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After instructing everyone to hurry up and cultivate, Yang Ling left the space of the Wu Tower, appeared in the tent silently, opened the curtain and walked out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Cracking the dragon head ring, refining the demon god ring is very important, and it is related to whether or not the Warcraft God system can be successfully formed, but it is so troublesome to crack the dragon head ring that is only a first-order dragon head, let alone a high-level dragon head ring. It is impossible to crack them all at once, and there is no need to rush for a while, it is completely possible to crack and refine them while hurrying next.

"My lord!" Seeing Yang Ling's figure, the bald mammoth Butler and the thousand-armed blood vine Elizabeth, who were patrolling near the tent, came over and bowed in unison. His face was haggard and seemed exhausted, and to Yang Ling's surprise, Butler's clothes were still stained with a little blood, and he seemed to be injured.

Could it be that the Aguillon god guy is going and coming back?

Thinking about the astonishing strength of the large group of guards around Dior, Yang Ling's heart was shocked, and a huge amount of spiritual power poured out, cautiously probing the movements around him. With the strength of the other party, if you suddenly attack when everyone is not paying attention, the consequences will be unimaginable! Not to mention the clerical powerhouse, even if you send a few high-ranking gods with peak strength to come out and sneak attack, ordinary people can't guard against it!

A huge amount of spiritual power emanated like a spider's web, easily enveloping the entire wanderer camp, and quickly extending outward. After absorbing Vladimir's huge soul energy and advancing to the intermediate soul witch, Yang Ling's soul energy improved by leaps and bounds, and his divine sense was much larger than before, even if he didn't use the patrol of the demonic beasts, he could clearly feel the wind and grass around him. There are a lot of sneaky guys in the camp, but after repeated probing, no trace of Dior and his party can be found.

"Butler, you did it with someone else, what's the matter with the blood on your clothes?" After breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Ling asked the bald mammoth on the side suspiciously, except for the arrogant and arrogant Aguillon god guy, he couldn't think of anyone else who would come to the door to sneak attack.

"Yang Ling, things are very troublesome, very troublesome!"

Just as Butler gritted his teeth and was about to report loudly, the elven priest with a magic wand in his hand walked over with the sword god Gerald as he spoke. After learning the news of Yang Ling's appearance, the black-robed old man Welcox, Richardson and others also strode over. One by one, their faces were gloomy, as if something very bad had happened.

"Yang Ling, in the past few days of your retreat, many things have happened in the camp. After sitting down in the tent and looking at the injuries on Butler and the sword god Gerald and others, the elven priest was worried, "At the beginning, we were worried that the guys from the Aguillon god system would send people in to sneak attack, so we sent people to contact the wanderers in the camp, hoping to go to the wandering castle on the Luoyue Plains together, but I didn't expect it"

The elven priest paused and spoke slowly.

It turned out that after the people of the Aguillon god system retreated, the entire wanderer camp was boiling, and people came to greet the elven priest, the sword god Gerald, Richardson and others. Some people invited everyone to come over and have a few drinks together, some people invited everyone to go on the road together and go to the wandering castle together, and some people sent special products brought from their hometowns, and they were so enthusiastic that they tossed for a few hours.

However, after a night, the situation took a turn for the worse!

I don't know when, it was rumored in the camp that Yang Ling himself was just a small median god, and he only relied on the first-class main artifact protection body on his body to defeat the priesthood powerhouse Vladimir, thus forcing the men and horses of the Aguillon God Department to retreat according to the gambling agreement. According to the wind legend, whoever gets the body protector artifact on Yang Ling's body can become a peerless powerhouse who is more powerful than an ordinary priesthood.

The reason why many wanderers wander outside all the year round is to break through the threshold and advance further, and the reason why they venture into the cemetery of gods and demons is to see if they can get some powerful treasures by chance. A powerful first-class primary artifact that has a fatal attraction to them!

High-level godheads are hard to find, and first-class main artifacts are even more difficult to find!

Even if it is a high-level divine powerhouse in the god system, it is difficult to obtain a main artifact, let alone a wanderer who is outside the major god system! For some wanderers who have cultivated tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, they cannot break through, a powerful artifact is almost the only way for them to improve their strength!

Early the next morning, some people came over to say hello under the pretext of excuses, to take advantage of everyone's tone, and to inquire about Yang Ling's strength and identity background, etc., and they were very enthusiastic. Wilcox and Richardson and others are not rookies either, so they go with the flow and are perfunctory. At the beginning, everyone didn't pay much attention to it, but as more and more people with ulterior motives came to ask about Yang Ling's strength and background, it quickly aroused everyone's vigilance, and they didn't know what to ask. Wilcox was an experienced experiencer, and after a few laps around the camp, he soon learned of this astonishing rumor.

If the soft one doesn't work, then come to the hard one!

Unable to get any information, after enduring it for two days, some outlaws finally couldn't bear it. In the dead of night, he infiltrated everyone's temporary camp, tried to infiltrate Yang Ling's tent, and broke out a big battle with the bald mammoth Butler and the thousand-handed blood vine Elizabeth, who guarded the tent.

One, two

Although with the help of Richardson and the Elven High Priest, Butler and Elizabeth teamed up to repel the enemy's surprise attacks, but they themselves were not lightly wounded. In the wanderer camp, most of the wanderers only have the strength of the lower gods and the middle gods, but there are also many guys with the strength of the upper gods. Among them, there are even high-ranking god powerhouses with peak strength, and some well-hidden guys are not even opponents of Richardson in his heyday.

As more and more people with bad intentions increase, the situation is getting worse and worse!

"Hehe, you want to snatch the baby from me?" After understanding what was going on, Yang Ling smiled coldly.

If it had been a few days ago, he would not have easily grudged with many wanderers. Now, after advancing to the intermediate soul witch in one fell swoop and initially mastering the mystery of soul control, he doesn't mind teaching the ill-intentioned guy a cruel lesson. Not to mention the ordinary high-ranking gods, even the high-ranking gods with peak strength, he is now confident enough to kill the other party.

"Yang Ling, let's go, hurry up. We must get out of here overnight, and we must get to the Wanderer's Castle as fast as we can!" the Elven High Priestess was worried, and she had been worried every day for the past two days. If it weren't for the fear of affecting Yang Ling's recovery, she would have broken into the tent and taken him away.

This unprotected and unmanaged camp for wanderers is, in her eyes, a place where a group of thugs gather!

"Yes, let's go immediately, as long as we get to Aston Villa Manor, we'll be much safer!" the black-robed old man Vercox frowned and loudly echoed the Elven High Priest's proposal. After a long time of seeing Yang Ling come out, the wanderers in the camp became more and more convinced that he was just a small median god, believing that he had a powerful body protection artifact on his body, ready to snatch it while he was seriously injured. The whole camp is already in danger, and the situation is becoming more and more tense.

"Hehe, don't worry, let's sleep well tonight, it's not too late to leave tomorrow!" Yang Ling smiled, touched the handle of the Battle Spirit Knife on his back, and said lightly: "In the past two days, I have not only successfully recovered from my injuries, but also inadvertently advanced to the upper god, and I am looking for a few people to try the strength of the advanced level." Which guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead sneaks in tonight, just enough to test his knife!"

After the strength has greatly improved, it is also time to leave this smoky wanderer camp. However, before leaving, Yang Ling was ready to make an example of the chickens and monkeys, and teach the ill-intentioned wanderers a cruel lesson, so as not to let them follow up without knowing whether they were alive or dead!

Progressed to a higher god?

Hearing Yang Ling say this, the worried elf priest noticed that the energy fluctuations in Yang Ling's body were even stronger, and with her divine sense, she couldn't penetrate it at all to observe carefully, and she was shocked after the accident.

Others can't break through the bottleneck for thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years. Unexpectedly, Yang Ling had advanced from a small realm powerhouse to a powerful high-ranking god in a short period of time, which was simply incredible!

"Yang Ling, could it be that you really have a main artifact on your body that can help people advance quickly?" Feeling the energy fluctuations in Yang Ling's body, Sword God Gerald shook his head and smiled bitterly.

People are more angry than people!

In the past tens of thousands of years, he has not been able to advance from the peak of the middle god to the top god with all his efforts, but he didn't expect that Yang Ling, a guy who was not in the flow in the past, left himself far behind in the blink of an eye. Aside from the fact that Yang Ling had a first-class main artifact on his body to assist in his cultivation, he really couldn't find any reasonable explanation.

"Hehe, there is no main artifact to help people advance quickly, but if you need it, I can help you refine a few!" Yang Ling smiled, whether it was a sword god or an elf great sacrifice, they were the spiritual pillars of their family or race. Refining a ring similar to the Demon God Ring for them may be able to help them absorb the wishes of their respective clansmen, thereby speeding up their cultivation.

"Brother Yang Ling, if you can refine a master artifact like that, I guess even the Abyss Demon Lord is no match for you, and then I should call you Lord God!" Richardson smiled disapprovingly, strode away with his heavy sword, and commanded many teammates to set up an ambush around Yang Ling's tent, preparing to hold on for the last night.

(To be continued)