Yan Ling fantasy world

Pagoda, Earthly Saint Layer!

In the majestic tower, dark red red flame bricks are intricately arranged. On the surrounding niches, there are carvings of many flame beasts from ancient times. Looking at them all, it is awe-inspiring. The red flame bricks are scattered with flames.

Coming out, the ancient flame beast above the niche swam slowly.

In the center of the tower, a few people stood facing each other, looking at each other, their cheeks indifferent, while on the side of the niche, a golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared.

"roar..."

"Holy Dragon Alcove, tsk tsk, the technique is really mysterious."

The golden dragon lightly touched its claws to the carvings on the niche. A dark black mist immediately emitted from it, gradually covering the dragon's claws. At this time, an extremely comfortable feeling appeared on the golden dragon's cheeks, as if

It's like absorbing some kind of power from this niche.

...

"Yan Yue'er, when you leave the Earthly Saint Level, we can pretend that you have never been here!" In the center of the tower, a heroic man with dragon-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes said with great warmth.

The man of words, the head of the three supreme heroes of the Four Holy Palaces, the Son of the Holy Spirit.

Regarding his words, the girl in front of her, Yan Yue'er, acted as if she hadn't heard anything. She looked at the golden dragon on the side of the niche with her willow eyebrows, as if she was looking at him curiously, but in a blink of an eye, her eyes looked towards the top of her head, where two giant light groups shrouded her.

This tower level.

One is the source, the human saint level, and the other is the destination, the heavenly saint level.

"Not here yet?"

The girl pinched it lightly with her fingertips, looked at the human-holy layer of light, and whispered softly to herself, her voice was too small to be heard.

The Son of Holy Spirit looked at Yan Yue'er who ignored him, shook his head helplessly and smiled slightly.

The next moment, the majesty and domineering power that a king should possess were fully displayed, and the rich pressure of the flame spirit was released instantly. In one breath, the pressure invaded like a storm, sweeping the world and immediately filling the entire tower.

At the same time, the pressure of two flame spirits that were no weaker than the Son of the Holy Spirit rose up to the sky.

One exudes endless feminine beauty, and the other exudes endless violence and ferocity, and they move towards Yan Yue'er without any concealment.

"Sheng Xuanzi and Sheng Yue'er were torn to pieces by her."

Looking at Yan Yue'er in front, the Holy Spirit's smile instantly faded, and in the depths of his pupils, a cold murderous intention slowly emerged. The next moment, in the palm of his hand, the sickle of death appeared out of thin air, and above the sickle, the power and aura emanated.

, which is enough to show that its grade is never lower than the sixth grade.

"good."

Sheng Xuanzi raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him. The Death Scythe appeared in his hand, and the rich flame power instantly enveloped it. The peak flame power of the Chishi Realm spread across the battlefield.

The figure squirmed, the void trembled, and out of thin air, the figure of Sheng Xuanzi was already above Yan Yue'er's head.

Scarlet eyes looked down at the petite body, and the Death Scythe in his hand was cut down suddenly without any mercy. Endless firepower poured out of the Death Scythe instantly, causing a storm in the void.

"Brother, you haven't come yet, so let me pave the way for you." Yan Yue'er stood where she was, feeling the violent flames above her head, smiled slightly, and with the next breath, the pressure of the flame spirit appeared on her side.

Soaring into the sky, the place is shrouded in pressure, and dark black lines flow quickly.

In the void, the collision of flames can be vaguely heard.

"Tsk tsk...The first person is indeed outstanding in strength."

"However, this kind of fluctuation in flame power is not like the legendary flamer that breaks through the reality."

Sheng Yue'er looked at Yan Yue'er's pressure from the flame spirit and immediately recognized Yan Yue'er's strength. Although her pressure was strong and obviously stronger than the three of them, it could never be possessed by a real strong person.

The figure squirmed, and the next time it appeared, it was also beside Yan Yue'er, and then it was like a poisonous snake, entwining in the void. The fire power around her fluctuated, not as violent as Sheng Xuanzi, but more feminine, but like a falcon.

, so that people who are being hunted will definitely not dare to take it lightly.

"It's not the real situation, but it's almost the same. The first person is also her."

The Son of the Holy Spirit stood there, looking at Yan Yue'er in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly and saying, the next moment, his eyes were dark.

"kill!"

Three figures emerged instantly, pierced through the void, carrying the strong pressure of the flame spirit, and attacked Yan Yuer directly.

Bah...

When they entered the boundary of Yan Yue'er's pressure, the pressure around the three people immediately made a sizzling sound, like the burning power of fire.

"The number one person in Lingqu Continent, haha..."

Yan Yue'er looked forward, a smile leaking out of her bright eyes. The next moment, the dark pressure around her suddenly tightened, and on her palms, countless dark lines of pressure trembled in the void.

The figure disappeared, and the attacks of the three Holy Spirit Sons penetrated Yan Yue'er's body.

"Sheng Xuanzi, be careful!"

In an instant, Shengxuanzi's face changed slightly, and a wave of fire power passed by him. Its speed was dozens of times faster than his own, and that direction was clearly the location of Shengxuanzi.

Sheng Xuanzi's strength is also outstanding, and he can sense clearly where the flame spirit's pressure covers.

Sensing the changes in his surroundings, he quickly retracted the Death Scythe in his hand, and the rich flames enveloped everything around him. However, even if he reacted in time, at the moment when the flames gathered, dark black lines had already appeared above his head.

boom...

After the dark black lines, a slender fist appeared in Sheng Xuanzi's sight, pouring out like a torrent of firepower.

His throat was slightly sweet. In just one breath, Sheng Xuanzi's body was attacked by a slender fist and flew hundreds of feet away. After rolling on the ground countless times, he hit the niche hard.

Bang...

puff...

After the dull impact, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Sheng Xuanzi's mouth.

The Son of the Holy Spirit, Sheng Yue'er, who was standing there, looked at the figure of the girl slowly emerging from the dark black lines in the void. At this moment, his eyes were filled with solemnity.

Sheng Xuanzi was defeated in a single blow. Although he was not seriously injured, the gap between them was extremely obvious.

"You are not from Lingqu Continent!"

The golden dragon hovered in the void, looking down at Yan Yue'er, and its deep voice echoed within the tower.

In the distance, Shengxuanzi stood up slowly while holding on to the niche, covering his chest with his palms, and his voice was squirming. The next time he appeared, he was at the side of Shengxuanzi. Looking at the person beside him, Shengxuanzi's pupils suddenly shrank, and on the side of Shengxuanzi's head,

The traces of the five fingers are clearly visible, as if they were collapsed.

"Are you okay?"

Sheng Xuanzi shook his head slightly, and an invisible force of fire came out of the Yan Mansion, moving along the ten meridians towards the sunken place on his head. Immediately, the five finger marks on his sunken head recovered at an extremely fast speed.

"call..."

He took a deep breath and shook his head.

"fine."

"The pressure of her flame spirit seems to be different. It can not only break through our pressure defense, but also cut through the fire defense." Sheng Xuanzi looked at Yan Yue'er, the color in his eyes was very different from before, even

, with a hint of fear.

Hearing this, the Son of Holy Spirit narrowed his eyes slightly.

With the strength of Sheng Xuanzi, it is impossible to defeat him in one blow, so miserable.

Moreover, he is mainly in physical training, and the strength and defense of his body have reached a terrifying stage. Right now, in front of Yan Yue'er, it seems like it is pinched in mud, and it was dented directly by one blow.

Recalling Yan Yue'er's attack methods, the Holy Spirit remained silent.

"Who said that Lingqu Continent can only survive locally."

"Are you really not from Lingqu Continent?" Sheng Xuanzi looked at Yan Yue'er, his heart sinking slightly.

He had only heard of beings outside the Lingqu Continent in ancient books. However, those worlds only existed after the Supreme Realm. At present, Lingqu Continent has not been set foot in for ten thousand years. Are the records in the ancient books true? Are they legends that encourage Yan?

No one knows about the journey of cultivation.

At the moment, Yan Yue'er didn't answer, which seemed to prove this reality.

"How does Long Qi recognize people from the stars outside the world?"

Sheng Yue'er looked at the golden dragon in the void, her eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of grudge.

"The Holy Master behind Long Qi, I heard the sect leader said before, is not from Lingqu Continent."

"The Holy Lord behind Long Qi?"

Sheng Yue'er looked at the Son of the Holy Spirit. She had never heard of his remarks from the sect leader. However, even though they were both the geniuses of the Tiansheng Palace, considering the Son of the Holy Spirit's status with the sect leader, she was far from her.

You can compare it yourself, so it is natural to believe it to be true.

What kind of existence is the Holy Lord, this powerful man with monstrous means who can control the battle of the Nine Continents? People who go around Sheng Yue'er are also curious.

"Roar...Jie Jie...Such words are not wrong, but with Lingqu Continent in such a decline, I'm afraid only those who are surviving will come, right?" Long Qi looked down at Yan Ling'er, and Jie Jie laughed at it.

The sound echoed on this tower level.

"Then your Holy Master is also a dying man?"

"presumptuous!"

Yan Yue'er's sudden words caused Long Qi's complexion to change drastically, and he became furious. A touch of golden devilish aura instantly enveloped the dragon's claws. The next moment, the golden devilish aura instantly transformed into a golden young dragon, with flickering light and domineering power.

Extreme.

"This is Long Qi's holy skill!"

"The holy skills are not similar, but our fire skills are somewhat similar to them."

"It's not a holy skill, it's a fire skill?"

Sheng Yue'er and others looked at the golden dragon transformed into golden demonic energy, which exuded thick and domineering power, making the surrounding void tremble.

"Haha...Is this urgent?"

Yan Yue'er raised her head slightly and looked at Long Qi entrenched in the void, with a slight smile on her lips.

The pressure of the flame spirit slowly emerged. Within the pressure, countless dark black lines were intricately intertwined. When the golden young dragon merged into it, the dark black lines immediately penetrated the golden young dragon's body.

In one breath, the speed of the golden young dragon dropped sharply, as if it was being dismantled.

When he was still a few feet away from Yan Yue'er, the golden baby dragon disappeared with a puff, scattered among the dark black lines.

"What a domineering pressure attack. As the master of the Holy Dragon Palace, the leader of the Ten Demon Palaces, Long Qi's strength has already reached the level of reality. With his pressure, he has even reached the level of reality. But this is the existence.

, Yan Yue'er's expression is not threatening at all."

"And all of this comes from those dark black lines."

In the distance, Sheng Xuanzi watched Long Qi entrench himself and the initial confrontation between the two. Although Long Qi had never fought directly, from the current state, he knew that Long Qi would be no different from him in a head-on confrontation.

After two trials, Yan Yue'er's unique strength was undoubtedly revealed. The source of everything came from the mysterious dark black line attack accompanied by the pressure of the Yanling.