"Junior sister, help me protect the Dharma!"

Wu Jie said, and came up to Yang Tianyi.

She reached out to hold Yang Tian and snapped her fingers gently.

Every time!

A flame burned on Wu Jie and Yang Tian.

"Wu Jie, what are you doing?"

Yang Tian frowned.

"You are not the opponent of Lingluo Shuangxian at all."

Wu Jie's face was solemn and authentic.

"Then what way do you have to fight them?"

Yang Tian looked at Wu Jie seriously.

"Of course there is!"

Wu Jie said, the flames completely devoured the two of them and directly entered a mysterious holy realm.

"Wu Jie, what are you going to do when you open up the holy realm?"

Yang Tian frowned.

"Don't say anything, close your eyes."

Wu Jie said softly.

Although Yang Tian was puzzled, he closed his eyes out of complete trust in Wu Jie.

And Wu Jie transformed himself into a transformation and had already transformed back into his original body.

She was wearing a plain dress.

The hands are like tender croakers, the skin is like cream, the collar is like a croaker, the teeth are like a gourd, the head is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is graceful and the beautiful eyes are long.

She sat in front of a guqin.

He gently lifted his white jade-like hand and started playing it on it.

Beautiful music was played out.

Yang Tian opened his eyes and frowned when he saw Wu Jie: "Wu Jie, what are you doing?"

The gentle and low sound of the piano, like a melodious sound, echoed in the sky.

It's like drizzling banana leaves. It's silent from afar, and quiet listening is still in your ears.

Yang Tian was slowly intoxicated by the low-key sound of the piano.

But suddenly, my heart filled with worries and a sudden feeling of sadness came.

Yang Tian subconsciously looked at Wu Jie, but found that she was already dancing with the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano that was playing was lingering around the beams and did not calm down for a long time.

At this time, Wu Jie, accompanied by the sound of the piano, turned into a graceful woman, with clear face and white shirt, black hair dyed ink, and colorful fan flowing, like a fairy or spiritual, and the water-like elf seemed to come from a dream.

A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror. Wu Jie under the moon sometimes raises his wrist and lowers his eyebrows, sometimes relaxes his hands, and holds the fan in his hand, like a pen walking around the dragon painting, with the jade sleeves giving off the wind, elegant and agile.

Yang Tian's entire soul was intoxicated.

…………

“What’s going on?”

Lingluo Shuangxian looked coldly at the place where Yang Tian and Wu Jie disappeared.

There was a blood-red air mass there.

Can't see the truth inside.

But a sharp light flashed in Lingluo's eyes: "Wu Jie, what are you going to do when you open up a secret realm? Dare to open up a secret realm in front of us? It's simply seeking death!"

The two women came up and slammed the blood-red air ball with a heavy palm.

Bang!

A roar sounded.

A hint of anxiety flashed in Wu Jie's eyes in the holy realm: "Junior sister, why don't you help me protect the Dharma!"

"I don't want you to do stupid things!"

He Qing's voice sounded from outside.

"If you still think I am your senior sister, I will protect me immediately!"

Wu Jie said, and the dance moves and piano sounds swept across the sky and came towards Yang Tianyi.

At this time, Yang Tian had long been fascinated by the sound of the piano and dance.

His soul was intoxicated and had lost himself.

And outside the holy land.

Lingluo's double immortals had murderous intent in their eyes, and they attacked the blood-red air ball again. However, at this time, He Qing took action.

She flashed, came to the Lingluo Shuangxian, and said coldly: "Get out!"

"What are you!"

The Lingluo Immortals had already killed their eyes red. They used Yin and Yang Bagua again and came towards He Qing.

"A little trick!"

After all, He Qing is also a master in practicing Hongmeng martial arts.

call out!

A magic seal flew out of her body, and in just one blow it broke through the Yin and Yang Bagua of Lingluo's Shuangxian.

"This is the Hongmeng martial art!" Lingluo's two immortals looked at each other, with murderous intent in their eyes: "We have regulations on the seven realms that warriors who practice Hongmeng martial arts have become existences outside the seven realms and must not interfere with affairs within the seven realms!"

"I can also not interfere with your grudges with Yang Tian. You just need to wait for half of the incense stick, and I will stop!"

He Qing said coldly.

"Wait for half a stick of incense?" Lingluo's Shuangxian's eyes were full of murderous intent: "What are Wu Jie doing inside? Are you deliberately delaying time!"

“So what?”

He Qing's face was cold.

In her eyes, no matter how powerful the Lingluo Immortals are, they are just waste-like existences.

If she hadn't been restrained, she would have taught these two casual cultivators in the Shura world a lesson.

"If so, I want you to die!"

Lingluo's two immortals waved their hands.

The piece of spiritual jade flew up.

Every time!

The spirit jade burned, and a powerful thunder broke out from it, and blasted heavily towards He Qing.

"Hongmeng martial arts?"

He Qing's eyes were full of sneer.

This piece of spiritual jade should have been handed over to them by Feng, with the purpose of stopping Wu Jie's attack.

To be honest, Feng's cultivation has long been broken into the 55th level of Hongmeng's martial arts. Even Wu Jie is no match for Feng, let alone He Qing.

When this thunder thunder hit, He Qing could only use his own Hongmeng martial arts to block it.

But after a roar.

He Qing was so shocked that he vomited blood from his mouth and his body was shaking.

"Phoenix's spiritual jade is indeed useful. Don't you want to protect Yang Tian? Today we will help your master clear the portal to let you understand that we are not qualified to intervene in our Shura Realm's affairs!"

Lingluo Shuangxian said a sentence, sweeping the Yin and Yang Bagua and storming towards the blood-red air mass.

"It's just a search for death!"

He Qing was also angry.

But she was about to escape when the spiritual jade blasted out a heavy thunder.

He Qing used the Hongmeng martial arts to bless her body to block the bombardment of the sky thunder, but despite this, she was still shocked to fly backwards.

"Qian'er, let's do it!"

The Demon Emperor shouted sweetly and took Shura Qianer and Li Min towards Lingluo Shuangxianyi.

Although she didn't know what Wu Jie and Yang Tian were doing in the secret realm, the most important thing now is to fight against the Lingluo Shuangxian.
To be continued...