The Black Flame Thunder Dragon is a tyrant from the underworld. It possesses powerful and domineering power, and even has the ability to reverse life and death. It is almost superior to all living beings. Han Lin already knew that the Black Flame Thunder Dragon armor that the prince obtained should be
There is a dragon soul of the Black Flame Thunder Dragon hidden in it. Fortunately, it is only the dragon soul. If the true form of the Black Flame Thunder Dragon comes, not to mention the Underworld Half-Moon Sword, even the Underworld Full Moon Sword may not be able to kill the Black Flame Thunder.
dragon.
At this moment, the dragon soul of the Black Flame Thunder Dragon invaded the Babel Tower, using its overbearing underworld energy to create countless space vortexes, disintegrating the space laws of the Babel Tower from the inside. Of course Han Lin saw it clearly, and did not dare to hesitate at the moment, and tried his best to control the Babel Tower.
Resist the tower's one hundred and eight prohibitions.
Space is shattered, space is isolated, space collapses, space is imprisoned... Han Lin has just taken control of the Tower of Babel, and there are not many restrictions that he can master. He uses all the space restrictions that he learned temporarily to fight against the Black Flame Thunder Dragon, and he goes all out.
The Black Flame Thunder Dragon greets you.
"Ignorant mortals, don't struggle needlessly. I can erode any time and space, not to mention the space laws of the Babel Tower!" the Black Flame Thunder Dragon's huge dragon head said proudly, and with a casual move, Han Lin was created.
All the space restrictions that came were shattered. To put it simply, the Black Flame Thunder Dragon breathed out, completely blowing the space at the top of the Nine Heavens to pieces. Immediately, the sky collapsed, and the surrounding space shattered like glass and disappeared.
"Xiao Qing..." Han Lin reacted immediately, jumped to Jiang Qing's side, hugged Jiang Qing, and was about to teleport away from the top of the Nine Heavens.
"Brother Han Lin, please save Senior Sister Luo Lin!" Kind-hearted Jiang Qing looked at Luo Lin not far away and begged Han Lin.
At this critical moment of life and death, Han Lin knew that he could not hesitate at all. He gritted his teeth, hugged Jiang Qing and jumped in front of Luo Lin. He freed up one hand to wrap his arms around Luo Lin's waist. Unexpectedly, Luo Lin suddenly violently
She raised her head, her face was twisted, her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of endless resentment, staring at Han Lin. A terrifying aura surged out of her body, and a blood-red light emerged from her body, stabbing hard at Han Lin.
Han Lin's palm made him take a step back in shock.
"Sister Luo Lin..." Jiang Qing looked at Luo Lin in confusion.
"I don't know what the so-called woman is!" Han Lin cursed angrily. The surrounding space was shattered so badly that he couldn't care anymore. He immediately hugged Jiang Qing tightly and disappeared in a flash from the top of the Nine Heavens that was about to collapse.
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The surrounding spaces collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a lonely figure, looming as the space collapsed.
At the same time, a bloody light also appeared on the figure, making the black thunder dragon startled: "What kind of power is this? It can ignore the collapse of space..."
Babel Tower God Palace.
This space is located in the deepest part of the Tower of Babel. It is neither at the top, nor at the bottom, nor in the middle. Only Han Lin knows that this space is surrounded by layers of space barriers. If he does not control the Tower of Babel,
, no one can find this situation, even those who have cleared the Tongtian Tower can only be summoned by the Tower God and appear in this hall. Now that the Tongtian Tower God has been extinct, the only one who can come here is Han Lin.
people.
Han Lin appeared in the hall with Jiang Qing.
Since this space is surrounded by countless space barriers, the Black Flame Thunder Dragon has not been able to invade here yet, but it does not mean that it will always be safe. Han Lin was worried and quickly controlled more space restrictions outside the Tower God's Palace.
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Han Lin did not expect that after he took control of the Babel Tower, he would be forced to hide like a turtle. His hatred for the prince increased even more.
"Brother Han Lin... why didn't you save Senior Sister Luo Lin?" Jiang Qing asked Han Lin with slightly red eyes and a choked voice.
"It's not that I didn't save him, it was that she refused." Han Lin knew that Jiang Qing had always been kind-hearted and could not accept the act of not saving her. But in the situation just now, if the delay continued, all three of them would be doomed.
, he really had no choice but to leave Rowling alone.
"But..." Jiang Qing also witnessed what happened just now. She also knew that she couldn't blame Han Lin, so she could only blame herself: "It's all my fault. I should have let you save Senior Sister Luo Lin first... She must be afraid of saving too many of her.
One will drag down the three of us..."
"Silly girl..." Han Lin stroked Jiang Qing's long, silky hair and comforted, "How can you blame Xiao Qing? If you want to blame it, blame Brother Han Lin. It's because I am unable to protect you!"
"Brother Han Lin..." Jiang Qing burst into tears, threw herself into Han Lin's arms, and said with a sob: "I'm sorry, it's all Xiao Qing's fault. If Xiao Qing hadn't insisted on Senior Sister Luo Lin coming to Babel Tower, she wouldn't have...
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Han Lin held the delicate body in his arms tightly, comforting the beauty while his mind was racing, thinking about how to deal with the problems before him.
Although the Tower God's palace is strong, it will definitely be breached based on the power of the Black Flame Thunder Dragon. It's just a matter of time. This is inevitable. The question now is how much time can be bought and whether this time is enough.
Han Lin used it to forge the Underworld Waning Moon Sword.
"Zhan Yue, according to your estimate, how long will it take to forge the Underworld Waning Moon Sword into the Half Moon Sword?" Han Lin communicated with Binghun Zhan Yue in his heart.
"It's really hard to say. It depends on how quickly you refine the Demon Source Stone and how quickly it melts into the blade." Binghun Zhanyue analyzed: "Follow the normal method, use ordinary mysterious fire, and one feather
It takes about ten years for Jingxuan monks to..."
"Ten years!?" Han Lin was startled, and then he calmed down: "What about the abnormal method?"
"The normal method is to use mysterious fire, and the refining speed will naturally be slow." Binghun Zhanyue was very satisfied with Han Lin's reaction, and then said: "You have the Red Lotus Buddha Fire of the Nine Yang Divine Art Red Emperor Split Yang Dao
, refining it will get twice the result with half the effort, plus there are red explosive thunder flames for control. Use the red lotus Buddha fire to refine the magic source stone, and use the red explosive thunder flames to melt the blade. This will be the fastest speed in history. If I am right, I guess
If so, it can be completed in about a month!”
"One month..." Han Lin frowned deeply: "Under normal circumstances, I can persist even for ten years, let alone one month. But now... there is absolutely no way that this Tower Palace can sustain it for a month!
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"Indeed, although the Black Flame Thunder Dragon is just a dragon soul, its ability to corrode space is still very terrifying!" Binghun Zhanyuexu sighed: "Although this Tower God Palace is under layers of protection, I believe
It won't take more than one day before it will be breached..."
"Damn it!" Han Lin said unwillingly, "Is it true that my luck has come to an end as the prince said?"
"Brother Han Lin, where are we?" While Han Lin was sighing, Jiang Qing suddenly asked.
"This is the Tower God's palace of the Babel Tower, which is where the Tower God summons you after you successfully break through." Han Lin gently answered Jiang Qing's question.
"Oh, this is the Pagoda God's Palace. It doesn't seem to have anything special!" Jiang Qing looked around. Indeed, there is almost no difference between this Pagoda God's Palace and the main hall at the top of the Nine Heavens, except for the court hall.
Apart from the previous throne, the others are not much different.
"I heard that this Tower God's palace has a passage to different time and space, and the rare treasures passed down by the Tower God are also transmitted through that passage, but there seems to be no such passage here!" Jiang Qing said strangely.
"A passage to another time and space?" Han Lin was startled, and then like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, he held Jiang Qing's boneless and slender hand tightly and said, "That's right, there must be one.
Such a passage, as long as we find this passage in different time and space, maybe we can still find a way!"
Han Lin controlled the Tower of Babel by relying on the red explosive thunder flames. Now he is equivalent to a god-like existence of the Tower of Babel, and only he can control the Tower of Babel. In other words, if someone can use the different time and space channel, this person will only know how to use it.
It's him.
The prince's Black Flame Thunder Dragon Armor was also inherited from the Tower God. This is enough to show that there must be a more powerful and powerful treasure hidden on the other side of this different time and space channel. If Han Lin can master this different time and space channel
, not to mention the Black Flame Thunder Dragon Armor, even more powerful magic weapons can be obtained. When the time comes, there is no need to be afraid of a prince.
After thinking about this, Han Lin was extremely excited, hugged Jiang Qing and kissed her hard.
"But, brother Han Lin, do you know where the different time and space passage is?" Jiang Qing looked at Han Lin who was as happy as a child and timidly asked this practical question.
"I don't know!" Han Lin answered her without hesitation.
"Then..." Jiang Qing was a little disappointed.
"I don't know, but there is someone who does!" Han Lin looked at Jiang Qing's disappointed face and said with a smile.
"Who?" Jiang Qing's eyes ignited with hope again.
"God of Babel Tower!" Han Lin said.
"Tower God?" Jiang Qing asked doubtfully: "But isn't the Tower God already extinct?"
"The Tower God is indeed dead, but his divine personality has not been completely wiped out." Han Lin said seriously: "Have you forgotten, there is still a trace of the Tower God's divine personality in Lou Qingyun!"
"Lou Qingyun?" Jiang Qing seemed to understand, but then she became confused again: "But isn't he already dead?"
"He's not dead yet." Han Lin said with a smile: "I just used special means to torture his soul. It is estimated that his soul has collapsed by now, but his body is still there. Hidden in him
The trace of the tower god's divine personality in the body has not been wiped out yet. It's just right, use the waste."
Han Lin said, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding space showed layers of distortion and fluctuation. This was him using the space restriction to find Lou Qingyun, who had been isolated by him before. At that time, Lou Qingyun was hit by "
Seal of Life and Death of the Underworld Emperor", Soul Fall
He entered the eighteenth level of hell and suffered, howling miserably. Han Lin felt that he was noisy, so he used space isolation to isolate him to other dimensions. At this moment, he needed the tower god's divinity. As the so-called waste utilization, Han Lin was also glad that he did not kill him directly at that time.
Lou Qingyun.
At this moment, the Babel Tower had been eroded by the Black Flame Thunder Dragon and was in chaos. Han Lin spent a lot of effort to find Lou Qingyun from the edge of a space that was about to collapse and brought him back.
The poor young master of Tianwai Tower has now become a dementia, with blurred vision, foaming at the mouth, and a stench all over his body. After his soul endured horrific torture, various physiological phenomena appeared in his body unconsciously, which was too horrible to watch.
It couldn't be more miserable for a careerist and a mysterious monk to end up like this. If the vocal part of his body hadn't been damaged, Lou Qingyun would have still howled like a killing pig.
"It seems that the torture is almost over, so I'll do my best and give you a happy end!" Han Lin said sternly, and landed a palm on Lou Qingyun's head on the Tianling Cap, completely shattering his lifeline.