Nezha was suddenly startled and looked at Wang Lingguan.
I saw him activating his spiritual eyes, and the Wang Lingguan in his eyes was solemn and full of immortal energy. It was real and real, without a trace of falsehood!
It’s really Wang Lingguan!
But how could he say this?!
"Third Prince, what are you looking at?"
Wang Lingguan had a smile on his face and a humble expression. He couldn't see anything unusual. He said, "But what is wrong with what the little god said?"
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Nezha asked with a frown.
"Of course the little god knows that. Now that Demon Ancestor Wutian is about to attain enlightenment, the little god is also thinking about the third prince and these heavenly soldiers and generals. If you insist on returning to heaven, I'm afraid that everyone will die sooner or later."
His expression was solemn and his eyes were sincere, as if he really cared about all the heavenly soldiers and generals present.
"Okay, since you know what you're talking about, that's good."
Nezha smiled softly and said: "Then I will send you to meet your Demon Ancestor!"
As soon as he moved, the fire-tipped spear flew out instantly and landed in his palm. With a slight turn, a divine light suddenly bloomed: "Take my shot!"
A spear thrust out, immediately tearing apart the endless space, displacing the clouds and mist all over the sky, shattering the void with huge power, and crushing everything with endless killing intent!
Although he couldn't tell whether Wang Lingguan was genuine or not, since he felt something was wrong in his heart, he raised the fire-tipped spear without any hesitation.
No matter what your situation is, strike first to gain the upper hand!
Boom!!
The spear in Nezha's hand flew like a ferocious dragon, dispelling thousands of hectares of smoke and dust in an instant. The rolling spiritual energy was squeezed and made countless roaring sounds, spreading crazily across thousands of miles of sky!
"Nezha, you actually saw it!"
Wang Lingguan sneered, and endless demonic energy rose up, turning into a man with a gloomy aura and a black robe. He was Wu Tian's protector in black robe!
He just raised his hand slightly, and the demonic energy rolled up. Even if the spear stabbed it, not even a ripple was splashed. The spear containing Nezha's full power was enough to destroy the world and destroy the earth. Under his demonic power,
In front of Qi, it was like a child waving at will and being easily stopped by it.
"You...you are a fairy!"
Nezha's expression changed, he could already see the other party's cultivation level!
After being reshaped into an immortal body by Mo Li, he broke through to the middle stage of the Earth Immortal. Afterwards, he became a god in the battle, and his body became a saint. He entered the later stage in one fell swoop. After these years of hard training and polishing, his Taoist magic power continued to advance towards the Heavenly Immortal.
On the way, I naturally gained some understanding of this realm.
If the opponent can stop his fire-tip spear without any effort, he must be an immortal!
"You have a good eye."
The black robe said with a smile: "Why, do you still want to take action? You are no match for me."
"Where's Wang Lingguan, was he killed by you?" Nezha's eyes were full of murderous aura, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.
During the ten-year process of quelling the flood in the lower realm, Wang Lingguan had a deep relationship with them.
"Don't worry, he's not dead. He's still waiting for you to go to heaven together."
The black robe smiled and said: "If you are willing to surrender to the Demon Ancestor, the Demon Ancestor will help you break through the Celestial Immortal. All you need to do is to stand in the Demon Ancestor's camp at the critical moment. You don't have to pay anything."
"You want me to betray Brother Mo!"
Nezha was keenly aware of what Heipao wanted to do, and was suddenly shocked.
Whether they want them to assassinate Mo Li or use other methods, once Mo Li discovers it, it will inevitably shake the opponent's mind and affect their way of fighting Wu Tian.
And this is the purpose of the demons!
"Don't even think about it!"
Nezha shouted sharply, divine light burst out from his body, and he instantly switched into a three-headed and six-armed form. With magic weapons such as the fire-tip spear and Hun Tian Ling, he attacked the black robe crazily with murderous intent and boundless mana!
"Little tricks..."
The black robe shook his head and pointed with his hand, the rolling demonic energy formed a giant net to block the fire-tipped spear.
All kinds of magic weapons rushed into the magic net, but apart from making a "clang" sound, they were unable to break through the defense at all!
Seeing this, Nezha's heart sank to the bottom.
"Since you are unwilling to surrender, then I will beat you until you surrender!"
The black robe waved his hand carelessly, and the magic net immediately turned into swords and magic flames, heading towards Nezha to kill him.
Those swords and demonic flames were filled with demonic aura, and each strike was equivalent to a full-strength strike from the peak of the Earth Immortal. Even though Nezha wielded many magic weapons with his three heads and six arms, and his lotus body released huge magic power, he still couldn't hold on.
When~~
His Qiankun Circle swayed and flew out, and a ball of demonic flames immediately enveloped Nezha.
"Oops!"
He was frightened and hurriedly ran away, but one of his lotus arms was eroded by the demonic energy and turned into black water and fell to the ground without any resistance.
Are you going to die here today?!
In desperate situation, Nezha suddenly shouted loudly: "Second brother!"
Zheng!
Suddenly, the sound of a sword resounded throughout the three realms!
A dense white light shot straight into the sky for tens of thousands of miles from Erlang Zhenjun Temple in Meishan, and the endless cold, arrogant and murderous aura filled the four fields and swept across the wilderness.
"Yang Jian!"
The face of Hei Pao, who was calmly dealing with Nezha, changed.
He deliberately waited for Yang Jian to leave before taking action, because he was thinking of defeating him one by one.
This newly-minted judicial god has a profound knowledge that even he could not fathom for a while, so he did not dare to take action.
Clang!
A silver-white, three-pointed, two-edged sword that was as cold as its owner pierced the void, tearing apart the endless demonic energy, tens of thousands of miles away, and struck the black robe with one strike.
When this sword was slashed out, the flow of time seemed to slow down, ten times or a hundred times, and the space was completely frozen and motionless.
Only that cold sword light flows past like the noble moonlight.
The light of the knife flashed past, seemingly slowly but it spanned tens of thousands of miles of sky in an instant. All life in the place it passed was extinguished. All vitality, space, and even time seemed to be cut, broken, and annihilated under this knife.
Everyone who saw this knife felt unspeakable shock in their hearts, and their hearts became cold.
This knife is a pure killing knife!
The moment the sword light rose, Black Robe was horrified and felt a terrifying and murderous aura of death coming straight towards him!
Even though he was tens of thousands of miles away, he could feel that every inch of flesh and blood and every detail on his body was shrouded in the cold murderous intention contained in the light of the sword, giving him a faint tingling feeling.
Seeing this knife, he suddenly remembered the time when Li Li beat him almost to death, and the injury had not fully healed yet.
In terms of magic power alone, the sword energy contained in this sword may not be deeper than mine, but the pure sword intention is terrifying!
What was even more surprising to Heipao was that Yang Jian had broken through to the realm of Heavenly Immortal. In just a few years, he had actually entered the realm of Heavenly Immortal, which was no worse than that of the Great Heavenly Lord!
Immediately, he no longer cared about Nezha, and his black robes rustled in the sky with the wind of swords. He let out an angry roar and said: "You are looking for death!"
Boom!
The roar resounded throughout the world, the terrifying mana stirred up the clouds, the ground shook, and the endless resentment contained in the sound almost overflowed.
The black-robed eyes were filled with murderous intent. The moment the knife came close, he opened his mouth and spat out an endless storm of demonic energy!
The demonic storm contains various powers such as fire, thunder, poisonous storm, etc. It is full of destructive power!
This is his innate magical power, which allows him to spew violent forces such as earth, fire, wind, water, poison, etc.
After taking refuge in Wutian and degenerating into a demon, he had a black lotus body to protect him. The demonic energy was integrated with all kinds of magical powers. The torrent of demonic energy spit out from his mouth was even more terrifying!
Boom! Boom!
Wherever the demonic storm passed, the space was cracked, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of demons wailing non-stop, charging towards the cold sword light with great force.
Qiang~~~
The bright sword light flashed across the sky like a gentle ray of moonlight, gently passing through the demonic storm. A shocking scene happened!
The moment the two collided, all the terrifying power contained in the demonic storm was easily separated!
"How... how is it possible?!"
The black robe simply couldn't believe what he saw before him. His demonic energy was clearly much more powerful than that ray of sword light. How could it be defeated so easily?
However, reality will not change just because he doesn't believe it.
The sword light directly wiped out the demonic storm, and even passed through the black robe's body with unabated force.
The next moment, time continued to flow, and the frozen space melted instantly.
The demonic energy that covered the sky and the sun has been completely wiped out with one strike!
The sky is bright and clear, the blue sky for thousands of miles is as clear as a wash, everything is quiet, there is not a trace of wind, only the light of the bright sun spreads all over the Guanjiang estuary without the obstruction of the evil energy.
"Yang! Jian! How is that possible!"
Before he could say a word, Hei Pao's body suddenly exploded and turned into countless flesh and blood, shooting out in all directions!
boom!
Immediately afterwards, countless cracks were blown out of the space, and the tyrannical aftermath of mana swept in all directions, making people tremble with fear!
And in this explosion, a dark lotus rose into the sky with a black-robed soul, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
After a while, the aftermath of the mana subsided.
Nezha was sitting high in the sky, looking at the sword intent that had not dissipated and the direction the sword was coming from, he couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue and said: "Second brother, you are so strong?!"
I saw a terrifying knife mark that stretched for tens of thousands of miles on the ground.
The knife mark was as deep as an abyss. Wherever it passed, long rivers stopped flowing and mountains were split into two!
This is only a few years of work!
Recalling the time when Yang Jian was still fleeing in a hurry and was finally rescued by himself, the other party at that time had a green face and didn't even know how to practice. But now, he has far surpassed himself. It is true that things are different.
"Ahem!"
He coughed slightly, retreated with his head and arms, and slowly fell to the ground.
And one of his arms has truly disappeared and is difficult to revive, because of the injury on the arm and a strange demonic energy that is constantly eroding and destroying his body.
Buzz!
At this moment, a god general wearing silver armor, a flying phoenix hat, and golden dragon boots walked up to Nezha holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. It was Yang Jian.
"Second brother"
Nezha looked sluggish and called out in a low spirit.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, he just frowned and slapped Nezha on the shoulder, using his magic power to get rid of the evil spirit.
Tsk tsk...
The silver-white divine light flashed past, and the demonic energy "chichi" made a "chichi" sound. However, it was not eliminated by the divine power. Instead, it violently collided with the divine power and continuously destroyed Nezha's body.
"ah!"
Nezha groaned, with cold sweat on his forehead and red eyes, and said: "Second brother, this evil spirit is extremely weird and has eroded my soul! You can't get rid of it!"
call!
Yang Jian retracted his palm, and the three-pointed and two-edged sword flashed with light, and the frightening killing intent suddenly burst out. He said with a stern face: "These demons really deserve to die!"
This demonic energy is extremely weird. If it corrodes Nezha's soul, Nezha will completely fall into the devil's path and will never be able to survive.
"Then what should we do now?"
Nezha tried his best to suppress all the bloodthirsty, violent and other negative emotions caused by the invasion of demonic energy, and spoke.
"This demonic aura contains the aura of that demon ancestor, and I can't get rid of the demonic aura with my Taoism!"
Yang Jian frowned slightly and said: "But there are countless powerful people in the three realms, so naturally there are people who can be eliminated!"
Although Demon Ancestor is tyrannical, there are many people who can compare with him. Yuanshi Tianzun, Taishang Laojun, etc. are all capable of rescuing people from danger.
Coincidentally, these people with great supernatural powers are inextricably related to Yang Jian and Nezha.
"What do you mean, Brother Yi, we are going to find..."
Nezha wanted to find Mo Li. Although he was a disciple of Kunlun Mountain, he had not met Yuanshi Tianzun a few times. Instead of having a weak relationship with him, he had a close friendship with Mo Li.
However, he knew that Mo Li was currently in seclusion, firstly to heal his wounds, and secondly, to practice in order to prepare for the battle with the Demon Ancestor in the future.
"Nezha"
Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then sighed slightly and said, "Let's go to Tushita Palace!"
The man in Tushita Palace was most likely his master, but it was difficult for him to recognize him even if they didn't tell him.
In the past, if his temperament had been different, he would not have come to ask for help even if he died, but now, with Li Moli in seclusion, for the sake of Nezha's life, he naturally couldn't care less about that.
"Second brother, leave quickly! That demonic energy is about to erode my soul!"
Nezha's face was dark, and the demonic energy visible to the naked eye was about to surround his Niwan.
"Hold on!"
Yang Jian's face was stern, and he didn't even care about the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals scattered around. With a slight shake of his palm, he carried Nezha on his back and slashed the three-pointed two-edged sword in the air, tearing the space apart.
Whoosh!
Amid the violent wind, Yang Jian looked calm as he flew through the air and arrived outside the Nantian Gate of Heaven a moment later.
The four heavenly kings are waiting in formation to guard the Tianmen. Since the Western Heaven was occupied by the demons, they no longer take turns to take a rest, but go into battle together, maintaining a state of high tension.
"Zhenjun Erlang, you are back!"
The four heavenly kings naturally recognized the identities of Yang Jian and Nezha, the two upstarts in heaven. The boss, Mo Liqing, was surprised and asked: "Is the flood in the lower realm already settled?"
"I have something urgent to go to Tushita Palace!"
Yang Jian didn't have the time to talk to them. He took a step forward and a powerful force of magic directly knocked the four of them away, and their figures disappeared without a trace.