Doutian looks at the blood dragon. His mind can't be calm for a long time. He rubs his eyes and thinks he has a dream.

Blood dragon, it's the real dragon in legend. It's rare to see it for thousands of years, but now it's here.

However, doutian had a kind of fear of the blood dragon instinctively. The first thing he thought of was to leave immediately. The momentum of the blood dragon made him feel worshipped.

If his will is not strong enough, doutian will really kneel down.

To doutian's surprise, the blood dragon's brightness contained great vitality, but he didn't feel any fluctuation of life from the blood dragon.

"Dead?" Dou Tian's eyes are wide open, and his eyes are full of incredible colors.

That's a dragon. Who in the world can kill it? Even the Lord of Shura hall may not be his opponent. How can such a powerful blood dragon die here?

Dou Tian couldn't understand it. His mind was full of doubts and he wanted to find some answers from the Shura inheritance, but to his disappointment, the Shura inheritance only recorded the history of the blood Dragon Cave.

The blood Dragon Cave has not known how long it has existed, maybe thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years. Even if the Shura heritage does not record its specific appearance, this is enough to prove the ancient blood Dragon Cave.

Perhaps the blood dragon also appeared with the blood Dragon Cave. If so, the blood dragon will exist for endless years.

Dou Tian took a few deep breaths, calmed his mind, and looked at the blood dragon again.

Doutian must be afraid of a living dragon, but what about a dead dragon?

Of course, doutian's heart is still hard to calm down. The dead dragon is powerful. When it is alive, how magnificent is it?

"By the way, where are Xiaojin and Xiaoming?" Doutian glances around, suddenly remembers something, and looks around for Xiaojin.

This space is very large, and most of the place is occupied by the huge body of the blood dragon. Doutian's eyesight is also greatly hindered.

If other places, doutian can see it all at once, and soul power can easily cover such a large space.

But here, doutian doesn't dare to release his soul power easily. Even if the blood dragon is dead, doutian doesn't want to offend the blood dragon's body.

At the moment, doutian didn't think about who had heard the Dragon chant before.

"Master, there are many interruptions. I'll find a companion and leave immediately." Doutian approached the dragon and saluted the huge dragon head.

This respect comes from the heart, or a large part of it comes from the Chinese dragon in doutian's memory.

It's impossible to say you're not excited. Doutian never dreamed that he could see the legendary dragon.

"Master of Shura hall, don't be so polite."

Just as doutian turned around to look for Xiaojin and Xiaoming, a loud voice suddenly sounded in doutian's ear, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, shaking doutian's whole body.

Doutian seemed to see a ghost, and his body unconsciously stepped back several steps, almost fell to the ground.

"Who?" Doutian summoned up his courage and looked around, but he didn't find anyone.

Finally, his eyes fell on the corpse of the blood dragon. He had a ridiculous idea in his heart. Isn't the blood dragon dead? How can he talk?

But then again, didn't the last generation of Shura Temple master also die? Can't he still speak?

"But the elder is talking to me?" Doutian was a little surprised and excited. This is the legendary blood dragon. He was able to talk to the Dragon himself.

"Yes, it's me." Thick and vicissitudes of the voice sounded, but the blood dragon did not move, still lying there quietly, and then there was a voice: "close your eyes, mind follow me."

Doutian not only closed his eyes, but also closed his eyes. Although the blood dragon was dead, there was no need to waste so many hands and feet if he wanted to do harm to him.

It's just like the last generation of Shura Temple master's idea. How powerful he is. If you want to kill him, it's not just an idea.

The same is true of the blood dragon. Even doutian feels that the living blood dragon is more powerful than the previous generation of Shura Temple master. This huge body is the best proof.

When Dou Tian closed his eyes, for the sake of safety, Dou Tian's mind was divided into two parts, and then he felt a gentle force guiding his mind.

Doutian didn't resist either. Half of his mind slowly left his body with the guiding force, and instantly appeared in a bloody space. An old man in a bloody robe came over with a smile.

The old man in the red robe is about 50 or 60 years old. His forehead is spitting out, his eyes are hale and hearty, and he wears a golden hair crown, which exudes a strong momentum.

"The Lord of Shura hall is polite. It's in the lower emperor Cang." The old man in the blood robe saluted to doutian slightly. His majesty disappeared in an instant, just like an amiable old man.Dou Tian's heart was a little heavy. For some reason, the old man named Di Cang gave him a very dangerous feeling, but Dou Tian kept calm on the surface.

"In xiadoutian, I've met the elder." On the surface, the minimum respect for doutian still needs to be given. Looking at the emperor Cang, doutian said: "elder, you..."

"I should be dead, right?" Before doutian spoke, Emperor Cang interrupted doutian's words: "I'm really dead. It's just my memory."

"But it's not like Cannian." Dou Tian wondered that he had seen a lot of Cannian, but this emperor Cang didn't look like Cannian at all.

Although he was confused in his heart, he still couldn't say it, but he gave himself a wake-up call in his heart.

"I don't know why you called me here? If there's nothing important, I'll leave. " Dou Tian said that he always felt something was wrong.

"I asked you to come, of course." The emperor Cang Mou light some dodges, on the face also peeps out anxious color.

Although he has maintained a very good, but doutian's ability to observe words and colors is not built.

"Since the elder is not willing to say it, the younger generation will leave." Dou Tiangong arched his hand, turned around and was ready to leave.

"If you want to go, do you think you can still go when you come?" A cold voice rang out. Emperor Cang said that he would change his face when he changed his face. His figure flashed and he stepped back several feet in an instant.

In the place where he was standing, countless blood colored silk threads suddenly appeared, which formed a cage and trapped doutian in the center.

Dou Tian didn't expect that emperor Cang would change his face if he changed his face. He tried hard to get out of the cage of the bloody silk thread. His mind felt a tingling pain, and his body was suddenly blocked.

Doutian's face changed slightly, and he said angrily, "you old man really didn't have a good heart. Let me go, or I'll make your life worse than death!"