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More than an hour later, the Corpse Witch King, dressed as a mercenary with a cloak on his head, quietly slipped back to the castle, "Quack, my lord, this is done. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Holy Rank is Holy Order, it tastes good!"

Tastes good?

Smelling the faint smell of blood, Yang Ling shook his head. The Corpse Witch King is very strong, and he was not even an opponent in his heyday, but unfortunately as a corpse witch, he has a breath of revenant soul as soon as he makes a move, and it is very easy for people with a heart to find something suspicious. The advantages and disadvantages are equally prominent, otherwise, he would have been able to kill the Sword Emperor Elvis openly, and there would be no need to spend so much effort.

"When I was working, I met a few knights of the Holy See, but rest assured, my lord, everything has been dealt with!" Seeing Yang Ling frowning, the Corpse Witch King naturally understood his worries, "This Sword Emperor is quite famous, but it's a pity that he is a poor ghost, and there is no treasure except for this space ring!"

The Sword Emperor's empty space ring is not large, and at most it can only stuff a few carts of grain into it. However, the whole body is blue, the shape is simple, and the surface is engraved with many wave-like patterns, exuding a trace of vague energy fluctuations.

"Take it and refine it again for Master Allen, it's really not good, just destroy it!"

The space of the Blue Space Ring is too small, it is simply a chicken rib, and it is better to destroy it than to leave a hidden danger. Of course, if you can refine it and change the shape, then you can consider it again.

After solving the challenge of the Sword Emperor, Yang Ling retreated again, cultivated the Refining Body Witch Duel, and continued to explore the mysteries of the Frozen Throne armor.

Sword Emperor Elvis is known as the pinnacle of the Holy Rank and is powerful. If he hadn't been defeated in a battle with Garcia and caught off guard in front of the Frozen Throne, Yang Ling would never have been able to defeat him easily.

However, despite this, the strength of the Frozen Throne and the wizard's melee ability still gave Yang Ling hope of quickly strengthening his strength. The feeling of a raging storm was very different from sneaking up behind with a Blood Elf dagger.

Under the full force of the refining witch, the muscles of the whole body bulged high one by one, shrinking one by one at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, frantically absorbing the energy emitted between heaven and earth.

Every muscle, every inch of bone is being strengthened at a rapid pace!

The general witch duel is mainly to cultivate the control of the soul, the comprehension of the origin power between heaven and earth, and the cultivation is an ethereal realm. But refining the body is different, the so-called cultivation is to do your best to absorb the energy around you, strengthen and temper the entire body with majestic energy, keep strengthening, and then strengthen

Under the effect of the Spirit Gathering Array, Yang Ling absorbed the aura of heaven and earth in the air during the day and extracted the life energy of the nearby trees, while at night, he mainly absorbed the vast starlight and directly absorbed the energy of the stars in the sky.

Slowly, a huge vortex of energy formed again in the sky above the castle of Wiesen, which became more and more obvious day by day, and the range became larger day by day, condensing majestic energy. Like a heavy dark cloud, and like a huge black cauldron, it strangely shrouded over the castle of Wiesen, weighing heavily on people's hearts.

Looking at the energy vortex that was becoming more and more depressed day by day, Yuna, Alice, Goode and the others were worried, lest something happen to Yang Ling in the courtyard. The Corpse Witch King was also unusual, sitting motionless at the gate of the courtyard all day and night in meditation, and no one was allowed to approach.

If someone approaches, they will find that he whispers quietly from time to time, and his whole body is covered with a faint black qi, and if someone digs three feet into the ground to take a look, they will find that around the courtyard where Yang Ling is, a red-haired zombie and a dark knight have appeared at some point.

Although it was not clear what was going on, the experienced Corpse Witch King understood that no one should disturb Yang Ling's cultivation at this time. Just in case, he summoned a large group of undead to stand guard around the courtyard, preparing for the worst. Of course, he is not willing to reveal his true identity unless he has to.

The terrifying energy vortex made Good, Yuna and the others worried, and it also quickly attracted the attention of outsiders, just like Yang Ling's defeat of Sword Emperor Elvis with his bare hands, it once again caused a sensation in the Demon Beast Realm. Soon, the news spread like snowflakes throughout the continent of Tyranny.

The Mercenary Guild has many eyes and ears, and naturally it is no exception!

The Principality of Livingsa, Yanjing Montson, ordinary people have long entered the dream land, but the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild is full of people, except for the mysterious Great Elder, the rest of the deacon elders are rarely all here.

After repeatedly looking at the information in his hand, a white-bearded mage had a solemn face and said slowly: "Elders, I think we still underestimate the strength of the family behind Yang Ling, and it is necessary to reconsider our relationship with the Demon Beast Collar and the Hunter Guild!"

At the invitation of Gulbond, after experiencing the dungeon battle with the wolf pack mercenary group, the whitebeard magician has a deep understanding of Yang Ling's strength.

Thousands of high-level demonic beasts, unfathomable strength, powerful and mysterious families

As a deacon elder of the Mercenary Guild, he was never willing to form a blood feud with Yang Ling and the family behind him, and Gulbond revealed the content of his conversation with Yang Ling, he understood that Yang Ling had no intention of confronting the Mercenary Guild. In this way, the two sides can take a step back, and even discuss ways to cooperate, so as to avoid the two guilds from competing with each other.

"However, the mission of the Hunters' Guild is in great conflict with ours, and if we let them develop, I am afraid that in the future," the Whitebeard Mage had just finished speaking, and a thin and short old man objected in a deep voice. After learning that the Sword Emperor Elvis was defeated by Yang Ling through magic transmission, he traveled thousands of miles and rushed back from the Della Empire Branch.

"Judging from the information gathered, Yang Ling, the lord of the Demon Beast Domain, is extremely scheming. Through a series of conspiracies, he angered the Sword Emperor and forced him to lose his mind before concentrating on the elite siege, thus easily seriously injuring the famous Sword Emperor Elvis. An old man with a wrinkled face was expressionless, and after a pause, he said coldly: "Such a person is even more terrifying than a realm peak powerhouse, either cooperate with each other, or ask the Great Elder to go all out as soon as possible, and even the family behind him will be uprooted!"

Excuse me, Great Elder?

Hearing the wrinkled old man say this, the thin and short old man's heart moved, "Elder Mandela, what do you mean, directly send out the shadow kill?"

"That's right, only the shadow killing directly under the Great Elder can kill the target neatly, and only the shadow killing can force out the family behind Yang Ling and catch them all!"

The wrinkled old man's face was cold, and his right hand gently wiped a black dagger. If you look closely, you will find that the top of the dagger is inlaid with a strange blood-red demonic beast crystal nucleus, which makes people dizzy just by looking at it.

"No, Elder Mandela. Yang Ling had thousands of demonic beasts, including the ninth-order Flying Dragon King and the super-rank Black Dragon King, and recently, the family had even sent a guardian warrior with unfathomable strength. ”

The white-bearded magician objected loudly, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "According to the intelligence, the family behind Yang Ling is by no means an ordinary nobleman, and it is very likely that it is the old family that the Great Elder once said that must not be provoked, and must not act recklessly!"

In this way, some were for and some against, and the elders quarreled with each other.

"Okay, don't make any noise, I have a copy of the Great Elder's instructions here, you can take a look!" Seeing that the crowd was getting louder and louder, an old fellow who had been silent all the time took out a piece of parchment from his bosom as he spoke.

The authority of the Great Elder, there can be no doubt!

Although he had not seen the Great Elder once in decades, if not centuries, no one dared to question his authority. The decision of the Great Elder can be said to be the decision of the Mercenary Guild.

After taking a closer look at the contents of the parchment, the crowd quickly stopped arguing.

The wrinkled old man and the thin and short old guy sighed and said nothing, but several elders led by the white-bearded mage had a happy face, discussing who would go to the Warcraft Territory on behalf of the Mercenary Guild, preparing to reconcile the contradictions and conflicts between the two sides as quickly as possible.

The Mercenary Guild quickly made a decision, but Yang Ling turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and continued to retreat.

I don't know how long it took, but by the time he opened his eyes, the vortex of energy that hung over Visson Castle had long since vanished. The snowflakes were nowhere to be found, and the surrounding trees sprouted buds.

The spring of awakening has finally arrived!

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

After understanding that winter had passed, Yang Ling's heart moved when he touched the Frozen Throne armor on his body. With a loud shout, majestic magic power and spiritual power poured out.

In an instant, the Frozen Throne underwent an astonishing mutation, and the blue light on the surface flowed, emitting a faint circle of blue light. As soon as a dead leaf swept up by the strong wind entered the range of blue light, it immediately froze into ice slag with a 'snort', and then cracked into countless fragments, dissipating into the air like dust.

Tsk, an artifact is an artifact, and one day if it can really spread the range of blue light to 10,000 miles, then it will really become a god!

Looking at the blue light with a radius of only one small step, Yang Ling shook his head, this was already his limit.

The hard work paid off, and after more than ten days of exploration, he finally discovered this wonderful use of the Frozen Throne. When the magic power and psychic power are infused in a precise ratio, the armor emits a ring of cold, piercing blue light.

Within the range of blue light, as long as he wants, not to mention leaves, even stones can freeze into ice slag. Then it can be broken into countless pieces with a slight touch, and the power is incomparable!

The only regret is that it requires an astonishing amount of magical power and mental power, and at present, under the full force, the limit range is only a small step, and the duration is only a few minutes.

For ordinary people, a few minutes may not even be enough to drink tea, but for Yang Ling, as long as he doesn't meet some top master, a few minutes is enough to solve the problem.

As his magic power and spiritual power grew, he was full of anticipation for this stunt that he named 'Frozen Miles'!

(To be continued)