Luo Qian didn't dare to delay more, and followed the mark drawn by the Xiling Sword God, and stepped into the illusion again.

Billowing white mist rose all around, hiding Luo Qian's figure in it.

Seeing Luo Qian go alone to save his own young lady, Gonggong Li's heart warmed, and he reminded behind him: "General Luo, be careful!" ”

Luo Qian came in again, only to find that there were more than a dozen corpses left on the jade steps, and the clothes should be from Beiyan. Presumably, after Beiyan entered the ruins first, the person with a weak mind died in the illusion.

Luo Qian secretly raised his vigilance in his heart, but saw that there were many phantoms in front of him, and the light was strange, and there were many bright lights.

A majestic palace rises from the ground, Qionglou Yuyu, and the palace is endless. With such a scale, I am afraid that the entire Dayong Imperial City is only placed in one or two small courtyards on the top.

Luo Qian found that he had become a wandering spirit, ethereal and arbitrary, and could come and go freely in the void.

Luo Qian looked at this majestic palace, and a sense of familiarity inexplicably rose in his heart, but he couldn't remember when he had been here. In front of the palace, a tall building sign towered into the sky, Luo Qian controlled his body and flew to the clouds, and finally saw the name of the building card clearly.

Heavenly Palace!

I saw that these three words turned out to be the Heavenly Book Divine Script! Luo Qian's heart was shocked, could it be that this is the fairy world? These three majestic divine texts made Luo Qian feel familiar again, and it seemed to be connected with his own blood.

Luo Qian wanted to explore the extreme, so he flew towards the main hall, and thousands of palaces flew under his feet, and an ambition rose in his heart, as if he was the master here.

Flying over the palace, Luo Qian finally came to the front of the main hall, and in the clouds, two gilded divine texts emitted dazzling light.

Lagerstroemia!

Seeing these two words, Luo Qian finally understood why he had all kinds of strange feelings about this place, it turned out that this was the palace of his previous life.

Purple Microstar Jiaotian Palace

Wang Zhiwei once told him that he was originally the Lord of Ziwei Star, but on the day of the wedding of Jiaotian Palace, he was beaten to the dust by the Lord of the Greedy Wolf Star, and his newlywed wife was also locked in the Broken Phoenix Tower.

In the main hall, there is a burst of fairy music, and hundreds of fairy nepots are flying, with graceful postures and light dancing postures.

Through the heavy curtains, the Lord of the Greedy Wolf Star had a majestic face, lying lazily on the golden jade throne, enjoying the rights he had taken.

Luo Qian looked at the figure on the throne, and a monstrous hatred inexplicably rose in his heart, but he was just a wandering soul, even if he had a deep hatred in the sea of blood, he couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, a miserable scream covered the silk bamboo fairy music, and Luo Qianxun was prestigious, it was a delicate pagoda.

The greedy wolf star lord slowly opened his eyes, his five fingers kept rubbing on the broken phoenix tower, his face was filled with greed, and his eyes were full of lust, as if he was caressing the beauty locked in the tower.

Luo Qian's heart was full of hatred, how could his beloved woman let others play with him so profanely. He rushed to the Greedy Wolf Star Lord with all his might, wanting to snatch back his woman, but he could only hit his head in the face of the Greedy Wolf Star Lord, without doing anything.

The greedy wolf star lord's nose itched, and he sneezed lightly, Luo Qian suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and his wandering soul body was blown out of the main hall.

Luo Qian felt that he was a little pathetic and a little ridiculous, he couldn't even resist a sneeze from the other party, and what qualifications did he have.

Luo Qian slowly floated back to the main hall again, he wanted to take a look at the woman, the newlywed wife who endured the seven-bladed piercing heart every day for himself.

Inside the Broken Phoenix Tower, a few chains bound the jade feet of the bare hands, leaving a few red marks on the condensed skin. The snow-white flower skirt is like a sea of clouds, and the clouds are graceful, and the head is buried low. The woman lay weakly at the bottom of the tower, her chest was red with blood, adding poignant.

Luo Qian couldn't help but call out her name: Si Yao!

The woman seemed to hear Luo Qian's call, and raised her head to look at the void. Luo Qian finally saw her face clearly, with indefinite hope in her water-scissor-like blue spirit pupils, and her ice-white face was peerless.

Si Yao's face showed a different color, maybe it was the demon clan mark she left that touched the soul, Luo Qian felt a sudden throbbing in the depths of his soul, it was the taste of a thousand-year reunion.

I don't know the bond of the previous life, or the thousand years of this life, maybe it is the lovesickness imprinted in the soul, this woman has penetrated into her soul and can no longer erase it.

"Liluo, is that you?" A voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his soul, and the voice was as beautiful as heaven.

"Si Yao, it's me!" Luo Qian's heart was full of blood and tears, and he tried to respond, it turned out that his name in his previous life was Liluo.

"Get out of here, the Broken Phoenix Tower can lock the soul, don't let him find you!" Si Yao's eyes finally shed a thousand years of lovesick tears, which is a long-lost joy and a sorrow that is entangled from time to time.

Luo Qian ran the Xuan Gong, and a true yuan flowed into the spiritual platform, and all the phases in front of him dissipated. Before the soul returned to its place, he heard the clear voice: "I'm waiting for you!" ”

Standing on the white jade platform, raising his palm, a red fox mark appeared again, and Luo Qian's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Everything he had just experienced was so real, he believed that all this was not nothing, and his spirit had crossed the void to reach the fairy realm, and saw the woman who had been waiting for him for a thousand years.

The mark in the palm of his hand is the best proof of this, because only Si Yao and the Seven Kills can inspire this mark.

Luo Qian slowly calmed down, everything was empty talk in front of strength, and killing the immortal realm a moment earlier could make her suffer less for a moment.

The thick white mist spread out under Luo Qian's feet, which was a sign of breaking the environment, and Luo Qian stepped forward in the direction he came.

After walking a short distance, I saw Zhao Ji standing alone on the white jade platform.

Luo Qian approached and found that Zhao Ji's eyes were dull, his face was constantly changing, he was happy and sad, and he didn't know what this girl had experienced in the illusion.

"Zhao Ji!" Luo Qian called, but Zhao Ji didn't react at all, it should be that the illusion closed her six senses.

Luo Qian pondered for a while, stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of Zhao Ji's head, and a true yuan slowly crossed into his forehead. Luo Qian carefully grasped the strength of the true yuan, if he crossed into the true yuan too much, I was afraid that Zhao Ji would not be able to bear it, but it would hurt her to gain divine sense, and if she crossed too little, she could not help him dispel the illusion.

As Zhenyuan crossed in little by little, Zhao Ji gradually reacted, his eyes began to flicker constantly, and it was obvious that the six senses had reacted.

Luo Qian was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that Zhenyuan had played a role, and his subordinates continued to cross into Zhenyuan.

But no matter how Luo Qian urged Zhenyuan, Zhao Ji's expression was still immersed. Luo Qian couldn't help but be annoyed in her heart, what the hell is this girl doing, why is she unwilling to come out.

In desperation, I had to shout: "Don't wake up yet!" ”

Luo Qian knew that she had opened her six senses and could hear her own shouts. This shout did work, Zhao Ji slowly raised his eyes, just in time to see Luo Qian looking at him with concern.

"Chiro!" Zhao Ji snorted softly, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Luo Qian's neck, and buried his head in Luo Qian's chest.

Luo Qian was caught off guard, and was hugged by him, and his heart suddenly panicked. Hurriedly pushed Zhao Ji away, and said in her heart that she was in the fog and delirious, so she said loudly: "Miss Zhao, you have been caught in the fog illusion, wake up quickly!" ”

Zhao Ji looked dazed, followed Luo Qian's fingers and looked around, and finally found that he was still on the white jade steps, surrounded by fog.

"Oops!" Zhao Ji exclaimed in surprise and left Luo Qian, suddenly remembering what he had done just now, and suddenly felt ashamed.

Luo Qian's sleeves waved to dispel the fog and led Zhao Ji forward: "Let's go, Steward Li is in a hurry!" ”

Zhao Ji blushed to his neck, buried his head and followed behind Luo Qian, not knowing what to think again.

Gonggong Li saw from a distance that the two of them had come out of the illusion one after the other, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiling Sword God walked forward with an expressionless face, Luo Qian followed, Zhao Ji still lowered his head and couldn't guess his thoughts, Gonggong Li asked with a concerned face: "Childe, but what's the discomfort?" ”

"Call me Miss!" Zhao Ji finally admitted his identity as a daughter, in fact, the identity of the son was played for Luo Qian, since the other party already knew, there was no need to continue acting.

"Yes! Is the young lady unwell? Would you like to take a break? "Gonggong Li fully embodies the duty of a slave.

"No need, I'm fine!" Zhao Ji adjusted his mood, and finally hid his face with a red glow, looking at Luo Qian's back, his eyes were a little complicated.

The white jade steps overlapped from bottom to top for several miles, and several people were worried that there would be mechanisms, so they didn't dare to walk too fast.

After walking for another hour, I finally saw the first palace from a distance, but fortunately, I didn't encounter any other magic circles after the illusion.

Luo Qian frowned, noticed the sound of impact in the palace in front of him, and squinted at the Xiling Sword God, the Xiling Sword God's expression was still the same, and he walked forward by himself.

"Senior, there are some situations ahead, we need to be careful." Luo Qian couldn't help but remind loudly.

"It's okay, just a little clown." Xiling Sword God spoke indifferently.

Luo Qian didn't want to say anything more, so he could only follow closely behind him, if he really encountered any situation, he could let this sword god stand in front.

The group of four finally climbed the white jade staircase, a magnificent palace stood in front of them, the corner eaves were towering, and the walls of the building were all white marble bricks, a fairy atmosphere.

Under the high gate wall of the palace, a blue jade stone gate blocked the way in.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! There was a loud bang in front of the jade gate.

Dozens of Northern Yan warriors were naked, and they jointly carried a battering ram made of a boulder, repeatedly hitting the blue jade stone gate.

There are also hundreds of Northern Yan warriors guarding the side, all kinds of utensils are lined up in front of the Qingyu Gate, and even brought a catapult for the siege of the city, it seems that the Northern Yan has invested enough money on this trip to the ruins.

In the sound of the trumpet, the battering ram repeatedly struck the blue jade stone gate, and the green jade stone gate kept shaking, as if it would open at any time.

Luo Qian and several people finally appeared in front of the palace, and the Beiyan scouts also found the traces of several people, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly blew the horn.

The horn sounded, and dozens of Northern Yan warriors quickly lined up, drew their weapons, and immediately surrounded them.

The Xiling Sword God's expression was still the same, and with a wave of one hand, a sword qi sprinkled through, and the Beiyan soldiers suddenly turned on their backs.

"Xiling Sword God! I haven't been down to the Sleepy God Peak for decades, why are you interested in visiting my Beiyan today? An old and thick voice sounded.

"Murong Feng! You're no match for me! The Xiling Sword God raised his eyebrows and his eyes widened.

Luo Qian and the others were shocked when they heard this, and Murong Feng, the high priest of Beiyan, also came here. But if you think about it, it should be like this, the weight of the ancient immortal gate ruins in the mortal world is undoubted, and if the harvest is abundant, it is enough to change the pattern of the world.

Luo Qian secretly suspected in his heart, the top masters of Xiling and Beiyan are here, which master is Dayong?

At first, he thought that the three of them were the main force sent by Dayong, but after seeing Murong Feng, Luo Qian realized that Dayong's layout would not be so simple.

Speaking of which, Dayong can compete with the Xiling Sword God and Murong Feng, only Wang Zhiwei is alone. But Wang Zhiwei had already been sent by himself to find Ye Bodhi, and he didn't know who Dayong would send.