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After transferring a team of elite soldiers from Gabriel, Yang Ling commanded them to build the Great Witch Platform. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When I first walked out of the teleportation array, I looked at the unfathomable cave leading to the underground mausoleum, looked at the demonic beasts that spread over the mountains outside the ban, and listened to the soul-stirring sound of human skin drums, the soldiers' faces turned pale and their legs were weak. It wasn't until the Corpse Witch King opened the Demon Realm and blessed them with the 'Blessing' aura and the 'Swiftness Technique' that they slowly recovered.

Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a large wolf brush, and the soldiers had to pause for a moment in front of him as they passed by carrying a piece of rosewood or a bluestone slab. I saw Yang Ling dip a little demonic beast essence blood with a wolf brush, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and in the blink of an eye, he drew mysterious runes on the rosewood or spar.

Looking at the mysterious runes one by one, and looking at Yang Ling with a calm face, the soldiers felt much safer in their hearts. Although they didn't understand Yang Ling's intentions, based on their belief in Yang Ling, the lord, they regained confidence in this operation. The speed is getting faster and the movements are becoming more and more agile, and a tall tower slowly takes shape with their efforts.

Under the bewitchment of the sound of human skin drums, more and more demonic beasts poured over, and there was no end in sight. Although the mysterious confinement made them instinctively feel a strong danger, they became more and more irritable under the bewitchment of the human skin drum, and squeezed forward little by little.

As time dragged on, the situation became more and more unfavorable for Yang Ling and his party!

I can't imagine what a terrifying force the demonic beasts that spread all over the mountains will become after breaking through the ban and completely becoming the puppets of the underground mausoleum!

"Quick, put the last pile of rosewood up, quick!" Seeing that there were more and more demonic beasts outside the ban, it seemed that the demonic beasts of the entire Amazon forest were pouring over, and the face of the corpse witch king in charge of overseeing the work became more and more heavy.

Expanding the realm of inner demons for a long time, helping the soldiers resist the spiritual attacks of the sound of human skin drums, even if he is strong, he is a little unbearable, and his face is getting paler and paler. Facing an astonishing number of demonic beasts and strange underground mausoleums, he had no choice but to pin all his hopes on Yang Ling now.

After waiting patiently for a while, seeing that the soldiers had set up the last piece of rosewood, Yang Ling took a deep breath and teleported to the top of the Great Witch Platform through the Wind Escape Spell.

Success or failure, in one fell swoop!

Looking at the bright starry sky, he sat down cross-legged, recited the ancient sacrifices in a low voice, and kept changing his handprints with his hands, casting a spell that covered the sky.

Soon, the runes on the rosewood and bluestone slabs slowly swirled, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and the vast astral energy that were separated between heaven and earth. Every piece of rosewood, every bluestone slab, and every spar all exude a faint silver light.

From a distance, the entire tower-like Great Witch Platform was shrouded in a circle of silver light, and countless mysterious runes appeared on the tower's body, constantly rotating. With each rotation, the stars in the sky twinkled, as if there was some inexplicable connection in the dark.

What kind of magic is this, what the hell is this?

Listening to the desolate ancient sacrificial texts and feeling the mysterious runes with the breath of desolation, people's hearts were shocked, and they couldn't help but crawl down around the Great Witch Terrace, even the Corpse Witch King was no exception.

At this moment, he once again deeply felt Yang Ling's unfathomable power. Facing Yang Ling, who was high above, he had an illusion in an instant, as if he was facing the supreme god of the undead plane. The imprint imprinted in the depths of his soul made him understand that even if he advanced to a god-level powerhouse one day, Yang Ling would always be his master, with both glory and loss!

Looking at the unattainable Great Witch Terrace, looking at the silver light that shrouded more and more widely, the demonic beasts gathered outside the prohibition instinctively felt a strong danger. The mysterious runes with the aura of the desolate beasts made their hearts beat for a while, even some powerful ninth-order demonic beasts, and even super-rank demonic beasts were no exception.

The silver light grew stronger and wider, slowly enveloping the unfathomable cavern leading to the underground mausoleum.

Under the shroud of silver light, the sound of human skin drums from the depths of the underground mausoleum became weaker and weaker, and soon, some high-level demonic beasts came to their senses. After shaking his head in confusion, he quickly left like a gust of wind, without looking back, wishing to get as far away from this strange place as possible.

Knock, knock, knock

Maybe it was sensing the changes on the ground, or maybe it was sensing the departure of some high-level demonic beasts, and the sound of human skin drums became more and more rapid and heavier. With bursts of faint energy fluctuations, it vigorously impacted Yang Ling's soul.

"Ah, it hurts, my head hurts!"

"Aris, kill me!"

Under the impact of the sound of human skin drums, the soldiers held their heads and screamed loudly. Every time the drum was struck, they felt like they had been hammered to their heads, and the pain in their bone marrow made them tremble and unable to breathe.

At the same time, the furious demonic beasts outside the ban roared loudly and began to attack the ban desperately. One, two, more and more demonic beasts poured into the ban.

"Quick, kill these monsters, quick!"

"Up, together, kill them!"

Although his head was attacked by inexplicable spirits, seeing the tide of demonic beasts pouring in, the five major guards such as the Black Dragon King and Imet had to go up hard. The Thousand-Faced Phantom Sable was in the center, and the other four witch guards were each responsible for a direction, using the Phantom Array and the Prohibition to kill the demonic beasts that pounced in.

What to do?

Look at the demonic beasts that began to riot, the corpse witch king swallowed with difficulty, and tried his best to open the demon realm to protect the soldiers and the five witch guards who had a headache. Taking advantage of the pause in the sound of human skin drums, summon a few groups of skeletons and zombies out, and direct them to resist the influx of monsters.

With his fast speed, he had the ability to quickly leave with Yang Ling on the Great Witch Platform through the teleportation magic array, and even bring the surrounding soldiers back to Gabriel safely.

However, this means that everything that has been done before has been in vain. Not only is the underground mausoleum lost, but I am afraid that it will not be long before Gabriel will be destroyed under the claws of the tidal wave of demonic beasts.

If you don't leave now, it may be too late when all the demonic beasts in the mountains and fields pounce in. At that time, not to mention these soldiers with ordinary strength around him, maybe even he and Yang Ling will not be able to rush out again!

The soldiers were like being hammered, and Yang Ling, who bore the brunt of the attack, was attacked even more!

Every time the human skin drum was beaten, he felt a shock all over his body, his blood and qi surged, his heart contracted irrepressibly and sharply, his internal organs were almost turned over, and a trace of blood oozed from his mouth. At the same time, a cold chill swirled up and down outside the body, crawling around like a poisonous snake, trying to break through the protective magic power and attack his soul.

"Guided by blood, soul-oriented, soul-worshipped!"

Seeing the flooding of demonic beasts all over the mountains into the ban, Yang Ling bit the tip of his tongue and used the power of the Great Witch Platform to perform the 'Soul Worship' witchcraft.

In ancient times, shamans carried the future and hope of the tribe, and accumulated a large number of people's wishes in their bodies. When the wish power is accumulated to a certain extent, it can control the souls of all living beings within a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles, attract their souls to worship, and obtain powerful soul energy.

After a cold wind before dawn, Yang Ling felt wisps of soul energy coming from the thousand-year-old trees in the Amazon forest, gathering more and more. In the direction where Gabriel was, there were also bursts of soul fluctuations.

After hearing the news that the lord was killing the monsters in the Amazon forest to protect Gabriel, the people spontaneously prostrate on the ground and pray. With the help of soul worship witchcraft, Yang Ling clearly felt their sincere prayers and simple hearts, accumulating a pure wishing power.

After accumulating the wish power and soul energy, the Wu Dan in the body swelled sharply, and the tower-shaped mark at the center of the eyebrows emitted a wave of chaotic energy, completely shielding the cold air outside the body, isolating the interference of the sound of human skin drums, and the magic power and spiritual power also increased sharply.

After being replenished with a large amount of magic power and spiritual power, the silver light emitted by the Great Witch Platform spread rapidly, and the scope of the enveloping area became wider and wider. When the entire confinement and prohibition were shrouded, a miracle happened!

The strange sound of human skin drums was completely isolated, and the demonic beasts all over the mountains stopped one after another, their bloodthirsty red eyes quickly returned to normal, and they shook their heads in confusion and quickly left. Come and go fast, and in the blink of an eye, there are only a few slow guys left.

It worked?

Looking at the demonic beasts that were rapidly moving away, people were excited after not feeling the terrifying sound of human skin drums. Especially the soldiers who thought they were going to be doomed, they were even more ecstatic, and under the leadership of the commander, they once again crawled around the Great Witch Terrace!

At this moment, in their hearts, Yang Ling, the high-ranking lord, rose from the spiritual pillar of the territory to a god-like protector!

People were ecstatic, but Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the big witch platform, was empty, and his hands subconsciously changed his handprints.

At the moment when Wu Dan absorbed the chaotic energy emitted by the Wu Tower, and the silver light completely enveloped the prohibition, he felt as if he had caught something.

That feeling is like a person taking a difficult step forward against a storm, and it is like finally piercing a layer of paper on the glass window after going through a lot of hardships!

On the thrilling battlefield, under the oppression of the underground mausoleum, Yang Ling finally made a major breakthrough, advancing from an intermediate god witch to a powerful high-level god witch!

If the Corpse Witch King, the Black Dragon King and the others flew to the Great Witch Platform to take a closer look, they would find that a lively witch tower appeared at the center of Yang Ling's eyebrows, and the mysterious runes and the five-clawed golden dragon with teeth and claws were all clearly visible!

(To be continued)