting them disappear forever and find peace. You

What do you say?"

Yan Linger looked at the girl, her brows were frivolous, and a unique smile appeared on her cheeks.

Although he didn't know where the girl came from and what the words actually meant? Yan Ling'er had no grudge at all. If the latter got entangled, he wouldn't mind fighting.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the girl can't stop her from escaping, not to mention that Jingyan is still by her side.

Hearing this, the girl still had a smile on her face. She sat on the treetops, overlooking the Jiuyou Tianqing Palace and others running ahead. The flickering black shadows showed that their strength had obviously reached the realm of demons. Such an intrusion was like a wolf.

Enter the flock.

During the massacre, the girl seemed to be very interested and did not say much, but in the distant woods, the sound of yelling and cursing penetrated the void and followed faintly.

"Damn it, run away!"

Ling Tianlei looked at the black shadow in front of him, holding an iron rod in his hand. He did not restrain his terrifying fire skills at all, and attacked with all his strength. However, with just one breath, he flew backwards a hundred feet under the attack of the black shadow, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The difference between Fangjing and Demonic Spirits is undoubtedly evident.

Seeing this, Lei Xing and the old man looked horrified. They knew Ling Tianlei's strength very well, but they couldn't even take a single move. In this case, there was only one possibility.

The black shadow is the devil.

The next moment, without stopping at all, he fled in different directions on the Heihe battlefield.

"Sigh... How come Jiuyou Tianqing Palace's vision is so poor?"

Looking at the fleeing people, Zhou Xiaoli shook his head.

However, Yan Ling'er did not pay any attention to the scene of the brutal massacre in Jiuyou Tianqing Palace. At this time, his eyes were completely focused on the ancient palace.

"call…"

A breath of turbid breath came out of Yan Linger's mouth.

Condensing extremely pure spiritual power, he suddenly rushed out from the sea of ​​consciousness again, separated in an instant, transformed into countless spiritual consciousness, disappeared and merged into the world, and headed straight towards the magnificent ancient palace above Heihe City at high speed.

The spiritual consciousness rushes in quickly, and the ancient palace makes a jingling sound, just like the light bells hanging from the eaves of the ancient palace swaying in the wind, answering its own expectations to the spiritual consciousness.

Looking at Yan Ling'er with her eyes closed in front of him, and then hearing the tinkling sound, Zhou Xiaoli felt a touch of curiosity on his face.

"The Seven Colorful Palace actually reacted to this boy's spiritual consciousness?"

A touch of curiosity, beautiful eyes shining.

The Sacred Artifact List is an extremely mysterious list. There are many Holy Artifacts in the world, but there are only the top thirty-six on the Sacred Artifact List. Among these thirty-six, every holy artefact is at least seventh grade.

existence.

In the past, every time a Saint Artifact was released, it would definitely shock the world and the three clans. Countless powerful people would flock to it and fight for it. In the end, it would all leave a mark in the historical books. Its preciousness is even greater than

In the ancient Yan Mansion, it was even worse than before.

After all, in terms of number alone, there are ninety-nine ancient Yan Palaces, not counting the ancient strange palaces built by the mutated Yan Palaces.

Naturally, the reason why you like it is not because of the quantity. The power of the holy weapon is the real reason why countless Flamers flock to it. Just like the Seven-Colored True Palace, its unique and powerful vitality, if it falls into the hands of the demon clan, its combat effectiveness will definitely increase by several levels.

Once upon a time, it was recorded in the classics that the demon lord who owned the Seven-Colored True Palace had the qualifications to challenge the demon saint beyond his level.

However, just like the power of the sacred weapons on the Sacred Artifact List, they are all controlled by a powerful party at the moment. In this Lingqu Continent, it is obviously impossible for such an existence to exist.

"I don't know if this kid is really destined to be with him. If he is lucky enough to be able to fuse with him, he will have the strength to directly participate in the Hundred Kings' Ascension to Sainthood. In this case, it is not in vain for Dandan and I to come to the Desolate Secret Realm!"

Zhou Xiaoli looked at Yan Ling'er, a smile appeared on his face. However, her posture was like a powerful force that controls all things. If outsiders saw this, their jaws would definitely drop. For example, Xue Jingyan looked at the girl and the others.

The little monster in his arms was filled with doubts in his fox eyes.

Not only that, the girl didn't seem to particularly care about the seven-colored palace in front of her. This was by no means what a normal Flamer should see.

This state of affairs is really unbelievable.

Phew… Phew…

Hiss…

After the thousands of spiritual powers penetrated the void, within a few breaths, the spiritual powers of the void were completely destroyed by the siege of the strong saints. Fortunately, Yan Ling'er's spiritual power was completely destroyed when he first transformed into all things.

All-pervasive, after going through all kinds of attacks, three "fish that slipped through the net" finally arrived in front of the ancient palace.

The breath of these three paths is weak, like remnants.

On the other hand, Yan Ling'er's face also looked a little pale after he unleashed his spiritual power and was brutally annihilated.

"Hmph...I don't know how high the sky is!"

Looking at the three spiritual consciousnesses that were close at hand, Duan Muyu and Meilin, as the main attackers, just let out a soft hum. Not long ago, they all tried to invade the Seven Colorful True Palace with blood and essence spurting out.

The result was quite miserable. All the essence and blood were completely wiped out, not even a drop was left.

Although Yan Ling'er's sudden move caused feedback from the Colorful True Palace, it did not mean that he could control it. After all, Duanmu Yu had the same reaction when his essence and blood entered it. However, the final result was generally the same.

Staring at the ancient palace, he shouted softly: "Enter!"

Three spiritual consciousnesses suddenly rushed into the Seven Colorful Palace in one breath. The ancient palace was separated from each other, the breath changed instantly, and a vague sense of chaos emerged in front of them.

"Mr. Dong, what you said is indeed true!"

Looking at the interior of the misty ancient palace that looked like chaos, Yan Ling'er felt a sense of joy. As Dong Lao had said earlier, this seven-colored palace was now incomplete, and chaos was inside.

Now it seems that, as Dong Lin said, the chance of mastering the Seven Colors True Palace is even greater this time.

"When have I ever deceived you? However, it still depends on you." Dong Lin said with a smile on his face.

The spiritual consciousness looked around the chaos, and then, Yan Ling'er remembered that before leaving the Seven-Color True Palace, Donglin said: "If you want to control it, you must leave a trace of spiritual consciousness, that is the key to opening the Nine-Color True Palace."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Dong!"

The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the chaos, and suddenly, a force from the ancient world rushed forward. In just one breath, one of the three spiritual consciousnesses disappeared. The same was true, and Yan Ling'er's face turned even pale.

"What's going on?"

Looking around, he saw a terrifying power in the chaos, which made him even scared.

Zhou Xiaoli suddenly realized the change in Yan Ling'er's expression and let out a sigh. The sacred weapon on the list of sacred weapons was indeed extraordinary.

"Yan Ling'er, pay close attention to your perception. If all three spiritual consciousnesses are wiped out, it will be a failure!"

While he was staying, Dong Lao shouted loudly, causing Yan Ling'er to wake up immediately.

Looking into the depths of Heihe City, the roar of the Holy Soul there already showed signs of rebirth. The chains were broken clearly and crisply. Seeing this, Yan Linger knew that if he failed this time, he would really have no chance with the Colorful Palace.

.

"Hmph...see what kind of monster you are?"

With a soft hum, one of the three spiritual senses slowly penetrated into the chaos again. Then, the spiritual power merged into the chaos, sensing what he had left before.

Perception at this moment lasted for several hours, and the spiritual consciousness was submissive in the chaos. Finally, deep in the depths, he suddenly received a cheering sound, and Yan Ling'er's face suddenly looked happy.

"Found it!"

When Yan Ling'er was overjoyed, Donglin also noticed Yan Ling'er's search and smiled.

However, what disappointed him was that in an instant, the two sweet spiritual consciousnesses were wiped out again in an instant. Not only the testing spiritual consciousness, but also the existence reserved before was wiped out.

puff…

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Yan Ling'er's mouth, and his face turned pale as if his consciousness and mental energy were traumatized.

"Jie Jie... Idiot, how dare you face him head-on!"

Looking at Yan Ling'er's actions, the Holy Spirit in the distance showed a hint of ridicule. As expected, they were just like Duan Muyu, Mi Lin and others.

"Failed?"

Looking at Yan Ling'er who slowly opened her eyes, Zhou Xiaoli asked doubtfully. According to her estimation, it shouldn't be a complete failure. After all, there is still a spiritual consciousness.

However, Yan Ling'er just nodded to her question. A terrifying and unknown power could wipe out the deeply buried spiritual consciousness with a simple understatement, and the latter just gave a response.

For a moment, Yan Linger even guessed that the latter was just fishing.

Just when Yan Ling'er's eyes were dull and he was about to give up, suddenly, deep in the Yan Mansion, a permeating smell gradually rose up. Among them, the power of chaos transformed into particles of dust, and gradually emerged clearly and horribly.

"Old man, you didn't expect it, did you? The Seven Colorful Palaces are also scattered here. Do you think your luck is extremely bad?"

The strange creature that turned into dust looked down at the green tombstone in the center of the Yan Mansion. Its voice was full of banter.

In Yan Mansion, a voice suddenly sounded, making Yan Ling'er, whose face turned pale, suddenly shocked.

"Chaos creature?"

As soon as he took a breath, Yan Ling'er immediately realized that something was wrong. He only felt this kind of sound when he climbed to the top of Xuankong Peak, but it was something he would never forget.

At this time, the chaotic creature actually appeared again on its own initiative. This was something he never expected. Even now, he has forgotten the existence of this chaotic creature.

Not only Yan Ling'er, but Dong Lin also looked horrified as they looked at the chaotic creatures transformed from the dust in Yan Mansion.

Previously, Xue Jingyan had known about it, but Dong Linke had not noticed at all that there were other creatures in the Yan Mansion. Suddenly, a flash of spiritual consciousness transformed the creature, and the meaning of the words seemed to be the former owner of the Colorful True Palace.

Why isn't it scary?

"Little guy, your body is really scary!" Donglin sighed helplessly.

"Little one, do you want this seven-color palace?"

The creature transformed from chaotic dust looked in the direction of the sea of ​​consciousness with a charming smile.

Hearing this, Yan Ling'er's face became solemn, and a ray of spiritual consciousness separated from the ten meridians and entered the Yan Mansion. Looking down at the dust-transformed thing below, his brows furrowed even more.

But I haven't seen him for more than a year, and the latter's growth is also quite terrifying. Before, it was just a lingering spiritual consciousness. Now, it can actually transform into the appearance of living creatures, and it is as majestic as a ghost's work.

"Who are you?"

"The King of Gluttony!"