Chapter 756： Enter the Zide Hall!

"Why can't you leave?"

Qiu Wushuang frowned, his purple eyes were cold, his face was inexplicable, and he asked with a cold voice.

"No, that's what Elder Ziling meant! Why, you dare to defy?"

It was a female warrior headed by her. She was strong and broad, with an extra-high chest and waist, half a head higher than Qiu Wushuang, and her breastplate was much harder and thicker than other female warriors, and she was engraved with a purple mother. Leopard, leopard eyes wide open, extremely fierce.

Her voice was slightly muffled, like iron halberd frustrating ice, sandpaper rubbing a sword, plump lips with contempt, and her two big eyes were highlighted like purple lamps, and her tone was extremely bad.

As a true disciple of the Hall of Law Enforcement, Qiu Wushuang always kills the fruit and goes straight to him. When he has suffered such a suffocation, he suddenly surges in blood, his purple eyes are blasting with cold light, and his sharp claws suddenly rise:

"you!!"

"Master Wushuang, don't be impulsive..."

After all, it was on the site of Ziweixuan. Moreover, the other party had a lot of people, and the name of Yan Ziling was used to suppress others. It can be said that it is a good time and place. It is not a wise move to act with the other party at this time and place.

Dongfang Yu hurriedly pulled Qiu Wushuang's tightly curled soap cloth sleeves, Xue Liang's eyes exuded some begging soft light, Qiu Wushuang's chest was violently ups and downs because of his anger, but after seeing Dongfang Yu's discouraging look, he finally restrained Kill all bursts of like a bird finger claw.

She is not a stupid and reckless man, she naturally knows that fighting against the female warrior of the Purple Spirit Pavilion here can not get half the benefits.

‘Incompetent rage, extremely ridiculous! ’

Seeing this, the female military commander named the head snorted contemptuously, and said coldly to Qiu Wushuang and Dongfang Yu with a smile on her face:

"Two, please!"

Qiu Wushuang was like a defeated prisoner of war, her purple eyes covered with a dark cloud, and her expression was gloomy. Dongfang Yu followed her behind, and didn't know how to comfort her for a while.

The second woman was led by the female military general and walked towards a dark mountain col.

"Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha..."

A group of female warriors in the Ziling Pavilion voluntarily gave way and watched Qiu Wushuang's two daughters. Although they didn't say a word, they all had a contemptuous smile, contemptuous ridicule, and endless chuckles. In the sound.

Feeling countless cynicism eyes on her body, Qiu Wushuang was shackled on her back, her head lowered as she buried her head, and she wished to find a place to get in.

Helplessly sweeping the ground, humiliated and unable to sing, it is really aggrieved.

‘Today’s shame, I have written down, Qiu Wushuang, and you will double it in Ziling Pavilion in the future! ’

Ziling Pavilion has violated the rules of Wutianjiao by privately imprisoning his fellow disciples.

Qiu Wushuang can sanction these female warriors in the name of the Hall of Law Enforcement on the left side.

Of course, she didn't do it like this, except for the fact that there are many enemies and we are few, and there is no advantage to doing it here.

There is another reason. The reason why these Ziling Pavilion female warriors dared to be so arrogant must be relying on a strong backstage. This backstage is Yan Ziling? Or a greater power?

So far, it is not certain.

Ziwei Xuan has become more and more powerful in Wutian Sect, dominating Linghu resources, and monopolizing Sendai, which has long caused dissatisfaction with many elders in the religion.

Since it was so easy to enter Ziwei Xuan this time, he couldn't get the chance, Qiu Wushuang couldn't feel at ease to go back empty-handed, and she just wanted to see if Ziling Pavilion detained them. What did she intend to do?

A white jade palace built of qiong piles of jade stands in a purple cloud, surrounded by flowers and shadows, green vines and thousands of hanging trees, like a fairy and a fantasy, beautiful atmosphere.

Here is the Ziwei Xuan Zide Hall!

Beneath the purple cloud, there were clusters of flowers, and the two figures, one green and one green, leaped and shuttled across the layers of flowers, and finally broke through the surging purple clouds and came to the arched gate of the palace that was white as a bright moon.

Above the gate of the palace, the plaque hangs high and the eight characters are written, the atmosphere is elegant and majestic:

Purple Qi is coming from the east, Deze's side!

On both sides of the temple gate, there are two elegant bonsais, black stone purple flowers, interlaced vines, extremely gorgeous petals, fresh and tender stamens, which look proud of the crowd.

"Who is here?!"

Two figures, one green and one green, were about to enter the hall, and the two plumes of smoke suddenly flowed out of the bonsai like a purple dragon.

Swift! Swift!

The moment when two groups of beautiful purple flowers bloomed in the purple mist, two beautiful shadows appeared from them, both of them were dressed in a veil-like purple skirt, both of them were charming, charming and not vulgar. Condensed a phantom "purple" and "de", his identity is self-evident, he is a fairy in the two flowers.

"The true disciple Zhou Lu'er of the Qinglian Pavilion in the next Qinglian Pavilion, this is my junior sister Huang Ying, and I came to the Zide Hall to discuss matters on the order of the elder Qinglian."

Seeing Zide Huaxian appeared, Zhou Lu'er didn't dare to make any trouble, so she immediately clasped her fists to explain her intention.

"This is a token of Qinglian Pavilion, please look at the two fairies!"

The female disciple of the Qinglian Pavilion named Huang Ying beside her spread out her palms, revealing a phantom green lotus.

"No, since there is an important matter to discuss, then go in quickly and don't miss the important matter."

The two flower fairies looked very clear and cold, and after they said, they turned into two wisps of purple smoke to restore their bonsai state.

Zhou Lu'er and Huang Ying looked at each other, nodded to each other, without hesitation, immediately moved side by side into the hall.

Whizzing!

Immediately after the two women entered the hall, two wisps of purple clouds and flower shadows sprang out, forming a Tai Chi Dao seal, like adding a transparent barrier to the arched door.

From the outside, it was impossible to detect any sounds and pictures in the hall.

The Zide Hall to Ziwei Xuan is equivalent to the Diantian Temple to Wutianjiao. It is the place where Ziwei Xuan is located, guarded by the Zide Flower Fairy and protected by the spirit of Oriental Ziwei.

Normally, only the elders of Ziweixuan Seven Pavilions can enter, and the rest of the disciples can only pass by the shore of Linghu Lake, or on the Huaying Bridge, and take a long look.

It was Zhou Lu'er and Huang Ying who had entered the Zide Hall a few times.

But at this moment, the two of them no longer have any feelings about the grandeur of the Zide Hall. Before they entered the hall, the Six Pavilion elders had arrived early.

Inside the hall, like a honeycomb structure, dense small squares on the wall connect with each other.

The square is divided into seven fan-shaped areas, Qige disciples sit cross-legged in them, in order.

Zhou Lu'er and Huang Ying flew straight to the area where the Qinglian Pavilion was located, and soon sat cross-body in two adjacent squares.

This square seems small, but when you go in, you will be surprised to find that it is like a small room with a table for the next case. People in it can easily stand up.

In the huge Zide Hall, I am afraid that there are thousands of such grids. Although they are not full, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the pavilions present.

At this moment, there was no sound of crows, no murmurs, and it was as quiet as a barren mountain, making people shudder.

"The resources of Wutian Sect are shrinking day by day, and the matter of cultivating the soul and vitality is imminent. The deity is entrusted by the leader of my religion.

Suddenly, a cold and charming female voice broke the silence in the hall with domineering.

This female voice is slow but not scattered, cold but not condensed, her words are clear, and the words are pearly, like the gods of heaven and music, constantly circling in the whole hall, constantly rippling in everyone's heart.

Let every disciple sitting in different positions can hear clearly, just like hearing a bell.

"It was a spiritual bath baptism ceremony in the third year of Wuxuan Middle School. The matter was big and should not be ignored. However, the deity focused on cultivating the spirit and could not get out. So the elders of the sixth pavilion and the true disciple first came to the Tianji Island of Linghu to preside over this session. The spiritual bath ceremony requires a short period of time, and the deity descends in person and sits in Linghu to baptize the new disciples in Wuxuan..."

Zhou Luer heard about the prestige, and saw that in the center of the temple, there was a purple lotus platform hanging high. The lotus platform was surrounded by purple mist, and in the dim and faintly, it was seen that there was a beautiful and cold figure sitting in it like a frosty mirror.

The girl in the green shirt exhausted her eyes, the green shadow flickering in her transparent eyes, trying to peek through the purple mist, to see the true appearance of the figure, in a moment, she suddenly felt the purple mist backlash, her eyebrows hurt, her heart suddenly shook, and she hurriedly Withdraw his eyes and dare not look again.

Undoubtedly, the phantom in the purple lotus platform is the deity of Oriental Lagerstroemia!

"Unexpectedly, just a short while ago, a sudden incident occurred in Jingxin Lake on Tianji Island, and a bizarre whirlpool swallowed up a group of disciples. Elder Wuge didn't have any manpower to turn the tide!"

Speaking of this, the voice of Dongfang Ziwei's cold charm suddenly became dignified, and if there was a new wind in the hall, the breath would suddenly become cold.