Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"Go down, I just need junior sister to protect me." When Mo Jinghong said this, his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. He still looked dignified.

Feng Qingran just nodded and didn't think anything was wrong.

Zhuo Yan almost wanted to imitate others and roll his eyes, but he rolled his eyes anyway.

Feng Qingran took out several defensive magic weapons and handed them to Mo Jinghong one by one, "Senior Brother Seventh, this one can resist the erosion of evil spirits, this one can prevent evil spirits, and this one is a heart-protecting scale..."

Feng Qingran almost equipped Mo Jinghong from head to toe.

Mo Jinghong's eyes flashed with tenderness, and a sparkling and shining step wave appeared in his hand.

Mo Jinghong raised his slender hand and inserted Bu Yao into Feng Qingran's hair.

Feng Qingran looked slightly stunned, touched the Bu Yao in her hair, and felt that it was unusual, and asked curiously: "Senior Brother Seventh, what level of magic weapon is this?"

"It's just an ordinary magic weapon." Mo Jinghong said warmly.

Zhuo Yan looked at Feng Qingran wearing Bu Yao in a daze.

Hearing Mo Jinghong's words, his eyes immediately widened. The master really knew how to tell lies with his eyes open.

Is this a Taoist weapon? ?

The Tao is above all else.

Taoist weapons are naturally the first among all magical weapons.

Even in the Immortal Realm, there are no more than three Dao tools.

Because the cost of refining a Taoist weapon is too high!

The status of the Taoist weapon is almost equal to that of the Sky-Opening Ax.

Such a rare and precious thing has become an ordinary magic weapon in the owner's mouth!

Zhuo Yan really doesn't know what to say?

Zhuoyan could only look at the Taoist tools with great envy. He had never used the Taoist tools before, but Feng Qingran used them first!

"Zhuoyan, do you have anything to say?" Feng Qingran asked puzzledly. Zhuoyan had already grabbed her shoulder several times.

"No, you guys go down quickly." Zhuo Yan raised his head with a guilty conscience and looked at the stone wall above, not daring to look at Mo Jinghong.

The master delivers good things quietly.

It doesn't dare to talk too much!

"Zhuoyan, you just mentioned that the evil spirit below is not an ordinary evil spirit. Has the evil spirit below come to life?" Feng Qingran asked crisply.

Ordinary evil spirits will only invade the body of the immortal cultivator and then destroy his body bit by bit.

The evil spirits of living beings will actively attack immortal cultivators.

It will also attack the weak points of the immortal cultivator, and may even erode the soul of the immortal cultivator, thus affecting the character of the immortal cultivator.

"Well, it's just that their spirits are relatively weak. As long as they are prevented from entering the body, there won't be much of a problem." Zhuo Yan thought he was talking nonsense.

Feng Qingran had a Taoist weapon on her head, so even if there was a spirit of evil spirit, she would not dare to approach her.

After listening to Zhuo Yan's words, Feng Qingran summoned the strange fire.

Plop! ——

Zhuo Yan flapped his wings and flew away from Feng Qingran's shoulder, "You! You... can you say hello next time you summon the strange fire?"

Every time Feng Qingran releases the strange fire, it subconsciously thinks that Feng Qingran is going to stew it.

The strange fire in Feng Qingran's palm was almost transparent, with no grade visible.

"Wait a moment! Don't go down yet!" Zhuoyan seemed to have discovered something and flew towards the top of the stone wall.

Feng Qingran and Mo Jinghong stopped and looked in Zhuoyan's direction at the same time.

Zhuo Yan stared at the top of the stone wall for a quarter of an hour.

"Senior Brother Seventh, what are Zhuo Yan looking at?"

"Mechanism." A dangerous look flashed across Mo Jinghong's eyes. If it weren't for Zhuo Yan, he really wouldn't have noticed that the altar was an upside-down mechanism formation.

The source of the immortal river, the altar, luck... the Emperor of Heaven is really just a chess piece.

At this time-

Zhuoyan flew down and saw that Feng Qingran had put away the strange fire and landed on Feng Qingran's shoulder.

Zhuo Yan said in a solemn tone: "Master, the real altar is up there. Fortunately, you didn't go down. There is a coherent mechanism formation here. Once you touch the steps below, the mechanism below will be activated and send you into the illusion. middle……"

If it were an ordinary illusion, everything would be easy to explain.

But after entering the illusion inside the Taoist institution, you really can't get out just by relying on your strength.

Mo Jinghong was injured by the Taoist illusion back then!

In a plane, the only one who can set up a flawless Taoist mechanism is the Dao!

As Dao Dao is a method of the plane, there is no need to deprive the immortal world of luck.

What is the purpose of doing this?

Mo Jinghong had obviously thought of these things that Zhuo Yan was thinking about.

There was a cold look on Mo Jinghong's brows. Maybe there was not just something wrong with the avenue, but the avenue at this moment was no longer the original avenue.

"Mechanism formation? Is it a combination of mechanism and formation?" Feng Qingran asked in slight surprise.

"It can be understood that way." Zhuo Yan responded.

Taoism is not something that can be explained clearly in a few sentences.

"Little junior sister, don't worry, I happened to have learned some mechanism formations, I can break this." Mo Jinghong comforted Feng Qingran with a warm voice.

"Master!" Zhuo Yan didn't agree with Mo Jinghong's current attempt to break the formation.

There is definitely not only one such Taoist organ.

The master destroying this Taoist mechanism is equivalent to disturbing the Taoism.

If Dao Dao finds traces of the master and uses the power of law to drive him away, the master will no longer be able to stay in this small world!

Mo Jinghong sent a message to Zhuo Yan: "The Lord Tianyue is staring at the avenue, and he has no time to care about this place."

Besides, it’s time to give Da Dao a little warning!

Mo Jinghong raised his hand to cover Feng Qingran's eyes, and then brilliance flashed around him, and the formation spread under his feet, forming a mysterious formation.

Mo Jinghong drew a series of seals in the air with his other hand.

The seal floated upward and entered the stone wall.

Cracks appeared on the originally ordinary stone wall, and then the stones on it began to fall off and fall downwards.

All the stones hit the altar below and then disappeared.

Feng Qingran felt only darkness in front of her eyes and a rumbling sound in her ears.

Feng Qingran blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes brushed against Mo Jinghong's palm, which made Mo Jinghong pause. In just a moment, Mo Jinghong came back to his senses.

"Little junior sister, don't worry."

The pleasant voice reached her ears, and Feng Qingran felt a little more at ease.

It was at this time that the altar above was revealed, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the altar below.

When the altar above was fully displayed, changes began to occur below.

Several stone pillars in the center of the altar below collapsed.

Streams of black gas emerged from the collapsed stone pillars.

Zhuo Yan was observing the situation below. When he saw this situation, he sent a message to Mo Jinghong: "Master, I feel that Dao Dao must be crazy. There is so much rotten energy hidden below!"

The air of decay is an outsider.

As a plane leader, he openly allows outsiders to run wild on his own territory...

Zhuo Yan felt that Dao's head was simply broken!

"Don't let them come up." Mo Jinghong's starry eyes were cold, and a red mark began to loom between his eyebrows.

The formation at Mo Jinghong's feet expanded, emitting bursts of white light.

Touching the white light, the rising rotten air seemed to have touched something terrible, all stopped and gathered together.