Yan Ling fantasy world

"Are you coming?"

Entering the space crack for the first time, when the darkness dissipated, an illusory starry sky came into view.

Looking at the change in the scenery in front of her, Yan Linger frowned slightly. The scene here was very different from the ordinary scene of space cracks.

Rich thunder power scattered down from the stars.

The roaring sound made the cracks in this space tremble, and at first glance, it seemed to be crumbling.

"Is this...the reason why you entered the space crack first?"

The corners of Yan Ling'er's mouth curled up in contempt, her voice was low, and her eyes were solemn. Her murderous intent was released without any restraint, and merged with the cracks in the space.

To the powerful in the Supreme Realm, space cracks are like the Flame Fighting Platform.

Different cracks contain different sources of power.

Here, although it is not the flame spirit, the source of power of the human race, the demon race, nor the demonic energy of the saint race, it contains an existence that can change the nature of the power of the powerful in the supreme realm.

True meaning!

It is an extremely powerful power that a powerful person in the Supreme Realm must master.

And now, the space crack that Yan Ling'er stepped into was of thunder attribute. This kind of power was definitely the best choice for Long Song. This was not as simple as a coincidence.

"Jie Jie, the person we want to deal with is a genius who claims to be able to change the structure of the three races: humans, demons, and saints."

"Of course you have to be more cautious."

Wiping the sharp blade of the big knife in his hand, Long Songyun smiled lightly.

As he raised his hand, a thunderbolt descended from the stars and landed on this space crack. The space immediately trembled violently. Then, the broken space cracks were torn apart by the force of the galaxy, making the void feel like it was trapped in an earthquake.

middle.

In such a state, there is probably no place in Lingqu Continent that can compare with it.

Space cracks, the place where countless powerful people in the supreme realm fell.

It certainly lives up to its reputation.

The stars in the sky and the rivers, and the stars in the fantasy world, are also manifestations of the fallen supreme power reduced to a lonely ghost.

However, the power of such terrifying cracks.

None of them could make Yan Ling'er's heart tremble, because such power was within Yan Ling'er's ability to accept and control.

However, one sentence changed the pattern of the three clans in the fantasy world.

But Yan Linger fell into silence.

"Do you know me?" The trembling emotions in his heart gradually subsided under the extreme suppression. With a serious look in his eyes, he looked ahead at Long Song.

"Know?"

"Haha..." Long Song's wild laughter echoed in the cracks in this space, and his joking smile gradually faded. He stared at Yan Ling'er and said: "Ten thousand years ago, your appearance almost changed the pattern of the three races.

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"In the end, it was only after the pinnacle of the Saint clan took action that the situation rested."

"You may not know that such a record is regarded as a lifelong goal by countless geniuses in the Saint Clan."

"The pinnacle of the Saint clan..."

"Haha..." Yan Ling'er smiled helplessly, recalling the battle scenes thousands of years ago in her consciousness, eleven transformations and one saint, the death of friends, and the separation of true love. It turned out that everything was not accidental.

Now it seems more like the Saint Clan's plan.

However, it seems that the current human race and demon race have discovered the reasons behind these results.

Even Yan Ling'er himself didn't know what was the lifeline that would change the pattern of the three clans.

"Really?"

"Haha... shouldn't your holy race target Morosheng?"

"Morosheng! Jie Jie..."

Amidst the evil laughter, Long Song's words stopped abruptly, and in the next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air and reappeared behind Yan Ling'er.

The golden broadsword covered the sky and sun behind it, and it slashed through the air.

In the space crack, the strong power of thunder was instantly pulled by it, filling the entire sword and cutting through the air.

"The name of Holy Lord Moro is not something you can compare to."

Under the stern smile, the power of thunder came instantly.

"Holy Lord Moro, has he reached the holy state?" Yan Ling'er's eyes gradually calmed down and looked forward, as if in a sluggish state. "That's right, with his background and potential, after ten thousand years, if he has entered the holy state,

situation, that’s abnormal.”

"Jie Jie..."

“Do you recognize the gap?”

"That's okay."

"Come die!"

boom!

The broadsword fell, and the ultimate power of thunder exploded instantly, causing the cracks in the broken space to instantly crack, and the dense cracks extended straight to the starry sky in the fantasy world.

When Long Song opened his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank.

A giant palace tens of feet tall appeared under the sword, and a rich, colorful light illuminated the crack.

Below it, Yan Ling'er holds the giant palace in his hands.

The inside of his eyes was like a deep well spring water, extremely cold.

"die?"

"Haha, I'm afraid you won't be enough."

His face suddenly raised, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes looked directly at Long Song above the void, and Yan Ling'er grinned.

Since entering the Huazun realm, he has never had a real battle.

But now, Long Song is only at the peak of the Supreme Realm.

But with the increase of this space crack with the thunder attribute, his strength is no longer the ordinary supreme level. Those suppressed emotions in his heart can be fully displayed today.

"Ten Colorful True Palaces, Four Palace Towns!"

In one breath, a force of gravity hundreds of times stronger than the pressure of the flame spirit beside him was released, covering all the dragon pines above the true palace.

In an instant, Long Song's complexion turned green.

An ominous feeling enveloped my heart.

Under the prophet's guidance, Yan Ling'er had already known what Long Song was doing. This was the preparation he made in advance when he stepped into the space rift.

With the Futu Lingjue, Yan Ling'er's safety is guaranteed.

"you..."

"The battle has just begun, don't be surprised, don't be nervous, try all my strength..."

"Buddha Spirit Art, fourth level, parasitism!"

In the void, countless golden-red rays of light bloomed bit by bit, and their appearance was somewhat similar to the previous entanglement of green radish. However, this time, a completely different force filled the air at the same time.

"Buddha Spirit Art, second level, pure release!"

"you..."

On the body, streaks of golden-red light were like maggots on the tarsal bones, making Long Song's body extremely uncomfortable, especially the power of Jingshi permeating above it, as if it was reducing his own strength.

"How come you have such power?"

"The power of pure release!"

"Shouldn't there be one?" The spear was raised, and behind it, dots of starlight filled the air again. In an instant, tens of millions of golden-red spears were formed out of thin air, slightly raised, as if raising their heads to look at the dragon pine above the void.

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"Lingqu Spear Intent, all things!"

In the blink of an eye, Yan Ling'er's figure disappeared out of thin air, and behind him, tens of millions of golden-red spears shot out of the air.

In the void, the sound of metal piercing the void was heard like a silver bell.

Long Song, who was looking down, looked at everything in front of him, with a surprised look on his face, and quickly backed away.

I never thought that Yan Ling'er's fighting power was so terrifying.

"Fire skill, nine layers of overlapping shadows."

With nine overlapping shadows, Long Song's body instantly appeared thousands of feet away. At this time, in front of his eyes, several overlapping shadows were instantly pierced by spears and dissipated into the void in an instant.

The broadsword slashed horizontally, and the sharp blade energy shot out of the air and slashed towards the spear.

Bang! Bang!

In the void, countless bangs were emitted one after another due to the collision of forces, with the power of thunder. The explosions were instantly connected, and in an instant, all the spears under the realm of things were swept away.

At the moment of disappearing, Yan Ling'er's face was in front of Long Songsong's eyes.

"Fifth-grade fire skill, green radish entanglement!"

"Ten colorful true palaces, one palace born!"

The fire skills were superimposed, and dense golden-red vines shot out of the sky along the Shicai True Palace, heading straight towards the dragon pine wrapper. Their number was so large that it instantly covered the surrounding land thousands of feet away.

In the blink of an eye, Long Song was wrapped up like a thousand-foot prison.

This is the first time Yan Ling'er has used this kind of superimposed fire skills.

What surprised him was that the power of the Ten Colors True Palace also had the ability to breed fire skills, even to the point of metamorphosis.

"Ten Colorful True Palaces, Two Palaces Swallowed!"

"Buddha Spirit Art, first level, swallow!"

Yan Ling'er's palm gently touched the golden-red vines in front of him, and a frightening devouring power was released, along the golden-red vines, merging with the dark red Shicaizhen Palace.

With the next breath, the terrifying devouring force instantly enveloped the thousand-foot prison in front of him.

Looking into the prison, the corners of Yan Linger's mouth raised slightly.

At this moment, the power of Shicai Zhendian and the Buddha Spirit Art were well integrated in his hands. The power of the God Art and the Holy Spirit Artifact was so great that it was enough to make people feel desperate.

And can Long Song, who is trapped in it, escape the disaster?

Gazing at it, the golden-red prison suddenly trembled, superimposed with the devouring power of the Buddha Spirit Art and the Shicai True Palace. In an instant, it was as if it was wrapped in a terrifying power, and was mysteriously cut off from Yan Ling'er.

The next breath, between Yan Ling'er's frowning brows, the golden-red vine mysteriously began to melt as if it had been corroded.

"Jie Jie..."

"He is indeed a man who can change the structure of the three clans. In just over twenty years, he has reached this level of cultivation, control of fire skills, and treasured spiritual weapons."

"If you are allowed to develop, within a hundred years, the future of the three tribes will change because of you. It is not a lie."

As the golden-red vines melted, Yu Longsong's face appeared in Yan Ling'er's field of vision again.

Behind the old man, a huge python about a hundred feet high stood tall and straight in the void. Above his head was a gorgeous and luxurious crown, and his whole body was covered with golden scale armor, as if made of pure gold.

This form, like a mythical beast, makes people's hearts tremble.

"roar!"

Mixed with the roar of the dragon and the roar of the python, the remaining golden-red cage burst into pieces with a "bang" and turned into vines and branches all over the sky.

"roar!"

The violent roar came, Snake Xin spat out, and bits of saliva actually corroded the void, entrenched it in the sky, and the power between heaven and earth instantly melted and became one.

Huazunjing, the real power of Huazunjing.

"Nine-Corrupted Diamond Python!"

"Fusion of demon spirits!"

"No wonder it makes me feel the smell of danger." Yan Ling'er looked at Long Song in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the giant python that covered the sky in front of her. There was a faint hint of trembling in her voice.

A body of a golden holy dragon at the peak of the Supreme Realm, and a Nine-Corrupted Vajra Python at the early stage of the Supreme Realm. Such a fusion of demon spirits is definitely the best match among the demon clan.

The Golden Holy Dragon's Ten Thousand Demons may not be ranked high, but the Nine-corruption Vajra Python ranks twenty-ninth.

This level of strength is already at the pinnacle of the demon clan.

"What, are you scared?"