"Sister Luo, are you okay!" a little girl dressed in goose yellow clothes came with more than a dozen people.

The little girl is like a peach blossom in March in the world, smiling at the red dust in the east wind. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes sparkled, like a jumping spring, flashing with smart light. The green breath is like the morning mountain breeze in the deep forest, and it is like an elf flying outside the dust, not limited to this complicated world.

"Mo Ying, you are here. Luo Yaozhan took the ink and looked at Wu Moying with a smile, like a peach blossom in March.

"My brother said that there was something wrong in Lingxiao Mountain, and asked me to take a look. By the way, Sister Luo, what's going on here?" Wu Moying's eyes flashed, shining like stars.

"Xiaoying, let's go, let's go back. ”

Luo Yaozhan pondered for a moment, but did not answer. Instead, he went directly to the Qiyue Palace.

Wu Moying pouted, didn't speak, and followed.

Inside the Qiyue Temple.

"Everyone stand down. Luo Yaozhan ordered, showing the majesty of the Immortal Monarch.

"Yes!" the group bowed.

"Yao'er, what happened today. Luo Yingfeng frowned, "Lingxiao Mountain is a place to support immortal souls, and there must be no mistakes." ”

"There was an outsider breaking in. Luo Yaozhan paused, "and didn't alarm anyone." Luo Yaozhan was extremely serious, and it could be seen that this matter was quite tricky.

"My Purple Mansion has been isolated from the world for thousands of years, and there are nine hundred and eighty-one ancient immortal arrays and enchantments outside. How could that man enter without anyone being alarmed?" Luo Yingfeng fell into an unprecedented seriousness, "Can that man say who he is?"

"The mother can know the Qingyin Palace. ”

"Qingyin Palace?A sect of cultivating immortals founded three thousand years ago. There are many disciples under the sect, and the palace masters of the past realms are all powerful people. Especially the current palace master, Mo Siqing. became famous at a young age, and his cultivation was extremely deep. Luo Yingfeng frowned, as if there was something strange.

"This person is Mo Siqing. ”

"Your Majesty, Immortal Jun, something has happened to the Immortal Fantasy Realm!"

Just as the two were discussing, Wu Moyu suddenly broke in.

"There is a spiritual riot in the phantom realm, and it can't be suppressed. If it continues, the illusion will collapse, and more than 300 people will be left with no bones. Wu Moyu was unusually serious, and his tone was extremely eager.

"Moyu, let's go, go listen to Sendai right away. Luo Yaozhan and the female monarch glanced at each other, and rushed to Tingsendai without thinking.

Listening to Sendai, the sky was originally clear, but at the moment it was purple thunder rolling and dark clouds were thick. Large and small cracks appeared in the entrance formation, and spiritual power leaked out, like a cosmic black hole, rolling up flying leaves in the sky, and the illusion was on the verge of collapse.

"Xiao Luo'er, what now?" Wu Moyu asked anxiously.

"Moyu, you stabilize the formation outside, I'll go in and rescue them out." Luo Yaozhan said in a deep voice.

"No!" Wu Moyu grabbed Luo Yaozhan's hand, "No one knows what's going on inside, you go in, have you thought about the consequences!" Wu Moyu almost roared.

Luo Yaozhan saw that the formation was gradually shattered, and she was ruthless and threw off Wu Moyu.

"The deity is an immortal monarch, and it is incumbent on him to protect the people of the Purple Mansion!"

The ink was poured out of the sheath, and a white dress flew up with the wind. Even if the road ahead is devastated, I have no regrets, because what fate has paid to me has always been Nirvana and rebirth.

"Xiao Luo'er!"

Wu Moyu shouted bitterly, looked at Luo Yaozhan's resolute back, and finally sighed helplessly. Sacrifice the Nine Spirit Staff and begin to stabilize the formation.

Xiao Luo'er, even if the fire burns and the sword pierces the heart, I will protect it with my life.

In the realm of fairy illusion, the sky in the distance was dark red, like a fierce beast in the dark night opening its bloody mouth, and the thick smoke from the volcanic eruption covered the sky. The rolling sky thundered and churned, and uncontrollable spiritual power constantly turned into feathered arrows and shot out in all directions.

Luo Yaozhan poured ink in one hand and pinched the seal with the other, forming an invisible spiritual power cover. With compassion in her eyes, she ventured through the billowing smoke.

Suddenly, a woman's whisper was heard not far away. Luo Yaozhan stepped on the immortal power and quickly swept over there. The girl in front of her was dying of lightning and lightning, and half of her face was obscured by a dark purple birthmark. But her eyes were as bright as the stars, bursting with unyielding pride.

Luo Yaozhan was stunned by that look, and forgot to go to save people. On the edge of the sky, a thunderclap fell, and it was about to hit the girl. At this critical moment, Luo Yaozhan instantly came back to his senses, and a sword collided with thunder and lightning, which could be blocked.

"Little girl, can you be seriously injured?" Luo Yaozhan asked softly.

Su'er looked at the big sister in front of her stupidly, watching her stand in front of her like a god, and an unprecedented feeling burst out from the bottom of her heart.

"No, it's fine. ”

"It's okay to hurt like this, little girl, don't you hurt. Luo Yaozhan's eyes were filled with tenderness, and a soft fairy power was injected into Xu'er's body.

"Su'er, my sister is going to save people, you follow me. ”

"Hmm. Su'er replied with a chatter.

After a long time, Luo Yaozhan found more than 300 women in the fantasy world. She stood in front of them, holding the ink in her hand and fighting the thunder and lightning, like a god in a decisive battle on the clouds, scolding Fang Xuan.

Suddenly, the illusion began to shake violently, and the sky was filled with flames.

"What to do! The illusion is coming down!"

"Xianjun, help me! I don't want to die yet!"

There was a noise on all sides, only Su'er stared at Luo Yaozhan, a resolute one.

"Sister, you're going to get us out, aren't you? ”

Luo Yaozhan smiled softly, she squatted down, touched Xu'er's head, and took off the hosta on her head and inserted it on her head:

"Xu'er, you take them, follow the light of the hosta, and go out to the fairy fantasy realm. ”

"Sister, what are you going to do?"

"Does Su'er believe in her sister?"

"Hmm. ”

"Remember, Su'er, be sure to get them out alive. ”

Outside the fairy illusion array, Wu Moyu's body trembled, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood:

"Xiaoluo'er, I'...... I can't hold it anymore......"