Unfortunately, no one can practice the Chaos Battle at all. Even the Lord of the Four Realms in the Chaos Realm has only practiced to the eighth level, and Yan Lingyu is only the seventh level. However, he firmly believes that man will conquer nature, let alone now
Heaven is just created by the God of Chaos.
After the gesture, Yan Xinyun's soul was suppressed and she would not let her disappear in the wind. Then he took out the acquired spiritual treasure gourd and tightened it into the gourd. Any spiritual treasure is good and bad, and the gourd is one.
The best product of acquired spiritual treasures can be used to refine souls and nourish souls. Putting human souls here to nourish them is the best result.
After this emergency, Yan Lingyu finally felt his shortcomings and his cultivation was still very small.
"Brother, how could Xinyun?" Li Wei asked in confusion. How strong Yan Xinyun's cultivation is? They have experienced it personally. They are definitely another saint master in Yan Lingyu's mouth, but a saint master was still fine just now.
Yes, it was wiped out in a blink of an eye. If it weren't for witnessing it with your own eyes, who would have believed it, but there was still no sign of it.
"It's okay!" Yan Lingyu didn't give any commentary, but after experiencing this incident, a little change occurred in him.
Whether it is to be in temperament, charm, or momentum, there have been changes. If it was free and easy before, it would be to despise the world and desire now.
He longs for real battles, and the best way to understand his cultivation is to guide a famous teacher. But to the point where Yan Lingyu can hardly teach him. He can only rely on the word "未分", and the best way is to fight. Only from the perspective of combat can he truly be able to fight
The understanding.
In a blink of an eye, he showed a disappointed expression in his eyes. He was disappointed with too few masters. Although the prehistoric world is large, it is too cold to the heights. Who can understand the loneliness of masters? Looking at the contempt of the prehistoric world, he can't find him except for the fortune of being in line with the Tao.
When he was the second person who was qualified to fight with him, even if he was lucky, Yan Lingyu did not regard him as an opponent.
"Nothing happened today. The elders and the guardians stayed behind, and the others dispersed." Yan Lingyu gave an order.
Everyone only saw a trace of Yan Xinyun's soul, but they didn't know what happened, and they couldn't see what the fight had been here. They were full of doubts, but this was not something they could ask.
Now Yan Lingyu is the god in their minds. Their faith and Yan Lingyu's orders are more useful than the orders of their parents. It seems that nothing has happened and they each left with their own protective spiritual treasures.
If you want to develop a super force, you must first have a strong leader and a strength that prevents all forces from acting without ease. Secondly, you have enough capital and good qualifications to gain disciples. Yan Lingyu has both, and in
Invisibly, he already has the capital that surpasses the first power demon clan.
In the past, there were only twenty-seven saints in the prehistoric continent, and two more appeared in the battle for Qiyun Holy Island, namely twenty-nine saints. After this promotion, Xiaoyao Sect appeared alone at home.
Seventeen saints, more than three hundred heavenly saints. You should know that the demon clan has only only fourteen saints on the surface, less than three hundred heavenly saints, and there is also a mysterious sect leader at the level of the Saint Lord, Xiaoyao Sect now
If the lineup goes out, even if the demon race sees it, it will take a detour.
"You probably never thought about it today!" Yan Lingyu pointed at everyone and asked.
Except for the five brothers Zhu Tao, everyone looks at me, I look at you, and think back to the past, pretending to be thunder, let alone these super forces, even stronger forces, they have to take a detour, and now
They all have the strength to pretend and have the power to pretend. Jue Sheng, and enter the ranks of super strong men in the prehistoric continent. Even the six major forces dare not offend easily, and more than a dozen Jue Sheng disciples
, The sect formed by more than 300 holy disciples and a sect with the cultivation level of a saint is enough to shake the prehistoric world, and to block people and kill people.
Feeling the hundreds of scorching gazes, Yan Lingyu didn't pay much attention to it. A tower-shaped innate spiritual treasure appeared in his hand. The spiritual treasure flew away from his hand, and the tower was rising from the ground, from a small building less than ten centimeters.
The tower turned into a tower that was thousands of meters high and slowly landed on the island.
"The first floor is the acquired spiritual treasure, the second floor is the evolution spiritual treasure, and the third floor is the innate spiritual treasure! As long as you can enter the first floor, you are qualified to get a acquired spiritual treasure, and you are qualified to get a living spiritual treasure when you enter the second floor.
If you enter the third floor, you are qualified to get two innate spiritual treasures. Remember, don’t take more, otherwise I will not be responsible for any problems." Yan Lingyu gave several people a vaccination in advance.
"You are familiar with the ancient continent. Do you think the best place to move Qiyun Sheng Island to?" Yan Lingyu stared at everyone and asked.
There is a good place, of course, it has been occupied by major forces long ago. How could it be left to the Xiaoyao Sect? Everyone stammered and didn't know how to answer. These expressions were naturally taken in Yan Lingyu's eyes and sighed slightly. Although everyone had the strength and power
, but the fear of the six major forces in my heart is still "Don't worry about anything. No matter which territory is in strength, as long as I value it, it is my Xiaoyao Sect."
What is a robber? This is a robber. A robber who has no strength is killed. A robber with strength is open and upright. It just so happens that Yan Lingyu is a robber with strength and power.
In this world, even if people with powerful forces are robbed openly, no one will say that the Xiaoyao Sect is a robber. What they are saying is that another major force is rising, and the Xiaoyao Sect is unfathomable.
"In addition to the six major forces' garrisons, there are two other places, one is Tianshui Bay, the territory of the demon beast, which is surrounded by mountains and waters, and is full of spiritual energy, especially the pool in the middle, which gives people a feeling of coldness.
But it is still dark! Another place is the Nine Heavens Bing Tan of the Witch Clan. Although it is full of spiritual energy, because Tan Shui is the Nine Yin Weak Water, no one has lived there. If you don’t want to impress the master, you will do it, and
If it can resolve the Nine Yin Weak Water, I suggest that our Xiaoyao Sect is entrenched in the Nine Heavens Bingtan of the Witch Clan.”
Ye Bing answered respectfully, but there was no expression on his face. As the name suggests, he gave people a feeling that he was about to be frozen.
"Is anyone else giving their opinions?" Yan Lingyu looked at everyone and asked.
In fact, the terrain doesn't matter. The real residence of the Xiaoyao Sect is this Qiyun Sheng Island. However, the value of the Xiaoyao Sect is not cheap now. A station also represents the power of the Xiaoyao Sect, so no matter what, you can't just sit on the mountain, but you have to find one.
It has been famous for a long time, and these places must also be suitable for the entrenchment of Qiyunsheng Island.
After waiting for a while, no one answered. Yan Lingyu nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then you can disperse! Ye Bing, let me go to the Jiutian Bingtan of the Witch Clan first."
"What!" Ye Bing heard the word "disband" and thought about what kind of evolutionary spiritual treasure to go to collect, whether it was a weapon or a armor. But as soon as he turned around and left, he heard Yan Lingyu calling him, and he was halfway in the air.
, almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, with his extraordinary cultivation, he maintained his balance and looked at Yan Lingyu in confusion, without expecting that he would let him accompany her, rather than his wife or brother.
"I'm very confused?" Yan Lingyu smiled casually. It's been a long time since he saw a woman who could keep this coldness in front of him, especially the woman's soul was still emitting a trace of white and purple light, which made him call himself the love saint
The person is a little uncomfortable.
Cultivation has color, and souls also have color. The color of the soul can be divided into four types. The acting skills reach the level of the emperor and queen can make the eyes and expressions look flawless, but a person's soul will definitely betray everything.
The color of the soul is relatively monotonous. When you hate a person, the soul in your head is black! When you dislike a person, the soul will turn gray! When the other person is a stranger, the soul has no color! A more familiar person
, the soul will turn yellow! For people with very good feelings, the soul will turn red! If you worship someone, the soul will turn purple! When you fall in love with someone, the soul will appear red!
When you believe in a person, your soul will be white! When facing Yan Lingyu, your soul is obviously white and purple, but it resolutely maintains its cold face, which makes Yan Lingyu a little surprised. Although he did not chase her, he also made her feel that she was not chasing her.
His love saint is a bit hurtful of self-esteem.
"I asked you to accompany me to Jiutian Bingtan. Have you heard it clearly?" Yan Lingyu stared at Ye Bing interestingly. Animals with humans all have feelings, but she could hide her feelings to the point where she could not even find them. The more she could not see them.
The more you know the worry, the more people want to dig it out, so they are also interested in it. "I really don't know how you grew up, even I'm almost frozen into ice by you."
When Ye Bing heard that he admired and believed in Yan Lingyu asked him like this, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned pale, and he didn't know how to answer.
If it were normal, Yan Lingyu would definitely get to the bottom of it, but there were too many things happening today, and his current goal is Jiutian Bingtan, which is even colder than her. "Let's go!"
After a while, neither of them wanted to move. Yan Lingyu looked at Ye Bing in confusion, and at the same time, he found a puzzled look from the other party and asked in confusion, "Why don't you leave!"
Ye Bing had a fainting thought, as if I should ask you this sentence! You are the sect leader, and if you don’t walk ahead, will I dare to walk? "You should walk ahead." In an instant, Yan Lingyu finally understood,
It turned out that her identity was suppressing her and said embarrassedly, "I don't know the way. If you ask you to go ahead, just go ahead."
Hearing this answer, Ye Bing looked like you were an alien. Saint Lord, how many years of cultivation would you have to achieve in adulthood. Even her, who was still a Tiansheng cultivation a day ago, almost traveled all over the prehistoric continent.
, But a saint did not know such a famous place, even if he cheated a three-year-old child, he would not believe it! But how did this sect leader tell him?
It's no wonder. It would be strange if she knew that Yan Lingyu was only over 100 years old and tens of thousands of times younger than him, and it would be strange if she didn't jump up and screamed at monsters.