Without real death, how could it be possible to practice the speed that almost exceeded the limit of the monk?

"This scroll of magic requires extremely fast adaptability, and it uses wood-based spiritual power as the basis for attack, so it needs to be used more effectively to achieve the effect of attack.

"The Rising Sun's attack power and speed are extremely high, and in the future, it will help you master this set of spells as soon as possible." Yan Feng looked at Yan Ling with a smile.

Yan Ling was very surprised when he heard this, but he suddenly thought of something and was a little frustrated: "Your Excellency, this game should be about to start......

If it weren't for the competition, Yan Ling felt that he could stay here for half a year.

Although the rising sun looks terrible, and the strength is really terrifying, but if you can have it as a sparring partner, why worry about not being able to practice?

"The speed at which time passes here is under my control." Yan Feng smiled and said authentically.

Before Yan Ling was surprised, Yan Fenghuan's figure disappeared.

Only a clear and smiling voice echoed under the starry sky: "When your slender cloud wanders and can avoid the flames of the rising sun and trap it for five breaths, you will have no problem dealing with Yan Kongling." ”

As these words fell, the rising sun flapped its wings, and the huge body wrapped in white-gold flames flew in.

Yan Ling's face distorted, and he wanted to flee for his life quickly.

However, the slender clouds on his feet were extremely unskillful, and as soon as he ran out of a short section, he fell into the unfathomable water with a "plop".

On the dark blue surface of the water, a huge water scroll of more than ten meters suddenly rolled up, and Yan Ling was quickly thrown up by something.

Soaking wet, but sane.

She watched as the rising sun's massive tiger claws tore at her.

At this time, the fear of being just submerged had not yet dissipated, and she couldn't even get the exercises running.

The spiritual consciousness suddenly felt a sharp pain, the tiger claws tore through the body, and the burning sensation of the white-gold fire on the body of the rising sun, her entire spiritual consciousness curled up on the ground for a long time.

The Rising Sun really showed no mercy!

However, when she recovered and looked at it again, there was no wound on her body!

It seems that here, although the attack can't cause her wounds, the collateral pain effect can still be experienced as if she had experienced it herself.

Thinking of the burning pain, Yan Ling trembled twice.

Raising his head, the rising sun had already taken more than ten steps back, the tiger's head was slightly raised, his wings were retracted again, and he stood "noblely".

Inexplicably, Yan Ling actually saw a faint disgust in the brown tiger eyes.

"Come again!" The unwillingness in his heart was ignited, and Yan Ling roared and got up again.

Thus, the silent space began a three-month cycle of "screaming".

Yan Ling "escaped from the tiger's mouth" again and again, and the clouds and fields made rapid progress.

……

In the car.

After Yan Ling fell asleep, no one took the initiative to speak anymore, Yan Fenghuan was on the ground and closed his eyes to recuperate, while Yan Lingyue had been paying attention to the state of Yan Ling.

The car drove smoothly towards its destination.

More than half an hour later, Na Yan San reminded loudly: "Young Master Silent Moon, Miss Yan, we are almost there." ”

Yan Fenghuan opened his eyes and snapped his fingers at Yan Ling, who was leaning on the car mat and "sleeping" soundly.

Yan Ling was suddenly shocked and almost jumped up.

Her little face was full of surprise, which startled Yan Xiaoyue next to her and Yan San who was driving.

"Do you still want to 'die together'?" Yan Fenghuan leaned against the car window and asked with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Yan Ling touched his hair, "Don't worry, I won't take him down, I'll come to see you!" ”

Although the Rising Sun's attacks couldn't really hurt her, the pain was terrifying.

And the Rising Sun is simply very conscientious, although it dislikes the speed of the spirit every time, but every time it "kills" it spares no effort, and the spirit is numb by it.

Her slender clouds are not so much progress as they are the instinct to escape and counterattack.

But in the end she far exceeded her goal, which was very pleased, and even the rising sun was so satisfied that she shook her claws twice.

If three months ago, her slender clouds were still like stepping on a mud pit, then now she can definitely become a big killer!

Just now, His Holiness even gave her time to adjust her state to the best before she brought her spiritual sense back.

Yan Ling's face was full of confidence.

If she can't win against Yan Kunling like this, then she really has to apologize!

"It doesn't have to be!" Yan Feng laughed and scolded.

Yan San, who was driving, almost took the car to the flower garden on the side of the road after listening to Yan Ling's words.

Miss Yan Ling slept for a while, why did she start to know how thick the sky was? He shook his head secretly, and only said that Yan Fenghuan had given Yan Ling some kind of crazy medicine.

In the end, Yan Sanqi drove a short distance and parked in front of an old house that looked very shabby.

The group got out of the car, Yan Lianyue frowned and observed this remote place, and then looked at Yan San vigilantly and did not speak.

It's not like there's any place to try.

Yan San smiled and said, "This is a disguise to cover up the secret realm, everyone, please come with me." ”

Yan San took a few people into the old house, which was different from the dilapidated outside, but the inside was well organized.

In front of a gray door, four heavily armed security guards stopped them, Yan San handed out a sign for them to check, and after a device was illuminated, one of the security personnel nodded at Yan San.

The door slowly opened.

Yan San came over and led everyone inside, and introduced as he walked: "This is a secret realm discovered by the Lingwu Bureau, and the major families have been coveting it for a long time, and the Lingwu Bureau has not let go." But this time, the Yan family compared, but the Lingwu Bureau lent us the venue for free. ”

Speaking of this, an expression of pride appeared on Yan San's face.

He looked at Yan Fenghuan and the three brothers and sisters, and said meaningfully: "This is all thanks to the face of our wife and patriarch!" ”

Several people ignored him.

Yan Ling snorted softly with disdain, look at Li Yuhui's face? How big is the face?

Yan Jingyue took a deep look at Yan Fenghuan, who was walking leisurely in front of her.

I'm afraid it's not even a respectful face.

Even if Yan Jing's cultivation reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, it was not enough for the Spirit Martial Bureau to end up in person.

A few people walked around a corner, and their vision widened in front of them.

In the distance, a huge rectangular playing field appeared, and the occasional flash of light showed the intensity of the fight.

Around the arena are tens of meters of grandstands, on which sit monks of all different costumes.

And the group of them was standing on a high mountain cliff, still separated by several mountains and long rivers.

There is no road ahead.

Na Yansan turned around, bowed to everyone, and said "humbly": "Ahead is the natural protective line of this secret realm, which will automatically block all those who enter. ”

That's a little wonderful.

Yan Ling stepped forward to stare at Yan San and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Yan San smiled: "Miss Yan Ling, you really want them to come, I can't refuse, this is the closest place they can stay." ”

He showed a helpless look on his face: "In this position, I still pleaded with the big brothers of the guards, otherwise according to the rules, people without spiritual power will not be able to enter." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Yan Fenghuan and Yan Xiaoyue "vaguely", obviously referring to the two of them.

Yan Ling pulled out a mocking smile: "What if I want to take them there?" ”

Yan San let go of his body and smiled at Yan Ling: "Here, if you go alone, you can naturally pass through the barrier of this protective line, but if you want to bring someone who has no spiritual power over, you might as well try?" ”

Even monks like them had to work hard to get there.

Even if the spiritual cultivation is higher than them, it is difficult to bring two people who have no spiritual power.

"Heh-" Behind her, Yan Fenghuan didn't know when she found a mountain rock to lean on, she chuckled, causing Yan Ling and Yan San to look at her.

"I want to ask, did Li Yuhui also teach you to leave Yan Xiaoyue here in this way?" Yan Feng looked at Yan San with a smile.

Yan San's face changed.

But his reaction was not bad, he immediately adjusted his expression, and sighed: "How could Madam specifically target the little young master?" Besides, the protective line here is natural, and the lady has the heart and powerlessness! ”

Yan Fenghuan's eyes narrowed in disgust: "Didn't I say it, how many years does it take to be crazy to think of this trick?" ”

The smile on Yan San's face disappeared, and the eyes that looked at Yan Fenghuan became indifferent: "It's not a good thing to be unforgiving, if you can pass this line of defense today, please take care of yourself!"

"As for Young Master Silent Moon, since you don't have spiritual power, it's better to stay here with us. When Young Master Kongling wins the championship of the clan competition, we will go to the celebration banquet with you!"

Yan San approached Yan Silent Moon as he spoke, and as his words fell, several more people appeared on the cliff.

Yan Fenghuan leaned leisurely on the rock: "Tut-tut, five levels, two are still beginners, where did you get the courage?" ”

She turned her head to look at Yan Ningyue: "With your skills, it doesn't seem to be a problem to knock them down, right?" ”

Yan Shanyue was surprised for a moment, then silently pulled out the dagger on her body and nodded honestly.

Although he has never practiced, he has been trained in the army for many years, and his skills are not bad.

It's just that he didn't expect Yan Fenghuan to let him make a move, after all, within the scope of the Lingwu Realm, monks have always looked down on "ordinary people" like him.

"Okay, you get rid of them." Yan Feng said with a smile, and then she looked at Yan Ling, "You go over first, remember, I don't want to eat any celebration banquet." ”

Yan Ling smiled at Yan Feng, his face full of indomitable sharpness: "Okay! I've got the first one! ”

With that, she leaped forward, and the trees in the protective line quickly stretched out their blocking branches, and the river around the playing field began to rush and churn.

Yan Ling's slender figure jumped and churned in the vast forest, but the dense rattan seemed to be unable to even get close to her, and then she delicately crossed the wide river.

Soon they were in front of the gate, which was as tall as the city gate of the stadium.

She turned around and waved her hand in the direction of Yan Fenghuan, and then flashed in.

Over here—

Yan Fenghuan didn't care whether Yan Ling could see it or not, he raised his hand and waved it over there.

When she put it down, there were already a bunch of people in front of her who had been knocked down by Yan Silent Yue.

The dagger pulled out by Yan Jingyue was not used, and it was inserted back into his waist early, and he was looking at a few people on the ground a little speechlessly.

I really didn't expect such a dish.