The Far Eastern Prairie, located in the easternmost area of the entire Yulan Continent, has a strong folk style.

Even the god-level high priest and god of war are admired by the people of the extreme east, not gods.

And in a holy place in the Far Eastern Prairie, on the shore of Half Moon Lake, there lives Wu Lihan, the strongest man in the grassland, who is respected as a martial saint.

Wu Lihan is considered to have an excellent temper among the martial saints of the past dynasties, most of the martial saints of the past dynasties are standard steppe personalities, rough and cunning, bold and ruthless, but if Wu Lihan does not know his identity as a martial saint, he will even treat him as an ordinary old herdsman.

When night fell, Wu Lihan dared to return home to his disciples who had worked hard for a day, looking up at the endless starry sky alone.

The twinkling stars represent one plane after another according to the concept of the Coiling Dragon Universe.

"I really want to see it!" The old herdsman lying on the roof touched the scimitar in his hand, but unfortunately his strength is not good, it is only the limit of the Holy Domain, and there are also people who have talked to Lord Beirut among the martial saints of the past dynasties, and they also have some understanding of the higher planes, and the limit of the Holy Domain is really an ant-like character. He wanted to go on a journey, but he had little interest in sending him to death.

"You don't have that chance!" A hoarse voice rang out.

Wu Lihan's face changed greatly, and his body seemed to turn into a fresh breeze, which dissipated directly into the air.

In the next instant, the scimitar in Wu Lihan's hand turned into a sharp edge and slashed directly at the black-robed man who suddenly appeared.

However, the black-robed man did not dodge or dodge, stretched out his right hand like white bones, and directly grasped the knife.

The roaring wind and the sharp blade froze in an instant.

"Truly, I actually comprehended the [Space Blade Mystery] in the law of the wind system, if you become a god, I'm afraid I won't dare to resist your sword. It's a pity you're just a sanctuary. The black-robed man glanced at Wu Lihan with a little surprise, there were not many powerhouses in the Holy Domain who comprehended the high mysteries. Of course, he was only a little surprised, even if Wu Lihan fused Xuan Ao at the level of the Holy Domain, he was definitely not his opponent.

Wu Lihan's face changed greatly, listening to the words of the black-robed man, the other party was a god-level powerhouse.

And as a holy domain, even if he is the ultimate powerhouse in the holy domain, he has no backhand power in the face of the god level.

"Don't play, God's Realm!" The black-robed lower god opened the realm. The realm of God is derived from the power of the Godhead, representing the authority of God between heaven and earth, and the reason why the gap between God and the Holy is at the level of life is mainly because of this authority.

In front of the gods, no matter how powerful the holy realm is, even if it is some of the most unique beings in heaven and earth, even if the strength and soul are not lower than the god level, but in the realm of the gods, there is no backhand.

And Wu Lihan was just a very ordinary Sacred Domain Limit, and his whole body was instantly imprisoned under the Divine Realm, and he couldn't move at all.

"Soul Enslavement!" Two black lights came out of the eyes of the black-robed lower god, shooting into Wu Lihan's body.

Ulhan's body shook violently, and the green tendons were exposed, and he let out a roar of pain, but this sound was cut off by the realm of the gods.

And in Ullihan's mind, a black smoke enveloped his soul. Ulihan is a holy warrior who has lived for more than three thousand years, and his spiritual strength is completely comparable to that of a holy mage, and he has even comprehended some soul defense methods.

However, under the soul enslavement cast by the god-level powerhouse, there was no resistance at all, and the near-substantial soul blade swept through the black mist, but it could not resist its gradual infiltration into the soul.

After struggling in pain for a few seconds, a black light appeared in Ulhan's eyes, and the black-robed man smiled and let go of the realm of the gods.

"Master!" The martial saint Ulihan, who was kind on the outside but arrogant on the inside, knelt down without humiliation and bowed his head.

"Ulihan, give you a task, go to Energizing to gather many strong people to come here." The black-robed man smiled happily, he was unwilling to go to other places on the continent where god-level powerhouses were stationed to avoid provoking the king of the Magnolia Continent plane. However, the Far Eastern Prairie did not have any god-level powerhouses to protect it. And these mortals who do not have god-level protection are in his eyes a drop of elixir that can replenish the power of the soul.

Although the Far Eastern Prairie is vast and sparsely populated, there are quite a few strong people, and maybe they can refine two soul gold beads.

Five days later, in the Temple of the God of War, Wright's clone of the Earth God, who had been stationed here for a long time, received a shocking news.

"What did you say, Ulihan ordered the armies of the three royal courts to assemble, and then the army was slaughtered by god-level powerhouses?" Wright was dumbfounded.

"Yes, Lord War!" In front of Wright, there is an eighth-level magister, although half of his strength, he is the head of the intelligence department of the Puang Empire. You must know that the current Puang Empire is an electoral system, or a thirty-year round, the so-called emperor of flowing water, an iron-clad official, this 'young man' who has worked in the intelligence department for more than a hundred years is definitely of a very high status.

"Tell me more!"

"Yes, sir. Five days ago, Lord Ulihan wrote a letter to the powerhouses of the Sacred Realm of the Three Royal Courts of the Grassland, inviting them to lead their troops to the shores of Half Moon Lake. But when the army arrived, they were slaughtered. ”

"According to some information obtained afterwards, the strength of the slaughterer far surpasses that of the Sanctuary, which has been specially identified by Master Derinkovo."

"Drinkowe!" Lai Ling nodded, this old guy's body was formed by his condensation of the divine power of the earth, and his strength was extremely strong, and even the law of the earth had sensed the limit of the holy realm. He was well aware of the gap between the Sacred Domain and the Divine Domain, and there should be no mistake in his judgment.

The problem now is that, as far as Wright's understanding of Ullihan is concerned, it is impossible for this sunny on the surface and resolute in his heart to join forces with outsiders, well, the outer gods to slaughter their hometown.

"Munster, are you sure it was Ulihan himself who invited the three Sanctuaries and the army to Half Moon Lake?"

"Lord God of War, I dare to vouch for my life, one of these three letters has already fallen into the hands of our intelligence department. According to the analysis, it is indeed the handiwork of Lord Ullihan. ”

"However, we have a necromancer in our intelligence department, and he has a possibility...

"Needless to say, I can probably guess." Wright nodded, it is true that the strong people of the necromantic magic or death rule system do have the means to control their souls, and among the strong people who have descended on the Magnolia Continent, there is indeed a group of people who are gloomy and have a mysterious aura.

Maybe it's a strong person who practices the rules of death.

"In that case, I'll go for it!" Wright made up his mind, after all, the Far Eastern Prairie is also a part of the Magnolia Continent, as the three god-level powerhouses of the human race in the Magnolia Continent, it is his duty to massacre the people of the Magnolia Continent.

Although a large number of god-level powerhouses have descended at this moment, his strength is not weak at all, and those who can compete with him may only be the strongest high-ranking gods.

It was night, under the Bear Castle in the Kingdom of Neham.

"Wright, you must pay attention to safety in this trip, the other party is not the same as the high priest, but from the highest position, and he has a lot of experience in fighting and fighting, don't capsize in the gutter."

"By the way, do you want to wear this green dragon ring first, anyway, I won't fight for a short time!" Cecilia wasn't worried about Wright's strength, the strength of their husband and wife was far beyond their level in every sense. She has absolute confidence in Wright's hard power. I'm afraid that the other party will have some special means, after all, the two of them have strong hard power, but they have relatively little understanding of the supreme plane and the god plane.

"No need, keep the Green Dragon Ring for yourself, pay attention to safety. Although we god-level powerhouses have not been attacked at present, I can't say if anyone will be ready to deal with us, so I can feel at ease with this ring. "Wright realizes that the soul defense aspect is actually stronger than the material aspect, and if he can kill himself with a soul attack, then even if he has one more soul defense main artifact, he can't resist the material attack that he can deal with. On the contrary, Cecilia, there is too much difference between the soul defense and the material attack defense, and her strength shortcomings will be well made up for with this Blue Dragon Ring, and for Wright, it is at most the icing on the cake.

Cecilia didn't force it, and after the two hugged each other, Wright flew straight away from Bear Castle.