Nezha had already seen the greed in this guy's eyes, and he was not afraid at all, and spit out two mouthfuls of samadhi true fire to keep the refining furnace high enough.

He took out the Fire Dragon Spear from the space sac, pointed the tip of the spear diagonally to the sky, and sneered, "What if you have heard it, what if you haven't heard of it?"

Although Zhang Erdao is just an earth immortal, but because he was born tall, he bullies others a lot on weekdays, and he can't see Nezha's immortal cultivation at this time, he doesn't think that a child can be higher than his own realm at all, is this possible? It's impossible, it must be some kind of hidden cultivation.

Besides, what's so scary about him? He has four brothers behind him, and he's a weaker one here.

Not only did he set his eyes on the Sumeru gold in Nezha's hand, but he also felt that the furnace he used for refining was also the best, and at this time, a black cloud was raised, and half of his body was hidden in the cloud.

"Wait for Dao Ye to take down your inferior boy, and then share it with the adults of your family." He didn't say a word, stretched out his giant hand to grab Nezha.

Nezha smiled, you came to provoke me first!

The fire dragon spear rotated in Nezha's hand very casually, drawing a large fierce heat wave in the air, which hid a vague dragon-shaped phantom, his arm shook, holding the gun with one arm, and stabbed at the heart of the second Daoist, the Taoist sneered, this gun looks good, it belongs to me!

He turned his grip into a shot, and reached out to snatch the gun down, but when he slapped it out, he found that the child's strength was far above his own, and the speed and angle of the dragon gun remained the same, and it felt as if he was slapping a mountain hard.

Not good! Why does this kid have so much strength?

He hurriedly dodged, his heart dodged, his lower abdomen did not dodge, and he was stabbed straight into a hole by the fire dragon spear.

Nezha was disappointed, that's all?

The first trick was a temptation, and he used fifty percent of his strength.

Found that this Zhang Erdao person had a false appearance, he did not hesitate, holding the gun in both hands, splitting, picking, sweeping, three strokes, a head larger than ordinary people was picked by him on the tip of the gun, Zhang Erdaoren's face was full of horror, Nezha looked at it casually, shook his hand, threw the head into the sea, and after three breaths, the body of the Zhang Erdao person fell from the clouds, and smashed a shallow pit on the ground.

Nezha sneered: "It's not small, but the kung fu is too poor."

The companion of the two Daoists was taken aback, and the brothers who have been with each other for more than a hundred years said that they would die if they died?

"The thief is here!"

"Avenge my brother!"

"Kill him, let his soul fly away, and never be reborn!"

The four Daoists rushed up with a scream, Nezha is indeed a heavenly immortal now, but his combat talent coupled with a spiritual treasure gives him the combat power that is almost a true immortal.

Facing the siege of the four Daoists, he was extremely calm, and first found the strongest of the four, that was a fat Daoist with a white mask that completely covered his face, and this Daoist also had a Heavenly Immortal cultivation.

"Ugly, don't you even dare to show your face?" As soon as he raised his hand, the Qiankun circle was thrown out, like smashing a watermelon on the spot, there was some magic on the white mask of the Taoist, and there might be some tricks in the follow-up, but it was too weak in front of the Qiankun circle of the innate spirit treasure, and he didn't see what was going on at all, his head was shattered, and the headless corpse rolled down from the top of the mountain.

"Next is you!" Nezha looked at the weakest of the four again, this Taoist seemed to be lacking in courage, a little hesitant, and the slowest speed.

According to Su Niangniang, the person who can keep secrets the most is the dead man, Nezha wants to annihilate the enemy, but he can't let him escape.

He sensed that there was demonic energy in the Taoist body, and immediately took out the demon refining pot!

This thing is also dusty on Deng Chanyu's side, a few days ago Nezha asked if he could play with it for a few days, Deng Chanyu told him not to use it indiscriminately, your saint ancestor is to protect the demon clan, Nezha agreed, and then gave it to him.

Now it's someone else who takes the initiative to cause trouble, and he can't be blamed.

The lid of the Demon Refining Pot is opened.

The pot was refined by Nuwa, and Deng Chanyu left a chaotic qi with a restraining effect in the pot, and at this time, this qi spread rapidly, like a hook

The Taoist who lived the slowest speed, and with a sudden sound, a black light flashed, and the Taoist was put into the pot.

Nezha took the demon refining pot and shook it twice, opened the spout again, and poured out the remains of a nine-tailed turtle.

"It's a turtle? No wonder you run so slowly, the master has wronged you."

He shook the fire dragon spear and prepared to face the last two Daoists.

"Third brother, big brother is here to help you!" Jin Zha sacrificed Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun's Zhendong Lingbao Dun Dragon Pile, the yellow, orange and orange pillars flew out, and a Taoist wearing a water-blue Taoist robe didn't know what was going on, so he was bound to the pillar by three golden rings.

The last Daoist saw that the power of their magic weapon was too amazing, and he turned around and ran.

Mu Zha sat silently on the wooden kite, his own mana fluctuation did not leak at all, he quickly pinched the trick and recited the spell, as the treasure of the Fuxian Zhenren Town Cave, Wu Hook Sword drew a white light, and killed the last sectarian outside the hundred zhang.

At this time, the Taoist who was killed by Jin Zha showed his original form, it was a hundred-legged worm (Youyan), and the Taoist who was killed by Mu Zha was a normal person, and he should have practiced the magic powers of Wen Zhong and Yang Jian, but he couldn't practice at home, and the eyes in the middle of his forehead were big and ugly.

Jin Zha looked at the worm who was hacked to death by himself, and sighed with emotion: "The sect is full of this kind of wet eggs, how can such roots be long-lived?"

He is a pure expositional thought, Muzha is not so absolute, but he also nods yes.

Nezha has reservations about this issue, whether he can live forever for a long time has no absolute relationship with whether he is born or bad, but he is too lazy to distinguish between them, and a very perfunctory "ah, yes, yes, yes" is over.

They didn't take it seriously at all, they just killed a few sectarians, is this a problem? Not a problem at all! The corpse was burned with Samadhi real fire, and then the ashes were scattered into the sea next to them, they thought that they didn't know what to do, what should they do after that, Li Jing didn't know that his eldest son had killed five sectarian immortals

On an island 100,000 miles away from Li Jinglu, Gao Yan and Huang Zhen, who were sectarian immortals, were practicing here.

Because of the female squire, they had to leave Penglai Island, and choosing this island to settle down was only an expedient measure.

Today was supposed to be a very ordinary day, drinking wine and eating meat, chanting and practicing, but just now, all the Taoists felt a palpitation.

They made a blood oath that if one of the one hundred and eight brothers fell, the rest would feel it.

Now it's only a matter of time, and five have died.

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