"Disciple remember!"

Nezha, the six-eared macaque and others all nodded deeply.

After leaving the palace, in an instant, several people were like wild horses on the loose, galloping freely between the heavens and the earth, flying freely and unrestrained.

After endless years of penance in the Buzhou Palace, now that he has learned something, he can finally show his might in the Nether Realm and make contributions.

......

Under the leadership of Yuan Huang, a group of five people first went to Chaoge and met Emperor Xin, the king of Xu.

There are five people in their line, Yuan Huang is the oldest, and she is the aunt of Golden-winged Dapeng and Kong Xuan, and everyone is headed by her.

Except for Nezha, who has only been cultivating for a short time and is only a Da Luo Jin Immortal, the rest are all quasi-saints.

Such a force, in the current desolate world, the saint does not come out, and it is enough to be independent.

At this time, Chaoge also learned of the movement of Jiang Huan Chu, the king of Donglu, and was discussing strategy.

In the end, Emperor Xin appointed the general Huang Feihu as the commander of the three armies and led his troops to Dongzhen Pass on the border to meet the enemy.

The five of Yuanhuang went with Huang Feihu.

In front of the East Town Pass.

The soldiers and horses of the Donglu State had already set up their tents and set up their formations for three days, but they had not attacked for a long time.

"The Eastern Lu State has the Western Buddhism behind it, and if it had attacked in advance, Dongzhen Pass would have fallen long ago. ”

"It's a pity that those old bald donkeys in the West are cautious by nature and missed the best opportunity!"

In the Dongzhen Palace, the radiant Yuan Huang analyzed the head of the way.

She has witnessed the whole process of Western Buddhism, and naturally knows it very well.

Her voice fell, and a somewhat youthful and childish voice sounded, "Since those old bald donkeys don't dare to attack, it's not a way to continue such a confrontation. ”

"Why don't you let me go and call a battle to lure the enemy, and keep them all out one by one to fight!"

The person who spoke was a young man, holding a spear in his hand, a red ribbon around his waist, and a circle around his neck, which was none other than Nezha.

Huang Feihu's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to make a decision easily, but asked Xiang Yuanhuang, "Dare to ask Shangxian, what is this little brother's suggestion?"

After thinking for a moment, Yuan Huang nodded, "Yes, the Jinnara saints of the Western Buddhism Gate also came to the lower realm in person, and there are formations arranged around the camp tent, with our strength, we can't attack them, and we can only attract them out." ”

"However, Nezha, you don't need to worry, although there is a saint on the other side, but the experience of the lamp-burning saint is vivid, presumably even if he gives Nara a hundred dares, he will not dare to make a rash move!"

"Well, I understand!"

Nezha nodded, and then walked out of the palace, stepping on the Hot Wheels, holding a fire-tipped spear, and rushed to the Donglu camp alone.

At the beginning, Kong Xuan's lower realm beheaded Taiyi Zhenren in Chentang Pass, making him the first to be listed as a god, and then he also took many magic weapons from his body according to Zhou Shan's instructions.

As a result, today's Nezha can be described as fully armed.

Soon, Nezha swept in front of the Donglu camp like lightning, stepped on the hot wheels, stood in the air, stretched out a finger, pointed obliquely at the enemy camp, and shouted condescendingly: "Hey, the old bald donkeys on the other side listen, if there is a kind of come out to fight with the master, the master will crush you with one hand!"

Nezha is holding a fire-tipped spear, with a straight figure and arrogant arrogance.

Under Zhou Shan's tutelage, his conduct was much stronger than the original Nezha.

It's just that the nature is difficult to change, and you must be arrogant when you should be arrogant.

"Come out, you old bald donkeys like to be shrunken turtles! In that case, go back to your Sumeru Mountain, where birds don't shit, don't come out again ......and be embarrassed."

Nezha scolded wildly, how ugly it sounded, how ugly it was.

Inside the tent of the military camp in East Luzhong.

Jiang Hengchu, the king of Donglu, drove the expedition in person and sat at the top of the place.

Although he is a king, he is just a puppet, a tool of Western Buddhism.

At this time, the Holy Buddha of Kinara, Lingji Bodhisattva, Maitreya Buddha, Jizo King Bodhisattva and Golden Cicada all had ugly faces.

The reason why they did not send troops for a long time was because they were waiting for the news of the Buddha Lord and did not dare to act rashly.

Receiving and thinking about the teachings and other teachings to act together and attack the east and west, in this way, the grasp is greater.

But now, Nezha's call made their faces look extremely ugly, as if they had eaten a lump of Xiang.

Don't talk about them, even if they are using the Buddha's qi cultivation skills, I am afraid that they will be so angry that they will go berserk.

The other party is just a milky hairy boy, but Da Luo Jinxian, who dares to shout like this and wantonly humiliate the Buddhism, which is a supreme shame for them, and it must be washed away with blood.

Finally, after Nezha scolded for half an hour, Jinnaro couldn't sit still.

No longer waiting for the news of the Buddha, Kinnara immediately ordered: "Golden Cicada, you quickly go and give that hairy boy a little color, it's best to capture him alive, I want to see how stinky this kid's mouth is?"

Kinara's wringing sound was as if it were squeezing out of between her teeth, and it was terrifying.

"Yes!"

The golden cicada folded his hands, bowed and bowed, and then walked out of the camp with a Zen staff.

"Wu Na Xiao'er, why did you wantonly insult my Buddha, and quickly knelt down to die......"

"Eat me first!"

Before the golden cicada finished speaking, Nezha held a fire-tipped spear, and immediately drove the Hot Wheels to kill.

The golden cicada had already prepared, clenched the Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it out heavily.

Sonor!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing came out, and the fire-tipped spear and the Zen staff clashed, sparks shot in all directions, and the space shook violently.

In this blow, the two sides were evenly matched, and no one could help anyone.

Whether it is Jin Chanzi or Nezha, they are all gifted, with deep heels, and the realm of Taoism is also at the same level.

In the next moment, Jin Chanzi controlled the Zen staff and fought with Nezha in close quarters.

Sonorous and sonorous......

The two fought fiercely, the sound was constant, and the sky shook and the earth shook, which opened the prelude to the war between the Eastern Lu Kingdom and the Great Shang Dynasty.

After a long time, the two sides separated, their chests rose and fell violently, and the battle intent in their eyes was blazing, obviously they had a real fire.

After a slight pause, Nezha stretched out his right hand, took off the Qiankun ring from his neck, and shouted a move.

Shout......

Hearing only a sharp sound of breaking the air, the Qiankun circle roared away, as if a million divine mountains were suppressed, and the momentum sank.

Jin Chanzi frowned, and used all his strength to block the front with his Zen staff.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the golden cicada suffered a great force of shock, snorted in his mouth, and immediately took three steps back, making a deep ravine on the ground.

Seeing this, the corners of Nezha's mouth couldn't help but set off a playful arc, and then he stepped forward with a fire-tipped spear, and the chaotic silk on his waist also fluttered.

As if spiritual, and like a nimble dragon, it meandered in mid-air, winding towards the golden cicada.

At this time, the importance of magic weapons is revealed.