Chapter 727: Yueling Lake Climbing Tianji Island

"No! Don't... ah ah~ ah~"
At this moment, Dongfang Xiaoyu was cut by thousands of knives and worms.
Every pore in his body was invaded by the purple snake that burst out of the cracks, and his petite body was almost bursting by the tyrannical purple snake.
This poor woman, with a broken expression, was bearing the suffering and cruelty she shouldn't have endured!
The clothes on her body were also destroyed in an instant. Jieyu’s beautiful body was exposed to the air inch by inch, and then was swallowed inch by inch by the dark purple crack. But soon, it appeared from the other end of the crack, dimly and vaguely, as if by a crack. A jade sculpture wrapped in dark purple jade.
I don’t know how long it took, the painful squeezing, squeezing, torture, and torture finally ended!
The shell of purple jade is cracking like dry and cracked soil. Dongfang Xiaoyu’s delicate body shattered from the purple jade, reborn as if it were reborn, with fluttering blue silk and a slim body. The skin is more delicate and fairer than before, and the breath of the whole body is exceptionally cold.冽, like a blast of wind and cold rain enveloped.
Suddenly she opened her eyes, and they looked very empty, and there were two cyan flower shadows faintly spinning in the empty.
Suddenly, Dongfang Xiaoyu was already wearing a green palace costume, just like before.
She swept her empty and cold gaze to Yan Ziling who was still standing aside, quietly watching her Yan Ziling, and then walked up to Yan Ziling, but she had no intention of doing anything.
"Who are you? Tell me."
Yan Ziling stroked the delicate hairpin on the bun, smiling at the corners of her lips, and asked Dongfang Xiaoyu.
"Eastern light rain."
"What are you here for?"
"do not know."
Looking at Dongfang Xiaoyu's empty eyes, like a puppet, Yan Ziling was very satisfied, and his thin lips uttered two words:
"well."
Immediately, Yan Ziling raised the little finger of his left hand, chuckled twice, and twisted the purple spar on the ring twice.
The purple spar's feather-like tip pointed to a strange symbol on the ring, and the rune phantom instantly condensed.
Swift!
In an instant, a blazing purple light was released, and a figure was projected from the space.
The figure was dressed in a black robe, could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, always turned his back to Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu, unable to see his face.
"How is it going?"
A low and slightly hoarse voice came out, soft, but with a dangerous meaning. It was the figure asking the question, but it was obviously not the original voice of the other party.
"Return to Your Highness, everything is in order, what should we do next?"
Yan Ziling hurriedly bowed and asked.
"Is there someone by your side? Dongfang Xiaoyu, right?"
Although he didn't turn his head back, the person was like an eye behind his back, and he immediately noticed the existence of Dongfang Xiaoyu.
"It's her. Don't worry, your Highness, Xiao Yu has been controlled by me. It's her own, maybe it's useful."
Yan Ziling's voice was extremely respectful towards the black-robed figure, and his expression was also extremely cautious, not daring to omit the slightest omission.
"Ok."
The other party just nodded faintly, and approved Yan Ziling's approach.
The next moment, the purple light disappeared, and the figure disappeared, leaving no trace.
Above the ring, the purple spar gloomy light, but in the air, a blood-red character suddenly appeared in the air: Kill!
"kill?"
Seeing this, Yan Ziling was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning, fisted in the air, and said in a serious tone:
"Subordinates will not shame their lives!"
"Xiao Yu, let me ask you again, what are you here for?"
Yan Ziling turned to look at Dongfang Xiaoyu, and asked again.
At this time, the hollow and woody color in Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyes has faded a lot, but a layer of mist has appeared slightly, if you don't look closely, you can't find her unusual.
Dongfang Xiaoyu immediately replied with a cold tone:
"Participate in the spiritual bath baptism ceremony."
"No, we are going to kill!"
This horrifying remark came out of Yan Ziling's mouth, but it was an understatement, as ordinary as a woman's home.
If it was usual, Dongfang Xiaoyu would have sternly reprimanded when he heard these tiger-wolf words, but at this time, she just nodded indifferently, it didn't matter:
"Oh."
"Xiao Yu, what are we going to do in the spiritual bath venue?" Yan Zi Lingfu asked again.
There was no wave in Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyes, and she spoke coldly, and Han Cheche uttered three words: "Go kill!"
"Good boy."
When Yan Ziling heard this, her eyebrows opened and she smiled, like a kind elder, she gently stroked Dongfang Xiaoyu's soft and quiet hair. At this moment, her slightly dark purple eyes flashed with bloodthirsty excitement and pleasure. .
"...If that's the case, how about you and me?"
"Fortunately even."
During a brief conversation between Shen Xiaoqi and Zhou Luer, she learned that Zhou Luer entered the Ziwei Xuan three years ago and she will also participate in this spiritual bath baptism.
So Shen Xiaoqi and Zhou Lüer walked all the way, leaving the Huaying Covered Bridge and rushing to the depths of Linghu.
"This Linghu Lake is really comparable to the ocean, it's vast!"
Suspended above the blue sky, silently glanced back inadvertently, and saw the majestic and majestic Ziweixuan seven lofts, which had been left far behind, like a drop in the sea, looking extremely small. Suddenly, she sighed with emotion.
"Of course, the Linghu Lake is the secret realm of Wutianjiao, and Ziweixuan can dominate such a vast water area, which shows that the elders of the Oriental Crape Myrtle have high status in the teaching!"
As a member of Ziwei Xuan, and hope to release his potential after this spiritual bath ritual, Zhou Luer, who was promoted from the true biography to a direct disciple, naturally respected Ziwei Xuan very much.
"Ok."
Shen Xiaoqi didn't know what to say, so he nodded slightly.
During the conversation, the two of them had already traveled a long way, and Ziwei Xuan Yi Xuan Yi Wa was completely invisible. If you look back, you can only see a straight flat lake line and a faint shadow of the green mountains.
The water waves on the lake are swimming like snakes, the sound of the wind is slow and violent, and from time to time there are waterfowl and flying fish flying back and forth, one line of blue, one pair of white, and the ink brush is stained.
Above this huge Linghu Lake that is almost invisible, everything in motion and static looks extremely small.
"Arrived!"
Zhou Lu'er stopped her figure suddenly, the lake breeze was fierce, the green shirt was shaking, and the girl's bright and blue eyes reflected a strange sight of white clouds and black islands.
Shen Xiaoqi followed what she was pointing to and saw a dark mountain peak emerging from the clouds.
Those clouds are suitable in thickness, as if they are floating on the lake, one by one, like a sculptural pattern, thick like dough, and thin like gauze.
There are some peaks in the clouds, which are so tall and steep, it can be seen that there must be a large area of ​​islands hidden beneath them, revealing a mysterious and unpredictable meaning, waiting for people to explore.
The spiritual bath baptism ceremony, as the grand occasion of Ziwei Xuan's triennial, is particularly grand. The ladies of Ziwei Xuan will receive spiritual bath baptism in a treasure place in the depths of Linghu Lake to release their nature, reborn, and the goddess Nirvana is stunning.
At this moment, it has been a while since the ceremony was held, but why is the island so deserted and there is no movement at all?
"If something is unusual, there must be a demon!"
Zhou Lu'er and Shen Xiaoqi looked at each other, their eyes flashed cold with doubts, nodded each other, understanding each other.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next moment, one blue and one red, two beams of light, go hand in hand, cut through the thick cloud, and fall to the mysterious island under the cloud.
A piece of bluestone stood on the shore, letting the raging and angry waves beat slowly, standing still, watching the life of the world.
The bluestone is nearly one person tall. Although it has not been carved, it has a humanoid silhouette, like a jade run fairy with a skirt. Although she has no clear face, she does not lose her charm.
The human-shaped bluestone is engraved with the primitive words "Tianji Island". After years of scouring, wind and rain, the bluestone is covered with water stains and even a lot of algae, and the bottom is covered with green moss. It was like putting on a layer of emerald green robes.
But the three ancient and natural scripts that looked like miracles were still clearly visible, so that Shen Xiaoqi saw it as soon as he got on the island.
"That's a divine stone. The legend is that a loveless goddess turned into a phantasy. On that day, she looked at the husband on the Zhanxiantai who was beheaded by the king. She was in grief and tears, so she turned into a blue stone and stayed here forever. . But that’s what I said, don’t take it too seriously!"
After hearing Zhou Lu'er's words, Shen Xiaoqi stood beside the bluestone and looked at it with all his eyes, indeed, facing the direction of Zhanxiantai.