Chapter 237: The Soul of the Detaine

The sharp arrow shot into the eyebrows of Wu Luoyang, and the other party immediately put away the next attack move, and bowed his hand to Wu Luoyang to inform her of the pass.

Seeing this, Wu Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, you can go up to the third floor.

Before the defending formation Wu Luoyang dissipated, Wu Luoyang asked her: "Within the Bamboo Tower Formation, except for my companions entering, are there other people entering?" ”

Faced with Wu Luoyang's question, Wu Luoyang, who was defending the formation, pursed his lips lightly.

After thinking for a moment, she made a gesture with Wu Luoyang to invite her upstairs, and said, "The answer you want is on the third floor, please." ”

Seeing that she couldn't get an answer here, Wu Luoyang didn't ask more, since Wu Luoyang said that the answer was on the third floor, then she had to go to the third floor to find out.

Who did Du Surui encounter in the Bamboo Tower Formation?

With this question, Wu Luoyang and the Taurus Star Anemone Imperial Concubine came to the third floor together.

This is also the top floor of the bamboo building.

On the top floor of the bamboo building is a small room with a small terrace.

Standing on the terrace, you can overlook the beautiful scenery deep in the mountains and feel the mystery and power of nature.

Wu Luoyang entered the room from the open-air platform.

I saw that the room was simply furnished, with only a bamboo bed and a bamboo table, but the window of the room was the only well-preserved part of the bamboo building.

Wen Qiqi's eyes were closed, and he lay on his back on the bamboo bed in the room, his hands gently resting on his abdomen, and fell into a quiet sleep.

"Changning!"

When the Taurus Star Anemone Princess saw it, she shouted urgently.

stepped forward and walked to the bamboo bed, the anemone sat sideways on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to caress Wen Qiqi's sleeping face, and his fingertips flickered with golden light.

"Changning, wake up!"

Feeling something, the Taurus Star Anemone Imperial Concubine suddenly panicked.

Wu Luoyang hurriedly walked over.

Standing beside the anemone, he asked aloud, "Princess Anemone, what's wrong with Qiqi?" ”

The anemone princess did not answer, turned around, and sat at the head of the bed in a different position.

"Luoyang, quick, help me help Changning up."

Hearing this, Wu Luoyang did so, and reached out to help Wen Qiqi, who closed his eyes tightly and called for him, to sit up.

I saw that the Taurus Star Anemone Imperial Concubine raised her sword finger, tapped it on Wen Qiqi's back heart, and activated the skill again, and then her face turned ugly.

Seeing Wen Qiqi's pale and bloodless face, Wu Luoyang also immediately launched a perception technique.

In the next second, Wu Luoyang's pupils were shocked.

"Changning...... The soul is lost! ”

The hoarse voice of the Taurus Star Anemone Imperial Princess, and the feeling of pinprick came from her heart.

Princess Changning, the biological daughter of the coup d'Γ©tat, had to ask the national teacher Wu Luoyang to help secretly send her out of the palace to avoid the disaster, separated from her flesh and blood, and never saw her again until she died.

Now, Wen Qiqi, who met the reincarnation of Changning again, was in danger again, and Princess Anemone was sad in the face of her powerlessness to save herself.

Wu Luoyang put away his hand.

Just now she used her perception technique to probe Wen Qiqi's situation, and it was indeed as Queen Anemone said......

Wen Qiqi was unconscious because his soul was lost.

"Where will Qiqi's soul be?"

Wu Luoyang asked.

Princess Haikui raised the back of her hand and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, and replied to her: "In the illusion, we can't get out, so Changning's soul should not be taken away." ”

Hearing the words of the Anemone Imperial Princess, Wu Luoyang nodded in agreement.

"Let me see Qiqi's divine consciousness information."

In the next second, Wu Luoyang's sword pointed at Wen Qiqi Heavenly Court and launched an exploration technique.

Probe Wen Qiqi's divine sense.

A fire-colored air flow entered Wen Qiqi's Heavenly Court acupoint, and Wu Luoyang's spiritual sense entered Wen Qiqi's body, followed her meridians into the realm of consciousness, and found Wen Qiqi's divine consciousness bead from which he wanted the big answer.

A clear picture came into Wu Luoyang's mind.

After Wen Qiqi and Du Surui entered the bamboo building, a black figure followed them, driving the panicked people to the direction of the bamboo building stairs, and everyone had nowhere to hide, so they followed the footsteps of Hong Yan and went straight to the third floor to come here.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Luoyang saw that a terrifying scene appeared.

On the bamboo floor on the third floor, an iron chain-like evil qi chain suddenly appeared, trapping the sea anemone princess, Hong Yan, Du Surui, and Wen Qiqi one by one, and the evil qi chain continued to draw spiritual energy from them.

Wen Qiqi was the weakest among them and had no defense, so she was the first to pass out.

Then, Wu Luoyang saw it......

A large black hand broke through from the ground and grabbed Wen Qiqi's heart.

In the next second, Wen Qiqi showed a painful look on his face, and his weak soul was sucked away by something from the back of his heart, and left along the black evil qi chain.

The screen turns.

Wu Luoyang's pupils shrank violently, and he saw the person who had taken Wen Qiqi's soul away......

Scold!

Wu Luoyang opened his eyes in shock.

Only then did I realize that my heart was beating wildly, gasping for breath, and my forehead was drenched in cold sweat.

"Luoyang, have you found Changning's soul?"

Seeing Wu Luoyang open her eyes, the anemone princess who was sitting at the head of the bed and holding Wen Qiqi in her arms asked urgently, "Where is her soul?" ”

Wu Luoyang's body trembled slightly, trying to calm his emotions.

Hearing the question of the Anemone Imperial Princess, Wu Luoyang slowly raised his hand and pointed towards a black-faced idol in the corner of the third floor.

"Where!"

Hearing this, the Anemone Princess turned her head.

Looking at the inconspicuous black-faced statue hanging on the wall in the shadows of the corner, her eyes flashed with horror and she lost her voice......

"The Dark Lord!"

The Dark Lord?

Wu Luoyang was horrified in his heart.

Looking at the black-faced idol again, the dark eyes emitted a faint black aura, even though it was only a god, it still exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.

Walking to the bottom of the black-faced statue, Wu Luoyang asked his doubts.

"Didn't Wu Luoyang, who was guarding the formation in the trial ground just now, say that there is no evil spirit in the Bamboo Tower Formation?"

"They're lying!"

The anemone princess hugged Wen Qiqi in her arms, and her hands couldn't help but tremble.

Wu Luoyang's eyes gradually sank.

"Whether they are lying or not, Wen Qiqi is my companion, I will not leave her!"

The voice fell.

Wu Luoyang raised her right hand, her fingertips condensed a touch of fire-colored Yuan Qi, and threw it at the black-faced idol on the wall, and her spiritual sense entered that special enchantment.

In the enchantment filled with black mist, a powerful mage dressed in a black robe and wearing a large black cloak raised the staff in his hand, condensing incomparably powerful energy. His eyes were solemn and focused, and his mouth was full of words, and incantations echoed in his mouth.

Behind the black-robed Taoist priest, Wen Qiqi lowered his head, as if he was sleeping, but his body was bound by a black chain on a pillar carved with runes in pitch-black.

Wu Luoyang stepped forward.

The black-robed Taoist priest raised his head slightly, and with a wave of the staff, a bright light shot out from the staff and quickly spread.

The light formed a huge circle that encircled the entire area.

This is an enchantment, a barrier that separates the inner and outer worlds between the black Taoist priest and Wu Luoyang. The energy of the enchantment spreads out, forming a transparent film that seems fragile but contains great power.

"You're finally here."

The black-robed Taoist priest spoke slowly, and it turned out to be a woman's beautiful voice.