Chapter 1733 The civil strife of the dragon family (3)
"We have been waiting, waiting for my king to return..." Red Dragon cried. For more than a thousand years, countless dragons have died in battle. They were hunted down all the way. Every time they tried to escape to the north, they were blocked by the undead.
There are fewer and fewer companions around them, and now they are the only two left. They have been worried about what will happen to His Highness if they die.
Qian Yuan raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips trembled.
"My king...my king is dead..."
Finally, he told the most difficult truth.
The faces of the two red dragons were ashen, and the last glimmer of hope in their eyes was gone.
"My king is dead...how is it possible? He is so powerful...who can kill him?" The Dragon King is the strongest eight-winged golden dragon in their minds. If the Dragon King was still there, Long Yan would have united with the undead.
It's also hard to beat them.
But their king died...
Died in the Bright Continent.
He can never return to his hometown or see his child who has been born.
"My king is dead...then what should we do?" The red dragon was in despair. Once the Dragon King died, wouldn't they lose their last hope?
"We are going to the north. There are still many dragon clans fighting there. Although my king and queen are dead, your highness is still there. Our tribe still has hope. There will be many companions in the north to help us deal with Longyan and the undead.
." Qian Yuan wiped away his hot tears. They also had the children of Dragon Emperor and Long Miao. Their little highness would one day grow up and avenge his parents.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the timid little guy. The extremely hot gaze made the fearful little golden dragon tremble all over. He tried hard to huddle up behind the red dragon, not understanding what they were talking about.
"Why hasn't His Highness grown up yet? According to the age of the dragon clan, he should have reached adulthood." Qian Yuan asked, looking at the little golden dragon who was still in the form of a young dragon.
Red Dragon said: "We don't know either. Your Highness has grown very slowly since he was taken away by us. He has remained in the form of a young dragon since he was taken away by us. He has never grown up again. We have been fleeing all the way and have no time at all."
Go find out why.”
More than a thousand years have passed, and the little golden dragon should have been an adult dragon, but his time seems to have stopped and he can no longer grow.
Young dragons are very fragile. They have almost no ability to protect themselves. The higher the level of the dragon, the weaker they will be when they are young. In the current situation of the little golden dragon, even ordinary undead can kill him.
"If Longshi is not dead yet, he should be in the north. He should know the reason. The most important thing for us now is to rush to the north as soon as possible." Qian Yuan said.
"We will set off after I expel the death energy from their bodies." Shen Yanxiao knew that the current situation was very dangerous. Although they killed the bone dragon and captured these undead souls, it would be too difficult if contact was lost.
Soon, Long Yan's subordinates will definitely notice something strange. If they encounter pursuers again, it will not be so easy to escape.
"Xiao Xiao, do you really have a way to get rid of the death energy?" Qian Yuan looked at Shen Yanxiao with some hesitation. As far as he knew, the only thing in the world that can deal with the death energy is the sacred power of the gods. Before, he was attacked by a mermaid.
When he arrived, he found that they were covered by a layer of sacred power. Could it be said that Shen Yanxiao did all this?