Yan Ling fantasy world

The cold voice of the Holy Ancestor filled the air, and the countless flamers below raised their heads slightly and looked in the direction of the Lord of Nine Continents. At this time, the Holy Ancestor stepped on the void, his face was gloomy, and a touch of icy chill was released without any cover.

Around the Spirit Fighting Platform, the former Palace Masters of the Four Holy Palaces, who were consolidating the barrier, also looked at the Holy Ancestor. The latter's sudden surrender caught them off guard.

In particular, Shenghe from the Earthly Saint Palace looked at Yue Shan, where the fire skills had begun to gather, and wanted to speak, but reason defeated impulse.

In the end, it was suppressed.

"I say, in this battle, the Four Holy Palaces have surrendered!"

The cold voice of the Holy Ancestor sounded again. This time, the whole place was silent. Thousands of Flamers rubbed their ears in disbelief.

Yue Shan has not lost his combat effectiveness, and Yan Ling'er's ability to absorb fire spirits is fast. Even if it reaches the legendary Lingxi realm, it is not an offensive fire skill after all, and it is not a fatal threat to Yue Shan. Could it be the rain of guns in the sky?

Can such fire skills really make the Holy Ancestor become cowardly without fighting?

Is Yue Shan's status in the Four Holy Palaces really high enough for the Holy Ancestor to lose face and admit that the Four Holy Palaces have lost?

The eyes of the billions of flamers in Lingqu Continent looked at the Holy Ancestor in disbelief, and then cast their gaze on the young man beside the huge flame stone pillar of Dou Ling Platform. At this moment, the young man was so majestic that he could support the sky.

"Holy Ancestor, are you really afraid of the rain of guns?"

Qin Xue is very aware of the power of the rain of guns. Although mountains and ground have been broken, it is really impossible for centuries-old ancestors like the Saint Ancestor to surrender without a fight. What's more, they are still facing hundreds of millions of people in Lingqu Continent.

In the eyes of the Flame.

At this time, the Saint Ancestor's face became even more important, and had even surpassed that of a deputy palace master in the middle stage of the real master realm.

Qin Xue, who had clearly analyzed everything, looked at the Holy Ancestor. How smart was the latter? Did he not know?

Although I don’t know the specific reason, after today’s battle, Yan Ling’er’s name will definitely be heard throughout Jiuzhou.

Above the void, the beautiful host was slightly startled. Immediately, she very sensibly spread out a pair of wings outlined with rose petals behind her and flew across the sky. A loud announcement resounded over the Dou Ling Platform.

"The thirteenth match, the winner is Yan Ling'er from Phoenix Continent and the nine members of Bingxuan Sect from Bingzhou!"

The announcement came to the ground, and above the Dou Ling Platform, the cheers were like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, shaking the sky, reaching into the clouds. Countless flamers' eyes were blazing, staring at the center of the Dou Ling Platform, where one hand was placed on the giant pillar of flame stone.

The young man looked so majestic.

This battle can be described as the most intense and exciting victory since the Jiuzhou Re-establishment Competition.

The ups and downs during the battle were endless, and the trump cards emerged one after another. Whether it was Yue Shan's display of strength or Yan Linger's, it was enough to shock countless flamers. At the same time, the performance of the two in this battle was enough to make people awe.

The most important thing is that this battle is not like the previous twelve competitions.

It was the casual cultivators who challenged the peak forces and engaged in a head-on wrestling match. In the end, the casual cultivators who originally thought they were the weaker side won.

Waiting like this, how can one not get excited.

Countless flamers looked at Yan Linger, who was still placing one hand on the huge flame stone pillar in the middle of the fighting platform, as if they saw a group of casual cultivators, and even some top-notch counterattacks beginning.

"Yue Shan, the former deputy palace master of the Four Saints Palace, actually lost."

"Failed!"

"Haha, yes, he has been famous for decades. In the Earth Saint Palace, he is second only to Sheng He in terms of fame, status, and strength. Even he was defeated. That Earth Saint

Palace, I'm afraid only Sheng He can resist it."

The voices of countless flamers were like a stormy sea, rushing towards the Earthly Saint Palace.

At this time, the former palace master of the Disheng Palace, Sheng He, was standing above the Dou Ling Platform. At this time, he looked extremely ugly. If he hadn't been worried about the Holy Ancestor, I was really worried that he would directly come to the stage and suppress Yan Ling'er.

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On the side of the Dou Ling Platform, countless flamers cheered heartily. At this moment, the people who moved the mountains and kicked open the door of the thirteen peak powers were just like them.

Among them, the ones who showed the most intense performance were the people from Phoenix Continent.

Ji Xiangling, Leng Qingchan, Leng Qingyue blinked their beautiful eyes slightly, and the corners of their mouths showed the sweetness of a girl. They looked at the young man holding the huge pillar of flaming stone with one hand and the heavy rain of gunfire filling the side. At this moment, even the coldest Ji Xiangling felt patient in his heart.

Constantly trembling.

The look in Yan Ling'er's eyes also became subtle. Among them was Leng Qingyue, who originally admired Yan Ling'er very much.

"Haha, with him in Phoenix Continent, today's re-establishment of Jiuzhou will probably bring about a big change."

Looking at Yan Ling'er, Ji Xiangling said with a smile. However, when his voice fell, Nie Fenglin just stepped out slowly and patted the girl. The smile that filled the corners of his mouth was quite complicated.

"really."

"However, how has the Lord of Nine Continents ever had a fuel-efficient lamp? And this year, it's going to be a one-on-one battle!"

Nie Fenglin raised his gaze and looked in the direction of the Lord of Nine Continents. There, except for the Holy Ancestor standing in the sky with a gloomy expression, many other Continent Lords had quite calm expressions.

Yan Ling'er, who placed one hand on the giant flame spirit pillar, raised his eyes slightly and looked at the livid-looking Saint Ancestor standing in the air.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He patted the huge flame stone pillar with his palm and looked at the Saint Ancestor with a hint of joking. Such a change in expression could be seen very clearly by many powerful men from the Four Holy Palaces on the side of the Dou Ling Platform. In one breath, Nuo Da's Dou Ling Platform

On the side, there was a moment of silence, and anger appeared on the faces of countless strong men from the Four Holy Palaces.

However, unlike the expressions of the Four Holy Palaces, many powerful Flamers from the other eight continents looked at Yan Ling'er with a hint of worry in their eyes.

That was the strongest man in the mainland a hundred years ago, Centenary Jie Chen. Although I don’t know how he survived, judging from his current age, the latter seems to have rejuvenated. Will his strength be weaker after another hundred years of accumulation?

The answer is obvious.

That's it, Yan Ling'er actually dares to think about the tone of the strongest man in the mainland a hundred years ago. Such magnanimity, I don't know if it is self-destruction or an arrogance that is boundless.

"What does Yan Linger want to do?"

On the Dou Qi stage, Di Mo, Qin Lan and others from Jiuzhou, who were familiar with Yan Ling'er, all had puzzled expressions on their faces.

In the battle of the secret realm, he was not so arrogant when he came into contact with Yan Ling'er.

Will two years change a person?

No one has a definite answer, but there are many Yan people who are extremely confident in Yan Linger.

"Yue Shan has lost and the competition is over. You can go down."

Above the void, the Holy Ancestor did not sit down. He looked directly at Yan Ling'er who was on the Dou Qi stage. His solemn words made the Yan Mansion tremble in the countless Flamers below.

Without taking any action, words alone are enough to make Yan Mansion, a powerful person with the Sensation Realm, vibrate. Is this the former strongest person in the continent?

Thousands of Flamers stared fixedly into the void, and their fear of the Holy Ancestor seemed to have risen to an extremely terrifying level.

However, Yan Ling'er, who was on the fighting platform, just smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, Saint Ancestor, we finally won. Not to mention letting the little one take a rest, he still has to enjoy the cheers of the stars holding the moon.

Bar?"

At this moment, the eyes of countless flamers were completely focused on the young man on the Spirit Fighting Platform.

The words of the Holy Ancestor were already filled with anger, but in the face of such an existence, the young man on the Spirit Fighting Platform actually acted calmly and even had a hint of joking towards the Holy Ancestor.

In this way, without waiting for the Holy Ancestor to say anything, another Holy Lotus walking in the void was already furious.

An overwhelming pressure of the flame spirit was released instantly, without any gap, and headed straight towards the Dou Ling Platform. At this moment, Sheng He did not cover up the pressure of the flame spirit at all. The terrifying momentum directly let the void

Trembling, the flames and spirits of heaven and earth became still.

"Boy, this is a holy city, and there is no room for you to act wild."

Coercion shrouded down, and in the next breath, a huge hand was formed out of thin air, and its direction was headed towards Yan Ling'er.

In one move, the strength of Shenghe Real Lord in the late stage was fully revealed.

Sheng He's sudden attack caused an uproar in Dou Lingtai.

Everyone knew that Shenghe was suppressing his emotions, but no one thought that Shenghe would suddenly burst out, and when he made a move, he was not ambiguous at all. Countless flamers looked at the surging hand and were horrified in their hearts.

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Sixth-grade fire skill, holy hand!

Shenghe's famous fire skill, but judging from his attack gesture, it didn't look like a temporary release at all, but more like a long-planned release.

Because, under that fierce offensive, there was no sign of the resonance of the flame spirit at all, as if he was suppressing it.

"Haha, can't you bear it anymore?"

Yan Ling'er looked up into the void, looking at the hand of the saint coming at a rapid speed, with a playful smile on her lips. At the moment, there was no sign of taking action.

"Yan Linger!"

"Young Master Yan!"

Not far away, Nie Fengling, Ji Xiangling and others looked at Yan Ling'er, who was not afraid at all, as if he had been entrusted to the extreme. His face was completely pale, and he shouted.

The holy hand moved through the void at an extremely fast speed, and the terrifying flaming power emitted a harsh roar in the holy hand. In the blink of an eye, the holy hand was close at hand. In this way, the face of the holy lotus and the

Like thousands of flames, the color changes due to it.

"Is this Yan Linger crazy?"

"The sixth-grade fire skills of a strong person in the late stage of Real Lord Realm actually turn a blind eye?"

Above the void, the Holy Ancestor looked down at the Dou Ling Platform, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers wavered slightly. In the next breath, in front of Yan Ling'er, a chaotic color as deep as the ancient abyss appeared out of thin air. In one breath, the Holy Ancestor's hand submerged into the chaotic color.

in, disappeared.

"hehe..."

Seeing the hand of the saint disappear mysteriously, the uproar in the fighting platform became even louder. Countless flamers looked at the strange chaotic thing with fear on their faces. What kind of existence could swallow up the late stage of the Realm of Reality in one breath?

A sixth-grade fire attack without even a ripple?

"Lord Holy Ancestor?"

Sheng He looked at the Holy Ancestor, and there was a trace of confusion on his face. At this moment, if the Holy Ancestor had not taken action, Yan Ling'er would have died here today.

In this way, let alone him, even Holy Punishment showed doubts on his face.

Killing them all and eradicating their roots has always been the management philosophy of the Four Holy Palaces. Why would the Holy Ancestor take action at this time?

They knew very well that the chaotic mysterious power must have come from the hands of the Holy Ancestor.

"Bah bang bang!"

The clear sound of slaps sounded in the place where the Lord of Nine Continents was. Everyone looked at the mainland's strongest man, Zhou Wangchen, and smiled and said: "Senior Saint Ancestor, there are indeed a lot of them. In that case, boy, start your performance!

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"Huh? Start his show?"

There was a hint of doubt on the faces of the many continent masters included, but at this moment, Yan Ling'er's cheeks were filled with smiles.

"Okay, thank you, Lord Saint."

Yan Linger looked into the void and bowed slightly.

With the next breath, a fierce force of absorption was released from the palm of his hand, and then it was slightly raised, and a substantial flame spirit swayed strangely in Yan Ling'er's palm.

Looking at the swaying Yan Ling, the smile on the corner of Yan Linger's mouth became more obvious.

Golden-red flames enveloped it, and the substance-like flame spirit began to mysteriously burn on his palm.

Looking at the burning flame spirits and the thousands of flamers on the Dou Ling Platform, I held my breath and felt momentarily quiet.

"This... Yanling can actually burn?"

"No, there is a ghost in the flame spirit in this giant pillar of flame stone!"