Yan Ling fantasy world

"Holy Bones!"

Yan Linger's eyes focused on the top of Shengxuan's head, and the bright golden light was particularly dazzling.

"Hmph... Sure enough, it's not just the soul!"

"Jiejie...have you guessed it?"

"Holy Bones!"

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, in the dim cave, scattered golden chaotic particles flicker, as warm as the fireflies in the summer fields.

The young man raised his eyes slightly, his heart still trembling before coma.

"Ahem..."

Coughs came out of the young man's mouth one after another. There was no sign of blood flowing on his face, as if it was the result of a severe injury.

"You're awake!"

The young man's eyes were blurred, and his heart was still trembling. In the dark cave, a cold and crisp young voice came out, ethereal and haunting.

The pupils suddenly shrank, and the young man, whose face was as pale as snow, jumped up. His whole body was as if he had been injected with chicken blood. However, when he looked at the young man in front of him, his vigilance was suddenly released.

"Shengxuan? You...are you awake?"

The pale-faced boy sat down on the ground and looked at the boy opposite, feeling a sense of relief.

"Giggle...it sounds like you don't want me to wake up?"

"Tch...I don't want you to wake up. I wish you would die soon!"

The young man slowly stood up, walked in front of the young man, stretched out his fist, and lightly hit the young man in front of him on the chest.

As he spoke, the young man seemed to have forgotten his own anxiety as the other person fell in a pool of blood. However, anyone could hear his own joy when the young man woke up.

However, when his fist touched the boy's chest, golden light suddenly bloomed at the place where the fist touched, and a terrifying and abyssal pressure was released instantly.

Not only that, where the young man's chest was lightly hit with his fist, a chaotic force like the ancient times suddenly rushed out.

It's like when an eternal evil beast wakes up, everything will be destroyed.

"You...have you broken through to the Transformation Realm?"

The cave was once again shrouded in countless golden particles of chaos, and the young man's eyes were filled with incredulity.

Although I don't know how long the coma lasted, the Jie Chen was not too long. With such a Jie Chen, a young man whose cultivation level was even weaker than his own could actually break through.

With a distant gaze, everything disappeared, Yan Ling'er looked down at Shengxuan below, a smile on her face, neither salty nor light, but a touch of unspeakable hard work.

"Haha, Holy Bones, you committed so many sins back then. How can you throw away what you have obtained based on your character?"

Yan Ling'er, who was holding the Seven-Colored True Palace, was still calm, but the light above the Seven-Colored True Palace did suddenly disappear. In the next breath, the sky was filled with blazing and high-temperature flames, which formed in an instant.

"Fifth level fire skill, nine layers of overlapping shadows!"

Yan Ling'er, who had reached the late stage of Realm of Reality, once again used the fifth-grade flame skill Nine Waves of Overlapping Shadows. His speed, power, and posture were far beyond what Sensing Realm could match.

Light and shadow flickered, and nine figures of Yan Ling'er directly blocked all roads leading to the outside of the earth's crust.

With a breath, a strong wind blew under the earth's crust, which was rendered into a golden-red light. It was extremely messy under the fluctuation of flames emitted by the nine layers of overlapping shadows.

Chaos is what Yan Ling'er wants to create.

Although Shengxuan's soul is still sharp in perception, it lacks a physical body after all. In such a messy environment, there is no tactile response, and there is a high possibility that there will be mistakes.

And Yan Ling'er just wanted to seize this point so that he could take advantage of it and severely damage Shengxuan.

The strong wind blew, but Shengxuan's figure remained motionless. Under the golden light, Shengxuan's soul was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Don't move?"

"Buddha Spirit Art, third level, cave killing!"

On top of the dark black demonic energy, the golden-red light spots that have not disappeared changed color with each breath, and the dark ink-like attack was formed out of thin air. Although they were scattered, they exploded at the same time, which still had a big impact on the Shengxuan's soul state.

"snort…"

Shengxuan, who was as motionless as a bell, let out a muffled groan, and above his head, golden light suddenly erupted again, countless golden particles of chaos were suddenly released, and there were not many golden-red flames remaining on the shadow.

In one breath, it completely disappeared.

The next moment, the dark black demonic shadow suddenly exerted force, and the nodes below that were trying to escape instantly relaxed, and a feeling of being freed from the restraints emanated from the dark black demonic shadow.

It was also at this moment that the dark black demonic shadow was instantly dispersed, and the golden holy skull appeared in sight. Under the skull, a tiny soul could clearly see the joy.

"Shengxuan!"

Yan Ling'er's eyes suddenly became serious. The numerous previous attacks were all aimed at allowing him to discover the true soul of Shengxuan, because, under the cover of the holy bones, even his spiritual perception at the Xiaozun level could not penetrate the sacred bones.

Bless.

Unable to find the body of Shengxuan's soul, no matter how ferocious the attack, it cannot inflict fatal wounds. In the end, all it consumes is its own fire power.

"Jie Jie... Yan Linger, you didn't expect that, did you?"

"After ten thousand years, you will still lose. The Emperor's Heart Lock has failed. What else can stop me?"

"Jie Jie... When I leave, when my soul merges with my body and absorbs this holy bone, it will be the time when you, the humble human race, will become pigs again."

The node was broken, and Shengxuan finally vented his long-suppressed emotions.

That posture was like seeing a woman again from a madman who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years.

"Prison the Emperor of Heaven's heart!"

Yan Ling'er murmured to himself. He clearly remembered that such a skill was the final blow given to Shengxuan by his good friend the Emperor when he fell.

However, when the node was broken, the Emperor's Heart Lotus actually emitted obvious strange fluctuations in his Najie. Such fluctuations were not normal behavior, and should not occur.

"Prisoning Emperor's Heart Lock, Emperor, Emperor's Heart Lotus, are you related in any way?"

Yan Ling'er was confused, but her eyes never wavered.

Under the holy bones, the soul of Shengxuan appeared. Faced with this situation, he had no choice.

Holding the spear tightly in his hand, above the mansion spirit behind him, the stars twinkled, and the pressure of spiritual power enveloped him again.

"Yeah?"

A cold chill arose, and Yan Ling'er became more serious than ever before. The tombstone in the Yan Mansion suddenly bloomed with light, and the flame power was released to the extreme in one breath.

Regarding Shengxuan, he had no choice. What kind of outcome could be created with this attack at this moment would also be related to the fate of countless creatures in Lingqu Continent in the next few years.

"Spirit...ancient spear intention, desolate!"

Yan Ling'er looked at the dazzling holy bones with her deep eyes, rubbed them, and shouted in a low voice.

Above the Tianhe Spear, the majestic desolate air poured out like a flood.

Everything is still, the void is stagnant, and the desolate air attacks the Shengxuan below in a mysterious trapezoidal manner with power across time and space.

rub!

rub!

Every time the desolate air takes a step forward, a layer of huge ripples will appear in the earth's crust, just like the silence of the lake being broken, spreading to the surroundings, and the objects it affects will be turned into golden color with just one breath.

The rippling breeze blew by, and the golden objects drifted away into the distance like dust.

Yan Ling'er looked at the attacks released in a trapezoidal posture, her face was extremely calm, as if she drank a glass of cold water every day.

I didn't even think of burping.

The deep eyes condensed again, and they were terrifying. A strong wind filled with murderous intent, under the fluctuation of golden red flames, isolated the desolate air.

"The ancient spirit of the spear will bring all things to life!"

Yan Ling'er shouted again, and countless invisible sharp sword auras were formed in an instant. Fusion with the true meaning of the sword feathers emitted from the Five Colorful True Palaces and Five Palaces, the intensity of the sharp sword aura increased to a higher level.

Not only that, every sharp blade released is no longer in the solid form before, but in a state of compatibility of mental power and fire power.

Moreover, there is also the integration of true meaning.

Fusion represents the convergence point of the two different identities of Flame Pattern Master and Flamer. In such a state, not to mention Lingqu Continent, but the Flame Spirit Illusionary World, no one would dare to use such means.

Just like this, they are both two forms of the ancient spirit spear, but the attack posture at this moment is not only completely different from the previous one, not only the power is completely different, but also the fluctuations emitted have a vague flavor of the supreme realm.

The Supreme Realm is the common path for the three races of humans, demons, and demons (holy) to unify, and now, Yan Ling'er has actually shown up with the strength of the late Real Master Realm, which is really terrifying.

"Madman, madman, still the same madman!"

"It's not the sixth level, it's the seventh level!"

"No...no, you...how dare you do this?"

Below, Shengxuan looked up into the void. The desolate energy in a trapezoidal attack posture was already in front of him, and the sharp sword energy spread out behind the desolate energy was even more terrifying.

"An attack at the Supreme Realm, this... this is impossible. With your strength and true intention, you are already a heaven-shattering existence. How can you possibly use the power of the Supreme Realm?"

In the panic, Shengxuan felt like roaring.

For him in the Supreme Realm at this moment, even with the blessing of the Holy Bones, he would be severely damaged if he faced him head-on. After all, this Holy Bones had gone through countless years of baptism and erosion, and it no longer had the power it should have had before.

"impossible?"

"snort…"

“You’ll know next!”

Yan Ling'er snorted coldly, and above Fu Ling's head, the divine sea of ​​stars suddenly emitted light, and a majestic spiritual power was once again injected into the sharp blade that was already permeating the attack of the Supreme Realm.

Bet on the future with one move and give it all!

"Self-created fire technique, Ling Yu, Nirvana!"

rub!

rub!

With the fifth prophetic bonus of Futu Lingjue, Yan Ling'er penetrated Shengxuan's next movement direction, and the desolate energy poured out completely.

"Supreme Realm... Humph... So what, get out of here!"

In the dark black shadow, a terrifying power poured out from the left foot that was out of touch, trying to trample the desolate air under its feet.

However, at the moment of his movement, his raised left foot was slightly stunned, and a force like a lock locked him tightly, unable to move.

Sheng Xuan, who didn't understand why, changed his expression drastically.

"Damn it!"

"What the hell?"

The heart lock of the Emperor of Heaven imprisoned under his feet has obviously been broken, so why is the restraint still so strong at the moment? All this seems too unrealistic.

However, when he leaned down and saw the thing locking him below, a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out.

"Your uncle's."

"King Qianxiu, who is ranked third in the Ten Thousand Demons Record, you actually said that I am a little hedgehog. Come on...I will let you be stabbed to death by the bastard!"

Xiao Qianxiu's two paws were lying on the dark black shadow, and its tail was curled up in the void like a shackle, and it was full of extremely exciting curses.

This scene is so cute.

However, when Shengxuan Yanli looked like this, he was extremely angry.

Angry as hell, facing Xiao Qianxiu, Shengxuan had nothing to do for the moment.

boom…

boom…

The trapezoid attacked the desolate energy and struck hard into the black shadow of Shengxuan. For a moment, the dark black demonic energy immediately took on the desolate golden color.

"ah!"

"roar!"

A miserable roar came from Shengxuan's mouth, and the barren attack of the ancient spirit spear was not only powerful, but also wide-ranging. Although it did not severely damage Shengxuan, the majestic attack still landed in the soul under the holy bones to some extent.

The severe pain made De Shengxuan scream miserably, but he knew that this was not Yan Ling'er's strongest attack, because the pressure brought by Lingyu and Nirvana was more than a hundred times stronger than the desolate aura.

"Holy Bones, Power of Chaos, Killing!"

The golden particles of chaos were suddenly released, and a force that crossed the continent's boundaries emitted from the holy bones above Shengxuan's head.

Phew… Phew…

Ling Yu, Nirvana, followed...