Yan Ling fantasy world

"Little guy, don't hide around. When we meet old friends, why don't you come out and say hello?"

The soul of the Suzaku spirit demon flying in the air looked at the Qianxiu golden hoop above Yan Ling'er's head, a kind smile appeared on his face, and a touch of invisible power flickered out.

The eighth layer of Qianxiu Golden Hoop flashes with light.

Xiao Qianxiu seemed to be forced out by some kind of force.

The moment he appeared, his stubborn face raised his head and looked at the other side of his soul, as if he was deliberately avoiding the Suzaku spirit demon. However, two lines of hot tears fell from his eyes like rain.

"Gee, little guy, are you still angry?"

The soul of the Suzaku spirit demon looked at Xiao Qianxiu, and immediately showed a kind smile, looking at Xiao Qianxiu with special affection.

"Angry, I don't know you, why should I be angry? I'm just a puppy that no one wants, huh..."

"Puppy?" The Suzaku spirit demon's soul suddenly felt a sore nose and looked straight into the distance, as if it could penetrate the void and see the existence above the ground.

...

"A sneeze, a sneeze..."

"Little puppy, what's wrong with you?"

"There is a power there that makes me feel like I've seen it before for so many years. It's so strange!" The little nanny pointed at the place where Yan Ling'er was buried, frowning.

The smell of counting breaths, the feeling of déjà vu?

Xue Jingyan, Xuan Qingyi, and Long Ting all suddenly shrank their brows.

How could this little puppy feel like he was counting breaths in the Lingqu Continent?

Is it Yan Linger?

Impossible, their eyes were also looking directly at where Yan Ling'er was. Among the collapsed mountains, besides Yan Ling'er, was there anyone else?

"Counting your breaths?" Xue Jingyan turned slightly to the side and frowned slightly. At this time, she, the second demon spirit in Yan Ling'er's body, also felt an inexplicable discomfort.

I can’t explain why, but it’s true.

It's like being in a deep sleep, feeling nothing but being extremely awake.

What's there?

...

"Little guy, it is better for one person to die than for everyone to die together. Time will leave its mark and everything will be born."

"At this moment, although I fell, you were reborn."

"Don't you know there is a better choice?" Soul Power looked at Xiao Qianxiu, and in his eyes, a light flickered like a teardrop.

"die?"

"Hmph, I, the Great Sage Qianxiu, am afraid of death?"

"Old man, please stop making excuses, I will never forgive you in this life." Tears were streaming down Xiao Qianxiu's face, and he turned his back to the soul with a cry.

At this time, a golden light suddenly bloomed in Yan Ling'er's ring, and the blooming lotus suddenly broke through the Shicai Palace, blocking all the cross flames in the crumbling mountain peaks.

"boom!"

A terrifying roar resounded in the mountain peaks. In an instant, the heaven and earth vibrated, and violent cracks appeared again on the shattered mountain peaks.

Huge rocks of dozens of feet rolled down from the top of the mountain along with the soil, and the surging momentum scared the spirit monsters around and fled in all directions.

"Huh? Is it that thing?"

"Chi..." With a loud neigh, Xuejia flew over at great speed on the eagle's feet, standing beside Xue Slave, overlooking the crumbling mountains in front of him.

The eyes were full of surprise, and the charm of greed emerged.

"Blood slave, is there something inside?"

"Well, I don't know if it's the Seven-Colored Demon Palace or the Seven-Colored True Palace!"

"What?" Xuejia's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the mountain peak as if he had seen a ghost, and said in surprise: "You mean, the Seven-Colored Demon Palace that ranks thirteenth on the list of sacred weapons or the Seven-Colored True Palace that ranks eighteenth?"

He tapped the eagle lightly with his toes, and a loud roar shook the sky.

Walking in the air, the eagle under his feet jumped up, and mysteriously turned into a blood-red sword, falling into Xuejia's palm.

Taking the blood knife into hand, a lifelike image of an eagle spreading its wings appears on the handle.

"You mean, the real holy weapon?"

"A being more domineering than our blood spirit swords?"

The blood spirit sword is guided by the blood of monster beasts and built with the body of a spiritual weapon. He is so domineering that it has reached the eighth level and can even switch between monster beasts and spiritual weapons.

"Yeah!" The blood slave nodded solemnly and looked at the shattered mountain peak.

A loud roar sounded, and thousands of spirit monsters in the Longsu Mountain Range stopped abruptly, staring into the void.

The fierce gaze swept across, and the eyes of thousands of monsters were completely focused on the collapsed mountain peaks, completely enveloped...

...

The golden light, outside the Emperor Heart Lotus and the Shicai True Palace, once again submerged into the palace. At this time, she never entered the Najie again, but transformed into a girl wearing a golden flamer robe.

He raised his cheek slightly and looked at the little Qianxiu in front of him with fiery eyes, and then looked at the old man flying in the air.

A bright smile filled his face.

Compared with Xiao Qianxiu's indifference, Emperor Xinlian's performance was particularly affectionate. Although the memory of this life had made her forget about Xiao Qianxiu and the Suzaku spirit demon in front of her, that feeling was inexplicably unforgettable.

.

"Hey, does Xiaolian grow up so fast too?"

"Gee, that's not bad!"

The soul of the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon looked at the Emperor Xinlian and gave out a gentle smile. Its golden-red wings gently flapped and touched the Emperor Xinlian's head.

The latter did not avoid it at all, and even enjoyed it a bit.

He raised his cheek slightly, waiting for the soul of the Suzaku spirit demon to touch his cheek.

"Humph, not bad?"

"What's good about him is that he is an idiot and has no memory at all... all the hatred from back then has been forgotten..."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Xiao Qianxiu frowned.

He gently wiped away the crystal clear tears with his small paws, looked at Yu Di Xin Lian, and felt an inexplicable displeasure rising in his heart.

While talking, Emperor Xinlian and Xiao Qianxiu seemed to have known each other for a long time.

Moreover, looking at the eyes of Emperor Xinlian looking at Xiao Qianxiu, there seemed to be a sense of admiration. Likewise, Xiao Qianxiu's eyes looking at Emperor Xinlian gradually became softer.

The tears I wiped away suddenly appeared again.

Looking at the little Qianxiu, Emperor Xinlian, and Suzaku spirit demon in front of them, the souls let out a pleasant laugh.

"Giggle... I miss it so much. I miss the days when we were wandering in the fantasy world of Yanling together. It's a pity that we can't go back!" The Suzaku Spirit Demon raised his cheek slightly and looked at the top of the Shicai True Palace.

The look of loss was fleeting, and he smiled: "However, I am very happy to see you reborn again after many years."

"Although, I still can't protect you all."

"Of you who survived, some are willing to see me, and some are not willing to see me."

"But the matter has come to this, and we have no choice!" As the Suzaku spirit demon spoke, the fourth-floor tower door of Qianxiu Golden Hoop actually opened slightly, and Xiao Wu's head slowly stretched out.

Looking at the soul flying in the air, his eyes were blank.

"Xiao Qianxiu, do you think so?"

Regarding the words of the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon, Xiao Qianxiu did not say anything this time. His face wet with tears, he slowly turned sideways and looked at Yukong's soul, with the corners of his mouth trembling slightly.

"This man will pass away, but spring will come again after thousands of years."

"We must learn to look forward, and you should not dwell on the present..."

The soul of the Suzaku spirit demon flicked on Little Qianxiu's head.

"All things reincarnate. I don't want you to live in hatred, but I also don't want you to die in vain. We carry the spirit of the Flame God and will eventually fight for the illusion world."

"The future of the illusion world needs you, and the light of the illusion world still needs you to protect it!"

"If my death can be exchanged for future opportunities, then why not?"

As he said that, the soul of the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon looked at the unconscious Yan Ling'er, a warm smile appeared on his cheeks, and he seemed extremely satisfied with Yan Ling'er's performance.

However, Yan Ling'er didn't know this situation yet.

However, Xiao Qianxiu's body began to tremble slightly as he listened to the words of the Suzaku Spirit Demon's soul, and the smile on Emperor Xinlian's face gradually faded. Even the little puppy on the ground looked inexplicably sad.

"Little puppy, why are you crying?"

"Crying?"

"Did I cry?" The little puppy held his paws and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He didn't know why he was facing the current scene.

But those tears seemed to be uncontrollable.

"Guard, I don't protect anything. If you die...if you die, there will be nothing. If you die, there will be nothing. In the fantasy world, your breath will no longer exist. Just like him, he is the same."

So stupid..."

"I experienced it once, and I don't want to experience it a second time, let alone a third time..."

"Him?"

"He is happy, isn't he?"

"Xiao Qianxiu, please help me. You know, right now, there is no choice. If he also dies, you will also spend your time in the ruins of the illusion world."

"In that case, all our efforts would be wasted, wouldn't it?"

No one present could understand the conversation between the soul of the Suzaku spirit demon and Xiao Qianxiu. Even Emperor Xinlian and Xiao Wu were confused and at a loss.

"Hmph, it's a waste..."

Xiao Qianxiu's raised eyes suddenly looked directly at the Suzaku spirit demon flying in the air, and their eyes met each other, all hazy.

"Before, I had no choice."

"Now, I have a choice, why should I listen to you? You can devour his soul, occupy his body, and then destroy the holy demon, and everything will be over, right?"

Xiao Qianxiu's sudden fierceness caused his breath to freeze instantly.

Shrouded in depression, a chill spread all over my body.

The soul of the Suzaku spirit demon looked at Xiao Qianxiu and smiled slightly.

Without retorting, he lightly flapped his wings, looked at Yan Ling'er who was collapsed on the ground, and said with a smile: "His resurrection ten thousand years ago just gave you a chance to be reborn."

"Now, we have to borrow a chicken to lay eggs?"

"If so, what's the difference between us and them?"

"I don't care. I just want you to live. What does the life and death of other people have to do with me? Who else can support me in the future except you?"

"Look at his talent, how good it is. Jie Chen, who is less than ten years old, has a Supreme Realm Glazed Body!"

"How could he be like this if it weren't for the opportunity you gave him? It's the opportunity you gave him. Even a dog can't be worse than him!"

"Xiao Qianxiu, you know, even if you really do this, you will only get rid of those bloody disasters. I...can't live again, you know very well!"

"I don't know!"

"No, you know better..."

The demon spirit of the Suzaku spirit demon looked at Xiao Qianxiu. Under his questioning, the latter had already crawled to the ground and began to cry violently, with tears flowing down like rain.

"You know, even if I forcefully occupy this body, how many years can I control it?"

"One year, two years, or three years?"

"This man dies and springs again after thousands of years. Little Qianxiu, you knew all this when you showed him your eyes, didn't you?"

"You will grow up with him, walk out of the ruins of this illusory world, and step back into the Yanling Capital."

"You will overturn the laws of this illusion world and truly become the master of the illusion world, right?"

"Hey... I know, but I can't accept it. I can't accept it. You are a god! A god!"

"How could it be possible to perish like this!"

Little Qianxiu's cry lingered in this dark space, and at the same time, his body began to mysteriously become illusive.

"roar!"

"roar!"

At this time, outside the Shicai True Palace, the roar of the spirit demon became increasingly clear. Outside the True Palace, it was like the earth was being turned over layer by layer.

Looking at the little Qianxiu who was gradually becoming illusory, the soul of the Suzaku spirit demon finally showed a happy smile.

At this time, his soul gradually became illusory, gradually merged with Xiao Qianxiu's body, and then floated towards Yan Ling'er's body.

It was at this time that Donglin, Xiaowu, and Qingluan stepped out of Qianxiu's golden hoop and looked at the illusory soul power, their eyes showing respect.

"Congratulations to the God!"

In the Qianxiu golden hoop, a shadowy light flickers in the void...

And when the illusory souls of Xiao Qianxiu and the Suzaku Spirit Demon submerged into Yan Ling'er's body.

Yan Linger's fingers tugged slightly.

His closed eyes suddenly opened. He was halfway to the second level of the Supreme Realm. His aura suddenly increased sharply, and a terrifying coercion emitted from the Shicai True Palace...