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Under Garcia's explanation, Yang Ling slowly learned some little-known secrets. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoFor ordinary people, Saint-rank warriors and saint-rank magicians are already strong people standing at the pinnacle. But in fact, there are realm powerhouses above the holy rank, and there are god-level powerhouses above the realm powerhouses. The Saint-level powerhouse pursues majestic fighting spirit or magic power, but after advancing to the realm powerhouse, whether it is a samurai or a magician, all they pursue is the control of the realm. A realm powerhouse can exert a powerful realm space, isolate the enemy's touch on magical elements, and limit the enemy's use of external energy. In other words, in his domain space, the strength of others will be greatly limited. A powerful magister may not even be able to send out a fireball in someone else's domain space. Different field powerhouses have different domain space. In the domain space of an earth domain magician, the earth magic element is unprecedentedly strong, and the defense power of allies can reach an astonishing level; in the same way, in the domain space of a wind domain magician, the wind magic element is thick, and the movement speed of allies will be several times faster than usual, or even more than ten times after cultivating to the peak of the realm, people will gradually perceive the various laws between heaven and earth, and their strength is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. For warriors and magicians below the Holy Rank, the domain space is simply a nightmare, and they are helpless when encountered, but for the realm powerhouses at the peak, it is not difficult to break the domain space of the low-level realm powerhouses, which is precisely why the white-robed cardinal has no way to take the corpse witch king. Although the Corpse Witch King's strength was far from recovering, his realm was many times higher than that of ordinary people, and the primary realm of the white-robed cardinal was simply a layer of paper in his eyes. However, when he encountered Yang Ling's domain-like prohibition, he was at a loss. Because of this, he mistakenly thought that Yang Ling was a high-level domain powerhouse. If you comprehend enough law power, you can advance to a god-level powerhouse after breaking through the threshold. Not only does he have a long, almost immortal life, but he also has abilities that far exceed what ordinary people can imagine. God-level powerhouses are very powerful, but for thousands of years, there are very few god-level powerhouses known to people. The sword god of the Barrymore family, known as the pillar behind the Dera Empire, the golden lion of the Borg family, the pinnacle of the paladins of the Rus Empire, and the fire god of the Buckru family, are the foundation of the Bantu Empire for thousands of years. In addition to the above three human god-level powerhouses, there are also orc beast gods and high priests of the elf clan, each god-level powerhouse is the mainstay of the empire or race where they live. Since they have long ceased to be involved in secular power struggles, the major families have kept a low profile for thousands of years, despite their strength. For ordinary people, except for the legends of god-level powerhouses, the major families are rarely known, and only the upper echelons of the mainland understand their true strength. "According to the ancestral teachings, if there is no news of the Sword God for two thousand years in a row, the descendants can enter the Sword Pool to look for instructions!" After explaining to Yang Ling some common sense that ordinary people didn't know about, but the upper-class people knew it clearly, Garcia drank the pomegranate wine in the cup in one gulp. After a pause, he continued: "Opening the sword pool requires the starry sky sword that the Sword Master once used, but unfortunately, according to legend, it was lost in the temple of the Ice and Snow Goddess. For thousands of years, our family has worked hard to find the temple of the Ice and Snow Goddess, but without the legendary Ice Armor, we can't enter it at all!" I wanted to take it out for him to identify, but after thinking about it, I forgot it. Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, although they have the same surname as Garcia in the past few days and call them brothers, the temptation of the artifact is too great. Rushing to take out the armor of the Frozen Throne may lead to death. "Without the Ice Armor, I'm afraid only God-level powerhouses can enter the Temple of the Frozen Goddess, but it's a pity" After drinking a glass of wine, Garcia shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Although there are old guys in the family who have cultivated for thousands of years and reached the peak of the realm, but in a few thousand years, I am afraid that a god-level powerhouse will not be born!" Thinking of the failure of the mission and returning empty-handed, Garcia felt uncomfortable for a while. Now, he had cultivated to the peak of the Holy Rank, and if he successfully completed the task, he might be able to break through to the realm realm in one fell swoop with the help of the major elders. It's a pity that the frozen armor in his hand was snatched alive by the Corpse Witch King, and it fell short!" "Brother Garcia, don't think too much. There are some things that can be solved when the time is ripe, so let's rest early!" After patting Garcia on the shoulder meaningfully, Yang Ling strode away. If the Barrymore family just wanted to enter the temple of the Frozen Goddess and find the starry sky sword that their ancestor sword god had used, then he might be able to help them. A family that once gave birth to a sword god, a family known as the pillar behind the Draa Empire, has a strength behind it that is definitely far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Establishing a good relationship with such a big family will definitely be of great benefit to the long-term development of the Warcraft Territory. Of course, this matter must be considered in the long term. Rashly showing off the frozen armor, whether for himself or for the developing Warcraft Lord, may be an unprecedented disaster. Eight thousand years ago, what happened to the Ancient Summoner? What was the relationship between the Ancient Summoner and the Ancient Wizard, and how did they disappear? In this strange world, is there any way to return to Earth? After learning through Garcia that the Holy See suddenly rose eight thousand years ago, and the five god-level powerhouses returned to seclusion almost at the same time, Yang Ling's heart became more and more puzzled. Strode back to the courtyard, ready to learn about the situation through the Corpse Witch King. After instructing no one not to disturb, he quickly entered the space of the Witch Tower and came to the Corpse Witch King. At the beginning, the Corpse Witch King was unwilling to be controlled by Yang Ling from then on, but when Yang Ling recited a few witch duels of soul bondage and attack, he had to face reality under severe pain. As a realm powerhouse at the pinnacle of the past, as a corpse witch king who is known for his soul control and revenant, his soul is stronger than anyone else. After meditating for a moment, he understood that after being domesticated, a trace of Yang Ling's divine consciousness had been deeply seared into his soul and completely fused together. In this way, no matter what you do, you can't hide it from Yang Ling; if you find an opportunity to resist, even if Yang Ling doesn't attack, it will be difficult for you to withstand the terrible backlash; if Yang Ling is unfortunately killed one day, you will have to dissipate like the Demon Beast army. All signs indicated that under the serious injury, he had passively signed a master-servant magic contract with Yang Ling. Magic contracts, like laws, can only be comprehended and used, and cannot be eliminated at all, even god-level powerhouses are no exception. Knowing what was going on, the Corpse Witch King no longer resisted in vain. After calming down, he worked hard to cultivate in the space of the Witch Tower, and after absorbing the blood and soul of a large number of wild demonic beasts, his strength improved greatly, and he recovered seventy percent of his strength in just a few days. Under the great joy, he quickly corrected his attitude and was convinced by Yang Ling, whose strength was unfathomable. "My lord, are you looking for me?" After smashing the brain of a wind wolf with one claw, the Corpse Witch King was about to suck the blood inside while it was hot, but when he saw Yang Ling suddenly appear in front of him, he immediately put down his green claws respectfully. "Hehe, Rogrigues, kill one and pay ten!" Looking at the wind wolf covered in blood and lying motionless on the ground, Yang Ling shook his head, "Kill a demonic beast, after a while, you must catch ten demonic beasts in, if these wild guys are all killed by you, I won't even have to eat barbecue in the future." "No problem, after regaining my strength, I will lead the army of the undead to the Dragon Valley to catch a group of dragons and come back. At that time, the adults will have no problem roasting dragon meat every day!" After sucking out the wind wolf's soul that had not yet dissipated and the blood that had not yet been lost, the Corpse Witch King wiped his mouth with satisfaction, "Don't talk about eating dragon meat, my lord just wants to find a beautiful and moving fairy dragon to taste that taste, and there is no problem!" Looking at the Corpse Witch King with a silver smile on his face, Yang Ling shook his head again. This guy did a lot of unsavory things eight thousand years ago, and once touched the Dragon Valley and snatched a fairy dragon who was not yet an adult to go back to bed, and because of this, he provoked the angry divine dragon El Pacino. Legend has it that the beautiful and moving fairy dragon can make every man crazy, I don't know who is more charming compared to the elf Sophia, the sky fox Yuna, and the saint Angel and others? After losing his mind for a moment, Yang Ling quickly came back to his senses, "Logrigues, what happened on the Tylen continent eight thousand years ago?" Eight thousand years ago? After the accident, the Corpse Witch King Rodriguez slowly talked about the past while reminiscing. It turned out that at some point, the energy of the undead plane became thinner and thinner, and whether it was a corpse witch or a revenant knight, the speed of advancement became more and more difficult. In the plane of the undead, there is an ancient legend among the wise high-ranking undead. A long, long time ago, countless gods and demons of various planes fought a fierce battle in the Tyranid Continent, and as a result, the gods fell, and the vast Tyranid Continent was also torn apart. Whoever can devour and fuse the godheads left behind by the gods will become a powerful god-level powerhouse. Eight thousand years ago, the Corpse Witch King, who had been stagnant at the peak of the realm for thousands of years, really couldn't stand it, and in order to advance to the god level, he did not hesitate to risk his life to come to the shattered Tyran Continent through the great rift in time and space. Unexpectedly, before he could find the ancient battlefield of gods and demons, he was chased by a divine dragon and was sealed alive for more than 8,000 years.

(To be continued)