Yan Ling fantasy world

A cold voice sounded in my ears.

Outside Fayu City, golden rays of light rose into the sky, forming a void. In a blink of an eye, countless golden rays of light intertwined with each other in the sky above Fayu City, and then quickly built a golden cage, covering the sky and the sun.

The golden light scattered, and through the cage, you could vaguely see the golden lotus attached to the cage. How beautiful it was when it bloomed.

However, under such beautiful scenery, there is an extremely bloody smell.

Countless golden rays of light rising into the sky, just one breath ago, pierced through countless flamers who were about to climb over the wall and escape, and all of them were disciples of the Ksitigarbha Sword Gate.

"Holy Lotus Cage!"

With Fayu City as the bottom of the cage, and the holy lotus connecting heaven and earth as the restraints of the cage, the terrifying pressure spread down, causing the entire Fayu City to be filled with golden light.

Viewed from a distance, it looks like a giant golden demon egg, mysterious and sacred.

Ksitigarbha looked at the Holy Lotus Cage that was born in an instant, his heart was horrified, and blood instantly spattered from his eyes.

The trembling body looked at the young man in front of him.

At this moment, the latter's face was calm and his eyes were calm. The things in front of him seemed to have never happened, and the countless flames that pierced through the body and died in the golden light also seemed to have never happened.

"Devil, you are a devil. You want to massacre the city. Aren't you afraid of being reviled by thousands of people in the world?"

Ksitigarbha looked towards the outskirts of Fayu City. Countless disciples who had been pierced through their bodies finally collapsed completely. Their eyes were filled with blood and filled with hatred.

I never thought that Yan Ling'er's methods would be so ruthless. If he said he was going to massacre the city, he would massacre the city.

This kind of style is probably second to none in Lingqu Continent.

At the same time, something he never thought of, Yan Ling'er's methods actually reached Tongtian.

The city of Fayu is more than dozens of miles long. Although it is not a large city in Linzangzhou, it is definitely not a small city.

Even so, Yan Ling'er actually built a Holy Lotus Cage on the outskirts of Fayu City in an instant, cutting off the escape paths of all the Flamers in Fayu City. And with the current situation, Yan Ling'er said that he wanted to massacre the city, and it was true at all.

At least, no one in this city can escape and ascend to heaven.

However, he never knew that in the desolate secret realm, he had done nothing less than massacre the city. At that time, he faced the Saints.

And in his opinion, how is the Ksitigarbha Sword Sect’s style different from that of the Holy Clan?

The flamers from the thousands of Ksitigarbha Sword Sects in Fayu City looked at countless golden rays of light, being pierced through their bodies, with no breath left of their fellow disciples, and the horror in their eyes turned into despair.

The man who lost control fiercely grabbed the light with both hands. In an instant, his hands were cut and dropped as if they had encountered a sharp blade.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Heart-rending roars instantly filled the outside of Fayu City.

Countless flamers looked at their fellow disciples who lost their hands in an instant, and then looked at their fellow disciples who were hanging in the void. At this moment, they no longer dared to look at Yan Ling'er, because that was no longer a human being, but the King of Hell, a man who could dominate their lives.

The king of hell.

"Sacred Lotus Cage, eighth-grade fire skill, if you don't want to die, just stand where you are."

Yan Ling'er's voice, wrapped in rich mysterious power, instantly sounded in Fayu City, deafening countless Yan people. Their eyes widened to the extreme in an instant, and they looked at the young man in the void in disbelief.

"Eighth level fire skill!"

The sound of saliva and swallowing is like rolling mountains and rivers, rising and falling in the city.

"This golden cage is an eighth-grade fire skill?"

"Eighth level fire skill!"

Countless flamers looked at the golden holy lotus cage, their eyes filled with horror. The eighth-level flame skill, I am afraid no one in this continent has even heard of it. Who would have thought that right now it would break through the illusionary space and time?

, comes to the front.

However, countless Yan people also heard Yan Ling'er's warning clearly.

"If you don't want to die, just stand where you are."

Those who were not from the Ksitigarbha Sword Sect did not hesitate at all, and immediately followed the instructions, standing there like a stone pile, not even daring to move their eyes.

The disciples of the Ksitigarbha Sword Sect looked at each other in confusion. However, what could they do under the strong intimidation? No matter whether the Yan Ling'er in front of them was a bloodthirsty person or a murderer.

At this time, they were like lambs standing by.

Dafa Nuo Yucheng breathed a quiet breath, and the last action of countless flamers was to focus on Yan Ling'er.

Opposite him, Ksitigarbha looked at the Nuo Da Sacred Lotus Cage outside Fayu City, and his body began to tremble involuntarily. He had also never heard of the eighth-level fire skill, not even the sect master or the mainland's No. 1

Even a strong person has never used it.

The young man in front of him actually performed it instantly, and his technique was as skillful as a furnace fire.

"Eighth...eighth-level fire skills, I'm so awesome that I'm not afraid of dying from laughter."

"The Eighth Grade, also known as the Holy Grade, does not have a Saint Grade body. Without a supreme body, how can it be used? If you try to use it forcefully, you will only be able to explode and die!"

"You are bragging like this. This is really the first time in my life that I have seen you."

The voice of Ksitigarbha's words was like a roar, but through the words, one could still clearly feel the fear in the words.

However, the response he received from such a roar was Yan Ling'er's cold gaze.

"Disciple of the Ksitigarbha Sword Sect, this fire skill is nothing more than a bluff. Run away quickly. If you are here, I'm afraid you will be slaughtered by them."

Ksitigarbha felt the cold gaze and roared again.

However, the response to this roar was only deathly silence, as quiet as death. Even the disciples of Ksitigarbha Sword Sect were no longer talking about it at this moment, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Not even a small step.

Ksitigarbha looked at the huge Fayu City, his heart was cold after all, his eyes were dripping with blood, and he had such a desperate look that he had never imagined even in his dreams.

At this moment, following Yan Ling'er's warning, the young man's voice sounded again in the dead silence of Fayu City.

"Where is my mother?"

His eyes were cold, and a deep chill was released from the mysterious power of golden red. Along the way, the temperature dropped sharply in the places he passed. In just one breath, the Ksitigarbha sky was completely enveloped.

"Jiejie...your mother, Li Yue, is dead, dead!"

"Thoroughly dead!"

Feeling the cold breath beside him, Ksitigarbha trembled all over, but the roar was just like before the end.

Hearing this, Yan Ling'er's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at Ksitigarbha, her hands trembling slightly.

Just when a blazing golden-red power was about to pour out, Yan Ling'er's hand suddenly stopped and her eyes slowly looked into the Shadow Pavilion.

At this moment, Yan Suxin, after experiencing the previous mental and physical torture, and hearing about her sister-in-law's misfortune, had long since burst into tears and collapsed on the ground.

And that Yan Xiao has bright eyes. He is not a kind person, and he is not afraid of anything. Even though he knows that Ksitigarbha has the strength of the real master, the eyes that look at Ksitigarbha are still filled with a strong sense of fear.

Hate.

And his body is as tall and straight as a mountain peak.

Yan Ling'er's sight was projected from the void, and it was the first Jie Chen that was sensed by Yan Xiao. He looked at the latter without saying a word, but both sides seemed to understand what the other was thinking.

Yan Xiao bowed slightly, placed one hand on Yan Suxin's back, and applied gentle pressure. Yan Suxin closed her eyes and passed out.

Putting his sister down gently, Yan Xiao once again cast his gaze on where Yan Linger was.

At this moment, Yan Linger seemed to have received permission.

The strength of the Three Forms Unified Realm was completely released in an instant, and a terrifying pressure of power suddenly intensified under the increase of the Star Divine Sea. The already miserable Ksitigarbha seemed to be deformed at this moment.

"Where is my mother?"

A cold voice, like a call from hell, sounded in Ksitigarbha's ears.

"Li Yue, I don't know... I'm dead!"

Under the dual pressure of spirit and strength, Ksitigarbha's consciousness gradually became blurred. However, Yan Ling'er did not have the slightest pity for him at this time.

His cold gaze projected a ruthless look.

Above the sky, a golden light fell from the Holy Lotus Cage instantly, passing through Ksitigarbha's right hand without any hindrance. His right arm fell together with the golden light.

"ah!"

A pitiful roar came from Ksitigarbha's mouth.

That roar was like a ringing bell, especially clear and crisp in the deathly silence of Fayu City.

His right hand fell, and the blood in his arm spurted out instantly. Jizo Tian in the void began to tremble violently unconsciously.

"Where is my mother?" A voice like a ghost from hell sounded again.

"Jiejie...no...don't know."

Ji Zangtian, whose face was pale and old, had a completely messy aura, and his consciousness was completely confused at this moment, but the words he wanted to say in his heart still came out.

However, in response to his words, Yan Ling'er said nothing, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes again.

In the sky, a golden light appeared again, falling from the Holy Lotus Cage instantly. This time, it passed through Ksitigarbha's left hand.

Just like before, Ksitigarbha's left hand fell instantly again.

The miserable, heart-rending roar came out again.

"ah!"

Such a roar fell into the ears of thousands of flamers in Fayu City, like a ghost in the abyss of hell, and I am afraid it will leave a psychological shadow in this life.

The source of all this is the young man opposite Yan Linger.

And he will also become the eternal shadow in Ksitigarbha Sword's heart, the fear from the bottom of his heart, and the King of Hell of Ksitigarbha Sword.

"Where is my mother?"

The life-threatening question rang out again like a soul-stirring question.

This time, even the countless flamers of the Ksitigarbha Sword Gate below looked at Ksitigarbha Sect and began to pray, praying that Ksitigarbha Sword Heaven would quickly and honestly explain everything he had done, so that their Ksitigarbha Sword Sect would fall into the abyss.

matters.

At this moment, today, whatever happened in Fayu City, they wanted to get through it as soon as possible.

Regardless of the person in front of them, the thing in front of them, or the terrifying and horrifying eighth-level fire skill Holy Lotus Cage above their heads, they just want to let it pass quickly.

Yan Ling'er's eyes were cold and did not waver at all, but opposite him, Ksitigarbha was dying.

In the Shadow Pavilion, Yan Xiao's eyes were also stagnant, staring at the void, looking at the Ji Zang Tian who was gradually dying.

It attracts everyone's attention and is despised by thousands of people.

Another golden light emerged from the top of the Jizo Ten's head, which was dying and with no breath left. With its current appearance, it seemed that it might fall at any time.

"Li...Li Yue, die...not, Holy...Holy Continent!"