As for the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, Qin Yang knew that this was the strongest strength in the Kunyuan world, extremely transcendent, and above several dynasties.

Moreover, Xiong Ritian introduced that the current Ten Thousand Demon Cave comes from the remains of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave in the ancient times. Xuwei Palace and the Starry Sky City have been destroyed, but Ten Thousand Demon Cave has left a line of inheritance in the Kunyuan World.

The current master of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave is the strongest man of the Demon Dragon Clan and the most powerful man in the Kunyuan World today. His status is roughly similar to Yin Yan in the Qianyuan World.

"The guys from the Demon Dragon Clan naturally have the great bloodline of our dragon clan, so they are so powerful." The pixie dragon snorted, "But these guys are just mixed blood, and their bloodlines are not pure. I don't know which predecessor among our ancestors has a rough life, so he gave birth to such a group of hybrid offspring."

Uh... the emergence of the demon clan may not be like this.

At least many demons claim that their ancestors were descendants of ancient gods and beasts, rather than the intercourse between ordinary people and strange beasts.

Of course, Qin Yang was not in the mood to argue with the gangster Long and asked, "What is the realm of this master of the Ten Thousand Demons?"

"Fifth grade of the Imperial Realm." said the pixie dragon, "For ten thousand years, the master of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave has been the strongest in the world, representing the ultimate that the Kunyuan world can achieve. However, they are just showing off their power on the mainland. If they get into the sea, hum, my father can torture him to death."

Haha, it’s so majestic. If you really have a good intention, let your father go to the land to fight with someone? Qin Yang held this in his stomach, and nodded and said, “It seems that you are not very friendly to this demon cave.”

"Friendly?" The punk dragon said angrily, "I suspect that the secret medicine my emperor uncle got back then was obtained from the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, which made me look like this now! Humph, I think no one can do it except the guys from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave."

This is also possible. The Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves has the bloodline of the dragon clan, and of course he has the most accurate understanding of the body structure and attributes of the dragon clan.

If the emperor uncle of the Pluts Dragon really colluded with the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, the trouble would be even greater, and the difficulty of the Pluts Dragon's revenge would be even greater. When thinking of a fifth-grade imperial realm on land and a fourth-grade imperial realm in water, Qin Yang was worried about the revenge of the Pluts Dragon.

In short, Qin Yang talked a lot with the pixie dragon. He himself did not expect that one day he would talk to a real dragon for so long, which sounded mysterious.

Moreover, Qin Yang finally asked about the real name of the pixie Long - Long Haori.

As for the younger brother of Prazilong, the little guy who served as the Great Dragon Emperor for a short time and was eventually killed by his uncle was named Long Haoyue, which corresponds to his brother's name.

Well, the name Long Haori is OK, Qin Yang thought to himself, fortunately you didn’t just call the painful Long Aotian or Long Haotian, otherwise many people would definitely be snoring.

However, after Qin Yang recited it silently several times, he suddenly realized that the name was not very good: Long Haori... Long Haori... Is it really "good"... Qin Yang suddenly felt a little vulgar. No, I can only blame the Great Dragon Emperor for being vulgar, otherwise why did he give his son such a painful name?

After talking for a long time, Qin Yang also took out the food and water to have a full meal. When the star ring was opened again, the pixie dragon - Long Haori - stared at the eyes because it felt the breath of the blood-calming bead again.

It’s a pity that when the Star Ring was opened, it only made strange things in front of Qin Yang, and others could not see it at all, and they could not grab it from it. Therefore, even if Long Haori was jealous of drooling, he didn’t have any.

When he threw the remaining food back to the Star Ring, Qin Yang saw the books he got from the wreck of Rouran Emperor. Well, the books must be useful, but now he doesn't have time to read them. It's just that the small bottle is special, and Qin Yang doesn't know its use yet.

Long Haori has lived for hundreds of years and is very knowledgeable. It would be better to ask. Qin Yang was not worried that Long Haori would rob, because as long as it dared to rob, he would not set the blood bead for him.

Qin Yang took out the jade bottle as big as a thumb, with the word "tempering" on it, took it out and shook it in front of Long Haori: "Brother Long..."

"I've been saying it several times, calling me Mr. Long! You are less than twenty years old. If you dare to be a big or a young man, I will kill you!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of even dying, but I'm afraid of offending you when I speak? If you are unhappy, be careful that I call you Xiaolong, haha, you'll kill me if you have the will of you."

Test!... The pixie dragon is a little powerless. It has no choice but to face a hob meat that is not afraid of death.

Qin Yang said happily: "Brother Long, I got this small bottle in the cockpit of Rouran Emperor. You are a knowledgeable person. Do you know what it is useful?"

Long Haori gave him annoyed look: "The little bottle that the girls carry with them may be some spices and rouge. Hey, the fox tribe is very slutty, maybe it is the kind of aphrodisiac medicine, hey."

Qin Yang finally saw the true face of this bastard, and suddenly felt that his father might be right to name him "Long Haori".

Qin Yang shook his head and gently pulled open the small stopper of the jade bottle. This was the first time he opened it. Suddenly, a strange, sweet and hot breath came to his face.

This breath is so strong that it seems to burst out from a boiling pot, not like it burst out from a small bottle.

Qin Yang took a sip, fearing that it would be poisonous, so he quickly held his breath and covered it with a plug. However, after accidentally inhaling that sip, he felt his whole body was in peace, and even the power of the thunder tribulation body felt like he was ready to move.

What? So strange.

And the originally lazy punk dragon stood up at this time!

Its standing posture is very funny, with its two hind paws and tail supporting it, and its thin body is straightened up. The big head stared at Qin Yang in a daze, to be precise, staring at the small jade bottle in Qin Yang's hand, even saliva flowing out of its big mouth.

The thing that can make a true dragon in the Emperor Realm drool is not bad. So Qin Yang immediately threw the jade bottle back to the star ring and snorted: "Do you want to grab it? Do you still need to fix the blood bead!"

"Oh? Oh...Don't underestimate you, Mr. Long..." The punk dragon snorted, but his eyes were still staring at Qin Yang's star ring and said, "Boy Qin, let's discuss it?"

Qin Yang was very cautious: "No need to discuss it."

"I'll take the exam..." Prazilong said hatefully, "If you are friends, you will get half of the score when you meet."

Qin Yang had a black line: "Are we friends?"

"Nonsense, who will be with us brothers?" Psychic Long patted Qin Yang's shoulders in a decent manner, saying earnestly, "Brother, after having a long talk with you, I feel that I feel that I have met you too late. I don't have many friends in my life, so you can count it."

Qin Yang stared at the monster dragon for a while, and always felt that four words should be written on this guy's face - either a traitor or a thief.
Chapter completed!