Chapter 1119 Emperor Cang

Chapter 1119 Emperor Cang

Xiao Fan looked at the Blood God Dragon and couldn't calm down for a long time. He rubbed his eyes and thought he had a dream.

The blood dragon, that is the real dragon in the legend, it is rare to see it for tens of thousands of years, but now it is seen here.

In Xiao Fan's mind, he recalled the Huaxia dragon that he had seen in the painting in his previous life. Although the blood dragon was much larger in size, it looked the same overall.

However, Xiao Fan was instinctively afraid of the Blood God Dragon, and the first thing he thought of was to leave immediately. The aura radiating from the Blood God Dragon made him feel like worshiping him.

If it wasn't for his strong will, Xiao Fan would really have knelt down.

What surprised Xiao Fan was that the blood dragon's body clearly contained a majestic vitality, but he didn't feel any life fluctuations from the blood dragon.

"Dead?" Xiao Fan opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

That is a divine dragon, who in this world can kill it, even the Lord of the Asura Hall may not be his opponent, right? How could such a powerful blood divine dragon die here?

Xiao Fan couldn't figure it out. His mind was full of doubts, and he wanted to find some answers from the Shura inheritance, but he was disappointed that the history of the Blood Dragon Cave was only roughly recorded in the Shura inheritance.

The Blood Dragon Cave has existed for an unknown number of years, maybe thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years, and even the Shura inheritance did not record the exact origin of it, which is enough to prove the blood dragon cave's ancient age.

Perhaps this blood god dragon also appeared together with the blood dragon cave. If this is the case, then the blood god dragon has existed for endless years.

Xiao Fan took a few deep breaths, calmed down his thoughts, and looked at the Blood Dragon again.

Xiao Fan would definitely be afraid of a living dragon, but why would Xiao Fan be afraid of a dead dragon?

Of course, Xiao Fan's heart is still difficult to calm down. A dead dragon is mighty, but when it is alive, how magnificent is it?

"By the way, where are Xiao Jin and Xiao Ming?" Xiao Fan looked around, suddenly remembered something, and looked around for Xiao Jin and the others.

This space is huge, and most of it is occupied by the blood dragon's huge body, Xiao Fan's vision is also greatly hindered.

If it was any other place, Xiao Fan could see it all at a glance, and his soul power could easily cover such a large space.

But here, Xiao Fan didn't dare to release his soul power easily, even if the blood dragon was dead, Xiao Fan didn't want to offend the blood dragon's body.

At this moment, Xiao Fan didn't even think about who uttered the dragon chant that he heard before.

"Senior, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll leave as soon as I find my companion." Xiao Fan approached the Blood God Dragon and gave a slight salute to the huge dragon head.

This kind of respect comes from the bottom of his heart, or a large part of it comes from the Chinese dragon deep in Xiao Fan's memory.

It's impossible not to be excited, Xiao Fan in his previous life never dreamed that he could see the legendary dragon.

"Hall Master Shura, you don't have to be so polite."

Just when Xiao Fan turned around to look for Xiao Jin and Xiao Ming, suddenly a loud voice rang in Xiao Fan's ears, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, shaking Xiao Fan's whole body.

Xiao Fan seemed to have seen a ghost, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps, almost falling to the ground.

"Who?" Xiao Fan plucked up his courage and looked around, but found no one.

In the end, his eyes fell on the blood dragon's body, and he had a ridiculous idea in his heart, isn't the blood dragon dead, how can he still talk?

But having said that, didn't the previous generation of Asura Palace Master also die, wouldn't the remnants he left behind still be able to speak?

"But senior is talking to me?" Xiao Fan was a little surprised, but also a little excited. This is the legendary blood dragon, and he was able to talk to the dragon.

"That's right, it's me." A deep and vicissitudes of voice sounded, but the blood dragon did not make any movement, still lying there quietly, and then another voice came: "Close your eyes and follow me with your mind."

Xiao Fan didn't stop there, but he still closed his eyes. Although the blood dragon is dead, if he wants to harm him, there is no need to use so many hands and feet.

Just like the Cannian of the previous generation of Lord Shura, how powerful and powerful, if you want to kill him, it is not just a matter of thought.

The same is true for the Blood God Dragon, even Xiao Fan feels that the living Blood God Dragon is stronger than the previous generation of Lord Shura, and this huge body is the best proof.

The moment Xiao Fan closed his eyes, for the sake of safety, Xiao Fan's mind was divided into two, and then he felt a gentle force guiding his mind.

Xiao Fan didn't resist either, half of his mind slowly left his body with the guiding force, and instantly appeared in a blood-colored space. An old man in a blood-colored robe walked over with a smile.

The old man in the blood-colored robe looked about fifty or sixty years old, with prominent frontal bones, hale eyes, and a golden hair crown on his head, exuding a powerful aura.

"Hall Master Shura is polite, I'm next to Di Cang." The blood-robed old man bowed slightly to Xiao Fan, the majesty instantly dissipated without a trace, just like an amiable old man.

Xiao Fan's heart sank slightly, for some reason, this old man named Di Cang gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, but Xiao Fan remained calm on the surface.

"I'm Xiao Fan, I've met seniors." On the surface, Xiao Fan still has to give the minimum respect, looking at Di Cang, Xiao Fan said again: "Senior, you..."

"I should be dead, right?" Before Xiao Fan could speak, Di Cang interrupted Xiao Fan's words: "I am indeed dead, this is just my remnant."

"But you don't look like Cannian either." Xiao Fan wondered, he had seen a lot of Cannian, but Di Cang didn't look like Cannian at all.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he would never say it, but he reminded himself in his heart.

"I don't know why the senior called me here? If there is nothing important, then I will leave." Xiao Fan said, he always felt that something was wrong.

"I asked you to come, of course there is something to do." Di Cang's eyes dodged a little, and there was still a look of anxiety on his face.

Although he has maintained very well, Xiao Fan's ability to observe words and emotions is not covered.

"Since senior doesn't want to say anything, this junior will leave." Xiao Fan cupped his hands, turned around and was about to leave.

"I want to leave, do you think I can still leave now that I'm here?" A cold voice sounded, and Di Cang changed his face as soon as he said it.

Where he was originally standing, countless bloody silk threads suddenly appeared, forming a cage, trapping Xiao Fan in the center.

Xiao Fan didn't expect Di Cang to change his face as soon as he said it. He tried his best to rush out of the blood-colored silk cage, but a stabbing pain came from his mind, and his body was suddenly blocked back.

Xiao Fan's face changed slightly, and he said angrily: "You old bastard really has no good intentions, let me go, or I will make your life worse than death!"