Chapter 1402: abyss

After Venerable Kuangyan escaped, he happened to encounter the black robe ancestor again.
The two looked at each other in shock.
Seeing Venerable Kuangyan's face in a hurry, the black robe ancestor also guessed something in his heart, and sneered: "Brother Kuangyan, why is it so alarmed?"
"Flee if you don't want to die, the golden horned flood dragon at the bottom of the lake seems to have woken up from a deep sleep." Venerable Kuangyan gritted his teeth, his expression extremely gloomy.
"What did you say!" The ancestor of the black robe was startled.
Venerable Kuangyan ignored him and flew straight forward.
The ancestor of the black robe was also frightened, and followed Venerable Kuangyan, fleeing towards the horizon.
This mountain forest is still the periphery of the Stigmata Canyon, and there are only a few invisible space cracks. The cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage who enter the valley are all prepared, and more or less have the ability to avoid the invisible space cracks.
Venerable Kuangyan and the ancestor of the black robe flew away for a while before hitting the real person Qingyang just to the north.
"Why are the two daoists so flustered? Did they find something?" Real person Qing Yang asked curiously.
"Brother Qingyang, you just came here, telling you a big event!" Venerable Kuangyan said immediately.
"What's the big deal?" True person Qing Yang frowned.
Afterwards, the two told the real person Qingyang about their encounter with the Golden Horned Flood Dragon in the lake.
Who knows, the real man Qingyang gets more and more angry when he hears it, and at the end he is already angry, and said with a gloomy face: "You two, take me to that lake, hurry!"
"Brother Qingyang, that is really a tenth-tier golden horned flood dragon, let's not approach such a dangerous place, it's terrifying!"
The black robe ancestor was taken aback and said hurriedly.
"Yeah, Brother Qingyang, you still don't take this risk. Hurry up and inform everyone to stay away from here." Venerable Kuangyan couldn't help saying.
Real person Qingyang said angrily: "You two idiots, do you have any brains? It is absolutely impossible that the golden horned dragon, it is 100% changed by the little mess of Shen Lang! Stigma Canyon has a history of more than 100,000, and there are only some ancient Beast, there has never been a demon cultivator, let alone a tenth-order heaven and earth spirit beast. You don't want to think, if it is a heaven and earth spirit beast, what reason is there to stay in the canyon?"
"Brother Qingyang, but my Vientiane Mirror didn't recognize it..." Venerable Kuangyan frowned.
"Huh, there are so many magical powers in this world, how can an ancient treasure guarantee to distinguish everything. That kid Shen Lang himself will have a special transformation technique that can transform into Qingshan Great Ape and Lei Peng, and regardless of Breath or ability, both are so similar. You two idiots have been fooled!" Real Qing Yang said with a cold expression.
"This..." Venerable Kuangyan and the ancestor of the black robe looked at each other, still a little unbelievable.
The main reason is that the golden horned dragon's breath is too scary, and there is no real sense of illusion.
"Furthermore, if it is a real Golden Horned Flood Dragon, even in a deep sleep, it is impossible to find that the Nascent Soul Stage monk is nearby. If you really encounter the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, can you still come back alive?" Qing Yang snorted coldly.
Venerable Kuangyan and the ancestor of the black robe shook their bodies. It seems that this is indeed the case. The real tenth-order heaven and earth spirit beasts are far more capable of detecting aura than they are. I am afraid of the innate in the canyon. Magneto-optical array has no effect on it.
So, are they really being tricked?
The faces of Venerable Kuangyan and the ancestor of the black robe were earthy.
"Don't be stunned, take me to the lake, don't let that kid run away!" Qing Yang urged.
"it is good!"
The two immediately took the real Qingyang and flew towards the mountain forest before.
After a short while, the three people descended to escape the light and reached the destination lake.
Without a word, Madam Qingyang immediately flew into the water.
Venerable Kuangyan and Old Ancestor Scarlet Blood were still a little flustered, but they also bite the bullet and followed Dao Qingyang into the water.
There was no longer the shadow of the Golden Horned Flood Dragon in the bottom of the lake, but a spreading blood stain was found, obviously the blood stain left by Shen Lang.
"I, fuck." Venerable Kuangyan cursed secretly in his heart.
The black robe ancestor was also extremely upset. Originally, this was an excellent opportunity to kill Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue. Not only was it wasted by himself, but also by the other party.
Mortal Qingyang's face was pale, and the two SBs, Venerable Kuangyan and Patriarch Heipao, didn't want to complain anymore.
"That kid suffered such a serious injury, he shouldn't run far, let's chase after him!" Real Qing Yang gritted his teeth.
"it is good!"
Venerable Kuangyan and the ancestor of the black robe had to nodded their heads.
Out of the lake, Majestic Qingyang shot a sword light into the sky, and the sword light exploded in the air like fireworks, making a loud noise that resounded through the clouds.
The sword light and the sound were the signals sent by the real Qingyang, informing the surrounding Nanlu Yuanyingqi monks to gather.
Not long after, I went to search for the cultivators of the Yuanying Stage to gather again, and Master Qingyang immediately ordered to go down, and everyone started searching again.
On the other side, Su Ruoxue carried Shen Lang on her back, spouted a mouthful of blood again from her small mouth, drew a rune, and performed the evasion technique in the Profound Yin Secret Art of the Prime Girl.
The blood mist turned into a pair of blood-colored double wings, which condensed on her back. With a beat of the wings, the escape speed suddenly increased more than twice.
The route into the valley map was very narrow, and Su Ruoxue knew very well that if they wanted to escape and ascend to heaven, they had to escape outside the map route first.
In this way, even if the monks in Nanlu wanted to chase them down, they would weigh the dangers.
Stigmata Canyon is not as simple as it seems, otherwise the real Taiyuan would not have left a fixed route into the valley.
In addition to space cracks in the canyon, there are many collapsed spaces and remaining ancient prohibitions. If you don't pay attention, you are sucked into the space, or encounter a dangerous restriction, the end is also lost.
In addition, many other places in the canyon are occupied by powerful ancient beasts. The most powerful ancient beasts are even comparable to the ninth-order demon cultivation, extremely terrifying.
Su Ruoxue has nothing to do now. In order to let herself and Shen Lang have a chance to live, she can only plunge into an unfamiliar place in the valley like a headless fly.
Fortunately, she was lucky enough, and the space cracks and wandering innate clutches and divine light could be avoided along the way, and there seemed to be no signs of monks following them, nor encountered any ancient beasts.
But now it also faces two problems.
One is that Su Ruoxue's spirit is extremely poor, she has been extremely sleepy by using blood charm and divine light many times before. In addition, the overdraft of the spiritual energy and the use of the escape technique would put too much load on the body.
The second is that Shen Lang's injury is not optimistic, and his breath is getting weaker and weaker. He must find a secluded place to heal his injuries, otherwise his life is really in danger.
Su Ruoxue bit her teeth, and if Shen Lang had two shortcomings, it would be meaningless even if she could escape to heaven by herself.
After flying for about 20 minutes, Su Ruoxue's body had reached its limit, her vision was a bit blurred, and she vaguely glimpsed a large abyss between the rock faults under the canyon, which was extremely deep and filled with a strange mist.
Shen Lang's breath became weaker and weaker, and Su Ruoxue was anxious and had to fly towards the abyss.