The color of blood surged wildly around the Yang Dragon, and a trace of strange blood overflowed from the Yang Dragon's body, suspended in the air, with a hint of scarlet. At this time, Yang Long's expression was solemn, his eyes were not covered with a layer of bright red as usual, his eyes were clear and bright, as deep as stars, this was just a pair of normal eyes.

It's just that at this time, Yang Long, as if he had changed a person again, was a calm and indifferent spokesperson, and he didn't seem to have any interest in the qiē in front of him. But there was always only one thought in his mind, and that was to retrieve the ice wolf's corpse and leave quickly.

Yang Long himself didn't pay attention to his state at this time, and there was not the slightest emotion on his cold face, as if he had been obeying the response in his mind.

However, at this time, the evil aura emitted by Yang Long's body was even more terrifying, as if after a layer of transformation, the blood-red evil qi had turned into a deep black at this time, and a trace of black mist like smoke mixed with blood swirled around Yang Long.

As soon as this terrifying aura came out, it seemed that the surrounding spiritual energy fell into a vacuum. An invisible hurricane swirled back and forth around Yanglong three meters away.

The roar of the Yang Dragon seemed to shock the lava beast in front of him, and the desolate beast looked at the thin figure in front of him with a look of horror at this time, as if it had seen a monster more terrifying than it. Of course, if someone looked at the Chaoyang Dragon from mid-air at this time, they would definitely be as shocked as that ancient beast.

As the black mist behind Yang Long continued to condense upward, a hazy black figure appeared behind him. Because this black shadow is not solid, it gives people a hazy feeling, so it is difficult to see the real thing.

As a trace of blood spilled out of Yang Long's body, the head of the black shadow actually began to gradually turn red, like a pair of demonic eyes that gradually became clear, staring crimson ahead.

Although the strange aura emanating from this black shadow was already weak and inaudible, even the terrifying existence of the lava giant beast was shocked by it, what a terrifying existence it was. Or is this breath also stored before the ancient period, but the lava behemoths at this time were short-lived.

After all, the lava behemoth is an ancient desolate beast, and of course it will come to its senses after losing its mind for a while. The next moment, its furious twin hammers had smashed down. If the lava beast's fist smashed firmly on this half of the medicine pavilion, I'm afraid this place would have to turn into a lava field on the spot.

But once this terrifying force is smashed, let alone him, even if Whitebeard is still alive, he will not dare to resist. The ice wolf couldn't even catch one of this guy's fists, and was killed on the spot, let alone both fists.

Yang Long boasted that he was not as powerful as the ice wolf, and this punch smashed down, not to mention this medicine pavilion, and even the teleportation array that Whitebeard had prepared quietly had to be buried in the magma together. Don't say it at that time, I'm afraid I'll have to drink and hate it on the spot.

However, as the information in Yang Long's mind was transmitted, he found that he could not abandon the ice wolf who was desperate for himself, even if it was a corpse. I don't know if this is my subconscious thoughts, or if this is what the cold self in front of me is going to do. A person with a dual personality sometimes looks at himself as if he is watching another person do something, and this is how he feels. But at this time, both Yang Long and the other self want to do this.

Seeing that the fists containing terrifying power smashed down at the same time, the black shadow behind Yang Long seemed to wake up, and his red eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, burning in an instant, and Yang Long's figure was also instantly covered with a layer of blood, silently disappearing in place, leaving traces of blood everywhere he went.

This is Yang Long's second talent skill, Yang Long's first is the control of blood, but the second is this blood escape. He had used it when he was running for his life, when Yang Long was surrounded by many people. In front of the Earth Seal Master, a little guy like Yang Long could be regarded as a rat trapped in a cage at all. At that time, he was not even a printer, and the gap was already there.

But at that time, in that emergency situation, Yang Long suddenly had a thought in his mind that he would definitely be able to run out. There is no need for the slightest time to prepare, as long as the Yang Dragon provokes the blood qi of the lower body, the skill will already be used instinctively, and there is no need to accumulate it before sealing like other sealers, nor does it need to make short preparations like when launching the seal.

It's just that what Yang Long didn't expect, this time the blood escape seems to be more terrifying and more mature than the last time. The last time Yang Long launched the Blood Escape, it was because he used the power of the guy in his body, so almost half of it was lost for no reason, and it didn't play at all. This time, Yang Long really used his own ability to touch this realm for the first time, and it was also the first time to use his own power.

The difference is that the last Blood Escape only consumed Qi and Spiritual Qi, but this time the Blood Escape completely consumed Yang Long's own essence and blood. This is equivalent to Yang Long leaving a few drops of essence blood every few steps, this is the real blood escape, this is a qualitative change.

The blood shadow flashed, and it only took half a breath to come to the ice wolf's side, and at that moment, Yang Long grabbed the body of the ice wolf and rushed towards the teleportation array without looking back.

The lava behemoth danced its arms, its crimson fist slamming straight into the blurred figure. In its eyes, even if the aura that had disappeared for thousands of years reappeared, it was not afraid. In addition, although the breath in front of him was somewhat similar to that breath, it had an unfamiliar smell, which made it unconsciously become more violent.

The arms of the lava beast slammed down, and a strong wind blade surged like a tide with a surging aura. Everywhere he went, all of them turned into powder, and the medicine pavilion turned into ruins in an instant.

At the moment when the lava beast's arms smashed down, the Qiē around Yang Long seemed to become extremely slow, but what he saw was a slow lifting of rock fragments with his eyes. Although he dodged the lava beast's angry fist, this guy's strength was amazing, and after the giant fist smashed down, it was still mixed with a strange impact force.

The force was so fast and so fast that everywhere it went, the gravel was turned into powder. Fragments of rock rolled up on the ground, flying towards the Yang Dragon like blades.

At this moment, the Yang Dragon was almost like a race against the storm, and some small fragments were the first to strike, shooting directly at the back of the Yang Dragon.

A faint sound of "poof" came from behind him, and a sharp pain came from behind.

At this time, Yang Long was less than a few meters away from the formation, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the blood in his body surged wildly, and Yang Long's body technique was improved again, and he instantly distanced himself from the storm behind him, and rushed directly to the teleportation array. With a flash of white light, Yang Long's figure had disappeared in place, and many fragments of rubble rushed behind him.

Then the overwhelming wind covered the sky, and countless fragments directly swallowed the entire medicine pavilion with violent energy, and even the medicine pod not far away was torn apart by countless rubble. The already rusty medicine tripod turned into iron powder in an instant, and the teleportation array where Yang Long was located gradually cracked because it couldn't swallow too many fragments, and even disappeared into the air little by little.

When Yang Long gradually opened his eyes, there was no expected light shining into his eyes, and there was no familiar sun suspended in the air, and the surroundings were still the same as the original pitch black, as if they were exactly the same as the environment in the abyss, but this scene made Yang Long directly stunned on the spot.

He was now lying on the ground, his hands raised to cover his eyes. The sun has become too far away for him, and the yang dragon who has been waiting at the bottom of the abyss for a long time has gone from hope, to disappointment, to expectation. It's just that no matter how much he hides, he can't hide the outpouring of disappointment, although he is glad that he escaped that catastrophe, but can't he escape that fate?

Shaking his head, Yang Long recalled the thrilling scene just now. He found that although the speed of this blood escape became more unpredictable, the amount of blood consumed was not something that ordinary people could bear. If it weren't for Yang Long's vigorous qi and blood, I'm afraid that he would have fainted directly to the ground after just taking so many steps.

But even so, at this time he was pale and panting. This is even more terrifying than the qi and blood consumed when the Yang Dragon's blood is turned into blood, as if all the strength in the body has been exhausted, and he can't even move at all.

I remember that Yang Long also reacted in this way when he first became bloody, and it seems that the body also has to have a process of adaptation.

Lying on the ground for a while, Yang Long fell asleep unconsciously. I don't know if it's because his body is too tired, or because in the past six years, the jet lag he has slept soundly has not been divided between day and night. A cool breeze blew, carrying the earthy fragrance of spring, and the long-lost smell made Yang Long think it was an illusion.

It was as if I had returned to my boyhood in my previous life, when I was playing with other children in the field, and when I was tired of playing, I would lie down in the straw pile and nap, and the breeze at that time was mixed with this familiar smell.

In this way, Yang Long fell asleep with a smile on his face. The surrounding insects and birds seemed to be back in his mind, and I don't know if it was because he was enjoying this kind of time that had been lost so much, Yang Long was a little reluctant to wake up.

At this time, there was still a black ice wolf lying on Yang Long's left hand side without breath, and on his right hand side was a small white wolf cub. The little wolf cub breathed a long breath, and kept babbling something in his mouth, "whining" and talking in his dreams.

I don't know if it was because of the coolness of the night, the little wolf arched his little head, which was less than the size of an adult's fist, and arched into Yang Long's arms with all his strength. It seems that only in this way will it feel warm, and it seems that only in this way will it feel peaceful.

It's just that Yang Long didn't notice that above his head, the half-moon covered by dark clouds was revealing a trace of moonlight, which was dazzling.