In front of the pitch-black Chaoyin Tower, it became silent again with a miserable dragon groan, and the flesh and blood in front of him was really not worth mentioning compared to Ying Long's body.

I didn't care about the vicious eyes of those cultivators who had not yet lost their breath between the flesh and blood corpses, the curses of impatience and resentment that had been collected from their souls, and a few surprised eyes in the darkness, as if they had guessed something.

Yang Lin couldn't wait to put away the mirror, and strode towards the direction where Ying Long was shocked, no matter whether this Ying Long was alive or dead, that body of flesh and blood was always extremely useful, at least that demon pill was extremely precious.

The scales on that body, the strong dragon tendons, the hard dragon horns and the mouth full of dragon teeth, and even the pieces of dragon flesh that were greatly replenished, Yang Lin imagined what he might get in a while, and ran excitedly.

No one stopped them, and in addition to the few demon beasts that had been cultivated in the late stage of the gods by Long You, there were also several elders of the An family, and several captains of the soul guards.

Long You and the other demons can't chase after themselves, and the soul is still in Yang Lin's hands, even if they catch up stupidly, they will be abused in addition to being abused.

The Soul Guard also didn't want to chase Yang Lin, since Yang Lin joined the Soul Guard, there has not been a day of peace in the Chaoyin Tower, and I can't wait for Yang Lin to leave early and be able to live a comfortable life again.

And the elders of the An family had already seen the origin of the mirror in Yang Lin's hand, thinking that the big man could lend such an important spiritual weapon to Yang Lin to use, then everything today can only show that Yang Lin's actions were acquiesced by the mirror owner, and at this time, even if he was unwilling, he could only follow the acquiescence.

Seeing Yang Lin leave quickly, various expressions such as sighs, resentment, rage, impatience, and despair were undoubtedly displayed on the faces of the cultivators who were still alive in the sea of corpses in the square.

Especially some low-level disciples and demon beasts who are still alive can't understand why those still alive powerhouses in the late stage of the transformation god didn't crush Yang Lin to death with one finger, but watched Yang Lin leave, and some even had a slight smile on their faces.

The three-story small building Yang Lin is very familiar, here, Yang Lin easily got the friendship of a powerhouse who returned to the virtual realm, looking at the Lingbao Hall, that layer of faint light, Yang Lin could imagine how Ying Long, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move a bit, tragically crashed into the enchantment and then fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at the angry and sad eyes, Yang Lin didn't dare to run directly in front of Ying Long, and put away his soul with great fanfare.

Several ice balls hit the angry dragon in the face one after another, and Yang Lin was relieved, the stupid dragon in front of him really had no power to fight back at this time, basically equivalent to a huge lamb to be slaughtered.

Another ice ball froze the extremely suffocated dragon's eye into an ice eye, Yang Lin carefully controlled the blood soul gourd, bypassed the completely blind dragon's eye, and flew to the top of Ying Long's head, silently reciting a spell in his mouth, dreaming of Nalafeng's mount in his mind.

Lying quietly on the cold ground, the huge nostrils gasped for breath, and the meridians in the body that seemed to be self-harming in front of the Chaoyin Tower were seriously damaged by the black ball of vitality condensed by themselves, and after the shock flew away, when it hit the halo enchantment of the three-story small building, it seemed that it was hit on the head by a dark force, and it almost fainted.

Feeling the coldness of the ground, it was easy to open his eyes, and after being teased by Yang Lin with an ice hockey puck, he froze the only dragon eye that could be seen clearly into a ball of ice hockey, which made Ying Long's huge and bulky body tremble.

The bloodline of the divine beast stimulated Ying Long to quickly recover his physical strength, his giant teeth clenched, and Ying Long waited for the time when his physical strength recovered.

When the extremely evil gourd flew overhead, Ying Long had already found it with his divine thoughts, and when he thought about the scene where the dragon stream was leaping back then, those demon beasts were desperately protecting Yang Lin, and Ying Long already understood what Yang Lin was going to do.

Ignoring the severe pain in his body, Ying Long raised his head slightly, sneezed into the air, and a strong air flow suddenly blew the Blood Soul Gourd into the air, turning over several times before falling back into the hands of Yang Lin, who snorted.

"Ah, I still have the ability to sneeze, try this again!" While speaking, Yang Lin waved his hand, and the Demon Seal had appeared in his hand, chanting a spell in his mouth, and threw it into the air, only to see that the dark Demon Seal shook in the air a few times, and suddenly became nearly ten times larger, and stopped at Ying Long's head steadily, and smashed it hard.

Another sneeze, but after this sneeze was played, Ying Long only felt dizzy for a while, and scolded in his heart for the damage that was secretly attacked, and that dark energy obviously hit the dragon brain into a concussion.

The demon seal was still sprayed over, Yang Lin only felt that his chest was like a heavy hammer again, and his heart was uncomfortable, it seems that unless this Ying Long has no mana, he is afraid that it will not be long before he can recover his strength, and then he can only flee for his life.

Although it was more pleasant to force the soul in front of Ying Long, but the inability to start really gave Yang Lin a headache, and when he saw the dragon's tail hanging weakly on the ground, a hint of laughter appeared on Yang Lin's face.

In a flash, Yang Lin had already fallen to Ying Long's tail, slowly took out the flashing stick, no longer flung it into the air, but the tip of the stick went down, forcing out the colorful light whip, and twisting towards Ying Long's tail.

Blinking his eyes a few times, Ying Long barely struggled to break the ice cubes frozen on his eyelids, and just breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Yang Lin had turned behind him at this time, the dragon's heart couldn't help but tense again.

You can sneeze in front of your head, but what about behind you? Ying Long couldn't help but think of a funny idea, and waited for Yang Lin to strike again.

The light whip was silent like a spirit snake, slowly approaching Ying Long's thick dragon tail, and the moment the tip of the whip touched the dragon scales, Ying Long violently let out a stinky fart, and the fart sound was like thunder, and the colorful light whip was suddenly scattered.

Although he couldn't laugh proudly at this time, Ying Long's eyes were full of smug color, and he secretly ridiculed that a little infant monk actually wanted to attack the powerful Ying Long, which was really beyond his strength.

Fortunately, Yang Lin had already prepared, when the tail trembled slightly, Yang Lin stepped back and straightened the colorful light whip, although the light whip was dispersed by Ying Long's stinky fart, but Yang Lin did not have much damage.

Moving a few more points towards the dragon's body, Yang Lin released a colorful light whip again, and the whip head was like a sucker, slowly sucking towards the dragon's body full of blood.

At this moment, Ying Long no longer had any gas that could be cast to dispel the abnormalities coming from the dragon's back, Ying Long only felt that the mana in his body seemed to have found a gap for catharsis, and it was constantly transmitted to the back, and Yang Lin happened to be in the position of the dragon's back, and he didn't know what means to use.

Ying Long's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his already seriously injured physical strength became more fragile and deceitful at this time due to the excessive consumption of mana, even if he was infinitely angry in his heart, he couldn't change the reality in front of him. In my heart, I felt infinitely, why did I look for that trace, and chased it all the way to the City of No Return to find Yang Lin's revenge, and a cloudy tear slowly dripped from the godless dragon's eyes.

At this time, Yang Lin's mood was already excited to the extreme, Ying Long's powerful mana was like a torrent along the seven-colored light whip, frantically rushing into Yang Lin's physical strength, although it was mostly water-attribute spiritual liquid, but it was no difference for Yang Lin.

The baby in the abdomen played different spells in his hands from time to time, and his small mouth muttered obscure spells, urging the five elements of spiritual energy ring around his waist, running rapidly. The water spirit fluid that is input into the body is transformed into the spirit fluid of other attributes, and distributed to every acupoint in the body, expanding every inch of the bone and blood meridians in the body.

Feeling the changes in his body, Yang Lin believed that it would not be long before he could break through the stage of transforming into a god, and his divine thoughts had already reached the standard of the early stage of transforming into a god, and the difference was only mana, as long as the mana and spiritual fluid accumulated enough, he might break through at any time.

couldn't help but moan, Yang Lin exhaled a breath of turbidity comfortably, and unconsciously, a fiery breath suddenly filled Yang Lin's side, and the temperature around him increased sharply, and it was still rising.

Between a few breaths, Yang Lin only felt a dry mouth, and the flashing stick became a little restless, and even Ying Long, who couldn't move on the side, couldn't help but twist his bulky body.

"You are willing to be my spirit animal, and you will enjoy endless wealth at that time. ”

A pale voice sounded in Yang Lin's ears, but Yang Lin believed that this voice was not for himself, but for the dying and struggling Ying Long in front of him.

In the alley not far away, a figure walked out slowly, his steps were not fast, but in the blink of an eye, he had reached the front of Ying Long's big head, a pair of shining eyes on his gray beard were shining with a scorching light, and the unfamiliar face made Yang Lin feel deeply uneasy.

Although the old man did not exude a strong spiritual pressure, Yang Lin still felt the terrifying aura brought by this old man, this feeling was felt in Ao Ran's body, Jiang Cheng felt it in his body, could it be that in this city of no return, this is the sixth powerhouse who has returned to the realm.

The old man ignored Yang Lin's meaning, pinched the seal in his hand, and a fiery light slammed into Ying Long's already trembling body, only to see Ying Long tremble violently for a few minutes, and then formed a faint fiery red halo on his body.

Yang Lin only felt that the Colorful Light Whip suddenly lost its target, and was directly forced away from Ying Long's body by the fiery red halo, wandering in the air a few times, and slowly retracting the shining stick.

This old monster is really the cultivation of the virtual realm, Yang Lin muttered to himself, seeing that Ying Long was about to be ambushed, the cultivation was about to break through, and the dream was about to become a reality, but such an old man appeared in the sky, an old man of unknown origin, and broke this wish for a good life, which made Yang Lin feel impatient.

Looking at the old man looking down at Ying Long's hungry eyes, Yang Lin had already understood that there was no possibility of subduing Ying Long today, unless there was a miracle, such as a person suddenly flying out of the three floors behind him, knocking the old man in front of him away, or entangling him.