Yan Ling fantasy world

Lin Lei raised his face slightly and looked at the blazing stars. After all, there was a hint of despair in his eyes.

Behind thousands of stars, a star ten times the size of the ship was actually blocked. This was a dilemma that he had never thought of or sensed. With such a collision, the ship and the stars would undoubtedly explode together, like that.

The Flamers on the ship will all fall into this galaxy. The danger of the Emperor-level galactic storm is far beyond imagination.

"Is it over?"

Lin Lei murmured to himself as he looked at the stars that were ten times the size of the ship, hundreds of feet away in front of him.

In despair, a thick and powerful hand was slowly placed on his shoulder. Looking back, he met the eyes of his father Lin Qingyun. The latter's eyes were filled with the tenacity of a strong man.

There is no trace of timidity or fear in facing death.

"Father!"

Lin Qingyun did not answer Lin Lei's low cry, but just gently pressed the palm of Lin Lei's shoulder, and the feeling of strong backing arose in Lin Lei's heart.

At this moment, his xinxing was improved again, and his "life" was improved after putting himself in the situation of death.

Unlike Lin Qingyun, Lin Lei and his son who risked their lives and then "lived", Long Ting and the two women in Xuan Qingyi next to him looked at each other, and the blood power in their bodies began to boil. The cyan light and the dazzling golden light began to flow between them.

The woman's body is looming, as if it is about to explode at any moment.

As for the more than a hundred sensory experts on the first floor of the ship, they were restless like ants on a hot pot at this time, watching the terrifying stars approaching rapidly, and a sense of despair invaded the sea of ​​consciousness.

The unbearable ones even jumped off the ship.

The birth of the flesh, transcending the power of the true meaning, submerged into the galaxy, and was torn apart by the power of the galaxy. The result can be imagined. In just one breath, the flame was torn into nothingness, not even the bones were left, completely

Disappear into heaven and earth.

"Hey, it's over, everything is over!"

Looking at the scene that instantly turned into nothingness, the Flamer on the ship finally became disheartened. Although his eyes were full of reluctance, he still had to face the dazzling stars, and traces of blood gradually filled his eyeballs.

At the end, black shadows shrouded the eyes.

"boom…"

"Boom boom..."

Among the galaxies, only the scattered tiny stars collided with the ship, making a dull explosion sound that fell into the ears, like a death call, shocking the soul.

However, just when everyone was about to accept this reality, a call came from the void, like a voice from outside the sky, which was extremely unreal.

"Sit tight, let's take off!"

With a call and the next breath, the harsh sound of breaking wind roared around the ship. The feeling of heat disappeared instantly. The heat on the face gradually decreased, and a warm feeling enveloped the whole body at this moment.

Many flamers tried their best to see everything in front of them clearly and witness what happened. Unfortunately, the blood mist in their eyes and the black shadow that enveloped them made it impossible for them to see clearly what was happening in front of them no matter how hard they tried.

"Could this be a dream?"

"Or are you hallucinating out of despair?"

The Flamers didn't know what happened, but the feeling in front of them seemed to be good. At least, it didn't have the feeling of heat and destruction just now. In order to retain this feeling, their hands firmly grasped the things that the ship could touch.

.

In any case, at this time, they just don't want to experience the burning before.

"Yo ho ho, let's take off!"

There was another cheer, like joy in the spring breeze, once again.

Unlike the temporary blindness of many flamers on the first floor, Lin Qingyun, Lin Lei and his son in the Accord on the second floor were not affected.

In other words, the critical point of impact has not been reached.

Stars that were ten times the size of the ship came towards us, and when they were within ten feet, a divine power of true meaning was suddenly released in the main rudder of the ship, instantly filling the entire ship. The broken and uneven true meaning seal, with one breath,

In the meantime, it was immediately repaired, and the direction of the ship's travel also drew a mysterious arc, bypassing the stars ten times the size of the ship in front, and completely entering the emperor-class galactic storm.

Seeing the miraculous rebirth, even Lin Qingyun was extremely excited. He hugged Lin Lei tightly with both hands. The father-son emotion was particularly mysterious, and in it, more of it was joy, which came from the depths of his soul.

The comfort and joy made the father and son look up to the sky and cheer.

"Yo ho ho, take off, take off!"

Long Ting and Xuan Qingyi, who were also in the Accord, breathed a heavy sigh of relief when they saw the stars quickly disappearing behind them. Their rebirth after the disaster and the feeling of traveling through the galactic storm made them extremely comfortable.

The turmoil in the body, like the power of burning blood, gradually subsided.

The harsh sound of breaking wind surrounded the ship. At this time, the vibration and shaking of the ship were significantly reduced. Even if thousands of broken stars hit the ship, it no longer had the terrifying feeling of being turned upside down just now.

While driving, it feels like walking on flat ground.

After feeling happy, the eyes in the Accord looked towards where the main rudder was. Yan Ling'er's eyes were still closed, and her hands were already caressing the main rudder.

The source of power of the true meaning just now came from the main helm. Although they didn't know what Yan Ling'er had done, everything that happened now must have been his handwriting.

"Lei'er, you really made an amazing friend this time!"

Lin Qingyun looked at Yan Ling'er, who was experienced in doing things. There was a faint aura of childishness in his appearance, and his eyes were even more fiery than the stars shining just now.

At this time, he was a little envious of other people's children. Even his own Lei'er was already the pride of heaven and the most outstanding existence in Lin Zangzhou for thousands of years, because all the pride of heaven were too ordinary in front of Yan Ling'er.

A great friend, which was also the highest praise he gave to Yan Linger.

When the atmosphere on the ship suddenly changed, the main cabin of the ship was not as calm as it appeared.

Focusing and gazing, the palm-sized Yuanshen holds a star spear in his hand. All around, the chaotic true power has disappeared. Under his feet, the flowing colored solid liquid is submerged into the control veins of the main cabin. The scene constructed like this is...

Beautiful is the perfect word to describe it.

However, when the power of this solidified true meaning is integrated into the main core, the gathering of power cannot always form a reincarnation.

Because, the convergence of the two forces still has a hint of incompatibility.

As a result, if you want to control the operation of the ship, you can only rely on the trend of the soul. At present, the duration of the emperor-level galactic storm often takes several hours, but it is obviously impossible to rely on the power of the soul.

Behind the rebirth after the disaster, there seems to be another level of danger.

In the quiet main cabin, Yan Ling'er looked towards the galaxy ahead. At this time, the emperor-level galactic storm began to enter a violent stage. The fragmented stars in the ruins of the illusion world were like cannonballs, hitting hard without any gaps.

At this moment, the stars the size of thumbs have disappeared, and the stars the size of fists are also very few, the smallest, no smaller than the physical body. Such star fragments can already pose a fatal threat to ships.

Among them, there are more and more stars that are several times the size of ships. In this situation, the risk factor is constantly increasing.

Yan Ling'er looked at the ferocious star fragments. On the one hand, he controlled the ship with all his strength, and on the other hand, he struggled to find a way to crack it. If he couldn't find it, they would still perish here.

Staring into the main core, one stream of gun intent originated from his own, filled with a sense of desolation and destruction, while the other one was left behind in the main cabin of the ship, but it was different from Yan Ling'er's true meaning of desolation and destruction.

, his true meaning exudes a thriving and vigorous power.

This may be the reason why he was able to survive in Lingqu Continent for so long!

"How to integrate two completely different powers of true meaning? How to achieve it? How can it be achieved?"

"Oh my God!"

Yan Ling'er's soul stared at the main core and sighed. Suddenly, the star spear held by the soul suddenly trembled, and the spear intention on the spear began to show signs of thinning.

"this…"

"That's not good!"

"Method, fusion, true meaning, how to realize it? How to realize it?"

In the elegant pavilion on the second floor, Lin and his son were still in a state of joy. Looking at the stars whizzing past the side of the ship, they felt indescribably happy.

On the first floor, the eyes of many flamers gradually regained their brightness after experiencing the recovery of the world. The moment they saw things clearly, the stars speeding past made them realize that they were resurrected from the dead.

"Haha, am I still alive?"

"Really alive!"

"Not dead, not dead, yo ho ho..."

"Yo ho ho..."

Previously, the blazing heat of the stars had caused their eyes to be covered with blood. There were even bloodstains flowing down from the eyes of many flamers. At a glance, they looked like zombies, which was eerie and terrifying.

However, the joy of coming back from the dead made them forget about these injuries.

His eyes wandered into the Imperial-class galactic storm, watching the ships galloping among the stars, roaring loudly in the storm.

However, just as everyone was silent in joy, the ship suddenly trembled. In the next breath, several human-sized stars suddenly collided with the ship. For a moment, the ship also tilted violently.

"ah…"

At this moment, everyone realized that they had not escaped from Ascension, but were still at the center of the storm.

Not only that, each of the stars in front of you is tens of feet tall. If it hits the ship, I am afraid that the ship will be completely destroyed in just a few rounds.

"Hey...ruins of the fantasy world!"

"Holy shit, what...what is it, Galaxy Storm, or Emperor level, oh my god, is this...so exciting?"

In the accordion on the second floor of the ship, a childish voice suddenly sounded.

The sudden words shocked the Lin family and his son, Long Ting, and the two girls in Xuan Qingyi. They looked at the place where the sound came from in surprise, where a palm-sized unicorn monster stood above Yan Ling'er's head.

, the tiny claws kept tearing Yan Ling'er's hair.

There were words in his mouth, and in just a few breaths, Yan Ling'er's hair became unkempt.

"Hey... why is it still a king-class ship?"

"Isn't this definitely dead?"

"Dead, dead, haha, dead!"

Above Yan Ling'er's head was Xiao Qianxiu, the third member of the Qianxiu clan in the Wanyaolu.

However, at this moment, when he looked at the oncoming emperor-level galactic storm in front of him, there was no fear in his eyes. On the contrary, he was extremely excited.

The sudden words caused a subtle change in the atmosphere in Deyage.

"If you have time to make sarcastic remarks, why not think about how to get through this disaster? If nothing else, my true power will be exhausted in half an hour!" Yan Ling'er, who was holding the rudder, suddenly spoke, and his words were filled with emotion.

With a touch of solemnity.

"What? Real meaning?" Lin Qingyun and Lin Lei said in unison.

They know very well what the true meaning means. It is the threshold to step into the Supreme. Yan Ling'er has actually reached this level. No wonder they can all feel the invisible pressure in front of him.

"Oh, boy, I really mean it, it's amazing, but when faced with an emperor-level galactic storm, even if you are at the Xiaozun level, your chances of survival are slim to none!"

Xiao Qianxiu looked at Yan Linger, full of laughter.

"Oh? It sounds like you have something to do. Isn't it possible to stand and talk without back pain?"

Yan Ling'er looked at Xiao Qianxiu. For some reason, his intuition told him that it had a way to survive this disaster, so he said jokingly to Xiao Qianxiu.

"Besides, once the ship is destroyed, you and I will probably be reduced to nothingness under the power of the galaxy. How about that?"

"Are you afraid?"

"Afraid?"

"You guy, if you're not very capable, you just have a bad mouth. Come on, I'll let you take the helm!"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qianxiu disappeared into the main helm.