This Holy Child King still has some skills, not only can make the Five Madhi Divine Fire, but also has a lot of research in martial arts, making a good marksmanship.

I saw that the musket flew up and down, like a fire dragon rolling, and like dancing pear blossoms, but this pear blossom was a pear blossom with fire, making the sky full of fire.

It's just that whether it is the witch king Xia Yu or the witch ancestor Gonggong, they are the originators of water control, and water and fire are mutually resistant. If the two of them have the same cultivation and skills, they can still fight equally, just like Zhu Rongneng and Gonggong were inseparable back then.

However, this Holy Infant King was only born with a little innate fire element, and later relied on this innate talent to practice day and night in the Flame Mountain, and then refined this five madhi divine fire, how can it be compared with Zhu Rong, the originator of playing with fire?

Xia Yunjie inherited his mantle, and the art of resisting water is naturally incomparable, far more powerful than the Holy Infant King's fire control technique, and his realm cultivation is much more advanced than the Holy Infant King, and the Holy Infant King plays with fire in front of him, but it is just a humiliation for himself.

So let the Holy Child King summon the musket so wonderfully, when the fire was extinguished as soon as it touched the water dragon, the three corpses of the Holy Child King jumped violently, and finally abandoned the musket, and then showed the body of a giant shoulder to shoulder with the mountain, clenched his fists, hammered the hammer on his nose, and recited the mantra, and suddenly, the nose like a cave, and the mouth all erupted with fire.

The fire is boundless, and it seems that the world is about to be burned down in an instant, Xia Yunjie is like a lonely boat under this boundless fire, it seems to be extremely small, and it seems that it is about to be burned in a blink of an eye.

It turned out that this Holy Infant King was beaten out of the real fire, and he did not hesitate to consume the real fire that had been collected and refined for countless years, and wanted to burn Xia Yunjie with the fire.

Water can extinguish fire, but fire can also burn water dry. When the Holy Child King saw that Xia Yunjie's water was powerful, he wanted to compare whose capital was stronger.

"This guy is endless!" Seeing this, Xia Yunjie couldn't help but feel a little angry, and a green branch poked out of his head, which was the branch of the Congenital Peach Tree.

There were droplets of emerald green water hanging from the branches, and when they brushed towards the fire, a misty drizzle began to fall in the sky.

After a drizzle, the boundless sea of fire gradually extinguished.

Seeing that the sea of fire that he had spent countless years to build up was also extinguished by the drizzle, the whole person suddenly withered, and he wanted to flee with a burst of fire.

"Hmph, didn't you say that you would hold a hundred Fire Spirit Fruits in both hands? Do you want to get away with it now? Xia Yunjie was already a little angry at this time, and he was willing to let this Holy Child King get away, and he raised his hand and slapped it at him.

The Holy Infant King's Wumadhi True Fire is naturally extremely powerful, but once the Wumadhi True Fire is restrained, it is actually just a Purple Dew Stage Golden Immortal, and who is Xia Yunjie, the opponent of the Purple Infant Stage Golden Immortal. Besides, at this time, he was already distracted, and he only thought about escaping, which would be even more unhelpful.

Xia Yunjie condensed a golden light hand, and hit the Holy Infant King down the mountain with one palm, and then pressed down with one palm, so that he couldn't move at all.

"Let go of this king, let go of this king, otherwise this king wants you to look good!" The Holy Child King was a high-minded and arrogant person, who was pressed to the ground by Xia Yunjie's palm, unable to move, and dared to scream and threaten Xia Yunjie.

"At this time, you still dare to threaten the immortal, don't you think that the immortal will not dare to kill you?" Xia Yunjie said coldly when he heard this, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"You dare? My father is the great sage of Jilei Mountain, and my mother is the princess of the iron fan of the Basho Cave in Cuiyun Mountain, if you dare to kill me, my father and mother will definitely cut you with a thousand knives, so that your soul will be in the oil pot, and you can't survive and die! The Holy Child King cried out.

Xia Yunjie has always been a man who does things alone, and he hates someone to scare him the most, when he was on earth, and in the fairy world, so this Holy Child King called him like this, although Xia Yunjie knew in his heart that he could give birth to such a son, the other party's parents must be very powerful, maybe they had to fight with Sun Wukong, but not only were they not afraid, but they really moved a little bit of murder.

"This immortal doesn't know any Pingtian Great Sage, what Iron Fan Princess, do you think that if you bring them out, this immortal will not dare to kill you?" Xia Yunjie said coldly.

"If you don't know my parents, you must have heard of the name of Monkey King. Let me tell you, he is my father's sworn brother, and he has been freed from the trap of Wuzhi Mountain a few days ago, and even the Peacock King of the Western Sect was beaten away by him. He is a demon king who protects his shortcomings and will repay him, if you dare to touch me, he will definitely settle accounts with you. Seeing that Xia Yunjie said that he didn't know his parents, the Holy Child King hurriedly brought out the name of Monkey King.

Xia Yunjie just kept flying these days and didn't know about Sun Wukong's escape, but the Holy Child King had already received the news. It's just that although he raised the name of Sun Wukong, he believed that he had the true fire of Wumadhi in his body, but he didn't respect this cheap uncle very much in his heart. It's just that in the fairy world, Sun Wukong's name is much bigger than his father's, and at this time, in order to scare Xia Yunjie, he can only helplessly carry him out.

Xia Yunjie was really taken aback when he heard this, he didn't know what the Great Sage of Pingtian was capable of, but he had seen Sun Wukong's ability, since the Great Sage of Pingtian could worship him as a brother, even if it was not as good as him, it would not be inferior. However, Xia Yunjie naturally won't be afraid of him, he is usually kind and angry, and he won't put up any fights with his subordinates, but once he is ruthless, he doesn't care who you are.

Back then, Maitreya was a lot of doppelgangers, and he was not killed correctly, and later he even said that he would personally kill Maitreya to avenge the Nine Shadows Yin Empress, which shows that once he recognizes something, he will not have any intention of retreating because of the strength of the other party.

Therefore, although Xia Yunjie was shocked that the father of the Holy Child King turned out to be Sun Wukong's sworn brother, he would not back down because of this, but he and Sun Wukong had a good relationship after all, and he also respected Sun Wukong's resolute and unyielding, affectionate and righteous character, but the killing machine in his heart was unconsciously put away, and he said coldly: "Hmph, what if you are Sun Wukong's nephew?" If I want to kill you, he will only say that I killed you well, but he will not blame you in the slightest! ”

As he spoke, Xia Yunjie spit out a cold light in his palm, but it was a water dragon, and he drilled into the back of the Holy Child King.

As soon as the water dragon got into the body of the Holy Child King, it split into three and went straight to the three immortal mansions of the Holy Child King.

This water dragon is naturally not an ordinary water dragon, but black water, weak water, green water, river water, foreign water, and red water are fused together, and the world is from yin to soft to cold to heavy water. Just a drop can turn into an ocean.