Yan Ling fantasy world

"Yan Linger?"

The moment the figure appeared, Chi Yanbang and others shouted in surprise that they were not aware of the latter's aura at all.

"roar…"

The sound of the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world.

In the void, in the direction of Long Qi from the Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan, a pair of dark eyes looked towards them.

Yan Linger took a step forward and looked into the distance, her eyes slightly focused!

Shengxuan, a person he never wanted to see, finally broke through the shackles and came to Lingqu Continent.

Although he had hundreds of predictions before, he was still not as shocked as what he saw now.

"Shengxuan!"

Yan Ling'er read out the latter's name repeatedly in her mind, as if to carve it into her soul.

"Yan Linger!"

Qin Xue strode forward, her pretty face looked eagerly in the direction of the Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan.

Nowadays, there are six of them who are powerful in the real master realm, while the opponent only has two. With such a comparison, there is still a difference in strength!

In response to Qin Xue's question, Yan Linger said nothing, but cast her gaze in the direction of the Contract Mountain Range.

The sound of breaking wind pierced the void, and three tyrannical forces came through the air. Standing on the ruined blue abyss, they looked down at Yan Ling'er and his group with cold eyes.

"Forehead…"

Qin Xue looked at it with mixed feelings.

Yancheng was a "holy clan" base with two kings. After the war, he forgot about it. Although the strength of the three holy kings who suddenly appeared was only at the early stage of the real master realm, it was enough to make up for the difference in strength between the two sides.

What's more, there is a mysterious soul power, and he doesn't know what the latter's state is!

"roar!"

The sound of dragon roars resounded in the sky again, and Long Qi of the Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan jumped up, violent momentum swept the world, and with one breath, several surrounding mountain peaks exploded instantly, and countless debris fell towards the ruined blue abyss.

The speed is so fast that it makes one's eyes blurred.

The sudden change made countless humans and monsters feel timid.

Seeing this scene, Yan Linger narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Hmph... Still using this method!"

"However, since you want to act, I will just act with you."

The wings spread out and Yan Linger's figure soared into the sky.

The golden-red flame power was suddenly released from the Yan Mansion, and the overwhelming golden-red flame power soared into the sky. With a breath, the heaven and earth were soaked in golden red. The pressure of the Yan Ling'er in the late stage of the real master realm, at this moment, was all gone.

show.

Not only that, the Suzaku Mansion Spirit broke out of his body and suddenly enlarged. A figure of the Suzaku Spirit Demon, which was dozens of feet tall, rose behind him.

This look is like being possessed by a demon king!

The most important thing is that above Suzaku's head, the divine sea of ​​stars is like an illusory galaxy. No matter who sees it, there is suppression from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Ling'er's actions were all taken at the moment after the dragon's strange movements from the Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan. Anyone who is not blind can clearly perceive his movements and gestures.

Countless spirit demons behind him looked at Yan Ling'er, their faces showing reverence, just like they did when they saw Xue Jingyan.

Compared with the human race, the demon race is much simpler. Strength is the last word, and the pressure of blood is the recognition revealed in the bones.

The Suzaku Spirit Demon Clan is the top four ancient tribes of the demon clan.

What's more, what flows in Yan Ling'er's body is the blood power of the emperor's bloodline, combined with the source bloodline obtained in the secret realm before.

At this moment, he is an absolutely top-notch existence even in the Yanling Imperial Capital.

Here, haha..., besides crushing, what else can be described.

"So...so strong!"

The six-headed sky-devouring ape looked up at Yan Ling'er in front of him. The suppression from his bloodline made him tremble a little when he spoke.

This is true for him in the realm of demon lord, and one can imagine the reaction from other spirit demons.

"Alas... alas..."

"Steady...steady!"

Among the human team, the flying flame beasts are mainly the Peng of the Void. Except for a few who have reached the spirit demon realm, the others are still at the peak of the realm. How can they withstand the mad crushing of Yan Ling'er's bloodline power?

Miserable roars and "comforts" were sent out in the void, and immediately, countless flying flame beasts fell towards the blue abyss. However, fortunately, Yan Ling'er's previous blow shattered all the land below. After falling to the ground,

No serious injuries.

With such momentum, in one breath, nearly half of the humans and monsters in the sky were reduced.

However, compared to the human race, the demon race, and the saint race are even more miserable.

The dual pressure of Yan Ling'er's spirit and the Yanling were all crushed towards the Saints. The pressure was several times higher than that of the Humans and Monsters behind them.

In the void, Long Qi looked up at Yan Ling'er, his golden eyes seemed to be dripping with blood.

What he did was completely controlled by Shengxuan. He wanted to use his power and bloodline to become the strongest, but unexpectedly, he was crushed by Yan Ling'er.

He looked back at the team behind him where most of them had fallen away, and didn't dare to move.

Above his head, golden light flashed.

"Jie Jie...you know me well, but how strong are you?"

Within the golden light, an ethereal voice sounded again. This voice penetrated the void and directly covered the entire Blue Abyss.

"Is it fake?"

"Let me go, does that guy from the Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan have a brain outside of Teller? Can this momentum and pressure be fake?"

Countless flamers and spirit demons all expressed doubts. A sensation spread from both of them, while the demon spirits rising into the sky in the distance looked at Long Qi with strange eyes.

"Haha...how true or false is this?"

"Do you want to try it?"

Yan Ling'er stood in the air with his hands behind his back. In the next breath, the Tianhe Spear slowly appeared in his hand, and little bits of golden-red flame power continued to repair the Tianhe Spear.

The rust spots slowly disappeared, and the golden-red light gradually emerged.

When he stepped into the realm of the real master, his flame power had already been able to solidify, and the broken Trina Spear finally showed its edge in his hand.

Waving the spear, Yan Linger's golden-red eyes flashed with contempt and hatred.

However, his posture and terrifying pressure made Long Qi's body slightly distorted as he stood face to face.

After the battle in the secret realm, Long Qi's heart was shattered, and Yan Ling'er's posture at the moment could be described as a true killing to him.

"Giggle... I can really pretend."

"That's all, that's all, Yan Ling'er, let's give it up today. You and I are both at the end of our strength, and they are wasting their time..."

Shengxuan's words did not hide his contempt for the others at all. Long Qi and other forbidden land owners touched their noses in embarrassment when they heard this.

On the other hand, Long Ting, Xuan Qingyi and others released all their flaming power with one breath, and the monstrous force soared into the sky. However, under Yan Linger's eyes, their auras gradually became restrained.

Although what Shengxuan said is unpleasant to hear, it is not false at all!

If the battle to the death ends, it is really difficult to say the outcome, especially when the Saints join the three forbidden land lords, and the current battle is improved again.

Moreover, with Shengxuan out of trouble, the battle in front of him has become less crucial.

The death of a forbidden land lord or a real lord will certainly cause damage to both parties, but in terms of the overall situation, it is no big deal.

The Saints are no longer the demons they used to be. They have been dormant for thousands of years. Their strength at this moment is like a vast ocean, with no boundaries and no bottom.

"Jie Jie... Yan Ling'er, it can take three years or half a year, I... Shengxuan will definitely return the king. I hope you can still be so proud then."

Amid the chuckle, golden chaos particles enveloped Long Qi's huge Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan body, causing the latter's body to tremble.

The next moment, golden chaos particles appeared in his eyes. He turned his head, the power of thunder flashed, and the huge figure looked towards the Contract Mountains.

Take one step forward!

"Giggle...I'm not afraid of laughing to death. My dear, who do you think you are? The Supreme?"

"A funny guy!"

“An elephant’s trunk holds green onions!”

Just as Long Qi was about to leave, a rough voice sounded from behind Yan Ling'er. His words were full of insults, contempt and ridicule.

Such a ruthless look made Delong Qi's body tremble slightly, and soon, a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips.

A touch of terrifying power gradually rose from Long Qi's body.

Yan Ling'er turned around and looked behind her, seeing Wu Wenhu with his hands on his hips and his scolding gesture like a shrew. However, the latter's scolding was really satisfying.

Taking one step forward, Yan Ling'er's Mansion Spirit Vermilion Bird blocked the figure of the martial-patterned tiger behind him.

"Jie Jie...Are you funny? I remember you!"

In the golden light, ethereal words filled the air out of thin air, like ghostly echoes, making Wu Wenhu, who was in the realm of reality, feel a chill down his back. He looked at the former again, and his past jokes gradually subsided.

But in the blink of an eye, the joking face appeared again, and even at this moment, there was a look of disdain on his face, saying: "You...it's useless for you to remember. I announced my home. Do you dare to come? The door of Shengzhou Tiansheng Palace.

Will you look for it? I am the elder of Tiansheng Palace. If you have the ability, please remember to come to me in Shengzhou."

Wu Wenhu's scolding attitude was fully displayed, but when he mentioned Tiansheng Palace and the Holy Elder, the faces of Qin Xue and others behind him were obviously slightly deformed.

Wu Wenhu's actions are really funny.

"Shengzhou, Shenglao, Jiejie..."

The golden wings fanned, and the power of thunder filled the void. It flapped its wings and flew, thunder and lightning flashed, the sky changed color, and the golden figure breathed thousands of feet.

The ethereal voice still echoes in the sky.

Yan Ling'er and others looked again and saw that the figures of the Purgatory Golden Dragon Clan had disappeared into the endless desolation.

Behind them, the other four forbidden land lords in the Holy Lord Realm looked at each other with a wry smile on their faces.

In the past thousand years, this was the first time they had seen the Holy Lord crippled, and the person who caused all this was actually an inconspicuous boy in front of them?

"What? Do you want to stay for tea?"

Looking at the four masters of the forbidden area, Yan Linger sneered on her face. Her previous momentum had already scared them to death.

At that moment, the four masters of the forbidden area left in despair.

The Lord of the Forbidden Land left, and the army of saints behind him also quickly left towards the Contract Mountains in the blink of an eye, fearing that they would fall if they were one step too late.

The Saint Clan army left, but the expressions of the powerful human race men were indeed different, especially Chi Yanbao and others, when they looked at Wu Wenhu, the latter still had his hands on his hips.

"Holy Continent...Tian Sheng Palace, Holy Lao!"

When Shengxuan left, he still read out these names, thinking that when he comes to Jiuzhou in the future, Tiansheng Palace, one of the Four Saint Palaces, may not be able to escape disaster.

Wu Wenhu's move undoubtedly made countless flamers laugh, but he was suddenly afraid. It was better to stay away from this kind of guy who killed people without repaying his life.

"Um?"

"Yan Ling'er, this doesn't seem like your style? Why did you let them leave?"

Long Ting tapped Void Zhipeng under his feet, and Xuan Qingyi jumped up, came to Yan Linger's side, looked at the latter, and wanted to say more.

Yan Ling'er changed instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from under her gloomy face...