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

The Tianji Sword pointed directly at the air point, and she pushed it out with the palm of her bleeding hand. Her blood continued to flow into the air point along the Tianji Sword.

At this time, a force burst out from the air pocket, tightly holding Feng Qingluo's bleeding hand and violently swallowing her blood.

Her body was also like Xingxuan, with countless white lights glowing all over her body, and they were withdrawn from her body one by one.

Her hands began to tremble, and the strength in her body gradually drained away. But she didn't give up, her eyes widened as she watched her blood being swallowed by the air pockets.

The pain was unbearable, but she still persisted.

At this time, Feng Qingluo's body began to become transparent, and her soul seemed to be slowly being pulled out.

Her vision began to blur, and everything became unreal. But, she didn't stop.

Suddenly, an inexplicable formation formed under Feng Qingluo's feet. Tu Shansi waved Danzhu Canghao and cast spells to form a formation to protect her and help her.

Tu Shansi injected his own spiritual power into the formation, his hands danced rapidly, and the spells in his mouth made the situation change color. Every move he made was as if he was facing an enemy, and he was meticulous.

At this moment, many light pillars began to wander into the formation under the earth. These light pillars are like agile lives, gathering from all directions. They are intertwined in the formation, like meteors streaking across the sky in a starry night sky, burning into fiery trails.

The trajectories merged, gradually grew larger, and suddenly flew into Feng Qingluo's body uncontrollably.

She was tired, but suddenly she became full of strength, and the spiritual power around her seemed to be endless; everything was helping her.

Feng Qingluo raised the Tianji Sword high, and the blade shone with a cold light, seeming to express his unyielding will. She slashed with her sword, and the chaotic energy surging out of the air pocket was cut open by her, like silk cut by a sharp blade, the incision was neat and smooth.

With another sweep of the sword, the air point stopped sucking her essence and blood, and the surging spiritual energy shrank back, as if being pulled by an invisible force, returning to its original source. Feng Qingluo felt the fatigue in his body gradually subside and slowly flew to the ground.

Tu Shansi took a quick step forward, hugged her, and said with concern: "It's okay, it's okay."

No one knew how scared he was just now.

She stood there, took a deep breath, and then put the Tianji Sword back into its scabbard. She looked at Tu Shansi with a twinkling look in her eyes, "Well, it's okay."

Tu Shansi felt a pain in his heart, and without hesitation reached out to hug her into his arms, saying warmly: "Luo'er, no matter what happens, I will be by your side to protect you."

Feng Qingluo nodded slightly, and Tu Shansi's heart moved, he held her face and kissed her gently on the lips. Feng Qingluo's face turned slightly red and he lowered his head shyly. The two of them cuddled together and stared at the air pocket quietly.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the sky, and a beam of Buddha's light fell into the air pocket.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light exploded in a circle, and the circle of light swept towards the two of them. Tu Shansi pressed down with a palm and pushed with the wind; he hugged Feng Qingluo tightly, spun around, and quickly dodged away.

Feng Qingluo's figure swayed as he retreated, like a fallen leaf that was about to wither, swaying in the wind.

The pressure of the Buddha's light was like the roaring waves of the angry sea, coming in one wave after another, seeming to swallow the two of them.

Tu Shansi's face was solemn, and he pressed down one palm after another to resist the pressure, but his body was slightly shaken.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Feng Qingluo couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Tu Shansi, with quick eyes and quick hands, helped Feng Qingluo to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Tu Shansi hugged Feng Qingluo tightly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he called worriedly: "Luo'er, Luo'er."

Feng Qingluo's eyes were blurred, and her body slid limply from his arms to the ground.

He looked down at her, with deep tenderness and regret in his eyes.

He gently touched her face, his voice full of tenderness: "Luo'er, are you okay?"

Feng Qingluo heard his voice and tried to open her eyes, her slightly narrowed eyes were very weak. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with crystal tears, and nodded slightly.

Tu Shansi's frown gradually relaxed. He lowered his head and gently kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, then picked her up and stood up slowly.

At this time, a new golden star Buddha lotus appeared in the air hole. The Buddha's light was dazzling, reflecting on Feng Qingluo's white and tender cheeks.

He couldn't help but look back and said to Hong Yi beside him: "The matter of the air points has been solved. I would also like to ask the Immortal Lord to find a comfortable place for me to heal the Emperor Zun's injuries."

Hongyi bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, just live in a good place. The god once told me that it will be reserved for the emperor forever."

Tu Shansi held Feng Qingluo in his arms, bowed lightly to Hong and said, "Thank you, Immortal Lord."

Under the current situation, Tu Shan did not dare to lead the unconscious Feng Qingluo back to Cangqiong Mountain; Kunlun Mountain was relatively safer.

He had just taken two steps when Hong took a big step to catch up and said with some embarrassment: "Your Majesty, that, that, my family... and I would like to ask you to settle down the emperor and go see my god."

After saying that, Hongyi cupped his hands and bowed deeply.

"Your deity?" Ling Junxie frowned. He remembered Hong Yi saying that he had exhausted his spiritual power by blocking the air points. Now...

"Yes, yes, that's my God! He...he's injured! So I kindly ask you to settle down the Emperor first, and then go...to see my God." Hong Yi said again.

Tu Shansi looked at him and said nothing for a long time.

He thought for a long time, then nodded slightly and agreed.

In my mind, I was actually thinking that I could take this opportunity to find out what the god's wishful thinking was. Only by understanding other people's intentions can we make corresponding strategies.

After settling down Feng Qingluo, he checked that her injuries were fine, but she was just worn out and needed some time to recover. Tu Shansi hurried to Tongten Pavilion again.

As soon as Tu Shansi entered Tongtian Pavilion, he saw the dazzling silver thread. Xingxuan was lying quietly on the couch, and his appearance actually looked a little forlorn.

Tu Shansi couldn't help but quicken his pace, walked to Xingxuan's side, and lowered his head to check.

He was caught up in the sudden changes in Kunlun Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, when it was time to close the net he had cast, he was nowhere to be seen.

However, under the dispatch and guidance of Tu Shansi, Li Ren in Qingqiu also found out the shocking news and wanted to inform Tu Shansi as soon as possible.

But because of the Kunlun barrier, they were unable to use the Thousand Sound Jue to communicate with each other.

Li Ren tried many times but failed to get a response.

Anxiously, he found Cang Qiong Mountain. At this time, Taigu and Lan Zhi were the only ones who knew the emperor's whereabouts. However, they happened to be sent to Xuanyuan Mountain by Feng Qingluo at this time.

Li Ren couldn't find any trace of them at all. Tu Shan had already devoted himself to taking care of Feng Qingluo and had no idea what was going on down the mountain.