Godly Dragon Guard

After leaving the lake, the black-robed ancestor fled towards the distance in panic, never daring to stay in this place again.

He was completely frightened by the golden-horned dragon he had just encountered. He never imagined that there would be such a terrifying beast in Stigma Canyon.

The black-robed ancestor did not doubt the authenticity of the golden-horned dragon at all. The demonic aura that soared to the sky like a substance made him, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, tremble with fear.

Not long after flying, a purple light suddenly flashed in front of him, it was Lord Kuang Yan. Because he had overdrawn his spiritual power by activating the glass lamp before, he didn't fly very far at all.

Seeing that the black-robed ancestor looked so panicked, as if something had happened to him, Venerable Kuangyan asked hurriedly: "Fellow Taoist in black robe, have you found any trace of the man and woman?"

"I didn't find the man and woman, but I found something extremely terrifying!" The black-robed ancestor gulped in shock.

"What is that?" Venerable Kuangyan asked.

The black-robed ancestor immediately told him about his encounter with the golden-horned dragon at the bottom of the lake.

"What! Golden-horned dragon?" Venerable Kuangyan took a breath of cold air and showed an expression of disbelief. "Fellow Daoist in black robes, you must not be joking. How can a top-notch transformed monster like the Golden-horned Dragon exist in a collapsed space like St. Mark Canyon?"

"I don't need to lie to you. There is no doubt that there is a golden-horned dragon in the lake in that mountain forest." The black-robed ancestor said with a sinister expression.

Venerable Kuangyan shrank his eyes: "It's impossible. There is absolutely no chance that there will be a top-level demon cultivator in St. Mark Canyon. It's probably the phantom that that boy Shen Lang turned into!"

As soon as these words came out, the black-robed ancestor felt a little suspicious, but he felt that it was impossible for him to admit his mistake. That kind of unparalleled terrifying aura can never be imitated.

"Since Brother Kuangyan is suspicious, you might as well go and see for yourself. Don't blame me for not reminding you, that dragon is sleeping. If you wake him up, there will probably be no return." The black-robed ancestor was neither cold nor indifferent. road.

"hehe."

Venerable Kuangyan secretly ridiculed the black-robed ancestor for his ignorance. He no longer believed in this evil, and said solemnly: "Fellow Taoist Black-robed must have admitted his mistake. According to what you said, I think that lake is very suspicious."

After saying that, Venerable Kuang Yan took out a silver mirror from the storage ring and said: "This treasure is called the All-Seeing Mirror. It can distinguish phantoms, phantom arrays and illusory objects. My black-robed Taoist friend might as well come with me, absolutely. Let the truth come out.”

"Brother Kuangyan, go alone. I will go elsewhere to search for traces of the man and woman."

After saying that, the black-robed ancestor fled away, thinking that if you are looking for death, don't drag me with you.

Two supreme elders of the Nascent Soul stage died in Ziyun Palace, and the black-robed ancestor was actually a bit gloating about their misfortune.

Ziyun Palace is the third largest sect in the Southern Continent. Now that two Nascent Soul stage monks have died, its strength has been greatly reduced in an instant. Although the previous generation of Supreme Leader Zhong Wuling died, the Ghost Immortal Sect still ranks fifth.

After leaving St. Mark Canyon, the ranking of forces in the Southern Continent will definitely change. With a little more effort from the Guixian Sect, it is estimated that it can be on an equal footing with Ziyun Palace.

Venerable Kuang Yan refused to listen to dissuasion and left him to fend for himself. The only thing the black-robed ancestor was worried about was Shen Lang. If he didn't get rid of this kid, he would never feel at ease.

"As timid as a mouse, he is also worthy of a cultivation level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul." Seeing the black-robed ancestor fleeing, Venerable Kuang Yan said with a look of contempt on his face, "That's all, let me go there myself. "

The reason why he wanted to bring the black-robed ancestor together was because he was worried that his own strength would be weak after encountering Shen Lang. After all, he has consumed too much himself, and his strength is probably less than half of what he was in his heyday.

However, Lord Kuang Yan thought that even if it was difficult to fight with him, it would definitely be no problem to escape with his strength.

He only needed to discover Shen Lang's traces, and then quickly notify Qingyang and others to come and surround this kid.

After making up his mind, Lord Kuangyan flew towards the lake in the mountain forest. After a while, the escape light lowered and came to the lake.

There was nothing strange about the lake water. Venerable Kuang Yan picked up the All-Seeing Mirror, injected spiritual power into it, and took a look into the lake.

However, this is of no use.

There was no response from the Vientiane Realm.

Lord Kuangyan frowned, maybe because the lake was too deep and the distance was too far.

Taking a deep breath, Lord Kuangyan also dived into the water and swam towards the depths of the lake.

After a while, I finally dived into the depths of the lake.

The scene before him made his scalp tingle.

There really is a huge golden dragon sleeping sleepily in the middle of the lake bottom, its golden scales shining brightly with a cold light.

"Buzz buzz!"

The golden-horned dragon snored thunderously, and the entire bottom of the lake was shrouded in a terrifying aura that made people palpitate.

The terrifying demonic aura emanating from this tenth-level monster was so obvious that Venerable Kuang Yan was trembling all over.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

He swallowed, emboldened himself, clenched the Vientiane Mirror in his hand, injected spiritual power into the mirror, and took a look at the golden dragon.

However, there was still no response from the Vientiane Mirror.

The Vientiane Mirror can identify any illusory objects, phantoms, illusions, and even phantom arrays, and their true appearance will be revealed in front of the Vientiane Mirror. The dragon at the bottom of the lake did not cause the Vientiane Mirror to react, which can only explain one problem...

"This... this is a real golden-horned dragon!" Venerable Kuangyan's eyes were about to burst, and he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.

Feeling a trace of spiritual power fluctuation from the Vientiane Mirror, the huge body of the Golden Horned Dragon twisted slightly, and a strong roar came from the entire bottom of the lake.

"Holy shit!"

Venerable Kuangyan thought that the golden-horned dragon was about to wake up from its slumber. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, flying towards the lake like a mad dog.

After flying out of the water, Lord Kuang Yan fled towards the horizon like a frightened bird.

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In the center of the lake, Shen Lang could no longer hold on and turned into divine mud to cancel the transformation on his own.

The huge golden-horned dragon's aura disappeared suddenly.

Shen Lang was almost exhausted and his consciousness was in a trance. His body was really stretched to its limit. After turning into human form, blood spread at the bottom of the lake.

"Shen Lang, how are you?" Su Ruoxue beside her hurriedly hugged the man up, her pretty face turned pale.

"Hurry... leave here quickly... leave here before they are scared away..."

Shen Lang almost used up his last bit of strength to say these words, and then fell directly into Su Ruoxue's arms and fainted.

His breath was weak, and he had never been injured so seriously before. The five-color divine light was too destructive to the physical body.

"My surname is Shen, I will never let you die! We all have to live well." Su Ruoxue's eyes were red, she gritted her silver teeth and carried Shen Lang on her back.

There were more than a dozen jade blue grasses at the bottom of the lake. Su Ruoxue picked them as quickly as possible, and then flew out of the lake with Shen Lang on her back.

There was no scent of Nascent Soul monks around the lake. Su Ruoxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, determined a direction, and fled towards the northwest.