"My friend, Lord Ling!"

The extremely penetrating old voice came from far away from the end of the frozen world, like the ethereal echo of the eternal abyss. It was particularly mysterious, but the spiritual power contained in it was enough to shatter one's soul.

With her wings contracted, Yan Ling'er tapped her toes on the ice sculpture and looked down at the end in front. Her expression was as calm as water, as if she had already anticipated the ethereal and eternal sound.

Shengxuan, once a close friend, is now the helmsman of the Holy Clan. Only at this moment does he know why Shengxuan has been unable to break through to the Supreme Realm.

It turns out that the Shengxuan in the Four Forbidden Lands is a soulless existence. How can it be possible to break through the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth and reach the supreme realm by relying solely on the body?

Looking towards the end, Yan Linger's eyes flashed with a chill.

"Hmph...friend, you have the nerve to say it."

With a cold snort, the mental power of the Xiaozun Realm was released instantly, and two rays of mental power attacked, heading straight for the ethereal attack in front.

Bang…

A dull explosion sounded, and Yan Ling'er's two strands of spiritual power met the power contained in the sound. After the explosion, the aftermath of the spiritual power in the void swept across all directions.

On the earth's crust, hundreds of feet of cracks suddenly appeared.

Yan Ling'er's eyes glowed golden red, and the ancient alien mansion spirit Suzaku spread its wings behind him. The blazing golden red flames instantly turned the ice sculptures in the surrounding niches into nothingness.

Looking down at the end of the ice in front, his eyes were full of blazing fighting spirit.

However, compared to Yan Ling'er's fighting spirit, the end of the frozen world was as calm as water, without any ripples.

"Gee, you can't blame me entirely for what happened back then. If you want to blame me, I have to blame Luan Jianyu for being too reckless. Not only did he ruin everything, but he also ruined himself!"

Luan Jianyu, a name that has been dusted for thousands of years, is now revealed again, and countless memories, reflected by the sea of ​​stars and gods, seem to have happened on that day.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sleeping demon spirit of Xue Jingyan also opened her eyes and looked at the scene reflected by the sea of ​​stars, and her body trembled slightly.

He seemed to be awakened by the sight of his eyes.

"You are not worthy of mentioning the name of Jian Yu!"

Looking towards the end of the ice, in the sky above the Suzaku Mansion Ling behind Yan Ling'er, little rays of light spread out, and countless stars exuded terrifying power, forming an alliance above the Vermillion Bird Mansion Ling.

The spiritual power of the sea of ​​consciousness is attached to the mansion spirit. This is a skill that only those who have ancient alien mansions and whose strength has reached the Xiaozun realm or above can possess.

Skills like this have profound significance for the transformation of the Flame Pattern Master, and they are a qualitative change.

Because mental power no longer exists to outline the flame patterns and flame pattern arrays, but can be used as a secret method for active attack.

In this Lingqu Continent, and even in the Yanling Illusion World, there are very few people who practice spiritual power, and their spiritual power is extremely fragile. Attacking with spiritual power will cause fatal damage to the cultivators.

"grumble…"

There was a roar and the earth's crust trembled.

The void trembled, and the cold air dissipated instantly between roars. In the sky, mysterious power continued to build.

"snort…"

With a cold snort, Yan Ling'er's mental power made no attack movements, but the void seemed to have constructed billions of spears and swords, wreaking havoc in the sky, and the countless ice in the frozen world collapsed instantly.

For a moment, everything under the earth's crust trembled and the void tore apart, and the source of this power came from Luan Jianyu!

Luan Jianyu’s true meaning of Jianyu!

At the end of the ice sculpture world, dark black evil energy suddenly gushes out. Below, a ghostly black shadow flashes. Looking up at the frozen world in the sky, a smile appears.

"Jian Yu's true meaning, tsk tsk... Lord Ling, your understanding is much better than that of Luan Jianyu. He has been practicing for hundreds of years and is still stuck in the fifth level. Looking at you like this, I'm afraid he has reached the sixth level."

Are you ready?"

"Jie Jie..."

Laughter rang out, and Yan Ling'er looked towards the end, her eyes slightly condensed, but as Shengxuan said, the spirit of the ancient spear comes from the true meaning of Jian Yu, and this is also the inheritance of Luan Jian Yu, but this inheritance is not tangible.

.

The essence of Sword Feather's true meaning is not fire skills, but skills and sword intention, which requires the accumulation of countless combat experiences and continuous improvement from actual combat.

Thousands of years of reincarnation and erosion of time.

Yan Ling'er forgot everything in the past, but during the fight for the spiritual objects in Xuankong Peak, he remembered the ancient spirit spear intention that he had learned through countless battle experiences.

After that, after his mental power broke through the Xiaozun realm, he reached the current sixth realm, the realm of all things!

Compared to the Desolate Realm, the All Things Realm not only has a huge change in combat power, but even the fighting form is completely different. All of this requires the mental power based on the Xiaozun Realm to be able to control it.

This... is also the reason why Luan Jianyu has never been able to break through. Through words, Yan Ling'er clearly sensed Shengxuan's disdain for Luan Jianyu.

And this attitude was the most unacceptable to him.

The mottled Trina Spear in his hand suddenly tightened, and golden-red flames covered it. The sharp spear intention emerged out of thin air, and suddenly gathered under the sixth level of all things.

"The name of Jianyu cannot tolerate the slander of a traitor like you!"

"Linggu Spear Intent, desolate!"

"Linggu Spear Intent, all things!"

The sky and the earth trembled, ice sculptures fell, and everything trembled. Around the Trina Spear, the mysterious power instantly formed countless spear rains, filling the sky, and shot out with one blow.

The dual power of desolation and gun rain, under the precise control of mental power, were densely packed and attacking towards the end of the frozen world. This attack method was similar to the fire technique, but better than the fire technique.

Because although the fluctuations of mental power attacks are small, they are more mysterious, and the damage is far greater than that of fire techniques.

The ice sculpture world collapsed in an instant. However, the gathering point of this attack was blown by a gentle breeze. Billions of spears and swords, together with the desolate air that instantly turned the ice sculpture world into waste, mysteriously transformed.

For nothingness.

"Eh... tsk tsk... Xiaozun realm, has your strength recovered to this level?"

"Oh, no!"

"Has your strength reached this level?"

The ethereal voice seemed to be rushing towards Yan Linger across the long river of history. This time, there was no attack in the voice.

The previous temptation has already given the answer to the end of the world.

"Oh, by the way, I'm afraid it won't be more than seventeen or eighteen years before the ancient demon fox releases you."

At the end of the ice, a joking voice came again, and the words seemed to have the flavor of sowing discord regarding the relationship between Yan Ling'er and Xue Jingyan.

However, he didn't know that Xue Jingyan was already asleep at this moment.

"Still measuring like this, thousands of years have passed, put away those little tricks of yours!"

Yan Ling'er, standing on the ice sculpture, stood with his hands behind his hands and looked towards the end.

In the dark black space, demonic energy lingers, and strong spiritual power hovers above it, constantly impacting towards the frozen world, and with every impact, the world trembles. The result is

Create a huge change in the crust of the Blue Abyss.

"Jie Jie... small tricks can sometimes work wonders. For example, ten thousand years ago?"

boom...

Sheng Xuan's ethereal words rang out, and in one breath, the golden-red flame power in the middle stage of the Realm of Reality was instantly released, and a terrifying pressure gathered directly towards the source of the dark black demonic energy below.

"Jiejie...are you angry?"

"In the final analysis, the reason why everyone fell thousands of years ago is because you know better in your heart that the source of everything is not me or Morosheng. The source of all this lies in you!"

"It lies in your selfishness and arrogance, in your disdain, in your reckless and positive actions."

"It led to the imprisonment of the Chaos Beast, the fall of Lin Zun, the fall of Voldemort, the fall of Luan Jianyu, the fall of Violent Xiao, the fall of the Emperor, the fall of Qing Mielong, the fall of Xue Jingyan, and the fall of yourself."

"roar..."

In the dark black demonic energy, the terrifying voice became more and more intense. When he said "You will fall", a breath of terrifying beasts from ancient times suddenly charged out from the end of the ice sculpture world.

Looking at the strange and unfamiliar face in front of her, Yan Linger was speechless.

He has a tall and handsome human form, with long black hair blowing in the wind. However, the beastly aura emanating from his body makes him look cold, domineering, and murderous without blinking an eye.

Chaos Beast, Lin Zun, Voldemort, Luan Jianyu, Violent Xiao, Emperor, Qing Slayer Dragon, Xue Jingyan, these were all those who participated in the battle that year, together with myself, Shengxuan, Morosheng, and Eleven Transformation

The scene of fighting a saint is vivid in my mind.

However, after that battle, all the strong men in the Eleventh Transformation Realm, except for Morosheng, fell.

The Transformation Realm is a realm above the Supreme Realm. With such strength, even in the Yanling Imperial Capital, there are existences like Tianqing, but in such a battle, ten people fell at once. Such a loss, for the human race

, for the demon clan, they are all a thorny existence.

At this point, he and Xue Jingyan were reborn, and the same was true for Shengxuan. As for his other friends, there was no trace at all. They were reborn after ten thousand years, which was extremely strange. He never thought that everyone was as lucky as himself.

But every word Shengxuan said struck a chord with him. Within his consciousness, Yan Ling'er's soul was extremely painful under the outline of thousands of stars.

"ah!"

With a violent roar, Yan Ling'er's hair slowly spread out while standing with her hands behind her hands. The dark-black hair gradually turned gray in a breath, until it was snow-white. The terrifying Little Master Realm mental power was uncontrollable like a tornado.

Invasion comes out.

The face of Shengxuan, who was very close at hand, was shattered into pieces in one breath and turned into black spots all over the sky. At the same time, the spiritual power disappeared and swept directly across the ice sculpture world.

Selfish, arrogant, reckless, and treating the strongest people in the world like straw are his labels.
To be continued...