Yan Ling fantasy world

Fengqi City is one of the important towns in the southern border of Phoenix Continent. It is also one of the few cities in Phoenix Continent that has not been invaded by the saints during the great catastrophe in Phoenix Continent. It is the only place that must be passed when leaving Phoenix Continent and leading to Linzang Continent.

Ever since Tianshui Town learned about the traces of his parents from Di Yuxin, Yan Ling'er couldn't wait to go. Now that the Transformation Pill is in hand, the time is ripe.

As a result, the original plan to go to Yancheng was also cancelled.

Saving his parents from danger and fulfilling their filial piety as a child is what Yan Ling'er wants to do most at the moment.

When he went to Fengqi City, he used Di's intelligence network in advance to arrange a meeting with Lin Yue at Lin Yue Restaurant when he left Tianshui Town.

Within Linzangzhou, the terrain is complex, forces are intricately distributed, and structures extend in thousands of ways.

In this regard, he is not worried about offending anyone, but it is always better to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, or to deal with some forces that should disappear. After all, he is going to Lin Cangzhou to find his parents and to understand some grievances.

Although Di Yuxin provided a copy of this, it was not comprehensive.

Linyue Restaurant Chamber of Commerce, which runs throughout the entire Lingqu Continent, can even be found on the Yuanlu List, and the distribution of small forces and maps can be easily grasped.

At the same time, some old friends also want to meet up. After all, the old covenant still exists.

"Xiao Se embryo, we have passed Ezhuang City. The next city is Fengqi City. Do we want to take a rest?"

"I'm going to starve to death!"

The gold and red dazzling golden bird flew across the sky, and a childish voice sounded on the back of the dazzling golden bird. There was an obvious feeling of discomfort in the words. The person who spoke was surprisingly Long Ting of the Azure Dragon Sky Demon Clan.

, but at this moment, the latter is filled with a sense of listlessness.

"Ahem, Long Ting, if you do this again, I will throw you down!"

"Throw it away? Oh, you little pervert!"

"Giggle, throw, throw, are you afraid of me?"

Long Ting's eyes lit up and he looked at Yan Ling'er in front of him. He wiped away the listlessness just now and smiled evilly. His words were full of provocation.

After leaving the Ziyu Mountains, Yan Ling'er separated from Xiaonan and Xiaobei. This trip to Linzangzhou. If the two brothers followed, their bodies and strength would be enough to attract thousands of eyes, and they would also be completely exposed to the public eye.

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Although there were two Transformation Pills, they disappeared after Yan Linger put them into the ring.

Judging from the auras emitted by Xue Jingyan and Emperor Xinlian, it is known that the "thieves" are them, out of the desire for vitality.

Devouring is instinct.

Fortunately, Xiaonan and Xiaobei didn't care at all about the ownership of the Transformation Pill. After all, they didn't want to get it at all, but they were more concerned about Xue Jingyan's safety.

Seeing Xue Jingyan with strong vitality and stable breathing, Xiaonan and Xiaobei were relieved. Moreover, after experiencing the nine-life civet incident, Yan Ling'er was the best choice in terms of strength and the heart to protect Xue Jingyan.

Everything is settled, leaving both of them is the best choice.

Moreover, although the saints in Anyang County have completely disappeared, they originated from Yan Cheng and knew clearly that Shengxuan was the leader of the saints. Yan Ling'er was on guard against the latter. Just in case, he fought for the two Xiaonan and Xiaonan.

The two brothers from the north agreed to guard Yancheng.

As a result, Yancheng at this moment is probably the strongest fortress in Anyang County and even Phoenix Continent.

And, there is no one.

Yan Ling'er rolled her eyes at Long Ting and chose to ignore her. In the current situation, she had no choice but to regret and tell her what the sex embryo meant.

At the moment, arguing with it is tantamount to making yourself unhappy.

Fortunately, Xuan Qingyi no longer calls like this.

"Ahem..."

"Xiao Xuan, do you need to rest?"

This trip to Fengqi City, even at Xiao Xuan's speed, is estimated to take two or three hours. The long and boring flight is like a training exercise. Not only does it consume a lot of fire power, it is also a great test of endurance!

Xuan Qingyi looked across the mountains and ridges to the place shrouded in clouds and mist, and said with a smile: "Let's get there directly. It's already getting late. In a place like this, in the wilderness, you don't know what will happen."

Xuan Qingyi's words made Yan Linger even more speechless. Looking at Xiao Xuan sitting cross-legged, she didn't know what to say.

"Giggle, yes, yes, it's very bad. The look in her eyes is no different from that of the stray cats in the Purple Feather Mountains!"

"well!"

With a sigh, Yan Ling'er finally chose to remain silent as she looked at Long Ting, who was bouncing around and extremely excited.

"Oh, you're so cold!"

"Yeah, yeah, what? Are you angry? You haven't spoken yet!"

“Boring!”

Long Ting covered his face and smiled. He waved his hands as if he had not found any pleasure in his words. Such a gesture made Yan Linger roll her eyes.

Sit cross-legged and enter a meditative state.

The boring flight is the best time for meditation. For the condensation of the sea of ​​consciousness, it has reached an unprecedented calmness. There is no interruption at all, except the strong wind whistling by the ears.

However, due to Xiao Xuan's deliberate actions, the place where Yan Ling'er sat cross-legged was extremely peaceful.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sea of ​​stars and gods, billions of stars are created and outlined with divine energy, and the soul is cast. The source of power also comes from the stars.

Yan Ling'er's spiritual consciousness senses countless starlight points in the soul. Through the light, it is like looking through the void and seeing mysterious realms outside the world.

"It's been ten thousand years. Why did that battle start?" Yan Ling'er thought carefully and tried to figure it out, but in the end he didn't get a definite answer.

I have remembered most of the memories from ten thousand years ago, but I have forgotten the fundamentals of the most critical battle in the imperial capital. However, through the stars in the soul, I always feel that there is a subtle relationship with it, which is unclear.

, can’t explain.

There are billions of stars in the vast illusory world, and we are all just a speck of dust on a certain continent among the stars in this illusory world.

It seems fierce and fierce, but in fact it only depends on the movement of stars in a world, whether it is active or passive.

Yan Ling'er recalled the battle in the secret realm, whether it was the desolate secret realm or the secret realm of Pagoda where a hundred kings ascended to the throne. There were not hundreds of kings there, but what did it mean to ascend to the throne of a hundred kings?

At first, he thought that only a hundred kings could enter the secret realm of the pagoda, but from the results, he was wrong, completely wrong. A hundred kings are not a hundred kings, and becoming a saint is not a saint. Everything is like a lie.

However, the power emitted in these two secret realms is illusory, but the increase in flame power is real. It is also there that my own strength has entered the middle stage of the Realm of Reality.

This kind of power is not about absorbing the flame spirit, but the baptism, the baptism of Yuanlu, the inheritance and baptism of the Suzaku elixir clan. It is not the power of fire, but it is better than the power of fire.

In recent days, the power of Yuanlu Heart in the body has disappeared rapidly, which also made Yan Ling'er know why the strong men who came out of the secret realm in the past never used the power of Yuanlu Heart in the battles on the mainland.

Because the power of Yuan Luxin disappeared quickly after stepping out of the secret realm.

It seems to have been separated from the body, but it doesn't seem to be there. Even Yan Ling'er doesn't know where he has gone, but the moment of disappearance has an excellent effect on the speed of cultivation.

All of this made Yan Ling'er constantly think about the nature of the flame power and the nature of the flame pattern. All of this seemed to have the answer in his soul and the sea of ​​​​stars formed by billions of stars. However, he could not pry into the mystery.

If you want to stir up the illusory world and create immortality, break the balance of the three "lives" of humans, demons and demons, and let human beings become the masters of the illusory world and master the laws of the illusory world.

Is all that needs to be done really just practice?

Billions of years ago, a demon god broke through the laws of the illusory world and reached the legendary realm. What is the reason for creating the balance of the illusory world for hundreds of millions of years in the future?

Rely on the power of fire to control the world, or rely on the flame pattern to bring all spirits together!

The Demon God has neither of them, because he uses demonic energy to make the Demon Clan become a source of power that the Saint Clan is proud of.

The condensation and use of demonic energy does not require much process. Relying on the power bred by the heaven and earth itself, like the flame spirit, is enough to allow one to continuously improve. This kind of power is stronger than the human race's flames.

Power, the power of fire that has been condensed after all kinds of efforts.

Speaking of which, isn’t it also strange?

Yan Ling'er's tightly closed eyes peered into the soul connected by the stars.

Thousands of years ago, the power of my cultivation relied on this power of fire to finally reach the realm of transformation.

Ten thousand years later, my cultivation speed is even more evil than before. At the age of nineteen, I have already reached the late stage of the Real Master Realm, and my mental power has reached the Little Master Realm. I have crossed the Supreme Realm, which is enough.

He is strong and perverted.

But, that’s it!

Because Yan Ling'er's mental power was not strong enough to be used in actual combat, let alone the opportunity for him to break through the withered continent and reach the pinnacle of the Yanling Fantasy Realm.

As for Yan Li, can he go that far?

Since the birth of the world, there have been countless geniuses, wizards, and eccentrics, but the people who have reached the ultimate peak are only the demon gods of the demon clan!

"What exactly do you rely on to practice cultivation?"

"Fire power, flame patterns, demonic energy!"

Yan Ling'er stared closely at the stars in the Yuanshen, and moved her heart as she pleased. The stars that built the Yuanshen suddenly began to move slightly. A vast universe appeared in front of her as the stars were connected, and this time, a flicker of light appeared in the stars.

Invisible power slowly spreads out.

Its power is not fire power, not mental power, nor is it fire pattern.

"air!"

Yan Ling'er trembled suddenly, looking at the power emanating from the Yuanshen in disbelief. The Yuanshen could actually reverse the direction and emit divine energy.

This power is born from the hundreds of meridians and ten meridians and is constantly brewing to nourish the soul.

His spiritual consciousness trembled slightly, and he stared at the stars in the Yuanshen carefully. At this moment, the Yuanshen seemed to be no longer his own, and the power emitted by the stars no longer seemed to be his. However, the Yuanshen under perception, together with

The illusory world, and he controls the laws of this illusory world.

The source of power for the human race is the Sea of ​​Consciousness and the Yan Mansion, and what runs through the two are the ten meridians. In the meridians, blood flows rapidly, traveling to the Sea of ​​Consciousness, giving birth to a steady stream of divine energy, traveling to the Yan Mansion.

, nourishing the soul of inflammation.

"Demon energy!"

Yan Ling'er murmured to herself in a low voice, her whole body lost in thought, the vast illusionary world, and the stars moving around.

The soul composed of countless stars slowly spread out and turned into countless star points of light, which penetrated into the meridians and directed towards every inch of skin on the body.

"air?"

Rich spiritual energy suddenly emanated from the stars in the hundreds of meridians.

At the same time, in the Yan Mansion, the flame power in the tombstone also emitted instantly. Two completely different forces entered the meridians in an instant and blended with each other. The explosion that should have occurred, was pulled by the stars, but instead

Never happened.

On the contrary, a brand-new power emerges from hundreds of meridians.

"Holy shit, what, what? Demonic energy?"

When the new power was released, a fearful voice suddenly sounded in the chaotic land of Yan Mansion.

"Demon energy?"

"Giggle, no, it's the air!"

"Three forms of power, reorganized, starting with divine energy and ending with divine energy."

"Haha, you kid is really good at twisting things. First, you created a fire skill that combines mental power and fire power. Now, you have stepped into the illusion world's own laws, tsk tsk..."

There was also a sound coming from the tombstone, but it was so joyful and full of admiration, completely different from the Demon Saint in the Land of Chaos.

In this way, the land of chaos immediately became quiet.

"Huh? Not only does the power of inflammation change, but also the realm changes?"

"Hehe, it has indeed changed!"

A touch of spiritual consciousness, sensing the changes in the meridians in the body, Yan Linger said with a smile.

"The realm, well, let's call you the realm of the return of three forms to one!"