The empress draws her sword for love and conquers the three realms

However, he didn't know where the Chaos Ancestral Qi had fallen. Xing Xuan anxiously searched around the Cangyue Valley, but all failed.

He secretly prayed in his heart that Tushan could take good care of Feng Qingluo.

In the Tiansheng Temple, as soon as Baili Chang left with his right front foot, Feng Qingluo sneaked out while Lan Zhi was not around.

There were so many things going on these days that she ignored the basalt volcano.

She instantly cast a shadow trace spell, and her body melted into the shadows, leaving only the breeze blowing through the grass and gently blowing her traces.

No one can keep up with her now. Although the wound has healed, there is still a dull pain in her shoulder blade from time to time.

She traveled over mountains and ridges, exhausted both physically and mentally. But there was only a fire in her heart, and a strong sense of urgency driving her forward.

The scenery along the way was like nothing to her, and all she could see was the celestial pole in front of her, with no end in sight.

As night fell, she finally flew to the basalt volcano.

The moon emerged from the clouds and shed a soft silver light. She stood on the top of the mountain and stared at the volcano in the distance.

It stands there quietly, like a sleeping giant, but there is powerful power hidden in its heart.

The lava surging under the valley created ripples.

"Is this a basalt volcano?" Feng Qingluo murmured. She stood on the top of the mountain, looking intently at the volcano at her feet.

It was a fiery realm, with lava churning underground, as if it was about to tear the earth apart, erupting into endless flames.

She slowly flew down the mountain and walked around the volcano. As she walked, the image of Tu Shan jumping off appeared in her mind. That decisive figure, like a brave bird, flies into the abyss without hesitation.

Feng Qingluo knelt down, frowning and staring at the fire below, muttering to himself: "Why is this, why did he jump down."

If you don't understand why he jumped, you don't know how to help stop him.

Suddenly, a powerful force silently attacked from behind, piercing her spine and violently entering her body.

At that moment, she felt a sharp pain on her back, as if something was raging inside her body, draining her life force bit by bit.

She wanted to scream, but found that she had lost her voice. Her body began to tremble, as if she was experiencing unspeakable pain.

She wanted to turn back to see what the enemy who attacked her looked like, but when she turned around there was no one there, and her consciousness gradually faded away.

But the feeling of physical pain is so familiar, just like the discomfort I felt in Jiuyou when I was young.

Feeling dizzy, Feng Qingluo fainted next to the basalt volcano.

Tushan, who had been busy outside for a day, hurriedly returned to Cangqiong Mountain.

Lan Zhi rushed out eagerly, with beads of sweat dripping down her pale cheeks.

When Tu Shan saw this, his heart tightened, and before she could say anything, he used his strength to rush into the palace. He glanced anxiously across the hall, "What happened?"

His eyes kept searching for Feng Qingluo's beautiful figure. At this time, Lan Zhi was trembling with fear.

Lan Zhi followed him closely, her voice urgent and trembling: "Your Majesty, Your Highness is missing. The entire Cang Qiong Mountain has been searched."

Tu Shansi's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and pain surged into his heart like a tide. His hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his voice also trembled, "When did you disappear?"

"Baili...wuwuwu...Baili Shenjun disappeared after he arrived."

Lan Zhi's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, her red lips pursed tightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped out from her forehead.

Tu Shansi forced himself to calm down and immediately used the tracking technique to chase him out.

Xingxuan relied on his familiarity with the Chaos Ancestral Qi to arrive at the basalt volcano earlier.

Feng Qingluo was lying in the crater of the volcano dying, and the fiery red light spread over her body, shining like a layer of phoenix feathers.

Her face was rosy from the heat wave, and her long hair was stuck to her skin with sweat. Her eyes, which were once as clear as autumn water, were tightly closed, making it impossible to see the life.

Xingxuan's heart felt like it was being pressed by a boulder. He came to Feng Qingluo's side in an instant and gently touched her cheek with his trembling fingers.

"Luoluo, why don't you stay well in Tiansheng Temple? Damn it, why doesn't Tu Shansi take a fancy to you?"

Xingxuan slowly helped her up and placed her in his arms.

He cast a spell to test the spiritual power in Feng Qingluo's body, but the result surprised him.

The spiritual power in Feng Qingluo's body was so abundant that it was like a river bursting its banks, surging and vast.

However, what shocked him even more was that there was another spiritual power in her body, which was intertwined with her own spiritual power and was inseparable.

He looked solemn and said to himself: "Is it really impossible to violate God's will?"

But he regretted in his heart that he was a step too late. Seeing Feng Qingluo being tortured by the conflicting spiritual powers, his heart ached.

Now that all the Chaos Ancestral Qi has entered her body, if she doesn't help her merge the two powers, she may not be able to survive.

He cast the spell again, only to find that Feng Qingluo's own spiritual power was being consumed, and was about to be exhausted bit by bit.

Xingxuan quickly crossed his legs and fell into meditation, dispersing his divine power, the power of the stars and the moon, into Feng Qingluo's meridians.

Feng Qingluo's meridians were gradually filled with warm current, and the pain was slowly relieved.

Xingxuan's power of the stars and the moon was like a clear spring, flowing in Feng Qingluo's meridians, repairing her damaged meridians.

Xingxuan extracted half of his original power and turned it into a bright light, which penetrated into the spiritual void.

When he withdrew his palm, Feng Qingluo spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tu Shansi, who had arrived, rushed forward anxiously and hugged Feng Qingluo, who was about to fall. He scolded Xingxuan angrily and asked, "What did you do to her?"

"What I want to do to her is none of your business."

Xingxuan gasped weakly.

Tu Shansi looked at Feng Qingluo in his arms and felt her anger surge. He suddenly felt relieved and gritted his teeth and said, "You are so despicable."

Presumably, all the chaotic ancestral energy has entered Feng Qingluo's body now. When Tu Shansi thought about Xingxuan using her life to sacrifice the three realms, he was filled with grief and anger.

Tu Shansi sacrificed Danzhu Canghao without saying a word and swung his sword towards Xingxuan.

Xingxuan dodged in a spin and said coldly: "If you can't stand her, don't blame others for being cruel."

Tu Shansi clenched his molars, as if he was going to fight him to the death, and struck him with another heavy sword;

But Xingxuan didn't seem to have any intention of fighting with him. He just dodged lightly and said tauntingly: "If you don't want her to die, keep an eye on her from now on."

After that, he flew away, looked back and glanced at Tu Shansi with disdain, and said to himself: "What a useless fox, even one person can't defend him. If I had known this, I would have kept that girl in Kunlun Mountain." Trapped for a hundred years.”