Yan Ling fantasy world

The darkest cave turns into countless fragments in one breath.

Such scenes are so spectacular.

When the ice picks with true meaning and mental power in his hands were instantly shattered, Venerable Bozhong, who retreated quickly, immediately sensed the changes in the cave, and a pale look appeared on his illusory soul face.

At this time, his breath was extremely weak.

While staggering, trying hard to control the little nine-tailed body, he already looked embarrassed.

Now, we have to face a second attack that is completely out of control and has completely shattered the cave.

Falling became the only possibility.

Deep in the soul, an extremely cold air instantly filled the air, and the chance of survival dropped to freezing point.

At this moment, Venerable Bozhong began to regret using the true meaning of ice, if he had retained this power in the beginning.

How wonderful it would be to save yourself at this time.

It's a pity that there is no reincarnation in heaven and earth. Accept the reality and face the soul soaked in despair.

However, in an instant, in the cave filled with falling ice, Venerable Bozhong saw the figure of the young man through the cracks in the ice.

From the young man's eyes, he could not see a trace of life, they were completely empty.

Just like the beautiful girl I saw before.

"Huh?"

With a slight sigh, Venerable Bozhong seemed to understand everything.

After this duel, although his own soul power was severely damaged, the boy who collided with it seemed to be even more seriously injured.

Moreover, with his current posture, he may have completely lost consciousness.

Such an ending made him desperate and finally saw a chance to survive.

In an instant, ecstatic, arrogant, and manic laughter emerged in the cave, with lingering sounds echoing.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. This situation and scene are so suitable.

Looking from a distance, the young man's figure gradually collapsed towards the back. The brothers and souls were full of excitement and laughed wildly.

"Dead? Haha..."

"Today, I am here, I am the King of Heaven, I am the King of Heaven!"

"Ahem..."

The arrogant words merged with laughter and echoed in the cave.

At this moment, Venerable Bo Zhong seemed to have crossed the torrent of eternity and stepped onto the pinnacle of power in the fantasy world.

However, the decline in spiritual strength forced Venerable De Bozhong to face reality.

Violent dry coughs came out one after another, and the white soul marks that represented the power of the soul were now illusory and almost ethereal.

He knew that before him, this was his only chance to be reborn.

It is also the only opportunity to walk out of this cave and the tomb of the Nine-Tailed God.

Faced with such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could he, with his spiritual knowledge, let it go?

He looked back at the little Kyuubi wrapped in the mark, and a smile appeared.

"I never thought that five years ago, I would borrow your body and walk out of the tomb of the Nine Heavenly Lords."

"Five years have passed, and I still borrow your body to return to the tomb of the Nine-Tailed God."

"Not only has my strength improved, but my luck has also exploded."

"Huya, tell me, should I thank you or hate you, haha..."

"I'm afraid you never thought that in just five years, I would recover to this point. Maybe I should thank you."

"Thank you for giving me a chance to be reborn, and thank you for giving me to her body."

"It's a pity that the result you expected was completely defeated by the pedantry of your own people."

"Laying the foundation is ridiculous and pedantic to say! Haha..."

Bo Zhong's laughter was full of excitement.

And his gaze, staring into the depths of the cave, was full of complex emotions, a monologue filled with countless sorrows.

And deep in the cave, Fox Ya seems to be living there.

After a moment of silence, Bo Zhong's illusory soul imprint looked at the completely unconscious little Kyuubi in front of him, as if looking at a handicraft that he had painstakingly crafted.

The next breath, the look on Xiao Jiuwei's face suddenly became fierce.

A solemn voice sounded in the void: "Now, it's up to you to carry me on the last journey!"

"The soul comes out of the heart, and the soul returns to the form!"

The ethereal soul power emits a faint white light in the soul marks around the little nine tails.

The last ray of Bo Zhong's spiritual power was also peeled off from the soul mark.

Although it is as free as a thin thread, it is thick and powerful.

The mental power was withdrawn, and the white soul marks around him completely disappeared into the void.

The sustenance I had relied on for five years finally disappeared.

But the spiritual power that was as free as a thin thread did not stay in the void, and went straight into the seemingly weak body of Little Nine Tails.

After a breath, the little Kyuubi, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes again.

The dark pupils were then shrouded in scarlet color.

"call!"

With a soft cry and a slight movement of the fox's claws, Venerable Bozhong felt this familiar body, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

He gently twitched the corner of his mouth and said with happy words: "Although this kind of power is far from being able to fight with it, it is just right for controlling this body."

A smile appeared on his cheeks, and then he raised his head slightly and pointed his gaze directly in the direction of Yan Ling'er. The ultimate greed was revealed in his determined eyes.

"The power of the source pattern belongs to me after all!"

With a whisper, the petite snow-white little Kyuubi's petite body.

Taking one step forward, relying on the lightness of his body, he stepped on thousands of falling ice cubes and flew towards Yan Linger's direction at high speed.

Along the way, I could clearly hear the arrogant laughter of the Venerable Bo Zhong in the void.

And inside the cave, countless flame patterns not only exude the terrifying power of the source patterns, making the void tremble.

At the same time, a bright light is also released, shining on the body of Xiao Jiuwei. The picture is as beautiful as a fantasy world.

The distance between Xiao Jiuwei and Yan Ling'er is only a hundred feet, and they step on thousands of ice cubes, which come from time to time.

Looking at the face of the young man so close at hand, at this moment, his breath was suspended, and he was on a thin line between life and death.

With such a posture, it was obviously impossible to stop him from moving forward again. A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Jiuwei's mouth.

He knew that the power he wanted was within easy reach.

The fox claws stretched out, full of expectation, and he opened the body that disgusted him, hoping to see the body that contained endless unknown power.

However, just when his fox claws were about to touch the young man's body, a delicate jade hand as white as snow poked out from behind the young man from the gap between his arm and abdomen.

Then, he hugged the young man in front of him tightly.

Turning his body, his flawless cheek appeared in his sight.

"Origin pattern, body, everything is ready?"

I thought it was just an illusion, but between my hands, the fox claws reached out again and stroked towards the flawless cheek in front of me.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch, the young man's cheek turned slightly, and Venerable Bozhong's fox claws brushed against the young man's cheek.

The bodies of the two also formed a staggered and confrontational posture in an instant, with their eyes facing each other.

At this moment, the girl's pupils were no longer empty, but full of affection, like the spring breeze blowing on her face, the ripples of willow branches beside the lake, refreshing.

At this moment, Venerable Bo Zhong seems to have seen that a longing love story is continuing to be written.

At such a moment, Venerable Bozhong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "You, you actually have a soul?"

"No...not a dream?"

Looking back again, the space within his sight was completely covered by dense flame patterns.

Everything, like a perfect situation arranged in advance, appeared in an instant.

However, in the previous situation, Lord Bozhong knew clearly that this was not a layout, but the strength of the girl in front of him.

Between the hands, tens of thousands of flame patterns appeared out of thin air. This kind of power is no longer a power that does not belong to this earth.

Why you appear here, nothing matters anymore.

Slowly closing his eyes, he stopped taking action and allowed himself to be completely enveloped by the flame patterns that covered the sky. The last bit of spiritual power in his body was pulled away at the moment when the flame patterns were wrapped up and disappeared into the unknown world.

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"Noisy!"

A sweet voice sounded in the cave.

Looking again, in the cave, the ice cubes all over the sky were instantly imprisoned. An extreme force caused the suspended colored ice cubes to dissolve quickly, without any water droplets falling, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

After a few breaths, the appearance of the rock itself appeared in the sky and the earth.

And in this piece of heaven and earth, the dense flame patterns disappeared out of thin air, and the tens of thousands of caves returned to the darkest color again.

Everything is still, everything is at peace.

Outside the tomb of the Nine-Tailed God, there is a giant "nine-tailed fox" that emits a faint light.

At this moment, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Lord's Tomb suddenly burst into light, and the rich aura of the spirit fox's power was suddenly released from the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Lord's Tomb.

In the open space in front of it, a nine-step pagoda of Shiling, which was about ten feet long, appeared out of thin air.

Following that, the tower doors opened one after another, and Little Nanny, Donglin, Xiaowu, and Qingluan all walked out through the air. Not only that, even Little Qianxiu, who was sleeping in his cage, walked out lazily.

The look of those gentle eyes is very cute.

However, when they discovered that the scene in front of them suddenly changed, their faces showed surprise.

"I'm going, what's going on?"

“What a big change of scenery!”

"Boy, that boy, Yan Ling'er, Yan Ling'er, come out quickly, what's going on..."

Among the five figures, the one who showed the strongest expression was the little Qianxiu who loved to make trouble. However, no matter how he shouted, there was no response from outside the silent tomb of the Nine-Tailed God.

At this moment, he just discovered the change in the current scene.

Everything seemed not to be simple. The sound stopped and the place returned to silence. Xiao Qianxiu stared at the tomb of the Nine-Tailed God with light blooming in front of him, with a complicated look on his face.

Yan Ling'er, the controller of Shi Ling's ninth-level pagoda, still remains in the tomb of the Nine-Tailed Tianzun.

At this time, Donglin, Little Milk Dog, Xiaowu, Qingluan, and Little Qianxiu lined up in a row, with a look of worry on their faces.

Once upon a time, they were all buried underground. Fortunately, they met Yan Linger by chance and had the chance to see the light of day again.

Who knows, happy time is always so short.

Now, if Yan Linger cannot leave, then they will stay here again.

Once you stay, it may be forever.

While staring, his breath was weak.

Suddenly, in front of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Lord's tomb, the power fluctuated again. The five figures all trembled, their eyes suddenly converged, and a ray of cyan light stepped out of the air.

"Hey, are you welcoming me?"

"Holy shit, why is it you? Damn it!"

The two extremely contradictory words made Long Ting look stunned.

However, when she turned around and looked at the tomb of Nine-Tailed Heavenly Lord, she understood everything.

He walked slowly to Xiao Qianxiu's side, stared at the waiting team, and added one more person!