On the top of the mountain, the golden light and the blue light shine together, in the light, there is a golden-winged Dapeng and the corpse of two dragons, and the demon power that has not yet dissipated spreads between heaven and earth, impacting Nezha's heart, he was stunned in place, for a long time, he didn't know what to say, so he had to cast his questioning eyes on Zhang Yue.

"I found out about the enemy, and I didn't have time to tell you, so I went to solve it first. I wanted to solve it all, but after all, there was some trouble, and in the end I left two for you. They should have just come here to tempt and not pay too much attention to it. Just send it away. Zhang Yue was supported by the girl, his brain was still dizzy, and he just wanted to go back to the room to sleep quickly.

Although Nezha looked like a rough man, he could also see that the Jingji and his party were in a weak state, so they didn't bother anymore, hurriedly said goodbye, stepped on the hot wheels, and rushed to the battlefield. The two brilliant tails of fire disappeared in the blink of an eye in the sky, and when they came back to their senses, a red silk had already floated on the battlefield, and a fire-tipped spear burst out of it, and with every tremble, a demon soldier fell.

By his side, Yang Jian transformed into thousands of mysteries, eight or nine mysteries, mysterious and unpredictable, sometimes turning into a dragon roaring in the sky, sometimes turning into a heavenly horse galloping among the clouds, and sometimes turning into a giant galloping in the field. He stretched out his big hand and smashed a large area of demon soldiers with a slap, and his palms were stained with blood and mud.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the army, and I saw a big white tiger crashing through the defense of the heavenly soldiers, falling from the sky, the blood basin opened wide, and the silver-white fangs carried the pungent smell of blood and bitten. Yang Jian's hair stood on end, and when he looked back, his eyebrows and eyes cracked, and a golden light shot out and landed on the white tiger's head, stopping his momentum. Yang Jian roared angrily and rushed forward, no matter how many living beings he trampled on, he pressed the white tiger to the ground.

With a crisp pop, the green vines pierced Yang Jian's shoulder, and countless tiny barbs flipped out and pierced into his flesh. Yang Jian only felt a numbness in his shoulders, the power in his body was passing rapidly, and his thousand-foot-tall body began to fade. Yang Jian subconsciously wanted to pull the vines, but was entangled in Nezha's chaotic Aya.

"Let me come!" Nezha threw out a spear flower, and the Qiankun circle was sacrificed, directly smashing all the demon soldiers around him to death, he rushed out with a gun, and gently slapped his mouth and nose three times, and then opened his mouth and spewed out a golden red line of fire, winding around the green vines.

Raging!

The true fire of Samadhi is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and in a short time it envelops the entire tree vine, and even follows the vine of the tree, and quickly goes towards the green king who is hidden in the army. Yang Jian's whole body was relieved, and he immediately condensed his qi, pouring into every cell in his body, suppressing the White Tiger King who was about to resist again.

"Kitten, let me play with you!" Yang Jian raised his mountain-like fist and smashed it against the tiger's head. Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! One after another, the blood column also sprayed higher and higher each time.

Nezha followed the flames, the Qiankun Circle and the Chaotian Aya automatically protected the master, blocking all the demon soldiers who wanted to stop him, and he went straight into the depths of the army as if he had entered a no-man's land. Qingwang stepped on Qingye and didn't have the slightest idea of fighting Nezha, Fang Cai's samadhi true fire had already scared her soul, and in the face of such a restrained opponent, she couldn't raise her fighting spirit. Seeing Nezha's menacing figure, Qingwang turned around and left without hesitation, allowing his subordinates to be engulfed in flames behind him.

"It's a demon king, and you are afraid to fight on the spot, are you ashamed?" Nezha scolded angrily, and in a flash, he showed three heads and six arms, shook his hand and threw out the Qiankun circle and gold bricks, and chased after the Qingwang, "Qingwang! Dare to fight me! ”

Hearing the shouts behind him, the green king fled faster, and the green leaves spread out in all directions, turning into countless green kings, flying in all directions. Nezha fixed his eyes, holding the Chaotian Silk in his hand, and waved it, only to see that the red silk rushed out of the volcano like a fire dragon, dancing wildly, and swept away all the clones in an instant, and the remaining body was about to go away in a blink of an eye.

"Demons! I'll see where you go! Nezha scolded, and didn't chase it, but just lunged and bent over, holding a fire-tipped spear in one hand, and looked at the direction of Qingwang's escape from a distance, "Die!" His body stretched, wisps of flame floated out, covering the fire-tipped spear, and the blazing temperature formed an invisible force field, and the demon soldiers who wanted to stop it were like moths to the flames, without any effect. When the flames were condensed to the extreme, Nezha himself could not hold the gun, so he could only let its power explode, and with his throwing, it cut through the sky and flew out.

On the horizon, Qingwang was still running away, not daring to slack off in the slightest, but she never thought that the next step she took would become the middle of her life. In a trance, she only felt a rush of heat, and the next moment she lost consciousness forever. A vigorous green banyan tree fell down the cliff, its spear piercing through the trunk, leaving a blackened hole.

Nezha was dressed roughly, waved his hand casually, and the fire-tipped spear flew back quickly, and it was a sweep when he fell into his hand, and the flames swept out in a fan shape, and the demon soldiers had no time to scream and turned into flying ashes. Yang Jian returned to his normal size, riding a heavenly horse, holding a long halberd, on the blade of the halberd, the body of the White Tiger King was lifted high, the head had rotted, and the white skull mixed with flesh and blood could be faintly seen.

"None of them will be left!" Yang Jian raised the halberd violently, spit out vigorously, and directly exploded the body of the White Tiger King, and the blood rain fell all over the sky, and he bathed in blood and roared angrily. The heavenly soldiers and generals also roared one after another, as if they had forgotten the pain of life and death at that moment, and only had their dedication to killing the enemy.

Nezha smiled: "Well done." ”

"It's just two demon kings. Nothing to be proud of. Yang Jian muttered.

……

On the top of the mountain, everyone witnessed the battle. Of course, they also wanted to go back to their rooms and fall asleep in the soft and warm bedding, but the moment the battle began, they were unconsciously attracted, and at this moment they sighed secretly in their hearts.

Yan Xi said: "I have to say, this Yang Jian is a talent, and it is really a great virtue for Heavenly Court to have this person." He has strength, courage, and is very smart, at least in terms of leading troops to war, we are not as good as him. ”

"Oh? But I don't think he and Nezha need to make a move in this battle. It's just two demon kings, and there should be a lot of immortals in the heavenly court who can compete with each other. Yang Jian and Nezha can be regarded as the top combat power of Heavenly Court. Isn't this a knife used to kill chickens? Auntie asked.

"But look at the morale of the Heavenly Soldiers now. Nezha threw a gun to kill the Qingwang, and Yang Jian became even more violent, bursting the head of the Tiger King. Do you think he has no better way to kill these two demon kings? He needed more than just killing the Demon King, this raid was also a good opportunity for Yang Jian to boost his morale. Yan Xi explained.

Zhang Yue was still pillowing the girl's knees, and said weakly: "This also shows that there is no high-end combat power in the Heavenly Court, otherwise, how can we improve the morale of the Heavenly Soldiers?" In the war of the Aliens, it is often not the soldier who decides the outcome of the battle, but the person who commands the soldier. If it is strong enough, it will be a master, and it will not be opened. ”

Yan Xi sighed: "After all, it will eventually perish. ”

The girl asked, "I'm a little curious. According to legend, the Heavenly Court should have existed since the mythical era of the pre-Qin period, and it was thousands of years ago, why could they have such a long life? Obviously, they are all aliens, and their strength is not much stronger than ours. But a strong person like Lingdaozi has only lived for a few hundred years. ”

"I don't know, this war is a node in the history of the Elven people. The fall of Heaven has changed the pattern between the alien spirits and demons, and it is a war that will be lost on both sides. It's just that in the end, we humans recovered faster and regained the initiative, which was the situation of our time. Yan Xi said.

Zhang Yue sat up from the ground and rubbed her somewhat sour neck, "These things are not our business, it's over, go back, I'm so sleepy!" ”

The battle was over, and everyone lost interest, so they finally helped each other back to their rooms. Although Zhang Yue really wanted to stay alone, she couldn't help but stay and take care of his girl, so she could only let her accompany her by the window. "Stay in the moon, can we really go back?" The girl propped her head and looked at Zhang Yue, who seemed to be asleep.

"How do I know, but I'll have to try, maybe it's going to happen?" Zhang Yue muttered, her voice much more powerful than before.

"Don't you think we're going too far? Heavenly Court regards us as saviors, but we are thinking about how to cooperate with the demon clan to bring down Heavenly Court. In fact, people and demons are the same, there are good times and bad times, why do you have to fight? Have you ever considered the feelings of other people's underworld? A war will kill a lot of people, and there will be many demons. The girl said.

Zhang Yue was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the girl who never liked to think too much would also talk about these things with him, but since he talked about it, Zhang Yue naturally had to answer seriously: "People are small, demons are also small, and living beings are small, walking with the footsteps of the world." We can't change anything, it's the general trend. As for what the end will be in the future, I don't know. However, there are some things that still have to be done, even if you know that they will not succeed. This is probably the great place of life! ”

"Isn't it stupid?" The girl laughed.

"It's often stupid people who change the world. Because stupid people are not afraid. Smart people are too timid. Zhang Yue said.

"And who are you?" The girl asked suddenly.

Zhang Yue was stunned, and didn't know how to answer for a while, so she looked at the girl like this, and thought for a long time before she said: "I'm an ordinary person, not too stupid and not too smart." So, I'm scared, but I'm going to do it. ”