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I don't know how long it took, Yang Ling suddenly felt a light in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a majestic castle in front of him, and the majestic palace was undulating. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The castle was shrouded in a circle of silver light, a magic shroud that squeezed the sea out, and when you looked up, the black and oppressive water was nowhere to be seen.

The underwater world?

After shaking his dizzy head, Yang Ling got up hard, took out a handful of demonic beast blood beads from the space ring and swallowed them, quickly replenishing the consumed magic power and physical strength. If you guessed correctly, you must have been swept into this strange underwater castle by a terrible whirlpool, with a pile of hard meteorites and bones scattered scattered on the ground next to you. Some of them were slightly watery, others were covered in dust, and it seemed that they had been swept here by a whirlpool for thousands of years.

"Hey, what is this, why is it so cold?" Yang Ling bent down and picked up a translucent crystal from under his feet, the whole body was cold, and there were many beautiful lines. It's a bit like chalcedony, and it's a bit like agate, without a trace of impurities.

Could it be that this is the legendary sea agate?

Yang Ling was puzzled and injected a trace of spiritual power into it, and sure enough, it was immediately absorbed by the translucent crystal silently. Both the appearance and the special surname are very similar to the sea onyx recorded on the obelisk.

In addition to recording the vast witchcraft, the obelisk also records many spiritual objects of heaven and earth, among which sea agate is an extremely rare one. Wearing it on the body can speed up the recovery of magic power and spiritual power, and can be used to refine top-level witch weapons, which is an indispensable material for refining top-level soul defense witch weapons. What's more, it can also be used to gather shapes.

After cultivating to the top level of soul witchcraft, you can completely refine the enemy's soul, you can forcibly strip the enemy's soul and body, and you can also bring back the souls of the dead who have been scattered in the heavens and the earth. If the corpse has not yet decomposed or been greatly damaged, then the soul of the deceased can be directly restored, and if there is no corpse, either the soul will be reborn, or the body will be reunited by using the spirit objects of heaven and earth.

Sea onyx is the material necessary to reunite a body!

In ancient times, due to frequent wars between tribes and attacks by demons and demons, many warriors died on the battlefield. With Sea Onyx, the Horde's Soul Wizard can summon the souls of the dead on the battlefield and resurrect them with supreme sorcery. Because of the rarity of Sea Onyx, only the strongest warriors can often be resurrected.

Gold is easy to get, agate is hard to find!

Yang Ling searched carefully, found five egg-sized sea onyx among the many meteorites and bones, and carefully put them away. Such a good thing can be found but not sought, if you miss it, you may never have it again, after a while, he simply received all the meteorites and bones in the vicinity into the space ring, and prepared to find time to slowly sort it out after going out.

The whirlpool was so terrifying that even the mountain-like reef was torn to shreds in an instant, almost unable to resist even the Earth Guard. These meteorites and bones can be rolled into this place, and their hardness is naturally extraordinary, and many of them also contain huge energy fluctuations, which are all excellent materials for refining weapons.

After everything was put away, Yang Ling took a closer look at the majestic underwater castle.

The underwater castle is very large, dozens or even hundreds of times larger than the castle of Wiesen, and the majestic palace has no end in sight. The city wall is more than 100 meters high, and the whole body is pitch black, as if a behemoth is lying in front of it.

The air was filled with a faint energy fluctuation, as if a super-large gravity prohibition enveloped the entire castle, and the divine consciousness was greatly weakened, and the gravity was many times greater than the outside. Yang Ling couldn't fly after trying several times, and standing in front of the city gate, he could only see the tip of the iceberg of the entire castle.

Knock, knock, knock

In the depths of the majestic palace, there were bursts of cordial fluctuations from time to time, and Yang Ling felt as if something was calling him. The tower-shaped mark at the center of the eyebrows then jumped, and the closer you got to the castle, the faster it jumped.

"Huh, the five-clawed golden dragon?"

Walking into the city gate, looking at the relief of the five-clawed golden dragon with teeth and claws above the city gate, Yang Ling was extremely surprised. The dragons on the continent of Tyranny are different from the dragons on Earth, with two wings on their backs, which are somewhat similar to lizards on Earth. Unexpectedly, I saw the relief of the five-clawed golden dragon in this mysterious underwater castle.

Maybe it's because of the terrible wars, or maybe it's because of the long years, and the majestic castle is a little dilapidated. Although the five-clawed golden dragon relief has been somewhat blurred, the charm is still there, and the five-clawed golden dragon pattern on the witch tower is almost identical, vivid, as if the real thing is lifelike.

Who built this underwater castle, and how could a five-clawed golden dragon be carved above the city gate?

With many doubts, Yang Ling pushed open the gate of the castle vigorously, and with a 'whew', a gust of wind swept by, bringing up a few pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves. As far as the eye can see, the perimeter of the majestic palace is covered with unknown trees, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. There was a babbling sound in the darkness, as if some monster was lurking on the side, and like an ethereal song coming from the depths of the palace, giving people an eerie feeling.

The majestic palace tells the story of the prosperity and prosperity of the past, and the decaying leaves and broken walls reveal the decline of today!

With caution, Yang Ling quickly summoned the Corpse Witch King, the Black Dragon King and the others out, formed a tight defensive formation, and walked forward step by step. Hydra King Hydra turned into a Medusa-like snake man, his face was gloomy, and he followed Yang Ling closely.

"Be careful, my lord, there is a strong smell of death in the air. If I'm not mistaken, there is definitely a lot of living things buried in this castle, and it is highly likely that there are a lot of ghosts and undead. The Corpse Witch King's face was solemn, and he held the death horn in his hand.

As a Corpse Witch King from the plane of death, no one is more familiar with the breath of the undead than he is!

"That's right, I smell a lot of revenants, too. Hydra, the Hydra King who had turned into a snake man, licked his parched lips, and his eyes glowed green.

"Everyone be careful, without my orders, you must not trespass at will!" Yang Ling ordered in a deep voice, carefully taking out the crystal skeleton.

The further you go inside, the more eerie the feeling becomes. The Corpse Witch King, Hydra and the others sensed a large number of undead, and as a soul witch, Yang Ling was naturally no exception. In addition, he found a large number of signs of prohibition.

Stone monuments half-buried on the ground, dilapidated pavilions, and stone doors that fell to the ground

Without exception, all of them were engraved with mystical patterns, exuding a trace of magical power fluctuations. Although it was a little different from the magic power in his body, Yang Ling was sure that it was definitely a fluctuation unique to magic power. Many of the prohibitions no longer exist, however, they still leave indelible traces of many years. The Corpse Witch King, Hydra and the others didn't pay much attention, but they definitely couldn't hide it from him, the Great Soul Witch.

Between the palaces and palaces, there are wide avenues, and the avenues are lined with unknown trees. A gust of wind blew, bringing up a large area of withered yellow fallen leaves, combined with the dilapidated castle, giving people a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness.

"It's cold, it's cold!" the enchantress in a light robe shivered, shivering in the wind. This yin wind is so weird, so cold that it penetrates the heart, not to mention the blood, it seems that the soul is going to freeze.

"This is the ghost wind that accompanies a large number of undead, be careful!" Looking at the Enchantress who was wearing only a light robe and looked particularly charming, the Corpse Witch King shook his head, to this day, he didn't know whether to call the other party Mr. Sara or Miss Sarah.

As soon as the Corpse Witch King's words fell, a large number of undead suddenly appeared on both sides of the passage, more and more, and the passage was tightly blocked in the blink of an eye. There are highly rotten zombies, eerie skeletons, and revenants floating in the air like paper figures

"Formation, don't let them rush over!" Looking at the countless undead and revenants, Yang Ling quickly took out the Great Witch Platform and flew to it to sit cross-legged.

"Quack, come on, let you taste the power of a corpse witch!" Looking at the many unconscious undead and revenants, the Corpse Witch King Quack laughed, opened his mind in the Demon Realm and the Corpse Poison Realm, holding the death horn and blowing it.

A wave of black light emanated out in all directions, wave after wave. Everywhere they passed, wisps of black smoke rose from the undead and their souls, and then rained down on the ground. Some whined, some struggled for a moment and then stopped moving, and some disappeared directly.

At the same time, the black smoke that came out of their bodies condensed into a cloud and poured into the corpse witch king's body through the horn of death. The corpse poison outside the latter's body flourished, and the energy fluctuations became more and more obvious, obviously gaining great benefits.

In the hands of Rodriguez, the Witch King, legend has it that the death horn of the main artifact exerts terrifying power!

Despite the heavy casualties, the smell of the living brought a tidal wave of undead and undead souls. Some guys who seemed to be magicians in their lifetime even relied on their instincts to send out magic one after another and attack everyone frantically. Walls of flames, huge ice picks, and even a sneering space-time rift were far more powerful than people expected.

I can't imagine how terrifying these guys would have if they were still alive!

"Serial Soul Explosion!" With the help of the Great Witch Stage, Yang Ling pinched the witch seal in his hand and sent out a large area of serial soul explosion.

Suddenly, it was like a meteorite crashing into the calm sea, and there was a wave of skyrocketing. The piercing sound of air explosions continued one after another, and within a radius of a few hundred steps from the Great Witch Terrace, whether it was a zombie or a revenant, all fell to the ground in an instant.

The serial soul explosion that specializes in attacking souls is simply the nemesis of these undead!

(To be continued)