"If you don't change your clothes, we're all going to die!" A servant girl held the white robe in her hands with both hands, and her whole body was still trembling.

"You mean, if I don't change my clothes, the Asura will kill you?" Xiao Linger looked at the two of them in disbelief, with tears in her eyes, but she nodded desperately.

"That's your business, what does it have to do with me." Xiao Ling'er's eyes were cold, "It's Asura who wants to kill you, and you don't dare to resist him but come to persecute me, what's the reason?" ”

"I ...... I want to live! I don't want to die, woo woo woo ......"

"I don't want to die, I still have my father to support, he has no hands or feet, he only lives here by me......"

"Isn't it just death? Cut! You have not seen the methods of King Shura, and you regret that you are still alive. After the maid finished speaking, the other maidservants began to cry in unison.

The crying was heart-rending and suffocating.

"Stop! I didn't say no. Xiao Ling'er rubbed her ears, looking at a group of women crying wolves, she only felt a headache.

Xiao Ling'er reluctantly changed her clothes, walked out with a flute and wore it, and saw that the Asura at the door was a little impatient.

Dressed in crescent moon white and holding a jade flute in her hand, she is clean and not like she should appear here, but like the Nine Heavens Xuannu, she should be among the white clouds in the sky. She just showed up in front of the door and didn't make him wait long.

Asura stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Ling'er's little hand directly, and walked towards the main hall, but his eyes remained on Xiao Ling'er.

"What's there, isn't it?" Xiao Ling'er felt a little hairy in her heart when she was watched.

"No, that's good." Asura gently pinned Xiao Ling'er's soft sideburns behind her ears. Revealing the small and delicate earlobe, I couldn't help but pinch it.

Xiao Ling'er tilted her head in shock, a little uncomfortable, she felt that the Asura ...... It's like kissing in the next second.

Frightened in his heart, he looked at him vigilantly. Asura just smiled softly, didn't care, and pulled her on.

In the main hall of Shura, the servants who are full of eyes are all dressed in bright red. Gu is kneeling neatly in the hall, waiting for King Shura.

"Greetings to my king!"

"The good day has come!" A man dressed like a wizard, not dressed in red. I just painted my face with red paint, and it looked weird and scary.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Xiao Ling'er knew that it was useless to struggle, and was held by An Sheng's Asura and walked to the door of the hall, and was about to kneel, but heard the sound of the Tiger Guards suddenly fighting in!

Asura's eyes overflowed with anger, and he calmly looked at Xiao Ling'er's eyes and said, "When I'm angry, I don't know how to start."

Xiao Ling'er's heart tightened when she heard this, and when she wanted to dissuade Jiang Yuze from forgetting it, she saw at a glance that there was a touch of cold white clothes!

It's Master, it's Master!!

Master is here!

"Master!" Xiao Ling'er shook her hand violently, and suddenly broke free from Asura's hand, and ran out with her skirt in her hand, like a bird, like an arrow.

Xiao Yihan, who broke through the enchantment, was stunned for a moment when he heard the girl's overjoyed voice.

But he immediately recognized that it was the little apprentice, and hugged Ling'er who rushed over with both hands, only to feel that Xiao Ling'er looked like this, and the beauty was a little strange.

The long eyebrows and eyes are already a stunning red face that the world has lost color, but the crying is still endless, it is his little girl who loves to cry, so he reached out to wipe her tears.

"What, can you be bullied?" Xiao Yihan glanced coldly at the fiery figure, the man in his twenties, who was staring at Ling'er tightly.

Xiao Ling'er cried with joy, not knowing why the master was here, but she felt her heart shake. Master desperately saved her in the endless abyss, and now he is picking her up in the Shura field.

His throat was choked, the tip of his nose ached violently, and before the words could be spoken, tears had already welled up first.

Xiao Yihan looked at Xiao Ling'er and shook his head, so he hugged him tightly, although he was a little uncomfortable with such an apprentice, he still hugged her and patted her back comfortingly.

"Okay, don't cry, I'll take you home for the teacher."

Xiao Ling'er nodded, let go of the master, and grinned at him, her happy little appearance was the same stupid as before.

Xiao Yihan touched her hair, took Xiao Ling'er's hand and prepared to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Asura had already stopped at the door, his pupils faintly red, and the evil aura around his body was getting stronger and stronger.

"You are Xiao Linger's master, you came just in time, we really still lack a high hall." Asura said gloomily, playing with a manzhu sawa in his hand, swaying a beautiful red flower, but it slowly turned into powder in the evil qi.

"It's not that I can't walk, King Shura, I read that you are a disciple of the Hades King, don't care about you, but you want to get an inch?" Xiao Yihan protected Xiao Ling'er behind him, and the evil qi around his body was also stimulated, and he was not weaker than Asura.

The evil aura that rolled under Asura's shocked white clothes was extremely fierce, and there was endless battle intent in his eyes for a while.

How many years! He is invincible in this Shura field, lonely for thousands of years, and finally has someone who can fight? Asura's eyes were completely ablaze, and his pupils were glowing red.

The wind lifted Asura's long hair, and his black hair instantly turned into a blood-like color from top to end, the soul of the god of war, Chiyou, who was warlike and thirsty for killing.

Jiang Yuze and Xiao Ling'er stood in the open space on the side, staring closely at the two figures in the air that were entangled together.

Because the power is too great, the moves used will drain all the evil qi within thousands of miles, and it will not be able to tell the winner for a while.

I could only see the light and shadow flickering, and I couldn't even see the movements clearly, and the air was wailing everywhere the battle passed, and the aftermath of the strong wind that it brought up tore apart the ghosts that were close.

"Ling'er, who do you think can win?" Jiang Yuze looked at Xiao Yihan, who was really fighting, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It's too strong, it's not just that the strength has reached its peak at all, but when combined with that kind of precise control, the terrifying power is so terrifying that it moves the heavens and the earth and distorts the air.

"What nonsense are you talking about." Xiao Ling'er rolled her eyes and asked angrily, is this worth asking? It's definitely Master.

"However, it's only been two months, and your master is no matter how powerful he is, how can he fight with Asura?" Jiang Yuze looked at the white clothes in the air with concern and moved slightly, which was a sign of the weakness of the follow-up, what if the Asura had any tricks that were useless?

"What do you say?! Only two months? Xiao Ling'er was shocked.

Two months was not enough for the Asura to sleep, and the master actually ...... Can you tie with him?

At this time, Xiao Ling'er, who was paying close attention to the battle, finally saw that something was wrong, although she didn't want to admit it, but the master was indeed weak.

If it weren't for the unmatched fighting skills, I am afraid that I would have been defeated long ago.

But compared to the Asura who squandered his evil qi casually, he still had no chance of winning.

After thinking about it, Xiao Ling'er put the flute to her lips, the white jade flute became translucent throughout, and a loud phoenix roared into the clouds, and the white phoenix rose into the sky and plunged into the battlefield.

Asura looked at the snow-white phoenix that suddenly appeared, and was stunned for a moment, and was caught off guard by Xiao Yihan. The palm slapped on his chest, his heart and lungs converled, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat.

Asura swallowed hard, looked down at Xiao Ling'er who was still playing the flute, her expression was cold, and then looked at Xiao Yihan opposite, it was as if a mold was carved out.

"It's not a loss to be a master and apprentice!" Asura suddenly laughed wildly, his hands outstretched, and his blood-red eyes closed.

From the flower field behind the Shura Palace, countless manzhu sawa suddenly flew out, condensing into a sea of flowers around Asura, as terrifying as a river of blood, but it was also blurry and moving, quietly suspended in mid-air.

"Not good, Master!" Xiao Ling'er immediately remembered that the move of the Hundred Flowers Sect, twin flowers.

As a result, without waiting for them to react, in the next second, the endless sea of mandala flowers overwhelmed Xiao Yihan's figure!

As the incredibly exploding sound sounded, the eyes were scarlet. Time doesn't seem to work, and it's hard to get through it for a moment.

It seems like a long, long time......

Xiao Ling'er looked at the center of the firelight stupidly, and in the afterglow filled with gunsmoke, the cold white clothes were still there, like a resolute green pine standing between heaven and earth, without retreating. She breathed a sigh of relief, she felt as if she had been fried all over again, and it was brittle.

The hem of Xiao Yihan's white clothes was burned and fluttered in the wind. He didn't care, opened his hands, and the trembling phoenix inside shook the white feathers in his palm, and flew again.

Whispering around him, falling phoenix feathers from time to time, blending into Xiao Yihan's body and disappearing, trying to repair his injuries.

Jiang Yuze looked at Xiao Yihan in the air, turned his hand and took out a black flute, the sound of the dragon flute sounded, and the golden dragon body slowly appeared!

The thick golden dragon scales appeared one by one, clasped tightly on the dragon's body, and the power climbed step by step, and soon took shape, and the five-clawed golden dragon roared with its head high, shaking away all the red light.

The white phoenix crashed headlong into the golden dragon, exploding a piece of white phoenix feathers and disappearing.

Not long after, a larger golden phoenix broke out from the other side, spread its wings to cover the sky and the sun, and danced around the dragon, and a louder sound pierced the sky, which made people's hearts shocked.

"Oh my God!" Jiang Yuze's blood was boiling, and when the dragon opened his eyes, he only felt that his body was full of strong power, echoing with the dragon in the sky.

Xiao Yihan and Xiao Ling'er urged the flute at the same time, and a majestic, light and agile flute sound hit the depths of people's hearts, and the power of the artifact broke the power of evil qi.

The dragon is the attack, the phoenix is the auxiliary, and the Asura is defeated.

Qingling Mountain, in the sealed secret room.

Xiao Ling'er was lying lazily on the flute, looking at the busy appearance of the master, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Master, how many of them are." Xiao Ling'er pouted unhappily, complaining that the Hades King gave him defective products.

The illusory soul can only stay in this secret room, and no one can touch it except the master, because the soul will automatically absorb yang energy.

"Well, try again." Xiao Yihan, who was holding his cuffs, didn't raise his head, and he was busy for several days to no avail.

Night, sub-hour.

Xiao Ling'er lay down on the lotus root again, woke up a little stiffly, and looked at the arm that really began to break again, and she immediately broke away from the Sansheng Lotus.

"Master, it's okay, don't worry, it's actually good for me to be like this." Xiao Ling'er hurriedly said.

The soul was illusory and hugged the master, she knew that when she couldn't catch the broken body in the endless abyss, it was probably like this. This is the fifth time that the lotus body has failed to be shaped, and the master, who has always been proud, must be uncomfortable.

"Nothing."

Xiao Yihan's eyes were a little dim, looking at Ling'er's soul, the transparency became thinner and thinner. If you continue like this, you can only be sent to reincarnation.