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After breaking through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, whether it was the Giant Ape King, the Purple Squirrel Bingbing, or the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mink, they were all ecstatic, and they quickly pounced after seeing Yang Ling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My lord, I'm advanced, I'm finally advanced!"

"Hmph, it's been so long since I advanced later, what's there to show off!"

After one left and one right occupied Yang Ling's shoulders, the purple rat Bingbing and the thousand-faced phantom mink quarreled non-stop, one was a very little gangster, and the other was like a pampered daughter, arguing happily. Although they can't transform into Chengren yet, they can already speak, and it is much easier for them to communicate.

"What is the quarrel, it is better to fight for a long time and see who is more powerful!" Looking at the two little guys who don't obey anyone, Yang Ling smiled.

According to the Warcraft Atlas, after the high-level Warcraft advances, with the further opening of spiritual intelligence, with the sharp increase in strength, it can generally transform into Chengren form. However, the situation is not absolute, some of them can be transformed by the ninth order, and some need to be super-level, or even break through to the god level to transform into the form of Chengren. Basically, the higher the requirements for transmogrification, the greater the potential of the beast.

The two little guys, Purple Squirrel Bingbing and Thousand-Faced Phantom Mink, were still unable to transform into Chengren after advancing to the super-level demonic beasts, which showed that their potential was far beyond that of ordinary demonic beasts, and after advancing to the god level, maybe even the god-level Black Dragon King was not their opponent!

"Fight?" "Purple Squirrel Bingbing smiled maliciously and jumped to the ground with a 'boom', "Come on, come on, I like fighting the most, smash your little ass!"

"Hmph, just fight, whoever is afraid of whom!" After wagging its tail on Yang Ling's shoulder, the Thousand-Faced Phantom Marten jumped briskly to the ground, unfolded the magic realm, and took the lead in attacking.

The Magical Realm is the realm that the Thousand-Faced Phantom Marten has comprehended after advancing to the super-level Demonic Beast, and everything within the enveloping area looks vague, as if it is covered with a light veil, and it seems like a circle of fog has fallen. The group transformation spell, coupled with the magical realm full of traps, makes the advanced thousand-faced phantom marten amazing.

"Hey, this is the little one's domain?"

"Yes, it's a little worse than my corpse poison field, but it's enough to deal with that damn rat!"

Looking at the magic realm of the real and false magic of the thousand-faced phantom mink, everyone gathered around to watch. The Black Dragon King was a little surprised by the little guy's unusual realm, but the Corpse Witch King was not ashamed. Since comprehending the corpse poison realm and greatly improving his strength, he has regained the confidence and pride of a corpse witch king.

The power is good, but unfortunately, the enveloping range is still a little smaller!

Looking at the thousand-faced phantom marten with his head upright, Yang Ling nodded appreciatively. To a certain extent, this realm of the little guy is somewhat similar to his own phantom array, and after mastering it, the power is definitely not to be underestimated.

"Hmph, what's the use of making a mysterious scare person, look at me!"

Seeing that everyone was appreciating the magic realm of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mink, the purple squirrel snorted coldly unconvinced, and instantly expanded the frozen realm. Wherever the cold air passed, a layer of ice slag immediately formed on the ground, which was bitterly cold, and people felt a tingling pain in their skin when they retreated a little slowly. Not to mention anything else, the enveloping range alone is more than twice as wide as that of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Sable!

"Hehe, I'm here!" the purple squirrel screamed excitedly, rolling an ice pick and rushing towards the Thousand-Faced Phantom Sable. 'Boom', as fast as lightning, dodged the several giant apes transformed by the thousand-faced phantom mink, and swooped straight at her body!

The speed of the purple squirrel is fast, but the speed of the thousand-faced phantom marten is not slow. While dodging, he commanded the transformed black dragon and the giant ape to surround him and start a fierce confrontation with the other party.

"Hehe, these stupid guys are not enough to die!" After freezing the two giant apes surrounding them into ice sculptures in one breath, the purple squirrel Bingbing jumped lightly, dodged the dragon breath of a black dragon, and passed by a giant ape, heading straight for the thousand-faced phantom mink not far away. The attack was sharp, and his body was as light as a swallow, and the onlookers nodded frequently, pinching a cold sweat for the thousand-faced phantom marten.

"Squeak"

Maybe it's nervousness, maybe it's just advanced, and it hasn't completely mastered the power of the realm yet, the thousand-faced phantom marten screamed in panic. The big watery eyes blinked, and the body trembled slightly, as if helpless, not knowing how to deal with the lightning-fast purple squirrel Bingbing.

"Quack, I'm here, if I lose, I'm going to cock my ass and run around the witch tower ten times!" Seeing that the thousand-faced phantom marten was panicked, the purple squirrel Bingbing laughed arrogantly as the Corpse Witch King, wondering if he should twist the opponent's little ass after winning. Under the full force, its speed was amazingly fast, and a 'boom' left a series of afterimages in the air! However, just when he thought he was about to succeed, just when everyone was nervous about the thousand-faced phantom marten, an accident appeared!

I saw that with the light touch of the purple rat Bingbing, the thousand-faced phantom mink that had no time to dodge turned into a phantom and disappeared on the spot in the blink of an eye!

Phantom?

The purple rat Bingbing reacted quickly, but unfortunately, it was still a step too late, and several black dragons hiding in the shadows opened their mouths and spewed out hot flames, almost roasting it into a suckling mouse. Although he escaped with his super speed and cold ice armor, he exuded a strong smell of burnt fire all over his body, and he was embarrassed! In a fit of rage, he turned around and pounced on the thousand-faced phantom mink that was hiding and snickering.

In this way, the two little guys fought again, and the eight immortals crossed the sea, and they fought happily. The purple rat is cold and cold, and the attack is sharp, while the thousand-faced phantom marten is better than the attack is weird, true and false, virtual and real. One was scorched by the fire, and the other was shivering from the cold, and people laughed when they saw it.

Among all of them, the one who laughed the happiest was Yang Ling. This time, the Purple Squirrel Bingbing and the Thousand-Faced Phantom Marten advanced to the super-level demonic beast almost at the same time, comprehending the distinctive and powerful realm, and although the Giant Ape King could not break through to the god-level demonic beast, he comprehended the powerful power realm, like a tiger with wings. smashed down with a stick, even the black dragon king with thick skin and thick flesh did not dare to take it hard, and his strength was amazing.

In addition, although the Flying Dragon King and the Unicorn were still meditating, the energy fluctuations emitted were getting stronger and stronger, and there was also hope that they would break through to the super-level Demonic Beast in one fell swoop. At that time, there will be six super-level demonic beasts in the Warcraft army, and their strength will skyrocket. If you crack the secret of the Angel Battle Array and connect the Black Dragon King, the Giant Ape King and other super-level Warcraft into one, the combat effectiveness of the Warcraft Legion will be even more amazing!

After introducing the Blood Angel Ophelia to everyone, Yang Ling quickly left, carefully studying the secrets of the Angel Battle Array. He didn't know that at this time, in the Holy City, which was tens of thousands of miles away, there was a monstrous wave in the Holy See.

The news that the Castle of Steel Horn had fallen and that the Dark Triumvirate had escaped from the seal caused an unprecedented sensation in the upper echelons of the Holy See. Whether it is the high-ranking Pope or the well-informed bishops, they all understand that the storm is coming, and they have to face the crazy revenge of the Dark Society. Once the anger that the other party has suppressed for thousands of years erupts, I am afraid that it will be even more violent than a volcanic eruption, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

After calming the panicked bishops and sending a large number of elites to strengthen the defenses of the churches in various places, the Pope dragged his tired body back to the secret room. After a short rest, he sent a guard to call Templar Elder Webber over, "Elder Webb, what do you think of the current situation?"

"Your Excellency, it's a very troublesome matter!" Elder Webb shook his head bitterly.

Steel Horn Castle is known as the most fortified castle on the mainland, and despite the transfer of god-rank Templars and a number of elite warriors to defend the town, it still has a well-trained army of 50,000 and a powerful army of angels.

With the strong city walls, heavy iron gates, and hundreds of magic towers, not to mention tens of thousands of enemy troops, it is impossible to fall even if they encounter a sudden attack by hundreds of thousands of enemy troops; with the combat effectiveness of the Angel Legion, even if the castle is lost, no one can rush into the dungeon to rescue the heavily guarded heavy criminals.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the defense of the Steel Horn Castle is absolutely foolproof, but such a powerful castle was simply broken alive by the coalition forces of the Dark Society and the Warcraft Lord. When the Holy City's reinforcements arrived, all that was left was ruins and corpses on the ground!

After learning the shocking news, Webber sent elite Templars to infiltrate the Dark Society's stronghold to spy on the information, but without exception, all of them never returned. According to the information obtained from other sources, the Dark Society is raising a large number of strategic materials, and it is clear that a fierce battle is inevitable!

"Webb, the Great Elder of the Templar has been in retreat for thousands of years, and it's time to ask him to come out and take a walk!" the Pope looked gloomy, and after a pause, he continued, "In addition, send someone to transfer back all the powerhouses guarding the stormy sea, and by the way, reveal the news to the group of old monsters on Alcatraz Island!"

"No, Your Holiness Pope, this must not be done!" Webber was shocked.

When the matter comes to an end, it is understandable to ask the Grand Elder of the Templar to come out, and I believe that the Grand Elder will not say anything after he understands how serious the matter is. However, the turmoil of the spatial rift is becoming more and more intense, and at this time, the strong man who is guarding the stormy sea area will be transferred, and if something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable!

In addition, for thousands of years, the old monsters of Alcatraz Island have been trying to rush into the stormy sea and rescue the imprisoned Kraken King. Transferring away the strong man who guarded the town and deliberately leaking the news, how could the other party let go of such a good opportunity?

Even if the demons of the different planes did not break in through the turbulent spatial rift, just the group of monsters on Alcatraz Island would set off earth-shattering waves and bring boundless disasters to the continent. In case the matter is revealed, I am afraid that the Holy See will not only face the retaliation of the Dark Association, according to the agreement thousands of years ago, the Fire God Gate, the Sword God and the Elven High Priest and other god-level powerhouses may join forces to kill the door.

"Hmph, things have come to this point, what else is there to worry about. Even if the Sea Clan makes waves again, the first to suffer will be the Dark Society and the Warcraft Collar near the southern seas!" Looking at the worried Weber, the Pope smiled coldly, "As long as we prepare 50 million sincere souls, we can invite the eight-winged, or even ten-winged archangel to come down in their bodies, and when the time comes, it's not too late to slowly clean up the mess!"

Preparing 50 million sincere souls?

Looking at the Pope on high and looking at his cold smile, Webb swallowed with difficulty, as if he had seen boundless slaughter and countless broken families. As an elder of the Templar Deacons, he naturally understood what it meant to prepare 50 million sincere souls, and since the Pope was ready to retreat, it was clear that no one could change his decision!

(To be continued)