Yang Long didn't answer, just shook his head slightly. The sudden scene just now really scared Yang Long. But for Yang Long, these memories of his past life are like flowing water, and they are gone.

No matter how real the scene in the dream is, for Yanglong, it is just a peach orchard in a dream, without any longing for life, no dream place, and no meaning to exist.

There is no need to go back to the past. Compared with that kind of plain world, Yang Long yearns for the world here.

"You know it's a dream, why do you linger. The little dragon asked suspiciously, and the evil aura in his eyes seemed to have decreased a lot.

"Can you see my dreams?" Yang Long stared at the strange little dragon in front of him in surprise. If his dreams can be known by this guy, then Yang Long really has nothing to hide. It can be said that all the memories of the past life and the present life will be stolen by this guy.

Hearing this, the bewitching little dragon shook its head, but nodded again, not knowing what it was thinking.

Seeing this scene, Yang Long smiled with red eyes, looking at the little dragon that had transformed into more than ten meters long, looking like he didn't know what he was thinking, he could now roughly guess what kind of thing this guy was.

"You're the first person who can be so calm about what is deep inside. Xiao Long's lantern-like scarlet eyes stared straight at Yang Long, looking quite interested.

Yang Long didn't know what expression to show at this time, this guy actually used his own memories to put him in trouble, this kind of light can make people fall into it and can't extricate themselves, and the heavy can even destroy a person's spirit.

But this guy underestimated Yang Long, since he could stay under the abyss for six years, even if he went back again to face the ups and downs of his life's choices, or fell into this kind of predicament, he naturally saw a lot of things and was no longer so persistent.

The little dragon circled around the Yang Dragon a few times, as if it was quite curious about the Yang Dragon.

It looked at Yang Long with interest, and praised it with a sigh of praise: "There used to be a few genius-level figures, and the time of hesitation in the face of this kind of decision was almost the same as yours, but... ”

Speaking of this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the blood-colored dragon's mouth.

It said a little hideously, "However, those guys have become my food, my great collections." ”

As he spoke, a cloud of blood-colored smoke gradually emerged from this guy's body, and several young teenagers like Yang Long appeared on the side, blood-red smoke swirling around their bodies. There were all kinds of expressions on their faces, some painful, some sad, and even some ecstatic.

"See? They are all greedy for the deepest dreams of the heart, fearful, shy, joyful, and countless expressions that come from the source of human desire. As soon as I move a finger, they change and indulge in lust and struggle in agony. ”

Speaking of this, the little dragon's expression began to go a little crazy.

"What's your expression? I want to know. The little dragon stretched out a devil's claw and teased Yang Long.

In the next moment, an extremely rich ball of blood qi poured out from this guy's body.

A small sound of "poof" came from Yang Long's ears, and the little dragon with teeth and claws flew on him. There was a buzz around him, and Yang Long only felt that his surroundings began to shake violently. It was as if the entire temple was beginning to crumble, and this feeling was so real that Yang Long couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

In just a moment, Yang Long felt the sky spin around, and his eyes fell into darkness.

A figure appeared in front of Yang Long, it was his mother in her previous life, her eyes were red, crying and begging her to go home. There were already deep wrinkles on her vicissitudes of life, but she appeared clearly in front of her. While laughing, crying, looking at yourself.

Yang Long's heart softened, and he was about to stretch out his fingers. But in the next moment, the half-raised hand was lowered again.

The picture turned again, Yang Long returned to the original time, it was a windy and snowy night by the lake, the weather was very cold, Yang Long snuggled in swaddling clothes, his face was very pale. He was hungry and tired, and the weather was unusually cold, so he probably didn't want to see the next day's sun.

At this moment, an old man with a white beard came over, and he smiled kindly, rubbing his prickly beard against Yang Long's little face. The beard gives people a strange gentleness, and the beard gives people a strange numbness.

He just hugged himself and walked away.

The third time the screen turned, Yang Long came to the small lake. He looked at his face reflected on the surface of the lake, and was sure that this was not his real appearance. He smiled, the feeling of being reborn made him stronger. With his dreams, he worked hard to practice.

In the blink of an eye, the picture changed again, and this time Yang Long came to a pitch-black world. In that endless darkness, he went crazy, even spent a very decadent time. At that time, he thought that maybe just dying like this would be a good choice.

At that time, Whitebeard watched from the sidelines, like taking care of his own child. Looking at it with gentle eyes, little by little the memories were put back in Yang Long's mind. On the verge of death, Whitebeard woke him up.

He came back to life, and life forced him, but he always supported it with his own will. And just like that, he came back to life.

At this moment, Yang Long seemed to live again as if another sixteen years had passed. There was no end to the long time, and he was grieved and angry, trying to hide his sadness. But that kind of memory can't be stopped at all, as if it is pouring out endlessly.

"Enough," Yang Long roared with red eyes. A surge of hot blood suddenly gushed out of his heart, pulling Yang Long back from this state.

His face was strangely pale, and he said in a low voice: "Do you think it is a pleasure to play with other people's feelings? Do you think that you can be liberated by living like this?"

At this moment, the little dragon around him was gone. It's as if everything is back to the way it was. It's just that Yang Long is still in place at this time, he looks at the empty hall, and there is a trace of mockery in the corner of his eyes, even if there is a sense of weakness in his body, he still does not change his face.

Yang Long said alone into the air, the little dragon had invaded Yang Long's heart long before Yang Long fell into chaos.

"You're the dragon's blood, aren't you?"

When Yang Long finished saying this, an inaudible sound came from Yang Long's body.

Yang Long grinned and said, "I didn't expect that so many years have not smoothed your greed, I don't know if it's my luck or because your time has come." ”

The next moment, Yang Long's eyes suddenly changed, a blood-red light flashed, and his eyes had become extremely red.

The blood qi in Yang Long's body began to swell, and terrifying evil qi emerged from his body. Suddenly, the blood control technique was involved. A frightened voice suddenly came from Yang Long's brain.

"What the hell are you?"

Yang Long could hear that it was the little dragon's voice, but at this time its voice was filled with horror and disbelief.

"Don't you like fear very much? I'll let you try it really like to be afraid. ”

In the next moment, the red liquid slowly overflowed directly from Yang Long's body, and then gradually converged and formed in Yang Long's hand.

It can be seen that this is the little dragon, but now this little dragon is scurrying around in the hands of the yang dragon like a worm, but no matter how it swings, it can't escape the decision of fate.

"What kind of means did you use, let Lao Tzu out quickly. The bug-like creature roared in horror.

Because it saw that this guy was constantly depriving himself of qi and blood, devouring the essence that he had accumulated for five hundred years.

"It's only because you've found the wrong person. Yang Long looked at the little dragon coldly, unmoved by it.

Long ago, Yang Hu told him about the origin of this guy.

This dragon's blood demon is the ultimate goal of the Yang Dragon, and it is trapped in a seal. If it wants to break through the seal, it must borrow part of its own power, and the other part needs to be filled by the Yang Dragon.

According to the guy, it is said that this is the place of the Lich clan's coming-of-age ceremony, also known as the Wizard's Tomb. Only the best wizards can go out here, and whoever enters this place of trial, once they enter, must be tested by the Dragon Blood Demon.

This guy is said to be able to absorb the blood of those trapped here, and it needs to absorb food from those guys. This is the reason for the existence of this guy, so the selection of the Lich Clan is very critical and very demanding, and generally only the best people in the clan can enter here.

At this moment, Yang Long knew what this kind of trial was. This refining is a kind of mind, and those who are not firm in their minds will be devoured by this dragon's blood demon.

But if you want to blame it, blame this guy for his bad luck, he met Yang Long.

Yang Long had been prepared before, so he assisted this guy in breaking the formation sealed on it to accept this real trial.

In fact, before this, there was no such seal in the place where the blood demon was trapped, but it is said that this seal was sealed when the lich clan fell.

The yang dragon is like a key, as long as the outer layer of shackles is opened, and the rest is left to this demon dragon.

The trial was over, longer than Yang Long had imagined. Even if he hadn't resisted this dream-like invasion at all, if it weren't for a strange warmth gushing out of Yang Long's body in time, Yang Long estimated that he would still not be able to see his future direction clearly in the dream now.

For a while, Yang Long felt that he had lost too much qi and blood in his body. I didn't expect this guy to be able to suck off nearly one layer of his cultivation in one fell swoop. It's terrifying, if it weren't for the sudden hot current gushing out of his heart, Yang Long estimated that with his qi and blood, Yang Long would have been devoured in less than half an hour.

But this guy didn't expect it, he didn't expect what kind of person Yang Long was.