Yan Ling fantasy world

The two battlefields gradually became calm, and the burning flames gradually extinguished under the dry breeze.

"roar..."

The giant gluttonous beast looked up to the sky and roared. When it swallowed the last holy pattern master in one bite, the fourth-grade holy pattern array and the gluttonous roulette wheel gradually began to dissipate. On the wheel, the gluttonous giant beast's eyes were filled with dismay

untie.

"roar..."

The giant gluttonous beast looked up to the sky and roared again. This roar was like piercing through the last layer of window paper. The giant gluttonous beast instantly shattered and turned into black spots all over the sky, like haze. The terrifying power gradually dissipated between the sky and the earth.

The common people looked up into the void, watching the heaven and earth carousel gradually recover. Their eyes were full of reluctance, but they were helpless.

He devoted all his efforts to gather countless holy pattern masters from the saint clan to form a fourth-grade holy pattern formation. Unexpectedly, he ended up destroying himself through self-mutilation.

"Hemlock..."

Cang Sheng looked at the hemlock beneath Xue Jingyan in the distance, gritting his silver teeth.

From the beginning, he should stick to his own thoughts. There must be something fishy about Hemlock's silver plate being gone and recovered. However, she never thought that Hemlock would obtain the silver plate protected by the ancient ape. Looking back now, she was too greedy to swallow the elephant.

"It's worth blaming yourself. If it weren't for the shortcomings of your silver plate, I would never betray the Holy Clan."

Hemlock looked at Cang Sheng, who was now alone. The fierceness in his eyes gradually faded away, and was replaced by a touch of indifference.

The design of the silver plate should not have absolute avoidance ability from the beginning. It is constructed in this way so that the sacred pattern master has to fulfill the principle that if the silver plate is there, it will live, and if the silver plate is lost, it will die.

Looking at Hemlock, Cang Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

His eyes looked at the sky-covering ferocious beast transformed into the demon soul in the void. The latter's aura was extremely fragile, and the source vein in Yan Ling'er's hand had completely disappeared under his devouring. Such a state could only mean that Yan Ling'er

It has successfully swallowed the source vein, but the latter has not yet awakened, and it is not enough to change the situation of the battle.

The clenched hands gradually loosened, and the eyes slowly closed.

"Hey...Holy Master, I have betrayed your trust. If Yan Linger is as you said, please be careful."

Cang Sheng looked into the void and whispered to himself. The next moment, his eyes opened and his fingers drew mysterious lines. The sacred lines condensed in this space at an extremely fast speed and then connected with each other.

Cangsheng's actions immediately aroused the concern of Shui Bingyue and others, especially Huo Wu and Ling Jiuer. The fire power in their hands condensed instantly. When Cangsheng was about to take action, Heshan whispered at the side: "Meteor Spirit"

Array, this is the first-grade holy pattern array, it is the holy pattern array used by the holy pattern master since his death, you don’t need to panic."

There was a hint of decay in Hemlock's voice.

Everyone looked at the people in front of them, and the flame power in their hands slowly disappeared. The actions of the people were the last dignity of a holy pattern master. On this Lingqu Continent, everyone would still give the dignity of the holy pattern master to the end.

The holy pattern was completed in the hands of the common people, and in the next breath, the holy pattern array was successfully constructed. From a distance, it looked like a giant bell.

Cang Sheng sat in it and slowly closed his eyes. The flame array gradually shrank at an extremely fast speed. The moment it touched Cang Sheng's body, Cang Sheng's body mysteriously began to melt. Cang Sheng, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to be unable to feel anything.

Sitting there in pain.

If this state is touched for a moment, the body of the people will completely disappear and everything will return to dust.

At this moment, Yan Ling'er's eyes suddenly opened, and the speed of Yan Ling's absorption also began to increase.

"This... Yan Ling'er has made a breakthrough!"

Zhou Xiaoli and others who were closest to Yan Ling'er immediately sensed Yan Ling'er's change. The scattered flame spirits around him fluctuated like a surging river submerging into the deep sea. After sinking into Yan Ling'er's body, they completely disappeared.

Behind them, Shui Bingyue and others reacted immediately when subtle changes occurred around Yan Ling'er. They looked at Yan Ling'er in front of them, with a lot of incredulity in their eyes.

Perhaps it had been too long since they entered the secret realm, so they had forgotten the realm of absorbing flame spirits.

"Senior Brother Huosheng, what is your level of absorbing flame spirits?"

When Nie Fenglin watched Yan Ling'er frantically absorbing the scattered flame spirits like an abyss, there was obvious envy in his eyes, and he asked softly to Shui Huosheng beside him.

The speed of absorbing the flame spirit will definitely determine the future height of a flamer.

"Before entering the secret realm, I was in the late stage of Nayuan Realm. If I leave now, I would probably reach the early stage of Luoqu Realm."

"Yes, senior brother, you are only in the early stage of Luoqu Realm. Do you think Yan Linger's posture looks like Luoqu Realm?" Nie Fenglin looked at Yan Ling'er's actions in front of him and kept asking himself in his heart.

Shui Huosheng didn't know what to say to Nie Fenglin's question.

Once upon a time, the best realm he had seen was only the middle stage of Luoqu Realm, but his speed was still far behind Yan Ling'er's.

And that strong man in the middle stage of Luoqu Realm is a senior elder of Bingxuan Sect, and his strength has been in the Realm of Chishi for many years. Although Shui Huosheng has confidence, after leaving the secret realm, after polishing it by himself, he can be no more than five years old.

Years later, he would definitely surpass him, but when faced with Yan Ling'er's level, he couldn't muster the courage to compare with her.

"have no idea."

Shui Huosheng shook his head, not knowing how to answer the question.

At this moment, Shui Bingyue, Lin Lei, Gui Shura and others were also staring at Yan Ling'er. Only at this moment did they know how big the gap was between them and Yan Ling'er, even if they were both in the same realm.

Shui Bingyue also smiled bitterly.

Everyone was speechless, and their eyes gradually focused on Zhou Xiaoli.

She is the daughter of Zhou Wangchen, the strongest person in the mainland. On the mainland, it is said that he is the one who is truly qualified to enter the Lingxi realm, and his affinity with the flame spirit is also the one closest to the Lingxi realm.

Feeling the attention of everyone, Zhou Xiaoli also understood their expectations.

"There is still a certain gap between me and my father."

After receiving Zhou Xiaoli's confirmation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a gap, they would not have reached the Lingxi realm, or even touched the threshold of the Lingxi realm.

Such a result did give them some direction to strive for.

However, before everyone could swallow the breath, Zhou Xiaoli continued: "However, Yan Ling'er's realm has not stopped yet, and the speed of absorption is still improving."

At this moment, the world was quiet.

His eyes were fixed on Yan Ling'er, who was no different from him in age, and even a lot younger. At this moment, the affinity of Yan Ling had reached such a terrifying level that he could even compete with the strongest in the mainland.

The one is close.

"call..."

The sound of breathing was particularly clear in this quiet space, and everyone was quietly waiting for Yan Linger's change.

At this moment, they also want to try to absorb the scattered flame spirits between heaven and earth, but no matter how hard they try, the absorption speed of the flame spirits is still suppressed to the extreme, and they move forward at a turtle's speed. Unless they are supplemented by spiritual objects, otherwise

They still can't break through the boundaries.

Although they never knew how Yan Ling'er did it, is it possible that only the fire spirit perception of Luoqu Realm can break through the shackles of fire spirits in the secret realm of Pagoda?

Everything is unknown.

Yan Ling'er, who closed her eyes tightly, was undergoing earth-shaking changes in her body at this moment.

In the Yan Mansion, the faint light emitted from the tombstone flickered on and off, until it slowly disappeared. Vaguely, it could be seen that the creatures among them looked a little tired, and in the Land of Chaos, the aura there was also weak and fierce.

, struggling to breathe in the energy of survival, as if he had gone through a big battle, but in the end, it seemed to have ended in a disastrous defeat.

"Taotie Source Vein, Taotie Source Vein..."

A series of soft calls floated slowly from the land of chaos. The sounds were full of unwillingness, but they were helpless, until finally, the sounds gradually disappeared.

Compared with the chaos and sluggishness in Yan Mansion, there are completely different signs in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Vigorous vitality envelopes the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Yan Ling'er's eyes are closed, and the number of star nodes in his body has reached several.

It is so huge that it emits light from hundreds of kilograms and ten meridians, covering the whole body.

And that mental power has reached a terrifying level, and the lines constructed by the soul are like substance.

The strength and toughness of the hundreds of meridians that penetrate from the side of the sea of ​​consciousness have reached unprecedented heights. Especially above the meridians, a special layer of wrapping is formed, which is like attaching a layer of armor to the meridians.

It exudes a faint light and looks particularly mysterious.

However, compared to the vigorous vitality of Yan Ling'er's soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, not far from his soul, there is a blood-red demon spirit, prostrate on the ground, seemingly asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but Yan Ling'er's soul slowly opened her eyes.

The pupils flashed, and the bright eyes seemed to be real.

"Jingyan..."

The Yuanshen who opened his eyes saw Xue Jingyan lying on the ground in front of him with a weak breath, and immediately exclaimed.

However, in his desperation, Yan Ling'er's soul actually quickly moved out and walked to Xue Jingyan's side, holding Xue Jingyan in his arms, his eyes full of worry.

"Jingyan...Jingyan..."

"You're awake."

Xue Jingyan, who was in her arms, opened her eyes slightly, looked at Yan Ling'er who was like a real person in front of her, and smiled slightly.

However, her tired and weak smile seemed particularly distressing to Yan Linger.

"Jingyan, are you okay?"

Looking at Xue Jingyan, whose breath was extremely weak, Yan Ling'er was particularly worried. In his consciousness, he only heard Xue Jingyan telling him to calm down and absorb the power of the source vein. It is unknown what happened next. When he woke up again, his mental power

The strengthening of the meridians and the ten meridians was certainly gratifying, but before he could sense it, the scene in front of him made his heart break.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"But...but you..."

"Haha, it's just that the mental energy consumption was too serious, which caused the sequelae. Next, I may not be able to accompany you on this journey."

"Oh, by the way, you have to protect me later."

Xue Jingyan looked at Yan Linger and smiled slightly, as if she was teasing.

However, after hearing this, Yan Ling'er realized how much mental damage Xue Jingyan had suffered at this time.

"Jingyan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I..."

"Yan Ling'er, Yan Ling'er...cough cough..." Looking at the grief-stricken Yan Ling'er, Xue Jingyan shouted softly. Just shouting like this made her choke and cough.

"Yan Ling'er, you have also remembered some of the memories from ten thousand years ago. We have a destiny after being reborn ten thousand years ago. If you don't want to regret it in this life, please don't sink..."

Xue Jingyan looked at Yan Linger, her eyes full of truth.

In this way, Yan Ling'er quickly said: "Jingyan, don't worry, I will definitely not sink. I will continue to work hard for you, me, and our friends..."

Hearing this, Xue Jingyan smiled slightly, closed her eyes slowly, and fell asleep.

At this time, on Heshan's shoulder, Xue Jingyan's voice suddenly dropped, and his eyes were closed tightly. Heshan immediately picked up Xue Jingyan, looking at Xue Jingyan, and was helpless for a moment. This master is not an easy person.

Yan Ling'er looked at Xue Jingyan, sat down slowly, and gently touched her body with her palms, feeling the faint breath, like the starlight of tears gradually converging.

"Jingyan, don't worry. For you and me, and for our friends, I will not sink. I will make you recover as soon as possible..."