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With the assistance of the Corpse Witch King, Yang Ling commanded the army of demonic beasts to storm the long-haired demons who rushed over without fear of death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the command of the Tarantula King, the army of spiders lurking underground sent out sharp ground thorns, wave after wave, stabbing the hairy demon's big feet to blood. If any of the guys fell to the ground, it would be even more unlucky, and in the blink of an eye, they would be stabbed in a continuous manner, and the flesh was blurred and miserable.

Under the command of the Evil Eye Tyrant, the Evil Eye army fires a wave of blinding rays, and then attacks the hairy demon who is instantly blind and has no time to dodge. Kill a group of guys, shoot another round of blinding rays, then storm again, and so on, slaughtering a large number of demons.

After devouring a large number of crystal nuclei and white mist, although the ordinary evil eye did not advance, its ability improved significantly. It can fire nearly ten rounds of blinding rays per day, and ordinary ray attacks can last for half an hour.

Half an hour may only be enough for an ordinary person to drink a cup of tea, but on the battlefield, it is extremely precious!

In just half an hour, the front of the Evil Eye army was filled with the corpses of long-haired demons, and the blood flowed like a river!

The long-haired demons are infinitely powerful and fast, and even the hard-hitting two-legged wyvern can parry them as long as they are entangled in close quarters.

In addition to their powerful hand-to-hand combat, their ranged attacks are terrifying, freezing enemies or even immobile ice with a breath of cold air. At this time, if anyone is smashed by them with a heavy hammer again, even Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save his life.

The Hairy Demon is very powerful, but unfortunately, the range is a small step closer than the Evil Eye. It's this small step that has cost them dearly!

The endless thorns of spiders, the stormy rays of the evil eye, the dizzying and difficult realm of the Corpse Witch King...

With the tacit cooperation of Yang Ling and the Corpse Witch King, and under the fierce attack of the nemesis of the Evil Eye, the long-haired demon's frozen ability was useless no matter how powerful it was, and it fell in front of the Evil Eye army one after another.

In less than half an hour, the dense long-haired demons had almost been wiped out, and even if some guys fled in all directions after discovering that something was wrong, they were chased by the fast Yang Ling and the super-rank Black Dragon King and killed them one by one.

After putting away the heart demon realm, looking at the long-haired demons lying in a pool of blood, the Corpse Witch King breathed a sigh of relief, "My lord, there must have been a large number of dead people buried in the depths of the mine, and they are full of resentment, so these long-haired demons will be mutated. Although their speed and strength have increased considerably, their intelligence has been greatly weakened, otherwise they will be in trouble if they cunningly disperse the ambush!"

"Let's go, let's see what secrets are hidden in the depths of the mine!"

After putting away the army of demonic beasts such as the Spider and the Evil Eye, Yang Ling said as he strode forward under the protection of the high-level demonic beasts of the Black Dragon King, the Flying Dragon King, the Unicorn and the Manticore Lion King. The rabbit-sized thousand-faced phantom marten playfully lay on his left shoulder, smelling the thick smell of blood, covering its little mouth exaggeratedly, and twisting its little butt from time to time.

"Hehe, my lord, legend has it that the thousand-faced phantom marten can transform into a great beauty when it becomes an adult. Otherwise, give it to me as soon as possible!" After pinching the little butt of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mink, the Corpse Witch King smiled in confusion.

After glaring at the ill-intentioned Corpse Witch King, the Thousand-Faced Phantom Marten bit his dry index finger, and then quickly jumped onto Yang Ling's right shoulder, breaking away from the clutches of the Silver Witch King.

Even the little thousand-faced phantom marten is worried about it?

Looking at the Corpse Witch King who was still obsessed after being bitten, Yang Ling shook his head. In the beginning, the Corpse Witch King may have tortured the wind-scratching woman out of revenge, but now it seems that he has become addicted to torture, and he will come to his mother's strength when he sees it.

"Rodriguez, the Hunters' Guild's animal taming farm has a large group of female sarro pigs, and I heard that after eating fat, she can also turn into a human form, and her butt is not ordinarily big. Or, I'll introduce you to a few another day, and let Goode use the teleportation array to send you a batch!"

Salo pigs?

Hearing Yang Ling say this, the Corpse Witch King sweated violently. He is a woman who likes big butts, but a saro pig with a big butt is still a pig even if he takes on a human form.

Although he had never heard that the Salo Pig could also transform into a human form, after hearing the news that the Demon Beast Collar was secretly building the Beast Spirit Altar, he had no doubt that Yang Ling would one day really be able to mix a pig with a person and use the Beast Spirit Altar to refine a spider demon.

People are born of people, pigs are born of pigs! Even if it is a spider demon refined by the altar of the beast spirit, it is still a pig!

In case one day when he was drunk, he was ordered a super aphrodisiac such as ambergris by Yang Ling, so that he could fight a spider demon in a daze, and after the news was transmitted back to the undead plane, I am afraid that the face of the corpse witch would be lost by himself!

"Forget it, my lord, you better keep it for yourself and enjoy it slowly!" Looking at Yang Ling's evil smile, the Corpse Witch King hurriedly distanced himself from him.

"Hehe, Rodriguez, you're welcome!" Seeing the Corpse Witch King flash to the side like an electric shock, the smile on Yang Ling's face became even brighter, "The Beast Spirit Altar will be completed soon, you are a little thinner, but your strength is strong." I don't think the spider demon clan will dislike you in the future!"

"Uh, my lord, I'll go ahead and explore the way!" Seeing Yang Ling's sturdy smile, the Corpse Witch King hurriedly found an excuse to slip away. Anything new needs to be tested, and the Beast Spirit Altar is no exception, he doesn't want to be a guinea pig in Yang Ling's hands.

Seeing the bewildered Corpse Witch King running out with his big tail between his legs, the thousand-faced phantom marten screamed excitedly a few times, and jumped into Yang Ling's arms and arched. Although it can't transform yet, and it can't speak out, its IQ is far above that of ordinary high-level demonic beasts.

This little guy will be able to transform in the future?

Looking at the thousand-faced phantom marten lying on his shoulder affectionately, and touching its smooth fluff, Yang Ling shook his head.

It's not that he can't keep up with the times, but this world is too crazy, if it is on the earth in the twenty-first century, I am afraid that these magical beasts around him have been pulled by the top laboratories of various major countries to slice and study!

After killing a large group of octopuses and hairy demons, the two of them did not encounter any monsters along the way, but there were more and more black sand mines.

The Wusha mine was pitch black, like rough rocks, and it looked inconspicuous. If it weren't for the reminder of the Corpse Witch King, Yang Ling really wouldn't have imagined that these black guys would be the hard-to-find Wusha mines on the mainland.

Although it is not flattering to look at, the Wusha Mine is not ordinarily hard, and it is difficult to cut a few pieces even with a sharp Blood Elf dagger. Therefore, Yang Ling simply put away all the Wusha mines he encountered along the way, stuffed small pieces into the space ring, and when he encountered a giant rock as big as a small mountain, he directly used the prohibition to move it all to the space of the Wu Tower, and the Corpse Witch King shook his head.

After approaching the depths of the mine, there are more and more high-quality Wusha mines encountered on the way, among them, there are many statues made of Wusha mines. There are dragons with wings ready to fly, sacrifices prostrate on the ground praying, and ancient Titans with giant swords. Beautiful, lifelike, and natural, Yang Ling and the Corpse Witch King were shocked in their hearts!

With their strength, even the sharpest weapons could hardly cut through the hard sand ore, let alone carve it into lifelike statues.

Who is it that carves mysterious statues out of hard and precious black sand ore?

Who put these statues in this mysterious underwater cave, and what is the connection between the tribe of the female leader, who has been shrouded in the shadow of curse for thousands of years, and all this?

With a lot of doubts, Yang Ling and the Corpse Witch King cautiously walked through the majestic statues one by one, approaching the depths of the mine step by step.

On the surface of the sea, they had already felt a faint energy fluctuation, and after approaching the depths of the mine, the strange energy fluctuation was simply overwhelming, filling every corner, bringing heavy pressure to the two of them, as if they were carrying a heavy mountain.

It's a good thing the pirates didn't follow up, otherwise, let alone dealing with the monster attack, this heavy pressure alone would have made it difficult for them to breathe and move!

"My lord, be careful, the situation here is very strange!"

After taking a few breaths vigorously, the Corpse Witch King's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and as he spoke, he opened his heart demon realm with all his might, which had not yet fully recovered.

After feeling the boundless pressure, without being reminded by the Corpse Witch King, Yang Ling decisively opened the Frozen Throne. It's a pity that the pressure here is too terrifying to summon the Warcraft army to help in the battle. High-level magical beasts such as bipedal wyverns and manticores can also make do and summon low-level magical beasts such as horned bee beasts and spiders without any help.

"Hey, sir, look, what's that?"

After turning a few giant statues, a wide square appeared in front of the two.

In the middle of the square, there is a giant five-sided magic array, covered with superb crystals. Around the square, in addition to countless statues, there is also a large group of humanoid ice sculptures. There are fierce warriors in heavy armor, sorcerers in white robes with magic staffs, mothers with babies on their backs and children with bare butts, all with lifelike expressions!

Could it be that these ice sculptures are the people of the tribe that the female leader Margaret said? So, where are the so-called sealed demons?

Looking at the ice sculptures with different expressions on the square, Yang Ling's heart moved, and he remembered the purpose of Margaret's trip. After taking a deep breath, he held the sharp blood elf dagger and carefully observed the surrounding situation, lest he be accidentally attacked by some demon!

(To be continued)