Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 604 Blood Suppression Prison Master
The old voice resounded, causing Fanzhuo Gelan's blood-red eyes to quietly show a trace of solemnity. Although they have no information about the master of the blood-suppressing prison, the blood-suppressing prison is used to detain the powerful people above the throne of the blood clan The human race prison in the city contains powerful energy that specifically restrains blood races, and the people who are qualified to guard here must be extraordinary, because some blood race veterans are even imprisoned in the blood suppression prison!
Although there is no information, Fanzhuo Gelan can understand that the blood-suppressing prison master must have a deep understanding of the blood race, and the method of restraint against the blood race on the battlefield must also be explored by the blood-suppressing prison master for many years. People, don't pay attention to it.

As the voice of the old man fell, the void in the golden magic circle was distorted. Gradually, an old man wearing a black Tang suit, hunched over, and with age spots on his face appeared. Coughing a few times, leaning on a crutch in his left hand, his slightly trembling body made him look like he was dying, as if he would die at any moment.

In this era, through the blessings of ancient and powerful figures from ancient times, the holy man has a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years, while the emperor has a lifespan of more than five thousand years, and the old man in front of him must have already stepped into the world with half a foot. coffin!

"You are the Lord of the Blood Suppressing Prison?" Fanzhuo Gelan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was slightly puzzled. How could such an important place as the Blood Suppressing Prison be guarded by such a dying person?

"Yeah, doesn't the old man look the same?" The old man glanced at Fanzhuo Gelan with his muddy eyes, and asked with a trembling tone.

Fanzhuo Gelan sneered: "I don't know how much strength you can have as a half-dead person who has entered the coffin with half a foot. Can you block the punch of the lord?"

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of this world. With the increase of age and the aging of the body, the strength will gradually weaken, because the body can no longer bear the huge energy in the body, and the current situation is like a man in his prime. There doesn't seem to be any comparison for a man to deal with an old man.

"Why, do you look down on the old man? When the old man was wandering around in this world, you little brat didn't know where you were!" The corner of the old man's mouth curled up into a faint smile, and he tapped his cane on the ground a few times, sending out a light smile. Light thud.

Hearing this, Fanzhuo Gelan's eyes narrowed slightly. The lifespan of the blood race and the demon race far exceeds that of the human race, and they are almost immortal. Unless they die in battle, no blood race or demon race can persevere. At least three reincarnations to the human race, and this is the reason why the blood race and the demon race are stronger than the human race. Because of the long life span, it means that there is a lot of room for improving strength, and the high-end combat power is simply not comparable to the human race.

But the old man in front of him said such words, that is to say, he was born at the end of ancient times, an old monster that existed across an era!

Although it does not mean that the longer you live, the stronger your strength, but in some respects, this old man is definitely much better than most people. It is even possible that this old man participated in the tragic battle at the end of ancient times, and most importantly, With his status and his understanding of the blood race, if he underestimated him, he might die a miserable death.

In a sudden thought, Fanzhuo Gelan's expression became more dignified, a gleam flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, he coughed violently, and the age spots on his face seemed to be more obvious: "Oh, not bad, not bad, junior, you are not bad what····"

"Being praised by the human race, the lord can't be happy at all!" Fanzhuo Gelan said coldly.

"It's just a little crazy..." The old man said the second half of the sentence, causing a murderous intent to flash in Fanzhuo Gelan's eyes: "Look at your posture, are you planning to give way?"

"What do you mean, the old man has been guarding Blood Town Prison for 800 years if not a thousand, and he is very familiar with every plant and tree here... and most importantly, the people you want to save are of great importance, old man... "Never take half a step back!" The moment the blood-suppressing prison master's voice fell, an aura of contempt for the world swept out from his thin and small body, and an amazing sense of oppression swept all directions, and the old man gradually straightened his body, even The age spots on his face seemed to have faded a lot, and a pair of cloudy eyes exuded a palpitating power, like an emperor aloft, overlooking all living beings!

Fan Zhuo Gelan and Nuo Le Feiguang were shocked by this aura of looking down on the world and took a few steps back. They looked at the blood-suppressing prison master who seemed to be a different person in an instant with shocking faces, and felt a surge of excitement in their hearts. Dreadful waves!
"How could this be, how could this old guy still have such tyrannical power..." Fanzhuo Gelan asked angrily in his heart. Behind her, a pair of eyes filled with disbelief.

Hey!
The roar of the dragon that resounded through the nine heavens spread from the body of the Prisoner of Blood Suppression, and a [-]-foot-long golden dragon filled with golden light rushed out of the Prisoner of Blood Suppression, roaming the nine heavens, exuding the radiance of the whole body overlooking all living beings. His majesty, inexplicably gave rise to a feeling of worship.

"Golden Holy Dragon Dragon Qi?!" Fanzhuo Gelan shouted, his tone filled with deep shock, and he stared at the Blood Suppressing Prisoner in disbelief: "You, you... are you Long Xiang from ancient times? People from the empire?!"

There seemed to be two little golden dragons constantly wandering in the eyes of the blood-suppressing prison master. There was a sense of majesty between his gazes, and his voice was no longer trembling, full of indescribable majesty: "This emperor, Long Xiang! The No.13 emperor of the empire, the dragon fights against the sky!"

"Gulong..." Fanzhuo Gelan and Nuole Feiguang swallowed involuntarily, and there seemed to be a strong fear in their eyes. What they were afraid of was not the strength of the blood-suppressing prison master. But his true identity!

The No.13 emperor of Longxiang Empire!

This mighty empire is full of legends and strengths, this country is so powerful that it can even compete with a blood clan and a clan with the power of one country, this empire is blessed with the dragon spirit of the legendary dragon clan's golden holy dragon!

The first empire of the human race throughout the ages!

From the day of its establishment, the Longxiang Empire has represented a legend. Its strength has continued to grow, and its territory has continued to expand. not bad!
This empire is different from other empires. There are three saints in this empire. Each saint has the power to surpass most saints because of their dragon spirit. Among them, the ninth emperor of Longxiang Empire Hao Yan even became the Pavilion Master of the East Holy Pavilion of the Holy League at that time, ranking at the top of the human race!

And the blood-suppressing prison master in front of them turned out to be the last emperor of the Longxiang Empire, how could it not cause them shock, the disaster that the Longxiang Empire brought to their blood clan at that time could not be easily forgotten!
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(To be continued)
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