After leaving the lake, the black-robed ancestor flew away in panic and never dared to stay in this place again.

He was completely shocked by the golden-horned dragon he had just bumped into. He never dreamed that there was such a terrifying monster in the Holy Scar Canyon.

The black-robed ancestor did not doubt the authenticity of the golden-horned dragon at all. The demonic aura that soared into the sky made him, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, frightened.

Not long after flying, a purple escape light suddenly flashed in front of him. It was Madness Venerable. He had overdrawn his spiritual power because he had activated the glass cup before, so he didn't fly far.

Seeing that the Black-robed Ancestor looked so panicked, as if he had encountered something, the Mad Venerable Hurry hurriedly asked, "Fellow Daoist of Black-robed, have you found the traces of that pair of men and women?"

"I didn't find that pair of men and women, but I found something extremely terrifying!" The black-robed ancestor was still in shock and swallowed.

"What is that?" asked the Mad Venerable.

The Black-robed Ancestor immediately told him about the fact that he had hit the Golden Horned Dragon at the bottom of the lake. "What! Golden Horned Dragon?" The Mad Venerable took a breath of cold air and showed an incredible expression. "My Daoist, you shouldn't be joking. In the shattered space of the Holy Scar Canyon, how could there be a top-level transformation monster like the Golden Horned Dragon exists in the shattered space of the Holy Scar Canyon.

exist?"

"I don't need to lie to you. Just in that mountain lake, there is indeed a golden-horned dragon." The black-robed ancestor said with a gloomy face.

The Mad Venerable's eyes shrank: "It's impossible, there is no possibility of a top-level demon cultivator in the Holy Scar Canyon. Eighty-mostly the phantom turned into by that boy Shen Lang!"

As soon as these words were said, the Black-robed Ancestor was a little suspicious, but he felt that he could not admit his mistake. That unparalleled terrifying aura would definitely not be imitated.

"Since Brother Kuangyan is suspicious, you might as well go and take a look. Don't blame me for not reminding you that the dragon is sleeping. If you wake him up, you will probably be back." The black-robed ancestor said coldly.

"hehe."

The Mad Venerable secretly ridiculed the ignorant ancestor of the Black Robe. He didn't believe this evil, and said with a serious expression: "My Daoist, the Black Robe, must have admitted his mistake. According to what you said, I think that lake is very suspicious."

After saying that, Venerable Madness took out a silver treasure mirror from the storage ring and said, "This treasure is called the universal mirror, which can distinguish phantoms, illusion arrays and illusory things. A fellow black-robed yao may as well follow me, and the truth will definitely be revealed."

"Brother Kuangyan, go by yourself. I will go somewhere else to search for the traces of the man and woman."

After saying that, the black-robed ancestor fled far away, thinking that you are looking for death and don't pull me.

Two Supreme Elders of the Nascent Soul Stage died in Ziyun Palace, and the Black-robed Ancestor was actually a little gloating.

Ziyun Palace is the third largest sect in the southern continent. Now two Nascent Soul cultivators have died, and their strength has been greatly reduced in an instant. Although Zhong Wuling, the leader of the previous generation of the Ghost Immortal Sect, fell, was still ranked fifth.

After leaving the Holy Scar Canyon, the ranking of forces in the southern continent will definitely change. If the Ghost Immortal Sect has a hard time, it will probably be on par with Ziyun Palace.

The Mad Yan Venerable refused to listen to the advice and let him die. The only thing the ancestor of the Black Robe was worried about was Shen Lang. If this kid didn't get rid of it for a day, he would be uneasy for a day.

"So timid as a mouse, he also has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." Seeing the black-robed ancestor escape, the Madman Venerable looked contemptuous and snorted: "Forget it, let me leave in person."

The reason why he wanted to block the Black-robed Ancestor was because he was worried that after encountering Shen Lang, his own strength would be insufficient. After all, he consumed too much himself, and his strength might not be half as strong as his heyday.

However, Venerable Madness thought that even if it was difficult to fight with him, it would be fine to escape with his strength.

He only needed to find Shen Lang's traces, and then quickly notified Qingyang and others to come and surround the boy.

After making up his mind, the Mad Master flew towards the lake in the mountains.

After a moment, the escape light dropped and came to the edge of the lake.

There was nothing unusual about the lake water. The Mad Venerable picked up the Vientiane Mirror, injected spiritual power, and looked into the lake.

However, this is of no use.

There was no reaction in the Vientiane Realm.

The Mad Venerable frowned. It may be because the lake water is too deep and the distance is too far.

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

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

The scene in front of him made his scalp numb.

There was really a huge golden dragon lying in the middle of the lake, with its golden scales shining brightly and shining with a cold light.

“Buzz!”

The golden-horned dragon snored like thunder, and the entire bottom of the lake was shrouded in a heart-wrenching terrifying aura.

The terrifying demonic aura emitted by this tenth-level monster was too obvious, and the Mad Venerable was trembling all over.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

He swallowed, strengthened his courage, held the Vientiane Mirror in his hand, injected spiritual power into the mirror, and looked at the golden dragon.

However, the Vientiane Mirror still had no reaction.

The Vientiane Mirror can recognize any illusory objects, phantoms, illusions, and even illusion arrays, and will reveal its original appearance in front of the Vientiane Mirror. And the dragon at the bottom of the lake did not make the Vientiane Mirror react, which can only explain one problem...

"This... this is a real golden-horned dragon!" The Mad Venerable's eyes were about to break, so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.

Feeling a trace of spiritual power fluctuations from the Vientiane Mirror, the huge body of the golden-horned dragon twisted slightly, and a strong roar was heard at the bottom of the lake.

"Damn!"

The Mad Venerable thought that the golden-horned dragon was about to wake up from his sleep, and was suddenly frightened to the extreme, turned his head and ran away, flying towards the lake like a mad dog.

After flying out of the water, the Madman Venerable fled quickly towards the horizon like a frightened bird.

In the middle of the lake, Shen Lang could no longer hold on and transformed into one divine mud and removed the transformation.

The huge golden-horned dragon breath condensed and suddenly disappeared.

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

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

"Quick...get out of here...get out of here when they are scared away..."

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

His breath was weak and he had never suffered such severe injuries. The five-colored divine light was too destructive to his body.

"My surname is Shen, I will never let you die! We must all live well." Su Ruoxue's eyes were red, and she bit her silver teeth and raised Shen Lang's back.
Chapter completed!