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After refining Brown's soul through soul alchemy, Yang Ling not only greatly increased his soul energy, but also successfully gained his memories and learned some secrets within the Holy See. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Holy See was powerful, and in addition to bishops, large and small, there were institutions such as the Inquisition, the Dervishes, and the Knights of the Cathar. The sanctuary is its strongest and most mysterious place, with an outer and an inner church. For thousands of years, he has been outside the Holy See headquarters, and even the Pope himself has not been able to directly command the Templars. The Outer Church is responsible for the liaison between the Holy Church and the Holy See Headquarters, helping the Pope deal with some tricky troubles.

The outer hall personnel at least have the strength of the field powerhouse, or in some aspects have the talent and ability far beyond the average person, but compared with the inner hall powerhouse, the strength is many times different. According to Brown's memory, every Inner Hall powerhouse has the strength of the pinnacle of the realm, and any one of them can destroy a territory or a principality in one fell swoop, and the strength is amazing.

The strength of ordinary inner hall powerhouses is amazing, and the strength of the nine elders of the inner hall is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Some had cultivated at the peak of the realm for thousands of years, and some had even already stepped into the god rank. According to Brown's memory, these nine inner hall elders were the foundation of the Holy See's standing for thousands of years, fighting against the Vulcan Gate and the Golden Lion Family.

"Divine Rank Holy Hall, it seems that this time we are really in big trouble!" After understanding the true strength of the Holy See, Yang Ling shook his head bitterly.

As far as Brown can remember, this guy had already sent the news of his trip back to the Holy See, adding fuel to his anger and hatred for himself and Elder Brent. If you guess correctly, the powerhouses of the Holy See's inner hall will soon come to the door.

Elder Brent is very powerful, he stepped into the god rank more than 8,000 years ago, but after being trapped in the fire prohibition for thousands of years, his divine power has been depleted. At that time, in the face of the god-level powerhouse who came to the door of the Holy See, what will be used to deal with it?

Ask the Sword God of the House of Barrymore, or ask the Fire God, Elder Faun's mentor, for help?

After thinking about it, Yang Ling shook his head helplessly and discarded these unrealistic ideas. Although he had some friendship with Garcia and Elder Faun, why did he ask the ancestor of their family to help him deal with the powerful Holy See?

Strength is everything!

After understanding the seriousness of the matter, Yang Ling coldly glanced at the corpses of Brown and Odumbra, and led everyone to leave quickly, ready to discuss with Elder Brent to see if he had any good ideas.

Although his cultivation speed is very fast, it is obviously impossible to confront a god-level powerhouse in a short period of time. Although a large number of demonic beasts can be domesticated, in addition to god-level demonic beasts, I am afraid that no matter how large the number of demonic beasts is, they are not the opponent of the god-level powerhouses of the Holy See.

If even Elder Brent can't do anything, maybe he will have to make some preparations in advance, and in any case, he must ensure the safety of Sophia, Alice, and Yuna!

Running at full speed, Yang Ling soon led everyone back to the temporary camp located on the second floor of the mausoleum, and successfully found Elder Brent who was tasting wine. After understanding what was going on, Evelyn, the mermaid on the side, was worried about Yang Ling, while Elder Brent had a solemn face.

"Yang Ling, are you sure that the information is accurate, there are almost nine god-level powerhouses in the Holy See?" After being shocked, Elder Brent stared at Yang Ling tightly.

There are also upper, middle and lower god ranks, and with each higher level, the strength may increase dozens of times, or even hundreds of times. Not to mention the middle god, it is a lower god who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and he can also kill a strong person who has just become a god in seconds. If Yang Ling's information was correct, the Holy See would have several god-level powerhouses who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, or even longer, and the situation would be extremely bad.

For thousands of years, he has been trapped in the fire prohibition and cannot absorb any external energy. Although his comprehension of the laws of the wind system has been further advanced, his divine power has been consumed by the innate spiritual fire, and his overall strength has not advanced but retreated. In the Tylen Continent, due to the extremely low concentration of magic elements, the speed of divine power recovery is extremely slow, and it is obviously impossible to recover the divine power in its heyday in a short period of time. If the god-level powerhouses of the Holy See join forces to kill them, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Elder Brent, there is absolutely no problem with the intelligence, the hidden strength of the Holy See will only be higher than we know!" Seeing Elder Brent's face solemn and his expression grim, Yang Ling's heart became heavier and heavier. If even he can't do anything, I'm afraid the Warcraft Leader will usher in a real disaster!

"Lord Lord, if, if you want, you can go to live in the territorial waters of our Seattle Sea Clan for a while!" After a moment of silence, the mermaid Evelyn continued: "No matter how strong the Holy See is, I am afraid that it will not dare to easily go to our Sea Clan's territory to make a move. As long as you successfully obtain the Scepter of Life, I can persuade my father to set aside an island for you to settle on, and you can live as long as you want!"

Sea Clan?

Under the reminder of the mermaid Evelyn, Yang Ling's heart moved. Thousands of years ago, the Sea Clan and the human army led by the Holy See faced each other and lost both. Although I don't know what powerful people the Sea Clan has, they must be powerful if they can force the arrogant and arrogant Holy See to take the initiative to cease war. It's really not good, and it's also a good idea to send the old, weak, sick and disabled of the Warcraft Collar overseas to avoid the limelight.

"Sea Clan, there were still a lot of strong people back then. However, after so many years, I don't know if those old guys are still on this plane!" Elder Brent raised his eyebrows, remembering some of his friends back then, "Yang Ling, you don't have to worry too much, after leaving the underground mausoleum, I will immediately contact some friends from that year." If they are still in this plane, even if the strong men of the Holy See join forces to kill them, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Then trouble the elder!" Yang Ling smiled reluctantly, although he saw a glimmer of hope, he was still prepared for the worst in his heart.

After leaving the catacombs, a strong ban must be set up as quickly as possible, focusing on protecting the Garbury City Lord's Mansion and Visson Castle, and ensuring the safety of Sophia and Yuna and others. In this world, except for myself, I am afraid that no one can easily break the ancient prohibition. Even if they can't block the attack of the Holy See's god-level powerhouses, at least they can delay everyone's retreat, and maybe, they can also use the ban to deal a heavy blow to the Holy See's guys.

Where there is life, there is hope!

Even if the Demon Beast Territory was destroyed in the hands of the Holy See, as long as he gave himself enough time, he said that he would be able to lead tens of millions of Demon Beasts to kill it back. If it doesn't work for a year, then two years, ten years, one day, I can cultivate to the realm of soul witches, or even witch gods, and domesticate powerful god-level demonic beasts. At that time, it will be the time when he will count his old and new hatreds together and uproot the tyrannical Holy See, and at that time, he will erect tens of thousands of burns at the stake on the continent and tie up every church and every bishop of the Holy See to burn alive.

After discussing the next plan with everyone, Yang Ling strode away, choosing a small remote valley to sit down and seize the time to cultivate. In the face of the powerful Holy See, he felt unprecedented pressure and strong motivation. The desire to quickly strengthen the strength is stronger than ever!

"High-level gods and witches can deal with the peak powerhouses of this world's realm, perhaps, as long as they advance to the soul witch, they will have a way to crack the god-level powerhouses' god realm, cut their throats with one sword, and refine their souls!" Looking at the hideous crystal skull in his left hand, and then at the sharp blood elf dagger in his right hand, Yang Ling snorted coldly. Sit cross-legged on the ground and soak up all the energy you can!

The obelisk records a vast number of witchcrafts, and there are countless kinds of witchcraft. It can control the mysterious soul, and it can also absorb most of the energy and fuse it into magical power through the witch pill. The Holy See is powerful, but with enough time, he believes that one day he will be able to trample the Pope under his feet.

The inheritance from the ancient wilderness witch gave him the confidence to face all difficulties and challenges!

After resting for a day on the second floor of the mausoleum, Stuart led many Golden Knights into the third underground level, followed by the Dark Guild and the Barrymore family, and the surviving mercenaries and adventurers. Yang Ling was no exception, and the mermaid Evelyn and her party followed behind the major forces.

After turning ninety-nine eighty-one turns and crossing a long slope, the people cautiously came to the third underground level, to the place where the bones of the legendary pharaoh were buried. To their surprise, the entire third basement floor turned out to be a flat and empty square, covered with a thick layer of dust. There are no terrifying tomb guards like fire elves, and no low-level ghosts like zombies or mummies.

The whole large square was silent except for the shocking statues of demons, and although the statues were covered with a thick layer of dust, the outlines were still clear and lifelike.

"Oh my God, what is that, could it be, the legendary Hairy Devil?"

"No, holding a giant scythe, it should be the legendary Great Demon!"

After the shock, look at the vicious statues, and people scream. Under the unclear situation, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to take the lead in stepping on the strange square. The second floor of the mausoleum was already so terrifying, and the last layer was naturally even more dangerous, although for a moment it was not known what was terrible about the statues in these squares, but no one dared to act rashly.

There are many statues in the square, however, there are only eight types. There is a great demon holding a giant scythe and stepping on flames, a giant dragon with teeth and claws and a wingspan of more than 100 meters, and a Yaksha with a fierce eye on his upper body

Could it be that this is the eight heavenly dragons mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures?

Looking at the hideous statues, Yang Ling instinctively sensed a strong danger, and turned around and ordered the Corpse Witch King to set up a magic teleportation array nearby, just in case. In the eyes of everyone, these are the eight kinds of demons from the so-called demon plane, but in his eyes, these are simply the eight tribes of Yaksha and Asura in Buddhist stories with terrifying fighting power!

(To be continued)