"Seal~"

With a sound that was not too loud, a cloud of silver light exploded around the bodies of the two gods, and the space instantly froze.

"Break~" The two gods frozen in the space shot almost at the same time, and a terrifying mysterious aura emanated from their bodies, and with the sound of clicking, dense cracks began to crack in the frozen space.

"Retreat~"

Yang Ling stretched out his hand to move forward, and a golden ripple rippled in the frozen space, accompanied by a pair of light and shadow, the picture displayed on it continued to retreat, and the cracks in the ice began to continue to be bridged back in the same way, but under the resistance of the two gods, the cracks quickly reappeared and continued to spread in the solidified space.

The moment Yang Ling sealed the bodies of the two god clans, a group of guys from the Longxi clan all showed their dragon bodies and pounced on the two battle spirits, and the colorful dragons completely suppressed the two tall war spirits in an instant.

"Click~"

With the dense sound, Yang Ling was still downwind with one enemy and two enemies, and dense cracks had appeared in the frozen space, and the space solidification only lasted less than two minutes before it was shattered, and with a pop, the frozen space exploded like broken ice, and the moment the two gods got out of trouble, the violent mystical power overwhelmingly pressed down on Yang Ling.

"Boom~"

The surrounding space shook violently, and an earthy yellow light mask suddenly appeared and enveloped the two Protoss, and it lasted for less than ten seconds under the impact of the power of the Divine Sense before it shattered, but at this time, the three Protoss War Servants had already sealed the up, down, left and right of the two, and at the same time released a strong interference to prevent the two from sending messages to other Protoss.

"Surrender, Yarman!!, stop struggling!" said one of the war servants.

"Cantona, what the hell are you trying to do, where are these people from?" a Protoss roared angrily.

"Now is not the time to answer the question, you have two choices, one is to fight but you will die soon, and the other is to surrender right away and give you ten seconds to think about it. ”

A huge number 9 appeared out of thin air and then quickly became 8...... 7…… 6……

The two gods were entangled, looking at the constantly beating numbers, and the aura on their bodies was high and low and hesitant.

If you want to fight, you can't beat it, now the war soul of the two has been completely crushed by a group of dragons and can't communicate, without the support of the war spirit, the strength of your own plus the battle armor alone will be almost half discounted, and if the other party completely kills the war spirit, it is almost equal to the rhythm of the end, reaching the Xuan realm, in fact, the war spirit is more important than the body, and the replica can be enabled if the body is gone, but the war spirit is gone, that is, there is no more, and it will not only take hundreds of millions of years to recondense the war spirit, but it is impossible to judge the situation that will occur, and now that you are in the spirit world, it is more difficult to condense a new war soul than to become holy。

“3…… 2…… 1…… Hands-on~"

"Wait~" Just when the three war servants and Yang Ling and a few dragons who were eyeing each other and ready to pounce at any time made a move, the two gods finally confessed.

"Okay, the two of you can go back if you swear to submit to our master Yang Ling!"

"Is it that simple?" the two guys almost didn't get to their feet.

"Yes, just swear an oath, I have always believed in convincing people with virtue!" Yang Ling said with a faint smile.

Great Elder Qing Xuan's face shook a few times involuntarily, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, lacking virtue...... It's also virtue!

A few minutes later, Yang Ling added two more seventh-level war servants of the Protoss, and the two Protoss also received the system information at this time, and then ...... There was no more, and he honestly followed behind his ass and shouted to his master, and began to excitedly come up with plans to deal with the remaining fellow Protoss.

Ten days passed.

Under the auspices of Han Qing, the old spirit clan that had returned from several nearby spirit realms had already begun to clean up the ruins of the Holy Spirit Palace, and Yang Ling's seduction plan was also going very smoothly.

Probably because of the reason for falling into the spirit realm, a group of Xuanjing masters of the Protoss are not very vigilant, and under the seduction of the seventh-level Xuanjing Ore Marrow, they ran over one after another to prepare for a piece of the pie, so in just ten days, Yang Ling had more than 20 war servants of the Protoss, plus ten Longxi Clan and Qianjia, the masters of the Xuanjing Realm were almost the same as the Protoss, and the mysterious disappearance of the Protoss masters one after another also made the Protoss base camp begin to be vigilant.

On this day, more than a dozen Protoss masters came from outside the Spirit Mountain.

"I'll go, this bone is a little hard to gnaw?" Yang Ling was in the courtyard of the system, looking at the group of gods who appeared on the communication light curtain in front of him, slightly surprised.

"Patriarch, what are you afraid of, now we have more than thirty of them, two to fight one, and directly beat out the!" Xuanyin, the angry man of the Red Dragon Clan, rolled up his sleeves, and a group of people around him all nodded with their fists rubbing their fists, not to mention that the other party only came more than ten at the moment, even if there were thirty of them, they could also fight the front, although the seduction plan had achieved remarkable results in the past ten days, it was obviously not too enjoyable, two or three at a time, and they were directly coaxed before the fight started.

"Patriarch, can you let us see what you said about the forbidden spell magic scroll, I've heard you say it many times!" said the Great Elder Qingxuan respectfully.

The corner of Yang Ling's eyes twitched slightly, feeling that this old Taoist priest was not kind.

"Yes, Patriarch, let's see it!" Several of the Longxi guys seemed to be interested.

Yang Ling glanced at the old Taoist priest Qingxuan lightly, thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll let you see the power of the magic scroll today!"

Originally, according to Yang Ling's meaning, the group of Xuan Realm masters of the Protoss would have to be caught alive, and that would greatly enhance their strength.

But now suddenly seventeen of them came, and the previous methods were almost useless, once the fight really started, close to fifty Xuan Realm masters would work together, the scene would get out of control in an instant, and maybe the remaining group of guys in the Protoss base camp would also hear the news.

Nearly 100 Xuanjing masters will definitely collapse in the nearby countless interfaces, and countless spiritual mountains will be shattered, and all the mortal realms attached to the spiritual mountains will collapse.

Yang Ling's brain made up for a moment Sitting in the earth's home, he suddenly saw the sun, moon and stars and the entire universe collapsing, and couldn't help but contract his heart, and there was gold and silver light in the depths of his eyes.

This scene, Yang Ling definitely did not want to appear.

"Qianjia, leave Lingshan with the Xuanjing Ore Essence and bring this group of gods to a barren area!" Yang Ling chose Qianjia to open the communication mode.

"Yes, master!" Although Qian Jia, who was standing on the main peak of the Spirit Mountain, didn't know what Yang Ling meant, he still agreed, and then after putting away the Xuanjing Ore Marrow, he laughed a few times and his body appeared outside the Lingshan shield in a flash, and then a ripple around his body spread and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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