It is rumored that the people of the Bloody Palace are the best at refining soul flags and blood beads, and what is needed to refine soul flags is to produce souls, and blood beads are condensed from the essence blood of living beings.

This thing is not only cruel when refining, but also extremely vicious once used, as long as a blood cloud is accidentally glued by this blood bead, the flesh and skin on the human body will immediately dissolve into a pool of blood, so not only Zhuang Lian, but even the white-eyed swordsman is like a great enemy when he sees this blood bead.

And above the surface of the lake, at this time, the blood cloud that was transformed by dozens of blood beads was heavily suppressed, and even the churning lake water seemed to feel this terrible bloody aura and became calm for a few minutes.

However, the silence of the lake is not really calm, but the reflection before the storm.

Just when everyone thought that the fierce beasts at the bottom of the lake were suppressed by this blood cloud and were about to evacuate, they only heard an earth-shattering noise, which seemed as if the entire Dongting Lake had been blown apart.

In the midst of the shaking of the mountains, a large black shadow slowly rose from the depths of the lake, and then broke through the surface of the lake and crashed into the blood cloud.

Wang Shen didn't know what came out of the lake, in the middle of the splash, he seemed to see a small mountain breaking out of the water from the bottom of the lake, and the blood cloud that everyone was afraid of seemed to be like paper paste in the blink of an eye, and was knocked away by this hill that was about thirty feet square.

The hill continued to rise after crashing through the blood cloud, but the black shadow still existed beneath the surface of the lake, as if it were endless, rising from the boundless abyss deep at the bottom of the lake.

When this black shadow rose into the air to about 100 zhang, the water splashed all around him, and everyone finally saw its appearance clearly.

"Ahh......h It's ......"

In the crowd, the youngest Zhang Jinyi was trembling all over, his clenched teeth could not say the last word, and the trick of controlling the soul-attracting lamp in his hand was completely out of shape.

Not only him, but Zhang Jinren, who was much older than him next to him, was also bloodless at the moment, but he insisted on the trick in his hand so that it would not be loose, but the green tendons on his hands were exposed, and it seemed that he was also under great pressure.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhi was dumbfounded, and almost all the Dao talismans he sacrificed were out of control, and they fell to the ground weakly, dim.

Not far away, the bloody palace lord Wu Jie had already secretly left when the blind old man left with the Disgusted Victory Palace, looking at Zhuang Lian who was here, his mouth was open, his eyes were round, as if he had seen a ghost.

Among the people on the shore, only the white-eyed swordsman was barely calm, and his first reaction was to grab Shen He behind him, and then retreat as fast as he could.

As for Wang Shen, he stood in place, if he hadn't grasped it tightly, the peach stick would have escaped from his hand.

The lake in the distance was still rumbling, and the cloud of blood, which had been menacing at first, was as fragile and ridiculous as a child's plaything in front of the black shadow.

It wasn't until the black shadow rose two hundred zhang from the surface of the lake, and the mountain-like head that appeared at the beginning was no longer visible in the night sky, that Wang Shen came back to his senses a little.

"Is this ...... Dragon?!"

Wang Shen's words shocked everyone around, but the word that the little Taoist priest Zhang Jinyi couldn't say for a long time was said by Wang Shen.

In fact, everyone saw the appearance of the dark shadow clearly, but no one dared to really believe what they were seeing.

It is rumored that during the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a great dragon in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and was later subdued by Sun Wu, a great military artist, and traveled around the mountains and rivers of the world, drawing a map of the distribution of demons in the world, and composing a strange book "Twelve Classics of Demon Governance" with the way of war.

This is the only legend about dragons that can be examined today, and as for the monster control strategy created by Sun Wu with great painstaking efforts, it has long been lost in thousands of years of turmoil in heaven and earth.

The reason why Wang Shen dared to say this word in person was not because he had far more courage than ordinary people, but because he had seen a hidden black Jiao in a lonely pool in the Qinling Mountains, which was a black Jiao nearly 100 zhang long, spread out like a dark cloud covering the sun.

However, in front of the black shadow in front of him, the black Jiao was like a small beast, with a mere body, and even half of the black shadow in front of him was far from it.

I don't know how long it took, but when the entire black shadow flew into the sky from Dongting Lake, Wang Shen finally saw the whole picture of the other party.

The five-hundred-zhang dragon, with horns, whiskers, scales and claws, was all over the Dongting Lake, like the majesty of ten thousand beasts, staring coldly at everything below.

Those scarlet dragon eyes became the brightest pair of red stars in the night sky, and the dragon's eyes opened and closed, and the thousands of stars behind him were dimmed. It's like the sea of red and blue stars that suddenly appeared between the emperors who looked down on all beings, brilliant and inviolable.

However, Wang Shen, who gradually came back to his senses, found that the moonlight and starlight in the night sky fell on this terrifying dragon, but it was directly penetrated, and he realized at this time that this ancient beast that escaped from the bottom of Dongting Lake was actually only a soul body, but no body.

But the soul body alone is so earth-shattering, ordinary people look up and are afraid that they are already paralyzed to the ground, especially under the gaze of that pair of dragon eyes, there are less than five people who can still stand straight on the shore.

Since ancient times, demon beasts have the ability to devour souls, and living creatures will be naturally afraid when they see them, not to mention such a towering dragon.

Wang Shen really couldn't imagine why such a big dragon was suppressed at the bottom of this 800-mile Dongting Lake, and he was even more curious about what kind of character had such great power? Could it really be the handiwork of immortals in ancient times?

This time, he really knew the power of this Mo family's Disgusting Palace, it was only a four-story wooden hall that could suppress such a terrifying dragon at the bottom of Dongting Lake and couldn't get out, if it was really as Shen He said, there was a six-layer Disgusting Palace, I am afraid it would not be difficult to kill the heavenly immortals......

"Poof!"

Finally, the stone standing next to Wang Shen couldn't withstand the coercion from Da Long's body, and his legs fell to the ground as soon as he bent them. After all, the stone is not like Wang Shen who has seen countless demon beasts, and the deep fear that comes from the depths of the soul is really not something that ordinary people can adapt to.

And at this moment, the big dragon in the air slowly opened its mouth.

Then I saw the dragon head leaning down slightly and sucking lightly below.

The water of the eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake suddenly churned, condensing into an inverted water vortex and roaring towards the mouth of the great dragon.

Wang Shen on the shore was stunned, in front of him, countless fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs were struggling in horror in the whirlpool, but they couldn't escape the absorption power of the big dragon in the air at all.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhichu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his body involuntarily took several steps back.

Just when Wang Shen thought that the big dragon in the air was about to swallow the water of Dongting Lake in one gulp, a misty light suddenly appeared in the distant night sky.

The light went from dark to bright, like a hole torn open in the night, revealing the light of the sky shining in from outside. Moreover, the hole is torn wider and wider, and if you look closely, the sky still seems to form a deliberately strange pattern.

Wang Shen looked up, obviously saw that the pattern in the sky was clearly visible, but he could not remember the appearance of this pattern, every time he wanted to distinguish the stroke in the pattern, there would be a buzzing sound in his mind, so that he could not condense his mental strength at all.

The light of the sky exposed on the pattern fell on the dragon's body, like the imprint of a bone-eating ecstasy, which made the dragon roar and roar again and again, and the huge dragon body seemed to be unable to resist the light of the sky, constantly struggling and curling.

The lake water, which had lost the power of the great dragon's absorption, fell back into Dongting Lake, and all the spirits in the water who had escaped for their lives scrambled to dive to the deepest part of the lake, trying to escape from this uncontrollable and tragic fate.