Yan Ling fantasy world

Golden stars shine in the sky.

At this time, the old man and the green dragon transformed into a welcoming pine were all under the golden light.

"roar!"

A dragon roar filled the sky and the earth, and a giant green dragon transformed into a welcoming pine rose up from the sky. As it moved, a huge body of tens of feet filled with earth-shattering momentum, looked down from its forehead in the center of the shining golden starlight.

It feels like looking at ants in the world.

"Holy Skill, Fusion of Life!"

The old man's voice was calm, but the terrifying pressure that filled the void surged several times the moment the golden starlight merged into the cyan dragon.

At this time, the terror of those monster beasts was truly revealed.

Gazing into the void, Yan Ling'er's expression gradually became dignified.

Even if he had thousands of years of memory, he had never seen such means and power before him.

The most important thing is the skyrocketing strength of the giant blue dragon. In just a few moments, it reaches the supreme realm.

In this way, it was not that he did not want to break the increase, but that under the golden starlight in front of him, the force of tearing in the galaxy forced him to wait and see.

I don't know why, although the dragon pine in front of me is not at the supreme level, but in terms of its aura.

He actually sensed the smell of danger.

Not to mention the same level, even if it is across levels, there is rarely such a feeling that makes him feel fearful.

This feeling is incredible.

In addition, judging from the mysterious fusion between the welcoming pine and the golden light spots in the sky, behind this power is probably the power of the Soul Devouring Splinter Clan.

Because, after the golden light spots landed.

On the huge body of the withered cyan dragon, not only the color of the body changed drastically, but also the flesh and blood grew rapidly. In just a few breaths, it became the golden holy dragon of flesh and blood.

Apart from the Soul Devouring Splinter Clan, who else can achieve such a reverse growth?

"The Soul-Eating Splinter Clan?"

The corner of his mouth was slightly condensed, what is the relationship between the Soul Devouring Split Clan and the Saint Clan?

In other words, what is the secret between the two?

The masters of the illusion world in Yanling Capital should be more aware of this relationship, right? If they didn't know, the dilemma in the illusion world would reach a suffocating level in an instant.

"Is it just the Supreme Realm?"

Staring at the giant golden dragon in front of him, Yan Ling'er's gloomy eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

The welcoming pine controlled by Long Song transforms into a giant dragon, and its final state is the peak of the Supreme Realm.

This...is his ultimate strength.

Such strength seems to be inferior to Yan Ling'er, but is his strength really just that?

"This guy is so weird!"

The little milk dog's strong body jumped up and landed on Yan Ling'er's shoulder.

With the current changes in the war situation, Yan Ling'er had already hidden Qin Xue into the bag of heaven and earth, and in this sky, only he and his little puppy remained.

"Be careful..."

Without saying too many words, the aura around Yan Ling'er flickered slightly, the golden-red spear swept across the void, and the fighting posture was clearly visible.

Yan Ling'er knew that Long Song's strength could never be as simple as it appeared.

The ability to control the power of the illusory void galaxy with one hand is enough to make the flamers and monsters below the holy realm look up to him.

Because that is the strength that only the Holy Realm has.

And these abilities are clearly from the hands of Long Song in front of you, why is the gap in realm so big?

…

Shaking his head gently, when the power of the galaxy gradually dissipated above the sky and the earth, Yan Ling'er's figure turned into a stream of light and headed straight towards Long Song.

Looking at the oncoming Yan Ling'er, Long Song raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a serious smile, and whispered: "Fifth-grade fire skill: Nine Layers of Overlapping Shadows!"

The next breath, afterimages appeared out of thin air in front of Long Song.

The sudden change caught Yan Ling'er in front unprepared.

The Nine Waves of Duplicate Shadows was his own excellent fire skill. He never expected that Long Song would be able to use it in front of him. From the air, Long Song seemed to be aware of this. There was no emotion in the forest's smile.

In the five fingers, golden light suddenly bloomed, and the flowing light was fixed on the fingertips. In just a few breaths, a sword that was about ten feet long appeared in his palm.

"Jiejie...are you surprised?"

"This is just the beginning!" Long Song's words seemed to have profound meaning.

Indeed, as said, Yan Ling'er's surprise was already surprising, but it disappeared in an instant.

To be precise, the Nine Waves of Overlapping Shadows is the unique fire skill of the Hell Messenger. Yue Juechen can master it and pass it on to him, so why can't Long Song in front of him?

Moreover, with such a display of strength, Yan Ling'er will be able to confirm his identity.

Messenger of hell!

An existence that has mastered holy skills, fire skills, and dual power has completely broken the boundaries between the human race, the demon race, and the holy race. Who else can have such a source of power besides the Hell Messenger?

The dragon pine in front of him aroused endless curiosity. Likewise, the identity of the messenger of hell also made him even more curious.

However, even so, his strong fighting skills allowed his attacks to be unaffected at all, and he slashed towards Long Song head-on.

The shadow reappears.

In an instant, the overlapping shadows clashed in the void, turning into tens of thousands of afterimages. They collided violently on the top of Ancient Spirit Mountain. The clash of spears and broadswords was like the tearing of metal armor.

"Bang! Bang!"

The swords, fire, shadows, divine energy and demonic energy raged violently in the heaven and earth, and the void was shattered.

During the confrontation, there were no fire skills or holy skills, only the fatal blockade of cold weapons, causing the world to gradually feel a sharp suffocation.

At the same time, another battle in the distance has begun.

If the battle between Yan Ling'er and Long Song was a confrontation of cold weapons and combat skills, then the battle between the little milk dog and the golden dragon transformed by Yingke Song was completely about strength and a confrontation of true intentions.

The bloodline suppression of the Chaos Heavenly Emperor Dragon has allowed many battles to take the initiative, but at this moment, it has no effect at all.

The golden dragon looks like a dragon, but it has all the attack power and means of the dragon.

But without the blood of the dragon clan at all, the benefits of spiritual plants transforming into monsters are clearly revealed.

In addition, the power of the galaxy that permeates his body has the power to tear the world apart during the battle, causing the little milk dog to suffer a great deal.

"Boom, boom!"

Without any words, the sky exploded with a deafening roar as the void collided.

The little milk dog's big head, which was about ten feet long, was filled with the rich true meaning of thunder, shining in the void, and attacked the golden dragon in front of him.

The dragon claws poked out, cyan light flickered on the dragon claws, and the true meaning of thunder filled the air at the same time.

With one blow, the two's power instantly exploded to the extreme. They met in the air, and without any pause, the two figures were simultaneously knocked away dozens of feet away.

Opening their fangs and looking into each other's eyes again, their blood boiled instantly, and the fighting fever originating from their bloodline seemed to be ignited.

"roar!"

"roar!"

Two dragon roars resounded throughout the world, and for a moment, the world fell into silence. The golden holy dragon in the distance looked up into the void, his eyes filled with fear.

"Roar..." A whimpering sound came from the mouth of the golden holy dragon led by Long San, showing his powerlessness.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, the breath suddenly stagnated, and a ripple slowly released after the two dragon drives.

It's like the calmness of the lake has been broken.

In the next breath, the speed of the two suddenly increased sharply. Both of them opened their huge mouths, eager to devour the other in one bite.

"roar!"

"Roar!" A roar resounded in the void, and the distance between the two was instantly reached.

Bang!

The collision of flesh instantly caused the space in the moment to tremble. The attack was like two steel beams of ten thousand kilograms colliding in the void.

The space trembles, and at the same time, every attack causes the void to explode.

The power of true meaning, the tearing power of the exploding space, and the tearing power of the galactic power all have the momentum to tear this Ancient Spirit Mountain apart.

Or maybe it’s because of the Guling Mansion in Guling Mountain!

Or the hidden dragon bone!

The power that tore apart the heaven and the earth did not fall to Guling Mountain, but the momentum and power enveloped him, making him teetering.

It even feels like "the mountain wind is coming and the sky is shaking, and all the forests are scattered and ready to be destroyed!"

The scene of such a battle can be clearly seen thousands of miles away.

Zhongzhou, on the other hand, is located at the core battlefield of humans, monsters, and saints. After the battle broke out, many flamers, monsters, and holy spirits quickly gathered.

The same is true. In addition to the core battle in Guling Mountain, there are also quite a few disturbances in the battles in the outside world.

"Jie Jie..."

"Interesting!"

Long Song's old cheeks were slightly raised, and there was a strong joking look in his eyes. With such a look, it seemed that everything was under control.

Regarding his teasing, Yan Linger did not say anything.

Look around.

In this peripheral battle, although there are many powerful people in the Sensory Realm, the Real Master Realm, the Spirit Demon Realm, and the Demon Lord Realm, they are not the core army of the human race or the demon race.

The outcome of the battle was not ideal, so it was not good news for the human race and the demon race.

"interesting?"

"snort…"

"Could it be that you thought everything was stable?"

"Jiejie, Shengxuan arranged for you to come here. Didn't he tell you that he was just a defeated general under me?"

"Why are you doing this!"

"Show your strength, otherwise, you will have no chance!"

Yan Ling'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of heat, like a magma eruption, poured out from her body.

At the same time, the dazzling light flickered slightly in the center of his eyebrows, reaching its final brilliance. Only a moment later, a lifelike, dazzling and enchanting spirit sparrow appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

On his back, the golden-red wings were fluttering slightly, and they were extremely hot, as if the whole world was burning in an instant.

Looking at him again, an unprecedented pressure suddenly enveloped him.

"Jie Jie...is this your strength?"

"From this point of view, I am worthy of the 'praise' from those people. However, these alone cannot stop me."

"Besides, once upon a time, I said it was that boy Shengxuan who asked me to come?"

The sword stood up, and an aura that was not weaker than Yan Ling'er was released at the same time.

"Sword Intent, Thunder!"

The broadsword slashed, and the mysterious sound of dragon roars was released from the broadsword, wreaking havoc on the land, heading straight towards Yan Ling'er in front of him.

Seeing the latter acting like this, Yan Linger knew that the real war had just begun.

"Linggu Spear Intent, desolate!"