Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

Ye Fan's vision was instantly filled with gold, and countless unfamiliar images were forced into his mind: the bloody sacrifice in front of the Xianyang Palace, the piles of bones under the foundation of the Great Wall, the Confucian scholars struggling in the book burning pit...

These images are all viewed through the same pair of eyes—Diyi’s eyes.

"Dragon Lord's spiritual pollution!"

Zhang Qingwei's peach wood sword pierced Ye Fan's shoulder, and the severe pain made him wake up.

The old Taoist's face was covered in blood, and he had obviously experienced the same shock. "He is using his memory to attack us!"

Ye Fan wiped the blood from his nose, and the eternal power condensed into a golden spear in his palm.

Only then did he notice that there was a huge Bagua formation diagram engraved on the ice at the bottom of the well, and Di Yi was locked at the center of the formation.

Eight bronze pillars stand outside the formation, and on each pillar is nailed a dried corpse dressed in Qin Dynasty clothing - judging from the decorations, they are all people who held high positions in the country at that time.

"Use ministers to suppress the king, and use men to kill the gods."

Zhang Qingwei noticed Ye Fan's gaze, "This was General Bai Qi's idea back then. Using Emperor Yi's closest ministers as a sealing medium to satirize his rule."

Di Yi's dragon tail suddenly swept across the ice.

The entire Dragon Locking Well shook violently, and more black ice fell from the top. Ye Fan jumped to avoid a car-sized block of ice and saw the truth beneath the ice -

The so-called bottom of the well is actually the shape of an inverted crater, and the location where Di Yi was locked is exactly in the center of the "volcano".

The gray-white mist that continuously gushed out was the corrupt power seeping from the gaps between the dragon scales.

Feeling the arrival of the three emperors, Emperor Yi hesitated for a moment, and then a deep dragon roar came from his throat.

Following his roar, the mummies nailed to the copper pillars opened their eyes one after another, and a grayish-white light shone in their empty eye sockets...

Chapter 185 Qin Dynasty Corpse

The rust on the bronze pillars peeled off, and the Qin Dynasty mummies nailed to the pillars suddenly opened their eyes.

Grayish-white ghostly fire burned in the empty eye sockets, and the rotten court robes broke into pieces as the bones stretched, revealing the pale skeleton underneath.

The bone joints at the shoulder blades suddenly split open, and two curved bone wings suddenly shot out. The wing membranes were covered with dark purple blood vessels, entwining the dry bones like a spider web.

Their fingers were twisted at strange angles, their nails suddenly grew three inches long, and their inky black claws flickered with a faint light, easily leaving marks on even black ice.

The spine seemed to be stretched by an invisible hand, and a bony tail with barbs extended from the coccyx, making a harsh scraping sound on the ice, and each barb was stained with dark brown blood.

"This is a high-level Deadpool."

Ye Fan stared at the movements of the monsters, his golden pupils alternating between light and dark.

Most ordinary Deadpools are alienated dragon-like creatures who have used too much bloodline refining technology, causing their dragon consciousness to surpass human consciousness.

Such a Deadpool has no intelligence at all, only the instinct to kill. Although his body can survive forever without suffering serious damage, he cannot be called a "living thing" at all.

This kind of Deadpool is also the lowest level, and his combat power is even weaker than when he was alive. Because he has no intelligence, he cannot use the power of words. If he encounters a hybrid of the same level, he will be slaughtered.

But some Deadpools are exceptions. Some may be in special circumstances, while others may have their own dragon characteristics increasing over a long period of time.

The most that an ordinary Deadpool would have is sharp nails, bent bones, and some bone spurs and dragon scales growing on his body.

But those special ones are different. They have begun to get infinitely close to dragons, although their body shapes cannot reach the perfection of the second-generation or first-generation species.

But at least they can be compared with the third and fourth generation species. They have everything that these dragons with shallow bloodlines have in their flesh!

The only difference is that there is no word spirit.

And these Deadpools now are those special Deadpools, who have been cultivated by Emperor Yi for a long time and are not weaker than his weaker followers in ancient times.

These Deadpools not only retain the fighting instincts they had in life, but can even create a weak airflow when their bone wings vibrate. They are obviously more intelligent than ordinary Deadpools.

Ye Fan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the eternal authority in his palms had condensed into a faint golden light.

But then the golden light slowly disappeared again. He had to be patient. This eternal power was reserved for Di Yi and could not be used on these bastards, so as not to alert Di Yi.

At this moment, a clear sword sound came from the bottom of the well.

Bai Xiu grasped the Dragon-Slaying Sword hanging on the chain. The rusty scabbard shattered into pieces the moment it touched his palm, revealing the mirror-like sword body inside.

The sword is about three feet and seven inches long, with a map of the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces carved on the sword spine. At this moment, a faint golden light is flowing, as if a river is rushing in the sword.

A faint white mist lingered on the edge of the sword. It was the evil spirit condensed from killing countless dragons. Even the air was cut by it, making a slight sizzling sound.

The handle is wrapped with dark red shark silk, and the words "Slay the Dragon" are embroidered on it with gold thread. After thousands of years, it is still as bright as new.

"I was able to kill you once, and now I can kill you a second time!"

The muscles in Bai Xiu's arms bulged, his originally translucent skin turned bronze, and the Dragon Slaying Sword hummed excitedly in his hands.

"What good does it do to rely on the ten thousand years of black ice to lock in my vitality and heal my injuries? As long as the Dragon Slaying Sword is in my hand, I am the military immortal of five thousand years ago!"

He swung his sword violently, and countless sharp sword energies burst out from the blade.

These sword energies are not physical entities, but are condensed from pure dragon energy and murderous intent, drawing golden tracks in the black ice cave.

Those deadpools who were flapping their wings and flying towards the wellhead were cut in half the moment they came into contact with the sword energy.

The bone wings separated from the body and fell with a dark purple blood mist, making a dull sound when hitting the ice surface.

One Deadpool tried to resist with its bony tail, but the entire tail and half of its torso were shattered by the sword energy. The broken bones fell on the ice and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if sealing itself off from the sword.

"Do you think I will let you do whatever you want like I did a hundred years ago?"

The majestic voice echoed in the Dragon Locking Well.

Emperor Yi slowly raised his head, and the jade beads imitating the tassels on the bronze bone crown gently collided, making a crisp but strange sound.

"You only inherited a trace of his bloodline. Do you really think you can compare to him back then?!"

His huge body coiled in the chains, his dark scales rubbing against the black ice, making a harsh scraping sound.

The black iron chains wrapped around the dragon's body were stretching at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they would break in the next second. However, as they stretched to a certain extent, golden light appeared on the chains. This golden light forcibly curbed the trend of the chains breaking and imprisoned Di Yi in place again.

But if you pay close attention, you will find that the golden runes on the chain have dimmed a little.

If Emperor Yi is allowed to come again and again, the dragon-locking chain that has existed for more than 5000 years may really break, releasing the tyrant who has survived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years!

Emperor Yi's golden eyes suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be a nebula rotating in the depths of his pupils.

He opened his huge mouth and began to recite ancient dragon script. These syllables were not from any known language, and each character hit the eardrums of the three people like a hammer.

Ye Fan was shocked to find that he couldn't understand the dragon language! ?

He is a true first-generation dragon. There should be no dragon language in this world that he cannot understand.

But the dragon language spoken by Emperor Yi at this moment is very different from the language used by the dragon clan today in terms of word formation and pronunciation characteristics.

It's like the pronunciation of American English and British English, but the difference is more than ten times larger.

This is indeed not because Elna is ignorant. As the most talented dragon among the young dragons born naturally during the era of the Black King's rule.

Elna is undoubtedly extremely talented and has had a strong passion for learning since birth.

But Ye Fan overlooked one point. Before the Black King existed, the dragon clan had already soared above this land, and the dragon language today had been unified by the Black King using the word spirit "Emperor".

Because of the restrictions imposed by the "Emperor", the Dragon Language has not undergone any new changes or transformations over tens of millions of years.

These dragon languages ​​have been standardized by the Black King. Although they can maximize the bloodline power of the Black King's descendants, they have indeed lost some of their magical powers before unification.

Emperor Yi was born before the Black King and was the oldest ancient dragon. Before the Black King was born, he was the supreme ruler of the Eastern Continent.

The dragon language used today is the one he used when he was in power. The mysterious and mysterious meaning in it is naturally beyond the comprehension of "outsiders".

Chapter 186 Five Thunder Methods

As the dragon script was chanted, the scattered pieces of Deadpool suddenly trembled violently, and the broken bones and rotten flesh began to connect with each other across the distance as if pulled by invisible threads.

The remains of the three Deadpools gathered into a giant beast, nearly three meters tall, with three heads, six bony wings flapping behind it, and the ribs on its chest turned outward to form a huge bone shield, with traces of sword cuts still remaining on the shield.

Other fragments merged into a four-legged form with limbs as thick as pillars. A ball of sticky black liquid condensed at the end of the bony tail, which dripped onto the ice surface and instantly corroded a small, smoking hole.

"It's just a little bit bigger, I can still cut you into pieces."

Bai Xiu snorted coldly, and the Dragon Slaying Sword drew an arc in his hand. The golden sword light swept towards the three-headed Deadpool like a full moon.

This time, the sword energy landed on the bone shield, making a crisp sound of metal clashing. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the bone shield, but it did not completely shatter.

Deadpool took the opportunity to wave his six bone wings and slapped Bai Xiu with a sharp whistling sound. The blood vessels on the wing membrane turned red due to the high-speed vibration.

"If you really want to keep me trapped here, then I really have no way to break free from these dragon chains."

A hint of mockery flashed in Emperor Yi's dragon eyes, and his huge body suddenly struggled, causing more black iron chains to tremble.

"But if I can devour the flesh and blood of you three, I'll have a chance to break free and return to the world!"

His dragon tail swept across the ice surface, causing the entire Dragon Locking Well to shake violently, and huge ice blocks began to fall from the top of the Black Ice Cave.

"Yet you insist on killing me for those unnecessary curses, generation after generation. You are truly foolish!"

"Since you're all here, stay with me!"

Amidst Emperor Yi's roar, hundreds of fused Deadpools flapped their wings at the same time. The sound of the flapping bone wings gathered into a dull thunder, and a black mass pounced towards the three people.

Zhang Qingwei looked at the approaching Deadpools and suddenly sighed. The golden light on his body began to shrink rapidly.

The golden light that originally enveloped his entire body like flowing water now condensed into fine light patterns, flowing under his skin.

"Master, this time I am really willing to sacrifice my life for you."

He muttered to himself, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth:

"Although preparations have been made in advance, my Longhu Mountain inheritance will not be cut off, but without a Heavenly Master like me, it will still lack some prestige."

He turned to look at Bai Xiu, with a sly look in his eyes:

"If I can return alive this time, can you let Xiaofan be my apprentice?"

"You also know that for so many years, Longhu Mountain and the Taoist sect have only absorbed half-bloods from mortals. The strength of the bloodline is getting weaker and weaker every year. It's so hard to find an imperial bloodline, which can help Longhu Mountain regain its glory!"

"You old boy, you're still joking with me at this time!"

Bai Xiu chopped off a charging Deadpool with his sword and laughed loudly:

"I, the old man, can't make the decision, but if Xiaofan is willing to follow you, I will personally bring him here to perform the apprenticeship ceremony!"

"Everyone in my Bai family, young and old, recognizes you as the master of the next head of my Bai family!"

"Okay, I agree, Master!"