Thinking of Ao Bing here, he asked in a trembling voice: "I don't know, what kind of big opportunity do you want to give Ao Bing?"

Nezha Li San did not answer Ao Bing directly.

He touched Ao Bing's dragon head, the corners of his mouth rose and said slightly seriously: "Xiao Bingbing, do you think my cultivation is better than yours?"

Ao Bing nodded the faucet. He still admits this. Otherwise, how could he be so embarrassed to be captured alive and tortured by this little demon boy now?

"Xiao Bingbing, you admit that I am better than you, this is all taught by my master!" Nezha Li San sighed and said: "The big opportunity I want to give you is to bring you back to my master."

If you are destined for my master, then my master will take you as an apprentice, and then your cultivation may catch up with me. ”

"Huh?!" Ao Bing rolled his dragon eyes, thinking that the little demon boy in front of him said that it was very good, but could he use this to trick me?

After having this thought, Ao Bing was even more convinced that his guess should be correct. Where is there a beating Benlong like this, and will give Benlong a big chance?

This little demon boy is more terrible than a demon, go back with him to see his master, will he slaughter this dragon and prepare to eat fresh dragon meat?

Ao Bing is shocked!

He really shook the dragon's head and said, "Xiaolong, I really don't have the blessing to worship your master as a teacher! ”

"Huh?" Nezha Li San felt very angry when he heard Ao Bing's euphemistic rejection of his kindness.

"Xiao Bingbing, it's really embarrassing for you, isn't it? Master, I'm angry, and the consequences are very serious!"

"Smack...... Syllable...... Smack......"

Nezha Li San waved his palm and fought very unceremoniously at the face of the white dragon that Ao Bing had turned into.

"Whew...... Shout...... Oh...... Whew......"

Ao Bing was beaten and screamed again......

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

On the originally calm sea, the waves crashed on the shore in an instant......

Ao Bing immediately became happy and said silently: "My father, the king is finally here." ”

In fact, the time for Ao Bing's group of subordinates to flee into the sea and rush to the Dragon Palace to report was only half an hour.

At this time, Nezha Li San saw that on the surface of the turbulent sea, an old dragon covered in golden light sprang out, followed by the crab general dragon soldier who could not be seen at a glance......

The old dragon is huge, and he can't see the head but the tail......

When Lao Long saw that his son Ao Bing was still in the hands of the little demon boy on the beach, he didn't dare to rashly attack Nezha Li San.

He roared angrily: "Whose demon boy dares to beat my son Ao Bing to the point that the dragon scales fall?

The roar of the old dragon shook the entire water tribe in the East China Sea, and when it heard the sound, the waves on the sea surface rose sharply and kept flipping......

Nezha Li San was not very afraid of this old dragon.

Because, he knew that this old dragon called Ao Bing his son, then he should be Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea. And among the gods he knows, wasn't Ao Guang also beaten up by Nezha?

It's just that now Nezha Li San doesn't want to do things so desperately. This is like two children fighting, and the parent who defeated one side comes to question, can you still beat the parent who comes to question again?

What's more, Nezha Li San now has a systematically released task that has not been completed. The task is: to bring Ao Bing back to Qianyuan Mountain, and let Taiyi Zhenren accept Ao Bing as an apprentice.

After thinking of this, Nezha Li San took advantage of the fact that the old dragon king Ao Guang had not yet made a move, and his mind moved, and he shouted:

"Hot Wheels, come!"

A pair of Hot Wheels quickly appeared at the feet of Nezha Li San, and he stepped on the Hot Wheels,

With his right hand, he quickly grabbed the purple fireworks spear stuck in the beach beside him,

With his left hand, he quickly lifted the little white dragon Ao Bing, who was still being messed up with the sky and strangled his head and tail......

Nezha Li San shouted again: "Hot Wheels, take off, go back to Qianyuan Mountain." ”

"Huhuhu......"

"Huhuhu......"

Nezha Li San stepped on the Hot Wheels, took the "hostage" Ao Bing, and flew to the northwest sky as soon as he came......

As for the mountain-like seafood he had baked before, Nezha Li San felt that he had already caught the third prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea in his own hands, so could he still eat his own seafood in the future?

"Little demon boy, you dare to hold the third son of the lonely king, Ao Bing, hostage!"