Wang Zhenqiu's left hand was condensed, but the Qi in his right hand slapped his face scatteredly.

The godhead mask of the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society suddenly appeared on Wang Zhenqiu's face.

Looking at Nezha, who had three heads and six arms in front of him, holding a fire-tipped spear and stepping on Hot Wheels, Xia Liuqing shook his head and said, "Qiu'er, you still taught me how to do it, and you want to use these means to defeat me?" ”

Xia Liuqing looked at the third prince who was in an offensive posture in front of him, and didn't say anything more.

The method of performing the gods is to communicate directly with the gods through song and dance, convey the will of the gods through mysterious and ancient rituals, or expel evil and defeat darkness; It is a sacred and barbaric dance, allowing oneself to perform until others believe, acting to oneself, acting as a god with oneself, and acting with one's life.

The current Wang Zhenqiu is the incarnation of the third prince of Nezha, and he will only have one idea about Xia Liuqing.

"Ball, let me see, you begged me for a long time, but you couldn't get the baby."

Xia Liuqing put on a glove, the ambilight was like a colorful white, the palm of the gloved hand gently brushed over the face, and the face of the red sharp-beaked monkey cheeks on a white background suddenly appeared on Xia Liuqing's face.

Several Qi emanated from his hand, condensed into a Qi Mei stick, Xia Liuqing jumped on the Qi Mei stick, hooked the stick with his toes, and put on a monkey standing and peeping posture, Monkey King, the Great Sage Sun Wukong, appeared.

Judging from the confrontation posture between the two, Wang Zhenqiu's image is majestic and full of light effect. But Xia Liuqing is like a street juggler, casually smearing his face and performing for a while, without the slightest vision.

With the power of the New Year, the two of them represent their own gods and begin a confrontation that has never been seen before.

The third prince of Nezha, who evolved from Wang Zhenqiu, urged the hot wheels under his feet, handed over the chaotic sky to his back arms, held the fire spear in both hands, and took advantage of the speed brought by the hot wheels to raise his hand and stabbed directly towards the monkey head on the stick.

"Phew! The Li family, Master Monkey didn't want to be an enemy of you, but you didn't let you get in the way. Today, let your grandfather see how many means there are! ”

Xia Liuqing said an opening sentence, jumped off the stick, the curved long stick became straight again, and the release of elastic potential energy turned the stick into a javelin, and ran along the attacking Nezha.

Xia Liuqing can speak because he has long been familiar with this craft, and with the blessing of the Supreme Treasure Godhead Mask, he can say what he means through Sun Wukong's tone in acting as a god.

But Wang Zhenqiu is different, as soon as he opens his mouth, he vents this breath, and he will no longer be able to condense the law of the third prince of Nezha during this time.

This is also the reason why in the rules of the pear orchard, only by washing off the face is allowed to open the mouth to say his own words. On the stage, there are all ancestral gods, and it is disrespectful to say his words with a face.

Wang Zhenqiu picked off Xia Liuqing's stick with one shot, and the fire-tipped spear picked up the stick body, turned around and spun it, and then threw the stick out.

However, Xia Liuqing's move was just to lure the enemy, he followed the stick closely, and when the fire-tipped spear picked up the stick, it appeared on Wang Zhenqiu's side.

Xia Liuqing took it towards Wang Zhenqiu's lower body, monkey, if you don't fight three ways to meet the enemy, what other tricks can you have?

Seeing that his lower body was out of defense, Wang Zhenqiu did not have the slightest intention of changing his tactics to deal with it, the third prince of Nezha, who had three heads and six arms, and the two heads and four arms behind him were not fake.

Wang Zhenqiu held the Qiankun circle with Qi Huacheng's hand behind his back and smashed it towards Xia Liuqing, which made Xia Liuqing have to stop attacking the next three ways, turn around and jump, and jump out of the attack range.

Even so, Xia Liuqing, who left, only stood up a little straighter, and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the stick he was picked up with.

Between the two of them, Wang Zhenqiu had already used Hot Wheels, Fire Tip Spear, and Qiankun Circle, but Xia Liuqing just probed his hand at will, so that Wang Zhenqiu's methods were fully displayed.

It's not that there is a difference in the strength of the gods they evolved, but Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars of the Sea Society, is the immeasurable god of the three altars of heaven, earth, and sea. The second session of Buddhism and Taoism are well-known figures. Compared to monkeys, Nezha is naturally more than a step higher.

But now, Xia Liuqing only has an extra mask and a Qi Mei stick condensed from Qi, and he can play such an effect with one move against Wang Zhenqiu, which can only be said that the difference in the strength of the two people is too great.

"The Li family's children! Now that you know how powerful your grandfather is, don't retreat quickly! ”

Xia Liuqing was still talking about asking Wang Zhenqiu to get out of the way, but now Wang Zhenqiu's strength is not enough, and he can't speak at all.

"In that case, then share the victory with your grandfather!"

Seeing this, Xia Liuqing didn't say anything anymore, and made a good progress, and the Qi Mei stick was separated by 108,000 miles, stabbing at the third prince Nezha who had evolved from Wang Zhenqiu in the distance.

Suddenly, the stick in Xia Liuqing's hand was extended indefinitely, stretched ahead, and crashed into Wang Zhenqiu.

The third prince of Nezha, evolved by Wang Zhenqiu, has a magic weapon, and of course the Monkey King of the Monkey King evolved by Xia Liuqing also has.

Tianhe Dingdi Shen Zhen Iron, called the wishful golden hoop stick, can change the size at will according to the mind, and the size change is satisfactory when facing the enemy.

The Ruyi golden hoop rod that was stabbed out by Xia Liuqing in the air instantly turned into an iron rod with the thickness of the bowl.

Xia Liuqing, who controlled it, did not choose to hit Wang Zhenqiu, but raised it slightly, and then slammed it down.

Xia Liuqing's means were too fast, Wang Zhenqiu only held the fire-tipped spear in both hands at first, ready to resist with the body of the fire-tipped spear, but he didn't expect Xia Liuqing to suddenly change his moves.

When the head smashed down the Ruyi golden hoop stick, no one wanted to use the flesh to measure whether it weighed 13,500 catties.

Hot Wheels urged, Wang Zhenqiu did not retreat, but accelerated and rushed in the direction of Xia Liuqing, and the Dharma body behind him also danced the Chaotian Aya in his hand.

Chaotian Aya is wrapped around the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, trying to stop the falling Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, but it is like a sky apart, even if Chaotian Aya tries hard, he can't make this stick slow down by a minute.

The fire-tipped spear in Wang Zhenqiu's hand could only be blocked upwards, and he stubbornly resisted the falling golden hoop stick.

However, Xia Liuqing did not keep his hand this time, but pressed directly towards Wang Zhenqiu.

In the next second, the Hot Wheels carrying Wang Zhenqiu shattered, and the whole person was crushed to the ground.

Even if he has three heads and six arms, it is just Wang Zhenqiu struggling to hold on.

Looking at Wang Zhenqiu, who was struggling to support him with a fire-tipped spear, a Qiankun circle, and Chaotian Aya, Xia Liuqing still relented, and he raised his hand slightly, which made Wang Zhenqiu feel a little soothed.

"Phew! Li family children! Leave now, and your grandfather will spare you! ”

Wang Zhenqiu, who lowered his head, couldn't see his expression, but the strength of the support made Xia Liuqing feel that this kid still had the strength to fight back.

Xia Liuqing was about to exert a little means, but when he saw the third prince of Nezha, who had evolved from Wang Zhenqiu, he suddenly raised his head.

Folk beliefs call him the crown prince, the marshal of the altar, the god of the five battalions, and the god of subduing demons who are respected by Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, how can he admit defeat. admitting defeat without this breath, it is impossible for Wang Zhenqiu to evolve the third prince of Nezha in the future.

I saw Wang Zhenqiu, who raised his head, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and Chaotian Aya was tightly held in the hands of his law body.

The three heads and six arms also gave Wang Zhenqiu, who had evolved into a god, a few more means to defend against the enemy, only to see that the Qiankun circle in his hand was firmly locked on the Ruyi golden hoop stick, and Chaotian Aya bound the end of the golden hoop stick, and the fire spear with the golden hoop stick in his hand was the last fulcrum.

The Dharma Body violently pulled the Chaotian Aya, and under the effect of the fulcrum, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod was like a bell spine that hit the bell. And Xia Liuqing is the bell that was hit.

At the last moment, the Dharma Body behind Wang Zhenqiu directly gave up the other evolved magic weapons, and pulled Chaotian Aya with all four hands.

The pressure of the entire golden hoop rod fell on Wang Zhenqiu's own body, the ground under his feet shattered, and half of Wang Zhenqiu's body was directly pressed into the soil.

But at the same moment, with the fulcrum of Wang Zhenqiu, the Ruyi golden hoop rod hit his master's chest.

Xia Liuqing never thought that the weapon he evolved would actually become a tool to defeat him. After all, he is not really the Monkey King, and the wishful golden hoop stick will not really follow his heart.

At these moments of running the exercises, Xia Liuqing was defeated in his own hands.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick directly followed Wang Zhenqiu and raised the horizontal fire-tipped spear, against Xia Liuqing, breaking several big trees, and finally after Xia Liuqing lifted the method of acting gods, it turned into Qi and dissipated in the air.

Leaning on the last tree, Xia Liuqing's legs stretched forward, the clothes on his body had already been ground to pieces, and the injury on his chest made Xia Liuqing's lungs rupture, and he kept spitting blood out of his mouth.

Pulling himself out of the soil, Wang Zhenqiu, who was holding a fire-tipped spear, provoked Xia Liuqing's hanging head with the tip of the spear.

"Ball, that's awesome, you won me old man. Ahem...... This is yours......"

Xia Liuqing took off the godhead mask on his hand, which was the supreme treasure of advocating excellence, which could help shorten the preparation time for the evolution of the gods, and also strengthen the spiritual beliefs brought by the face makeup.

Wang Zhenqiu dispersed the fire-tipped spear in his hand, picked up the godhead mask, squatted in front of Xia Liuqing and said, "I begged you for a long time, but you didn't give me this thing......"

"Ahem, ball, I don't have much time, I really underestimate you. However, you have to promise me one thing, go to Jin Feng and tell her that I have found a new person I like, and she is actually ...... to me."

Putting away the Godhead mask, Wang Zhenqiu said, "Just for this? I thought you had hidden some big treasure that would make me rich for the rest of my life? ”

"Bastard! Qiu'er, kowtow to me, I am also your master, so before I die, I will have a successor......"

"Hey, old man Xia, don't you want to pretend to be dead, just your methods, we only passed three or five moves, and you became like this. Your fierce name can't be fake, right? ”

Wang Zhenqiu's face was a little gloomy, he really wouldn't be Xia Liuqing's opponent, but Xia Liuqing turned out to be like this.

Wang Zhenqiu said: "Old man Xia, you shouldn't really feel anything, right?" Want to die to pave the way for me? A fierce man for a peaceful Mei Jinfeng, that's how you plan to do it! ”

"Ahem, Qiu'er, I'm going to die, remember to take care of Jinfeng......"

Just when Xia Liuqing really chose to stop the operation of Qi and faced death, Wang Zhenqiu directly broke Xia Liuqing's mouth mercilessly and poured a tube of red potion into his mouth.

"If you want to die, don't die at my hands, I'm going to exchange you for a bounty!" I recently got a job, and I can trade you for all sorts of things! As for Granny Jinfeng, you better go find it yourself, it won't be long before you can see her with your own eyes! ”

Under the effect of the life potion, Xia Liuqing's injured body quickly healed.

Just as Xia Liuqing raised his head, he looked behind Wang Zhenqiu with a ghostly expression.

"That'...... What is that? ”

When Wang Zhenqiu turned around, he saw a ghost figure in a cloak, slowly floating in front of him, and it stretched out its scabbed palm from under the cloak, ready to touch the human in front of him.

However, something on Wang Zhenqiu's body emitted a little silver light, and the light dispelled the darkness brought by the Dementors.

Taking out the so-called friend or foe identification device, Wang Zhenqiu kept throwing it up, using the silver light emitted by the device to test the tolerance of the dementor in front of him.

Then, Wang Zhenqiu picked up Xia Liuqing, who was resting, and said, "Old man Xia, you have also seen that there is this kind of monster in the place where I work now, so when they want you to do something, don't resist." In this way, you can live a little longer. ”

(End of chapter)