"The third prince of Nezha?" Xiao Yu raised his head and suddenly smiled inexplicably. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Huh?" Nezha raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that Xiao Yu's tone was a little weird.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Once upon a time, he was just a small anchor with no name, but now, he can face such a character directly.

Compared with that muddy life, it is really still such a life, which makes people's blood boil.

Obviously, it seems that he can't take Xiao Lan'er away, since the matter is a foregone conclusion, then Xiao Yu will not do senseless entanglement, he smiled freely, shook his long sword, and said:

"Please!"

At the same time, in the live broadcast room-

"Hold the grass! This baby's heart attack is going to be scared out! ”

"I got up this morning, and I turned on the live broadcast every day, I thought it was a small and warm daily tour, but who knew that the style of painting suddenly changed, and the anchor actually ran to the peach orchard to steal the peach! My friends and I were stunned! ”

"Anchor, you're hanging, it must be! What kind of trouble is this cultivation that has advanced by leaps and bounds! ”

"Don't be cowardly, it's just gang, what about the third prince of Nezha? I'm afraid of him. ”

"Sitting upstairs and talking doesn't hurt your back, just change your pants and don't pee your pants."

"Enough of you, at this time, you should be thinking about how to get out, right?"

“……”

"Okay, I'll see how good you are!" Nezha laughed loudly and stabbed with his gun.

The flame at the tip of the spear ignited, and the fire burned quietly in the void, and even the void was distorted, and it was the true fire of samadhi.

This fire is extraordinary fire, erupting from the eyes, nose, and mouth, and it is the refinement of essence, qi, and spirit into samadhi, but it is a pity that there is no list of different fires in this world, otherwise it is also a masculine flame that ranks among the best.

Seeing the true fire of Samadhi, Xiao Yu suddenly remembered a joke in his previous life, and subconsciously blurted out:

"Third prince, Li Jing is not your father, right?"

There are really not many people in the world who will make Samadhi really hot, and the ones who can count are Nezha, Red Boy, and Taishang Laojun, and then Nezha's mother was pregnant for three years, and the Bull Demon King gave up the Iron Fan Princess and hid in Cuiyun Mountain, it is difficult to say whether there is a cat in it......

As soon as the words came out, Xiao Yu secretly exclaimed, how could he say this easily!

Sure enough, after Nezha was stunned for a while, he was furious: "Zhuzian dares to insult me!" Die quickly! ”

The fire-tipped spear swept away, turned into a long rainbow, swept across the sky, and instantly nailed to Xiao Yu's heart.

Xiao Yu was not to be outdone, he drew his sword with his backhand, and a sword pierced through the void, and the sword light was like a waterfall, rising up.

When the Four Heavenly Kings and the other immortals arrived, they saw two streamers, one green and one red, fighting in the air, and in an instant, there were more than a dozen rounds, and the sky was full of vertical and horizontal sword qi and burning heat waves.

There was a fiery cloud in the sky that looked like fish scales, but at this moment, it was torn apart in the wind and sword qi.

"What is the origin of this person, who can actually fight against the third prince of Nezha without falling behind?"

All the immortals glanced at each other, and they were all surprised and surprised.

Although the third prince of Nezha was not named the god of war, his means were not weak, and the ordinary immortal family was not his opponent at all, but this thief who stole the peach was not only able to fight with him, but he was not even left behind!

"Could it be that this is also a celestial immortal?"

"No, no!" Someone shook his head and said: "The people who can cultivate to the realm of heavenly immortals are all amazing talents and famous people, this person is obviously good at using swords, and there is only one pure yang ancestor who is worthy of the number." ”

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the middle-aged immortal not far away who was carrying a long sword and hanging a wine bottle from his waist, but it was a middle-aged beautiful man with fluttering hair, who was the Pure Yang Patriarch.

The so-called Pure Yang Patriarch is Lu Dongbin.

Lu Dongbin is considered to be the patriarch of the world's swordsmanship, his fame does not need to be repeated, and his own cultivation is equally high, but he is clearly standing there, who is that person in the sky?

In the sky, Nezha couldn't help but be ruthless when he saw that he couldn't fight for a long time, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Golden Crow Boiled Sea!"

Rumble!

The true fire of Samadhi rose to the sky, and the clouds for hundreds of miles had no waves, and they were incinerated in an instant, and the temperature in the air instantly increased by dozens of degrees, even the immortals also felt the burning heat, and their skin was faintly painful.

As for the flowers and plants on the ground, they were scorched in an instant, and this was because the third prince of Nezha deliberately converged, otherwise they would have to be burned for a hundred miles.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy and the other flower fairies were anxious and distressed, but there was nothing they could do, this kind of war was no longer something they could control.

"Sister Yang, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Yang Chan's face was strange, the Hundred Flowers Fairy couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

The Third Lady opened her mouth, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little tightness in the chest." ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy did not doubt him, nodded, and looked at the sky again.

"Strange, why does that person's figure look so familiar, I always feel like I've seen ...... there," muttered the Third Lady, and couldn't help but look at one person.

Looking at Yang Jian, who was standing with his hands in his hands and a calm face, the heart of the Three Holy Mothers suddenly settled down.

……

In the sky, Nezha's eyebrows were lit with a little flame emblem, and his black hair turned into fiery red, as if the god of fire had come to life and the king of war had come back to life.

These dozens of miles of fire clouds are the Samadhi True Fire that Nezha has worked so hard to cultivate, and it is so powerful when it is unleashed at this moment.

Xiao Yu only felt a wave of heat rushing to his face, and his skin was tingling, and he immediately felt awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he turned into a green lotus.

A green lotus stands on the top of the sky, the lotus leaves are green, the lotus flowers bloom slightly, and the fragrance is overflowing, as if it is spring and summer, full of vitality.

Under the burning of this samadhi fire, instead of withering and withering, it became more and more verdant.

All the immortals were amazed, but they couldn't guess the origin of this green lotus.

Xiao Yu turned into a green lotus, and he only felt that his thinking had become quite wonderful, but the lotus leaves were clumped, and the rhizomes actually began to absorb the true fire of samadhi in the sky.

Xiao Yu only felt a buzz in his head, and his mind suddenly fell into the chaos of ups and downs, not knowing where he started or where he was.

When Xiao Yu came back to his senses, he found that there was silence all around.

When he looked up, he found that the samadhi true fire in the sky had been absorbed, and the green lotus had already bloomed a small half.

"Could it be that Qinglian can absorb the Samadhi True Fire to advance?" Xiao Yu was overjoyed, "Third prince, spew fire again, less less!" ”

Nezha stumbled under his feet, looking at him indignantly, only thinking that Xiao Yu was really provocative, but Xiao Yu really asked for "fire".

The Qinglian Sword is an acquired treasure, only after evolution, can it become an innate spirit treasure, all along, Xiao Yu has been a little confused about how to make it evolve, and now he has finally discovered it, so he naturally does not want to miss it.

Xiao Yu patted his chest, his eyes were sincere, and his tone was sincere: "I don't do it, even if you burn me, take a step back and count me as losing." ”

"I'm mad at me!" Nezha's face turned red, and he was about to step forward to fight again, when he suddenly saw a circle of net-like ripples around Xiao Yu, covering him in the air.

The Four Heavenly Kings appeared from the sky, each standing in a position, and the Heavenly King sneered:

"The net has been laid, and you can't escape!"