Chapter 1125: Dragon Blood*

The first one and two five chapters of the blood of the dragon
The hidden sword is dead, why are you not dead?
Si Kongyu's cold words echoed in the ears of several people, and several people in Luo Yuluo shivered, knelt on the ground with a thud, their foreheads pressed against the ground, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads.
"Master, we really deserve to die. If it weren't for Senior Brother Gao Fengliangjie, we saved us at the most critical time, otherwise we won't see Master now! Our life was saved by Senior Brother!" Luo Yuluo said quickly.
"My lord, before his death, Master Sagong let us tell you who killed him, so as to protect us from leaving. My lord, Master Sagong died so miserably. You must avenge him. You can't let Master Sagong die in vain. "Zhan Baiyang yelled heartbreakingly, sobbing in his voice.
Zhan Yuyan remained silent, and also knelt on the ground with his head lowered, and was shocked by the shamelessness of Luo Yuluo and Zhan Baiyang.
Luo Yuluo had never intended to save Sikong Yu, but now he said that Sagong Hidden Sword saved them, and he was full of gratitude to Sikong Hidden Sword.
I have to say that this trick is very effective, and the terrible aura slowly fades.
"Master, brother was killed by Xiao Fan. Before he died, he was tortured by Xiao Fan. In the end he was trampled to death by Xiao Fan. Unfortunately, my strength is not as good as Senior Brother. Senior Brother asked me to tell Master that I must Kill Xiao Fan and avenge him!"
Luo Yuluo could feel the killing intent on Si Kongyu's body slowly diminishing, and hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot. If he couldn't convince Sikongyu now, they would definitely not be able to leave the Asura Secret Realm alive.
Sikong Yu frowned. He had long known that Xiao Fan had killed his son Sikong Zangjian, and he had fought against Xiao Fan.
It's just that someone secretly protected Xiao Fan, he failed to kill Xiao Fan, and in the end Xiao Fan didn't kill him, he almost stayed there himself, and also lost the Void Ancient Mirror.
The most depressing thing for Sikong Yu now was not the death of Sikong's hidden sword, but the loss of the ancient void mirror. If he returned to the Temple of War and did not bring back the ancient mirror, the Lord of the Temple of War would definitely not let him go.
"Xiao Fan, this seat is fixed." Sikong Yu said coldly, his icy eyes scanned Luo Yuluo's trio, and said: "Since the hidden sword saved you, this seat can spare you not to die, but, You have to do something for this seat."
"Swords and flames, I will die without hesitation!" Luo Yuluo said without hesitation, and Zhan Baiyang and Zhan Swift also nodded. Now is not the time to resist Si Kongyu.
With their strength, even if the three of them add up, they cannot be Sikong Yu's opponent.
"It's not that serious, let me leave here with my seat first." Si Kongyu squinted his eyes, looked up at the end of the sky, his eyes were filled with fear and coldness.
Immediately afterwards, Si Kongyu waved his detective hand, and the four of them suddenly disappeared in place, as if they had never appeared before.
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Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it had passed. The narrow canyon of the Blood Dragon Cave, Fu Yixiao led countless bone-eating insects to guard the opposite side, waiting for Xiao Fan to appear.
The other exits of the Blood Dragon Cave had long been closed by him, and this was the only way to leave the Blood Dragon Cave.
"Half a year has passed, that kid won't be slaughtered by that old thing, right." Fu Yi smiled pacing along the cliff, muttering to himself.
It looked very funny, wrapped in a black robe, it was obviously a bug, but it looked like a person.
I have to say that his patience is not so good. He has been guarding here for half a year, but it is a pity that Xiao Fan still did not appear.
"No, even if the old thing wants to kill him, his body-born soul won't be willing. This is a good opportunity for him to get out of here, and the old thing doesn't have much time left.
At that time, even if I can't get my own crystal of divine power, I can refine the flesh of the old thing. After all, the flesh of the old thing is very well preserved. "Fu Yixiao murmured to himself.
Every time he thinks that he can return to the top, Fu Yixiao is very excited. At this moment, he has been waiting for decades.
"Ang~"
Suddenly, a stunned dragon chant came from the opposite passage, and the terrifying sound waves surged and turned into real light waves.
"Rewind!" Fu Yixiao's expression changed greatly, and he shouted, rushing towards the rear passage quickly.
In the canyon below, golden magma boiled, constantly beating against the cliff, the earth and rocks rolled down, splashing huge waves of magma several feet high.
Pieces of bone-eating insects were killed by the sound wave, and the sound of explosion sounded from time to time, and corrosive liquid was all over the cliff wall.
Seeing this scene, Fu Yixiao's heart was dripping blood, and the bone-eating worms guarding here were all above the eighth level, and there were even many ninth-level ones that were instantly smashed by the sound!
In the space where the blood dragon was, the huge blood dragon slowly became shriveled, and its blood was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just now it was the howl of the blood dragon, killing Fu Yixiao and was caught off guard.
At this moment, in the Asura Hall, Xiao Fan made a sound of dragon chants inside his body, and his whole body was glowing with golden blood. From a distance, Xiao Fan looked like a blood dragon lying on his body.
The blood in his body boiled endlessly, and after a long time he calmed down. Xiao Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and two divine lights burst into his eyes.
A closer look revealed that in Xiao Fan's pupils, there were two scarlet dragons wandering.
"What a domineering Shenlong bloodline, how can I feel that it is not weaker than the Shura bloodline?" Xiao Fan felt his own changes in surprise, unable to calm down for a long time.
The process of refining the essence and blood of the dragon was very long, and Xiao Fan also suffered unimaginable pain.
However, the benefits he received are undoubtedly huge. He just broke through the early stage of the battle, his cultivation has been completely stabilized, and only by continuing to comprehend the power of the domain can he break through the middle stage of the battle.
At this moment, Xiao Fan felt that his physical body was extremely strong, even the 9th-Rank Soul Soldier, he could shake it hard with his bare hands, or even shred it.
At the same time, Xiao Fan's soul has also strengthened a lot, at least facing Fu Yixiao, Xiao Fan already has full confidence.
Of course, these are nothing. The biggest advantage is that Xiao Fan has awakened a new kind of bloodline power, that is, the bloodline of Shenlong, which is very arrogant.
Although Xiao Fan hadn't been able to detect his specific abilities, he was definitely not much weaker than Shura's bloodline.
"I don't know how long it has been, Dragon Dance and Mad Wolf probably can't wait." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and stood up, pushed open the hall door and walked out.
He found that Dragon Dance and Crazy Wolf were all waiting outside the main hall, and it was obvious that the movement caused by him just now attracted them.
"My son, you finally came out." Mad Wolf spoke first.
"Break through the Battle Saint Realm?" Xiao Fan looked at the mad wolf in surprise, and then glanced at the others, only to find that everyone present had broken through to the Battle Saint Realm.
Is it so easy to break through the battle sacred realm?
"My son, half a year has passed. If we don't break through, then we will hold you back." Yingfeng laughed.
"Has the past half a year been?" Xiao Fan exclaimed, his eyes full of incredible colors, "I thought it had been at most a few days, but half a year had passed?"
This time was beyond his expectation, and he understood the meaning of the phrase that there is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the world has been thousands of years old.
Breaking through the battle sacred realm, sometimes a retreat lasts for several years, which is not what he could imagine before.
Xiao Fan calmed down his thoughts and took a deep breath: "It's been almost nine months since I came to the Sea of ​​Riot, and it's almost time to leave."