Yan Ling fantasy world

In the middle of the deserted sea, Yan Ling'er raised his hands lightly, and the outside world was noisy.

"No...this is impossible. The soul of the Demon Lord has the strength to reach the real state. How can it be defeated?"

Cang Sheng stared at Yan Ling'er, looking at Yan Ling'er's actions, and felt something bad in his heart. The source of his pulse remained motionless, but Yan Ling'er was able to do something. He never believed it, and began to doubt himself deeply.

"call..."

Zhou Xiaoli and others took a breath of the aroma, stared at the desolate sea, and finally relaxed slightly. Yan Ling'er was weak, and they were afraid that it would be extremely difficult for them to survive.

"Yuanmai, five years, if it doesn't work, you might as well die."

Yan Ling'er stared at the source vein in front of her. On the other side of the source vein, in the center of her palm, the Shiling Nine-Story Pagoda was glowing slightly.

"Buddha Spirit Art, first level, swallow!"

From the palm that was holding the source pulse firmly, a powerful force of absorption suddenly emitted. As soon as the source pulse in the hand took a breath, it immediately trembled violently, as if it was making a final struggle.

"Ah...ah...no, Yan Linger, hurry up, let me go, I can follow you..."

"Ah...no..."

Feeling the terrifying absorption power in Yan Ling'er's palm and the source vein gradually fading at an alarming speed, the demon-soaked beast that transformed from the soul of the demon suddenly let out a pitiful roar and begged for mercy.

As if Yan Ling'er hadn't heard of the demon soul's move, the devouring power in his hand increased instead of decreasing.

In the source veins, the pure power of the blood merges from the meridians in Yan Ling'er's hand into the ten meridians at an astonishing speed.

"Jie Jie..."

"Giggle..."

The power of the source veins was integrated into the hundreds of meridians. The Yan Mansion, the Land of Chaos, and the tombstones immediately glowed with joy. It was obvious that they were particularly happy that this external power had entered the body.

Looking down at the Yan Mansion and Baijin Ten Meridians with his spiritual sense, Yan Ling'er frowned slightly. The expected fight between the tombstone and the Chaos Land did not happen.

"What's going on?"

The power of the source veins entered the Baijin Ten Veins. In an instant, Yan Ling'er felt the power in his body and the toughness of his skin was increasing rapidly. This feeling was somewhat similar to Nirvana and rebirth. It was also the same, which was enough to prove the source.

The benefits of pulse.

However, the more this happened, the more Yan Linger felt that something was wrong.

The source pulse is true, and the current tranquility is the result of the two old guys in the body. Why is this?

"I don't know either, but it's really strange."

Xue Jingyan frowned in confusion. She couldn't explain why Yan Mansion was so quiet.

"No matter, let's absorb it first and then talk."

After thinking to no avail, Yan Ling'er shook his head heavily. The power of devouring further strengthened in his hand, and the source veins immediately gradually decreased at an alarming speed.

Nine feet!

...

Six feet!

...

Three feet!

...

Nine inches!

Eight inches!

...

Five inches!

Four inches!

...

As the source veins in his hands gradually decreased, Yan Ling'er's ten meridians became more and more swollen.

At the same time as it expanded, the body's toughness and strength also increased to a terrifying state. When the source vein gradually absorbed from the nine-foot realm to the three-inch realm, the tranquility in the Yan Mansion was finally broken.

"Zhaimaoniao, aren't you moved?"

In the land of chaos, a hoarse voice sounded, and the words were full of elusive flavor.

"Giggle...heartbeat? Of course I'm heartbroken, but I won't reach out for something that's not mine." Above the tombstone, a faint light flickered, and the outline of the flying Salamander became clearer. From inside, a clear chuckle came from inside,

It seems extremely relaxed.

His words immediately aroused the laughter of Jie Jie from the Land of Chaos, but there was a hint of reproach in his words for hypocrisy.

"My own things? Tsk tsk... That's really good to say."

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite."

In the land of chaos, a feeling of awe instantly emitted, and at the same time, the two spiritual consciousnesses overlooking the Yan Mansion immediately became solemn.

"Can't you still bear it?"

Yan Ling'er senses the continuous strengthening of the hundreds of meridians, and the saturation of them is also constantly increasing. In this state, it is extremely difficult to absorb the remaining three inches of source meridians. Even if Yan Ling'er's physique is extremely strong, he still needs Jie Chen

.

At this time, the Holy Demon from the Land of Chaos chose to take action, letting Yan Ling'er know his true intention.

It is meaningless to him to enter the body without source veins, and he is also well aware of Yan Ling'er's absorptive ability, so when Yan Ling'er's meridians gradually become saturated, the time for him to take action has arrived.

"You can devour the source veins with peace of mind, and leave them both to me."

Xue Jingyan could obviously see Yan Ling'er's worry and smiled slightly. She looked down at Yan Mansion with her spiritual consciousness. Two strange powers gradually spread in Yan Mansion. In this situation, a war was about to break out.

"good."

Yan Linger glanced at Xue Jingyan, and he trusted the latter unconditionally.

In the deserted sea, Yan Ling'er, holding three inches of source veins in his hand, slowly sat down and looked at the ferocious beast covering the sky in the void. At this moment, the soul of the demon was quiet, roaring, shouting, and cursing. It had already been

He disappeared, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Ling'er, and his aura of survival could still be seen in the movement of his pupils.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and a smile appeared: "Soul of the Demon, have you accepted your fate?"

The demon soul in the void looked at Yan Ling'er's actions, revealing a hint of helplessness.

"What else can we do besides accepting our fate?"

"What should I do? Haven't you already implemented the method?"

"Implementation? Jiejie...what implementation? Allowing you to absorb the power of my source veins in this way is implementation? Are you afraid that you are going crazy?"

The Soul of the Demon Lord looked down at Yan Ling'er, with disdain in his eyes. After saying that, the head of the beast that covered the sky was raised, looking up to the sky, as if it was the last stubborn moment before death.

"Haha... The majestic Supreme Demon, at this very moment, is still here deceiving a boy like me."

Yan Ling'er looked at the Demon Soul's appearance and smiled, but the Demon Soul did not reply to his words again.

"Are you still pretending?"

"In that case, I might as well let you give up completely."

"Seven Colorful True Palace, Four Palace Town!"

In an instant, the red light of the Zhencai armor on his body flashed, and invisible pressure instantly emanated from the armor, and then enveloped the entire body.

The flow of blood also weakened by a few points, and the power of the flow of the source meridians among the ten meridians immediately slowed down.

"Seven Colorful Palace, Red Palace, your boy's blessings are really not shallow, but those who get him will not end well."

The stubborn beast that covered the sky just now suddenly looked at Yan Ling'er as if it was self-inflicted, and suppressed itself. A flash of surprise flashed through it, but it returned to calm in the blink of an eye. It looked at the red armor on Yan Ling'er's body and said contemptuously.

Hearing this, Yan Linger grinned.

"I don't know what will happen to me yet, but I'm afraid your fate will not be very good."

"Qianxiu golden hoop, break the barrier!"

The Qianxiu golden hoop in his hand bloomed with light. The next moment, a deep black pupil slowly rose from the Qianxiu golden hoop, staring into Yan Ling'er's eyes, as if it could penetrate all hypocrisy.

"The secret...the heart of the secret."

"Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda, fifth floor, you...you actually took the secret heart of the desolate secret realm!"

The soul of the demon turned into a ferocious beast that covered the sky. Looking at the huge pupils emerging from Yan Ling'er's slowly rising Qianxiu golden hoop, his expression finally changed drastically, and even seemed to be a little trembling.

"Do you know me? Haha...don't be nervous, I won't kill you, but it's a good choice for feeding."

Yan Ling'er looked at the demon soul whose expression changed greatly, and said with a smile. The next moment, he no longer waited for a reply. The pupil flashed in the sky, and Yan Ling'er's hundred meridians and ten meridians instantly appeared in his pupils, and with it

Compared with the intricate meridians, the layer of white light spots surrounding it looks much more mysterious.

"Yan... Yan Ling'er, let me go, I can be your spy."

"I can ask Cang Sheng to let you go, no, I can ask Cang Sheng and others to leave..."

"Have you woken up? But it's too late."

Yan Ling'er looked up into the void, feeling a touch of coldness, and with the next breath, a touch of mysterious power filled the air in the palm of her hand holding three inches of source veins.

"Buddha Spirit Art, second level, pure release."

The mysterious power, in an invisible manner, instantly enveloped all the three-inch source veins in the hand. At the same time, it flowed into the body along the direction of the meridians, and shuttled between the ten meridians. In one breath, the above

The white light spots are in the pupils, one after another

The steps are clear.

"Asshole, bastard..."

"People, kill them for me, kill them...kill Yan Ling'er, this son...this son cannot be kept!"

Outside the desolate sea, I suddenly heard the cry coming from the desolate sea, and the hearts of all living beings suddenly tightened. Those words were like the last swan song of the soul of the demon.

The people are looking at the sea of ​​desolation. At this moment, the desolation aura is gradually disappearing. In this situation, there are only two possibilities. One is that the soul of the demon respects the aura of desolation. The other is that the power of the soul of the demon respect is not enough to maintain it.

This sea of ​​desolation.

In front of me, the "swan song" of the demon soul seemed to explain everything.

"Yan Linger..."

"What a Yan Ling'er, no wonder even the Holy Lord values ​​him so much. If that's the case, then just die!"

"Fourth level holy pattern formation, Taotie spins the roulette wheel."

On the common man's forehead, veins were exposed, and blood oozed out from his eyes. The next moment, between heaven and earth, the sacred patterns rotated. In the deserted land of Nuo Da, and in the abyss, they were all spread out under the influence of invisible power.

It is surrounded by endless desolation, and at the same time, the force of pulling invisibly turns this world into a mysterious roulette wheel.

On top of the roulette wheel, a fierce beast covering the sky appeared.

roar...

He looked up to the sky and roared, and the world trembled.

In the next breath, the wheel of heaven and earth rotated, and in the center, the rich and mysterious devouring power was gradually released. At this time, all the flamers realized that the power of inflammation in the body was gradually disappearing with mysterious phenomena.

The sudden change shocked everyone.

Xue Jingyan looked up into the void. Between the sky and the earth, the corresponding wheel rotated, as if she controlled the world.

His brows furrowed slightly.

The next moment, the fox claws stretched out, and mysterious flame patterns gradually condensed.

boom...

A moment after the flame pattern was formed, a tyrannical force invaded instantly, cutting through the void and instantly cutting the upper and lower roulette wheels apart.

"The fourth grade flame pattern array can reverse all things."

In the cutting void, the flame patterns go up to the wheel in the sky and down to the abyss, intertwining with each other.

boom...

There was another earth-shattering sound, and the wheel of heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

When the people in the distance saw this, their hearts tightened suddenly. The fourth-grade holy pattern formation was actually able to be broken instantly in the hands of the strange fox in front of him. Although it was not directly destroyed, it made him unable to achieve any results in an instant.

"hateful..."

"Taotie spins the roulette wheel, wake me up..."

Looking at the fruitless people, her enchanting figure seemed a little collapsed at this moment, and the moment the sacred pattern in her hand merged into the formation.

Suddenly, the roulette wheel turned. Seeing this, Cang Sheng was about to laugh, but soon found that after the roulette wheel turned, his demonic power began to weaken instantly.

Looking around, all the demon spirits around him were glowing with pain.

Then he looked at the earthly roulette, and the Taoist Saint Pattern Master appeared in front of him. At a glance, the people immediately saw the problem in the roulette, but his heart collapsed and roared like tearing apart the heaven and the earth.

"Hemlock...you bastard."