(Do you know what my, Taiyi, most proud work is?)

"Let's go!"

Yuan Hong took the lead, breaking open the door of the main hall and rushing into the Pagoda Palace. The surrounding light and shadow flashed, not only the Lotus Pond Lotus Spirit outside, but also the heavenly soldiers wearing golden armor who were guarding the palace came over.

The forward led Yuan Hong to open the way, Ruoxue and Hai Yesheng defended the enemy on the left and right, and the rear red boy summoned the Pingtian Demon Flag to continuously transport mana to Bingshuang and Lei Su.

Bingshuang was blessed by the demon flag, and her eyes were filled with blue light. She waved her ice sleeves, exuding bursts of cold power, and instantly sealed the lotus spirit within a hundred meters.

Then the mysterious thunder surged in Lei Su's chest, and with the help of this ice-blocking force, he smashed the frozen lotus spirits into pieces! Seeing this, the heavenly soldiers blocking the road knew that this Rakshasa spirit should not be messed with, so they turned towards the body.

Attack the smaller Ruoxue.

But how did they know Ruoxue's cruelty?

"You're tired of living!"

After Ruoxue drank, she pulled out the brocade bone blade on her arm, flapped her wings with strong wind, and raised her speed to the extreme.

While dodging the attack of the heavenly soldiers, she transferred her body skills to the hand holding the blade...

"Hey! Your aunt is here!"

The heavenly soldiers heard the sound and looked around, only to see that the brocade bone blade in Ruoxue's hand actually revealed three feet of ice crystal cold light, and even the nearby space began to be split by it.

"Han Xing slashes!"

This blow is enough to defeat a thousand armies!

Ruoxue was wrapped in the cold light of the ice crystal and turned into a meteor and rushed out.

All the golden-armored heavenly soldiers who stood in front of her were unable to avoid her, and were all broken into two pieces by the brocade-haired bone blade!

Blood flew hundreds of meters across. When Ruoxue stopped her offensive, she saw that she had broken through a gate, and the heavenly soldiers and the lotus spirit chasing after them stopped outside the gate...

"Ruoxue, are you okay?" Yuan Hong and others rushed over and protected Ruoxue. They were surprised when they saw these heavenly soldiers and lotus spirits stopping their offensive.

At this time, the two fish and medicine generals also flew in from a distance, and when they saw this situation, they each showed horror...

"What, are you scared?!" Ruoxue shouted with arrogance.

After hearing this, the fish belly general put away his horrified expression, turned his face and said with an evil smile: "Aren't you looking for the Third Prince Nezha? He is inside, please..."

General Yu Maw made a gesture of invitation. Yuan Hong and others looked suspicious. They looked up and saw the three characters "Prince's Palace" written on the plaque on the door.

Although Yuan Hong and others don't understand what kind of medicine the second fish medicine general sells in his gourd, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, how can they back down?

"Let's go!" Yuan Hong shouted.

Everyone flew forward and disappeared into the darkness of the Prince's Palace.

"Why didn't they chase him?" Hai Yesheng asked.

Ruoxue snorted coldly: "If they dare to come again, they will be killed without leaving a trace!"

Yuan Hong frowned and said nothing. He vaguely felt that this matter was not that simple.

He had had several confrontations with Nezha during the Conferred God War and the battle between gods and demons from thousands of years ago. What impressed him most about Nezha was not the True Fire of Samadhi, but the fact that no matter what kind of attack he suffered, he could remain expressionless.

stand up.

It's like this body is not your own...

"Be careful..." Finally, Yuan Hong reminded everyone.

"laugh..."

As soon as the sound of lighting a fire rang in everyone's ears, Yuan Hong held up the water and fire stick to signal everyone to stop.

The sounds of fires coming and going came and went, one, two...

Sparks wandered on the wall, sketching out a picture of a thousand-leaf lotus. The painting went straight forward, and finally the flowers stopped on a six-foot-long stone wall.

Under the flower bones, there was the figure of an eight-year-old child, wearing a lotus leaf cloak and sitting on a futon. The green lotus leaves on his body formed a sharp contrast with the red lotus fire around him.

"That's Nezha?" Ruoxue said.

Yuan Hong nodded. Indeed, the child in front of him was very different from the Third Prince Nezha known to the world.

He doesn't have such a vivid personality, nor does he reveal his rosy limbs and cute face.

He just sat quietly...

"What to do now?" Hai Yesheng asked.

Yuan Hong took a deep breath, walked up to Nezha and said, "Third Prince, Yuan Hong is here to discuss important matters."

Nezha didn't turn around.

"Third Prince?" Yuan Hong frowned and put his hand on Nezha's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Nezha on the ground suddenly turned his head 180 degrees, staring directly at Yuan Hong and the others with a pair of fiery eyes.

It was also at this second that Hong Boy'er moved. The pair of magic horns on his head suddenly lit up. With the red tassel gun in front, he stepped forward and pulled Yuan Hong away.

"when!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and when Yuan Hong stood still and looked around, he saw that Nezha had drawn out his fire-pointed spear and collided with Honghai'er's red-tasseled spear!

The strength between the two was inexorable for a few seconds, so Nezha used his strength to separate them.

He raised his hand again and saw that the store was filled with fire. The thousand-leaf lotus picture on his arm actually came to life and gathered with Nezha's hand.

When the fire light was gone, I saw that the thousand-leaf lotus flower had turned into a seven-foot-long bright red ribbon wrapped around Nezha's shoulders!

Looking at the futon under Nezha's feet, it was also stirring out of thin air at this moment, shattering the covering on the surface, revealing a golden ring engraved with the sun and the moon...

"Qiankun Circle, Hun Tianling..." Yuan Hong murmured.

The change was not over yet, and two crisp machine sounds suddenly sounded from Nezha's body, and then four more arms and two heads were seen sticking out of the lotus leaf cloak!

At this point, everyone saw the true appearance of Nezha, with three heads and six arms.

There is another poem about this Nezha. The poem says -

In the Golden Tower and Glazed Hall, red lotus flowers grow in the clouds.

Dance of fire and silk in the sky, painting of sun, moon, universe.

There is a child with six arms, sitting under a thousand leaves.

The three poems tell the difference between good and evil, chasing the wind and killing.

"Third Prince! Can you take a moment to speak?!" Yuan Hong shouted.

But why does Nezha care about this? With his head and six arms dancing, he came to kill Yuan Hong.

Everyone wanted to step forward to attack the enemy, but the red boy took the lead and blocked Nezha's offensive.

"Let me come!" Red Boy shouted.

This breath had been buried since Lan Feng failed to resurrect Phoenix that day. They were both the true fire of Samadhi, but his own fire was bone-cold.

He has always wanted to see what the difference is between the so-called Samadhi True Fire Yang.

Yuan Hong and the other four demon generals stopped and waited to see how the Yin and Yang fires would fight.

Nezha's three heads and six arms danced in the sky, making a circle of heaven and earth, and the fire-tipped spear kept moving. As soon as the shadow of the spear rested, another golden circle flashed, just like the pendant of the spinning wheel or the whip top.

Drops of water float in the air, turning the yang of the true fire of Samadhi into a tornado.

Besides, the red boy was not to be outdone. The magic horn on his forehead flickered, and the true fire of Samadhi was spitting out from his mouth, which was reflected on the red tassel gun.

Guns and flowers were flying, and when the scattered Yin Fire hit the Yang Fire, they turned into lava blocks and fell to the ground.

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In this way, the Samadhi True Fire Yin actually forced the fire tornado down...

When Nezha saw this, he stopped the fire tornado, and his chest suddenly glowed red, and a mouthful of Yang Fire spurted out.

Red Boy laughed evilly and punched his nose. Instantly, blood gushed out and turned into a cloud of fire, and a stream of flames also poured out!

Two streams of samadhi true fire collided in the Prince's Palace, and the surrounding beams and pillars began to burn faintly. Yuan Hong was worried that the demon generals would be accidentally injured, so he waved the demon-expelling flag and dropped a barrier to protect a few people inside.

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The yang fire was fierce and the yin fire was clear. The fire-spell confrontation between Hong Hai'er and Nezha lasted for three minutes.

Although the appearance of these two people is only a few years apart, their body movements are exactly the same. In addition, the weapons in their hands are long spears. They are very similar to the real and fake Monkey King in the battle between Fengfeng and Qitian five hundred years ago!

When the flames stopped, everyone saw that a lava wall had been built between the two, but now Nezha had one of his arms corroded by the Yin of Samadhi True Fire.

"It seems that the Holy Infant's magic power is slightly better..." Yuan Hong murmured.

Hong Hai'er frowned and said, "Maybe King Yu Tao will help me restrain him?"

Yuan Hong raised his eyebrows: "What, is there something wrong?"

Hong Hai'er said: "I played a game with him just now, and what he spit out in the air was the true fire of Samadhi. The sun is true, but the power is far from as strong as the original fire.

It's like the spirit of Yinghuo borrowed Lan Feng's golden flame and phoenix fire..."

"Oh?" Yuan Hong understood what Hong Hai'er meant. In this way, the Samadhi True Fire in Nezha's body should have another origin. He just borrowed the fire...
To be continued...