Yan Ling fantasy world

Inside the mountain peak, there was a slight smile, and a stream of red light passed over the hill, heading straight towards the direction of the blood slave.

"My dear, hehe, that's interesting!"

As he flicked his fingers and chuckled, the stream of light roared towards him. A fist filled with golden-red mysterious power broke through the golden-red stream of light and suddenly attacked the blood slave's cheek.

If this punch were to hit, the blood slave's head would be shattered into pieces in an instant.

He raised his cheek slightly and looked at the fist that was close at hand. A slight smile appeared on the tiger's face. He raised his palm slightly and clenched his fist suddenly. The tiger-shaped claws instantly covered the entire fist. At the place close to him, a golden-red fist appeared.

Go away with a bang.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and the space was shattered. With the fist as the center, shattered ripples spread all over the sky, and streaks of golden-red lightning shot out across the sky.

Like thunder and lightning, it makes this space bright.

In the place of collision, the blood slave, Yan Ling'er's two cheeks flashed in the electric light, like the death gaze of a ghost possessed.

The violent collision of forces swept through the Longsu Mountains in an instant, and countless spirit monsters were stunned.

"What level of power confrontation is this?"

"Half step to the second level of supreme realm?"

"Supreme Realm?" There is no clear distinction between spirits and monsters.

"I'm sorry, how can this guy hide his strength so well?"

The little puppy stood there blankly, looking up into the void. The dazzling light produced by the collision had completely covered up the scarlet moon. Even he was dignified by the collision of such forces.

At least, at this stage, it is extremely difficult for him to face such a confrontation!

He tapped his lips lightly with his tongue, his excitement was palpable, and his inner desire for a strong man began to surge in his lazy sea of ​​consciousness at this moment.

But, he forgot.

From the moment he woke up, Yan Ling'er worked hard and struggled for it all the way from Fengqi City, Fayu City, to Shengzhou Holy City, and the Nine-Tailed Tianzun Tomb in Fox Territory.

His strength increased steadily and steadily step by step until he reached the half-step to the second level of the Supreme Master at the Tomb of the Nine-Tailed God.

But he had been lazily hiding in Qianxiu's golden hoop and sleeping soundly.

For his current achievements, he must also thank the Netherworld Chaos Beast for giving him a satisfying meal in the tomb of the Nine-Tailed God.

"Jie Jie...it seems I have to work hard too."

"However, for the moment, it's better to eat and drink, and then fall down after doing it!"

After saying that, the little puppy grabbed a large piece of dragon flesh with its tiny dragon claws, opened its big mouth, and took a fierce bite.

Such an appearance made the natural earthly dragon demon spirit hanging beside him feel a faint pain.

"I am standing here, just hanging a dinner plate, just for food?" Only he himself knows the pain in the heart of the born spiritual dragon.

The little puppy, who was still trembling in his heart just now, now even the curious look on his face was fleeting.

What's beyond the ordinary half-step to the second level of the Supreme Realm, what's a big fight, what's unreasonable and unreasonable, and has nothing to do with me?

Having enough to eat and drink, and then falling down after having sex is how I want to live.

He swallowed the dragon meat in his hand in one gulp, and then looked at the natural spiritual dragon hanging high with his evil eyes. The dragon's claws were hung from top to bottom, and a large piece of scarlet dragon meat fell down.

Sitting paralyzed among the trees, holding hands with one hand, she glanced at Xue Jingyan, who was flicking the Liyuan pen in the void.

"My goddess, when will you be able to sense my presence?"

A touch of sadness, a bit of melancholy, if you have wine, it will be perfect.

On the branch, Xuan Qingyi stood in the air. Long Ting looked at the sad look of the little puppy and grinned. At this time, the puppy looked very much like a lover, but unfortunately, the lover was in the wrong place.

The great formation in the ten-mile land of flames, with its bloody beauty, the tide of heaven-level beasts could not even reach the five-mile range.

Fighting against a tide of heaven-level beasts by one person can be described as extremely domineering.

At the same time, it was precisely this kind of battle that cast a mysterious veil over Xue Jingyan, who was tirelessly wielding the Liyuan pen.

How could such a strong man be in a declining continent like Lingqu Continent?

"Today's battle, I'm afraid he will still win or lose!" Looking up, he saw the electric light flashing ten miles away, and the direct collision between the two figures was full of passion.

...

"Supreme Glazed Body?"

In the light and shadow of the fists clashing, the blood slave shone through the electric flash, looking at Yan Ling'er's face, the transparent color became more and more obvious, and his brows also wrinkled slightly.

"Thank you for your gift!"

Looking at the latter, Yan Ling'er grinned. Just now, the blood slave used a holy skill called Cross Flame Kill to remove the last impurities from his body.

Now, his body is as clear and transparent as glass.

This is the Supreme Glazed Body.

In terms of physical strength alone, he has truly crossed the half-step to the second level of the Supreme Realm and reached the Liuli Realm of the Little Senior Realm. It is precisely because of this that his strength has made great progress.

The Glazed Realm is an existence that can only be touched if the physical body has truly reached the Xiaozun Realm or above.

Once achieved, you will have the Supreme Glazed Body.

The Supreme Glazed Body, the true supreme state of the body!

When Yan Ling'er went through forty-five Nirvana rebirths at Xuankong Peak, the hundred meridians and ten meridians had reached the edge of the Glazed Realm. Unfortunately, in the past practice, the realm was always too low, and he could not develop this almost supreme glazed body to the fullest extent.

Extreme.

And now, with the appearance of the blood slave, he not only removed the last impurity from the meridians with one blow, reached the glazed realm, and possessed the supreme glazed body, but also showed the power of the supreme glazed body to the extreme through fighting with him.

Now that he has the Supreme Glazed Body, he has the power to fight even if he meets Shengxuan.

However, if Shengxuan has completely mastered the sacred bones, then that has to be discussed separately.

After all, a body with holy bones has absolute restraint on the Supreme Glazed Body.

The collision and defeat of the two are inevitable.

But at the moment, it is an excellent method for blood slaves.

"Supreme Glazed Body, haha, I'm worthy of your words of honor."

"But, it's been ten thousand years, because of you."

"I have carried the name of the Holy Seed of Heaven for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, do you know how I have lived for ten thousand years?"

"Right now, just use your head to sacrifice my shameful reputation."

The blood slave's calm tiger face showed a stern smile in his words. The blood-red color of his eyes suddenly bloomed, and scarlet light suddenly emerged from the pupils.

Pierced the void and headed straight towards Yan Linger's pupils.

The distance was so close that the blood slave had complete confidence in his success. The same was true for his smile, which was particularly formidable.

"Blood disaster?"

Looking at the blood-red red light that was amplifying rapidly, Yan Ling'er's cold voice sounded.

However, he not only did not dodge the blood disaster, but instead swung his golden-red glazed fist between his hands and hit the blood slave directly in the face.

Ignore the bloody disaster and face the attack directly, but still give a real punch. It can only be described as a bloody two sons.

The bloody nature was Yan Ling'er's label thousands of years ago. However, after being reborn in this life, he had too many worries, and the bloody nature only appeared at an age that did not match his age.

"Bang!"

The blood slave's face immediately twisted and deformed at the banging sound, but his blood-red eyes showed no trace of pain or panic.

Blood Bane is a skill that has been tried and tested many times. Although it is not a holy skill, it is better than a holy skill.

Once caught, not to mention the Supreme Realm, it is the Holy Realm, and only I can control it.

bass!

With one punch, the blood slave's body was like a heavy cannonball, hitting the collapsing mountain below.

"boom!"

As the figure fell to the ground, a loud noise resounded through the Longsu Mountains, the ground shook, and the mountain peaks collapsed.

For a moment, the Longsu Mountain Range seemed to be still.

As everyone knows, the moment the blood slave flew out, bright blood-red flame patterns flashed in Yan Ling'er's pupils.

Blood pattern, Xue Jingyan’s origin pattern power.

At this moment, it plays a big role.

"Hiss!" The blood disaster touched the blood lines, and a sound like burning hair sounded out. In one breath, the blood slave's blood disaster was not only completely absorbed by the moment, but even the power in the blood disaster was burned away by the blood lines.

These methods are extremely cunning.

At this moment, under the scarlet moon in the distance, a tiger-faced man saw the blood slave being knocked away by Yan Ling'er's punch. There was a solemn look in his eyes, and the figure unconsciously took half a step back.

"Has your strength gotten stronger?"

The tiger-faced man's voice was extremely low, but even these subtle movements and words fell into Yan Ling'er's perception.

Looking back suddenly, his eyes were pointed at one of the many tiger-faced men. Their eyes met, and the corners of Yan Ling'er's mouth raised slightly.

"It's you!"

Just by looking at each other for a moment, Yan Ling'er knew that the guy who sneaked up on him in the forest today and made him fall into a deep sleep was this tiger-faced man.

Grinning, he raised his palm slightly and passed it under his neck.

After the killing gesture, a fierce killing intent filled the air.

The blood disaster that can confuse his spiritual power at the level of a great master is definitely not ordinary. If he is not careful during the battle and is controlled by it, the danger will be unimaginable.

And such a dangerous guy, with Yan Linger's behavior style, will never let him leave alive.

"Fifth level fire skill, nine layers of overlapping shadows!"

"Fifth-grade fire skill, green radish entanglement!"

Yan Ling'er's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, in the void, densely packed golden-red pothos were like huge pythons, raging towards the tiger-faced man.

After one look at each other, they took action directly, domineeringly!

The tiger-faced man with the eagle on his feet looked at Yan Ling'er who was so domineering, and his face darkened. He drove the eagle back at a high speed. At the same time, countless sacred patterns appeared out of thin air at the place of exit.

"Haha, Saint Pattern Master?"

Looking at the tiger-faced man who retreated and the sacred pattern that emerged out of thin air, Yan Ling'er smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the golden-red green radish that rushed out suddenly stopped and turned into countless golden-red light spots and disappeared into the void.

Once tested, the result changes.

Holy Pattern Master, if this is the case, there is no reason to kill him today.

Because, facing the Holy Pattern Master, he did not panic. During the day, he was just immersed in the chat between Xue Jingyan and Xuan Qingyi, which gave him an opportunity.

What's more, just when the blood slave was being blasted, he called out to show his strength.

Facing the Venerable, one punch will never solve the problem.

And he must treat it with all his strength. After all, he is no longer the same person he was ten thousand years ago, and the blood slave is not the blood slave ten thousand years ago.

However, it is perfect to use him to complete the training of the Supreme Glazed Body.

"boom!"

With a roar, a hundred-foot-long red dragon rose into the sky from the collapsing mountain. On the side of the horns above his head, the blood slave stood tall and straight. At this moment, his face had been obviously deformed. This situation was clearly caused by the dislocation of the facial bones.

Looking at the blood slave who was overlooking him, Yan Ling'er's eyes showed a hint of teasing.

I saw the blood slave's tiger claws lightly supporting his chin, lifting it slightly, "Crack!" The sound of bones moving was heard, and the blood-red eyes looked at Yan Ling'er again, the smell of bloodlust filling the air.

"Venerable Ling'er, your strength is pretty good!"

"However, compared with ten thousand years ago, it is much different."

"Jiejie...you have tried your strength."

"Now, let's try my strength!"

The blood slave's cold words showed absolute domination, and then, the color of clear glass gradually appeared on the tiger's face.

"Supreme Glazed Body!"