The horror and sluggishness of Wen Yiming and others are not unreasonable, the snake king at this moment showed an unbelievable side in front of everyone, and he actually circled up with the dragon spear, and the dark gold coil dragon on the barrel of the gun fit together, and the dark gold carving on the snake king and the barrel of the gun seemed to be integrated without distinguishing from each other.

The most amazing thing is that the head of the Red Ridge Snake King looms when it is attached to the carved dragon head, as if it has directly penetrated into the carved dragon.

Wen Yiming and the others looked at each other, and when they turned their heads to look at the eight sixth-order red-ridged snakes, they all shook their heads with their eyes closed, as if they were drowsy. They didn't dare to speak, they just exchanged glances with each other.

Time passed slowly, and everyone finally relaxed, sliding on the ground like Wen Yiming, leaning against the stone wall, listening to the rattling sound of the gate behind them, and simply pranayama on the spot, boring to practice the exercises over and over again.

The sixth-order snake group was surrounded by the snake king, guarding the snake king, and everyone did not dare to act rashly, for fear of alarming the snake king and causing death.

In this way, the tense torment turned into a boring wait, an aimless wait, no one knew what would happen next, and three days passed in a flash.

On the fourth day, everyone had long been accustomed to this kind of captivity-like waiting, and they were each eating their own stored food, when they suddenly heard a sizzling sound coming from the dragon spear, and when they looked up, they saw the figure of the Red Ridge Snake King appearing, and slowly withdrew from the dragon carving.

In three days, the Red Ridge Snake King has changed significantly, although it is still the thickness of a finger, it is still only two meters long, but the crimson color on the body has become purple, and there are fine scale lines, and there is a trace of burning fire faintly revealed in the scales, and the criss-crossing scars on the body before have healed.

Especially those radiant eyes with a faint purple light, full of spirituality.

The floodgates behind them had already opened widely, revealing a deep passage, and they did not leave, and in the past three days, they had not felt a trace of violent killing intent on the sixth-order snake group, so they tried to go with the flow.

Even if they abandon the gun and enter the hole, they don't know where the mechanism to put down the gate in the cave is, and the speed of the sixth-order red ridge snake is too late for them to put down the gate, as for the situation in the deep passage, Wen Yiming also probed it in a straight line, and he could only release a hundred meters, and he didn't know what was dangerous about the rest of the journey, it was better to stay in the snake king's nest, at least from the current point of view, they were safe.

Of course, there is another point, Wen Yiming is reluctant to give up his future artifact, the Ziyan Dragon Spear.

'Sizzle——!'

The snake king slid down the barrel of the gun, raised his neck and swung his head and spit out a letter to Wen Yiming, as if he was eagerly expressing something.

Seeing the snake king's continuous sizzling, Wen Yiming tried to contact with mental power induction and other methods, but tried a lot of methods but to no avail, seeing that the sixth-order snakes were impatient in their eyes, he was secretly anxious, this doesn't understand the beast language, can't understand the meaning of the snake king, what should I do?

In an anxious moment, seeing that the Snake King waved his head at the gate behind him and continued to sizzle, Wen Yiming had an idea, and transmitted the voice to the Snake King alone by means of sound transmission: "Are you letting us enter the passage behind the gate?"

In the sizzling sound, the Snake King's letter almost licked Wen Yiming's hand, and his emotions were obviously a little excited.

Wen Yiming stretched out his hand and tried to lift the dragon spear over, except for the sixth-order snake group being a little vigilant, the snake king did not change his mood, but swam towards the gate passage, and frequently turned his head and sizzled, as if signaling Wen Yiming to follow.

Wen Yiming lifted the dragon spear and followed the snake king into the gate, and the sound was transmitted to let everyone follow, there has been a big turnaround, at least from the bright side, the snake king has no hostility towards him, and he can vaguely feel that since the snake king has been coiled on the dragon lance for three days, he has a trace of good impression of himself, which is very hazy.

Everyone followed the snake king into the passage, the gate was not lowered, followed by eight sixth-order red-ridged snakes, and even the slow-moving sixth-order red-ridged snake was hanging far behind.

After going five hundred meters into the passage, the passage suddenly became wide, its width was dozens of meters, and the entire passage was like an underground pipe, which was really a round passage.

The arc-shaped passage has been circling in one direction, and the deeper you go, the more humid it becomes, and there is a strong smell of blood, which is terrifying, because everyone can feel a majestic energy from this blood, which is filled with a domineering spirit that dominates the world, and there is a sense of oppression that makes people surrender.

The sixth-order red-ridged snake behind them was visibly religious, and marched cautiously, with a sadness and a slight excitement in their emotions.

Wen Yiming was horrified to find in his aura perception that the injuries on the body of the last sixth-order red-ridged snake were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After walking for a few minutes, Wen Yiming did not perceive any signs of life in the beast tracking, and at the same time noticed a phenomenon, he felt that the curve that was circling smaller and smaller seemed to be built in the form of a sleeping python, and they were hovering along this passage towards the head of the python in the center.

I don't know how many distances I walked, and after about two quarters of an hour, an open space of nearly 1,000 square meters appeared at the end of the passage, and the rock layer on it was like blood, and the red stalactites hung upside down, exuding a faint red halo, reflecting the space below like a sea of flames.

"Damn!" Wen Yiming couldn't help but exclaim, he really couldn't control the shock caused by the horror in his heart, he saw a huge dragon head.

He was sure he was not mistaken, and in the center of the open space with no life, a white skull looked like a house, but trapped in a larger metal cage.

There was also a skeleton in the corner of the cage, as if it were lying on it, and a large metal pillar emerged from the rock formation in front of it.

Saiyaren stretched his neck and leaned forward, staring at the white bone skull, and muttered, "Boss, what's going on?"

Everyone was also terrified, and even Wen Yiming, including Wen Yiming, felt the thick resentment emanating from the white bone skull.

After the sixth-order snake group entered this small space, they lined up neatly behind the snake king, followed his rapid procession to the cage, prostrate and raised their necks to look at the head with the huge mouth downward, their eyes were full of sadness, and there was even more violence in the middle.

The Serpent King swam around the metal cage, unable to penetrate the criternity with its tiny body, and screamed in grief every time it turned to the humanoid skeleton, and Nobuko slammed it into the skeleton.

"There's a female bracelet on the wrist of that skeleton, if I'm not mistaken, it should be a skeleton!" Wen Yiming muttered.

He vaguely guessed why the Snake King would let them go when he came out again after entering the crack in the gate, and he also guessed the purpose of the Snake King bringing them here, but he didn't dare to associate the Snake King or the Red Spine Snake with this white bone skull.

He had never seen a dragon, but he could responsibly tell everyone that this was the dragon's head.

How can it be?

Why are the red-ridged snakes so sad to see this dragon's head? Could it be that they are the descendants of dragons?

Wen Yiming couldn't believe it!

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