What is more attractive in the real world than a dragon, as long as the dragon comes out, the eyes of the whole China and even the whole world will look over, and when the time comes, it is not easy to build tourism and lead the villagers on the road to prosperity?

Thinking of this, Liang Zicheng immediately went to the deacon to sign up, and the deacon looked at Liang Zicheng for a while and hesitated before saying, "Senior brother, you are going to participate in the life and death trial this year, and you should do penance in the cave mansion?"

"Lord Deacon, I need to hone myself in practice now."

"Alright then, you take this". The deacon handed over a token and said, "Meet at the mountain gate at noon."

"Thank you, Lord Deacon." Liang Zicheng immediately walked out.

At noon, in front of the mountain gate of the sect, more than fifty senior brothers and brothers who practiced qi at the fifth level or more gathered in front of the sect, and the leader was a master named Guo Shijian, who practiced qi at the eighth level.

Liang Zicheng seemed to have seen him on the outer gate ranking of the nine-story demon tower, but he didn't expect that he had already practiced the eighth layer of qi after not seeing him for a few years.

"Hey, Senior Brother Liang, you also want to join the Tujiao team?" Guo Shijian's face was full of surprise.

"Yes, I want to hone myself in actual combat." Liang Zicheng hurriedly replied, and then handed him the token.

"Good". Guo Shijian nodded, and then said to the rest of the people: "Since the people have arrived, let's go." After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the distance.

At this time, I suddenly felt like a man's back. It seemed like a pair of eyes were staring at him. Like a viper. Liang Zicheng hurriedly turned around. He saw an old man at the fifth level of Qi cultivation staring at him fiercely. Liang Zicheng doesn't seem to have seen him, how can there be such a big hatred?

Liang Zicheng didn't think too much about it, and followed the team to the Grand Canyon in the foreground. After arriving at a place in the canyon, Guo Shijian asked everyone to rest for one night, and went to Hantan to kill Jiaolong tomorrow morning.

The night passed quickly, and the next day dawned.

Many monks left the cave where they were hiding, and under the leadership of Guo Shijian, they rushed towards Hantan, and they flew along the stream. After a while, I passed a bend in a stream in front of me, and below the bend was a deep-water cold pool hundreds of zhang wide, braving the cold air, and the bottom was not visible.

Around Hantan, there is a sandy tidal flat. There were many corpses of Heavenly Sword Sect monks on the edge of the cold pool.

Guo Shijian led everyone to stop not far from the cold pool, and after Guo Shijian discussed with several high-ranking monks for a while, some monks immediately used thaumaturgy to find out the dragon in the cold pool. But after a long time, Hantan was still calm.

"Don't worry, I'll go down and have a look." A big man immediately jumped off the cold pool, and then he jumped out quickly, shivering on the side, not daring to go any further, causing a burst of laughter and ridicule from the monks next to him.

After many monks tried many methods, they didn't see the dragon come out, and one monk immediately said, "Is the dragon already gone?"

"No way, I saw it yesterday, probably knowing how many of us are afraid to come out."

"Otherwise, we will dig this cold pool, as long as the water is dry, we are afraid that we will not be able to find the dragon." A black-clothed disciple said.

"Yes, there are more than fifty of us, and it won't take long to dry up this cold pool, are you still afraid that the dragon won't come out when the time comes."

The next moment, Guo Shi Jianjian led a large number of monks and began to dig the cold pool.

More than two hours later, Hantan has been "dug" dozens of feet deep, braving the slightest chill. The water in the pool is frozen and more ice blocks are constantly being pulled away. This cold pool is several acres in circumference, and it is bottomless.

More than an hour later, a dragon groan suddenly came out from the bottom of the pool, and then a black dragon rushed out of the cold pool, instantly killing a monk who practiced the fifth level of qi and fell back into the cold pool.

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"It's a dragon, let's work hard." All of a sudden, a large number of monks left and continued to dig, ignoring the brother who had just died.

Roar!

The thick and powerful black dragon tail emerged from under the cold pool like lightning and slapped on the edge of the cold pool. In an instant, several monks who were not in a hurry to dodge lost their lives.

"Everyone be careful, be careful of the sneak attack of the dragon while digging." Guo Shijian shouted loudly.

Jiaolong is in the level of demon beasts, it is a very high-level demon beast, according to the records of the demon beast full explanation, Jiaolong has innate strength from birth, and after adulthood, it has the strength of Jindan, and Jiaolong, who has practiced for hundreds of years, surpasses Jindan, so Jiaolong is a very powerful demon beast. However, this Jiaolong only has the strength of the late stage of Qi cultivation, and may only practice for decades.

"It's almost the end. Let's dig down. Dig up the dragon's lair. Look where it's hiding!"

A day later, a monk dug into the mud at the bottom of the pool. The monks suddenly became excited.

But they didn't have time to get excited.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar of rage, like a beating war drum, echoed between the Grand Canyon in the foreground.

And at the same time, in the cold pool, a huge demon beast appeared on the cold pool, Liang Zicheng looked up, good guy, a huge head is getting higher and higher, directly ten meters up, and this is just a part of the demon beast.

I saw this black dragon, about seven or eight zhang long, its body was like a snake, covered with black scales the size of a palm, and its head was similar to a dragon.

However, there are no dragon's horns, and every move exudes a noble and majestic temperament. Compared with the dragon in Chinese mythology, except for the lack of horns, everything else is similar.

The dragon was also very angry and looked at the group of ants in front of him, and his huge eyes showed anger. If he hadn't been about to build a foundation, he would have killed all the ants in front of him.

The dragon roared angrily, and suddenly a column of water erupted from its mouth, and the energy contained in this water column was amazing, killing several monks in front of it who had no time to escape in an instant.

More than a dozen monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation were greatly excited, and they each cast various spells, ignoring that there were still people under the pool, and they bombarded the dragon at the bottom of the pool.

The dragon's scale armor defense was surprisingly strong, and fireballs, water arrows, and wind blades smashed on it, and they didn't even make a seal. It flew into the air, spitting a jet of water from its mouth. As long as you are hit by this water jet, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

Many middle-level monks reacted, and they dodged the dragon's water column one after another, and the task of attacking was handed over to the lower-level monks.

Kill!"

There was a fierce look in the eyes of the high-ranking monks. Man dies for money, and birds die for food. In order to build a foundation, he sacrificed a spell and bombarded the dragon again.

Jiaolong disdained spells, and only when the flying sword flew in, did he carefully dodge.

Liang Zicheng also followed a group of fifth-level Qi cultivators to dodge, and now Jiaolong is still alive and well, but it is not a good time to make a move.

"Everyone, hurry up and attack with spells, Jiaolong is not immune to spells, but it has a shield. As long as everyone attacks with spells, the dragon's shield can be broken." Guo Shijian shouted loudly.

When many monks heard this, they released their spells one after another and smashed them into the dragon.

An hour later, Jiaolong stopped ignoring the monks' spells, and was very embarrassed to avoid the spells of many monks, and there were more and more wounds on his body.

"Let's work hard, Jiaolong is dying." One of the monks laughed loudly, but before he could finish laughing, a huge tail in the sky smashed him into a meatloaf.

Jiaolong also sensed his crisis at this time, and immediately ran towards the distant river, as long as he reached the water, his combat power could be increased by five layers.

"Chase, don't let him go into the water". After Guo Shijian finished shouting, he immediately chased Jiaolong with a flying sword, and the other high-level monks hurriedly chased after him.

Those monks who couldn't fly with their swords immediately followed their figures and ran on the ground, and Liang Zicheng slowly followed behind many monks.

Just when Liang Zicheng suddenly felt a strong sound of breaking the air, it instantly hit Liang Zicheng's back, sending him flying a few meters away, if he hadn't been wearing treasure armor and cultivating King Kong, he might have been seriously injured by now.

Liang Zicheng immediately turned around to look, only to see the old man who was looking at him with hatred in front of the mountain gate.

"Who are you?

"Hehe, the kid who practiced the fifth layer of qi, do you still remember the senior brother Song who was killed in the cave sky?" the old man said with a smile.

Liang Zicheng instantly remembered that this old man had met in Dongtian, and he robbed Liang Zicheng at that time, but he killed one person and escaped, this old man was one of those small sect figures, but I don't know when he joined the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Hehe, this year I killed an outer disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and mixed into the Heavenly Sword Sect wearing his clothes and tokens, God is pitiful, let me be able to slash you and avenge my nephew." The old man laughed.

As soon as he finished laughing, he felt a sword light flying quickly, and the old man was pierced through his chest by the flying sword without any reaction.

The old man looked at the wound on his chest and said with an incredulous expression: "You are a monk of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation."

"Now I know, it's late". Liang Zicheng controlled the flying sword again and killed the old man who was still stunned.

After taking down the storage bag on the old man's body, Liang Zicheng quickly chased in the direction where Jiaolong had fled.

Soon Liang Zicheng came to a lake, and more than thirty monks were frantically releasing spells on Jiaolong, who was now covered with wounds all over his body. It was as if he could die at any moment. At this time, Jiaolong suddenly turned around and took a big bite at Liang Zicheng.

Liang Zicheng didn't wait for him to bite, he turned over and flew behind Jiaolong, and Jiaolong immediately turned back, but Liang Zicheng had already fallen on its back, and his hands immediately grabbed Jiaolong's body, the dragon's body was extremely hard, and even steel could not be compared, but he still grabbed Jiaolong's back.

Jiaolong is naturally crazy to writhe, but Liang Zicheng just can't get it down, because Liang Zicheng's position is behind its big head, so it can't attack at all, Jiaolong broke free several times to no avail, and finally suddenly got angry and suddenly drilled under the water, it wanted the water to force Liang Zicheng out.