Chapter 1400: Golden Horned Dragon

The reason why Zhang Daoling's stunt, Taishang Zhengyi curse, is famous for its power. This kind of spell has great power beyond imagination.
The spell released by Su Ruoxue was too sudden, and Madam Qingyang was a little caught off guard.
Although barely defending against the spell's attack, the cloud treadmill was affected and overturned, instantly losing control.
The blood charm and divine light that Su Ruoxue used just now made their brains still dizzy.
"boom!"
After a roar, the Treading Car turned N somersaults in the air, and some of the early Yuan Ying cultivators on the car almost fell from the air.
Shen Lang also sensed the movement in the rear, and his eyes lit up. The charm Zhang Daoling presented at the time really came in handy. The power of this is really amazing.
A strong desire for survival rushed into his heart, taking advantage of this gap, Shen Lang forcibly picked up the spirit of twelve points, and used the flying thunder escape technique at full speed.
"Boom!"
There was a sound of thunder and explosion, and the golden roc, bathed in a large number of electric arcs, flew towards the depths of the canyon like a mad dog, and disappeared to the edge of the sky in an instant.
Real Qing Yang's face was ashen as he tried his best to control the Tayun car, and finally managed to control the out of control treasure car.
It was such a delay that Shen Lang had disappeared from their eyes.
"Damn, I'll do all these tricks!" Venerable Kuangyan cursed.
"Brother Qingyang, chase, but you can't let them escape."
"Huh, don't worry, these two dog men and women can't run away." True person Qing Yang cursed secretly in his heart, and then cast a magic trick with both hands towards the treasure car: "Tread the cloud car, sick!"
After the stable, the Tayun car was urged to move again, and the real Qingyang man controlled the treasure car at full speed and flew forward.
Although it is difficult for the naked eye to tell which direction Shen Lang fled, the breath of the golden roc is still there, and he shouldn't be lost.
The golden Dapeng's speed has reached its limit, Shen Lang's body load is also extremely heavy, the blood flow from many wounds all over his body, the whole person almost fainted, can only grit his teeth and endure it.
"Shen Lang, you...you can't get rid of them. If this goes on, you will definitely...be overtaken." Su Ruoxue said with a pale face.
Su Ruoxue was in a trance because he had cast blood charm and divine light many times in a row, and he was a little out of breath.
Shen Lang's whole person was also faltering. Of course he knew that it was not the time to be aggressive, and while his consciousness was still clear, he was thinking about ways quickly in his mind.
"I can only take a gamble!"
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and prepared to fight it out.
The golden Dapeng lifted his transformation, and Shen Lang took out the Divine Mud from the storage ring to cover up the breath of himself and Su Ruoxue.
Flying such a long distance without encountering any invisible space cracks is really a blessing.
Continuing to fly forward, Shen Lang quickly searched for a suitable hiding place.
Looking down from the sky, he saw a large lake in the mountains and forests to the northeast. Shen Lang moved in his heart and hurriedly flew towards the lake.
The lake is not a good hiding place, but Shen Lang possesses Huayi Shenmu and can take a gamble.
True person Qingyang traced the breath of the golden roc all the way, but after chasing into a mountain forest to the northeast, the breath of the golden roc suddenly disappeared, as if the world had evaporated.
All the Nascent Soul cultivators on the treasure car had imprinted Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue with their spiritual consciousness before, but now they can't perceive each other's breath at all.
"Huh, what's going on?"
"Why does the breath disappear here?"
Several Yuanying-period monks on the Tayun Cha were sceptical.
"Hmph, that surnamed Shen has a very strong ability to escape, otherwise the old man would not have been able to track down his whereabouts! This kid probably has some treasure on his body that can conceal his breath and spirituality."
Real Qing Yang gritted his teeth, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. When he took the lead to track Shen Lang two years ago, the other party also used the same method to avoid chasing.
This would be troublesome, even the real person Qingyang didn't know where Shen Lang had fled.
"I think everyone might as well search separately. That kid was injured by my glazed cup before. It is a miracle that he was not seriously injured and died. He must not be able to run far!" Venerable Mad Flame said with a sullen face.
True person Qingyang had a sharp glow in his eyes, and said: "Then everyone will move separately and search for the whereabouts and breath of the man and woman. If you find out, don't fight without authorization, send a message immediately!"
"it is good!"
All of a sudden, the cultivators of Zhongyuan Yingji dispersed immediately and started searching.
This mountain forest is only a few hundred miles away, not very big.
The ancestor Heipao landed on the lake in the mountains and forest, squinting his eyes.
"That kid wouldn't hide under the lake, right?"
The black robe ancestor was secretly suspicious, and immediately flew into the lake, letting out his consciousness, and being alert to the threats around him.
The lake was extremely deep, and the ancestor of the black robe slowly dived, and accidentally found a pitch-black lake bottom with a dozen green grasses growing, emitting a layer of warm and jade-like glow.
"Jade blue grass?"
The black robe ancestor was secretly happy.
This blue grass is called Yulancao. It is a well-known healing spirit grass in the cultivation world and is of great value. It's also a good grade for Yuan Ying-period monks, not to mention there are so many spirit grasses.
The ancestor of the black robe was about to pick, but suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound not far from the bottom of the lake.
"what!"
Heipao ancestor's face changed, and his divine consciousness immediately moved forward.
The stigmata canyon was sealed by the innate magneto-optical array, and the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the Yuan Ying stage was released for at most kilometers, but the entire lake bottom was nearly tens of thousands of meters.
Heipao ancestor was not in a hurry to pick the jade blue grass, and flew directly toward the ground.
Gradually, the naked eye can see a large amount of golden light radiating from the center of the pitch-black lake bottom.
The black robe ancestor was even more suspicious, and quickly flew towards the middle of the lake bottom.
However, the scene in the next act made him feel so soulless.
It turns out that the golden light in the middle of the lake is a golden flood dragon! The body is about several thousand meters long, with a pair of golden horns growing on the top of the head, overflowing with light, and the golden dragon scale folds on the huge body are shining, and people who are like a mountain and dare not take a breath.
"Golden Horned Flood Dragon!"
The black robe ancestor was frightened.
This golden horned water dragon was lying on the bottom of the lake, and there was a "buzzing" snoring sound between its mouth and nose. The sound was loud, like thunder.
The Golden Horned Flood Dragon is one of the most powerful monsters in this world. It is the emperor of the Flood Dragon family and inherited the weak blood of the true dragon.
The mature Golden Horned Flood Dragon is a tenth-order heaven and earth spirit beast, with supernatural powers against the sky, and has the powerful ability to shred space.
The golden horned water dragon in front of me was as powerful as its essence, and the legs of the black robe ancestors were a little weak, and the tenth-tier golden horned water dragon could kill their primordial infant stage monks in seconds.
escape!
Without any hesitation, the ancestor of the black robe turned his head and ran, tiptoeing towards the lake, for fear of awakening the behemoth.