Yan Ling fantasy world

Zhangxu's Seven-Colored True Palace emerged out of thin air, with exquisite ancient patterns wandering on it. The chaotic energy suddenly attacked the Seven-Colored True Palace, making a sudden knocking sound, like a big bell that shook the heaven and earth.

Behind the True Palace, Yan Ling'er remained motionless, looking at Xiao Xuan and others who had gone away, and took a deep breath.

He turned his eyes and looked at the ancient ape in front, his eyes gradually becoming fanatical.

"Reality, tsk tsk... come on, have a good fight!"

With the big hand of Tianhe Spear, Zhang Xu's Seven Colorful Palace shrank in an instant and turned into a tall seven-colored shield. On his left hand, vigorous vitality continued to emerge from the seven-colored shield and flowed into Yan Ling'er's body. The blood in this

As the vitality fills it, it gradually boils, and the enthusiasm for fighting becomes even more intense.

"Jie Jie... let's fight happily? I'm really not ashamed of my words."

The ancient ape, who had failed to make a head-on attack, looked at Yan Ling'er's fanatical fighting spirit. Instead of being angry, he was happy and laughed strangely.

His eyes were fixed on the shield on Yan Ling'er's left hand, and with a slightly trembling hoarse voice, he said: "Qicai Zhendian, I have been pursuing you for thousands of years. I never thought that we would be lucky enough to see you again in this life. It is really our fate that has not yet ended."

Na."

"I don't know how much chance you have to get his approval. However, in the fantasy world, the most valuable treasures are held by those who are capable. Jie Jie..."

The ancient ape looked at Yan Ling'er, and finally focused on the Seven-Colored True Palace on his left hand. His eyes were already shining brightly, and they were not the same as before. Now, his goal has completely changed. With such a treasure as the Seven-Colored True Palace,

He has the confidence to make many impossible things possible.

Looking at the greedy gaze of the ancient ape, Yan Ling'er seemed to have seen the appearance of Mo Zun in the desolate secret realm, and the latter's posture was exactly the same.

"Yes, the most precious treasures are inhabited by capable people, and the capable ones are not your soul."

"soul?"

"Haha... boy, even if a soul can crush you to death, it can only take a raise of hands!"

The ancient ape looked up to the sky and laughed. The next moment, the energy of chaos suddenly emerged from his body. Behind him, in the void, several feet of demon spirits from the Chaos Red Demon Clan gradually emerged. The pressure of the Chaos Red Demon Clan suddenly caused the void to shatter, and also in the void.

At the same time, Yan Ling'er suddenly felt the change of pressure around him, and there was solemnity in his eyes.

"call..."

During the exhalation, hundreds of meridians flowed, and the blood of the Suzaku Spirit Demon also flowed in the blood. Likewise, the pressure of the Chaos Red Demon Clan was immediately reduced by one point.

Not only that, in the chaotic land of Yan Mansion, a trace of chaotic energy came out, wrapped around Yan Mansion, and flowed into the blood. At this moment, the pressure of the Chaos Red Demon Clan completely disappeared in an instant. The changes in Yan Mansion made Yan Ling'er slightly

Shen's expression changed drastically, and he looked at the chaotic land of Yan Mansion in confusion.

"What's going on?"

Yan Ling'er sensed the chaotic energy in his blood, but no matter how hard he tried to drive it away, there was nothing he could do.

In this way, Yan Ling'er's self-talk did not answer. Even Xue Jingyan was deep in thought and did not say anything. From the beginning, he knew that the soul in the land of chaos was a holy demon from the holy clan, and the demon in the tombstone.

They are equal to those in the Saint Realm, but since then, there has been no news from them at all. Now, is it too secretive for the Saint Demon in the Land of Chaos to act like this?

However, the doubts in my heart are not a bad thing after all.

When the ancient apes and the Chaos Red Demon clan released their pressure in the distance, he could clearly see the change in Yan Ling'er's expression, but in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared again, which made him extremely strange.

"Hmph...do you want to resist?"

With a cold voice, he waved his big hand away, and a long halberd slowly appeared.

"Light of Chaos, Lord Halberd!"

"Boy, if I ask you to resist, let me show you the difference between the realm of reality and the real reality."

The next moment, the ancient ape's body disappeared, leaving a bright shadow in the void. It reappeared, and the halberd was already in front of Yan Ling'er.

Looking at the ancient ape that appeared in front of him instantly, Yan Ling'er sensed the changes in his bloodline and couldn't think much about it. He turned to look at the attack of the ancient ape in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The reality seems to be unfamiliar to me too!"

Looking at the halberd coming straight to the center of his eyebrows, Yan Ling'er's left hand, the Seven-Colored True Palace, instantly appeared in front of him. On the halberd, endless energy of chaos filled the air, and it materialized instantly. The terrifying power attack fell completely on the seven-colored true palace.

superior.

At this moment, there was no sound, only the seven-colored light of the Seven-Color True Palace bloomed, and the attack of the halberd gradually melted under the cover of the seven-colored light.

"The seven-colored true palace, the second palace is swallowed!"

The power of the Seven Colorful True Palace bloomed, and most of the energy of the realized chaos was absorbed. In one breath, the pressure on the halberd was greatly reduced. However, just like this, under the fierce attack of the ancient ape reality, its power

The absolute suppression is still particularly obvious, and it is also like this. With a halberd, Yan Ling'er's body is attacked hundreds of feet away in an instant.

Stabilizing his posture, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a touch of red brushed across his face.

Although the huge attack was completely blocked by the Colorful True Palace, the remaining power emanating from it was too much for Yan Ling'er to bear. However, with the protection and power of the Colorful True Palace, Yan Ling'er did not suffer any major damage. At the same time, Colorful

Above the true palace, a faint light emitted, and a gentle force penetrated the body. In just one blow, the shattered meridians were healed at an extremely fast speed under his control.

"What a powerful attack."

Looking at the ancient ape in front of him, Yan Linger still couldn't help but sigh.

With the blessing of the Seven-Colored True Palace, coupled with the Nirvana rebirth he had experienced before, at this moment, the strength of his meridians and his own strength are by no means comparable to those of ordinary strong men in the realm of feet. But even so, he was still injured after one blow.

From this point of view, we can only say that the difference between the real state and the real state is not as simple as a word difference.

However, before he could think too much, the silhouette of the ancient ape cut through the void, carrying the terrifying energy of chaos on the halberd, and attacked again.

Seeing this, Yan Ling'er re-examined and blocked the Colorful True Palace in front of him without any hesitation. With a blow of the halberd, Yan Ling'er's figure once again flew hundreds of feet away. This time, with the previous experience, Yan Ling'er's endurance was improved.

No blood was spilled.

However, the slight sweetness lingers in the throat, and the shattering of the meridians remains unchanged.

"Jiejie...you really can't resist being beaten!"

In the blink of an eye, the ancient ape has attacked no less than a hundred times. In the face of absolute strength, retreat is inevitable. However, the more he attacks, the more ugly the ancient ape's face becomes, because under such an attack

, Although Yan Ling'er was injured, he was never fatally injured from beginning to end, and vaguely, Yan Ling'er's momentum seemed to be continuously increasing under his attack.

Likewise, the ancient ape's hand was even more unrestrained, and the halberd was swung out again. Dark black broken traces appeared in the space instantly, and the sharp blade of the halberd was approaching Yan Ling'er's sea of ​​consciousness.

Under such a stormy attack, although Yan Ling'er's injuries continued to recover with the help of the Colorful True Palace, the shock and boiling of his energy and blood were inevitable. Looking at the halberd hitting directly in front, his eyes

In the midst of it, there was a touch of ruthlessness.

"call..."

"The seven-color true palace, the five palaces will be destroyed!"

The light above the seven-colored true palace flickered, and the next moment, the rich light gathered instantly, and at the end of the extreme, a touch of true meaning slowly rose.

A smile flashed across the corner of Yan Ling'er's mouth at the change in the true palace.

With all his strength, he poured out straight towards the direction from which the halberd attack came.

"boom..."

The collision of two violent forces is no longer the one attack and one defense just now, one swallow and one momentum, the true power of the seven-colored true palace suddenly rushes out, although it is weak, but the moment it comes into contact with the chaotic energy, the chaos

The energy instantly turned into nothingness, and the power of the true palace collided with the halberd. In the same breath, the substantial halberd disappeared into thin air.

When the ancient ape saw this, he was horrified.

The body stopped for an instant, and the next moment, it quickly retreated backwards to resist the power of the true meaning above the Seven Colorful True Palace.

However, even though his reaction was extremely fast, under Yan Ling'er's full attack, the power of the true meaning of the Colorful True Palace still hurt the ancient ape's body, and dark black blood continued to flow out of his body.

While baring his teeth and grinning, the ancient ape stared at the Seven Colorful Palace in front of him, his eyes filled with strong possessiveness. However, while he was staring at him, an aura of desolation rose above the void. The next moment, a spear stabbed him.

Breaking through the void, carrying a strong aura of desolation, it suddenly attacked his head.

"Linggu Spear Intent, desolate!"

At the same time, the Tianhe Spear continued to draw out the fierce spear intention in the void, forming a series of spear slashes, attacking the ancient ape in front.

Looking at Yan Ling'er, who instantly switched from defense to attack with the power of his true intention, an unspeakable meaning arose in the ancient ape's heart. However, under the tyrannical spear intention, the ancient ape did not dare to neglect at all.

With a breath, the halberd appeared in his hand, and the energy of chaos appeared in front of the halberd, attacking directly towards the energy of desolation.

When the two collided, the power was scattered. Desolation and chaos had almost essential power, and they continued to wreak havoc in the void. In the distance, Feng Tian and Long Ting, who were fighting in the broken space, were also invisibly affected.

spread.

"boom..."

A violent explosion sounded in the broken void, and the next moment, the blue dragon and the black-green phoenix suddenly rushed out, looking at each other.

"Ape, you bastard, what do you want to do?"

During the battle, the interference of chaos and desolation caused Fengtian, who had the advantage, to be attacked quickly. However, the two were similar in strength and never took advantage. However, as a result, Fengtian, who had resentment in his heart, was attacked.

Tian suddenly felt unhappy and cursed loudly.

However, when he steadied his figure and saw the changes in the battle ahead, the curse words he originally started to say suddenly came to him.

At present, the fourth area has already become a mess under the attack of Yan Ling'er and the ancient ape. To a certain extent, it can even be said that the whole body has been destroyed, even the void is broken, and the Senluo Death Palace and the Ancient Temple Palace

The Holy Spirit Messenger has long since disappeared, as have Yan Liuxi, Xuan Jinniao and others.

Not knowing why, he looked at the fierce chaotic beast behind the ancient ape, and the power of blood told him that the power of blood of the beast in front of him was far stronger than his, and could even be comparable to the blood of the green dragon in front of him.

Long Ting, who appeared at the same time, was also extremely unbelievable when she saw the scene in front of her, especially the huge ferocious beast behind the ancient ape, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable. It must be said that it is the feeling of the opposite of natural blood.

"What's going on with this guy? His aura seems wrong?" Fengtian looked at the ancient ape in front of him and muttered to himself in confusion.

However, after his words, the clear laughter behind him startled him.

"Have you finished reading?"

"If you finish reading it, can you please accept the gift I prepared for you?"

Turning around, a figure of a fox with celestial demon patterns flashed past.

With a flick of the fox's paw, countless densely packed sacred patterns slowly rose up from the ground. Between tens of millions of layers, the source and end could not be seen, but the power contained in them was enough to make people tremble. Not only that, there were strange things on top of the sacred patterns.

In the lines, it is like the figures of blood-red phoenixes are emerging.

Seeing this, Fengtian was horrified. The appearance of the blood-red phoenix was somewhat similar to the current body of the phoenix, but the power it exuded was completely different from his. It could be said to be completely opposite.

Not only that, the power emanating from this huge holy pattern array made him feel extremely dangerous.

Even enough to destroy him.

"you..."

Fengtian looked at the harmless celestial demon fox in front of him. Fengtian was about to curse, but then he stopped.

In the previous battle with Long Ting, he had tried his best. Although there was no winner, he was still at a disadvantage.

But now, he is trapped in such a large holy pattern formation. Such a result is even more dangerous for him. In such a situation, the best way to escape is how to escape. It is useless to say more.

Looking around and seeing the densely packed sacred patterns, Fengtian's brows furrowed even tighter.

"This formation is the fifth-grade flame pattern formation, the Phoenix-Slaying Formation!"