Yan Ling fantasy world

In the void, the girl's silver bell-like smile surrounded her, as if it came out of thin air. The place of origin was surprisingly the place where the golden fire poisonous insect Wang Yuanlu's heart disappeared.

Everyone knows what is going on here.

"Who?"

Hearing the sudden laughter so close to him, Yan Wuzi turned pale with fright. Almost like a conditioned reflex, his body was like a cannonball and he retreated tens of feet away.

Stopping and looking at it, I felt a deep sense of fear.

"Giggle... The genius of Xuansheng Palace, one of the Four Saint Palaces, seems to be nothing more than this? His perception is not as good as that of a wandering ant, but he does have a really far-sighted vision."

The holy pattern flashed, and little bits of light and shadow disappeared one after another. Where Yuan Lu's heart was, a red light emerged. A face that was harmless to humans and animals slowly appeared in front of everyone. Its appearance was nothing more than the warm smile of the girl who had just set up Yanfu.

The meaning is particularly cordial, but everyone can clearly feel the banter in it.

Here, Di Lingzi and other geniuses from the Xuansheng Palace had pale faces as cold as winter iron. Who would have thought that geniuses as powerful as Di Lingzi would be scolded like this?

Not only that, the girl's naked words seemed to be specifically targeted at Xuansheng Palace. Who could endure such derogation?

"Ignorant little girl, how can it be your turn to give advice on the rights and wrongs of Xuansheng Palace?"

Without stopping, a black light and shadow, carrying a terrifying sword energy, pierced the sky and stabbed directly in the direction of the girl. The sword energy raged, and the sound of silver bells emitted from the void, which was particularly pleasant to the ears, but also shocked the heart and lungs.

A swordsman in the early stage of Sensing Realm will have the power of his sword. Each attack will not be weaker than a fire skill. In such close combat, his speed and strength will be brought to the extreme. Such methods are by no means comparable to those of ordinary flamers.

, can even be compared with the Flamer in the middle stage of Sensation.

Focus, stare!

Boom…

The sword energy suddenly flew into the void, making a sound of hitting the ground, and then sank deep into it, like a swamp, allowing the swordsman to resist with all his strength, but it seemed to be useless.

Thump…thump…

With each heavy blow and resistance again and again, the swordsman's body sank deeper. Although he tried his best to tear, it had no effect at all.

Even after using all his strength many times, his arms began to twist a little under the force.

Through the void, many flames are as cold as cicadas!

"Master Tiandou Hall, you are still awesome!"

Taking a deep breath of the "turbid air" of the void, Gu Hao did not feel any power or the existence of the Yanling except for the void.

In an understatement, he completely controlled all the powerful men in the Xuansheng Palace. In addition to the participants of the Flame Mark War and the Holy Mark who had met on the Black River battlefield, Gu Erosion Demon Palace Tian Tian, ​​one of the Ten Demon Palaces of the Saint Tribe,

Master Dou, who else could there be?

"Sweetpea? What a funny name!"

One second, Nie Fenglin was still joking with Gu Hao, and then he heard Gu Hao talking about the Sweet Dou Palace Master. When they heard the words, they were extremely frightened. The name, which was like a master, actually had the charm of making people laugh.

However, in this world, there are not many people who dare to make fun of Sweet Pea's name.

A few months ago, the battle on the Heihe battlefield was still vivid in my mind. The way the saint army was annihilated in one fell swoop made them like rats crossing the street. They had no choice but to flee to the East Fu Fire Tomb, a main battlefield that had been abandoned for a long time?

"Geez...what? You broke through, do your wings feel hard?"

In the void, the girl smiled with a smile on her face, looking at the miserable Yan Wuzi in front of her, and then looked down to the direction of Nie Fenglin who had just spoken, her joking words became more intense, and his voice came through the void.

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Hearing this, Nie Fenglin's brows were frivolous and curious.

"What? Can you hear this?"

Nie Fenglin was a little puzzled. He looked at the girl who was watching here. His voice was not loud, especially when they were hundreds of feet apart. It was even more inaudible. In this noisy battlefield, it stands to reason that the Lord of Tiandou Palace,

It is absolutely impossible to hear, at least, he does not have such power now.

"Yes, you can hear it!"

hiss…

The hot air was sucked into the throat, dry and hot, and mixed with all kinds of flavors. However, these were not the reasons for Nie Fenglin's change of expression.

pedal…

pedal…

Stepping in slowly, the rich flaming power spread around his side, and a touch of cold air swept across the battlefield in an instant.

Nie Fenglin's sudden move made many Yanzhi, who looked ugly, look happy. Although Di Lingzi's strength was amazing, Yan Wuzi's past was very clear. If he relied on him alone, he might have a chance, but

At present, the Bingxuan Sect, known as the first sect in the mainland, intervenes, which finally brings stability to the situation.

Ding ding...

Nie Fenglin stepped forward slowly, and ice picks appeared out of thin air beside him. Invisible fire energy adhered to them, making the sound of ice cubes solidifying, which was extremely relaxing. However, when these ice picks solidified, they did not become still in the void...

Whoosh…

Without words or too many noises, the ice cone penetrated the void at a fleeting speed, leaving white traces behind and sinking straight into the sacred pattern in front of it...

One...two...

The icicles sank into the holy pattern, like rocks sinking into the sea. Except for the fact that they sank into the sea, they just made a thud... and made a sound when they entered the mud. Seeing this, everyone was confused...

Bang…

Suddenly, a low banging sound suddenly sounded in front of the girl in the holy pattern. The dozens of looming holy patterns disappeared mysteriously into nothingness. At this moment, the girl's aura gradually emerged in everyone's eyes.

before.

Bang...bang...

The ice cone, which had submerged into the holy pattern and disappeared out of thin air, appeared mysteriously again and attacked the fire tomb hundreds of feet behind, making a low-pitched sound.

"Eh...the sacred pattern was broken?"

In an instant, the human race was afraid, and the mysterious and unusual holy pattern was completely destroyed by the ice cone attack. This phenomenon made the people speechless at the moment.

This was not the first time they had seen the sacred pattern being broken, but it was too rare for it to be completely lifted in such an understatement. In the battle on the Black River battlefield, Yan Ling'er had to use the flame pattern with great effort to break it.

Of course, Yan Ling'er at that time was far less powerful than Nie Fenglin now. However, even now, if Yan Ling'er survives, the possibility of being so understated is probably extremely slim!

"Giggle...you actually know the sacred pattern?"

In the void, the girl moved lightly with lotus steps. Under her feet, the colorless lines glowed with starlight. As she spoke, she looked at the slightly ordinary Nie Fenglin in front of her with a hint of surprise.

"He understands sacred patterns?"

Tiandou's words were not concealed, but he did not deliberately spread them. However, even so, as he slowly stepped forward, many people with strong senses who were close to him could still hear clearly.

Sweet Pea's words, although plain, were like thunder.

"Probably, otherwise, how could it be possible to break the sacred mark of Lord Tiandou Hall so easily?"

"But…"

Twos and threes, puzzled!

"Sacred patterns originate from flame patterns. If our human race doesn't understand it, what will happen to your holy race?"

Gently raising his face, Nie Fenglin looked forward with a smile on his face. After hearing what he said, everyone seemed to understand.

"Is that so?"

"It's interesting. I didn't expect that the Yuanlu battlefield started several years earlier. You pigs don't have much fire power, but their fire patterns are so extraordinary?"

The fire girl landed on the ground, and the red dust transformed by the fire poisonous insects was suspended around her. Guided by her jade fingers, the red dust built strange patterns out of thin air. Then, it disappeared out of thin air and turned invisible. The invisible lines were formed between the tap of the girl's fingers.

, reappeared, and dissipated in an instant, turning into little red dust and falling to the ground.

While playing with it, the red dust of the sky and the earth, as if inspired by the mind, actually instantly formed into a holy pattern. The terrifying power on it was very clear to everyone. Invisibly, and under the control of the hand, the holy pattern instantly turned into nothingness.

Such phenomena and methods completely demonstrated the girl's attainments in holy patterns.

Seeing the girl's casual move, Huo Wu and others' expressions gradually turned ugly. Being from superpowers, they naturally knew what such a method meant.

The ability to mentally control all things is the symbol of a third-level spiritual master, while the control of the intangible and the tangible is the specialty of a fourth-level spiritual master.

How could anyone other than a fourth-grade spiritual master reach the place where the girl in front of her could perform such operations?

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Applause rang out in the silence and astonishment, and everyone stared, speechless!

"The method is really good, but you don't want to defeat us and everyone by yourself, do you?"

As Nie Fenglin smiled, he spread his palms lightly, and then, many flamers appeared out of thin air behind him, including Gu Hao, Liu Xuazhen, Liu Xuanyang, Ling Tianlei, Lei Xing and many other powerful people, plus the Xuansheng Palace Tianjiao led by Di Lingzi, a group of Gan

Those who are strong in the realm will have more than ten people.

Such a lineup is definitely considered a top-notch force in Lingqu Continent. Even compared to the super-powerful Lingsu Palace, it is only inferior in background.

However, even so, Tiandou did not panic at all. His slender jade fingers tapped the void, and red dust rose out of the sky. Under the guidance, it transformed into sacred patterns, and then became intricately intertwined with each other.

On it, the power of destruction gradually becomes stronger between the sacred patterns, and the terrifying pressure goes straight towards the many flamers in front...

In a matter of seconds, everyone had already sensed from the strange pattern formed by the sacred pattern a dangerous power that was no less powerful than Di Lingzi's sixth-grade fire skill, Black Dragon Swallowing Flame Art. This situation was beyond what many flamers thought.

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At this moment, the girl said with a smile on her face: "Can't you do it on your own?"

The color of joking is fully displayed, and the power of the sacred patterns constructed by his random actions is astonishing and terrifying, and the subsequent movements, the sacred patterns all exude the feeling of destroying the world.

Seeing this, even Di Lingzi frowned slightly.

"Damn...you..."

"Arrogant as a hammer!"

On the side, Yan Wuzi, who was fleeing while Nie Fenglin cracked the sacred pattern, became angry and started to curse. However, before the curse could be heard, he gradually stopped under the gaze of a cold light.

Then, I suddenly thought of how miserable it was at the beginning of the battle, and how it finally ceased.

Just like Yan Wuzi, they all had no choice but to be angry and dare not speak out. As you can imagine, other Yan people, except for a few, all had expressions that changed from gloomy to bright.

However, the people in the game have different understandings of the meaning of the Lord of Sweet Bean Palace, but they all come to the same goal.

With one person's power, he could defeat the enemy clan. Nie Fenglin's joking words were nothing more than Nie Fenglin's joking words. Little did he know that the master of Tiandou Hall actually wanted to put it into practice.

In this way, the purpose of the Saint Clan is extremely obvious.

If one person is against the clan, it is a battle of genocide. Although this is an exaggeration, what does it mean to be against the clan?

Everyone in the secret realm knows it.

The overthrow of the Nine Realms and the Enlightenment of One Hundred Kings is the highest goal for everyone entering the Desolate Secret Realm. Improving strength is certainly valuable, but the final result is all for the rare baptism of Yuanlu. What’s more, the reason why the Desolate Secret Realm is called

There is also a reason for abandoning the secret realm.

Faced with such a lack of secret realms, if you want to return to Jiuzhou and make achievements, you must end the battle for the secret realms in advance. Otherwise, the road to the Sainthood of Hundred Kings will begin, and you will be just a spectator.

The battle in the secret realm begins as soon as it is announced. This is something that only the strong have the ability to do. Other races, besides fear, have no choice but to cooperate.

In addition to the surprise and fear, suddenly, a clear and crisp laughter like a new bamboo shoot emerging from the ground rang out from the sky.

"Haha... maybe it's really not possible!"