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If it is said that Antalya incarnated into a ninth-order Thunderbird King at a young age, which surprised people, then Yang Ling's victory over the surname without much effort was even more shocking! Although I had long heard that Yang Ling's strength as a lord was unfathomable, no one would have imagined that he would be so powerful! Just by summoning two demonic beasts out, he killed a ninth-order top-level Thunderbird King, if I summoned all the demonic beast army, how could I still get it?" "Tsk, amazing, if I had half the ability of the lord, how good would it be!" "Hehe, die, you can't be too greedy. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info As long as there is a manticore lion king as a war pet, you will have the ability to earn a lot of crystal coins, and even get a knight!" Looking at the powerful unicorn and the scorpion lion king around Yang Ling, people were talking excitedly. In particular, several hunters who had just joined the guild were excited when they thought that they would have the opportunity to obtain a demon hunting card in the future and have a powerful magical beast like the Scorpion Lion King as a war pet. "It's over, it's all over!" the people were excited, but the innkeeper burst into tears. Looking at the mess of tables and chairs, looking at the broken wine, her heart was about to break. Over the years, she has managed to earn some crystal coins. Hearing that the Warcraft Leader had a bright future and crystal coins everywhere, she borrowed money from all over the world, gritted her teeth and invested all the crystal coins to build such a tavern. In order to save money, she used the most ordinary wood to make tables and chairs, and only painted a layer of tree paint on the outside; in order to make money, she racked her brains, and Boss Xu did not hesitate to show face, and personally came out to entertain guests! Unfortunately, everything was over! After a fierce battle, the tables and chairs were in shambles, all the drinks were smashed to pieces, and even the walls and floors that had just been decorated were smashed into potholes! Several druids were put in prison, and it was obviously impossible to find them for compensation, and Yang Ling, the lord of this high position, who would dare to ask him for compensation? Alas, Mrs. Thatcher is so pitiful, everything is smashed!" "Yes, how difficult it is for a helpless widow!" After noticing the tears on the face of the proprietress , people shook their heads and whispered. The smashed tables and chairs were not very valuable, but the bottles of treasured wine were much more valuable, and all of a sudden they were all smashed, not to mention Margaret Thatcher, a small businessman, even the average rich person could not afford it. The helpless widow followed everyone's gaze, and soon, Yang Ling noticed Margaret Thatcher with tears streaming down her face. There were many taverns in the town, but it was the first time he had seen a tavern with such a new decoration. The generous and enthusiastic waitress, the crystal chandelier blooming like an orchid, the right amount of light, and the cleverly conceived tables and chairs, all show that the owner of the tavern has put a lot of effort into it. If the decoration of the tavern is refreshing, then the owner of the tavern, Margaret Thatcher, is even more eye-catching. A long dark black dress with a wide hem and a sudden shrinking waist contrasted sharply, outlining Margaret Thatcher's slender waist and high hips. There is a pink Siberian mille-feuille red pinned to his chest, and the red flower in black clothes sets off the snow-white waves on his chest. In addition to evoking reverie, there is also a hint of the reserve of a noble lady! What a delicate woman! After losing her mind for a moment, Yang Ling nodded, and when she saw that Mrs. Thatcher was dressed properly, she understood that the decoration of the tavern was definitely from her own idea. There are many beautiful vases, but such a woman is rare!"Mrs. Thatcher, is this your tavern?" Just when the proprietress was lost and leaned against the wall weakly, Yang Ling came to her at some point, "The decoration of this tavern is very good, and the loss this time will be borne by the territory." After you have made the statistics with the soldiers, you can go to Wieson Castle to find my old butler Mulberch to receive compensation!" "For the helpless Margaret Thatcher, this loss is simply an unbearable flying disaster, but for Yang Ling, this amount of money is nothing at all, and it is not a dime. "Thank you, Lord Lord, thank you!" After the surprise, Mrs. Thatcher hurriedly bent down and saluted, looking down at the snow-white crisp breast, Yang Ling saw a deep ditch that made people's blood surge. The two peaks, one on the left and one on the right, like freshly baked white-flour steamed buns, and like two restless little white rabbits, trembled gently as Margaret Thatcher bent down and saluted!"Welcome to the Demon Beast Territory, if you have any problems in the future, just come to Vison Castle to find me!" After putting away the unicorn and the manticore queen, Yang Ling strode away. However, after walking a long distance, the snow-white crisp breasts still appear in my mind from time to time. Unbeknownst to him, in a corner of the darkness, an elven archer armed with a crossbow arrow slowly appeared. "Hmph, Warcraft Leader, wait for the wrath of our Champa warriors!" Look at Yang Ling who strode away, think of the seriously injured young master Antalya, the elven archer gritted his teeth. After a moment's silence, a magical message was sent back to the Champa tribe about what had happened in the tavern. The Demonic Beast Territory is very powerful, but it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the Champa tribe that has been inherited for thousands of years. Not to mention the top-level druids who have guarded the temple for thousands of years, it is the eldest young master Dukas, who has just entered the secret realm of the temple to cultivate, can destroy the demonic beast territory in one fell swoop, and repay the blood debt. A high-level druid who can transform into a golden dragon can definitely make Yang Ling, the lord, understand who is a stupid guy. There are some things in the world that are really addictive as they are done! After being aroused by Mrs. Thatcher's inner desire, Yang Ling quickly thought of Yuna, who acted with Goode and others. I thought of the hut of the two of them in the space of the Wu Tower, and I remembered the night when the two of them were by the lake, in the grassland and the forest. After returning to Visson Castle and having a sumptuous dinner under the service of the servants, he hurried to cultivate. I wanted to go to the forest again the next day to pick up Good, Yuna and the others, so that they wouldn't have any accidents when they met the Witch King. Unexpectedly. They arrived back in the early hours of the morning. As soon as the people sat down in the council chamber to discuss the next plan, Ashnamo led his people back with a gloomy face. It turned out that because there were too many forks in the cave, the Angus family disappeared as soon as they entered the cave, and they had to reluctantly give up the mission after working hard for most of the day. It's a pity that he missed such a good opportunity! After learning that Harrison and other guys had escaped, Yang Ling secretly shouted that it was a pity. As one of the few families on the mainland that cultivates undead magic, the Angus family is secretive, and no one knows where their nest is. For thousands of years, even the powerful Holy See could not find their nest, let alone ordinary people. "My lord, we can build lighthouses along the coastline, not only to avoid another pirate attack, but also to show the way for future ships sailing in the territorial waters!" After a moment of silence, Goode was the first to say his thoughts. "Yes, there is a long coastline in the south of Warcraft Territory, and a lighthouse must be built!" Asnamo agreed loudly, and after a pause, he continued: "Lighthouses can effectively avoid pirate attacks, but in order to fundamentally solve the problem, an elite navy must also be formed!" "Yes, an elite navy must be formed as soon as possible to open up the route from the territory to Bavaria and other major human cities!" After some discussion, it was unanimously agreed that an elite navy must be formed as soon as possible, and in the absence of the old butler who was also in charge of finances, Murberch, rushed to the elven tribe overnight, so that there was no lot of opposition to this resolution. However, with the influx of a large number of caravans, with the expansion of the size of the Weisen caravan, and with the development of the colorful crystal mine, the finances of the territory have long improved. The income from the auction of minerals is huge, the sale of magic wands is lucrative, and the auction of land is also amazingly profitable, so it should not be much of a problem to allocate a sum of crystal coins to form a navy. Just as everyone was about to disperse, suddenly, there was a mournful cry from the sky, getting closer and closer to the castle, and the speed was very fast. "Wyvern, oh my God, such a huge wyvern!" "Quick, archers prepare, quick!" When the black dot in the air approached, everyone found that it was a bloodstained wyvern, huge in size and hideous in appearance. Frightened, the servants went limp and hid in terror, while the soldiers raised their sharp crossbow arrows under the command of the commander. Thrace?Looking at the bipedal wyvern that was getting closer and closer, and looking at the huge wound on its chest, Yang Ling's heart was shocked, and he ordered the soldiers to put down their bows and arrows. As a ninth-order Flying Dragon King, Thrace is powerful, and even ordinary Saint-Rank powerhouses are not his opponents, who made him seriously injured?" "Master, Corpse Witch King, Corpse Witch King has rushed into Blackwater City, quick, hurry up" Flying Dragon King Thrace said as he swooped down, and quickly turned into a human form after touching the ground. His face was pale, covered in blood, and there was a huge wound on his chest, which was deep in the bones! Hmph, this ghostly guy! After receiving the Flying Dragon King Thrace to the Wu Tower Space to recuperate, Yang Ling snorted coldly, his face gloomy. After seriously injuring the Witch King in the dungeon, he thought that he was exhausted by the pursuit of Garcia the Golden Cloaked Warrior and Elder Cruyff, and was getting farther and farther away from his territory. Unexpectedly, this guy is still ghostly and has been wandering around the territory!

(To be continued)