Regarding the almost inseparable relationship between Lin Tian and Heavenly Dao, Nezha naturally did not know.

All he knew was that he was very angry at this time.

Yes, anger!

Obviously, a generation of golden immortals, even if they are placed in the earth immortal realm, can be regarded as a master, and with a set of magic weapons, they can beat Taiyi and face Da Luo.

But in this way, when he faced a small drought, he didn't catch it in a short time, and even escaped by it several times.

This is not to say that this drought is so powerful, it is stronger than Da Luo Jin Xian.

In fact, this drought fish doesn't even have the strength of an immortal, and it is about the same level as the previous Wang Xuebin.

But I can't stand it, this is someone's home field.

People are native creatures of the world, not restricted by the separation of immortals and mortals, and they are not born in the Three Realms and Six Realms, and they are not in the Five Elements, so they are good at concealing their breath.

And he Nezha, who first came to the world, was unfamiliar with the place of life, and as an immortal smuggled from the earth immortal world, because of the separation of immortals and the absence of immortals in the world, he was suppressed by heaven and earth, and his strength could not be exerted.

In this way, the marble escaped from his hands several times.

This time, he even let this droughtle do evil in front of him, almost causing it to take several lives.

Fortunately, he stopped it in time, and he didn't give her a chance to devour the soul and strengthen her body.

It's just that even if no one died, the blood that flowed out still provided some energy for the already injured Drought Fish, allowing her injuries to recover a little.

"Demon, die!"

After a short confrontation, Nezha snorted coldly and threw the Qiankun circle in his hand at the drought.

This magic weapon strengthened by Lin Tian is surprisingly effective when dealing with things like the Drought Fish, and the Drought Fish that is good at hiding is the one who was injured under the Qiankun Circle and lost its vitality.

Seeing Nezha throw the Qiankun circle again, Miss Drought Fish's eyes froze, and she gritted her teeth fiercely.

"You forced me!"

As the words fell, Miss Drought raised her hand to the crowd of onlookers who had gotten out of the car because of the previous explosion, and resentment condensed in her palm.

"Boom!"

Under the control of Miss Dry, a figure of resentment flew towards the crowd with the breath of death.

Obviously, under Nezha's persecution, she is ready to kill.

However, in this regard, Nezha has long been prepared.

Chaotian Aya unfolded, blocking the resentment of those attacking mortals, and at the same time, the Qiankun circle thrown was unabated, smashing towards the drought.

Seeing that her attack was blocked, Miss Drought was not disappointed, but did not hesitate to dodge the Qiankun circle sideways, and fled into the distance without looking back.

It's just that......

"Can you escape?"

Nezha snorted coldly, and Chaotian Aya, who blocked the resentment of the drought fish, did not return, but went around in a circle as expected to half-surround the drought fish.

The drought fish thought that his voice had succeeded, and was just about to flee into the distance, when he suddenly felt a flash of red light in front of him.

Before she could react, she was already entangled by Chaotian Aya.

"This time, look where you're going!"

successfully captured this Miss Drought Fish, Nezha was not in a hurry to kill the other party.

Let's not talk about the value of a dartle, let's just say that the task given to him by his master is to let him solve the incident he encountered during the day, not to solve this dartle lady.

Of course, kill this Miss Dry, and the so-called [Game of Death] will disappear into this world with it.

But he felt that the task given to him by his master should be more than just a matter of letting him kill this marl.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he focused on arresting and did not kill the killer, otherwise, no matter how strong this drought is, there will be no place to bury him.

Regarding Nezha's words, Miss Dry just snorted coldly, indicating that she was unwilling to answer.

The other party doesn't want to talk to you, and gives you the back of your head with long black hair. 】

I don't know if Nezha's head sounded such a prompt sound, but obviously Nezha was not satisfied with the arrogant performance of the drought fish becoming a captive.

"You dare to be presumptuous after being imprisoned, believe it or not, I will let you experience the fear of a samadhi real fire in minutes?"

However, Nezha's threat did not work, and Miss Drought was not frightened by Nazha, but even more disdainful.

"Hmph, hypocrite, vindicators!

Say what to destroy the demons, what will be the way for the heavens.

Where were you defenders when I was killed?

Where are you when I am toyed with and kill and throw away the corpses, so that the heavens will not work, and the earth will not be right?

Now that I've just inadvertently been transformed into a zombie by the blood of injustice, and used my own means to punish some bad guys, you've stepped up to defend the demons.

What demons have you removed, and what ways have you defended?

Do you mean to protect those bad creatures who have done all the bad things and lost their conscience, and to get rid of us lonely ghosts who have come back to take revenge after being killed?

If so, then who will repay the lonely souls who were killed by those beasts, their resentment, their hatred?"

In the face of the Qiankun circle in Nezha's hand that ignited the true fire of Samadhi, the drought did not seem to have the slightest fear, but complained fiercely.

It's just that in the face of Drought Fish's questioning, Nezha was a little speechless for a while.

His master just asked him to deal with this matter, but he didn't tell him how to deal with it.

He had a preconceived idea that he was dealing with the demons who were secretly harming, but he didn't think about whether the demons were persecuted by the good people or the bad people.

If he kills the demons, he saves more bad people, but more good people are persecuted.

So is this behavior right or wrong?

Unconsciously, Nezha began to hesitate.

He kept asking himself, what is good and what is evil?

Should he eliminate evil and promote good, or slay demons and eliminate demons? When there is a conflict between the two, how should he choose?

Looking at the struggle in Nezha's eyes, Miss Drought couldn't help but sneer.

"Why? hesitated, didn't know if what I was doing was right or wrong?

You don't even know what you want to do, you don't even know what is right and what is wrong, and you still learn what demon guards and what ways to get rid of others?

Let's go home early and nurse. ”

Listening to the ridicule of this dry fish, a trace of coldness flashed in Nezha's eyes.

The most ruthless thing in his life is that others make fun of him about breastfeeding.

After all, as a spirit fetus that was only born three years and six months pregnant, he could run and jump at the age of three years as soon as he was born, and he had never fed milk at all.

However, just as Nezha was about to pinch to death this drought fish that dared to laugh at him, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears.

"She's right, if you don't even know whether you're right or wrong, and you don't have a clear view of right and wrong in your heart, what qualifications do you have to comment on the good and evil of others?"

"Master!"

The next moment when this voice sounded, Nezha blurted out two words.