Yan Ling fantasy world

Between the heaven and the earth, thousands of flamers all had horrified expressions on their faces. Looking at the holy lotus that instantly turned into countless fragments in the void, it was like seeing a peerless ferocious beast from ancient times, a peerless panic from the collapse of another world.

"What...what's going on?"

Long Xiaotian, Gu Qilin and others looked at the falling fragments, their eyes filled with fear, and asked in surprise.

In the previous battles, they had all fought against Shenghe. The latter's strength had completely entered the late stage of the real master realm, and his driver was not weak at all. However, such a strong man was completely destroyed in a matter of seconds.

How could such a scene not make their scalps numb?

With fearful and surprised eyes, they looked at the young man in front of them again. The latter's expression was as calm as the light of dawn.

Normal and natural.

Countless golden threads, under the sight of thousands of Flamers, began to glow with golden light from the invisible void, and then connected with each other to form dazzling golden threads.

Seen from a distance, it is beautiful and warm, like flowers under the sun, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Is this his method?"

Long Xiaotian looked at the young man, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, fear, fear, fear, disbelief, and complex thoughts were intertwined with each other.

"A few months ago, there was a big battle in Fayu City in Linzangzhou. The golden cage enveloped the entire city. In that battle, the Ksitigarbha Sword Gate and the Four Sacred Palaces suffered heavy losses!" Lin Qingyun's shocked eyes looked slowly in front of him.

The golden threads emerged, and there was a slight tremor in the words.

"Golden cage? What kind of existence can kill a strong man like Sheng He in an instant!"

"Eighth level fire skill, Holy Lotus Cage!"

When Lin Qingyun's voice fell, Long Xiaotian, Gu Qilin, and Sadness all fell into silence. They looked at the golden threads and couldn't say anything anymore.

"Jie Jie, eighth level fire skill."

"I didn't expect that Lingqu Continent really has such fire skills. The information about Li Zhu and Yue Shan is actually true. I have lived for hundreds of years, and today I have given you, the younger generation, a new perspective!"

Under the shock of thousands of flamers, the Holy Ancestor stepped forward and looked at the golden cage in front of him like a chasm in the illusory world with a solemn gaze. The burning eyes were like seeing an immortal treasure.

Immediately, a gloomy, cold smile appeared on his face, and he sobbed in his throat under the suffocated words.

"However, even so, none of you can leave safely today."

The Saint Ancestor's gaze went from solemn to ruthless, and under his cold smile, dark energy suddenly poured out of his body like a river overflowing.

It's like the power of a great beast from the wild to break through the seal of the illusion world, ferocious and vicious.

In one breath, the air of heaven and earth seemed to solidify under the erosion of dark black energy.

Visible to the naked eye, dark black energy adheres to the golden silk threads. The collision of the two forces and the harsh low roar resounds in the ears of thousands of flamers.

In the next breath, countless golden threads gradually disappeared visible to the naked eye.

"Corrosion! Is the dark energy corrosive?"

Looking at the gradually disappearing golden threads, terrible thoughts suddenly occurred in the consciousness of thousands of Flamers, and the emotion of fear suddenly enveloped all the Flamers present.

call out!

Seeing the dark energy emerging, the four of them, Long Xiaotian, Gu Qilin, Lin Qingyun, and Sadness, looked horrified, and without stopping at all, they flew towards Yan Linger's direction at high speed.

The half-step to the second level of supreme realm is full of power, and the horror is far beyond everyone's imagination!

Looking at the dark black energy in the sky, although the golden holy lotus cage corrodes and disappears in an instant, if a flamer unfortunately comes into contact with such power, the result will be the same as that of the holy lotus. Fortunately, under the dark black energy,

Where the Qi spreads, countless golden holy lotus cages are quickly formed.

However, when the two collided, the diffusion speed of the dark black energy was much faster than the speed of the formation. The dark black energy still eroded towards thousands of Flamers at an extremely rapid rate.

"Walk!"

Yan Ling'er, who looked at the dark energy rushing towards him with a solemn face, shouted in a low voice.

In an instant, the golden-red flame power was quietly released, and at this moment, a golden-red light appeared behind Yan Linger, and two-color wings grew out of the body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, under the golden red flame light, the Suzaku Spirit Demon's Mansion Spirit emerged out of thin air, and a threatening aura of vast stars shrouded it from the sky above the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon's Mansion Spirit.

"wing?"

"Ancient Yan Mansion?"

Looking at the extremely weird wings and the mansion spirit that was shining with a coquettish light, Huo Yi, Long Xiaotian and others' pupils suddenly shrank, and they said in surprise.

At this time, Yan Ling'er was extremely weird, not only growing wings like a demon.

Moreover, the golden-red Lingque Mansion spirit behind him is like the master of all demons, and his breath is so hot that it makes your throat hurt slightly.|

"What kind of mansion spirit is this?"

"So strong?"

At the beginning of the battle, when a strong man like Huo Yi saw Yan Ling'er showing off his talent, he made some assumptions.

Right now, everything was happening in front of my eyes, and my heart still couldn't help but twitch violently, and my throat surged with disbelief. I actually didn't listen to Yan Ling'er's words of advice for a moment.

Compared to Huo Yi and other continent masters, who also had the sadness of the ancient Yan Mansion, they were even more surprised, staring at the golden-red spirit bird.

In the latter's Yan Mansion, he couldn't see the demon species.

But the moment he appeared, the suppression from the depths of Yan Mansion made him feel suffocated.

This kind of performance can only be achieved by the suppression of Yan Mansion that is far higher than his own. And what he has is the Wanxiang Yan Mansion, which is ranked 78th on the Nine-Nine Different Mansion List, and above this, he knows that there are many

There are only three types of Yan Mansion in the Bird Clan.

One is the Green Spirit Spectral Bird ranked 68th, the other is the Nine Nether Bird ranked 23rd, and the legendary Suzaku Spirit Demon ranked 8th.

Of the above three types, the lowest one is a full ten places higher than him.

And this suffocating feeling coming from Yan Mansion made him extremely certain that the ten of them could not produce such suffocating suppression.

In this way, the sparrow behind Yan Ling'er is definitely not the Qing Ling Youli Sparrow.

When I think about this, the thoughts in my heart turn into horror!

The Nine Nether Divine Bird and the Vermilion Bird Spirit Monster, no matter which one they are, are enough for Yan Ling'er to undergo a qualitative change. Such speculation also makes it clear why he can reach the late stage of the real master realm at a young age.

Even now, he still has the courage to arm-wrestle with the Saint Ancestor who is half a step into the second level of the Supreme Realm.

Thousands of thoughts, shrouded in dark black energy, all turned into melancholy.

In less than ten years, Yan Ling'er is definitely qualified to become the strongest person in the mainland. At the age of thirty, Yan Ling'er at that time was even better than Ling'er Supreme thousands of years ago. It's a pity that now he has to be the strongest.

What I'm thinking about is how to get through this.

"Walk!"

Looking at the stagnant people, Yan Linger shouted again.

With this breath, the suddenly solidified power around him was suddenly shattered by his low voice.

Huo Yi, Long Xiaotian and others looked at Yan Ling'er. At this time, they were speechless. Knowing the gap at the moment, they all clasped their fists and bowed, looking at the Nine Provinces Army behind them. Under the release of the terrifying fire power, they led the Nine Provinces Army.

, jumped up and flew towards the outer edge of the Dou Ling Platform.

Everyone left, leaving only a few people here, as well as the majestic man holding a rusty spear in his hand, looking up at the approaching Saint Ancestor.

"Brother Yan, this spear is the highest spiritual weapon of the Lin Sect. It is a seventh-grade silver spear. Lin Zhihanzi, I hope you can return it to me face to face someday!"

Lin Lei looked at Yan Linger, who was holding a rusty spear in front of him, with a strong look of respect on his cheeks. A silver spear about ten feet long emerged from the palm of his hand, and he handed it over with both hands with a touch of solemnity.

Looking at the silver gun, Yan Linger's heart was slightly shaken.

The level of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon is equivalent to that of the spiritual weapon he used during his victory. Now, with the war approaching, he is in urgent need of a very high-grade spiritual weapon to fight. Although Lin Lei's move is not a timely help, it is also the icing on the cake.

Without the slightest courtesy, holding it in one hand, an icy chill submerged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Thanks!"

"be safe!"

Seeing Yan Ling'er holding the silver gun in his hand, Xuan Qingyi's bright eyes glowed with endless soft light, and his handsome face showed a bright smile. He shouted "safety", showing his gentleness.

Looking at Xuan Qingyi, Yan Ling'er also nodded lightly. Everyone looked at each other. Lin Lei, Xuan Qingyi and others also passed over the fighting platform at high speed and headed towards the Xuanming Palace in the second ring of the Holy City to fight.

Outside the Dou Ling Platform, although there was an encircling army dominated by the Sons of the Holy Spirit, with the addition of peak powerhouses such as Huo Yi and Long Xiaotian, the aura of the Jiuzhou army suddenly increased, and the speed of the breakout suddenly increased. There were unexpected events along the way.

A crushing gesture.

At this time, the army of Flamers surrounded by the Four Holy Palaces suffered heavy casualties.

Above the void, the Saint Ancestor looked down at the battle in the Holy City. His gaze was unwavering. He looked back at Yan Ling'er in front of him. Under his stern smile, a creepy feeling gradually rose.

"Let's go, can we go? Jie Jie..."

Under the formidable smile, the golden Holy Lotus cage finally collapsed in an instant after experiencing countless erosions. Shengxing, Jinshan, and Liqin swept out in one breath and headed towards Long Xiaotian and others.

go.

"Huo Yi, Long Xiaotian, and Gu Qilin were severely injured. You, Luo Tianqi, Sheng Lingtian and others will join together and annihilate these ignorant guys outside the Xuanming Palace!"

"yes!"

The three people who rushed out at extremely high speed gave a low shout, and with the next breath, terrifying fire power came from behind, killing all the powerful people in front of them.

At the same time, the Holy City of Hundred Rings went crazy, and countless armies of flames poured in from outside the Hundred Rings, with a shocking momentum that broke into the sky.

Seeing this, Yan Ling'er's expression did not change. On the contrary, a smile appeared on her face.

He knew that this was the last strength of the Holy Ancestor. If it could be completely annihilated, the power of the Four Holy Palaces would also be completely destroyed.

In one breath, the hundred-mile holy city became a hundred-mile battlefield.

The sounds of war and the raging collision of flames erupted among the countless buildings in this holy city. Countless pavilions and lofts collapsed in an instant. The economy and power core of the extremely luxurious Holy Continent will completely fall on this day.

"Jiejie, are you still reading?"

Dark black energy raged in the void, striking suddenly in the direction of Yan Ling'er. Sensing the change in the aura in front of him, Yan Ling'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and he jumped up into the sky, meeting the eyes of the Saint Ancestor.

"Haha, can't you?"

"Now that everyone is gone, I don't have any worries. Holy Ancestor, haha, his name is domineering. It's a pity that if you do something you shouldn't do, you have to pay the price."

"I have something else to do to deal with you, so I won't go into details."

"Emperor Xinlian, show up!"

A strange smile appeared on Yan Linger's face.

In the next breath, the broken golden threads appeared out of thin air again. This time, they were different from the previous cage construction. Instead, they continued to gather towards the place a few feet away from Yan Ling'er. The golden light was flowing between the gatherings.

, gradually solidify and bloom.

In a few breaths, where the golden light bloomed, a stunningly beautiful woman in a golden dress appeared stunningly.

Holy product, Emperor Heart Lotus!