Chapter 1119: Emperor Cang

The first one and nineteenth chapter Emperor Cang

Xiao Fan looked at the Blood Dragon, his mind couldn't be calm for a long time, he rubbed his eyes, thinking he had a dream.

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

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

However, Xiao Fan was instinctively afraid of the Blood God Dragon. The first thing he thought of was to leave immediately. The aura exuding from the Blood God Dragon gave him a feeling of worship.

If his will was not firm enough, Xiao Fanke would really kneel down.

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

"Dead?" Xiao Fan opened his eyes wide, with incredible colors in his eyes.

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

Xiao Fan couldn't understand, his mind was full of doubts, and he wanted to find some answers from the Asura inheritance, but to his disappointment, the Asura inheritance only roughly recorded the history of the Blood Dragon Cavern.

The blood dragon cave has not been known for how long it has existed. It may be thousands of years or tens of thousands of years. Even the Shura inheritance does not record what it actually appeared. This is enough to prove the age of the blood dragon cave.

Perhaps this blood **** dragon also appeared along with the blood dragon cave. If this is the case, the blood **** dragon has also existed for endless years.

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

A living dragon, Xiao Fan would definitely be afraid, but a dead dragon, what fear did Xiao Fan have?

Of course, Xiao Fan's heart is still difficult to calm. The dead Shenlong is so powerful. When it is alive, how glorious is it?

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

This space was very large, and most of the place was occupied by the huge body of the Blood God Dragon, Xiao Fan's vision was also greatly hindered.

If it were other places, Xiao Fan could see it all at a glance, and his spirit power could easily cover such a large space.

But here, Xiao Fan didn't dare to release his spirit 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 made the Long Yin he heard before.

"Senior, if I bother you a lot, I will find a companion and leave immediately." Xiao Fan approached the Blood Dragon and gave a slight salute to the huge dragon head.

This kind of respect comes from the bottom of my heart, or a large part of it comes from the Chinese Dragon from the depths of Xiao Fan's memory.

It is impossible to say that it is not excited. Xiao Fan in the previous life had never dreamed that he could see the legendary dragon.

"Hall Master Shura, 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 drum in the morning and evening, shaking Xiao Fan's whole body trembling.

Xiao Fan seemed to have seen a ghost, and he unconsciously stepped back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

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

In the end, his gaze fell on the blood dragon's corpse, and there was a ridiculous thought in his heart, isn't this blood dragon dead, how could he still speak?

But having said that, didn't the previous generation of Asura Palace Lord also died, can the Cannian he left behind still be able to speak?

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

"Yes, it's me." A deep and vicissitudes of voice sounded, but the Blood Dragon did not move. He still lay there quietly, and then another voice came: "Close your eyes, and your mind will follow me."

Xiao Fan didn't stop there, but he closed his eyes. Although the blood dragon was dead, there was no need to waste so many hands and feet if he wanted to disadvantage him.

Just like Can Nian of the previous generation of Asura Palace Master, how powerful is it, if you want to kill him, it is not just a matter of thought.

The same was true for the Blood Dragon, even Xiao Fan felt that the living Blood Dragon was stronger than the previous generation of Asura Palace Master, and this huge body was the best proof.

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

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

The old man in the scarlet robe was about 50 or 60 years old, his frontal bones spit out, his eyes were fierce, and he wore a golden hair crown on his head, exuding a powerful aura.

"Hall Master Shura is polite, under Emperor Cang." The blood-robed old man said slightly to Xiao Fan. The majesty disappeared instantly, 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.

"Under Xiao Fan, I have seen seniors." On the surface, the least respect for Xiao Fan is still to be given. Looking at Emperor 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 thoughts."

"But you don't look like Cannian." Xiao Fan was puzzled. He had seen a lot of Cannian, but Emperor Cang didn't look like Cannian at all.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he still wouldn't say anything, but he woke himself up.

"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 something was wrong.

"I'm calling you, of course something is going on." Di Cang's eyes dodge a little, his face still showing anxiety.

Although he has maintained it very well, Xiao Fan's ability to observe words and colors is not superficial.

"Since the senior is unwilling to say it, the junior has left." Xiao Fan arched his hands and turned around to leave.

"Want to go, do you think you can go if you come?" A cold voice sounded, and Di Cang said that when he changed his face, he changed his face. His figure flashed, and he backed away several feet in an instant.

And in the place where he was standing, countless blood-colored threads suddenly appeared. The blood-colored threads formed a cage, trapping Xiao Fan in the center.

Xiao Fan didn't expect that Di Cang would change his face when he said that he changed his face. He struggled to rush to the **** silky prison. A tingling pain came from his mind and his body was suddenly blocked back.

Xiao Fan's face changed slightly, and he said angrily: "You old thing is really uneasy, let me go, or I will let you die!"