Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

It was beyond everyone's expectations that Ling Luo was able to receive the attack from the fairy weapon in Taoist Miaofeng's hand.

"Master head, please save Junior Sister Luo, we can't fight anymore!"

Jing Rong stood behind Master Yunying, lowered his head, and listened to him, with an anxious expression on his face.

Master Yunying looked solemn, took a deep breath, and stretched out a hand to stop Jing Guangrong from continuing.

"This girl might really be able to create miracles."

It's really not easy for this girl to subdue Qianyuan's real fire and take Miaofeng's full blow.

"Even if we can create a miracle, we can't gamble with Junior Sister Luo's life." Jing Rong still couldn't understand.

Master Yunying suddenly smiled, and said: "This girl, she has the image of being a teacher when she was young, dare to fight, dare to do."

Jing Rong found that persuasion was powerless, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Yu, Venerable Moonlight and others were also sitting in the spectator seats, nervously watching the match on No. 30 No. [-] arena.

"Luo'er is in danger."

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were slightly cold, he stretched out a hand and put it in the air, "The wind is blowing."

Venerable Moonlight leaned against the back of the chair, the corners of his lips tensed, and said, "It's a wind-type crit spell."

Throughout the Immortals Conference, the air began to flow in a vortex in a space of tens of thousands of miles.

"Spatial Rift!"

Taoist Miaofeng let out a stern voice, and urged Wutian's whisk to strike hard towards the sky.

"Thorn-"

The handle of the whisk pierced the sky, and a black crack appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Hurricane Strike!"

From that black gap, the hurricane raged wildly, presenting the appearance of strands, thousands of strands rolled out, like giant towers reaching the sky, heading towards Ling Luo.

But wherever the hurricane passed, whether it was stones or trees, they were all rolled into debris.

There was also a guarding monster, which was unintentionally affected, blood foam and pieces of flesh splashed out, the scene was very terrifying.

"Die, Ling Luo. Be devoured by my storm's fury!"

Taoist Miaofeng showed his housekeeping skills, waving his hands to the sky, and the wind and thunder were fierce.

Ling Luo felt a huge threat.

However, she did not flinch, let alone fear.

She didn't dodge or dodge, she didn't even move her footsteps, she just stood there and slowly closed her eyes.

"Hahaha, accept your fate, are you convinced?!"

Taoist Miaofeng was extremely arrogant, thinking that Ling Luo's appearance was just waiting to die.

Xuanyuan Yu's face changed drastically, and he immediately stood up from the audience, wanting to rush forward.

"Wait!"

Venerable Moonlight stretched out a hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Yu's sleeve, stopping his impulsive behavior.

"Luo'er is going to die!"

Xuanyuan Yu looked anxious, and wanted to break free, but found that he couldn't get rid of Venerable Moonlight's restraint at all.

Only then did he realize how high Venerable Moonlight's cultivation was, that he could stop all his movements with one hand.

"Xiao Luo won't die." Venerable Moonlight's voice was firm, still as warm as water, "She still has the tree of life."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Luo, who was in the center of No. 30 No. [-] arena, emitted holy silver awns around his body.

Dozens, hundreds, tens of thousands.

She is like a holy goddess, exuding a glory that makes people dare not look at her.

Her chest became transparent.

In the heart, you can clearly see a small sapling, swaying green.