Chapter 160: Entering the Dragon's Mouth by Mistake

Seeing that Deacon Feng was so shameless, at this time of life and death, he still couldn't let go of his personal grievances, the three-foot Qingfeng in Liu Suifeng's hand, shook in Liu Suifeng's hand, and the water around the sword body was rolled up, driving Deacon Feng's long sword, obliquely missing Liu Suifeng's arm.

Seeing that the blow could not be achieved, Deacon Feng's body shook for a moment, and then took a few steps forward towards Liu Suifeng, and was about to draw his sword again, but found that before he could stand firmly, he was shrouded in a sword shadow.

Although he was in the water, and the surrounding water caused a lot of pressure on the sword body and body, Liu Suifeng displayed the sword moves he learned outside the ancestral thatched house of the demon clan, and he still received a miraculous effect.

All of this happened between the lightning and flint, and at this moment, Liu Suifeng's blood finally fell on the diaphragm at the bottom of the Soul Snatching Stream.

Blood dripped onto the diaphragm, and the diaphragm began to melt.

In a few moments, the blood melted the diaphragm out of the crack.

The crack is getting bigger and bigger, and Deacon Feng and Liu Suifeng, who have not yet stood firmly, only feel a sudden bump, and they can't stand on their feet, they only feel slippery, and the river in the soul-snatching stream is also tumbling in an instant, as if it has been boiled, and the rolling waves are snow-white.

For a moment, due to the turbulence of the water, Liu Suifeng and Deacon Feng could not see anything.

Feeling that the tremor came from under his feet, Liu Suifeng looked down at his feet, and under this look, Liu Suifeng couldn't help but be stunned.

Liu Suifeng saw the smooth scales spreading all over his eyes, densely arranged on a body the size of a water tank, and the first thing Liu Suifeng thought of was a snake.

Such a big snake!

Liu Suifeng couldn't help but be frightened.

Without waiting for Liu Suifeng's surprise to disappear, Liu Suifeng saw that with the continuous wriggling of the scales, a huge dragon head came out, and the dragon's forehead had two pointed bones.

Liu Suifeng was frightened and quickly dodged into the distance, and he saw that the person who was devoured by the giant dragon was the same assessment disciple who was swept down the Soul Snatcher Stream by the huge waves.

At this time, Deacon Feng was obviously stunned by this inexplicable dragon, and when he saw that the assessment disciples were swallowed by the dragon, he was really cool and cool in his heart.

Deacon Wind was about to escape, but found that he seemed to be unable to move, the dragon opened its mouth, and the whale sucked water, and the water in all directions rushed towards the dragon's mouth.

On the bank of the Soul Reaver Stream, the waves that were originally turning the sky and the sea were now under the absorption of the dragon, descending sharply, and in the center of the Soul Reaver Stream, there was even a whirlpool.

The whirlpool is getting bigger and bigger, and the water in the Soul Retaining Stream is also spinning less and less, and it seems that it is about to bottom out.

Even if the water in the Soul Snatcher Stream decreases sharply, the assessment disciples on the banks of the Soul Snatcher Stream will not be able to see everything that is happening at the bottom of the Soul Snatcher Stream, because after the water in the Soul Snatcher Stream recedes, the situation in the Soul Snatcher Stream is not clear, but a thick fog that floats thinly in the Soul Snatcher Stream, blurring everyone's vision.

Zhou Liang saw that the water in the Soul Snatcher Stream was no longer overflowing, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off the colorful magic pen hanging in the void, and gasped for depression.

Looking at the assessment disciples around him, all of them had a look of horror written on their faces, if they knew that the assessment of the Soul Snatcher Stream was so difficult, I am afraid that no one among them would come to participate in the assessment of the Soul Snatcher Stream.

Thinking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed on Zhou Liang's face, as long as this group of people lived, then the reputation of the Heavenly Wolf Academy would probably be greatly affected.

Looking at the frightened assessment disciples on the case, Zhou Liang's face felt a trace of sadness for them, if he guessed correctly, these so-called Heavenly Wolf Academy assessment disciples, after witnessing the danger of the Soul Snatching Stream, I am afraid it will be difficult or difficult to get out of the Heavenly Wolf Academy.

In order to make a clear name for the Sky Wolf Academy, Zhou Liang knew that Feng Wuji would definitely be able to do it.

And at this moment, at the bottom of the Soul Snatcher Stream, Deacon Feng and Liu Suifeng only felt a tremble all over their bodies, and they were brought in by the whirling whirlpool.

Deacon Feng came first, Liu followed the wind, and the bodies of the two entered the body of the dragon one after the other.

Deacon Feng and Liu Suifeng, who were swept into the dragon's body by the surging water, were so rushed that they fell to the back, and as soon as they stood up, as soon as the two stood firmly, Deacon Feng looked at Deacon Feng with fierce eyes.

After Deacon Feng and Liu Suifeng were swallowed, Liu Suifeng's blood also fell deeper into the Soul Snatcher Stream, and disappeared after a while.

And the diaphragm melted by the blood of the willow with the wind, and it was like a scab on a wound, slowly healing, and finally it was as transparent as ever.

The river on the Soul Retainer Stream finally regained its calmness and flowed meekly, as if it were not the rough waves just now.

Deacon Feng took the long sword in his hand and looked at Liu Suifeng from afar, but found that Liu Suifeng didn't pay attention to him at all, but looked at Deacon Feng's back as if he was looking at a monster.

Seeing that Liu Suifeng's expression was abnormal, Deacon Feng couldn't help but wonder, and then turned around.

As soon as he turned around, Deacon Feng saw a scene that made him frightened, and he staggered back a few steps.

He saw that one of the dragon's stomach pouches was as thick as a bucket, but he didn't know how long, and what was happening in the stomach pouch at this moment, Deacon Feng swore that he would never see it again in his life.

There was a person wrapped in the stomach pouch, and it was the assessment disciple who had been sucked by the dragon.

At this moment, the clothes and hair of the assessment disciple had already been corroded by the dragon's gastric juice, and only a sleek body remained.

Even this body is difficult to preserve.

Deacon Feng and Liu Suifeng could see that under the intense corrosive pain of gastric juice, the assessment disciple was woken up by pain, and as soon as he woke up, he began to scream in pain.

The hands of the assessment disciples kept grasping the stomach wall of the dragon, but they found that what they could feel was just pieces of slippery, and they couldn't grasp the grip at all.

The eyes of the assessment disciple were wide-squinted, and they looked like they would not be blinded if they died, which made people feel cold and couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

The body of the assessment disciple finally did not resist the corrosion of the dragon's gastric juice, and slowly dissolved*, leaving only the bones, and in the end, there was not even a bit of bone residue left.

The struggles of the disciples in the initial period, and the whimper and complete corrosion in the final period, all fell into the eyes of Deacon Feng and Liu Suifeng.

The few times that Deacon Feng had just retreated had already made him almost stand against the willow and follow the wind.