I’m Being Held Captive by Demons Chapter 355: Dragon Head

"I sensed a bit of the real dragon's breath..."

The tone of the columbarium was slightly solemn: "In the depths of this pool, is there really a dragon palace?"

Kong Ning said in surprise: "Is there a real dragon at the bottom of the lake? Impossible?"

The so-called true dragon must be the power of the Purple Palace.

And the difficulty of the dragons of the serpent family is rare in ancient and modern times. Once transformed into a real dragon, its magical powers are far beyond the ordinary Purple Mansion.

Therefore, the word [True Dragon] is extremely heavy.

Every real dragon is bound to be a supreme existence with a strong head and a powerful name that shocks the world, and it is the pinnacle of the world's aquatic clan.

It is impossible to live in a small pool of water.

No matter how unique this waterhole is, it is still a waterhole after all, and it will never be as vast as the vast ocean.

If a real dragon dwells in such a small pool for a long time, it will even damage the mana.

The urn did not speak any more, while Kong Ning looked around.

The eight-tailed demon fox, Bai Qianxueyou, led the way, and behind, followed the slightly fat Zen Master Zhizhen.

I don't know the origin of this monk.

Soon, Kong Ning and his party passed through the dark waters, and saw a light flickering at the bottom of the pitch-black water from a distance.

After approaching, I found that it was an extremely short and slender dragon palace.

Of course, when I say dwarf **, it is compared with other dragons' water houses. Compared to the kingdom of mortals, the Dragon Palace in the depths of this pool is already huge and magnificent.

The eight-tailed demon fox landed in front of the gate of the Dragon Palace and bowed in salute.

"Lord, the little demon has been ordered to invite the Supreme Kong Ning."

In the moss-covered Dragon Palace, which looks dilapidated and desolate, the door is closed and the breath is bleak.

After Bai Qianxue's voice fell, the gate of the Dragon Palace slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

It's an even more bleak ruin.

In addition to maintaining the original frame of the main halls, there is no green embellishment in the courtyard.

There are no rockeries, no water plants, no treasures, and no shrimp soldiers and crab generals commonly found in the Dragon Palace.

The entire Dragon Palace, from the inside to the outside, is extremely deserted, with ruins everywhere, and many places are even crumbling and may collapse at any time.

Such a dragon palace leaves Kong Ning speechless.

Although the mountains are not high, there are immortals, but the water is not deep, and there are dragons.

But there will be real dragons in this broken dragon palace? I am afraid that Jiaolong, who is a little bit of Taoism, will not bother to stay here.

However, when the Eight-tailed Demon Fox saw the door open, he respectfully stepped aside and asked Kongning to enter.

Kong Ning took a deep look around and walked directly into the Dragon Palace.

In an instant, his body shook violently.

The aura that belongs to a strange thing is even stronger.

If the feeling of being in the capital is as warm as coming home, then the breath in this dragon palace at this time makes Kong Ning feel like lying on soft velvet, wanting to fall asleep, Not comfortable.

Kong Ning's heart is awe-inspiring.

Could it be that the person living in this dragon palace is a real strange thing?

Kong Ning glanced at the columbarium and found that the columbarium also sensed the aura in the Dragon Palace.

But compared to the comfort and comfort that Kong Ning felt, the columbarium at this time was already terrified to the extreme.

It said in disbelief: "What the **** is living here?"

The urn seems to want to back off.

But in the end it couldn't let go of its friend's relic, and instead of flinching, it jumped in first and shouted.

"Come out to me from the guy inside! Fake ghosts and secrets, who are you? Did you steal my baby?"

The columbarium shouted loudly and asked the teacher to ask the guilt.

Kong Ning and Cai Wei follow.

Soon, they came to the main hall of the Dragon Palace.

In the empty main hall, you can see the head at a glance.

In the mottled and broken hall, only a broken dragon chair and six dragon columns supporting the hall stand on the steps in the center.

Other than that, there is nothing in this temple.

The urn stood in the hall, and said in surprise.

"What is the origin of this thing?"

Kong Ning looked at the dragon chair at the top of the main hall, and his heart also burst.

On the broken dragon chair, now lies a real dragon...or rather, a dragon head.

No body, no claws, just a dragon head on the dragon chair.

It's brows and eyes are lowered, and its breath is slow. It seems that when it is dying, there is only one last breath left.

Seeing the urn and Kongning appear, the dragon head slowly opened one eye and made a low and tired voice.

"A dragon that is about to die, with a breath left, hides in a secluded pool and waits to return to heaven."

This answer is ambiguous.

But everyone could see that this dragon head, for fear that something terrible had happened to him, had his head cut off, and he was already half-dead.

After entering the hall, Kong Ning confirmed one thing, that is, this dragon head is still alive and not completely dead.

The aura in the Dragon Palace, although it is very similar to the weird thing, is not the real weird thing~IndoMTL.com~ Probably the unique means that this dragon head uses to maintain its own existence?

Kong Ning watched the dragon head in front of him, but the urn was more concerned about its lost treasure.

Therefore, the urn directly asked: "Did you steal the things I put in the stupa?"

A straight-to-the-point question, not polite at all.

In response, the dragon head glanced at the urn and said, "Do you mean the book you put in the stupa thirty years ago?"

The urn suddenly jumped up excitedly: "You really stole it!"

It's about to jump on it desperately.

However, the water was surging, and the slightly chubby Zen Master Zhizhen appeared lifelessly in front of the dragon chair, his hands clasped together.

The urn that jumped up was gently pushed by the water wave and suddenly returned to its original position.

The dragon head on the dragon chair said slowly, "I didn't take it away. The person who stole the book was a mysterious demon."

"She appeared suddenly three years ago, came to Qingqiu, and killed all the living people in the city."

"Before I came to Youquan, I tried to **** away the treasure left by King Yu...that is, this pagoda."

"But the foundation of the pagoda is in the secluded spring, in this dragon palace. Although the great devil knows the pagoda, he doesn't know the secret of the dragon palace."

"As a result, all the means were used, but she was unable to shake the pagoda. On the contrary, during the process of her attempt to seize the pagoda, she found the book that Your Excellency hid in the pagoda."

"In the end, she abandoned the stupa and only took the book that Your Excellency left in the stupa..."

The dragon head speaks slowly, word by word, half dead.

The columbarium was very anxious.

Fortunately, I finally told what happened.

The urn immediately asked: "What does the big devil look like? What is the origin?"