Chapter 529: Nezha and Luo Xuan!

"How could..."
Hong Jin only felt that his lips were dry, and the roar was getting farther and farther, but the shock in his heart could not be dissipated for a while.
Fan Tianyin, that is! The famous Fan Tianyin! Was Yang Jian sent to the sky with one punch after another?
Hong Jin suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave.
This is a catastrophe for the Destroying God, can he not stay? Then I thought about it, it would be a good strategy if I led the army in a big battle and made my own fame and defected to the Zhou army at a critical moment.
Yes, yes, that's it...
Hong Jin listened to the muffled thunder over his head, lowered his head and turned his hand to see, the palm of his hand was already full of cold sweat...
In fact, it was not only Hong Jin who was frightened by Yang Jian's might, but Shen Gongbao, Luo Xuan and others were also in fear at this time.
Shen Gongbao seldom was shocked, and at this time he kept lifting his beard, concealing his softly trembling apple.
When Qinglong closed, Nezha had a rare and weird expression, while Xiao Lan's small mouth was a little bit unable to close, astonished.
"Brother's bravery..." Wei Hu sighed lightly, and didn't say why.
Huang Tianhua on the side whispered: "Big brother blocked Fan Tianyin, let's be careful that the other party will attack. Those Taoist priests are also starting to move, be careful."
Nezha and Wei Hu nodded at the same time, and Nezha directly released the magical powers of three heads and six arms, holding various treasures, standing on the flaming spear, watching the figures of Taoists who seemed to be approaching Qinglong Pass in front.
"Everyone," Shen Gongbao whispered, "The opportunity is not to be missed. It is the right thing to take the opportunity to win the Qinglong Pass! Why doesn't Fellow Luo Xuan show his supernatural powers?"
"good!"
Taoist Luo Xuan softly agreed, closed his eyes, and pinned the ripples of Dao Xin that was hit by Yang Jian's fist, two flames spurted from his nose, and the whole person was wrapped in flames in a blink of an eye.
This fire is the real fire of Samadhi, but it is mixed with seven or eight kinds of different fires, the fire is more fierce and kills more.
While Yang Jian was going to break the Heaven Seal, Luo Xuan was wrapped in flames and headed straight for Qinglong Pass.
"I'll stop him!"
Ne Zha whispered, and the Nine Dragons Lihuo hood hanging from his waist shook slightly.
Luo Xuan angrily rebuked: "Where is the junior!" The flames around his body soared, and real fire rose up, turning into a snake, and attacked Nezha.
"If you dare to speak wild words!"
Nezha murmured, and the fire-tip spear spewed out innocent fire, and used fire to fight the fire.
Luo Xuan laughed when he saw this, and the fire around his body rose wildly. The flames from Nezha's spear was turned into his own use by Luo Xuan, and he turned to Nezha instead.
Ne Zha squinted his eyes, and his figure shot away at the center of the flame. The circle of universe was transformed into thousands, rushing from left to right in the flame.
The flame was invisible, and Luo Xuan seemed to have turned into an invisible thing in the flames, his figure moved at will, giving way to Nezha's offensive.
For a while, everyone saw a flame of a few miles in diameter on display in the sky, and Nezha was chasing a dark shadow in it, seeming to be downwind.
"I will help fellow daoists!"
But it was Liu Huan, a gas refiner on Nine Dragons Island, who was also capable of controlling fire with one hand, but he was two points weaker than Luo Xuan.
A figure rushed out of Qinglongguan, carrying a Moxie sword, stepping on a water spark basket, and a heart-retaining nail inserted on the headband. Whose is Huang Tianhua?
The flower baskets under Huang Tianhua's feet bloomed, his eyes were full of caution, he obviously took the disaster that the master had said in his heart, and he did not dare to be careless at this time.
"Why are the nameless rats deceiving my brother so many people!" Huang Tianhua rebuked coldly, "Fight me!"
Then Liu Huan laughed a few times, and the flames all around him made a long sword and shot away at Huang Tianhua.
"Junior died!"
"Humph!" Huang Tianhua's Mo Xie sword burst into light from his debut, secretly forming a star battle formation, and blasted away toward the sky full of fire sword.
The two sword formations collided, and there was another big battle in the air. The four figures separated two places. The fighting was the wind and water, and the people watching were full of passion.
In the air, Shen Gongbao asked a few Jiejiao immortals to take action; when Qinglong was closed, Wei Hu also invited a number of Xianjiao immortals to stop him.
More than a dozen immortals of the two religions were fighting each other on the edge of the fire. The battle situation was escalating and the fighting became more and more fierce.
Clouds appeared in the sky at some point. Yang Jian blasted the Fang Dayin and disappeared. His divine consciousness could not get close to Fantianyin. He could only barely see the large group of phantoms rising. Foreign war.
"This is the battle between the two religions..."
Xiao Lan looked at the scene of the battle before her, the sky was burning the world, and the magical powers slammed, and she couldn't help but feel grief.
Wei Hu chuckled lightly and said in a low voice, "This can only be regarded as a small scene."
Xiao Lan suddenly raised her eyebrows and felt that she was too dangerous to stay here again.
But now, her Young Master Xiao also wants face, so she can't leave in despair.
She was thinking blindly here, and something happened suddenly.
Luo Xuan, who had killed Nezha, raised his head and laughed, and the figure that turned into a flame was divided into two, two into four, and turned into hundreds of avatars in the blink of an eye, and rushed to Nezha.
Nezha snorted and finally raised the Jiulong Lihuo cover. The Nine Dragons Lihuo cover grew long in the wind and turned into a hundred feet high in a blink of an eye. Cyclones appeared around him, madly absorbing the surrounding flames.
"Do you really know what kind of baby you have when you are a poor man? Hahaha!"
Luo Xuan's laughter was unconscious, Nezha's heart jumped in the dark, but he saw that hundreds of Luo Xuan's flame clones raised his left hand at the same time and pressed it on his forehead.
The flame split, hundreds of vertical eyes opened, and crimson rays of light were shot out, shooting from all directions to Jiulong Lihuo.
Nezha was a little too late to collect the baby, only to see that Nine Dragons Lihuo was hit by the red light, and after a slight tremor, it shrank into a ball and fell back to Nezha's hands.
The treasure has an aura, but at this moment Nezha feels that the treasure's spirit is bound by a strange Taoist rhyme, which is temporarily unusable.
Hundreds of Luo Xuan laughed at the same time: "Pan Dao is originally a fairy in the flames, and treasures in the fire are not present! If you have no means, Pang Dao will take the Qinglong Pass."
"Heh," Nezha smiled slightly, leaning forward slightly, the Hot Wheels under his feet seemed to be still.
In the next moment, Hot Wheels bursts of light!
Whoosh--
Nezha's figure walked away in the wind, Hun Tian Ling brought out a dazzling red line between the heaven and the earth!
The hundreds of avatars of Luo Xuan were pierced by this red line almost in a blink of an eye. When Nezha's figure freezes again, the fire-tip spear flicks gently, and the light of the treasure held by six arms flickers gently.
Get it?
"Hey, why do juniors deceive themselves?"
Luo Xuan's voice came from behind, and the corner of Nezha's eyes twitched, turning his head to look, the flames in the sky began to heal and merged into one again, like a flame.
Nezha suddenly thought of something and patted his head.
Even if the flame is afraid of splitting?
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, it seems a bit of a mess...
"Humph! I think you can heal a few times!"
Nezha's figure rushed forward again, still at that extreme speed, and only a phantom was left as fast.
In the sky, hundreds of figures were chopped and chopped again, but they overlapped again without any damage.
Nezha took a breath, and the two bursts of mana have made his lotus body a little unbearable...
But looking up, there are still clouds in the sky. Big brother and Fan Tianyin don't know where they have been. If they don't block this guy, Qinglongguan might really be turned into a sea of ​​flames by this fire Taoist.
"I don't want to be hung up and beaten by senior brother," Nezha murmured, and the fire-tip spear shook lightly, and all kinds of Lingbao's light triumphed.
Come again!
The red line reappeared, as if tirelessly, it hit Kong Xuan.
On the ground, Shen Gongbao fell beside Hong Jin riding a black panther, and said with a chuckle: "Why don't the general help out?"
Hong Jin said calmly, "There are two Taoist masters who have killed the Quartet, but I don't have to do that obstructive thing."
Shen Gongbao chuckles his beard slightly. He is so different from when he first entered Nanzhou. At this time, he also has a beard and looks more calm.
"Since this is the case, Poor Dao should also play a battle."
After that, Shen Gongbao rode the panther towards Qinglongguan, galloping on the ground.
Qinglong Pass was already standing on top of the tower filled with human shadows. Upon seeing this, Wei Hu had already held the Jiang Mo pestle, glanced at Xiao Lan, and said, "Please let the general command here."
Xiao Lan also knew that it was not the time to be joking. She nodded and agreed, and Wei Hu rushed down the city wall and smashed the attacking Shen Gongbao with the devil pestle.
The ground is another place of chaos, and at this time the cards in both hands have basically been played.
Xiao Lan looked left and right, her complexion turned pale.
The opponent still has a general who hasn’t moved. If this general rushes over, his shallow mana can’t stop it...
In contrast, Hong Jin stared at Xiao Lan standing on the tower, her eyes full of surprise.
Such a handsome young man, standing there so peacefully, there is a layer of unpredictable aura on his body...Could it be a disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals?
Hong Jin thought to himself that he was inferior to Nezha, and of course he was just so bad.
"Fine, I'll just sit and watch them fight."
Hong Jin made up his mind not to move, and consciously couldn't do nothing, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Beat the drum! Cheer for the immortals!"
The Shang army immediately rang the drums~EbookFREE.me~ and the drums in the Qinglongguan were even more loud. General Zhou Jun was not timid and looked at the growing fire cloud in the sky, and he spoke to his generals. Quite confident.
...
The low end of the void amidst the wilderness and the chaos, the sky full of stars, is ninety thousand miles west of the Nantian Gate.
A big seal was like a fairy mountain that had just emerged. It was punched into this airspace and drifted around.
Below the big seal, a figure that was somewhat inconspicuous compared to the big seal rushed out, wrapped in a few pieces of cloth, but it was still not halved.
"Yang Jian!"
Standing on the top of the Great Seal, Yin Jiao raised his hand to angrily at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the figure suddenly rushed forward, holding the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand, and turning a half-moon arc toward the front!
Yin Jiao suddenly narrowed his eyes and chuckled. In his sleeve, a small bell was about to fly out...