On the island in the middle of the lake.

Yang Limin smiled with a pretty face and her eyes were as watery as she looked at everyone's attitude of "I am a good old man who is enthusiastic about helping others do things."

He didn't even point it out, and let them sing their own freely.

"Okay, since you have agreed, can you start taking action?"

"Afterwards, if you want to surrender to Your Highness, then come to the Holy City to wait."

When everyone heard this, they all bowed to the silver-haired and red-eyed Ancient Clan's highness in unison. They couldn't wait to leave the Tianzi Holy Stone Garden of the Ji Family Gambling Stone Floor, and were unwilling to stay here for one more minute.

On an exquisite and elegant island.

The false smile on Yang Limin's face has disappeared and has become calm again.

The pair of warm and water-like starry eyes flashed with the meaning of thinking. While thinking about some things, she ordered Mei Xianghui without looking back: "Go and bring all the stones in the entire holy city, no matter how big or low."

"Don't let go of even those stone residues used for decoration."

"Okay, Your Highness, please wait for a while, and I will go back." Mei Xianghui bowed to Yang Limin and Yingluo respectively, and then turned around and left the island in the middle of the lake.

Start cleaning the decorative stone residue inside the Tianzi Stone Garden of Jijia Gambling Stone Floor, and do not let go of any of them.

Such a posture is even more exaggerated than a bandit entering the village.

The land was almost stripped away.

Mei Xianghui swept across the 18th level of Ji's Gambling Stone Floor and headed straight for Yaoguang Holy Land.

All the gambling stone yards opened by holy places and aristocratic families are not planned to be spared.

...

...

On the other side, Ji Family Gambling Stone House is in the Tianzi Stone Garden.

Yang Limin walked calmly and looked calm. She came directly to a delicate small attic built on the shore of a small lake. She looked at her Tai Chi Qihai in her spirit and waved her hand to release a treasure source from it.

In the source, Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi who was thousands of years ago, was sealed.

"Yingluo, suppress the woman sealed in the source in an instant and do not let her have the slightest resistance." Yang Limin turned her head and looked at Yingluo, reached out to point at the saint of Yaochi Yang Yi and ordered.

"Okay, Your Highness, don't worry." Yingluo blinked her beautiful eyes lightly, as pretty as a naughty girl, and said with a smile: "With me here, this little human girl can't make a fuss."

"That's good." Yang Limin nodded slightly after getting Yingluo's promise.

Then she raised her left hand and stretched out a slender jade finger on Baoyuan. Suddenly, a small piece of green and verdant vine appeared on her fingertips.

The vines are like swimming snakes, flexible and agile, and the tips easily pierce into the treasure source.

He began to quickly devour the rich life essence contained in the treasure source and store it as an energy reserve for various items.

But in a blink of an eye.

The complete treasure source with the surging breath of life was immediately broken into a pool of gray-white powder, losing all the essence of life, and Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi who was sealed in it, also showed signs of life revival.

The long and curved black eyelashes began to tremble slightly, as if they were about to open them.

"Well, what is this place?" Not long after, the saint of Yaochi Yang Yi opened her clear and clean eyes. She looked at the completely unfamiliar environment around her, a little confused and confused.

I haven't reacted for a while.

Just then.

Wang Yingluo stepped forward, raised her right hand, spread her five fingers together, pressed her head, suppressing everything she had, not just her cultivation.

There are also its soul strength, body strength, etc.

at the same time.

Yang Limin used another soul technique in the incomplete forbidden art of "The Classic of Ten Thousand Souls" - soul capture technique.

In an instant, a cold light flashed in her red eyes.

The ethereal and invisible mental power turned into strands of invisible threads, intertwined and changed in her eyes, quickly forming a strange soul-catching puppet curse mark like a worm.

"Swish..."

Two soul-catching puppet curse marks shot out from Yang Limin's pupils and penetrated into the eyes of Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi.

Then, like a living thing, bite through Yang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness defense and crawl into Yang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

“Uh uh uh…!”

The sudden and severe pain made Yang Yi's beautiful eyes turn pale.

The charming and delicate body with ups and downs wanted to struggle and tremble, but under Yingluo's fair little hand, he could not move at all, and he had no power to resist.

He was forcibly enduring the strong pain coming from his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, in Yang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The two soul-sucking puppet curse marks that looked like worms, swayed their flexible and agile body to Yang Yi's face of the powerful soul that was completely suppressed, twisted her sharp head and aimed at Yang Yi's soul eyes.

Immediately, two soul-catching puppet curse seals were under Yang Limin's control and rushed towards Yang Yi's soul eyes.

It seemed as if two strange electric drills were waving towards Yang Yi's eyes.

In this moment!

The more intense pain of the soul emerged from Yang Yi's soul's eyes, and Yang Yi struggled even harder.

But there was no useful resistance.

The slender hand pressed on her head was as heavy as an ancient sacred mountain.

She was so oppressed that she was powerless to resist.

that's all.

Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi who once had the greatest beauty in the world and had countless suitors, was now slumped on the ground and was unable to withstand the forcibly invaded the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was despair and reluctance in my eyes.

The two soul-catching puppet curse seals were penetrated into the depths of Yang Yi's soul's soul's eyes, and then intersected with each other's head and tail, reorganized on their own, and transformed into a more strange and complex sub-soul-catching puppet curse seal.

Like a vertical eye, it is engraved and hidden inside Yang Yi's soul.

Very hidden and difficult to detect.

at the same time.

In Yang Limin's sea of ​​consciousness, a mother soul-catching puppet curse seal with the same similar structure but more complex and mysterious structure appeared.

Then, she spoke to Yingluo and said, "Let go of all-round suppression on her, and I will try the effect."

Upon hearing this, Yingluo raised her slender jade hand lightly, but Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi, no longer struggled or resisted.

Yang Limin tried to control Yang Yi and found that it was very difficult to control with her current cultivation level in the other side.

The other party even showed signs of being out of control.

"Abolish part of her cultivation and suppress her to the Taoist Palace." Yang Limin hurriedly gave an order.

Yingluo did not hesitate at all, and pointed out with one point, directly shattering many secret realms in Yang Yi's body, leaving only the existence of the Whampoa Sea and the Dao Palace.
Chapter completed!