1656: C1656 Hand over Your Magic Books!

C1656 Hand over Your Magic Books!

"Trash."

Yang Ling threw the man to the side, then walked to the king and said coldly: "Speak, don't say I will kill you!"

"This... this is the devil fog. Once it comes into contact with the devil fog, it will corrode and die!"

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

Yang Ling noted it down and put away the map before asking, "What realm is this Devil King at?"

The king heard him and said in a trembling voice, "No, I don't know..."

"No one has ever seen the Demon King. ... But according to the legends, the Demon King seems to be a Great Magister."

"What is a Grand Magister?"

Yang Ling was confused. He did not know how to differentiate the powers of the sword and the magic world, but it sounded pretty awesome.

He planned to go to the mountain range to explore the other world and experience the local customs.

He wanted to see if there were any resources he could take.

However, before that, he did not plan to leave the palace. There were things that he had not done yet.

His gaze swept across the crowd before finally landing on the king. He said indifferently, "Go, give me all of your martial arts and magic related books."

"Ah?"

Everyone widened their eyes when they heard him. This Braveheart actually wanted a magic book. This was one of the most precious things in the Canglan Continent!

The king said with a trembling voice, "Lord Braveheart, the magic book cannot be passed on to outsiders. The heroic spirits of our ancestors will punish me, and their heroic spirits will also bring disaster to you!"

"Kacha!"

The king's leg was broken by Yang Ling as soon as he finished speaking. He sneered and said, "I have killed all the ancestors of the Tian Yi royal family. Why would I be afraid of some wandering ghosts?"

"Hand over the magic book to me immediately, or I will kill all of you!"

Demon!

Lawless ultimate devil!

Everyone looked at Yang Ling and felt as if their guts were splitting apart. The king endured the pain and roared, "Prince, give it to him! Give him all the books!"

"Ding! You have shattered everyone's wish to not have the magic books stolen by you. Attribute Point + 69."

The handsome blond prince nodded his head repeatedly when he heard this. He was about to leave with a few people when Yang Ling shouted, "Stop right there!"

When he said this, when he said this, the blond prince was so scared that he trembled all over.

Yang Ling waved his hand and a flame flashed in front of him. A beautiful girl wearing a fiery cloud robe with two small dragon horns on her head appeared. It was Yang Xiaoxuan.

Yang Xiaoxuan knelt on one knee and said. "Xiaoxuan greets Master."

"En.."

Yang Ling looked at the blond Prince and said, "Xiaoxuan, follow this person to get the magic books. If he dares to play any tricks, kill him on the spot."

Yang Xiaoxuan nodded and looked at the prince. Although she looked pure and beautiful, as the head of the ten Vicious Beast, the evil value of the Remote Mysterious Fire Dragon was very high. That small look in her eyes scared the prince to the ground.

"Let's go."

Yang Xiaoxuan grabbed Prince like a chicken and walked towards the side hall.

At this time, the Lightning Elemental Braveheart seemed to have discovered something and said in surprise: "Huh? She is... a Remote Mysterious Fire Dragon?"

"Mm?"

Yang Ling's eyes revealed a trace of curiosity. After using the Spiritual Star Vortex to sense carefully, he discovered a trace of abnormality.

This woman was actually at the second level of the Peak of Innate Stage!

Her ability to conceal her aura was extremely strong. If it wasn't for the Spiritual Star Vortex carefully sensing her, she wouldn't have been able to sense her at all!

Seeing Yang Ling looking at her in surprise, the corners of the woman's mouth revealed a faint smile. "Fellow Daoist, where are you from? The Purple Subtle Supreme Continent or the Heavenly Supreme Continent?"

Yang Ling had a strange expression and said, "I wonder who you are..."

"I am Mo Xiyan, a cultivator of the Purple Subtle Super Continent's Reincarnation Sect. I was lucky enough to teleport to this Kalan Star through the space-time crack a few days ago."

Yang Ling did not know about other things, but the people of the Purple Subtle Planet shared the same roots as the people of the Earth. According to some information that Liu Suifeng occasionally mentioned, the Human Race of the Purple Subtle Planet had been developed from the immigration of the cultivators of the Pangu Super Continent in the immemorial era.

The Zi Wei Galaxy was originally the world of the demon race.

Since it was a person of the Zi Wei Galaxy... Yang Ling didn't want to put on any airs.

He chuckled. "So it turns out that fellow Daoist Mo, I am a cultivator from Earth, Yang Ling. Fellow Daoist, you have come to pay your respects."

The conversation between the two of them caused everyone present to widen their eyes once again.

Fellow Daoist? What fellow Daoist?

Could these two be together?

Two devils?

What was going on with the eight Bravehearts this time?

When Mo Xiyan heard this, she frowned slightly. Although she hid it very well, her eyes revealed a trace of disdain.

She smiled faintly and said, "Fellow Daoist, forgive me for being ignorant and ill-informed. I have never heard of this place on Earth before."

"Mm..."

Yang Ling thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it should be called Pan Gu supercontinent."

"Ya!"

Mo Xiyan covered her mouth and said in surprise, "He's a friend from Pan Gu supercontinent, no wonder his cultivation base is so high."

"Greetings, my little sister, my friend. I apologize for my rude behavior. Don't blame me, my friend."

"Ding! You have fulfilled Mo Xiyan's wish of meeting a cultivator from the same clan, Wish Value + 1."

This change in attitude was a little too big. Yang Ling had some doubts in his heart, but now was not the time to ask.

He said with a faint smile. "It's fine. If it wasn't for these people being ignorant of the current situation, I wouldn't have made things difficult for them."

"Fellow Daoist, you've really made a fool of yourself."

Mo Xiyan chuckled and said, "It's just a group of barbarians from the foreign lands."0

"By the way, what does Brother Yang want the magic books for? As far as I know, magic is far inferior to our immortal magic, be it control of elements or strengthening one's own strength. It's just a way for insects to save their lives."

" If we look at it one more time, it'll be an insult to our eyes. "

Yang Ling realized that this girl Mo Xiyan had a sense of superiority.

Instead, he was even happier. There was not much spiritual energy on Earth. What he wanted was this method to save his life.

He saw Yang Ling. He said with a faint smile: "It makes sense that you exist. It's not necessarily a bad thing to watch more."

"Hmm..."

Mo Xiyan nodded when she heard him. However, her eyes were still filled with disdain. It was obvious that she despised magic very much.

At this moment, the crowd in the hall was looking at them in fear. The outside of the hall was densely packed with the army of the kingdom. However, as if they had received an order, no one dared to charge in.

After chatting with Mo Xiyan for a while, Yang Xiaoxuan returned with the prince.

When she got close, Yang Ling took the thick book that Xiaoxuan handed over and said in surprise: "Just this one?"

Yang Xiaoxuan nodded and said. "Master, I used the Spiritual Energy to control this prince. There is indeed only this one in the palace."

"Most of the magic books in this kingdom are in the hands of the three magic families, and the royal family specializes in martial arts."

"Yes."

Yang Ling nodded and simply flipped through the books in his hands. For a moment, he could not continue reading so many foreign languages. After putting the books away, he looked at the fractured king and said, "Alright, I don't have time to waste with you guys."

"I will deal with the Devil Disaster, but I warn you, don't bother me. Otherwise, it won't be as simple as having a broken leg."

"Yes... yes..."

The king broke out in cold sweat. As for the ministers and palace maids, they didn't even dare to breathe.

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