Yan Ling fantasy world

The ribbon covered his eyes, and his mental power spread instantly. In a place with a radius of hundreds of feet, the strong wind from the battle came rushing towards him. He took a deep breath. At this moment, Yan Ling'er's state of mind gradually returned to calm. The dust swaying in the void was swaying in the wind.

It's like being under Yan Linger's control.

"Jingyan, please lock Nightmare Shura's retreat." A weird smile appeared on Yan Ling'er's face, and she pointed her spear directly at Nightmare Shura.

Xue Jingyan from behind looked at Yan Ling'er's actions and naturally knew what Yan Ling'er was thinking. She also smiled without saying anything. On the fox's claws, countless flame patterns formed instantly, and then under the fluctuation of Xue Jingyan, mysterious flames were formed in the void.

Texture.

"Absolutely no way out."

The spear danced, and Yan Ling'er's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only the dust on the ground.

"Linggu Spear Intent, desolate!"

"The six-winged money scorpion is desolate and the heart of the deer is desolate and alive!"

In the void, the spear intention and the desolation of Yuan Luxin were superimposed and merged, causing the desolation to grow crazily on top of the rusty Tianhe Spear.

At the same time, on Yan Ling'er's back, the wings of the Six-Pathed Money Scorpion suddenly stretched out, and the rebirth of a moth after shedding its shell was just like this.

The spear was waved, the power of desolation filled the void, and everything withered.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Ling'er's figure was in front of Nightmare Shura. Yan Ling'er, who covered her eyes with a silk scarf, felt the helpless defense of Nightmare Shura under the full attack of the two demon spirits, and knew that the latter was already at this moment.

It's stretched thin.

A smile appeared on his face, the spear pierced the void, and the air of desolation raged in the void. The place where the flame nightmare Shura and the demon spirit fought, he attacked directly towards the dead center of the head.

During this period, the route seems to be beyond control.

However, during the battle, when the demon spirits felt the desolate atmosphere around them, they sensed an extremely dangerous atmosphere and quickly retreated.

But even so, Yan Ling'er's spear still passed by the dark black demonic shadow. The demonic shadow demon felt the raging desolate air, and was horrified. Even just inches away, the demonic spirit could clearly feel it.

The breath of death passed by.

"Palace Master!"

The demon suddenly emerged from behind, and its transparent body appeared in front of everyone. In the void, invisible barriers appeared one after another in front of the demon.

Infused with the aura of desolation, the invisible barrier instantly collapsed.

"snort..."

With a cold snort, the iron chain in his hand was filled with strong demonic energy. The demonic spirits moved towards the desolate energy without any hesitation. At this time, the smell of decay filled the iron chain.

With all his strength, the demon looked at the smiling young man through the iron chain and flashed past.

"roar..."

With a sharp shout, the iron chain was thrown out suddenly, and a clear sound of whipping sounded in the void. At this moment, the demon spirit successfully escaped from a safe distance of a hundred feet.

At this moment, Yan Ling'er has reached the dead center of Nightmare Shura's head.

"Ling'er...are you going to kill your mother?"

"Nie Zhan, do you want to destroy the Yan clan?"

In the void, a begging and a stern voice sounded. After hearing his words, the smile on Yan Ling'er's cheeks slowly widened. The voice was very much like the voices of her mother and father, but her eyes were covered, and her mind was disturbed.

To the lowest level, and the state of mind has calmed down, how could Yan Linger not be able to tell the difference.

Without any hesitation, the spear headed straight towards the dead center of the head without changing its direction.

"Hmph...here's another trick..."

The place where the sound was heard along the way was instantly pierced by the Tianhe Spear filled with desolate air. At this time, the phantoms also turned into nothingness in an instant. Yan Ling'er in the center could clearly feel the mysterious power floating around him.

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The dream hunt failed, and the nightmare Shura, who was blocking the sky and the sun, saw everything clearly in front of him. He looked at the young man who was coming at a very fast speed, and the figure of the boy who was blocking the sky and the sun was changing rapidly.

boom...

There was a violent explosion, and Yan Linger, holding the Tianhe gun, penetrated directly through the dead center.

Slowly canceling the silk scarf, the nightmare Shura that covered the sky was no longer there, and the color in the void was restored.

"Giggle...still want to run?"

On the ground, Xue Jingyan held a young monster in her hand and kept muttering in her mouth.

Inciting the money scorpion wings to slowly fall, Yan Ling'er frowned as she looked at the bloody Jingyan in front of her: "Jingyan, didn't I ask you to seal the retreat of the nightmare Shura? How do you catch a little monster to play with?"

The moment he penetrated the dead center of Nightmare Shura's head, Yan Ling'er knew that Nightmare Shura had been defeated. After all, his strength was only at the level of a foot. He was forced to the dead center and serious injuries were inevitable, and Xue Jingyan's method

, and it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

In particular, the control of the flame pattern in that hand is even more superb.

"The escape route? It's sealed. I used the fourth-grade flame pattern formation. Didn't you ask me to capture him?"

Xue Jingyan looked at Yan Ling'er, her fox paws shook, she flicked the little monster in her hand, and said with a smile, but her voice was lower in her laughter.

Seeing Xue Jingyan like this, Yan Ling'er shook his head helplessly, but he didn't hear it clearly. However, when his eyes looked at the transparent light group in the void, he smiled in relief and said to Xue Jingyan

: "Let's go!"

"Walk?"

"Aren't you going to catch this little monster?"

Xue Jingyan looked at Yan Ling'er with confusion. However, when she looked at the strange little monster in her hand again, she instantly understood what Yan Ling'er meant.

The Nightmare Shura clan often grows up in dark and dark ancient abyss, deep mountains, or places where injustices are grave. Very few of them can encounter one in their lives, but Yan Ling'er was lucky enough to meet one in the Yanling Capital.

However, they only retreated the moment they fought with him. The means are still unknown, and as for their true nature, there is no way of knowing.

And the monster in his hand is so cute and exquisite, how could Yan Ling'er recognize it.

"Catch him?"

Looking at Xue Jingyan, Yan Ling'er asked in confusion. However, when he looked at Xue Jingyan's weird smile, he immediately understood. His eyes widened to the extreme and he touched Xue Jingyan in disbelief.

The little monster in his hand, the latter laughed like a silver bell.

"Giggle..."

"He is from the Nightmare Shura clan? Isn't he an adult? Why is he still a cub?"

Looking at the extraordinarily strange little guy in front of him, Yan Ling'er asked, he really knew very little about the Nightmare Shura clan. In his opinion, the Nightmare Shura must have a demonic appearance, a ghost-like existence that makes people do evil. Why is it like this now?

The cute little guy doesn't look like an adult creature in any way to him.

"Nightmare Shura? Hey, you are really ignorant!"

Looking at the little guy in her hand, Xue Jingyan rubbed her head with a headache.

"Huh? He's not Nightmare Shura? What happened to the dream hunt just now?" Looking at Xue Jingyan's appearance, Yan Ling'er frowned in confusion, but when he looked at the little guy again, he also felt that the latter

It couldn't be the Nightmare Shura clan. After all, the gap between it and my imagination was too big.

The fox claws trembled, and under the control of Xue Jingyan, the little monster reached the fox claws.

"He is not from the Nightmare Shura clan. To be precise, he is the father of Nightmare Shura."

"father?"

"Although the Nightmare Shura Clan has a good status in the Monster Clan, compared with the Qinglong Celestial Demon Clan, the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Clan and other peak monster clans, it is inferior. However, this little guy is no worse than them.

"

Hearing this, Yan Ling'er's eyes were full of disbelief. He has the memory of the Yanling Yudu. He is very clear about the status of the Qinglong Sky Demon Clan and the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Clan, and both of them belong to the top source clan among the demon clan.

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The only ones that can compare with them are the other two peak source clans, the White Tiger Golden Demon Clan and the Xuanwu Ice Demon Clan.

But now this little guy doesn't have the bravery of the White Tiger Golden Demon Clan, nor the coldness of the Black Tortoise Ice Demon Clan. In this regard, Yan Ling'er really can't think of a third person. After thinking about it carefully, there is only one possibility.

"Jingyan, are you going to pick on me again? How can there be so many big shots in a small place like Lingqu Continent?"

Yan Ling'er really couldn't think of anything else besides starting the fight.

Hearing this, Xue Jingyan could only roll her eyes, and then said as if looking at a country bumpkin: "He is from the Qianxiu clan."

"The Qianxiu Clan? The third-largest existence in the Ten Thousand Demons Record and the first existing existence? Isn't that a legendary creature? How come it really exists?"

Yan Ling'er looked at the little guy in front of him. He had also heard about the Qianxiu clan. The Qianxiu clan ranked third in the Ten Thousand Demons Record circulated in the mainland. However, the two races above him were empty.

In this way, the Qianxiu clan is the first to truly record.

However, according to ancient records, they are all legends.

After all, in the Ten Thousand Demons Record, the first two are empty. As for the third, for the Qianxiu clan, not to mention the Lingqu Continent, even the Yanling Yu has no record of the existence that surpasses the four peak source clans.

For a long time, everyone has determined it to be a legend.

"Stupid, how can the record of Ten Thousand Demons be just a legend? It was the result of countless efforts of the demon clan."

"But that's right. The Record of Ten Thousand Demons comes from the demon clan. You have never even heard of so many demon clans. How could you believe it?" After insisting, Xue Jingyan immediately justified herself with a smile.

This made Yan Linger full of curiosity.

"Oh? Why wasn't the demon fox recorded in the record that day? Don't tell me that the demon fox can't be included in the Ten Thousand Demons Record, haha... Ouch... Jingyan, you..." After laughing, suddenly

After a resounding sound of a brain-shattering sound rang in his head, it stopped abruptly. Looking at Xue Jingyan, he calmed down his jokes.

"The Record of Ten Thousand Demons records all the demon clans, but there are still some omissions, you kid..." After saying that, he raised the fox claw in his hand. Upon seeing this, Yan Ling'er also restrained his smile obediently.

"You have worked hard for so long, let's accept him!"

All joking aside, after Xue Jingyan finished speaking, she looked at the little Qianxiu in her hand again. There was also a hint of solemnity in her eyes. Although the latter was still young, her strength had already reached the level of a ruler. With such an assistant, Yan Ling'er

If it can be obtained, it will be of great help to him when he returns to the Yanling Imperial Capital one day.

Hearing this, Yan Linger's heart sank slightly.

Before that, when he asked Xue Jingyan to seal Nightmare Shura's retreat, he had the idea of ​​using it for his own use. Now, the harvest is far beyond imagination. At this point, taking a deep breath, Yan Ling'er also looked at Xiao Qian

Xiu.

Just when he was about to sacrifice the ninth-level pagoda to release spirits, he suddenly thought of something, then stopped and looked at the two demon spirits not far behind him.

"The door is open, why don't you leave?"

Yan Ling'er's voice was silent, but it also sounded like a guest. After hearing this, one of them, the transparent demon spirit, was about to take a step forward and wanted to say something, but was pulled back by the demon spirit behind, dark black.

In the mist, came: "Let's go, let's go..."

After saying that, he rolled up another demon spirit and walked towards the sixth level, the upper heaven level. When he left, there were still muttering sounds in the light group.

"Palace Master, didn't you say you wanted to arrest Yan Ling'er and seize the Spirit of Chaos?"

"Why are we leaving like this?"

"You idiot."

"Have you and I ever been able to defeat Yan Ling'er's methods? You're looking for death if you stay here."

"That's right, that's right..."

"But, that little guy..."

"Ah, it hurts...it hurts..."

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Watching the two demon spirits leave, Xue Jingyan smiled slightly and asked: "Why don't you kill them? Although they don't know the Qianxiu clan, with the methods of the saint clan, they will definitely not let this little Qianxiu go."

, after all, if you can transform into a demon slave, the improvement in your strength cannot be underestimated."

"Why..."

Yan Ling'er looked at the two demon spirits leaving, sighed softly, and then said with a smile: "They must have come here for the spirits of chaos. With their style, they are not very popular among the saints."

"Oh? Could it be that you still want to cultivate them into second and third hemlocks?"

"The Four Forbidden Lands need them like this."

"Why..."

Sighing again, Yan Linger stopped looking at them.

Looking back at Qian Xiu on Xue Jingyan's hand, her eyes were full of greed, and the ninth-level pagoda of Release Spirit in her hand was slowly released...