Three days later, the Jiaolong King really didn't come to embarrass Yang Lin, as if nothing had ever happened, and Long You, Jiang Xian and the others didn't have any news, and they didn't know if they had left the City of No Return.

Yang Lin didn't want to summon Long You and other demons anymore, after all, if he was in a hurry, he would definitely not be able to get any benefits, and the Jiaolong King was not a kind person, although he couldn't mess around on the surface, but it should be easy to get rid of Yang Lin secretly, but the premise was that the Jiaolong King personally took action.

Others make a move, but I am afraid that the first to die must be Longyou and other demons, I believe that the Dragon King will also understand the truth, and the old monster who has practiced for tens of thousands of years should understand the truth.

Although things seem to have passed so easily, Yang Lin is not an idiot to go around to show off what happened that day, if he provokes the Jiaolong King, he is afraid that with Jiang Cheng's protection, he will not survive the next day.

On this day, in a secret room, a few sunstones on the roof should have emitted bright white, but at this time they were covered by a fiery red color, and a fire well in the middle of the room spewed out hot fire from time to time, but I didn't know what to burn to, but just increased the temperature in the secret room out of thin air.

The surrounding walls are also made of unknown materials, shielding the fire in the air from leaking, and at the same time, the aura accumulates into the house from time to time to ensure that the aura in the house is strong.

A man in white, holding a medicine tripod in his hand, his eyes were slit, watching the formation of the pill in the tripod from time to time, his expression calmly revealed a trace of seriousness.

Dingzhong is a tonifying pill, and Yang Lin doesn't know how many times he has refined it, but every time he still refines it with great care, and the one he is refining now is for Shi Qing, who took Yang Lin to register.

As the tide of fame rises, the Soul Guard wants to come to Yang Lin to refine the pill, and it is not just a day or two to get the pill.

It wasn't Yang Lin who put up a shelf, but many captains of the soul guards and the like who came to ask for some high-grade pills, but Yang Lin always excused himself from limited mana and couldn't continuously refine the pill, and finally formed an unwritten rule.

The pills used in the Yuan Infant Stage were refined by the original alchemists in the City of No Return, while Yang Lin specialized in refining some pills above the Transformation Stage, and only refined one pill a week to ensure the quality of the pills, for which Yang Lin was grateful to Shi Qing, the proponent of this matter.

Shi Qing, who has been cultivating for hundreds of years in the middle stage of the transformation of gods, has always felt that the meridians in his body have a sense of vigor recently, especially when his boss Kong Yi gave him a tonifying pill, and after taking it, he suddenly felt a hint of opportunity to break through.

Hearing that the quality of the elixir refined by Yang Lin was two points higher than that of other alchemists, he took the merits he had saved for more than ten years and came to Yang Lin to refine a tonic pill on his behalf.

Yang Lin had no reason to shirk, he recuperated for a few days, adjusted his state, and then refined the pill, the pill he refined was excellent, and Shi Qing, who was holding the pill, was even more happy, and he was going to propose a banquet for Yang Lin to go to a Yuelou in the city to eat wine.

refused a few times, but Shi Qing blindly pulled it, saying that if he didn't go, he would look down on people and so on, and Yang Lin had no choice but to agree.

The beautiful scenery of the good day, the melodious sound of the piano behind the curtain, accompanied by the beautiful concubines in the room, Shi Qing brought two centurions of the soul guard to introduce him to Yang Lin.

They are all people who are accustomed to seeing the scene, and the two centurions of the Soul Guard are also very polite, calling each other brothers during the banquet, enthusiastic like brothers who have not seen each other for a few years, and under the catering service of the four delicate maids, the four of them couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

Originally, cultivators were not afraid of drunkenness at all, but the banquet was just for an atmosphere, Yang Lin couldn't help but let go a little, and when the banquet was gone, Yang Lin couldn't help but feel a little drunk.

Originally, Shi Qing proposed to take Yang Lin to the Hongxiu Pavilion in the City of No Return to Le Yile, but Yang Lin just pushed back and had something to do, so he left the restaurant and said goodbye to the three of them, and Yang Lin walked towards the Chaoyin Tower alone.

The wind on the beach is very humid and cool, especially at night. A breeze blew, and pieces of blood-red petals floated from nowhere, and a few petals inadvertently floated to Yang Lin's slightly alcoholic face, and they were pasted for a long time, and a faint fragrance filled the nose.

Yang Lin shuddered involuntarily, a trace of vigilance flashed in his heart, and he sighed secretly: "It seems that the past few days have been stable, but I am not alert, hehe! ”

Stretched out his hand to gently pluck the petals, put them between his nose and inhaled deeply, a faint fragrance rushed into his brain, Yang Lin sneeze involuntarily, and a trace of dark red light flashed on Yang Lin's forehead without a trace.

Standing in front of the Invitation Moon Building, at the corner under the wine plaque, a smile appeared on Yang Lin's face, closed his eyes and luck, ready to force out the wine on his body.

In Yang Lin's body, a chubby baby, looking like Yang Lin, kept playing all kinds of spells on his hands, which looked extremely familiar, and one after another pure mana, extending the meridians, rushed towards Yang Lin's spiritual platform, ready to dissipate that trace of anesthesia.

But when the mana rushed to the spiritual platform, a black gas suddenly appeared, firmly sealing the entrance of the spiritual platform, no matter how much the mana washed through.

Yang Lin couldn't help but flash a sense of foreboding in his heart, it seemed that Xiao Yin had been hiding for so long, just for this moment.

Suppressed, suppressed pain, every impact felt a heavier and more oppressive pain. Yang Lin only felt as if his brain was being pressed heavily by a thousand catties of boulders, there was no hole to dodge, no support to withstand, with a burst of anesthesia from the mouth of the Lingtai acupoint, Yang Lin's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom.

At this time, Yang Lin's mind was like a battle of siege and rescue, the two sides kept fighting, one side was the mana that implied the seven colors like a tide, one Lang after another Lang impacted the black gas, the black gas that had nowhere to focus, the black gas that was entangled but not dispersed.

On the other side is a cloud of black gas, no matter how the colorful mana impacts, it is only stressed and retreated, and then entangled, soaked, and eaten away little by little.

Waiting to infiltrate and squeeze into the little gap of the spiritual platform little by little, hoping to find that warm nest.

Yang Lin only felt that his brain was getting heavier and heavier, the three souls and seven spirits were like fish that couldn't breathe, and he couldn't communicate with the Yuan Ying in his body at all, and the Yuan Ying was like a brute beast, arbitrarily impacting the black qi, without a trace of discipline, and his brain gradually fell into chaos.

This made Yang Lin have a trace of doubt, even if there was that black qi blocking it before, but the divine thought could still be revealed, controlling the mana to disperse the black qi, why couldn't it be revealed this time? Could it be that Xiao Yin used some secret method to block the divine thought.

"Yang Lin, you still obediently sacrifice your soul, I will help you take care of your body. Xiao Yin's voice sounded in Yang Lin's head, chattering some boring words, hoping to dispel Yang Lin's last trace of clarity.

"Xiao Yin, if you really have the ability, why wait until today to take it. When I find your traces and uproot you, I will wipe out your soul and eradicate the Ethereal Hell. ”

Although his mouth was relaxed and firm, Yang Lin deeply felt the loosening at the Lingtai, not because of how difficult the black qi was, but because a faint blood-red membrane appeared at the Lingtai at some point.

And the membrane is getting thicker and thicker, as if it has firmly sealed the spiritual platform, and at this time, it is impossible to gather all the strength to break through the membrane, just like a drunk man who can't open the door of his house with the key in his hand.

In the secluded street, only the cool breeze full of salty and humid feeling blows from time to time, Yang Lin has crossed his knees at this time, his hands are round, leaning under the building card, closing his eyes and fighting with the black qi with all his might.

That layer of membrane is hateful, but it only makes Yang Lin intoxicated, and the black gas is the killing move behind it, if the black gas rushes into the spirit platform and devours the soul inside, then only Yang Lin's body will be left in this world, and there will be no this person.

Silence, the sea breeze gently blowing, as if he didn't want to disturb the quiet and politely of this moment, but Yang Lin's mind was full of war and strife, gunsmoke everywhere.

At this time, it had reached the most critical moment, and Yang Lin only felt that the mana in his body was already in a state of chaos, and he could no longer be able to converge into waves of orderly impact towards the spiritual platform like at the beginning.

Instead, it was raging in the body, scurrying around, like a bee that couldn't find its direction, stinging Yang Lin's meridians inch by inch.

And the black qi was also much weaker at this time, and the cannibalized colorful mana could not absorb and refine at all, but became a burden, and from time to time it backfired, affecting the destruction and corrosion of the black qi to the mana that hit again.

The power is also becoming more and more dispersed, and there are already weak loopholes in Shi'er, but the Yuan Ying in Yang Lin's body can't find that weakness at all now, because that layer of membrane has changed from the transparent and formless at the beginning to the thick blood-red membrane now, tangible.

A thrilling battle for the body is still happening, at this time Yang Lin and Xiao Yin are already feeling extremely tired, and that layer of membrane is indeed getting bigger and bigger in a war, as if they have captured the fruits of victory, making the two participants busy in vain.

"Yang Lin, haha, the old man won't play with you anymore. Xiao Yin's tired voice came from his mind, and he only felt that the black qi gradually dissipated, and gradually disappeared into nowhere, and there was no trace again.

Yang Lin, who was mentally ill, did not have the slightest excitement because of Xiao Yin's departure, but his face was darker, although he seemed to be better than Xiao Yin, but at this time, the thick blood-red membrane at the entrance of the spiritual platform was more stubborn than the black qi, no matter how the mana impacted, he seemed indifferent.

Isn't this membrane a secret method used by Xiao Yin, Yang Lin just guessed randomly, although there is no crisis for the time being, if he encounters any opponent again, he is afraid that he will be caught.

If the divine mind cannot be detected, it is impossible to understand the strength and direction of the enemy's blow, whether there are any hidden moves, etc., just like a bear with full strength, only relying on brute force and thick flesh to fight the enemy.