Lin Yang's slender figure was drowned in the cold darkness, the stone door closed silently, everything returned to calm, and the scarlet candle flame lit up again in the darkness.

The second layer of space was still filled with endless darkness, and a faint light in the void was refracted and reflected on Lin Yang's resolute face.

This time the wait was a little longer than just now, and even the ruffian sword couldn't help but complain and cried, "What the hell is this place?" Why is it so quiet? ”

"Don't worry, just wait." Lin Yang tightened his palms, and there was a cold sweat. Instinctive feelings told him that something must be staring at him in the dark.

However, Lin Yang didn't dare to take the initiative to attack, everything in the Tower of Babel was too weird, it simply subverted the common sense of his cognition.

"Click, click."

Accompanied by a strange rhythm, rows of neat steps, skeletons of the same height appeared in front of Lin Yang like soldiers parading in the square.

The skeleton was as white as jade, holding a bronze axe in his hand, and his eyes were dancing with eerie ghost fire, Lin Yang knew that it was this group of skeletons staring at him in the dark just now.

The skeleton knife axe hand did not pause at all, and in a flash, it brought up a white light, and the axe in his hand drew a faint blue half moon, falling towards the top of Lin Yang's head.

The ruffian sword let out a long roar of excitement, and it was already out of Lin Yang's control, and he flew into the air, bursting out with brilliant light, and kept shuttling among the skeleton knife axemen.

"Click, click", like a dead branch breaking, there are constantly skeletons broken by the ruffian sword and falling. Lin Yang followed closely behind, stepping the skull into powder with one kick, and his body greedily devoured the aura floating in the void.

"Whew, it's cool, it's cool." The ruffian sword statue was like a man and woman after love, panting excitedly, hovering above Lin Yang's head and screaming, his whole body was full of spiritual light, and there were faint signs of breaking through the immortal weapon.

Soon, all the skeletons turned into aura, nourishing Lin Yang's small world, and his Yang God was transformed again. The facial features are clearer, and there is a bit of arrogance between the eyebrows, pointing to the sky and the ground with the other.

This is the posture of Buddhism's great epiphany and freedom, but Lin Yang, who didn't know the small world, would pose this posture, maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had practiced the body of the King of Fudong.

The third stone door opened again, and Lin Yang's figure blended into it again. And this time, Lin Yang was no longer facing the darkness, but seeing a person he never dreamed of.

Dressed in white gauze, the eyebrows are picturesque. Her supple black hair was scattered around her waist, and her bare feet were on the snow. This person is none other than Yang Lele, who Lin Yang has endured all the hardships and thought about it for a long time.

"Lele, Lele, why are you here?" Lin Yang couldn't be surprised why there was a snow peak behind the stone gate, but quickly chased after the figure.

Yang Lele didn't seem to hear Lin Yang's voice, but he was running on the snow with a panicked expression, and kept turning back, but his face was frightened.

"Aang." With a heart-pounding roar, a monster with tentacles on its chest emerged from the mountain stream with an ugly head.

There were two huge horns on the top of his head, eyes the size of two millstones, and sharp teeth like daggers with cold light, and disgusting saliva hanging on them.

"Yang Xian'er, where are you running? Ben Daisen is going to eat your Neidan. This terrifying monster was able to speak, swaying its huge body, and chased after the woman in front of it.

Lin Yang realized that this girl was not Yang Lele, but she looked very similar, and her surname was Yang, maybe she was Lele's sister, sister or something.

Find a way to save Yang Xian'er first, maybe she can take herself to the fox tribe to find Lele. Lin Yang quickly made up his mind, and on his tiptoes, like a Dapeng bird, swept into the air and landed on the monster's head.

"What are you? Dare to spoil my good deeds of Lord Candle Dragon. The monster shook its head, trying to shake Lin Yang off his head.

Lin Yang clutched his horns tightly, letting the candle dragon support him to shuttle between the snowy mountains, his ears were full of the cold wind of hunting, and the two stiff sword eyebrows were also blown into white eyebrows by the snowflakes.

"Get out of here." The candle dragon was furious, and kept rolling on the snow, trying to crush Lin Yang to death. A loud rumbling sound echoed through the valley, and huge rocks were splashed in all directions by the candle dragon's tail.

Lin Yang grabbed the horn of the candle dragon in one hand and the Longyuan sword in the other, and stabbed it down with a fierce sword. I saw a spark rising, and there was only an extra white mark on the candle dragon's head, but there was no scar.

Damn, don't bring it like this. Lin Yang was pressed by the candle dragon on the stone wall and hit several times, if it weren't for the immovable Ming King's body, I am afraid that he would have been hit into meat sauce long ago.

"His weakness is that on his chest, there are three scales guarding him. You can give it a try. In his mind, Lu Qi reminded.

The dragon's reverse scales will kill if you touch it. Lin Yang jumped off the dragon's head, like skating, followed the huge dragon scales, and his body turned to the candle dragon's forehead and chest.

"Unplugged." Lin Yang grabbed a basin-sized reverse scale, and as soon as he used his strength, he took it off and put it in the ring. Lin Yang has now developed a habit that everything that is better will be thrown in the ring, and if it is empty, it may be useful!

"Aang." The reverse scales were revealed, and the candle dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, and the snow on the snowy mountains was trembling, and bursts of snow mist rose into the air.

The candle dragon opened its mouth and bit down towards Lin Yang. Lin Yang, who was smoky with a fishy wind, almost vomited, and quickly jumped on the Longyuan Sword and flew into the air.

But soon, the candle dragon let out another scream, this time it was even more poignant, because his attention was on Lin Yang's body, but he didn't expect that someone took the opportunity to sneak attack and take down the rest of his cool scales.

Revealing the white skin inside, a huge heart can be faintly seen beating violently. When the opportunity came, Lin Yang did not hesitate at all, urging the Long Yuan Sword to turn into a long rainbow and stab towards the heart of the candle dragon.

"Remember, grab his dragon soul." Lu Qi's voice reminded again. Because Lin Yang's Golden Dragon Bottle currently has only three dragon souls, if you want to restore it to a real ancient artifact, you must have nine dragon souls in order to complete the transformation.

"Son, stick him in the eye." Lin Yang shouted, and the little black that had just uncovered the two reverse scales of the candle dragon immediately turned into a black shadow and inserted it towards the candle dragon's eyes.

It turns out that with Lin Yang's promotion, Xiao Hei also has the ability to change at will, and now he is a thirteen or four-year-old boy, and he cooperates with Lin Yang to clean up this unlucky candle dragon.

The candle dragon was attacked from both sides, and it was furious, constantly spewing flames in the sky, trying to burn Lin Yang and Xiao Hei to death. However, Xiao Hei also shared the attributes of Lin Yang's Immovable Ming King body, and he was not afraid of the flame of this candle dragon at all, and unceremoniously kicked the candle dragon's eyes.

The candle dragon wailed, and his chest was also hit by the Long Yuan sword, and the golden dragon blood was sprinkled all over the sky, and Lin Yang was in pain again, waste, waste. This is a good material for refining the Dragon God Pill.

"Shangxian, don't kill me, I'm willing to die for you." Seeing that Lin Yang was about to strip off his dragon soul, the candle dragon immediately turned into a swarthy man, knelt down and begged.

"It's okay if I don't kill you, can you volunteer to become the dragon god of my Dan furnace?" Lin Yang said lightly. At the same time, he sacrificed his own golden dragon bottle, and with Lin Yang's continuous promotion, the form of the golden dragon bottle also changed again.

Originally, it was a bronze color with a bit of rusty green, but now the rusty green is gone, replaced by a pale gold, and the three five-clawed golden dragons on it may swim flexibly in the Dan furnace.

"I do." The candle dragon secretly swallowed his saliva when he saw the golden dragon bottle. Whoever can obtain such an anti-heaven artifact will definitely be a powerful person who is proud of the Three Realms in the future. So, Candle Dragon immediately made a poisonous oath and shared his life imprint with Lin Yang. As long as he has two hearts, Lin Yang can pinch his brand at any time and make his soul scatter.