Hearty laughter filled the air, and countless Flamers focused their gazes. Next to Zhou Xiaoli, the figure of an unpretentious man slowly emerged.
"Yan...Yan Linger!"
Perhaps because of Zhou Xiaoli's support, when Yan Ling'er appeared, many flamers showed surprise, as if they were seeing the savior.
"You...why are you here?"
Contrary to the surprises of many flamers, Liu Xuanyang was a little anxious.
The second lightning disaster is about to fall. Yan Ling'er's appearance here at this moment is not a good thing for Zhong Liqing.
Looking around, Yan Ling'er had a faint smile on her lips, without explaining anything. This made Liu Xuanyang even more anxious. When he was about to ask further questions, Liu Xuanzhen stopped him. In such a situation, it would not be a wise move to ask further questions.
.
The anger of the people is hard to offend, and the survival of one person is no longer the concern of many people in the secret realm.
What's more, everything Yan Ling'er can do has been done, and it is reasonable to rely entirely on Zhong Liqing for the rest, and this is the normal result.
Yan Ling'er looked at Liu Xuanzhen, nodded slightly, without saying anything, and looked around, seeing thousands of flames casting blazing gazes.
"Fearers, the changes in the desolate secret realm have exceeded expectations. To be honest, if you stay, the probability of survival of everyone present is less than one thousandth. If you choose to leave, the probability of survival will be only 30%."
"So, I suggest that those who are below the Sensation Realm leave the Desolate Secret Realm!"
Without escaping, Yan Ling'er showed a warm smile on her face, like the sunshine in spring, and said to the thousands of Flamers in front of her. However, the meaning conveyed in the voice shocked the countless Flamers present, and they looked at Yan Ling'er with confidence.
The battle in the secret realm has begun, and countless flamers have fallen in this battle. Now, they have actually entered a dilemma.
Countless flamers on the battlefield looked at Yan Ling'er, and then their voices of discussion were particularly harsh.
"If you stay, it's only one-thousandth. If you leave, it's less than 30%. What's going on?"
"Yeah, what exactly is going on?"
"Hmph... don't listen to him. He's a coward after waiting for so long."
Countless Flamers looked at the Saints in front of them. Although the Saints were terrifying, how could they give up so easily, as they had been licking blood from the beginning to the end? What's more, there was only the last battle left in the battle of the Secret Realm before they could embark on the journey of the Hundred Kings to Sainthood.
road.
Looking at the crowd, Yan Ling'er naturally knew what they were thinking. With a smile on his face, he continued: "One thousandth is the highest estimate. In his previous life, the Saint Mozun was a super strong man in the middle stage of the Supreme Realm. Although he is only now
The state of the soul, in terms of strength, is absolutely no less than the human race’s true state of perfection.”
At this point, Yan Linger's voice stopped.
The reality is perfect. This state is in the Nine Continents. Countless flames know what it means. Only the super powerful sect leader may have this kind of strength. What's more, there is Quan Ze beside him.
, super strong people like Sweet Pea.
"Yan Ling'er, isn't it unreasonable for you to say this?"
Ling Tianlei's face was as gloomy as water, and a cold voice sounded. He was alone, but the army of saints was still there. If the thousands of flamers retreated, then thousands of holy spirits would participate in the battle against the remaining strong ones, and they, originally, were the only ones left.
There is a one-thousandth chance that the area will be reduced again.
In fact, the probability of survival is probably one in 10,000, and how many of them have strong senses?
Yan Ling'er did not explain this, but said in a concise and concise manner: "If you are afraid of those with strong senses, you can also leave the secret realm."
With a breath, the battlefield suddenly became subtle. Ling Tianlei's complexion turned livid. Everyone looked at Yan Ling'er as if he were a madman. Previously, he had advised those who let the realm flamers to leave. Perhaps it was out of the overall interests of the human race. Now, it was inevitable to let those who were strong in the realm of senses leave.
A degree of irresponsibility.
After all, defeat in the secret realm battle was not a wise decision.
Nie Fenglin looked at Zhou Xiaoli with a solemn expression on his face, letting his character be free and unrestrained.
But he would never act like Yan Ling'er in front of him. After all, if he acts like this, the Yan Zhe left behind will have no choice but to die.
Coming from Bingzhou, he was influenced by Bingxuan Sect from birth and knew the life and death situations of human beings.
Sacrifice, whether it is worth it or not, is always being weighed.
"madman!"
The livid Ling Tianlei looked at Yan Ling'er in front of him, unable to speak for a long time. Finally, he waved his clothes and hit his sleeves, leaving a curse, and walked alone on the edge.
In the desolate secret realm, Jiuyou Tianqing Palace was almost destroyed, and there was absolutely no way that Ling Tianlei could leave like this.
Jiuzhou Peak Glory does not allow him to do this.
Yan Ling'er looked at Ling Tianlei with a calm expression, neither angry nor happy. The latter's decision turned out not to be as he expected.
The eyes flowed, and then were projected to other flames. Here, thousands of flames gathered in clans. On the Nuo Dadongfu battlefield, no less than a hundred groups gathered. This is a close-up view of desolation. Even the human race is like a mess at this moment.
The forces are complex and the interests are numerous.
Among the various sects, there were many powerful people who looked at each other in confusion and did not make any decision for a while.
However, there were also some third-rate and second-rate forces. Seeing that Mo Zun was becoming silent, they silently chose to withdraw.
The strength displayed by the saints was too terrifying. At this moment, although Mo Zun closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping, judging from the aura emitted, everyone knew that this state would not last long, and if he woke up, with Mo Zun's cruelty,
, massacre will inevitably become inevitable again, and at that time, they will not even have the ability to protect themselves.
"Senior brother, what should we do next?"
Among the team wearing a robe embroidered with orchids, a girl looked worried and asked in a low voice to the man in front of her with a bit of fear. At this moment, the man's eyes were also full of bloodshot eyes and he looked around.
, nearly a hundred figures surrounded him, their expressions were full of decadence, and they had no will to fight at all.
This group is apparently from the Meiyou Sect of Anyang County.
When they first entered, the sect gathered from the entrances of many secret realms and gathered in the wilderness. Thousands of people were released at once, and their momentum was so strong that it was close to a super power. In addition, Zheye's potential was amazing, although he had not reached the Thirteenth Nine Provinces.
The height of the leader of the forces was not weaker than them at all. It was not until they entered the East Fu Fire Tomb that the distance between them became wider and wider.
At the beginning, many flamers of Meiyou Sect wanted to make great achievements in this desolate secret realm.
It is a pity that after this battle, more than 700 of the sect's Realm Flamers were killed, with less than a hundred remaining, and the sect was almost wiped out with casualties. This miserable situation is second to none in the Dongfu battlefield. However, all this may also be the reason for the Meiyou Sect's disciples
Entry is inextricably linked.
Looking at the scattered team, his eyes then stared into the depths of the oasis. Despite all the reluctance in his heart, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
For a time, nearly a hundred people felt their hearts dropped.
The man looked at the emotions of everyone, and he knew that this might be the most accurate decision he made when entering the desolate secret realm. The light in his hand flickered, and the purple-gold Yuan Deer Order appeared for a moment. A helpless smile spread across his cheeks, but then
He lowered his head, raised his head slightly, and looked at the man at the front of the team.
"Yan Ling'er, I wonder what kind of situation our sect's chief Zhe Ye is in the blood pool right now?"
The man's words, his simple face, showed a look of firm expectation. Regarding his question, he knew that the man in front of him could be completely ignored. For a moment, the hearts of many Yanmen of Meiyou Sect were slightly tight, and their eyes were filled with tears.
, with some expectations.
Zheye has become their last hope.
Looking at the disciples of Meiyou Sect, these people have nothing to do with him. Really speaking, they are just Zhe Ye making a move outside Liuqing City. And he can even forgive Zhe Ye, so why can't he do it to them?
?
"Break through the sensory realm!"
Upon hearing this, nearly a hundred Yan people from Meiyou Sect were filled with joy, and the man in front also had a bitter smile on his lips.
"Thank you. Although I don't know what happened in the blood pool, if the chief can break through, I think your protection will be indispensable."
"Coming out of Anyang County, we hope you can go to the final Yuanlu baptism!"
The man's words were simple and sincere, and the sudden change made Yan Ling'er a little moved.
How long had it been since entering the secret realm that she hadn't felt such a wonderful feeling? Yan Ling'er couldn't tell clearly, but from the man's eyes, Yan Ling'er could tell that the latter had no intention.
However, before he could say anything, the battlefield gradually began to boil.
This time, it's not a battle, but a change in Yuanlu Order's points.
At the last moment, many flamers from the Meiyou Sect held Yuanlu Lings in their hands, smiles appeared on their cheeks, and their choice was to give points.
This kind of approach was never heard of at the beginning, but they are all doing it now. The figures of nearly a hundred flamers from Meiyou Sect gradually disappeared. They left the deserted secret realm with Yuanlu Token in hand. Here, points are as valuable as life.
But after leaving the secret realm, these points are worthless.
And they have accumulated a very considerable amount of points in the battle so far. They originally thought that they could complete their qualitative improvement through these points, but only now do they realize how extravagant this is.
The battle in the secret realm was too terrifying, and being able to leave alive was the greatest gift to them.
Yan Ling'er, who was holding the Yuanlu Ling, looked at the sharply increased points in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The points were still of great use to him.
"Thanks!"
Looking at the continuously increasing points, Yan Ling'er murmured, her words filled with truth.
At the same time, except for the Meiyou Sect, some of the Flamers from other continents also left at this time. They looked at the top Flamers represented by their continents, their eyes full of affirmation without any entanglement.
"Huo Wu, Fire Continent's last hope, I hope you can embark on the road to becoming a saint by a hundred kings, and finally be baptized by Yuanlu."
"Young Continent Master, the battle in the secret realm is dangerous. I hope you can set foot on the top of the secret realm with Master Nie."
"Yan Ling'er, Jie Jie... the final draw of Phoenix Continent depends on you!"
"I am also optimistic about you. Although you are from the Phoenix Continent, I will also give you a thumbs up since you are from the Holy Continent!"
...
On the Nuo Dadongfu battlefield, countless Flamers looked at Yan Ling'er, Zhou Xiaoli, Di Lingzi and other Peak Flamers standing in front of them with their hands behind their backs, and their figures gradually became illusory.
Leaving was his choice.
After all, the survival probability of one thousandth compared to 30%, the gap is huge, everyone understands.
However, this time of farewell, a smile of relief appeared on the cheeks of many Yan people.
Since the opening of the secret realm, more than two years have passed in the blink of an eye for Jie Chen. Here, they have to face various battles every day. Saints, humans, demons, and the origin of the secret realm, the Flame Beast. In every battle, there is no one.
It's not extremely dangerous.
However, danger and possibility coexist, and those who are able to persist to this day have probably obtained Yuanlu Heart. If they are lucky enough to return to their continent this time, it will bring about a qualitative change for them.
After two years of fighting, the increase in fire power is limited, but the quantitative and qualitative changes brought about by the fighting and Yuan Luxin are unlimited.
"Let's go, finally leave this hellish place!"
"It's time to go back and have a good sleep!"
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With the departure of thousands of flamers, although the will is different, the result is the same.
"Sister..."
"Everyone, please leave. What Yan Ling'er said is true. Mo Zun is too strong. He can cut off the leg of an Earthling with one move. This is definitely not something you can face."
A group of pretty women, each with a charming face, looked at Huo Wu and called out with some reluctance.
For them, Huo Wu just smiled slightly and pulled another girl beside him. The latter was another Sensation Flamer from the Fire God Palace. At the beginning, Huo Wu also advised her to leave the Sensation Flame. However, the latter was stubborn.
It made her stubborn and finally stayed.
Looking at the two of them, they nodded slightly, their eyes full of reluctance, and they stopped talking and their voices slowly disappeared.
Following that, countless flamers left the Dongfu Fire Tomb of Nuoda, and there were only about twenty people left. They looked at the departing flamers and bowed slightly.
Yan Ling'er held the Yuanlu Ling in her hand, looked at the ranking above, and grinned.
Desolate Secret Realm: No. 20, Ling Tianlei, Yuan Wang List, 963,420 points; Red Gold List, Nine-Star Red Gold Order, third place; Bounty List, 18 million flame stones.
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Desolate Secret Realm: No. 14, Liu Xuanyang, Yuan Wang List, 1,263,420 points; Red Gold List, Nine-Star Red Gold Order, third place; Reward List, 880,000 Flame Stones.
Desolate Secret Realm: Thirteenth place, Liu Xuanzhen, Yuan Wang List, 1,386,260 points; Red Gold List, Nine Star Red Gold Order, second place; Reward List, 650,000 Flame Stones.
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Desolate Secret Realm: No. 10, Li Kunyuan, Yuan Wang List, 1,862,220 points; Purple Gold List, Eight-Star Purple Gold Order, second place; Reward List, 11.4 million Flame Stones.
Desolate Secret Realm: Ninth place, Gu Hao, Yuan Wang List, 1,925,260 points; Purple Gold List, Eight-Star Purple Gold Order, second place; Reward List, 11.4 million Flame Stones.
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Desolate Secret Realm: Third place, Fire Dance, Yuan Wang List, 2364520 points; Red Gold List, Nine Star Red Gold Order, first place; Bounty List, 900,000 Flame Stones.
Desolate Secret Realm: Second place, Zhou Xiaoli, Yuan Wang List, 2,657,120 points; Red Gold List, Nine-Star Red Gold Order, first place; Bounty List, 900,000 Flame Stones.
Desolate Secret Realm: First place, Yan Linger, Yuan Wang List, 3,262,400 points; Purple Gold List, Six-Star Purple Gold Order, first place; Reward List, 8.3 million Flame Stones.
"Congratulations to Brother Yan for being ranked first!"