A huge black shadow swept over the river, and the originally bright and transparent river suddenly dimmed, and his eyes opened slightly, and he could vaguely recognize the outline of a steering boat, and the desolate sound of the flute came from the direction of the hull.

This sound woke up Ling Wenxuan, who had been unconscious for a long time, and now the storm had stopped, he opened his hands and swam quickly to prevent his body from continuing to sink, but fortunately, when he fell into the water, he cast a breath-holding spell on himself, or he was sure that his life would not be guaranteed, and now he finally swam to the surface of the river and saw the light of day again.

After wiping his wet cheeks, everything around him gradually became clear in front of Ling Wenxuan's eyes, the vegetation on the peaks on both sides of the river returned to their original color, the river flow became very slow, the wind was still, and only the sound of the whirlpool boat in the distance remained.

It wasn't the music that Yuna played as often as it was often heard, and the rudder was superficially very similar to the one they were on, but in fact there were other people on board, just too far away to see the people on board.

The previous boatman must have escaped through some kind of profound spell, not only knowing the law of the storm of the Qishui River, but also good at disguise and deception, this person is by no means simple, there must be a huge organization behind it.

As for what this organization is, Ling Wenxuan already knew in his heart, there were only a handful of organizations in the world that had the strength to covet the Seven Artifacts, and all he had to do now was to wait and see what happened.

Fortunately, Ling Wenxuan knew a little about water and didn't swim fast, but he could keep a distance of two hundred meters from the rudder boat, and he wouldn't lose it.

The rudder boat advanced some distance again, and then came to the front of the dragon peak, Ling Wenxuan sighed at the magnificence of the snow peak, did not dare to slack off, accelerated the speed of paddling, and followed the rudder boat into the cave.

In the darkness, Ling Wenxuan saw a woman and a man, one tall and one short, walking down from the helm boat, one was responsible for fixing the helm boat with a mast, the technique had a sense of déjà vu, and the other person lit a torch and looked at the words on the rock wall with the help of the light of the flames.

The traditional hair ornament, or rather the weird, the woman in the purple shirt is Yin Youning, she has disappeared since the heavenly punishment in Grancia Village, and now there must be some conspiracy to appear here. Another green-shirted boy with an evil face was the boatman who had brought them here, and the boy was talking to himself in front of the rock wall.

"It's not fun at all, the dragon's mystery is so easy to be solved by outsiders. Zining, I now understand a little bit about why you were exterminated by humans. ”

"Zhulu, you show me some respect!"

Ling Wenxuan's body in the dark moved, slightly surprised, the green-shirted young man didn't call Yin Youning by his name, Zining and Zhulu may be a code name, he suppressed his breath and continued to listen.

"I don't know who should respect whom, the Sect Master expects that you will not be able to complete the task easily, so I have come here with you, originally to help you seize the Dreadnought Sword, but in fact, to monitor your every move. The green-shirted young man spread out his hands and closed his eyes, "If it weren't for my strategy, how could your childhood boyfriend find the entrance to the Qishui Dragon Palace so easily, you all have to thank me." ”

"Let's wait until you ask the sect leader for merit, they should have already penetrated into the Dragon Palace, let's ......not hurry up," Zi Ning replied coldly.

After that, the two of them slid down the tunnel opened by Wang Zhaolin earlier, and the bottom was still the huge octopus skin, and with their skills, they naturally landed safely.

The Qishui Dragon Palace was originally extremely quiet, and it could be said that the needles could be heard, but the two people walking on the main road full of sand and gravel were in different moods, and Zhulu could hear Zining's heartbeat, but his heart seemed to have stopped.

The glow emitted by the fireflies illuminated the surroundings of the Xuanfeng Hall and the Akiti Hall, while near the Mowu Hall, the faint light, or some mysterious power shrouded the surroundings of the main hall, making the flying insects dare not approach.

The mysterious text after Wang Zhaolin opened the mechanism still appeared behind the dragon chair, and the secret passage full of light was the place where they had walked before, and now Zi Ning and Zhu Lu were standing at the entrance of the secret passage.

Zi Ning took a deep breath, came to the dragon chair, stared at the crystal jade box placed on it, and sighed: "It's been a thousand years, and it has been more than a thousand years since I was sealed here by my father, who would have thought that the infant baby would come back here again to complete her revenge." ”

"I agree. How cruel does a person have to be to make others remember you? I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about myself. Zhu Lu looked at the painting on the ceiling and smiled with a playful smile, "Ignorant people are a bunch of fools, they tend to think very highly of themselves and are arrogant, and only killing that kind of scum can give us pleasure from it." ”

"Don't equate me with you! maybe you don't realize what true happiness is at all," Zi Ning expressed displeasure at Zhulu's ridicule.

At this time, Zhu Lu's laughter turned into a wild laugh: "Laughing to death, as a sanctioner of the Tianzhao Sect, he would even say such a thing, when your father used you as a tool for revenge, did he consider your happiness? When your stepfather adopted you, did you have a happy life? In the past few years you have been with Wang Zhaolin, have you felt happy? No, you don't! That's why you joined the Tianzhao Sect." ”

"Enough...... If you say anything else, I'll kill you. Zi Ning angrily posed for casting a spell on Zhulu.

"That's not good, does it mean that the Tianzhao Sect has lost its use value to you? Then you might as well kill all the people in the secret passage. Zhulu suppressed his smile and took a few steps back disapplauded.

Just as the two of them were tense, arrogant laughter suddenly sounded in the Mowu Palace, imitating bamboo green.

"Who's it?, get out of here!" shouted Zhulu angrily.

As soon as the laughter fell, Ling Wenxuan, who was dressed in black, walked in slowly from outside the door: "Don't get me wrong, I just happened to pass by and saw the two dogs of the Tianzhao Sect biting each other, you please continue, it's better to forget about the plot to hurt my friend, otherwise you will blame me for being polite." ”

"Who should I be? It turns out that Father Ling, who loves bad people and good deeds the most, if it weren't for you in Grancia Village, I would have won the Miracle Ring a long time ago. Zi Ning was not intimidated by Ling Wenxuan's momentum, "I advise you to hand over the Miracle Ring quickly, if you offend the Heavenly Zhaojiao Sect again, I'm afraid your death will not be far off." ”

Ling Wenxuan looked down at the palm of his right hand, and when he raised his head again, the smile on his face still hadn't faded: "In my impression, the three major religions recognized by the world do not include the Tianzhao Sect, why do you think that I don't have the guts? Besides, the Miracle Ring is not in my hand. ”

"That's what you're talking about the guy who obstructed the Master's plan? Isn't that just a priest, and I don't think it's a big deal. Zhu Lu said, his right hand condensed his spiritual power, and put on an attack posture.

"This man is very cunning, and he is careful to deal with it in case it ......"

Before Zhulu could react, Ling Wenxuan suddenly flashed beside him, interrupting his spell casting with *, Zi Ning was about to join the battle, but his eyes indicated that he was enough to deal with it.

Ling Wenxuan fired four bullets in a row, all of which made Zhu Lu easily dodge, it seemed like this, but in fact, he cast a thunder spirit spell, each bullet had a blue flash, and immediately rebounded and shot at Zhu Lu after hitting the rock wall.

Unexpectedly, although the bullet hit Zhu Lu and caused him laser damage, he was unscathed, and it turned out that he had cast an earth-based spell that made his skin as hard as concrete.

Zhu Lu rushed towards Ling Wenxuan, casting an earth spell while laughing wildly: "Do you know why I suddenly disappeared on the boat before the demon wind came? ”

In the face of Zhu Lu's constant bombardment on the ground with the earth spell, Ling Wenxuan easily avoided it with his winged wind steps, and retreated while half-joking: "It is worthy of being the sanctioner of the Tianzhao Sect's earth spell, and it is not the first time to fight with you, so this face-to-face move is really exciting." ”

After saying that, Ling Wenxuan turned sideways and fired several shots in succession, all of which hit the bamboo-green hardened skin, causing him to laugh heartily: "It's not itchy at all, do you have a more interesting move?"

"I've used it, take a look at your own here. Ling Wenxuan suddenly stopped moving and stood in front of Zhu Lu, using the spirit instead of his fingers to press on his lower abdomen.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhulu's mouth, and he realized that he had been shot: "How is it possible......?

"You've dodged all the bullets and petrified your skin, right? But seeing isn't necessarily believing. Ling Wenxuan turned the gun in his hand, "What you saw just now is just an illusion created by me with my own spiritual power and the spirit gun, the sound of the gun and the bullet are all hallucinations, in fact, the timing of the shot is just the moment when you are negligent." ”

"Damn...... No need to explain. Zhulu covered his wounds and was about to continue fighting.

"No, next thing I want to ask, I hope you can answer me honestly. Ling Wenxuan took out a note from his pocket and entrusted it to Zi Ning out of thin air with spiritual power, "I heard that there is a copy of the "Ziyun Ancient Scroll" in the vast library, which was written by the great sage of the ancient Ziyun Kingdom, this is the poem I copied, there is a doubt in it that I have never been able to understand, the poem does not mention the 'instrument' needed to complete the ceremony, as far as I know, any sacrament is inseparable from the existence of the 'instrument', as a descendant of the dragon clan, you will definitely understand the mystery." ”

Zi Ning took the note, carefully looked at the three signs that God said on the note, her expression became more and more solemn, through the verses she had already guessed the possibility of the "instrument", there was only one thing in the Qishui Dragon Palace that matched it, that is, the heart-wrenching, of course, such a dark truth could not be told to the other party.

I saw Zi Ning pretending to be calm and crumpling the note, throwing it on the ground and laughing: "You overestimate me too much, I don't understand what it means at all." ”

After listening to Zi Ning's answer, Ling Wenxuan's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and a red light flashed in his eyes: "I can only rely on the gun to force you to say it." ”

It's a pity that Ling Wenxuan was still a step slower, and the moment he swung the gun, a powerful force bound his hands and lifted him up, and countless chains emerged from the night pearl on the Shuanglong mural, passing through his body, accompanied by a miserable scream, and a heart-rending pain came from his heart.

"Mr. Priest, how does it feel like to be sleepy?" Zi Ning's lips rose slightly because of pride, and only then did Ling Wenxuan notice the movement of her right hand, it turned out that there was a pentagonal mechanism on the jade box where the dragon chair was placed, and just now she activated the mechanism to summon the chain.

Ling Wenxuan struggled desperately to get rid of the entanglement of the chains, but to no avail, every time he struggled, the chains would become tighter, the spirit fell to the ground, and he was helpless when the gun was not around, he looked up at the Shuanglong mural on the ceiling, and finally remembered that it was exactly the same as the mural of the "Purple Cloud Scroll" in the vast library.

Zi Ning seemed to read Ling Wenxuan's thoughts, and said lightly: "Do you know why? Because the mechanism of the Purple Yun Ancient Scroll in the vast library imitates the design of our dragon clan, the dark sacrament recorded on the ancient scroll has been lost for thousands of years, and the sage who hid the ancient scroll is to prevent the dark sacrament from reappearing in the world one day, and the mechanism hidden in the Qishui Dragon Palace can prevent all this, and there are actually two mechanisms in the Qishui Dragon Palace, one can lead to the place where the Dreadnought Sword is located, and the other is to open the desperate sleepy heart lock. ”

"I see, you mean that the sacraments refer to the 'instrument' hidden in the secret passage ahead. Ling Wenxuan gasped and replied.

"You don't need to understand that the invisible shackles will gradually tighten your heart, and once you fall into the lock, you will inevitably die of heartbreak within four hours. ”

After that, Zi Ning and Zhu Lu walked down the secret passage, Ling Wenxuan looked at their backs and fell into deep thought, what should he do to get out of the predicament? Just now Zi Ning said that what binds him is the "invisible shackles".

Could it be that only he can see these chains that lock him?