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The Dark Great Elder Reblaka was very good at talking, and under his explanation, Yang Ling understood the common sense of the cultivation of many god-level powerhouses, and also had a preliminary understanding of the heterogeneous plane. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It turns out that there are countless planes outside the Tylen continent. The six main planes of life, order, nature, power, death, and chaos have a thick magical element, and their area is incredibly large, tens of thousands of times the size of the Tyranid continent. Each main plane has a large population, and in addition to the number of god-level powerhouses, the number of ordinary people is as large as the fine sand on the desert, and there are countless of them. In terms of proportion, the proportion of god-level powerhouses is only more than ten times that of the Tylen Continent, but due to the large population base, the absolute number of god-level powerhouses is extremely amazing.

In addition to the six main planes, there are countless material planes and semi-material planes, where all kinds of beings live. The six main planes have existed for hundreds of millions of years, and the spatial structure is stable, except for a few plane exits, spatial cracks are extremely rare, and the material plane like the Tyran continent is different, not only is the concentration of magic elements far inferior to the six main planes, but the space is also extremely unstable. As soon as there is any fierce turbulence in the space turbulence, a spatial crack will immediately occur, and if the situation is serious, if it is not blocked in time, it is likely to completely collapse and be destroyed by the space turbulence.

The half-plane is the growing plane of matter, and neither the area nor the structure has yet been completely formed. Compared with the material plane of the Tylen Continent, space is more unstable, and often a few large spatial ion storms can completely tear them to pieces, and the creatures inside have no place to be buried. Basically, no more than one of the 100 half-planes can survive and eventually grow into the material plane.

Most of the half-planes are innate, formed by the natural condensation of meteorite groups and dust in the spatial turbulence after the destruction of the plane, and a small number of them are formed by the forcible condensation of meteorites and dust by top-level god-level powerhouses using god-level magic. In order to obtain a sufficient number of believers and obtain a steady stream of wishing power, some powerful god-level powerhouses will resist various natural disasters for the half-plane [***]. The half-plane that can survive and grow into the material plane in the end is basically supported by a powerful god-level powerhouse behind it.

In order to obtain the power of wishes, religion is naturally the best choice, and every powerful god-level powerhouse will basically exist in various half-planes or material planes in the form of so-called gods. So on the heterogeneous plane, there are countless religions of all kinds.

"Elder Rebulaka, are the sword gods and fire gods on our Tyren Continent god-level powerhouses with divine ranks, and are there any powerful plane guardians or plane wanderers on the continent?" After the shock, Yang Ling understood many things, but there were more doubts in his heart.

"No, the so-called sword god and fire god are just a name for people. As far as I know, no one in the Tyran Continent has cultivated to the realm of the main god, and no one has the rank of god!" Grand Elder Rebulaka smiled, and after a pause, he continued: "Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was an extremely powerful guardian on the Tylen Continent, and all the plane wanderers who rashly broke into the continent died in his hands, but then suddenly disappeared for some reason. Some people say that he went to a distant plane, and others say that he died in the cemetery of gods and demons, and no one knows the specific situation. It was probably hundreds of thousands of years after he disappeared that we, the Dark Society and the Holy See, began to preach here!"

Died in the Graveyard of Gods and Demons?

Yang Ling's heart was shocked, thinking of the god-level demonic beast Jinpeng Bird who received the space of the Witch Tower and could shuttle through the spatial turbulence, and remembered the mysterious old man who was defeated and injured in the Gods and Demons Cemetery back then. In the dark, I feel that the graveyard of gods and demons hides many secrets that no one knows. It's a pity that his current strength is still not strong enough, otherwise, he can lead the army of Warcraft to break in and see what secrets are hidden inside.

"By the way, Brother Yang Ling, after cultivating for a period of time, we will launch a large-scale counteroffensive against the Holy See, are you interested in doing it together?" said the Dark Great Elder Rebraka as he looked at Yang Ling meaningfully.

How much investment there is, what a big return!

Although he is grateful to Yang Ling for saving his life and has a good impression of him, Yang Ling still needs to make more efforts if he wants to obtain greater benefits. As the Grand Elder of the Dark Society, Rebraka naturally has to think from the perspective of the entire Association when it comes to big things.

"It's my honor to be able to fight side by side with the Great Elder!" Yang Ling smiled, even if there was no Dark Association to do it, he would let the Holy See taste the power of the Demon Beast Leader. With the Dark Triumvirate as their backers, and the soldiers of the Dark Association rushing to the front, they naturally won't miss a good opportunity for the Holy See to fall into the ground.

"Okay, in a month, we'll go out together. Elder Rebraka looked at Yang Ling appreciatively, and then said, "The time is almost up, it is estimated that the Holy See's reinforcements are also about to arrive, go, and let the Holy See taste our strength in a month." ”

Despite his strength, Elder Rebraka was reluctant to rush into contact with the Holy See's reinforcements. Go back and prepare for a month, and after summoning a group of strong people from the death plane, it is not too late to seek revenge from the Holy See. Under his command, the Dark Soldiers set fire to all directions, and then quickly left through the magical teleportation array. By the time the Holy See's reinforcements arrived, the steel-horned castle on the mainland, which had been said to be a fortified castle, was in ruins, full of flames and billowing smoke, and the corpses of papal knights and magicians were burned to the ground.

The time of one month was very limited, in order to quickly improve the strength of the territory, after returning to the Demon Beast Territory through the magic teleportation array, Yang Ling immediately took action. Instructed Goodsettle to recruit hundreds of prisoners and give them the formalities to join the Hunters' Guild, ordered Master Eren and the Goblin Elders to make more magic crystal cannons to further improve the special weapons and equipment of the Warcraft army, ordered Aznamo to step up his spying on the Sea Clan and take out the elusive pirate of the One-Eyed Dragon as soon as possible, and instructed Alice to refine more poison

Although the battle of Steel Horn Castle obtained amazing loot, the casualties were also very serious, and low-level magical beasts such as self-exploding bats and horned bee beasts suffered more than half of the casualties. Although it can be quickly replenished through the Warcraft base in the space of the Witch Tower, further training is needed for the newly domesticated Warcraft to exert its due combat effectiveness. Fortunately, although the high-level demonic beasts such as the Black Dragon King, the Purple Squirrel Bingbing, and the Giant Ape were scarred, none of them were killed, and they could quickly recover through the white mist emitted by the Life Fountain and the Witch Tower.

After giving Elder Brent a bottle of Life Spring Water to help him recover from his injuries quickly, Yang Ling plunged into the space of the Witch Tower, carefully pondering how to improve the strength of the Demon Beast army in the shortest possible time. With the addition of more than a dozen realm powerhouses and dozens of Saint-rank powerhouses, the strength of the Hunter Guild has been unprecedentedly improved, and its influence will become greater and greater. Correspondingly, the number of super-level Warcraft in the Warcraft army is too small, and it is obviously unable to keep up with the requirements of the situation, and it is necessary to do everything possible to improve the strength of the Warcraft army.

For just one month, it is obviously unrealistic to enter the Truss Forest or go to sea to find super-level demonic beasts, even if you are lucky, you can only domesticate one or two super-level demonic beasts at most. If it was before, Yang Ling might only be able to pin his hopes on the altar of the beast spirit with a large random surname, but with the Dark Commander Barbossa's gift of the Ink Crystal Essence, the situation is different.

"Quick, ten drops per person, quick!" After gathering the Black Dragon King, the Flying Dragon King, and the Corpse Witch King and the others, Yang Ling took out a row of cups as he spoke, and carefully poured ten drops of precious ink crystal essence into each cup. For the Corpse Witch King and the Purple Squirrel Bingbing and other guys, he was ten thousand worried, if they let them do it themselves, maybe the entire bottle of crystal essence would be drunk by them.

"Well, my lord, this can't be a new poison that Alice has refined, right?" Although he felt the black water droplets emitting bursts of surging energy, looking at the black and non-slippery appearance, the Wyvern King Thrace was still a little hesitant. When they first started learning to refine poisons, Alice and Yang Ling did not use their high-level magical beasts for experiments. Thinking about having diarrhea all day long, his legs are shaking, and he still shivers when he thinks about it.

"This is the biggest gain in the Steel Horn Castle this time, the legendary top-grade ink crystal essence from the death plane is hard to find in the death plane, and money can't buy it!" Looking at the Flying Dragon King like a frightened bird, Yang Ling shook his head, "Drinking a drop can quickly improve your strength and speed up your cultivation, you don't want to forget it!"

The best ink crystal from the plane of death?

Everyone was taken aback, and they were ecstatic after reacting, the Corpse Witch King moved the fastest, swallowed his share of the crystal essence in one gulp, and then reached out to grab the share of the Flying Dragon King Thrace, "Quack, this is the latest poison refined by Alice, and it will take ten days to pull your stomach after taking a sip." Thrace, don't drink such a terrible poison, brother, I'll help you!"

"Die, don't let go, wherever you go in the future, I'll send a group of flying dragons to follow you, and see what you can do your good deeds!" The Flying Dragon King stepped on the sore foot of the Corpse Witch King, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and was afraid that others would disturb him and the little girl's tour

Under the demonstration of the Corpse Witch King, everyone quickly drank the rare ink crystal essence. However, just as Yang Ling was about to leave, the purple squirrel Bingbing stopped doing it. Pestering him to jump around, rolling all over the floor, his little tongue licking his lips and forcing him to drink a few more drops. As soon as the crystal essence was in its mouth, it understood that it was definitely a rare good thing.

Seeing that under the stalking of the purple rat, Yang Ling opened the bottle again, and the thousand-faced phantom mink pounced like lightning. Although she was damaged by the purple squirrel Bingbing, the lady is a lady, and she did not roll on the ground like the purple squirrel Bingbing, but her eyes were red and her tears were like spring water, as if she had suffered a great grievance, which made it even more difficult for people to refuse.

"Tsk, you two little guys, the last two drops, there will be no more!"

After feeding a drop of crystal essence to the purple rat Bingbing and the thousand-faced phantom mink, seeing that the corpse witch king and the black dragon king and other guys on the side were drooling with envy, Yang Ling hurriedly covered the bottle and left quickly. He didn't want to see a massive black dragon or a dry Witch King rolling on the ground and let him give them a few more drops. Before leaving, he saw the unicorn standing not far away and looked at him gloomily, thinking about the time when he rode it around, and after a moment of silence, he summoned it over, and gave it a full fifteen drops of crystal essence at a time.

Since these days, although they have swallowed a large number of demonic beast crystal nuclei and drunk a lot of life spring water, the unicorns that have made great achievements in the past are still only advanced to the ninth-order primary, and the gap between them and the strength of high-level demonic beasts such as the Black Dragon King, the Flying Dragon King, and the Giant Ape King is getting bigger and bigger. Yang Ling hoped that after swallowing fifteen drops of crystal essence this time, it would bring an unexpected surprise to himself.

After all, after a unicorn advances to a super-level demonic beast and becomes a rare unicorn holy beast, its strength is not so much stronger than that of an ordinary super-level demonic beast!

(To be continued)