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The first strike was strong, and after more than a hundred steps, Yang Ling let out a wave of revenant roars. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info defenseless, even the Holy See's Templars could not escape the catastrophe, and he did not believe that these so-called demons had no effect. As long as the opponent's soul is damaged, the combat effectiveness will inevitably be affected!

After a terrible scream, the great demon holding the giant scythe shook his whole body, and his head ached sharply, as if thousands of ants had been penetrated into it. I was going to take Yang Ling and his party to suck their essence blood and soul, but I didn't expect the other party to have such a terrifying soul attack.

"Up, kill him!"

There is no time to lose. Seeing that the big demon was pressing his head and howling loudly, Yang Ling was willing to miss such a good opportunity, and led everyone to rush over with a 'whoo'. The Black Dragon King transformed into a huge black dragon, and his wings flapped at him, and his hard and powerful claws slammed into the head of the Great Demon, and Thrace, who transformed into a two-legged wyvern, followed closely behind and slammed into the Great Demon's vest.

The speed of the Flying Dragon King Thrace was fast, and the Black Dragon King was even faster, and he killed the Great Demon in the blink of an eye, but compared to Winink, who wore a phantom cloak and cultivated the Shadow Witch Divine Power, their speed was still a lot slower. I saw a flash of cold light, and the throat of the Great Demon was slashed by the invisible Windink, and blood gushed out.

"Oh, die, die!"

The wound in his throat did not inflict fatal damage on the Great Demon, but instead drove him completely insane. With a roar, he didn't retreat but advanced, holding a sharp giant scythe and slashing straight at the Black Dragon King and the Flying Dragon King who rushed over, slashing through it fiercely. The 'ding' sound left a deep scar on the Black Dragon King's hard dragon claws.

"Hmph, Dragon Domain!" After flashing the sharp sword of the Great Demon sideways, the Black Dragon King snorted coldly and directly opened the Dragon Domain.

Suddenly, the Great Demon who was about to pursue was shaken and felt a heavy pressure. Look at the lightning rush of the Flying Dragon King Thrace, look at Yang Ling holding a crystal skeleton, and then think about the invisible killer who disappeared, shocked and angry, and had to retreat after snorting coldly.

"Hehe, come on, offer your essence blood and soul to the Great Demon Beast Lord!" Looking at the Great Demon who had not known to retreat until now, Yang Ling smiled evilly, borrowing the signature words of many Great Demons. A revenant roar came out at close range, followed by a wave of dementor light, and finally, the blood elf dagger suddenly accelerated, and pounced on it with a 'whew'.

After receiving two close-range soul attacks in a row, the Great Demon understood that the situation was not good under the severe pain, and did not hesitate to spend mental power to recite spells to prepare to teleport out. Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late. With a 'poof', a sharp dagger broke through the ** defense and pierced his heart directly. The essence and blood in the body seemed to encounter a bottomless pit, gushing out like a tide!

"You, you're a Blood Fiend?"

After feeling the blood in his body pouring uncontrollably into the terrifying dagger, the Great Demon's heart moved, and he remembered the elusive Blood Demon in the legend of the Demon Plane, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Unexpectedly, he was finally summoned by the blood curse of the Pharaoh with a trace of divine sense, and before he could absorb enough essence blood and soul in the Tyran continent, he encountered the legendary blood demon.

After the shock, the Great Demon was about to fight his last breath and die with Yang Ling, the legendary Blood Demon, but unexpectedly, as soon as the giant scythe was raised, his right hand was cut off by the invisible Werink. Immediately after, his left ear was slapped off by the claw of the Wyvern Dragon King Thrace, his right leg was bitten off by the Black Dragon King, and his vest was stabbed in by the Corpse Witch King's dry hands like a pig-killing knife

"Hehe, that's right, I'm a Blood Fiend. You should feel lucky to die at my hands!" Looking at the great demon with amazing vitality and still not dying under the heavy blows of everyone, Yang Ling smiled coldly. smashed it with a hard punch, and with a muffled 'bang', the opponent's skull was completely smashed. Then he silently recited the witch duel and used alchemy to refine his soul.

After advancing to a high-level divine witch, his soul alchemy had reached the realm of transcendence, refining the soul of the great demon almost instantly. As a stream of black qi penetrated his brain, he felt as if he had drunk a large jar of life spring water, his soul energy increased greatly, and his spiritual power also advanced by leaps and bounds, as if he had swallowed some elixir.

The soul of the devil is really extraordinary!

After feeling the changes in his body, Yang Ling was overjoyed. According to the explanation of the obelisk, the biggest obstacle for high-level gods and witches to advance to soul witches is not only the comprehension of witchcraft, but also the amount of soul energy. If the soul energy is insufficient, no matter how high the realm of witchcraft comprehension is, it will never be able to advance to the powerful soul witch. If you can absorb the soul energy of all the demons in the square, perhaps, it won't take long to advance to the soul witch realm and truly step into the hall of soul witch cultivation.

"Hehe, next, go!" After killing the Great Demon, Yang Ling's confidence was much stronger, and he led everyone to a nearby Yaksha. Just like last time, several waves of soul attacks were sent out from afar, and the first strike was stronger.

Fighting with the Great Demons, he found that these demons were extremely strong and their vitality was extremely tenacious, but their soul attacks and defenses were relatively weak. With the help of the Black Dragon King, the Shadow Witch Wininck, and the Corpse Witch King, he is confident that he will slay the demons in the square one by one. If you are not an opponent alone, then concentrate the elite together and beat the enemy to death.

He likes the feeling of group fighting!

As Yang Ling expected, after the soul was attacked in waves after waves, the speed and reflexes of the Yaksha, who was about to start a killing spree, were much sluggish. Under the Dragon Domain of the Black Dragon King, under the Demon Realm of the Corpse Witch King, in the face of everyone's wave after wave of group fights, he was torn apart alive in the blink of an eye. Soon, Yang Ling once again absorbed a powerful soul energy, although it was slightly insufficient compared to the soul energy of the Great Demon, it was also much stronger than absorbing the souls of hundreds of ordinary people and low-level demonic beasts.

Tsk, is this alchemy or marijuana?

After feeling that his soul energy and spiritual power had soared again, Yang Ling liked this feeling of rapid progress more and more, which was dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, stronger than the pleasure of a person's hard cultivation and a little bit of progress. It's like watching someone else ride a battered Phoenix bike, but you drive a Maserati top-of-the-line sports car past with a 'whoosh'.

With the assistance of the Five Great Witch Guards, the Corpse Witch King, and the Shadow Witch Winingk, Yang Ling struck down the demons that pounced on him and slaughtered many mercenaries and adventurers one by one. Others were scattered after seeing the hideous demons, but he seemed to see the shining gems and killed them without saying a word. In just half an hour, more than 20 demons died in his hands, and a lot of magic power was consumed, but the soul energy and spiritual power soared again and again. That feeling is like doing something with different beauties**, although the body is getting more and more tired, mentally ushering in wave after wave of **.

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Hahaha, I'm not dead, I'm not dead. I said a long time ago, with the presence of the lord, I am not afraid of the sky falling!"

After being rescued by Yang Ling from the demons at the critical moment, the surviving mercenaries and adventurers were moved to tears. Before, there were still some guys who were angry about Yang Ling snatching the Fire Elf, but at this moment, no one had such thoughts. After being spared by Yang Ling's great kindness again and again, even the most selfish guy was moved, and at the same time, he was also shocked. Yang Ling's invincible impression left an indelible mark in the depths of their souls, and throughout their lives, they never dared to make any crooked thoughts on the territory of the Demon Beast Territory.

For Yang Ling's amazing combat power, ordinary mercenaries and adventurers were shocked, and big forces such as the Dark Association and the Borg family, known as the Golden Lion, were no exception!

Although he had long known that Yang Ling's strength was unfathomable, and that he had a group of strong followers around him, he never expected him to be so strong! Both Elder Cruyff and Stuart were glad for their previous choice at this moment, and they did not have their own strength to stand on the opposite side of Yang Ling. Otherwise, it may have been wiped out like the rampant and domineering Holy See.

Although it was rumored that Elder Brown and his party had died at the hands of a group of undead, Elder Cruyff, Stuart and others knew in their hearts that things were by no means that simple. If there was no one behind them, how could the Holy See army be so coincidentally ambushed and pursued by a large group of undead along the way? If it weren't for the realization of something, how could Brown, a dignified Holy See Templar elder, hide outside the mausoleum like a lost dog and happen to encounter a large group of undead again?

Yang Ling's strength is by no means as simple as it seems!

Although he didn't say anything on his lips, the shrewd guy knew in his heart that Yang Ling's strength was far from being as simple as he imagined. The unwarranted ancient family behind Yang Ling once again surfaced in their hearts, except for a powerful and mysterious ancient family, they couldn't think of anything else that could make an unknown young man have such a powerful strength in a short period of time.

"Whoa, kill him!"

"Kill, let's kill him!"

Seeing that one by one the lone demons died in Yang Ling's hands, the remaining demons were shocked and angry, and they all rushed towards Yang Ling at the same time. The giant dragon with a wingspan of hundreds of meters, the big demon with red eyes, the yaksha who was eager for revenge, and the earth demon that was more than ten meters tall surrounded him from all directions.

Demons in a horde?

Looking at the demons that pounced on him from all directions, Yang Ling's heart was shocked, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty. One demon has already asked everyone to join forces to deal with it, and dozens of demons pounce on them with gritted teeth, is this okay?

(To be continued)