As soon as I stepped inside, I was enveloped in a vast black mist.

At the same time, the piranha pollen in the black mist also played a role, affecting the minds of those practitioners.

At this time, the few practitioners felt the fear and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The pollen of piranha has a strong paralyzing effect on the mind of practitioners.

Regardless of the level of the practitioner, as long as he is not specialized in cultivating the spiritual path, he will be affected in some way.

Under the influence of piranha pollen, those practitioners gradually lost themselves and became the puppets of piranha flowers, walking towards the bottom of the valley.

Seeing this, Luo Wushuang first stepped forward to stop them, and after searching for some storage items, he let them continue to the bottom of the valley.

He didn't care about the life and death of these practitioners.

There are a lot of good things in their storage containers.

Afterwards, Luo Wushuang continued to practice here.

I still practice the way of the sword and the way of the body, and I also spend one or two hours every day practicing the way of the soul.

The next day, while Luo Wushuang was practicing, he suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming.

"Roar!--"

A roar of a holy beast came, like rolling thunder, shaking Death Valley.

In the sky above Death Valley, a sacred beast, a blue-scaled roc, stood proudly, its wings spread out and covering thousands of miles.

Qinglinpeng and Kunpeng have some similarities.

At this moment, on Qinglinpeng's body, stood an old man with white beard and hair, standing with his hands behind his back, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

There are still more than a dozen practitioners staying here near Death Valley. After seeing the old man coming, their expressions couldn't help but change.

"Even the Great Sage Dongming is here. It seems that many practitioners already know about the dragon-eating thing."

"The Great Sage Dongming is extremely powerful, but if he wants to enter Death Valley, I'm afraid it's impossible."

…

The practitioners discussed it one after another.

The old man on the back of Qinglin Peng stared at Death Valley with a pair of sharp eyes, trying to see through it.

But no matter what methods he used, he could not see through Death Valley.

The black fog in Death Valley alone was not something he could see through, not to mention that Luo Wushuang had also deployed a machine formation here to block any means of detection.

"Eating Dragon! Get out!"

The old man yelled loudly at Death Valley.

The sound rolled, roaring like thunder, echoing below.

The air waves surged and the sound waves oscillated.

The practitioners below all looked pale and were shocked.

In Death Valley.

Luo Wushuang, who was practicing, also opened his eyes, opened his heavenly eyes, and saw the old man above Death Valley at a glance.

Bidige

"Lao Jiu, who is in the realm of the Great Sage, go play with him and bring me the green-scaled roc." Luo Wushuang licked his lips and ordered.

"Yes, Master!"

The Devouring Dragon responded and immediately flew out.

Luo Wushuang was watching the battle in Death Valley.

The reason why he asked the Devouring Dragon to bring the Green Scale Peng back was because he planned to give it a try and see what changes would happen to him after eating the Green Scale Peng's meat.

After all, this is a sacred beast and must be extraordinary.

"Roar!--"

The roar of the dragon suddenly echoed in the space, causing the space to tremble violently.

The sky cracked and the sky became dark.

The Devouring Dragon surged out of Death Valley and appeared in the sky above Death Valley.

It is surrounded by dazzling golden light, like gold poured, and it is extremely sacred.

The mighty dragon's might shook the heaven and earth, shrouding the surrounding area.

The surrounding space buzzed incessantly, with vicious cracks visible to the naked eye.

When the practitioners below saw this, they all felt as if they were being severely oppressed by a huge mountain. They had difficulty breathing and turned pale.

As for the green-scaled roc high in the sky, a look of fear suddenly appeared in its huge eyes, and it lowered its head, not daring to look at the Devouring Dragon.

"Hahaha!"

The Great Sage Dongming laughed a few times, his old eyes fixed on the Devouring Dragon, full of greed.

"I didn't expect that the Devouring Dragon would really appear in Death Valley. God is helping me. If the Devouring Dragon understands the signs, then follow me obediently and be my mount." The Great Sage Dongming shouted at the Devouring Dragon.

His words were extremely arrogant and domineering.

"You're not worthy yet." Shilong said in an understatement.

"Huh? It seems that you have to let me do it before you are willing to follow me!" The eyes of the Great Sage Dongming dimmed, and his body suddenly exuded a terrifying aura.


Chapter completed!