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"Scatter beans into soldiers!"

In the face of the Corpse Witch King's counterattack, Yang Ling did not dare to slack off at all, grabbed a handful of gravel, instilled a large amount of magic power and spiritual power, and then threw it out vigorously. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In an instant, the gravel turned into an earth-based giant more than three meters high, fiercely rushing towards the Corpse Witch King.

After advancing to the Witch, he was exposed to more ancient sorcery. Due to the need to consume a lot of magic power and mental power, it is difficult to use it freely in normal times, but under the effect of prohibition, it only needs to consume one-tenth of the energy, or even lower, to cast it.

For the trapped Corpse Witch King, the forbidden space is simply a prison. I couldn't see the direction, I couldn't feel the magic element, there were a bunch of spells in the air, but none of them could be cast.

But for Yang Ling, in the forbidden space, it is simply to get the wind and the rain, and he can easily mobilize the aura of heaven and earth. A lot of witchcraft that is usually difficult to cast can be easily cast!

A powerhouse in the dual field of earth and light?

After dodging the attack of an energy ball sideways, and looking at the surging earth giants, the Corpse Witch King was shocked. The light realm has already made his head extremely big, and if he adds a heavy earth realm, this will be enough?

On the continent of Tyranny, there are magicians who specialize in one type of magic, and there are magicians who practice two types of magic at the same time, but they are relatively rare. It will definitely be difficult to make progress in cultivating the two types of magic, but if both types of magic are cultivated to the top level and become a powerhouse in the dual-system realm, then he will definitely be the top master among the powerhouses in the realm.

A powerhouse in the dual-line realm, what is that concept? Perhaps, a god-level powerhouse whose strength has already approached the lower level?

Looking at the earth giants getting closer and closer, and then looking at the endless balls of energy, the corpse witch king's face turned pale. Even in his heyday, he had to deal with it carefully when he encountered a strong man in the dual-line realm, and now he didn't even have three percent of his strength, and he was not an opponent anyway, and the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to himself.

I'm not reconciled!

Look at the eerie endless forest, look at the murderous earth giants, and the corpse witch king Rodriguez will not be willing to die here like this. After gritting his teeth, he slashed his wrist with his sharp nails, dripping the surging blood onto the serpentine staff, and then muttered in a frustrated voice.

Eight thousand years ago, he and ten corpse witch kings each led an army through the rift of time and space, and went through a lot of hardships to come to the continent of Tyranny. In order to break the fate of the undead plane, in order to suck a lot of blood and souls, and then break through to the god-level realm, he didn't know how much suffering he had experienced.

He is not reconciled, he is not willing to die like this!

In order to survive, in order to crack this abominable realm, he would rather sacrifice his soul and blood to the god of the underworld, and at the cost of losing half his life in exchange for a trace of the origin power of the undead plane.

After absorbing the blood of the Corpse Witch King, the serpentine staff hissed and turned into a small snake the size of chopsticks, covered in pitch black, with two horns on its head.

At the same time, Yang Ling felt that the forbidden space was shaking, as if there had been a sudden earthquake in the dungeon, and it seemed like it had been attacked by some invisible attack. Immediately after, wisps of black qi fell from the sky and burrowed into the body of the strange little snake.

What kind of monster is this?

Looking at the little snake that raised its head and hissed and screamed, and then looked at the Corpse Witch King whose hair was gray in the blink of an eye, his face was full of wrinkles, and his body was crumbling, Yang Ling was shocked. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he instinctively felt a strong danger, and that feeling was even more dangerous than facing the Black Dragon King who was a super-level demonic beast alone!

Unicorn, Wyvern King, Thousand-Faced Phantom Marten, Manticore King

After touching the hot tower-shaped mark on the center of his eyebrows, he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly summoned the domesticated high-level demonic beast out. In the face of the strange little snake and the terrifying corpse witch king, the crowd tactics of low-level demonic beasts are of no use at all.

"Quack, die, die!" After reciting the last incantation, the mentally atrophied Corpse Witch King let out a wild laugh before giving the order to the little snake to attack.

Suddenly, I saw a small snake the size of chopsticks raise its head and sniff in the air, and then swooped in the direction of Yang Ling. To it, both the Phantom Array and the Gravity Prohibition seemed to have lost their effect.

"Thunder from the sky!"

Looking at the little snake that pounced like lightning, Yang Ling summoned a string of energy balls, chased and intercepted them, and detonated them one by one. Unexpectedly, a series of explosions did not affect it in the slightest!

Hmph, I don't believe that the black scale armor on your body is harder than the star iron!

After snorting coldly, Yang Ling commanded the high-level demonic beasts around him, such as the Unicorn, the Flying Dragon King, the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mink, and the Manticore Lion King, to attack. Sure enough, after being hit by a purple lightning bolt from the unicorn, the speed of the little snake slowed down suddenly. But then, a strange scene appeared!

After a strange 'hiss', the little snake split in two. One was fighting with many demonic beasts, and the other continued to rush towards Yang Ling like lightning, not only did not slow down, but was faster.

At the same time, the Corpse Witch King snorted and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, as if it was not the little snake that was attacked, but the Corpse Witch King himself!

The speed of the little snake was too fast, like a black line, it went straight to Yang Ling's chest, bringing up a series of afterimages in the air, so fast that Yang Ling didn't even have time to teleport out through the Earth Escape Spell. As soon as he subconsciously raised the blood elf dagger, he heard a crisp sound of 'ding', and the little snake hit the sharp dagger headlong.

No matter how hard the black scale armor on the little snake's body was, it was slightly inferior to the sharp blood elf dagger. Coupled with the ultra-high speed, as a result, a small snake that hit the dagger was cut in half with a bang. But before Yang Ling could breathe a sigh of relief, a small snake-shaped phantom floated out of the little snake's body, burrowing into his body like lightning.

Not good, soul attack!

As soon as the snake-shaped phantom light came in, Yang Ling was shocked, and his head was dizzy. Immediately after, the carefully arranged forbidden space shook for a while, making a series of 'crunch, crunch' sounds, as if it was about to disappear.

"High-level soul alchemy, refining the souls of all things in heaven and earth!"

At the critical moment, Yang Ling could no longer take care of the forbidden space. After summoning a large group of horned bee beasts and two-legged wyvern protectors, he sat motionless on the ground, silently reciting the witchcraft, constantly changing his handprints, trying his best to refine the serpentine phantom that broke into his body, and let the forbidden space disappear.

If you don't guess wrong, the phantom that broke into the body should be the soul of the little snake!

Under the effect of soul alchemy, the snake-like phantom that drilled around Yang Ling's body screamed in pain, and the faint black scale armor gradually became as blood-red as magic power. At the same time, the Corpse Witch King not far away trembled, and a little blood oozed from his skin.

Soul Devouring?

What kind of person is this, who can even devour the soul of the Horned Soul Snake that has been blessed with a trace of the origin energy of the undead plane?

After the ban dissipated, the Corpse Witch King was about to take the opportunity to attack Yang Ling, and quickly left after putting away the Revenant Snake. But looking at the high-level demonic beasts such as the unicorn and the Flying Dragon King guarding Yang Ling's side, after feeling the soul cry emitted by the horned soul snake, he was shocked. After glancing at Yang Ling incredulously, he no longer dared to act rashly.

Your Excellency?

Looking at Yang Ling, who was motionless under the protection of many demonic beasts, and then looking at the bloodstained Corpse Witch King, the white-robed cardinals, the golden-cloaked warrior Garcia, and Elder Cruyff around them suddenly realized. After one glance, he surrounded the mortally wounded Witch King, and blocked his retreat with heavy troops to prevent him from quickly escaping from the dungeon.

No one noticed that the rabbit-sized thousand-faced phantom marten beside Yang Ling raised its head and sniffed in the air, and then rushed into the temple like lightning.

Originally, looking at the black air mass that suddenly appeared at the entrance of the temple, and listening to the faint screams of the Corpse Witch King inside, they thought that some domain powerhouse had come and trapped the terrifying Corpse Witch King inside. Unexpectedly, the so-called powerhouse turned out to be Yang Ling, who had been watching coldly, and no one would have imagined that he, the lord, would step into the ranks of the powerhouses in the realm at a young age.

"Quack, fresh blood and soul!"

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone lost their minds, the Corpse Witch King retreated to the temple like a ghost, killing several seriously injured papal knights who were lying motionless in the temple waiting for rescue, devouring their blood and souls. Then summon an earth giant to smash a large hole in the wall with a 'whoo', and go through the wall and go straight to the exit of the dungeon.

In order to crack Yang Ling's realm, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of blood, soul, and life force. When he just broke out of the Divine Dragon Seal, he still had more than two percent of his strength, but after fighting with Yang Ling, he didn't even have one percent of his strength. In the face of Garcia, Elder Cruyff and others who surrounded them, it would definitely be a dead end if they didn't leave!

Artifact?

Looking at the back of the Corpse Witch King, the first thing people thought of was not to chase after him, but to think of the spatial ring on the thief Karlovitz's finger, and the artifact inside the ring, and rushed into the temple one by one. However, they soon discovered that the spatial ring on the thief's finger was gone.

"Quick, the space ring is on the body of the Corpse Witch King, quick, catch up!"

Look at a newly dead papal knight covered in blood and lying next to the thief, and think of the corpse witch king who deliberately returned to the temple before leaving, people's hearts moved, and they quickly chased after him.

Before, in order to deal with the terrifying Corpse Witch King, no one had the time and opportunity to take the ring on the thief's finger, and after the Corpse Witch King was led out of the temple by Yang Ling, all those who could still move rushed out.

Originally, everyone was also going to negotiate the division of the artifact after solving the threat of the Corpse Witch King, but they didn't expect that the fat that reached the mouth was snatched away by the Corpse Witch King before leaving.

(To be continued)