Son-in-law Dan Zun

Bai Yiqing's noble fairy-like figure gradually penetrated Luo Wushu's body.

Although he knew this was an illusion, Luo Wushu felt like he was relieved.

The change in his eyes from soft to icy, in fact, made him firmer in his thoughts.

When I meet Bai Yiqing again, he won't be soft-hearted...

At this moment, the picture in front of him changed again, and then it became difficult for him to refuse.

Because in his sight, there appeared a beautiful and incomprehensible figure...An Yixue!

"Weak water three thousand, only take one scoop, this shouldn't have any effect, right?"

Luo Wushu secretly said in his heart that he actually took the initiative to walk towards that beautiful image that was so beautiful.

This is something he has never done before.

But in an instant, he stopped again.

Facing An Yixue, he naturally had no resistance.

However, if one chooses to sink under the circumstance of knowing the illusion, will he be lost in the sea of ​​desire and find it difficult to extricate himself from it?

He dare not try...

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color..." Luo Wushu gritted his teeth, not daring to stick to his heart at this moment.

Choose to use reason to defeat the illusion, with incomparable sorrow, and then pass the beautiful image that is so beautiful.

Why do you dare not stick to your heart?

Because in Luo Wushu's heart, An Yixue is more important than heaven.

From a selfish point of view, even if one is really lost in the illusion about An Yixue, in fact, it is another kind of beauty.

And this kind of beauty is also the kind of beauty he yearns for in his heart.

Only reason told him that this is an illusion.

The real An Yixue is still waiting for him in reality.

He hasn't given the other party the grandest wedding in the heavens, and he hasn't the strength to guard the other party, so he can't stop here.

Moreover, his life is not the only existence of An Yixue.

He has brothers, friends...

Mo Fan, Yao Yue, Mo Qingcheng, and Bai Ning are also very important people in his life.

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The sea of ​​flowers in front of him began to disappear, and a door appeared in front of him, which seemed to lead to the upper level of the trial tower.

This made Deluo Wushu, slightly relieved.

Compared with the consumption of mental energy in the fantasy world, he would rather go directly to a battle, a hearty battle.

Luo Wushu did not go directly to the door, but took out a pill from the storage ring and sat down cross-legged to restore his mental state to its best.

At the same time, he was also wondering why he couldn't see other people.

Could it be that they are all sinking in the illusion?

Or is there more than one light gate, he is just one of them?

After a short break, Luo Wushu got up directly, preparing to pass through the light gate to see if there were other assessments.

The tyrannical will to kill is to test their will.

And the illusion seems to be to test whether they can see their hearts clearly.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Luo Wushu, seeming to have just walked out of the illusion.

"Luo Wushu, it's you!"

The figure's killing intent said sadly: "What kind of thing are you worthy of appearing in my illusion?"

"Moreover, the order of appearance is even after Mo Tianji."

The moment the voice fell, that figure burst out at Luo Wushu, blasting a punch.

"Don't ask?" Luo Wushu's eyes condensed, and a hint of impatience flashed across his eyes. Is this Yuanjia Luzhai?

There are so many proud people in the trial tower, however, they only encounter Mo Wen.

This, someone who has had an unpleasant confrontation with him.

Luo Wushu's body bloomed with blue light, dragon scales covered his arms, and then he slammed out a punch in the same way.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Mo Wen's figure was shaken back.

And Luo Wushu's figure also took a few steps back.

"Hahaha in the illusion, I can easily destroy even Mo Tianji, let alone you Luo Wushu."

Mo Wen gave a sneer, with an incomparable confidence and boldness.

In the illusion, how big the heart is, how strong he is.

The dazzling stars bloomed, and he raised his hand and blasted out punch after punch.

In an instant, there seemed to be one after another star light, rushing towards Qiluo Wushu frantically, drowning his figure.

The corner of Luo Wushu's mouth swept slightly, and he couldn't help but feel amused. He thought he was an illusion?

However, listening to Mo Wen's words, is the object of his hatred turned out to be Mo Tianji?

Don't both of them be considered the pride of Tianjimen?

Of course, Luo Wushu believed that Mo Tianji must be even more outstanding.

Even if he has never met, he has also heard of Mo Tianji's name of "scheming with ghosts". As for Mo Ask...

Had it not been for the Heavenly Demon Pavilion auction, Zi Xiao had said the identity and name of the other party, he would never have known it.

Luo Wushu held the palm of his hand, and the Purple Blood Sword emerged out of thin air.

Then, he breathed a sharp sword intent in front of him, as well as the power of many laws, filled with a terrible fluctuation.

"How could this be like this in this illusion?" Mo asked, frowning slightly.

However, he saw the frantically surging power of the law in front of Luo Wushu, converging into a terrifying kendo storm, slashing out of the purple blood sword.

"Return to the market!"

"Bang, bang, bang..." There was a violent collision in the void, and the stars and meteorites were crazily crushed and annihilated under the kendo storm.

"How is it possible? Isn't this an illusion?" Mo Wen yelled and roared, his gloomy eyes were full of incredible meaning.

"Idiot!" Luo Wushu let out a cold voice, a terrifying kendo storm, and continued to drown towards Mo Wen.

Before, he stopped once, killing Mo Wen.

But this time, he didn't plan to keep his hands.

And here, no one will see him kill and ask.

Afterwards, everyone would only think that Mo Wen was just sinking into the illusion, or died of other reasons.

Few people would think that Mo Wen at the pinnacle of the spiritual realm would die in the hands of a late real spiritual realm.

"Isn't this an illusion?"

"Everything is real?"

Mo Wen seemed to suddenly realize that if it were the illusion, how could he be so suppressed.

You know, when he met Mo Tianji before, he easily killed him in a second.

Therefore, Luo Wushu is true!

The fatal fluctuations that pervaded the kendo storm were also true!

If he can't resist it, he will die...

At this point, a gossip array appeared in Mo Wen's palm, and with the injection of mana, a terrible fluctuation erupted from the array.

"Go to hell!" Mo Wen's killing thought remained the same, and it seemed to become more prosperous.

"laugh!"

A terrifying black-and-white beam shot out from the hole above the array, and then merged with the kendo storm.

"boom!"

A loud noise erupted, and immediately, devastating energy swept across and spread.

Luo Wushu didn't have any waves, and once again blasted his sword.

He could see that the power in the formation did not belong to Mo Wen.

But for this reason, Mo Wen cannot use it multiple times.

As long as it is exhausted, he can still kill him...