"Lao Sun, I am not afraid of heaven and earth, but the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing my heart is really unbearable, third prince, you kill me, so that I don't have to suffer. Sun Wukong looked up at Nezha and said pitifully.

Where does Sun Wukong still look like he is fighting to defeat the Buddha, now he is more like a coward!

"Great Sage, I know that you are in pain, but it is so disappointing for such words to come out of your mouth. Nezha looked at Sun Wukong, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated: helplessness, distress, anger, and remorse............

These emotions are intertwined, and Nezha's expression looks extremely strange.

Mengchen couldn't bear to see Sun Wukong's embarrassment, so he simply walked out.

After a while, Nezha also came out, only to see him walking in a hurry, still holding a fire-tipped spear in his hand.

"Third Prince, where are you going?" Mengchen asked.

Nezha's footsteps didn't stop, and he didn't even turn his head, only to hear him say coldly: "I'll go and invite the Bodhisattva to come, you have to take care of the Fight and defeat the Buddha with a good life." ”

After the word "Buddha" was finished, Nezha had already left in the clouds.

South China Sea, Luojia Mountain.

A mountain is majestic, and the hills are continuous. Its eastern part is undulating, swallowing and twisting and turning, the waterfall hits the stone, sprays the beads and splashes the jade, the mountainside trees are lined up one after another, and the strange flowers are brocade.

On the mountainside, the forest is deep and dense, shaking the sky and flying green, covering the clouds and the sun, deep and secluded. At the foot of Luojia Mountain, the rock layer is present, the strange stone is steep, the path is winding, and the strange birds are singing.

Today, there is a heavy fog in the mountains, heavy fog, like snowdrifts falling from the treetops, like a waterfall tumbling down from the top of Luojia Mountain.

Luojia Mountain is hidden in this fog, and there is an indescribable sense of mystery.

A golden light flashed, and in a blink of an eye, Nezha came to the Purple Bamboo Forest.

The huge Luojia Mountain is empty, and there is no one in it!

"I wonder if Guanyin Bodhisattva is here?" Nezha shouted at the purple bamboo forest.

His voice was instantly swallowed up by the fog.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nezha only heard a ghost crying wolf howling from the depths of Luojia Mountain.

A cold wind blew, and the wind was noisy and cold, and the sound just now seemed to be just the sound of the wind.

Nezha shivered involuntarily, maybe because it was too cold, or maybe for some other reason.

Nezha took a few steps forward, and suddenly, there was a "snap" sound from under his feet.

Nezha stepped on a branch.

This was nothing, but under this fog, this sound seemed to have a kind of power, which made people feel uncomfortable when they heard it.

Nezha glanced at the empty lotus platform, turned into a golden light, and flew away.

Huaguo Mountain, Water Curtain Cave.

Nezha is back.

He flew to the Water Curtain Cave, only to find that the door of the Water Curtain Cave was closed.

"Maybe Mengchen went to pick fruit, so he closed the door. Nezha thought in his heart, he didn't suspect it, and pushed the door in.

But the moment the door opened, a sharp knife stabbed me!

Nezha was caught off guard, and the knife stabbed directly into his stomach.

"Hiss............" Nezha clutched his stomach and pressed the wound hard, blood flowing down his fingers.

"Although pressing the wound will reduce the pain, it will make your bleeding faster, Nezha, Nezha, you can't think of it, in the end, you still died in my hands. "The person in front of him, Nezha is all too familiar - the demon mask.

In the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong was tied to the bed, Mengchen was tied to the stone chair, and their mouths were stuffed with a ball of cotton.

Mengchen kept struggling on the stone chair, because his mouth was gagged, he could only make a "woo woo wow wow" sound.

The demon mask walked in front of Nezha, shook his head, and pretended to sigh: "Alas, you died like this, but I am a little reluctant." ”

Nezha looked at him, his eyes were full of anger, and he only heard a "whoosh" sound, and the fire-tipped spear had stabbed over.

Nezha was injured, and the speed of the shot dropped a lot, and the demon mask easily dodged this shot.

"Nezha, I advise you to stop struggling, if you kneel and beg for mercy, I can still leave you a whole corpse, hahahaha!" After laughing, the demon mask pulled out two scythes from his waist.

"Today, the master is planted in your hands, but don't be too happy, even if you die, the master will pull you to accompany the burial!" After that, Nezha stood up, although his stomach was still dripping blood, but his face did not fluctuate, and he walked towards the demon mask step by step, as if he was determined to let the ghost mask accompany the burial.

The demon face was a little panicked, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Do you think I'm the only one here?"

With a wave of the demon mask, dozens of heavenly soldiers appeared out of thin air.

"Up!" the demon mask took a step back.

Nezha flicked the fire-tipped spear left and right, and in less than a cup of tea, all the heavenly soldiers fell.

The demon mask's body trembled obviously, but he still said stiffly: "It's worthy of Nezha, the kung fu is really good." But then, it's you who dies. ”

Nezha continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard him.

The demon mask looked at Nezha, who was walking slowly, and kept retreating until there was no more way behind him.

"Good............ Good............ Just let you ............ Taste my ............ I'm awesome!" Demon Mask couldn't say a full sentence.

Nezha had already walked in front of him, and the two of them were only five feet away.

The demon mask swallowed a mouthful of saliva and threw the two scythes over, but the scythes made an arc in the air, and with a "dang" sound, they landed in front of Nezha's feet.

Nezha seemed to have seen through the trick of the demon mask a long time ago, and he hugged his shoulders and looked at the demon mask coldly.

At this time, the demon mask suddenly pointed behind Nezha and said, "Kill him!"

Nezha was startled and quickly turned around, but there was no one behind him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the demon mask flew over Nezha and tried to escape, but the moment he flew to the door, the spear passed through his body.

With a "whoosh", Nezha withdrew the spear.

With a "bang", the corpse of the demon mask fell to the ground.

Nezha took off his mask, and under the mask............ It's a face with no facial features!

"Hmm............ Hmm............" A voice came from the side.

Nezha then remembered Mengchen who was tied up, he held his stomach, staggered over, and used his last strength to untie the ropes on Mengchen's body.

"Phew............ Phew............ Mengchen took out the cotton in his mouth, and then asked, "Third prince, how are you?"

Nezha's face was already pale, he looked at Mengchen and said vaguely, "Quick............ Fast............ Fight............ Fight to defeat the Buddha. ”

"Oh. Mengchen understood what Nezha meant, he walked to the bed, but he didn't save Sun Wukong, but took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into Sun Wukong's heart............