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Chapter 3207 Sleeping dragon?(2/2)

Ding Gong was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of panic.

When I passed through the Dragon Prison Tomb before, facing the five-headed giant dragon puppet was already terrifying.

Now.

Are there real dragons here?

The ancient true dragon!

The legendary dragon clan!

That is a destructive existence. Isn’t this seeking death?

"Young Master Lin! If it's a real dragon... if it's a real dragon, how can we still survive?"

Ding Gong's body was trembling a little, and he was almost speechless.

At this moment, he wanted to turn around and run away.

But his body was too frightened to move.

He was afraid that if he turned around and ran away, the real dragon inside would notice him, and he would die first if his claws came over!

Wait and see what happens!

Ding Gong secretly warned himself,

"The descendant of the dragon clan who was injured and whose strength plummeted! He has been sleeping for thousands of years, right? His strength must be extremely weak, but he can still barely cope! What's more, it's a young dragon..."

Lin Tian shook his head slightly and said: "It should have been sleeping for the past thousands of years! But it has woken up in the past few hundred years, and now it may be slowly recovering its strength!"

The situation inside the palace.

Lin Tian's spiritual consciousness probed, but he could only sense streaks of dragon energy.

In his previous life, he had seen a real descendant of the dragon clan, who was very powerful and had this kind of aura.

But the descendants of the dragon clan in the Demon Dragon Palace in front of me are young dragons, and their strength is thousands of times worse!

I can't see clearly what descendants of the dragon clan are inside, but I can tell from the breath that they are definitely descendants of true dragons!

They say they are descendants, but in fact their bloodline is not that pure. They are still the true dragon clan!

Moreover, it is unknown whether Luo Yang and Zhuang Xiao, two monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, can cope with it!

"Mr. Zhuang, how do you open this door?"

Luo Yang looked at Zhuang Xiao at this time and sneered.

Zhuang Xiao is the master of formations. Whether there is any formation mechanism at the gate depends on him.

"Whoosh~"
Chapter completed!
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