Liu Lianlang slept very comfortably this night, and when he woke up, he felt extraordinarily clear, twisting his neck, stretching his arms, kicking his legs, and moving his body a few times.

Looking up, I found that the three moons had changed a lot of angles at this time, and it was obvious that I had slept for a long time.

The sea in the distance was still as dark as ink, and the Demon Soul Island was gray. Only this silvery sand beach is quiet, shining with clear hues, and the sea breeze blows in and makes you feel comfortable.

Touching his arms, the scroll was still there. The fire had long since been extinguished, and only a few and a half pieces of wood were left in the sea breeze, and they were extinguished before they were finished.

There are two coconuts next to it, which is a masterpiece before going to bed. Liu Lianlang bent down and threw a punch, knocked open a crack, and juice flowed out, and he drank it again.

After drinking, he threw it directly behind his head, wiped his hands on his clothes indiscriminately, and sat down again, thinking about what to do next.

The hand involuntarily groped for the Moyu skeleton, and the slightest coolness soaked into the heart, extending to the whole body, and there seemed to be a divine thought in the brain.

The feeling is becoming clearer and more familiar. Liu Lianlang glanced down at the black jade skeleton and said to himself: "You must be a baby, otherwise those strange birds and snakes will not desperately rob you, if only you could help me get out of this ghost place!" After speaking, he looked at the boundless sea and sighed.

Suddenly, I felt that my eyes were blurry, and a faint black smoke surrounded my body, slowly forming a black smoke hood, enveloping myself inside.

Through that hood, the outside world was vague and unclear. Looking down, Liu Lianlang saw that the black smoke was emitted by the Moyu skeleton, and at this time, the black gas was still flowing out of the Moyu skull's mouth.

And I couldn't see anything clearly in front of me, and my body was in boundless darkness. The fluttering body had already left the ground, and floated diagonally into the air, as if it was floating over the Demon Soul Island.

Liu Yinglang couldn't see anything in the dark, and felt that it was really depressing, so he said casually: "It's good to be brighter, just brighter." "Strange to say, there are really some shadowy things in front of me.

"Hehe, this time Liu Lianlang is happy, this black jade skeleton actually listens to his own words!" After shouting a few words one after another, Liu Lianlang's eyes were clear.

Finding himself floating above the Demon Soul Island, the island was not so hazy at this time, and Liu Zhilang felt that the island was about dozens of kilometers in circumference.

The northwest of the island is slightly higher, and the southeast is low. There are many peaks in the northwest direction, and the valley is full of jade trees, and the cliffs are full of strange pines.

To the southeast, there are mostly shrubs, large patches of grass, interspersed with willows, coconut trees, oak trees, etc., dotted here and there.

Some of them were high but not very high, and Liu Zhilang recognized that he had fallen here from the sky. At that time, the light was very dim and it was not very real, and at this time, I found that there were stone formations like the Five Elements and Five Colors God Stone Formation everywhere, and there were no less than hundreds of them that came into view, almost one for every few hundred meters apart.

On a big stone in the middle of these stone formations, three big blue characters were written wildly, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, which was dazzling.

Liu Zhilang read softly, Skeleton Slope, what does this mean? Could it be that all the skeletons are buried in the ground here?

Looking at those stone henges again, there is a stone tablet in each stone formation, and it is all black, and a skull is carved on the tablet, but the form is different.

To the southwest of the island is a large forest, very dense, and the trees are surprisingly tall, and from a distance, it is dark.

The most obvious thing in the northeast direction is that there are several rivers meandering westward and then detouring to the east, and the banks of the rivers are full of fragrant grass and drunken willows, which is a bit poetic and picturesque.

The most eye-catching thing is the very central part of the Demon Soul Island, a huge iron tree, about five or six zhang high, about two meters in diameter, the crown of the iron branches runs left and right, the branches are full of skeletons, wandering in the wind, there are people, there are beasts, and there are simply not what the head is.

Liu Langlang watched the black ball closer, and saw that the iron tree was full of grooves and red rust. In front of the iron tree was a flat area a few zhang square, apparently made by man, and there was a tall altar on the flat ground, about one and a half zhang high, and a huge cauldron at each of the four corners, and there seemed to be something like liquid in the pot.

Liu Lianlang stood above the altar and looked around in eight directions on the edge of the island, except for the southeast direction, there was a huge colored pillar standing high into the sky, which was black, white, yellow, purple, pink, gold, green, due south, and there was an even more huge red pillar on the hillside, which covered the surrounding area with a layer of red halo.

All this seems to be like the structure of the Emerald Mausoleum, except that there is no blue giant pillar in the southeast direction, if there is, Liu Zhilang speculates that maybe he is inside the Emerald Mausoleum!

However, there is no such blue color in the southeast direction. After looking at it for a while, Liu Lianlang felt even more confused, those stone formations, what kind of name this altar is, where can I figure it out for a while.

It's better to go home soon.,I don't know how Sister Shifeng is now.,I hope it's just a nightmare.。

Liu Lianlang groped the Moyu skeleton and silently said home in his heart, a cloud of black smoke quickly floated up on the altar, shooting towards the southeast of Demon Soul Island, Liu Lianlang only felt that it was dark in front of him and threw himself into the infinite darkness, the wind howled in his ears, the unjust soul cried, and the sound of sneering was endless.

I felt that I passed one mountain after another, and there was a river under my feet, and it didn't take long for it to stop.

Everything was familiar in front of me, the silver moonlight on the crooked crescent moon lake, and the crooked moon had already turned west.

The night breeze blows, bringing a faint floral fragrance. The sky was no longer so dark, dawn was soon coming, and the waterfowl in the lake began to whisper, presumably arranging daytime activities.

The solemn Jade Mausoleum still stands solemnly, and even the reflection in the lake is full of mystery. Habitually counting, one, two······ Eight, how?

What about the blue tombstone in the southeast direction? Liu Zhilang wiped his eyes a few times, and was sure that he was not mistaken, the blue tombstone disappeared, and there was not even a trace on the ground, and it disappeared out of thin air.

At this time, Liu Lianlang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he couldn't say what this premonition was. Subconsciously groping for the Moyu skeleton, the feeling of cool silk makes people inexplicably happy.

The wisps of black smoke returned to the black jade skeleton. Looking at the wisps of black smoke flowing into the skeleton's mouth, in the hazy sight, Liu Yanlang carefully recalled the scene when Sister Shifeng encountered danger, first fainted in the distance, and then fainted himself, but at the moment of fainting, Sister Shifeng had not been hurt, although the white tiger opened its huge mouth, its eyes looking at Sister Shifeng seemed to be very gentle.

Could it be ······ Liu Zhilang thought to himself.