Looking at it like a paradise, Yan Ling'er was extremely happy in her heart, this feeling of willows and flowers was too comfortable, like a new life. However, when he had not yet recovered from the situation in front of him, and set his eyes on the void, a coldness directly submerged into his primordial spirit.

The Baizhang Void is extremely bright, but there are no illusory stars above the void, and there is no reflection of the Flame Spirit Imperial Capital, this kind of light, as if this illusory world was born naturally, there is no source point, and there is no light source.

Looking at such a strange scene, Yan Ling'er had never seen it, and among the many ruins 10,000 years ago, he had never found such a strange place.

In addition to the shock in his heart, extreme fear burned in the depths of the primordial spirit, in the fire spirit illusion realm, he had never heard of such a place where such light was born naturally, and this was also an impossible place.

This phenomenon is not as simple as simply violating the law, he frowned, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "How can this be such a scene?"

"Terran, this is not the place you should be!"

Just as Yan Ling'er was muttering to herself, a sound haunting this illusory world sounded in the land of light, and the surrounding sound was like an echo of the valley, fading away, lingering and disappearing.

However, before Yan Ling'er could reply, the ancient aura in the hundred meridians and ten veins seemed to be out of control, separating a wisp of rich aura, which overflowed directly from his body, along the flowers and plants on the ground, and the soil flowed into the trickling stream, and along the stream, it went up in the opposite direction, all the way up towards the waterfall. Finally, when you are in the middle of the waterfall, it suddenly disappears.

Yan Ling'er looked at the mysterious direction of that wisp of aura and the place where it disappeared, her brows furrowed slightly, this wisp of ancient aura did not have the slightest intention of fierce battle, but it was like an inquiry signal.

"There's a creature there?"

"No, why didn't the battle that Fang just chased disappear before it entered here?"

At this moment, Yan Ling'er had just completely woken up from the strange situation at the moment, and now he also realized that the previous battle had completely disappeared since he had submerged into this world, and even the trace of not entering was gone.

"Whew..."

"Whew... Chirp..."

In the center of the waterfall of dozens of feet, several earth-shattering birdsong sounded suddenly in the trickle of water in this stream and the sound of the waterfall falling to the ground and exploding, like a thunder that broke the sky, breaking this originally extremely quiet place.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying fire spirit aura rushed out from the center of the waterfall like a sharp sword.

"Terran, if you don't want to die and have no place to be buried, then obediently confess, why do you have the power of my Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon Clan's bloodline?"

A fiery red finch demon beast suddenly rushed out from the center of the waterfall, and the body of the huge demon beast that covered the sky and the sun directly made this piece of heaven and earth, with the color of light, suddenly turn into a little fiery red.

In addition, the world is as if it were still, the sound of birdsong ceases instantly, the fragrance of flowers seems to sink into nothingness, the fierce waterfall is suspended in the void, and the trickling stream stops flowing as if it is frozen in ice.

"Floating and Sinking Occult Arts?"

The time and space of this illusory world suddenly stopped, making Yan Ling'er suddenly sound the scene of a shattered hanging peak, everything was so similar, as if it was copied and portrayed.

However, before he could think too much about it, the huge demon beast body had directly enveloped this piece of heaven and earth, and in an instant, the body that covered the sky and the sun flew to a distance of only a few zhang away from Yan Ling'er, and the original light in front of him was already covered with a layer of fiery red luster at this moment, and at the same time, a terrifying fire spirit coercion directly enveloped him.

The sudden increase in the pressure of the flame spirit directly made Yan Ling'er lower his head, as if he was worshipping the king, not only that, but at this moment, he also felt that it was extremely difficult to breathe, this kind of pressure in the coercion made his Yuan Shen work, and the birth of the divine qi of the hundred meridians and ten veins was much slower.

You must know that now, with the blessing of the tombstone, his own strength has reached above the ninth stage of the attached realm, and at this moment, he has already condensed the primordial spirit in the sea of consciousness, and his spiritual power has reached the level of a first-grade flame tattoo master.

But even so, he still felt that his state was extremely bad, and at this moment, if it weren't for the protection of the ancient aura in the hundred meridians and ten veins in his body, he was afraid that with such coercion, he would directly let him explode and die.

However, it was also like this, such a terrifying fire spirit coercion also made him realize how terrifying the strength of the demon clan powerhouse on the other side was, and his face was extremely ugly now.

There was a hint of paleness in the iron blue.

"Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon Clan!!"

"Sure enough, it's the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon Clan!"

Hearing the words of the demon beast opposite, Yan Ling'er instantly understood what the words of the demon beast in front of him meant, and the demon saint "hidden" in the inky black tombstone in his body must be the saint of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon Clan.

"How could such a saint be in my Yan Mansion!"

With his face alternating between blue and white, he slowly raised his head and looked at the huge Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon in the void.

On the sturdy body, extremely beautiful muscle lines, full and without the slightest superfluity, fiery red and dazzling wings, each spread has a distance of dozens of zhang, and every feather on the wings shows extreme nobility, like a natural king.

Above the head of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon, under the feathers, the pale golden light, like a natural golden crown, looks extremely noble.

Looking at the real Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon, Yan Ling'er also remembered that the lines on the ink-black tombstone in his Yan Mansion were not the same as the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon flying overhead, but they were basically the same, which confirmed this.

In the Yan Mansion, there must be an ancestor of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon Clan in the tombstone.

The more it was confirmed, the more Yan Ling'er realized the predicament in front of her, and waves of unsettled waves arose!

The Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon Clan's protection of the bloodline power of the race is terrifying, they will never allow the bloodline of the clansmen to flow outside, especially the demon clan above the fifth grade, it is even more taboo, because when it reaches the fifth rank or above, such strength, even if it is a skeleton, it is already a treasure.

Seeing this, Yan Ling'er's chagrin in her heart can be imagined.

"Big brother, you controlled me here and found your people, but you are talking?"

Feeling the coercion of Yan Ling, the helpless Yan Ling'er was overlooking the Yan Mansion, and couldn't help but shout loudly at the inky black tombstone. In this way, there was still no sound in the Yan Mansion, but the ancient aura in the hundred meridians and ten veins had not disappeared at all.

"Terran, hurry up and reply to this demon venerable's question, otherwise, I will have to take my own blood!"

Yan Ling'er called towards Yanfu to no avail, the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon in the void warned him again, this time, he also knew the strength of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon in front of him.

Supreme Realm, Five-Rank Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon!

In this way, Yan Ling'er also wanted to answer the question of the Vermilion Bird Demon Venerable in front of him immediately, but for some reason, the words that flowed into his throat disappeared as if mysterious.

"Uncle... This is to play me to death!"

Aware of the changes in his body, Yan Ling'er suddenly found that not only the control of his body had disappeared, but even the verbal control at the moment had also disappeared.

In this way, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help but scold in the Yan Mansion.

On the other hand, the Suzaku Spirit Demon suspended in the air looked at the Terrans below, did not speak, and looked at himself with a stubborn head raised, the chill in his eyes flashed, and he had to think that it was his ignorance for the performance of the Terrans below.

Waiting, patience, and finally reached the limit, seeing the human race below, the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon, he shook his head, and did not speak, but the power of the Yan Spirit, which was already extremely terrifying, also increased suddenly, and a breath that was enough to make the Yan Realm Flame Immortal die instantly, immediately enveloped Yan Ling'er.

When the sudden increase in the terrifying flame spirit coercion completely enveloped Yan Ling'er, at this moment, he was no longer simply unable to breathe, it was as simple as that, this feeling of being very close to death was too much to count.

At this time, he could clearly feel the pressure of the whole body, the hundred meridians and ten veins, the Yanfu, and the sea of consciousness, all of which were climbing steadily, and the skin was extremely tender and white, and the red blood stains gradually appeared, and after that, many blood veins on the body seemed to collapse, and began to break apart, and the blood slowly dripped down from the body.

The ancient aura that was still in the bloodline was slowly blending into Yan Ling'er's flesh and blood at this moment.

"Uncle!"

"Your uncle!"

"Bastard!

Feeling the shattering of the blood in her body, Yan Ling'er finally couldn't bear it, and began to scold like a shrew scolding the street, and it was also at this time that the ancient mansion immediately ran at a high speed, and the soul of the flame in the Yan Mansion and the ancient breath in the tombstone were all constantly producing flame power and breath, which were poured into the body's hundred meridians and ten veins, but even like this, it still couldn't stop the many meridians in the body from breaking.

Now Yan Ling'er, he can also feel the sound of the meridians breaking in his body, the feeling like a rope breaking.

However, he didn't realize that when the ancient breath was continuously infused and flowed out of the bloodline and into the body, the originally shattered bloodline was surprisingly healing step by step.

However, it only took a moment to heal, and it shattered under the pressure of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon's flame spirit.

The pressure of the Yan Spirit in just a few breaths made Yan Ling'er already have blood all over her body at this moment, just like a blood person.

The Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon in the void, how powerful, naturally immediately noticed the changes in the body of the human race below, and the original strong killing intent in his eyes was slowly disappearing in surprise, and what replaced the killing intent was curiosity, extremely rare, and the surprise of the human race.

However, the coercion of the flame spirit is still being released at this moment, but the current release is not as powerful as Fang Cai, just like the protection of the human race in front of him. With the release of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon's flame spirit pressure under control, at this moment, the speed at which the blood veins in Yan Ling'er's body were shattering and healing as if it were controllable, shattering, healing, shattering, and healing.

"Uncle, your uncle..."

"What bullshit Vermilion Spirit Demon Clan, what Demon Saint, what Demon Venerable!"

"You..."

"Well, no, how do you feel that my bloodline hasn't completely collapsed?"

Yan Ling'er, who was extremely devastated, kept scolding the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon in front of him and in the Yan Mansion, he thought that he could rush again in this life, but now he was going to die in the hands of the two Vermilion Bird Spirit Demons.

However, just as he was scolding, he suddenly found that his body meridians had changed, although many bloodlines were still crumbling, but after an instant, there was a surprising healing, and the healing bloodlines seemed to be more tenacious than before, and the tenacity was significantly enhanced.

In this way, Yan Ling'er seemed to understand something, and he didn't stop at all, he stood upright, slowly sat down, and entered a meditative posture.

The blood, also from the broken blood, continues to flow out, and after an instant, the broken bloodline heals rapidly, and the blood in the body is constantly reborn at a very fast speed.

And many of the ancient breaths and flame power generated in the Yan Mansion also flowed through the hundred meridians and ten veins, and finally submerged into the body.

Just like this, the Vermilion Bird Spirit Demon suspended in the air hummed in a low voice: "Hmph... Nirvana reborn!"