Dao Ji above is sleeping in the arms of the fairy sister, and the battle of Long Zhenjun below has reached a fever pitch.

Li Nezha's three-headed and six-armed Dharma body comes from ** Xuangong, and its core origin is similar to the Nine Turns Vajra Technique, which is the supreme cultivation secret method of the flesh, and has the power of defense and attack.

Both of them were holding all kinds of spiritual treasures, fighting together, and no one could help anyone, but later Long Zhenjun did not want to be anxious anymore, and he was not afraid of being injured at all, and began to adopt the method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

You smashed my head with a Qiankun circle, I don't defend, and I want to stab you in the heart with a yin and yang demon sword.

You stabbed me in the heart with a fiery spear, and I let go of the empty door, and the burning stick struck you in the eye socket.

Boom!

The Ganqi Divine Axe and the Qiankun Circle exchanged attacks, and the two exchanged injuries again and flew upside down.

Nezha's eyes were dripping with fairy blood, and there were dozens of injuries on his body, and there were faint fine cracks.

Long Zhenjun is not good-looking, hanging colors everywhere, but he is still majestic.

Li Nezha shouted and scolded: "You fight to the death with me, even if you win, you will inevitably be seriously injured, is it good for you?" ”

Long Zhenjun let out a roar, the wild dragon roared, and the battle intent was boundless, and said, "Benefits? What's that? What I want is your life, it is the fall of the stars, the twilight of the gods, the fall of the heavenly palace, the rebirth of all things, the extinction, and the nirvana, even if Ao Qing withers in the killing, it will be like the toad light after dusk, chased by the latecomers, remembered by the worshippers, Ao Qing, Ao Qing, will be the origin of the fall of the gods and Buddhas in the sky! ”

Spread the word of the Three Realms!

Smell moving!

More people cast their eyes on this side, and their hearts throbbed and were indescribable.

The Great Sage of Pingtian of Jilei Mountain stood on the top of the mountain, and behind him were a group of demon kings under his command, all staring at this side, clenching their fists and falling silent, but the anger and fighting intent in their hearts pierced through the clouds and went straight to the Nine Heavens.

Princess Iron Fan walked up, grabbed Lao Niu's arm, and said, "Ao Qing won't die." ”

Full of meaning.

The Great Sage of Pingtian nodded slowly, and said in an urn voice: "Naturally not, he promised that the cyan dragon soul has left a mark in the Three Realms, and when he recovers again, the heavens and the earth will be overturned!" ”

The same meaning is difficult to understand, but the faith is high.

The fighting spirit of the Great Sage of Pingtian traverses the West Niuhe Continent!

Recite!

Roar!

Howl!

Countless demon saints echoed in the air, and all kinds of demon saints roared, shaking through the blue and yellow springs!

The stars in the heavenly realm trembled, shattered, and fell with a roar!

Dapan Mountain Dragon King's Mansion.

On the hill.

Two shadows stand, and behind them are the "remnants" of the Dragon King's Mansion including the iron horn.

When the arrogance of a demon saint rises, even the little demon who has not yet opened his wisdom suddenly gives birth to endless pride in his heart, competing with each other, raising his head and roaring!

"Sister, he's roaring, and the stars are bright."

Xiaoqing grabbed the palm of the white lady's hand, and looked up at the disillusioned stars that had been roared down by countless demon saints, proud and sad.

"The dawn is coming, just wait for him to be reborn in Nirvana, he said, all marks will not be erased, even if it falls, it will one day be rekindled."

The White Lady's gentle gaze revealed firmness.

On this day, countless regions, countless people who watched the immortal gods descend to the sky, all told words with incomprehensible meanings.

Ao Chong, the Jiao Demon King in the northern sea, only glanced at that side in a hurry, and when a star fell into this sea area in the sky, he retracted his gaze, blocked his Jiaowang Palace, and fell into retreat.

"When the stars fall into the sea, the sea makes waves, and the waves will intensify."

Similar to the Jiao Demon King, there is also the Four Seas Dragon Palace, as well as places where the dragon clan is entrenched.

Qingzu has spoken first, and the Dragon Mother has repeatedly reaffirmed that they must firmly stand on the side of Heavenly Court, the side of justice, and put aside all their involvement with the traitor Ao Qing.

All the dragon clans are dormant, and they don't even have the qualifications to follow the ten thousand demon clans of Xiniu Hezhou and roar together.

I could only look at that side quietly, my eyes were gray, but when I saw the bloody warrior clearly, the look in my eyes was gradually recovering, and they seemed to have witnessed the glory of the dragon clan, recovering and burning.

Although there is only a moment after all, the brilliance of this moment is the eternal brilliance.

The arrogance that exists in the bloodline makes all the dragons proud, and their hearts roar uneasy, their genes tremble under the shackles, and the bloodlines are endlessly rushing in their bodies.

But even though the gods and souls are roaring, none of the dragons have surfaced, because at this time, the unwilling bowing and humiliating dormant are the best ways to resist.

Qingzu will recover, and after recovery, he can't see that none of the bloodline heirs are alive, and at that time, he should be dressed in the glory of the dragon clan and a vassal of ten thousand dragons, and he should not still fight alone.

"Bloodline, bloodline, this bullshit shackles, how long will I imprison my dragon clan......"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea was groaning, and the shackles imposed by the Heavenly Dao in his body to suppress the bloodline of the dragon clan were still as stable as a mountain.

"The ancestors are fighting, but the heirs are dormant, there is no such sorrow, the pain of the race, the shame of the race, the shame of the race......"

"Is it almost dawn, I only see darkness, never-ending darkness."

"The beginning of the road is the cyan will stealing the Buddhist scriptures, the middle of the road is the revival of the cyan will, the cyan dragon soul is writing the title page of Ragnarok, and the end of the road, what is it? If there is still only that blue struggling with itself, the dragon clan, the dragon clan, the miserable clan. ”

A rebellious dragon clan, shackled by invisible shackles, suppressed, groaned at the moment, and had to speak to himself.

Inside the Dragon Mother Palace.

The mother of the Dragon King of the Four Seas, except for the green dragon, the oldest person in the dragon clan who survived, was drowsy on the dragon chair, his eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to have really reached the end of his life.

"I'm sleepy, I'm sleeping, and when I wake up, can I see the sun and rainbow?"

The Western Heavenly Buddha Realm.

The messenger of the pure altar knocked on the wooden fish weakly, and muttered in his mouth:

"Fool, fool, you owe me the power of incense, and you can't settle down~"

The Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva, in the lotus merit pool, poked out his head, glanced at that side, and fell silent.

He was not even qualified to reveal a touch of sadness, and the only thing he could say was:

"Ao Qing, Ao Qing, damn it, damn it, righteousness to kill relatives, righteousness, this is righteousness, it is also justice, it doesn't count the classics and forget the ancestors."

The little white dragon burst into tears, but in an instant, the pearl was washed away by the true water in the lotus merit pool.

On the Moon Palace.

Fairy Chang'e, as cold as ever, without any fluctuations, stroking the jade rabbit in her hand, seeing through the decline of people, neither sad nor happy.

"Useless struggle, humble resistance, tomorrow, everything is still the same, everything is still the same, billions of years, why hasn't it changed."

"But it's very handsome, Ao Qing, as handsome as ever."

The jade rabbit in his hand gnawed on the carrot and said.

"It's quite handsome, he's at least writing his own will and chasing his own chase, and what about that person, how long will I have to wait."

"Don't wait, you can't wait."

"No, I can."

“……”

The skyrim, surrounded by immortals.

Long Zhenjun was covered in blood, and he finally seized the opportunity.

With his flesh resisting the smashing of the Qiankun Circle, the binding of Chaotian Aya, the spear of fire pierced his chest.

Ao Qing put away all his spiritual treasures, smiled cruelly, and hugged Li Nezha tightly with six arms!

"Whew~"

"Punch through your ribs!"

Bang!

The two arms in the middle burst inch by inch!

And from the palm of his hand, tens of thousands of giant solar true fire nuclear fusions erupted, and the ribs of the three altar sea meeting gods were shattered into pieces!

"Crush your neck!"

Rumble!

The two arms above, which also bloomed, exploded with the sun true fire that was difficult to control with their own physical bodies, pinching off the necks of Li Nezha's left and right heads!

"Swallow your flesh!"

Suddenly!

The head in the middle of Long Zhenjun instantly turned into a hideous and terrifying cyan dragon head, and bit off the neck of the middle head of the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society!

"Tear your body to shreds, including your soul!!"

The two arms below turned into dragon claws, and only grabbed the body of Li Nezha's waist!

"Beast, stop!"

In the distance, the Tota Li Heavenly King was about to split, and immediately threw the golden pagoda in his hand, and suppressed it towards the top of Long Zhenjun's head!

Li Nezha's spirit was also roaring in horror: "Why do you want to kill me even if you die?!" You will never survive again! Let it go!! ”

He didn't expect that Ao Qing would be so resolute, even if he was seriously injured, he would have to find an opportunity to destroy him at the cost of his own injury again!

Long Zhenjun laughed and roared: "Because, you actually scolded grandpa for being stupid!" Grandpa will repay it, keep it in his heart, and ask you for it today! Ragnarok, it starts with you! The show is about to begin, are you ready? Hahaha!! ”

This is a word spread by divine thoughts, and in just a moment, it can be called, and when immortals fight, almost all of them are transmitted by divine thoughts.

Otherwise, after one sentence, hundreds of moves, thousands of moves have passed, how can it be too late?

Thundered!

The ten Golden Crow True Fire Laws, connected in a line, gathered on Long Zhenjun's two dragon claws, and exploded!

Sting!

Li Nezha's figure was torn to pieces in an instant!

"No!!"

"Evil beast!!"

Someone in the Heavenly Court was roaring.

The golden pagoda of King Tota Li was also shrouded in the sky above Long Zhenjun, wanting to ban him and help Nezha's spirit escape.

Long Zhenjun was indeed limited in his movements, but he had already been prepared, and he opened the blood basin of the dragon head in his middle and released his strongest skill.

Mouth cannon!

Endless giant nuclear explosions, gathered on a single line, shining in the world, enveloping Li Nezha's terrifying and fleeing spirit!

"Nope! Ao Qing! How dare you!! ”

Li Nezha roared, and then in just a moment, his divine soul was shattered into pieces!

The three souls and seven spirits of the Golden Immortal are extremely strong, but Long Zhenjun's mouth cannon kung fu has long been invincible to the Golden Immortal!

The three souls and seven spirits flew apart, and two of them and five spirits turned into nothingness in an instant!

There are also two souls, which were swallowed by Long Zhenjun's left and right two heads, in one bite!

Ahh

"Enemy flesh and blood, delicious food! The soul of the enemy, the elixir is brewing!! Hahahaha~"

Long Zhenjun laughed wildly, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The last wisp of divine soul was captured in the hands of King Tota Li who was struck by lightning.

The great god of the Three Altars Sea Society, the reincarnation of the spirit beads of Nuwa Palace, the war immortal of the Li family, Li Nezha, is dead......

This wisp of soul can create a "Li Nezha" again, but there is no more Li Nezha's thinking, no more Li Nezha's supernatural powers, and no more Li Nezha.

It is not so much rebirth as complete extinction.

Li Jing put away Li Nezha's soul, looked at Ao Qing who laughed like a demon, and said: "Evil beast, I Heavenly Court allows you to say wheel war, you dare, you dare to ......"

Long Zhenjun interrupted with a cruel smile and said: "There is no death in the battle, it will be meaningless, the enemy is stabbed, what a wonderful taste, only a little worse than Coke, who will come next?!" ”

The Three Heavenly Kings spoke:

"Marshal, Ao Qing is already stunned, don't give him another chance, it will only increase the casualties!"

"Let's go up together and avenge the gods of the Three Altars Sea Society!"

"That's right, I can't talk to him about morality anymore!"

Long Zhenjun seemed to have guessed the current situation, he laughed, and said: "The justice of the gods is nothing more than the selfishness of the powerful, and the promises of the gods are based on the mentality of cats and mice. ”

"You're right."

An indifferent and solemn voice interrupted everything.

Yang Jian, the god of Erlang of Guanjiangkou, raised the three-pointed two-edged spear horizontally, overlooked the world, and said: "But, excluding me, I am not with them, Nezha, Zhan Xianye, for the war life, for the war to die, to die as it should be, as heavy as Shenyue, next, I will come, Guan Jiangkou Erlang God, fight with you...... You should recover from your injuries first. ”

Everyone was stunned, including Long Zhenjun.

But with his cheekiness, of course, the first thing he did was to take out the pill and begin to recover from his injuries, and said with a dry smile:

"Then Ao Qing is better to be respectful than to obey his fate, Erlang Zhenjun is good and virtuous, Ao Qing admires it."

However, on the other side of the Heavenly Court, it exploded.

"No!"

"How can you still get him back from his injuries?"

"Erlang Zhenjun, you, you are vain to take the life of the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society!"

Erlang God didn't move, and he didn't want to pay attention to those people.

Everyone looked at Tota Li Tianwang Li Jing.

Li Jing was so sad and indignant that he wanted to lead all the gods to kill Ao Qing in an instant!

But secretly received a certain divine thought, which made him close his eyes, suppress his anger, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Since the wheel battle has an appointment in advance, then I will give you Ao Qing this opportunity! However, Erlang Zhenjun's opinion can only represent himself! The rest of you won't be able to recover from your injuries! ”

Long Zhenjun smiled dryly: "What a pity, I originally wanted to destroy you all in one fell swoop, but I still have to come one by one, how troublesome, forget it, who made me broad-minded, let you take a step, allowed!" ”