Yan Ling fantasy world

"Boom, boom!"

In the dense forest, streaks of light red flames exploded in the forest, and the sound of violent collision lasted for a while before becoming quiet.

In an instant, a pink figure burst out of the forest.

Staring attentively, Qin Xue stood on the dense forest with her feet on pink lotus flowers and her hands behind her back.

He raised his head slightly, lifted the light red silk gauze from his face, and looked at the rain of blood lingering in the sky and the falling flesh and blood, with a complicated expression.

The reaction of the Golden Holy Dragon is really too abnormal. If it rises up to resist, or Tao Zhiyaoyao, it is a normal reaction.

However, standing head-on, confronting the irresistible force.

This result is puzzling.

"The Golden Holy Dragon Clan!"

Narrowing her beautiful eyes, she also knew a lot about the Golden Holy Dragon Clan. Over the past thousands of years, many powerful human beings had fallen at their hands.

Today, complete extinction is a good thing, but the process is too bizarre.

It made her feel incredible.

In the midst of her thoughts, the power of flames lingered around her body, and the blood rained all over the sky a few feet away from her, evaporating out of thin air and disappearing, as if she had put a safe distance away from these "monster beasts".

"wrong!"

Her beautiful eyes stared at the blood rain in the void. Suddenly, Qin Xue exclaimed and her body retreated violently.

And on the surface of the blood rain that he stared at, white traces appeared out of thin air, and then they increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, but in the silent forest, a violent aura gradually filled the air.

Seeing this, Qin Xue's figure shot out instantly, heading towards Yan Linger and the little puppy.

At this time, Yan Ling'er stood on the void and looked down at the heaven and earth. The changes in the aura of the heaven and earth were within his range of perception, and his confused face suddenly changed.

He felt like he had seen this kind of breath before, but unfortunately, he couldn't figure out where it came from.

However, at this moment, within the sea of ​​​​consciousness, there was a cry of surprise that made the world eclipse.

"The Soul Eater Clan!"

"Spirit Devouring Clan?" After hearing this, Yan Ling'er couldn't help but exclaimed, her eyes filled with incredible look, looking at all the changes in front of her, her sea of ​​consciousness immediately stirred up countless memories.

The Soul-Eating Clan is a race that has existed since ancient times. To be precise, its name is: the Soul-Eating Split Clan!

This race exists at the same time as the Flame God and the Holy God.

In ancient times, the Flame God and the Holy God stood in the sky and the earth, leading the present and future of the fantasy world. However, the Yanling Fantasy World is full of wonders. Besides the series where the Flame God and the Holy God belong, there are many alternative side races.

Their beliefs and cultivation methods do not belong to the God of Fire or the Holy God, but they still have considerable strength.

And they, with various means, can also pass on the inheritance in the illusion world.

However, over the course of time, countless side races failed to withstand the test of the long river of history and perished in the long river.

This soul-devouring splinter race is a side race from ancient times, and its reputation was also very popular for a while.

It can even be said that it is an existence that makes the fantasy world tremble.

Because the increase in his power does not rely on cultivation, but relies on the power of devouring, taking the power of all things in the world as his own, and using the ability of invisible division to give birth to countless sub-systems to derive them.

Moreover, the strength of the derivative product can actually be the same as the strength of the creature before the split.

Such ability and extreme domineering power have frightened the authorities.

And during that period, many fire gods, direct or collateral relatives of the Holy God, were also deeply poisoned by it, and became extinct from heaven and earth in a short period of time.

However, it was his domineering power and ability to destroy the laws of heaven and earth that instantly aroused the dissatisfaction and hatred of the creatures in the fantasy world.

At that time, the Flame God and the Holy God were united as never before.

After reaching a consensus on the front, other races of the same era were gathered to annihilate the Soul-Eating Splinter Race in one fell swoop. From then on, the Flame Spirit Illusionary World was on the right track.

And these stories are also the secrets of what Yan Ling'er saw in that cave.

However, this story of a soul-eating split clan happened tens of millions of years ago.

At present, according to the tens of millions of years of history in the fantasy world and records in ancient books, it is shown that the Soul-devouring Splinter Race has already fallen and disappeared thousands of years ago.

How could it suddenly appear in Lingqu Continent now?

Moreover, still in the body of the Golden Holy Dragon Clan, such a result is really puzzling.

"Jingyan, did you make a mistake?" Even Yan Ling'er couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. She opened her eyes wide and asked Xue Jingyan in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Didn't the Soul-Eating Split Clan already perish in the fantasy world?

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"How could it appear here?"

"Moreover, judging from the current situation, the vitality of this race is not at all what it was like before the extinction!"

Before extinction, this was the collective name for the race that was about to disappear in the illusion world.

For them, before disappearing, they are all declining and decaying existences. Even if there are strong existences in the clan, they are still old and dying.

The golden holy dragon clan in front of them looked like they were being devoured, showing no signs of decay or decay. On the contrary, their mad growth made the void appear vibrant and prosperous.

This is the reason why Yan Linger never believed Yu Jingyan's words.

"Although I don't know why their vitality is so strong, but in terms of their ability to split."

"Can't be wrong!"

"It is indeed the Soul Devouring Splinter Clan!" Xue Jingyan's eyes were deep and her breath was solemn.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, Xue Jingyan sensed the outside world as if she could penetrate the secrets of this void. In front of her eyes, the corpses and blood that were constantly dividing and growing took on the shape of the prototype of the Golden Holy Dragon Clan in just a few hundred breaths.

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The speed is so fast and the prototype is so realistic that it is even better than ancient books.

Because of this, she was extremely certain that this was the descendant of the Soul-Eating Split Clan.

Regarding Xue Jingyan's determination, Yan Linger fell into silence.

If it is really a spirit-devouring splinter clan, then the current battle will be troublesome. Not to mention, these guys in front of you are possessed by the golden holy dragon with high bloodline power.

They are the second grade and the first grade. Their battle today will also be defeated.

Because the reason why the Soul Devouring Split Clan is strong is immortality and splitting!

Immortality is an existence that can make people feel despair, and division allows him to give birth to countless living beings.

If you think about it, an infinite level first-grade flame beast, even if it is not strong enough, can be divided into two, and divided into four, until it divides all things. You can't kill it, but you can't stop it from further dividing. How to fight?

In the realm of Huazun, one can be worth ten thousand, it can be equaled, and one can be worth one million, it can be.

Then can you fight endlessly without rest?

The answer is obviously no.

"The Soul-eating Split Clan!" Yan Ling'er's eyes were solemn, and his words were like a thousand pounds. Suddenly, his eyes were cold, and a golden-red aura lingered on the spear. "Ten Colorful True Palaces, Four Palaces Town!"

In the void, an invisible heavy pressure descended from the sky, and in an instant, it enveloped several mountains in front of it.

However, even so, those golden holy dragons that were in the process of dividing and growing had no intention of stopping at all, and their appearance was growing rapidly.

Seeing this, Yan Linger frowned slightly.

The Ten Colors True Palace, the high-level sacred weapon on the sacred weapon list, has no effect on this kind of guy.

"Fifth level fire skill, green radish entanglement."

In an instant, tens of millions of golden-red vines formed in the void and stood out of thin air. The cold air pointed at the prototype of the golden holy dragon ahead.

It stands like a golden-red spear with murderous intent.

"Palace Master..."

With the previous painful experience, Qin Xue immediately knew what Yan Ling'er was doing. However, although she didn't know what the monster in front of her was, this sharp fight seemed to have no effect.

Moreover, it is very likely to go in the opposite direction.

"I know!"

Although he was not familiar with the Soul-Eating Split Clan, he knew a thing or two about it, and he certainly understood Qin Xue's concerns.

Cutting and splitting will only lead them into the abyss, but if they don't try, they will have no choice but to run away today.

If so, this Ancient Spirit Mountain is owned by the Golden Holy Dragon.

"Let me give it a try!" Just as Yan Ling'er was about to launch his spear, a deep voice suddenly sounded from behind. Looking back, the power of thunder flashed brightly above the little puppy's head, making the whole place...

The heaven and earth trembled.

Born with true intentions, he is indeed domineering!

Will it be useful?

"Buddha Spirit Art, fifth level, prophet!"

After performing the fifth level of the Fu Tu Ling Jue, Yan Ling'er started to retreat. With the ability of a prophet, he was confident that even if the little naughty dog ​​acted mischievously among these golden holy dragons, he would still have the ability to save his life.

This is enough.

No words were spoken, and he nodded heavily.

In front of the golden-red vines and spears standing in the sky, the little milk dog slowly walked out among them, extremely domineering.

"The damn thing is still here!"

"Come die!"

"Is it okay? I'm going to die?"

"Jie Jie, you, the Chaos Heavenly Emperor Dragon, can regenerate after losing his arm and survive, why can't we?"

"Jiejie, don't forget who we are? And don't forget who beat you to the point where you were reborn with a broken arm!"

Under the shocked gazes of Yan Ling'er and Qin Xue, the conversation between the little milk dog and the prototype of a golden holy dragon in front of them made this world seem a bit mysterious and extremely quiet.

"Reborn after a broken arm, this little puppy actually knows the Soul Devouring Splinter Clan?"

"It's not just acquaintance, the story is also quite exciting."

"The guardian monster of the God, the identity of this little puppy is so simple!"

"Furthermore, regenerating a broken arm is not something ordinary monsters can do."

Xue Jingyan's words made Yan Ling'er's heart skip a beat. It doesn't seem that difficult to regenerate a broken arm, right?

"Can't we regenerate a broken arm?"

"Such methods are not fatal to many monsters, right?"

"Haha, don't be deceived. What he said about broken arms and rebirth is that the father was reborn with his arms!"

"What?" Yan Ling'er's eyes widened in an instant. He couldn't believe what he heard and had a memory of ten thousand years. Why was his knowledge of such power so limited? In surprise, he said: "His demon spirit

In the arms?"

"Demon spirit, arm."

Xue Jingyan rolled her eyes disdainfully and glanced at Yan Ling'er as if she were a fool.

At this time, Yan Ling'er also realized her gaffe and smiled awkwardly.

The fantasy world of Yanling is so vast that there are many strange things. It is not impossible for demon spirits to grow in the arms, but obviously, they should not be from the Chaos Heavenly Emperor Dragon Clan.

"Haha, it's a joke, it's a joke..."

During the conversation, the power of thunder above the little milk dog's head was already extremely bright.

In an instant, the power of thunder burst out.

The terrifying power of thunder, like a violent hurricane, swept towards the prototype of the golden holy dragon laughing in front. In an instant, the two collided. In the eyes, the prototype of the golden holy dragon was instantly shattered and turned into pieces.

Falling into the void.

At the same time, the power of thunder filled the surface.

What will be the effect of the fusion of the power of true meaning and the power of thunder?

Yan Ling'er stared at the empty sky filled with dust and clenched her hands slightly.

In the eyes of the naked eye, the broken flesh and blood all over the sky were gradually burnt to black, and the aura gradually withered.

"Haha...it works!"