Yan Ling fantasy world

Yan Linger was hesitant to speak, and her arrogant look was a bit businesslike.

Seeing Yan Ling'er like this, Luan Jian Lingying laughed heartily and said: "Haha, little guy, there is nothing to hide between you and me."

"One of the purposes of my coming to Lingqu Continent is to protect you."

"However, when I saw you killing the blood slaves, I knew that even if I didn't come, you would be fine, haha."

"Kill the blood slaves?" Yan Ling'er was shocked and extremely surprised. Soon, her heart warmed slightly. It turned out that secretly, she was being protected by others. She had not experienced this feeling for many years. She smiled and said: "Grandpa, you

Are you here so early?"

"Hey, you made me worry for so long."

"However, today's Lingqu Continent is no longer what it used to be."

"I'm afraid I can't do it alone. As you know, the Eight-channel Sparrow King Shixi has arrived. His strength has also entered the Transformation Realm. I can vaguely sense that there are signs of breaking through to the middle stage!"

"Just by him, I can't solve it."

"Combined with Shengxuan, Yanque and other supreme realm powerhouses, as well as the space wormhole hidden deep in the depths."

"Who knows if a strong man from the Holy Realm will come? How can I solve such a result by myself?"

Although Yan Ling'er felt warm in his heart, he was confident and not arrogant. If Shixi could come, who else would come behind him was unknown.

It's okay to face a Huazun state, but if two or three people come, even if it's him, he can only avoid their sharp edges.

And the most terrifying thing is whether the powerful ones from the Holy Realm, who are above the Huazun Realm, will come.

Once you arrive, running away is your only option.

The regret of the war ten thousand years ago, he will never let it happen again.

Luan Jian Lingying looked at the young man in front of her and naturally understood Yan Linger's words. She picked up the sake in front of her and took a sip.

"rest assured."

"This is not the Imperial Capital of Yanling." Luan Jian Lingying raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Humans, demons, and saints have been fighting in the Yanling Fantasy Realm for tens of thousands of years. It has been agreed long ago that strong men in the holy realm are not allowed to fight outside the Yanling Imperial Capital.

Because the power they control after arriving at the Holy Realm is too terrifying.

Exploring outside the Yanling Imperial Capital, the threats are absolutely phenomenal. Ancient records state that there was a demon saint who fought with the demon saint outside the illusion world. The direct result was that several continents were defeated and annihilated.

Since then, there have been no records.

And if the Holy Realm fights on the edge of the ruins of this fantasy world, I don't know how many continents will flow into the ruins.

This kind of result is not what the human race wants to see, and it is also what the demon race and the saint race don't want to see.

In this regard, such unwritten regulations are widely circulated.

But it’s also true and reliable!

And Yan Linger, who has a memory of ten thousand years, naturally knows this kind of information.

However, rules are rules, but in the countless continents of the Yanling Fantasy World, there are often bizarre and incomprehensible things.

Such phenomena are often attributed to the secret actions of the Holy Realm.

However, no one has confirmed it, and similarly, no one dares to confirm it. After all, every powerful person in the Holy Realm is not a giant, the master of heaven and earth.

Regarding Luan Jian Lingying's words, Yan Linger sighed lightly.

It seems to be a rejection of such unfulfilled regulations, or a sign of helplessness.

Luan Jian Lingying looked at Yan Ling'er's expression and understood what he was thinking again. She smiled slightly and said: "Little guy, don't worry, this time is different from the past. Father will personally monitor it. With his strength and character,

I'm afraid there are not many people in this Yanling Fantasy World who dare to disobey."

After hearing this, Yan Ling'er's anxious heart slowly turned away, and her frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed.

"However, although the Holy Realm cannot be left, the powerful ones in the Huazun Realm are not within the scope of such control. The dangers they will face in the future need to be solved by themselves." Luan Jian Lingying said with a serious face.

Without the arrival of the Holy Land, the battle in Lingqu Continent, although, is not that desperate.

But those who are powerful in the Huazun realm are also extremely difficult to deal with. They can solve it by themselves, which makes the battle here become complicated and confusing.

As he spoke, he looked at the dark space wormhole in front of him.

"Hua Zun Realm..." Yan Ling'er said in her bag.

He originally thought that the future of Lingqu Continent was only at the level of the Supreme Realm. That would be more than enough for him to face now. Unfortunately, he still underestimated the risks involved.

Between the words, an invisible pressure permeated the place.

In the distance, the powerful Ice Cave Bear clan felt the changes in the atmosphere around them, and all of them slightly retracted their bodies and shuddered.

At this time, it is extremely cold at the top of the mountain!

"call!"

"Grandpa, do you know how many powerful Transformation Masters there are in Lingqu Continent now?" Yan Ling'er took another deep breath and looked back at the old man in front of him, and asked firmly.

In his words, he showed no fear of the difficulties he would face in the future.

"How many are there?"

"Even I can't calculate it accurately, but as a rough estimate, the number of powerful Transformation Masters in Lingqu Continent should be too large to be included in one hand."

"One... one hand? You can't afford it!" Yan Ling'er asked in shock.

Counting on one hand, that is no less than five people.

On a continent on the edge of the ruins of the illusory world, as many as five Huazunjing people gathered together. Such a result is unimaginable.

I thought it was just a normal phenomenon for the Saint Slave to be here.

Now it seems that the Holy Slave is just a messenger. The truly strong ones may have to rely on these strong ones in the Transformation Realm.

"Well, as far as I know, there are at least five of them, Shixi from the Suzaku Spirit Demon Clan, Moro Chan from the Qiongqi Clan from the Holy Clan, Yunton from the Taotie Clan, and the old guy hiding in the dark, I don't know how many there are..."

"Um?"

"Aren't there only three of them?"

"Three people?"

"Ah, haha!"

Yan Ling'er looked at Luan Jian Lingying with a melancholy expression, and the latter smiled cheerfully with an old face, but the look he looked at Yan Ling'er was full of meaning.

"What? Do I know the remaining two?"

"know?"

"That's natural."

Luan Jian Lingying said, his finger pointed at Yan Ling'er, and then pointed at himself.

In an instant, Yan Ling'er suddenly realized it, looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "Haha, I forgot, I forgot, there are you and me, grandpa."

Yan Ling'er grinned. From this point of view, it was quite relaxing.

With the strength of Ranjian Ayakage, it is more than enough to fight one against two. As for the other one, he also has the confidence to fight for him.

At the moment, everything seems to be developing for the better.

However, when he had doubts in his heart, Luan Jian Lingying said again: "Don't be complacent. The powerful Huazun Realm hiding in the dark may be the most terrifying thing. Moreover, this Lingqu Continent is definitely hiding something."

Such a strong man."

"So sure?"

"Um."

"When we were leaving, my father said that the four major demon clans, Suzaku, Qinglong, White Tiger, and Xuanwu, all made big moves. As for the Saint clan, in addition to the Taotie and Qiongqi clans, a large number of people left their places of residence. The Chaos and Yaozhao clans also

There is no idle time.”

"So, the current fantasy world can be described as an undercurrent."

"In addition, there are signs of Morochan and Yunton in Lingqu Continent. Do you think the Chaos and Yongzhu tribes, who are also the four major saint tribes, will be idle?"

"And with such a lineup of the Saints, how will the Monsters face it?"

Luan Jian Lingying's words made Yan Ling'er extremely horrified.

What he was talking about was the four ancient races of the demon clan and the four peak races of the saint clan. Such super clans gathered here. What about their affiliated demon clan and the saint clan?

Come to think of it, the Yanling Fantasy World is probably already exploding!

At this point, Yan Ling'er also fully understood why Shengxuan didn't take action after arriving at the Supreme Realm. Instead, he built space wormholes in the area under his jurisdiction.

Among them, I am afraid that the game between the top powers is indispensable!

But, what kind of thing is there in this Lingqu Continent that can actually make the entire fantasy world tremble?

Is it really his own resurrection?

Such a guess, no matter how narcissistic Yan Ling'er is, would not be able to say such a thing.

"What kind of secrets is hidden in Lingqu Continent?"

"To be able to mobilize the four ancient clans of the demon clan and the four ancient clans of the saint clan, this kind of temptation must be able to shake the pattern of the fantasy world, right?" Yan Ling'er said to himself, falling into silence.

Today's Lingqu Continent is filled with undercurrents.

The layout of these races and powerful people is slightly different from the demon race, human race, and saint race in Lingqu Continent.

The Suzaku and the Eight-veined Bird King Shixi from the four ancient demon clans have arrived at Lingqu Continent, and Yan Linger has also had a preliminary confrontation with them.

However, judging from the contact, they seem to be on the side of the Saints!

In other words, this Lingqu Continent is just a chess piece. Under the current situation, they chose to be friendly with the Saint Clan.

Of course, Yan Linger hopes it is the second possibility.

At least, that way, in today's fantasy world, the demon race has not completely turned over to the saint race, and the human race, which is still incomplete, has the possibility of being contented.

However, even so, two of the four ancient tribes of the Holy Clan, Moro Chan of the Qiongqi Clan, and the Taotie Clan have been swallowed up here, together with Luanjian Ayaying, they are the pinnacle power of the human race!

No matter when or where, if a war breaks out in Lingqu Continent, it is impossible.

And the more confusing the situation is, the more unclear the situation is, the more depressing it is.

The atmosphere around him gradually became depressed as he was surrounded by these thoughts.

Luan Jian Lingying looked at Yan Ling'er in front of him. His gaze always stayed on his face. Looking at the change in the latter's expression, he smiled slightly and stood up slowly. His abyss-like eyes stared at the space worm below.

Hole.

"But, little one, you don't have to worry too much."

"Today's illusion world is completely shaken, and the trigger is not caused by one or two things."

"As the master of a place in the Huazun Realm, or as the minister of the humerus of a clan, he must be on top of things, and it is impossible to gather them all here. Therefore, although there are more than five powerful Huazun Realm masters in Lingqu Continent,

But it will not exceed the number of hands!"

With no more than two hands, this kind of lineup is enough to destroy Lingqu Continent several times.

However, even so, the Saints did not go on a mass killing spree. Presumably, there were also hidden power constraints.

Such as Luanjian Lingying, otherwise, Lingqu Continent would have been in chaos long ago.

call!

After exhaling a long breath, Yan Ling'er slowly stood up, nodded heavily, and walked to the edge of the cliff in front, standing on the ice crystals, overlooking the space wormhole in front, with a slightly solemn expression on her face.

worry.

"Grandpa, what caused the vibration in the fantasy world?"

"What's up?"

"If I don't tell you, can't you guess it? With your intelligence, it's not difficult to figure it out, right?"

Luan Jian Lingying looked at the young man in front of her with a kind smile on her face. In response, Yan Ling'er's brows were as gloomy as the clouds in the sky, and her eyes were staring at the wormhole in the space in front of her.

"Holy weapon?"

The words are like a thousand pieces of gold, falling to the ground with a sound.

Luan Jian Ayaying also looked at the space wormhole in front of her and nodded heavily.

"In the fantasy world of Yanling, the only thing that can cause such a shock is the Holy Artifact."

"In recent months, in Yu Jiechen, the list of sacred weapons and sacred weapons have emerged from the ground. Now, the number has reached as many as six realms!"

"Six Paths?"

Yan Linger exclaimed in disbelief.

Looking at Luan Jian Lingying, her golden-red pupils were shining with blazing light.

"Yes, the most recent time was in Lingqu Continent."

Luan Jian Lingying glanced at it, and Yan Ling'er's heart was suddenly startled. The last thing turned out to be in Lingqu Continent, and what she knew these days was her Nine Colors True Palace, wasn't it?

In this way, Yan Linger's breathing became slightly rapid.

Pausing for a moment, he looked at Luan Jian Lingying again and said, "Grandpa, I don't know, which sacred weapon is this that emerged from the ground in Lingqu Continent?"

"Fourth on the list of sacred weapons, the Holy Umbrella!"