Yan Ling fantasy world

"Qingyi, you don't have to worry, Ling'er and the others have made such a choice, I'm afraid they have their own considerations."

"When the Thunder Tribulation falls, you, Long Ting, Little Nanny and the others should go together to absorb the baptismal power of the Supreme Tribulation. As for the blood disasters caused by Moro, leave them to me!" Xue Jingyan gently teased a scattered strand.

Red hair and a slight smile on her face.

Xuan Qingyi looked at Xue Jingyan and nodded slightly.

Although the current scene was not favorable to Yan Ling'er, the pure power contained in the Supreme Thunder Tribulation was of no more benefit to her.

"roar!"

The thunder calamity roared, and among the surging thunder clouds, the two thunder calamities in the form of the golden lotus and the red bird split apart and looked at each other.

In an instant, the two of them showed no sign of fear.

Emperor Xinlian's Supreme Thunder Tribulation actually looked at each other with Yan Ling'er's Transformation Thunder Tribulation. This kind of power was truly terrifying.

"roar!"

At this moment, in the place covered by the Emperor's Heart Lotus, a tearing roar came from between the branches and leaves of the Emperor's Heart Lotus.

The next breath, a young man walked out slowly through the air. The golden-red Flamer robe covered his powerful muscle lines. His handsome face was even more old-fashioned. Behind him, there was a golden-red spirit bird.

Flying behind.

The power of fire transforms, the Suzaku spirit demon, the state of transformation, the first level of spirit!

"Huh? That's..."

Xuan Qingyi and Long Ting looked at the flying Suzaku, who was about 10 feet tall. They were surprised. After decades of getting along, they never knew that Yan Ling'er also raised a living Suzaku spirit demon!

"One Level of Spirit, the unique spirit-transforming skill of a powerful person in the Transformation Realm!"

"Spirit transformation skill? First level spirit?"

Long Ting and Xuan Qingyi exclaimed at the same time, they had never come into contact with a powerful person of this level in the Huazun Realm, and there was no record of it even in the ancient books of Lingqu Continent.

The ability to transform into a spirit, a level one spirit, was something they had never known before.

"When you pass through the tribulation in the Huazun realm, you will face three major tribulations."

"After every major tribulation, there is a qualitative leap in strength. Not only that, it is also accompanied by the ability to transform into spirits!"

"Spiritual transformation?"

"What Yan Ling'er transformed into is the Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon?"

"right!"

"Why?"

"Shake the dice, random."

"Holy shit, it can still be like this!" Long Ting, the little puppy's eyes popped out, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

Seeing the two of them like this, Xue Jingyan smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about this, your transformation must be the Azure Dragon Celestial Demon Clan and the Chaos Celestial Emperor Dragon."

"The demon race is different from the human race."

"Oh, that's good. Otherwise, if I turned into a cat and a dog came out, I wouldn't be so angry."

The little puppy patted his chest and said with a smile, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, it's not all true. If you are unlucky and mutate, there may still be cats and dogs, haha..."

"I'm sorry, how can I still do this?"

"All things in the world have spirits. Their strength and realm have been cultivated through countless realms. This kind of mutation can be said to be unique, so you don't have to worry too much." Xue Jingyan teased the little milk dog in surprise, making

The latter's complexion suddenly changed.

However, after saying that, she looked at Yan Ling'er in front of her again, with a faint smile on her face, and whispered: "For the first time, he was lucky. The first level spirit turned out to be the Suzaku spirit demon ranked ninth in the Ten Thousand Demons Record. I don't know.

What happens next!”

"In the illusion world, there are countless strong people who have fallen in this realm, making it impossible to break through to the holy realm."

Xue Jingyan looked at the young man and recalled Yan Ling'er ten thousand years ago in her mind.

At that time, he was in the Transformation Realm.

One spirit, golden gun!

The Second Level Spirit, the Sky-Swallowing Giant Ape, and the Ten Thousand Demons Record ranked twenty-third.

Threefold spirit, waste spirit.

It is precisely because of this that Yan Ling'er, who was born ten thousand years ago, has been in the Huazun realm for many years.

However, with a golden gun and a double spirit of a sky-devouring giant ape, Yan Ling'er was able to thrive in the Yanling Imperial Capital.

But now, Yan Ling'er's first level spirit has directly transformed into a Suzaku spirit demon ranked ninth in the Ten Thousand Demons Record.

Compared with the previous life, it can be said that it is much, much stronger.

However, if there is a problem with the last two levels, it will also have great restrictions on Yan Ling'er's future, just like the third level of waste spirit ten thousand years ago.

The reason for the birth of a useless spirit is usually to voluntarily give up the last major tribulation and survive. As for Yan Ling'er, it is obviously impossible to be caused by voluntary giving up.

A frontal blow, received with all one's strength, and in the end a useless spirit was born.

It really makes Yan Ling'er extremely uncomfortable, but he has never been a person who refuses to admit defeat!

Even if he has a useless spirit, he can still make his way in the Yanling Imperial Capital!

"Ling'er, come on!"

The girl clenched her fingers tightly, and the Liyuan Pen exuded a faint flaming power in her hand.

"Xiaolian..."

Yan Ling'er, holding the golden gun in his hand, looked down at the Baizhang Emperor's Heart Lotus, his eyes showing a look of relief. At this moment, Yan Ling'er was still in the physical body of a god, and his voice was full of vicissitudes of life.

Amidst the call, the branches and leaves of the Emperor's Heart Lotus trembled slightly, and the girl's figure slowly appeared above the lotus, looking up with hazy eyes.

"Lord God...Lord God!"

There is heat in his gaze.

Looking at the girl, "Yan Ling'er" reached out with one hand, and an invisible big hand descended from the sky and flicked the Emperor's Heart Lotus.

"boom!"

Above the sky, two terrifying thunderbolts descended suddenly, swooping down like lightning.

"My friend, we can only meet again in the next life!"

A smile appeared on the corner of "Yan Ling'er's" mouth, and immediately, the big hand disappeared, and then looked into the void with a firm gaze.

At this moment, the girl's figure of the Emperor's Heart Lotus disappeared in an instant, and the hundred-foot Emperor's Heart Lotus rose into the sky against the void.

"Old man, you... don't say anything. See you in the next life. Protect your soul. I... I haven't let you die yet!"

At the moment when the lightning disaster fell, another childish voice sounded in Yan Ling'er's body, and the words were full of reluctance and unwillingness.

"Gee...thank you for meeting you in my previous life!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yan Ling'er's mouth, and with a flick of his palm, the light bloomed on the golden gun. A strong spiritual power instantly enveloped the head of the golden gun and radiated out. Immediately, it broke through the air and headed towards the golden thunder...

"God...Lord God..."

Looking at the departing figure, the little puppy suddenly burst into tears, and the black figure burst out of the sky, heading straight towards Yan Ling'er...

At this moment, all the injuries and thunder disasters were completely forgotten by the little puppy. He rushed out at a high speed without caring about his own life, just to hold on to the thing he wanted to leave behind the most.

"Little puppy!"

…

The little milk dog's sudden and unusual behavior made Xue Jingyan, Long Ting and others startled. By the time they tried to stop it, it was too late.

The black figure of the little milk dog, as if going crazy, has reached the core of the thunder tribulation.

The golden lotus falling from the sky and the figure of the Suzaku divine bird also collided with the Emperor Heart Lotus and Yan Ling'er below.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Double thunder disasters exploded at the same time, and the terrifying power of thunder set off a huge heat wave that raged.

"Dilong..."

There was a low voice in the middle of the thunderstorm, and the figure of the little puppy was immediately thrown away.

That thin body looked so small in the huge heat wave of thunder, like a fallen leaf flying out of the land of thunder sea...

"Little puppy!"

Looking at the unbearable little puppy, Xuan Qingyi let out a loud shout, spread his wings, and the extremely hot and cold power emitted in the air, and the figure quickly moved towards the direction of the puppy.

In the heat wave of thunder power, he caught the little milk dog with one hand.

"hiss…"

The power of thunder from the thunder tribulation was constantly washing over their bodies, and the feeling of soaring power also emanated from their bodies.

In the center of the thunder sea, at the moment when the Supreme Thunder Tribulation landed, the body of the Emperor Heart Lotus instantly disintegrated, and countless branches and leaves flew away with the heat wave of the thunder. In one breath, the Longsu Mountain Range turned into a golden ocean, and the scattered golden dust

Like falling golden snowflakes.

In an instant, the auras of countless demonic beasts in the Longsu Mountain Range surged, and the horror of the Supreme Thunder Tribulation was vividly displayed on Emperor Xinlian.

"roar!"

A roar tearing through the sky sounded in the void.

Countless demonic beasts looked at the center of the thunder sea with blazing eyes, especially those low-level first- and second-level beasts as well as those flame beasts that had not yet gathered their demonic spirits.

At this moment, there was a complete breakthrough, the number of which was probably ten thousand.

"this…"

Xuehe looked at the cheers in the mountains, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Um?"

The blood slaves looked back, and Xue He shuddered. The scene they wanted to see really happened.

However, at the same time, the scene that I least expected to see happened simultaneously.

Under the sea of ​​thunder, the young man stood upright and fought with a golden gun in his hand, his eyes calm, like a god of war.

"Lord God..."

Yan Linger whispered softly.

The palm of his hand lightly grasped the void, and countless little marks, like new ashes, fell into his palm from the air.

These are all the soul marks of the Lord God, but they are already broken existences. To be precise, these marks are not even souls. At most, they can only be said to be the "ashes" of the soul.

Looking at these marks, a sad apology appeared on Yan Linger's face.

"Lord God, I'm sorry. To this day, I still need your help. I dare not forget your great kindness."

Yan Ling'er clenched her palms tightly, stretched out one hand, and a dark incense burner appeared in her palm.

Fifth-grade spiritual weapon, Dark Spirit Furnace!

This is also the best incense burner Yan Linger has produced.

"Honored God, for the time being, I can only make you live here. One day, I will replace you with a better one, and I will do my best to revive you."

Then, the "ashes" of the god's soul were carefully placed in the incense burner.

As soon as he covered his hands, the incense burner disappeared into thin air.

Then one hand passed through the air, and among the crumbling mountain peaks, a weak body was slowly lifted up in the palm of the illusory hand. Looking at the little guy in front of him, Yan Ling'er's face showed a strong expression of gratitude.

"Ahem...boy, remember what you said today, I'm going to rest!"

Under Yan Ling'er's sight, little Qianxiu turned into a stream of light and submerged into Qianxiu's golden hoop.

The moment he submerged, several sobbing voices sounded inside Qianxiu's golden hoop.

"Don't worry, I will remember what I said today!"

Looking at Xiao Qianxiu leaving, a soft smile appeared on Yan Linger's face.

At the last moment of the second great catastrophe, it was Xiao Qianxiu who filtered out a lot of the killing power of thunder with his body, allowing De Shenzun to leave the last trace of his soul. Although it is rare, it has this little soul "ashes"

", after all, the deity never completely disappeared from this illusionary world.

As long as there are residues, there is a theoretical possibility, although this possibility is infinitely close to zero.

But it is also Xiao Qianxiu’s last glimmer of hope.

What he said about remembering today was naturally about resurrecting the god.

No need for him to say more, Yan Ling'er has already confirmed in his heart that he does not dare to forget the deity's great kindness...

"call!"

Yan Ling'er breathed out softly, and then looked at the thunder sea in the void. The rolling thunder tribulation had surged again, and the second thunder tribulation of the Emperor's Heart Lotus had solidified in the void.

"Emperor Heart Lotus..."

"I'm fine, Thunder Tribulation Extract, it couldn't be better..."

"Okay, that's it, the third level, let me see how awesome it is."

The golden spear stood in the void, and above Yan Ling'er's head, the second spirit slowly emerged...