In the next few days, the thunderclouds in Mosha Lake were getting thicker and thicker, but it was not falling, and I was really worried that at a certain moment, the dark and gloomy zenith would suddenly fall a thunder mountain.

Inside the stone platform, everyone spent time in peace, recuperating and ready to enter the Magic Sand Lake at any time.

At noon on this day, the endless sound of thunder suddenly stopped, and the entire Mosha Lake fell into a deathly silence for a while.

Ji Lao stood up and led everyone out of the stone platform, in the vastness, the feet were yellow, the top of the head was black, and among the black and yellow, the green peaks arched, filled with a silent depression.

"It's time to start!" Ji Lao sighed.

The crowd held their breath.

"Look!" Ji Wushuang pointed his hand and suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked at it, and the magic sand lake, which looked like a copper realm, suddenly rippled, and the grains of floating sand jumped, raising the fine dust of a lake.

Immediately afterwards, the stone platform where everyone was located began to vibrate, gradually affecting the entire stone cliff, and in the Magic Sand Lake, there seemed to be a behemoth that was making trouble.

Yan Lingyun and the others felt unstable, and they fell one after another, and fixed the plate.

Look at the magic sand lake again, it is like a big oil pot, suddenly boiling, the yellow sand all over the lake, rolling silk, occasionally swinging a golden round sand ball, being thrown into the air, and silently falling back to the surging sand surface, without the slightest ripple.

A squeaky sound, from the inaudible at the beginning, gradually echoed in the magic sand lake like a muffled thunder, like a giant, stretching its muscles and bones. At the same time, the stone platform trembled more violently, and the remote towering cliffs were also rumbling.

"What's going on?" Ji Youcai exclaimed.

Ji Lao said calmly: "This is the rhizome of the blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon pulling the surrounding cliffs and lifting the torso."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked: the root system spanned the surface of the lake with a diameter of more than ten miles, spreading to the surrounding cliffs, how big is this 10,000-year-old dragon's blood?

Could it be that this magic sand lake is just a tree pit!

"It's out!" Ji Kun yelled.

Everyone saw that in the center of the vast lake, a yellow mountain bag was faintly raised, and the fine sand floated like a tide in the distance, pushing forward at a constant speed.

As a result, as the distance narrowed, the "mountain bag" became larger and larger, and it also towered higher and higher, gradually exceeding the height of the stone platform.

Everyone was stunned and shocked, and they couldn't even care about the shaking of the stone cliff, and they all had a feeling that they would be overwhelmed by the huge waves at any time.

A little green suddenly emerged from the spire, and the yellow sand around it, in the shape of a hemispherical shape, began to silently arc outward.

The green is expanding more and more, and the floating sand is flying, like an oasis breaking out of the desert, and there is a new green that catches the eye.

It was a canopy, unimaginably large, and when the yellow sand fell to the eye, it covered almost three-quarters of the entire Mosha Lake.

Yan Lingyun and the others stood on the stone platform, as if they could reach the edge of the canopy five or six hundred meters away with their hand, and then look at the spire, it was like a green peak, pushing into the clouds.

"Ten Thousand Years of Dragon's Blood!"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, only to find that the stone cliff had stopped shaking, and it was obvious that the behemoth in front of them had completely broken out of the lake.

Next, it's the Ascending Dragon Tribulation!

Ji Changqing glanced down at the Magic Sand Lake, which was a little dim under the canopy, and asked Ji Lao, "Do we go down now?"

Ji Lao put his hands behind his back, looked up at the canopy spire above that was almost rubbing the clouds, shook his head and said: "First look at it ascending to the dragon and crossing the tribulation, after the tribulation, there will be a process of silence, and then it will turn into a period of weakness, when it will control the body of the tree to sink back into the Magic Sand Lake, the time of your activities into the lake, is in the period of silence after its tribulation, almost all consciousness is lost, this is also the best time to obtain its dragon spirit, this time is over, whether it is successful or not, you have to leave the lake immediately, so before this, we have to look at its tribulation, to determine this time period. ”

When Yan Lingyun heard this, he couldn't help asking, "Elder Ji, what kind of existence is this 10,000-year-old dragon's blood?"

Ji Lao retracted his gaze, looked at him and said, "Heaven and earth are all spirits, nothing more than the four categories of humans, beasts, demons, and demons. Demon and beast, some cognitions unify the two, collectively called demon beasts, in fact, strictly speaking, they are separate, and the two form their own systems. Needless to say, this demon class, the form is strange, it can be a plant into a spirit, or a stubborn stone into a spirit, their common point, before the birth of the demon spirit, the body is stationary, its life activity state, we can hardly see with the naked eye.

This 10,000-year-old dragon's blood, the body is a tree, we can see it as a demon, but the dragon spirit it was born from is different from the demon spirit. The demon spirit is the spiritual light of chaos, and the demon spirit can continue to evolve its spirituality and strengthen its body by cultivating it; The blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon is the opposite, using the ontology to achieve the dragon spirit, and the dragon spirit ascends to the dragon to cross the calamity, breaks away from the ontology, and finally evolves into the heavenly dragon, and is classified as the peak group among the beasts. So, on the whole, it doesn't hurt to call the blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon a demon beast, but on a separate basis, it is a demon first and then a beast. ”

Yan Lingyun nodded, remembering some of the distinctions between demons and beasts. He is not as good as Ji Changqing and others, he has good conditions to accept the indoctrination of these so-called common sense, he can only rely on himself, so whenever he has the opportunity, he will enrich it.

Ji Wushuang suddenly patted him softly, pointed to the zenith and said, "The dragon has risen!"

Yan Lingyun looked up and saw a dazzling red light rising above the top of the tall tree, hovering endlessly below the gloomy clouds.

"This is the essence of the whole body of the blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon, which is wrapped in its gradually forming spiritual consciousness, and this whole is the dragon spirit you are about to capture!" Ji Lao explained.

Ji Youcai suddenly said: "Now if someone flies up and takes it, won't there be nothing wrong with us."

Ji Lao said: "As soon as this tree came out, I felt that my body was frozen, and it became no different from ordinary people, it was not so strong before, which shows that the abnormality of the Demon Sand Lake lies in the blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon itself, and at this moment, Xingjun can't fly up!"

Everyone was stunned.

Suddenly, the swirling red light shook suddenly, and the surrounding space suddenly rippled in circles visible to the naked eye, brushing through the clouds above.

Everyone saw with a suspicious illusion that the clouds above the red mangs were getting thicker and thicker, pulling the thunderclouds from all directions to throw, and gradually, there were lightning bolts, and then densely intertwined in the dark clouds that seemed to be dripping ink, and it made people tremble at a glance.

The red mangs suddenly broke through the clouds and pulled into a slender one, like a giant python, swaying at the end, and plunged into the dense power grid.

Thundered!

The thunder exploded, ten, hundred, thousand, all like one, and the thunderclouds were surging, and there was a feeling of shattering the void.

The lightning became more and more dense, blazing with ten thousand paths, turning the entire Demon Sand Lake into a miserable white.

Yan Lingyun and the others had never seen such a terrifying scene, and they were all stunned, only feeling deaf in both ears and blind in both eyes. The whole space suddenly seemed to be a big drum that was violently beaten, turbulent, and the drum beat was the thunder that could not distinguish the gaps and the number of superimposed thunder.

At this moment, everything outside the body seemed to have lost contact with everyone, and the ocean of thunder and lightning had overwhelmed everything.

I can't imagine what kind of situation the dragon spirit in the center of thunder and lightning is!

I don't know how long it took, the lightning and thunder gradually receded, and the Mosha Lake returned to calm.

Everyone looked up for the first time and looked at the low-hanging cloud curtain, and the sky was a little brighter.

With a long groan, it suddenly pierced the sky, with a hint of sadness, and then, from the gloomy clouds, a bleak figure fell, winding weakly, and fell straight into the canopy.

"What's the situation?" Ji Wushuang exclaimed.

Ji Lao sighed: "It seems that the tribulation has failed, but the spiritual sense has not been extinguished, and I don't know if it can be reborn, so this time period is not easy to grasp, but thinking about it, there should be enough time."

After a pause, he suddenly said: "I have said what I should say, and I have prepared what I should prepare, you can go down now, I wish you good luck!"

When everyone heard this, their faces turned solemn at the same time, and they drew their weapons or daggers, and fell from the side of the stone platform along the straight cliff wall to the lake.

Ji Lao looked at the figures of everyone gradually disappearing into the shadows, and muttered with his eyes a little red: "You have to come out alive!"