Looking out from inside the temple.
The golden palace gate reveals a pair of snow-white dragon horns, followed by a pair of beautiful eyes, looking around and finally looking at the deepest dragon chair, with eyelashes blinking, making it difficult for real eyes to see through.
The rich dragon power is definitely not fake, the same dragon horns, pointed ears and long dragon tail.
"senior?"
The voice echoed, but no response was heard.
Seeing this, Bai Yujun simply walked into the hall, walking very slowly. He walked over the golden bricks in his white cloth boots. After thinking for a while, he floated half a foot high into the hall, silently, and carefully observed the tall man on the dragon throne. He was about twenty years old. He looked six or seven years old, bowed his head and closed his eyes.
The huge pillars on both sides are filled with light, and the small figure floats past, as if passing through history...
Floating to the majestic steps, ten feet away from the dragon chair, he stabilized his body, tilted his head and looked curiously at the motionless man with his head lowered.
The dragon chair is just suitable for a tall body. For Bai Long, the dragon chair is more like a soft couch. After sitting on it, you can't lean on the back of the chair and your feet can't touch the ground.
It feels like his dragon horns are different from mine.
The dragon horns on top of his head are white as snow, and although they are bifurcated, they look round and soft.
His dragon horns are more branched.
The end is more pointed and extremely sharp.
The huge and sharp dragon horns on his head are very powerful. In addition, his dragon tail is even longer, almost wrapping around the dragon chair and resting on the golden steps. His bluish dragon scales are shiny, his body is more than ten feet tall, his face is resolute and handsome, with sword eyebrows and a slender nose. It seems as if it has not moved for tens of thousands of years.
Put your hands on the armrests of the dragon chair.
Wearing a green brocade robe, with long green hair flowing down his head, he looked as imposing as a king.
Bai Yujun was embarrassed.
I came to someone else's house and found that the owner was asleep.
Should you turn around and leave or stay? Is it rude to wake the other person up? It doesn't matter whether you stand or walk. You can't step forward and shake twice and roar like a dragon.
"uh-huh……"
Pretend to cough.
On the steps, the end of the long dragon tail suddenly moved slightly.
Are you about to wake up? Staying in this underwater dragon palace for thousands of years, he slept too deeply. Bai Yujun was worried that he would never wake up again. He had no choice. The only way to survive in the prison was to sleep deeply. As long as he woke up, Bai Yujun wanted to Talk to him.
A long while.
"call……"
The man seemed to exhale a breath from his nostrils.
His fingers trembled, and he began to breathe slowly and long. Bai Yujun tilted her head to watch him panting. His long breathing gradually became normal, and the air flow stirred a few blue hairs to sway slightly.
"You...are here, Bailong."
His voice was rich and magnetic, and his voice echoed in the empty Dragon Palace.
Bai Yujun blinked, thinking about how to respond. It was obvious that the other party knew about him and knew that he would definitely come. It was unclear whether it was a special connection among the dragons or some other reason. The water in the fairy world was very deep. Even if he was hiding in the Dragon Palace under the sea, he would have to drift with the tide. .
"Greetings, senior, may I ask if this is the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea?"
"Dragon Palace..."
Slowly raise your head and open your eyes.
He seemed to be deep in thought, thinking about the true meaning of the word "Dragon Palace". Dullness, sadness, depression, and all kinds of emotions flashed through his eyes.
"Yes, this is the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and I should be the Dragon King of the East China Sea."
He stared at Bai Yujun seriously with complex expressions.
Envy and longing, he could only sit on the dragon chair and while away the years. For a dragon that soars in the clouds and controls floods and storms, the feeling of imprisonment is unspeakable and painful. He has endless desire to travel around the world, be a real dragon, and be free.
When it rises, it soars in the universe; when it disappears, it lurks within the waves.
Bai Yujun looked around.
I have already seen clearly what the real Dragon Palace looks like.
"The Queen Mother asked me to come and take a look. Are the other dragon clans still there? In fact... it's the first time I've seen the same kind in thousands of years."
"Are you working in Tianting Yaochi?"
The cyan dragon didn't rush to answer but asked a question.
Moubai nodded.
"Yaochi Female Guard Camp, Divine General, the empress takes good care of me."
"I see, I have only seen the other three, the West Sea, the South Sea, and the North Sea, hehehehahaha~three dragon kings, dragon king hahaha~"
"Hehehehe~ They have a bad temper."
Hearing this, Bai Yujun's pointed ears dangled.
Did you suffer from mental problems after being imprisoned for too long? I hope you don't become a psychotic lunatic.
It feels like there is some way to communicate between the four of them. Their bad temper may be due to being trapped for a long time. It is understandable that he was already going crazy after being suppressed for two hundred years.
In order to get out of trouble, he started acting even before he was suppressed.
Step by step scheming.
Trapped in a pavilion with a radius of several feet, waiting for the mountain pressing above my head to rise.
And this so-called Dragon Palace...
The Eyes of Truth scanned the surroundings with sympathy and helplessness.
Sudden.
The cyan divine dragon launched an unknown fire inexplicably.
"Little girl, what do you mean by that look in your eyes? Are you laughing at me? Even if I can't leave, I am still the Lord of the Dragon Palace! The Dragon King of the East China Sea! How dare you, the little god general of Heaven, laugh at me? Remember! This is the Dragon Palace! The Dragon Palace of the East China Sea !”
"..."
"Control the boundless waters of the East China Sea, worshiped by the sea people, the true lord of the ocean!"
Blushing and roaring loudly, spitting and spitting everywhere, as if trying to prove something, Bai Yujun floated in the air and looked at him levelly, looking at him quietly, trying to be as expressionless as possible.
As he talked, his mood became more and more lonely, and his voice became lower and lower.
silence.
Suddenly asked a question.
"Do you...have the eye of truth?"
Bai Yujun nodded.
There was another moment of silence.
He understood that the white dragon in front of him had already seen through everything. No matter how he pretended, it was useless and meaningless, just like a fool with his head buried in the mud.
"well……"
Wave your hand to disperse all the illusions of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Bending down and covering his head with his hands, he couldn't stop his whole body from trembling with sadness.
Start three feet away from the dragon chair.
The scenery turned into ashes and dissipated. The golden pillar was real gold, and everything else was fake. Coral pearls, lanterns of treasures, and clam shell colored pearls began to spread from the eyes towards the outside of the palace. The glorious side gradually revealed its original shape, revealing Crimson flames, golden pillars scalding hot.
Bai Yujun had already seen through it and was not surprised. He moved his eyes as the illusion dissipated.
His eyes moved quickly outward.
The huge pillars on both sides were exposed as they were, spreading thickly to the heavy golden gate, and then the square outside the palace and the palace were all in ruins. The illusion quickly collapsed until the entire mountain peak and the sky.
The cyan dragon raised his head.
Lips trembling.
"There is no Dragon Palace, there is just a cage, an iron prison..."
The sky was filled with thick black and red smoke.
The entire mountain peak is dark red, and the magma flows and pours into a fiery red waterfall. Yes, a lava waterfall, flying down three thousand feet, a blazing red color, a lava lake, the buildings are rickety and dilapidated, and the so-called giant trees are surging underground flames.
The red ones are lava and the black ones are rocks.
The rift valley has rugged paths, and it was the rift that Bai Yujun had jumped to avoid before.
The fiery red peaks tower into the black clouds.
The flames illuminated the air red, the whales in the distance shrieked and retreated, the birds and beasts screamed in terror, and the center of the underwater secret realm turned into hellish flames.
"Are they all crazy?"
Bai Yujun and Danfeng's beautiful eyes were dull.
Although I saw through the illusion before, I didn't find the true form of the cyan dragon. I didn't see it clearly until now, but I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, and my arms couldn't help shaking in my sleeves.
The palaces and pavilions surrounding the mountainside are illusions, because the flaming red peaks are wrapped around giant dragons...
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