It's a gray space, quaint and shabby. On the stone pillars that have existed for I don't know how many years they have existed, there are miserable white stripes under the imprint, and the slightest trace of ancient gray and white mixed with countless runes are hidden between each stone pillar. These runes have been abandoned, like desolate ruins. The former glory has long since faded away under the washing of time.

As soon as Yang Long stepped into this place, he felt a chill all over his body. Then Yang Long fell directly from the air, and he looked at the air in surprise, and an arc covered the main hall. Yang Long only felt light, as if he was back on land.

Yang Long took a deep breath, accompanied by an icy breath. However, he waved his hand and foot again, and laughed like a child.

It turned out that the place where Yang Long was just now was above this hall. Now the yang dragon has fallen, but the place is hollow, as if the temple is wrapped in a bubble.

At the bottom of the hundred-meter-sized lake, there is a real dragon of thousands of feet, not to mention, and even above this dragon's head, there is such a temple. Yang Long felt that his head was a little insufficient, and the things he had seen in the past few days had already exceeded Yang Long's imagination.

Not to mention that there is really a real scene of resurrection, even the tribe of the Lich Clan is enough to shock Yang Long for a long time.

It was a great race from thousands of years ago, and the race that existed at that time can still be left to this day. This is an endless treasure, although it was forcibly pulled down by the Yang Hu guy at the time, after all, that thing is a guy from the Lich Clan, if Yang Long said that he would walk around it twice, and then take the sheep or something.

It is estimated that Yang Hu will throw him directly from the top floor alive.

Therefore, Yang Long summed up a little bit and had a general understanding of this world. No matter how much you know, you can't get enough of it.

The water ripples around the wonder, the yang dragon could even easily touch the water waves on the periphery of the enchantment. The blister wrapped around the periphery is warm like a water bag, as if it gives people the feeling of bursting at the touch of a button. Therefore, after visiting for a while, Yang Long moved his gaze to the center of the main hall.

The bottom of the lake is dark, but for Yang Long, this is just right. What others can't see, Yang Long can see very clearly.

He began to take the scarlet dragon ball from his mouth and walked towards the center of the temple step by step. Now that there is air in this place, there is no need for this dragon ball in your mouth.

Putting away the dragon balls, Yang Long began to look around him.

This hall was a little smaller than the ordinary hall that Yang Long had seen before, as if this was a very ordinary house. If it weren't for the black relief in front of Yang Long, and a stone table in front of the relief, Yang Long would never have thought that this was a temple.

On the black stone table in front of the relief, there are sword marks of different sizes, as if they have been carved in this place. Yang Long examined the stone and found nothing out of the ordinary. However, for Yang Long, after all, he didn't know what this stone was.

Yang Long held the war dragon in his hand and gestured along those sword marks for a while. But as soon as the war dragon in his hand touched the black stone, a huge force came from the stone. The war dragon in Yang Long's hand shook suddenly, and he was almost shocked back by this force.

"Good guy" Yang Long scolded secretly, this thing was inevitably too weird, and he couldn't help but be startled.

However, when Yang Long looked at the scars of different shades, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that moment, he picked up the stone spear in his hand, put it on the black stone, and after comparing the knife marks for a while, he raised the spear and stabbed hard, and a silver fox slashed through the air, and the tip of the dragon's hair cut directly on the surface of the black stone.

A strange scene appeared, with the cut of the war dragon. There was a loud "bang" on the stone wall, and the war dragon in Yang Long's hand also let out a mournful roar, the entire gun body trembled slightly, and Yang Long's figure also took a small step back.

In fact, these are nothing, and what surprised Yang Long the most was that there was only a shallow crack left on the surface of the black stone.

"What is the origin of this stone table?" Yang Long looked at this scene in shock, and the war dragon in his hand was still trembling.

This is the first time that the war dragon has hit a wall, and the stone in front of him doesn't know the origin at all, so that the invincible war dragon has only split such a shallow crack. What is the origin of this guy, Yang Long can't guess for a while.

However, Yang Long is also a dead-eyed guy. The first shot suffered a loss, and in the second shot, Yang Long directly threw out the Wind Fury bonus, and the silver spear in his hand was suddenly attached with a layer of light green.

The spear is swift and brave, and after the bonus of the Wind Fury, the surface of the silver spear is attached to a layer of emerald green. The tip of the dragon's spear stabbed straight into the black stone, making a brilliant bend.

With this layer of seal bonus, Yang Long felt that he had made a qualitative leap in both the speed of the gun and the damage. Before, Yang Long thought that this was a bonus to speed, but he didn't expect it to have this effect.

However, as the spear cut through the black stone, a muffled sound was heard. The war spear was directly thrown out by a huge force, and even Yang Long was directly shocked back by this strange force.

So Yang Long was directly bounced away by the spear of the Lian Man, and a sharp pain came from his chest, making him grit his teeth.

What's even more ridiculous is that Yanglong's attack this time is only a little better than before. A crack the size of a finger appeared in the black stone. Seeing this scene, Yang Long grinned.

"I can't handle you?"

The reason why Yang Long laughed was nothing more than because his new crack was a little deeper than the ones on the black stone. Yang Long didn't know who drew these cracks, but he could see that this crack was not made by the same person, and even Yang Long could see that the cause of these cracks was not the same weapon.

"It seems that quite a few people have cut it!" Yang Long said to himself, staring at the crack in the black stone.

However, this product has forgotten the original purpose of coming, but yes, it is such a large place, and you can see it at a glance. If there is anything special about it, you can see it at a glance.

But wherever Yang Long saw, there was nothing special, let alone the existence of such a superb dragon blood.

Aside from the fact that the black stone was a bit special, Yang Long barely saw anything unique around. After walking around, Yang Long sat on the black stone with some dejection.

"What kind of dragon blood, it seems that it is all fooling people. ”

Yang Long was a little disappointed by this, after all, when he saw a temple here just now, he thought he had seen hope, but now he realized that disappointment is sometimes much greater than hope. Because people wanted to get hope, but they never thought about the disappointing result, Yang Long had to sigh regretfully.

Directly in front of the black stone, there is a common relief. The reliefs resembled some of the discarded failures, but Yang Long recognized the pale white stones. The stone dragons on the periphery were carved from the stone stained with the dragon's breath, hence the name dragonstone.

Although this is just a rough embryo, it does not have any appreciative value. However, Yang Long always felt that something was wrong, and he found that something seemed to be secretly watching him in this darkness, and this feeling made his pores tremble.

It wasn't until Yang Long stared at this piece of hair embryo that he realized that the source that made him feel cold was this piece of failure that had not yet been carved. Every time he turned around, the feeling of pore horror disappeared, and when he turned his head, it returned.

Yang Long didn't want to be too troubled, and his intuition told him that this thing was dangerous. In the depths of that relief, Yang Long felt that something that made people feel chilling was surging out, and it was strengthening little by little with the time that Yang Long was.

Since he couldn't find what he was looking for here, Yang Long had no choice but to leave.

But just when Yang Long had this plan, a terrifying cold made people's pores surge out in an instant, and a strange fishy smell began to permeate the entire temple.

A trace of blood-red aura slowly mixed out from the relief at that moment, and at this moment, a gloomy, sharp voice came from Yang Long's ears.

"Now that you're here, don't think about leaving. Quack!!"

Hearing this, Yang Long was startled at first, and then jumped up directly from the black stone. He looked around and saw nothing suspicious.

But when Yang Long turned around and saw the relief behind him, his face suddenly became extremely white.

"Stay with me!"

The relief said word by word, and as soon as the mouth opened a box, even the corners of the eyes hidden under the stone skin began to slowly open.

A pale red breath was about to come out, and a large amount of bright red began to gush out from the top of the relief, and a rich smell of blood instantly filled the entire temple.

"Is this guy a demon or a ghost?" Yang Long's face turned the color of pig liver, looking at the strange scene in front of him, he didn't know what to do for a while.

However, as the blood gradually gushed out bit by bit, Yang Long could even feel that the liquid was approaching him little by little, and he felt like he wanted to devour himself.

Yang Long picked up the war dragon in his hand, protected it in front of him, and shouted at the relief in front of him: "Is it a human or a ghost? Don't hide your head and tail, you have the ability to come out and speak." ”

Yang Long shouted, and the strange laughter became even sharper.

"Do you want to see me? Then be prepared to give delicious blood. At this, the voice suddenly paused, as if sniffing fiercely in the air, and then smiled intoxicatedly: "Hmm! This smell is so pure, I can't wait." ”