Yan Ling fantasy world

"The Four Forbidden Gates!"

Yan Ling'er and others stared at the image on the screen, fighting in the cage. A large number of Flamers were torn into pieces by the monsters in the cage, and then were eaten.

The cruelty of the picture made everyone want to close their eyes.

Likewise, they know that this Yuanlu battlefield is really cruel. If they stay, they will face being slaughtered. If they leave, they will be passed through the Four Forbidden Gates to the Four Forbidden Lands. Then, they will be kept in captivity there like pigs and become training.

Warcraft toys.

This is not a battle at all, but a battle of genocide!

"The demon clan has been dormant until now and used the Yuanlu battlefield to open the forbidden door. Is this the plan of Shengxuan?"

Silently, Yan Ling'er slowly stepped forward, making a bitter sound from his dry throat.

Shengxuan, a strange name fell into the ears of the flamers, and they were puzzled because they had never heard of the name Shengxuan.

However, many Holy Spirits from the Holy Clan were really surprised when they heard it. They looked at the animals and pigs in front of them in disbelief. His humble mouth could actually speak the name of the Holy Lord.

"Do you know the Holy Lord?"

The smile froze, and Tiandou's immature face gradually became weird. He looked at the young man in front of him as if he were prey.

"To say the name of the Holy Lord from the mouths of pigs like you is simply an insult."

The words "Quanze" were like nails, murderous intent, and burning raging fire. This scared the Holy Spirit and slowly backed away, looking at Quanze and Sweet Pea in front of him.

This feeling is all too familiar, and every time it happens, there is no lack of killing.

Tiandou, the change in Quanze shocked Zhou Xiaoli and others and looked at Yan Ling'er in front of them in surprise. The latter's words were absurd and bizarre, but they were also like speaking the taboo words of the Holy Clan, which made Tiandou,

The spring is messy.

"What exactly is the Holy Mystery?" Everyone was puzzled for a lifetime.

Looking up into the void, two-winged flying dragons are fanning their sky-covering wings. Sweet beans and springs are on the left and right. Two mountains are not fatal, but they are terrifyingly oppressive. After that, thousands of demons are looking down, full of killing intent. On their sides, the demons are respected.

The soul is in terrible silence, the four forbidden doors have been opened, and the awakening of the demon soul is now.

Looking back, outside the battlefield, the blazing heat was like a furnace fire. Occasionally, there were fire poisonous insects scurrying around, but there were only a few of them, and the silence was terrifying.

"Does the Holy Lord deserve the name of traitor?"

One person faced ten thousand demons. Yan Ling'er raised his eyes slightly and showed disdain at the corner of his mouth. He was too familiar with Shengxuan. The latter's whole body was full of scheming. Even he was always in the midst of calculations. Nowadays, the saints enjoy paying homage to him.

His position definitely has such results. At the same time, in his understanding, Shengxuan's methods are more than that.

Thousands of years ago, he was tricked by a false face, which led to his downfall and even affected many of his friends.

boom…

Yan Ling'er said a word, and the surrounding atmosphere was instantly subtle. Although countless creatures existed, they appeared as if they were dead. No one expected Yan Ling'er to say such words. At this moment, even Zhou Xiaoli felt that Yan Ling'er was slandering. Such behavior was not very good.

wise.

Sure enough, in the next breath, within a few feet of the spring, monstrous demonic energy soared into the sky, and the pressure instantly increased to the extreme.

"A pig kills a dog, how can you slander the Holy Lord!"

After the demonic energy surged into the sky, it did not stop at all. In one breath, it transformed into a dark black giant sword and suddenly charged in the direction of Yan Ling'er.

There was no sound, only the locking killing intent permeated the dark black giant sword. Yan Ling'er, who was staring in front, also felt the power of the giant sword. However, in response to the fierce attack, Yan Ling'er did not panic, and the corner of his mouth

But it evoked a unique smile.

"Shiling Ninth-Level Pagoda, First Level Realm, Qingluan Howls to Kill!"

In the blink of an eye, the lines of the ninth-level Shiling pagoda on Yan Ling'er's arm gradually appeared, pointing directly to the substance and instantly appeared in the sky above his left hand.

"grumble!"

The cry of Qingluan roared in the sky, and the blazing seven-colored flames suddenly rushed out from the first level of Shiling's ninth-level pagoda, and rushed straight towards the dark black giant sword in front.

boom...

The giant sword and the colorful flames met instantly, and the unexpected force of the explosion splashed into the void. The giant sword transformed by rich demonic energy instantly turned into countless dark black streams of demonic energy, and rushed towards the surroundings.

The endless fire tomb also turned into powder in an instant, leaving only many ruins.

However, when the giant sword disintegrated in an instant, although the blazing seven-colored flames weakened a few points, there was still some power left, and it attacked the spring ahead.

Looking down at the human race, Quanze looked at the giant sword and smiled instantly, frowning slightly on his domineering face, flicking his sleeves, and the colorful flames were instantly annihilated.

At this time, Qingluan, who had just broken out of the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda, was not attacked by the giant sword head-on. However, after the Qingluan roared with all his strength, his breath suddenly became weak, and then slowly flew away again.

Entering the ninth-level pagoda of Shiling, but before flying out, looking up at the army of saints in the void, there was a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Qingluan?"

Before the saints, Sweet Dou on the body of the two-winged flying dragon immediately recognized the figure of Yan Ling'er when he launched the most powerful attack. Although Qingluan's aura was very different at the moment, there was still the smell of the saints in the colorful flames. This is also

This made Tiandou, the master of a palace, recognize it immediately.

"The sixth Holy Spirit envoy, Qingluan? Palace Master, it's impossible, it won't..."

The two-winged flying dragon at its feet looked at the gradually disappearing ninth-level pagoda of Shi Ling, with solemn eyes, and then said to Tiandou in disbelief.

In his words, he denied Qingluan.

After all, in terms of ranking, the latter is only one level above him, and his strength is not even a little bit stronger. The current Quanze attack definitely has the strength to instantly kill the late demon spirit realm. Qingluan will never be able to take it even if he is really alive. At least, at this moment

It has no such ability.

The ape below also slapped its chest and stamped its feet, looking up to the sky and roaring, as if to vent its dissatisfaction.

"Giggles... Do you know me? Only when you turn from darkness to light can you become a hero!"

Yan Ling'er touched the ninth-level Shi Ling pagoda on his left arm with one hand. The power of the first-level Qingluan Xiaotian Kill was far beyond his expectation. Not only was he able to receive Quanze's full blow head-on in an instant, but he was also able to win with residual strength.

Attacking directly towards Quanze, although it is weak, it already illustrates the problem.

However, it is also true that he is truly worthy of the power of Qingluan's bloodline.

However, when Yan Ling'er, Tiandou, and Quanze looked at each other with different expressions on their faces, there was something subtle in the aura among the ten or so people from the human race.

"Opening the Four Forbidden Doors is by no means an easy task. Apart from you, who else has the ability to cooperate in opening it?"

Zhou Xiaoli's words were suddenly as sharp as a sharp sword, and he spoke straight to a place not far behind him. The disgust in his words was extremely obvious, and just like that, there were more in the eyes of Gu Hao, Li Kunyuan and others.

He was puzzled and looked at the people in the distance with the same disbelief.

"Alas...is this your method? It's really shocking, gaffe, gaffe, I didn't expect to reveal my identity like this." Among the human race, where everyone's eyes were focused, Di Lingzi patted his palms lightly and raised one leg.

Stand and walk out slowly.

"Why? Billions of living beings on the mainland regard you as the destination of the most powerful sect. Why do you do this?"

"Why should you take refuge in the Saint Clan?"

Li Kunyuan looked at Di Lingzi, Yan Wuzi, and Yan Ruolin, with bloodshot eyes appearing in his eyes. Being in the Holy Continent, he was well aware of the status of Xuansheng Palace in the Holy Continent. However, more than that, Xuansheng Palace ranked second in the Holy Continent.

The Four Holy Palaces, if the latter is already the case, then what kind of existence will the Four Holy Palaces be?

That is the place where the geniuses of the human race gather.

Although he and Gu Hao had noticed a strange aura in the Four Saints Palace in the past, they never thought of it. After all, in the human race, he was the leader.

Not only him, except Zhou Xiaoli, several others had eyes that were difficult to understand, especially Ling Tianlei, whose face was even more livid at the moment.

"Why?"

"Geez, that's ridiculous." Di Lingzi flicked his sleeves, his expression light and contemptuous.

"The Lingqu Continent has been under the rule of the human race for nearly ten thousand years. In these ten thousand years, apart from the Supreme Ling'er, has there ever been a strong person who has broken through to the Supreme Realm?"

"Supreme Realm, tsk tsk..."

Di Lingzi said Ling'er's honorable name and looked in the direction of Yan Ling'er. The deep playfulness was particularly obvious.

"So what?"

"What does this have to do with your abandonment of humanity?"

"What kind of relationship?" Di Lingzi raised his eyes slightly, and then in the blink of an eye, when Li Kunyuan spoke, a deep chill invaded him, making Li Kunyuan, who was not far away, suddenly feel awe-struck in his heart.

"Over the past thousands of years, how many geniuses have been born, and what is the result? Don't you know it yet? The Supreme Thunder Tribulation is bound by the laws of heaven and earth. The ten thousand-year catastrophe is imminent. If Zhou Wangchen wants to break through to the Supreme Realm, I want you to come...

You never believed it, right?" Di Lingzi's eyes glanced at Zhou Xiaoli, then he stood with his hands behind his back, looking up into the void, and deeply inhaled the flame spirit.

"In this case, for the survival of the human race and the continuation of hundreds of millions of living beings, why not choose the saint race?"

"Once you break through the withering, the laws of heaven and earth collapse, what's wrong with finding the path to the supreme? This... is also the decision of the sect master. Such a strategy is the best choice for the human race."

Di Lingzi's words changed immediately, his sharp eyes were like a sharp knife, after scraping through everyone, it stabbed hard into everyone's heart, leaving everyone speechless for a long time.

At this moment, the world was quiet. Even Zhou Xiaoli stared at the almost crazy Di Lingzi in front of him without saying a word.

As the daughter of Zhou Wangchen, the most powerful person in Lingqu Continent, she also knows a few things about the situation in Lingqu Continent. However, this kind of coercion is more likely to be resisted by Zhou Wangchen. She knows very little.

However, from her father's efforts in cultivation in recent years, she can guess that the future of Lingqu Continent will change in the near future.

This is what Di Lingzi calls a ten-thousand-year catastrophe.

"You...you fart, the sect leader will definitely be able to break through to the Supreme Realm, but you are greedy for life and afraid of death, abandon human nature, take refuge in the demons, and harm your compatriots. This is the Four Holy Palaces? Bah...just four dogs."

Silently, Nie Fenglin broke the silence while yelling, and his eyes looked like fire when he looked at Di Lingzi.

Zhou Wangchen is the pinnacle of the human race among them. If he cannot break through to the supreme level, then the human race will be completely finished. And all along, he, all the disciples of Bing Xuan Sect and the Yan people in the entire Ice Continent have firmly believed that that man

There must be a breakthrough to the supreme realm.

Only he can support the future of Lingqu Continent.

In response to Nie Fenglin's insults, Di Lingzi did not get angry but smiled with a hint of contempt.

"Fear of death, human nature, betrayal, entrapment, Jie Jie... If you can't live through the catastrophe of ten thousand years, do these... have any meaning?" After saying that, Di Lingzi had not acted too much, and the rich flames

The strength wrapped around the broken leg that was already empty.

For a moment, the eyes that looked into the saint's eyes were surprisingly calm, as quiet as the tranquility of an ice cave.

"Have you finished talking? Now that you've finished talking, the war is about to begin!"

Three-quarters of silence, four-quarters of death, Yan Ling'er's plain words were like a declaration of war, exploding in the center of the Dongfu Fire Tomb.