The fall of the "Ash Bringer" caused the Scarlet Crusaders to suffer an unprecedented heavy blow, and the wheel of fate slowly moved, realizing the tragic fate of the Scarlet Crusaders one by one.

This heroic and senseless army, fearless of death, faced the scourge of the undead, embarked on the road of doomed destruction.

However, these did not have the slightest impact on Yang Long, who was thousands of miles away and trekking in a loess wasteland.

After two years of hiking, he went through the wetlands and Lokmodan, and a week ago, he entered the barren land known as the "barren land".

The cracked earth, the dry low trees and cacti, the plains covered with huge rocks, the herds of lions during the day, and the jackals that lurk everywhere at night, make Yang Long, who has not long entered this area, very uncomfortable.

"Alas, I miss the cool autumn breeze of Roquemordan. Feeling the hot air, Yang Long looked up at the sky, closed his eyes and carefully perceived the environment of Zhouwéi, found a corner where Nénggou blocked the sun, and began to prepare dinner.

The scorching heat, combined with the weather that never seemed to rain, made Yang Long, who was a sixth-order high-ranking flame mage and had a strong resistance to high temperatures, couldn't help but feel a little bored after walking continuously for a day.

Yang Long, who is familiar with myths and legends, remembers exactly that it was recorded in the books that this area was originally a green valley bottom, but because of the curse of the "Fire Demon King" Ragnaros, it became the current ghost.

Although myths are not worth believing. But to a certain extent, it also reflects the strength of the elemental lord, so that Yang Long can't help but be a little curious about these legendary supreme creatures in his spare time.

"According to myths and legends, the Elemental Lord has at least reached the super-level strength, but there are ancient gods above the elemental lords, and there are even more powerful Titans above the ancient gods, and just one super-level can cover them all, it seems a little too simple, right? There should be a more powerful division above the super level, right?"

Nibbling on the dry food he took out of the spatial ring. Yang Long rested and whimsical, fantasizing about some information that was obviously contrary to common sense in the legends he had.

It had only been a week since he entered the barren land, and Yang Long had fought more than ten times before and after. Except for the Black Iron Dwarves whose divisions are getting denser and denser. Cavemen in the Badlands. The ogres that could occasionally be encountered were all killed by Yang Long.

Even after entering the barren land, Yang Long encountered an earth elemental creature for the first time. As well as the black evil dragon soaring in the sky, under the caution of Yang Long, there is no méiyouwēixié to the safety of his life.

After two years of shijiān, Yang Long's strength has improved to a certain extent, in addition to the flame magic reaching the sixth order upper level, the ice magic has also been improved to the fifth order median, the maximum perception range has reached more than 1,300 meters, and the accurate perception distance has also reached 13 meters.

The common improvement of magical strength has further forged the body, and now Yang Long Yijing has it, which is comparable to the physical fitness of a sixth-order high-ranking warrior, as well as a more powerful ** strength than in the past.

However, despite the continuous improvement of the refining body, Yang Long still reached the threshold of refining the body, which meant that Yijing's qi strength that had reached the peak of the fifth layer of killing power for a long time could not be further improved at all.

Compared to ten years ago, Yang Long now looks more and more like a native of Azeroth.

After the level of dual-talent magic, although compared to the same level of magicians, the magic energy is still greatly insufficient, but yijing can play a certain role in the victory of the battle.

Coupled with his comprehensive ability to reach the melee strength of ordinary seventh-order professionals, Yang Long Yijing has become a well-deserved battle mage, and as his most relied on strength, Yijing is becoming more and more useful.

tèbié is two days ago, Yang Long was fighting against a ninth-order black dragon cub, completely méiyou used his strength, just using magic and sharp swords, it took less than five minutes shijiān to beat the black dragon into a mess and escaped.

The change in the way of fighting made Yang Long a little vigilant, but he was a little helpless.

Wheel cell lethality:

Although the current qi of the fifth layer of killing power, for a single target, the damage caused is much stronger than Yang Long's all-out sword in both hands, and the destructive power of Jinháng's spurt.

However, the singleness of the casting technique makes the opponent with jingyàn very rongyi dodge, and it is undoubtedly much less flexible than the sword that can change moves with the opponent.

Wheel group lethality:

On the one hand, the level of flame magic has increased again, so that Yang Long's magic reserves have increased greatly, and now he can barely cast two mutated flame burst techniques, and the power of the flame explosion technique has also been greatly enhanced, compared to the use of the inscription enchanted flying knife shihou, how much more than doubled.

On the other hand, the level improvement of the ice magic also allowed Yang Long to have enough ice energy, and he began to try to practice the "Ice Explosion Technique", which was also a mutant version, and which had almost killed him more than ten years ago, and now Yijingnénggou is using it preliminarily.

Compared to the energy that must be emitted from his right hand at the moment, the magic with a huge range that can be released at any time is obviously more advantageous than the one that he cannot abandon.

Moreover, if you want to achieve the perfection of body refining, you still need to improve the level of two magic talents, and to improve the level of magic talents, you need to continuously release a high concentration of inheritance magic, so that Yang Long has to temporarily give up the use of energy.

"Alas, I only hope that nénggou will refine the body as soon as possible!" swallowing the last piece of dry food, Yang Long wiped his mouth and sighed lightly, and was about to stand up, turángǎnjiào arrived outside the precise perception area and entered an undetectable aura.

It was a cunning beast.

On the third night of entering the barren land, Yang Long was on a cliff with a drop of more than ten meters on the high ground, and was about to take a nap when Turán was struck by lightning speed.

If it had been ten years ago, Yang Long had just come to this shijiè, and he was heavily dependent on perception, maybe this blow would have made him die directly.

However, over the years, after seeing many magic circles, magic, and creatures that can restrain perception and make it unable to play a role, even if there is no warning signal in perception, Yang Long will be very alert and strictly guarded, and narrowly dodge that deadly attack.

And the creature that wanted to kill Yang Long was a big lion with a body size of just over two meters, a pure yellow body with two long canine teeth, and a strength of the ninth order.

After the sneak attack failed, the beast tentatively attacked for a moment, and after realizing that it could not defeat Yang Long, it fled quickly.

After discovering that the target of the attack was a beast and that it was still a speed-based creature, Yang Long and méiyou chased after it to kill them all, and after chasing it for a while, he ignored it.

The other party's speed is too fast, and it is not rongyi to catch up, which is one reason, and the other party is a wild beast, and the wild beast hunts its prey in order to survive, which is another reason.

Just like a human or a dwarf, if he launched an attack on Yang Long, with his flawed character, as long as Nénggou defeated the other party, he would never let go of any opportunity to kill the enemy.

But what made Yang Long think was that this lion seemed to be competing with him, and after escaping, he lurked back to attack, as if he couldn't survive if he didn't hunt Yang Long.

Almost every night, he would be attacked by this beast, and after a few jiēchu passes, he also had a rough sense of the beast's breath.

After a few months of practice, the mutated version of the ice explosion technique has also taken shape, and it is not intuitive to cast spells on the wilderness, Yang Long was thinking about whether to find a black dragon cub to experiment with, and this beast collided with it.

"Hmph, I don't know what is dead or alive!" Yang Long snorted coldly, and after thinking about it, he gave up the act of standing up, and lay down on the stone wall on his back relaxedly, waiting for the approach of the breath: "Just take you to the knife!"

So Yang Long waited quietly, quietly in the palm of his left hand, slowly accumulating cold energy, and trying to maintain the cold air, waiting for the target to approach.

The beast that Yang Long found was very patient and moved slowly, with a length of more than a hundred meters, and he forced it to walk for half an hour, until it was less than three meters away from Yang Long's back side, and the beast launched an attack.

"Whew!" the beast roared like a roar, opening its big mouth and biting Yang Long's neck, only to find that Yang Long had rushed out a few steps earlier, turned around and raised his left hand, where there was a flickering cold air.

At this moment, Yang Long was very qingchu, seeing the beast's eyes showing a look of panic, it was obvious that it Yijing had a certain amount of intelligence, but this did not affect Yang Long to stimulate the magic that Yijing had prepared.

Multiply!

A pinpoint-sized ice pellet appeared in front of the beast's eye, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled to the size of a fist, and the ice ball's display was full of cracks, as if there was a terrifying force lurking inside the ice ball and trying to rush out.

The panic in the beast's eyes also turned to fear in this shihou, but méiyou tried in vain to dodge, and suddenly closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide, biting fiercely into the ice ball that was about to explode.

Rumble!

The ice ball, which was stabbed by an external force, exploded violently in advance, and the scattered ice and snow shot out in all directions under the influence of the power of ice, and one of the beast's forty-centimeter-long canine teeth broke in response.

"Woo" A miserable cry, this cunning beast had a mouth full of blood, and its tongue and teeth were injured in several places, and it didn't look at Yang Long, but turned around violently and disappeared into the night in just a few seconds.

Compared to the speed that was almost doubled in the past, Yang Long, who was about to pounce on and subdue the beast, had no room for reaction, and after waiting for a while to come back to his senses, he shrugged his shoulders and then put down this matter and didn't pay attention to it.

On the other side, seven or eight kilometers away from Yang Long, on a small hill.

Next to the earth elemental shattered to the ground, a thin figure holding a pickaxe and unable to see his face clearly in the night looked in Yang Long's direction suspiciously, and muttered to himself, "Hmm, it seems that there is an alliance robbing mines?" )