Chapter 152: Firewing

With a "boom", countless magma suddenly flew up, and then a fiery red figure rushed suddenly with a murderous aura.

Nezha was shocked in his heart, feeling the evil aura coming from the other party's body, and the Sky Splitting Spear in his hand almost didn't want to smash down at this figure suddenly.

"Bang"!

There was a huge rebound from Nezha's hand, and the whole person was directly knocked into the air, and then smashed heavily on the stone wall on the edge!

A mouthful of red blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and his face suddenly flushed.

The spiritual power in the body worked instantly, the four-colored spiritual power came through the body, and the faint pain in the body was suddenly alleviated a lot, and his eyes looked vigilantly at the figure in front of him that was still dripping magma!

"It's ...... Firewinged Beast?!" Nezha's face was bitter, he was really lucky today, not only saw a little white snake, but also saw an extremely rare firewinged beast!

However, this firewing beast is tyrannical and most importantly, extremely xenophobic, and any creature that enters its territory will default to its enemies!

"Ninth-level demon beast?!" Nezha screamed in pain in his heart!

"Whoa......" A powerful roar came out of the Firewing Beast's mouth, and then turned into a red figure again and crashed into Nezha!

"Fight!" "It's impossible to escape at this time, the other party is faster than himself, and he has no time to escape, so he can only fight to the death!

The sword light in his hand flashed, and a clear light rushed directly with a cold air.

"Bang" was another muffled sound, and the sword light was directly shattered.

Nezha retreated, his gaze swept over the hilt of the sword, and a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes.

There was a trace of burning marks from the impact of this divine weapon.

With a "choking" sound, the sword light shone and was put into the scabbard.

At this time, it was difficult for the sword technique to pose a threat to the firewing beast, and he regained his grip on his Sky Splitting Spear.

Back then, he and Dao Ji joined forces to kill a seventh-level demon beast.

Now that he is a martial arts cultivator, if he sees a seventh-level demon beast, it is just a sword slash.

But the ninth-level demon beast can no longer be calculated by the superposition method, a ninth-level demon beast is almost equivalent to the cultivation of the martial king of the human race, and what is even more troublesome is that this mutated demon beast has its own home field, and the human martial king is difficult to suppress in the face of this kind of demon beast.

Nezha's heart was full of bitterness, and when he saw the fire-winged beast with two fleshy wings and a body like a giant fire bat, he turned into a streamer and killed again, so he had to meet it again.

After a few moves, Nezha didn't know how many bones were broken, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were extremely clear, his face was pale, and his hands trembled.

His whole state has declined greatly.

On the other hand, the Firewing Beast, although it was also stabbed with many wounds from the Sky Splitting Spear, it did not hurt the roots, but only some minor injuries.

The stinging pain from the wound only spurred the firewings even more insane.

With a mouthful of "Goodong", Nezha swallowed the last two pills on his body, and suddenly a clear stream made him a lot easier, and the spiritual power in his body was tumbling violently.

"If you continue, you will be finished, and you can only use one last move!" Nezha's gaze swept over the sword that fell from his body in the distance, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

There was a bloodthirsty glint in the Firewing's eyes, its eyes glowing red, and its floating body swooped down again with bursts of blazing wind and waves.

"Disease!" Nezha summoned up the spiritual power of his whole body, turned into a streamer and suddenly rose to the sky, and actually took the initiative to kill the fire-winged beast!

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the firewing beast, and the hard bone claws tore Nezha's body protection spiritual power, and then easily took the Sky Splitting Spear in Nezha's hand, and the sharp claws even passed through Nezha's shoulder blades, bringing out a large amount of blood.

With a "......snort", a smell of burnt human flesh spread, and suddenly a strange breath filled Nezha's nose.

"Die!" Nezha roared angrily, and the fire-winged beast's bloody mouth suddenly opened, and when he was about to tear Nezha, a little human, his body suddenly stiffened, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and the flames were extinguished......

Nezha looked through the gap in the Firewing's shoulder and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that his saber had pierced deep into the Firewingbeast's heart.

At the same time, a touch of distress flashed in my heart.

"It's over, I'm afraid the master will scold me to death by then......" The sword of the ancestor has been completely distorted at this time, this is useless......

Nezha's thought just flashed, and boundless pain came from all over his body, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and his head tilted and he was directly lost.

And at the moment when Nezha was unconscious, the fire-winged beast suddenly turned into ashes piece by piece, and fell into the rolling magma with Nezha.

A small white snake hissed at Nezha's body, and suddenly rushed out to save Nezha, but just after encircling Nezha's wrist, he was taken by Nezha and fell into the magma before he had time to exert force.

"Hiss......" The little white snake hissed in fear and subconsciously closed its eyes.

Nezha had forgotten the pain of his body being led and destroyed, and he didn't realize the pain of being slapped into nothingness by Daozu.

But at this time, I felt that I seemed to recall the tragedy of my body turning into flesh in an instant under the slap I had received.

He didn't know if he was alive or dead at this time, there was only one feeling in his entire consciousness - pain!

The muscles and veins are like the pain of being torn apart inch by inch, the pain of flesh and blood being crushed a little bit, and even the pain of being twisted into twists and then smashed a little bit......

He didn't know how long the pain would last, and he didn't even have time to think about it.

He subconsciously wanted to shut down all his feelings, but he couldn't.

Before I knew it, time had passed, and the pain that Nezha had endured didn't know how long it would take to end.

It turned out that when Nezha was fighting to the death, all the spiritual power in his body was released, and his body was instantly hollowed out, while the claws of the firewing beast pierced into his body released poisonous fire full of evil energy.

Without the control of the spiritual power in Nezha's body, and without the guidance of Nezha's divine sense, this poisonous fire suddenly raged in Nezha's body, almost burning Nezha to ashes.

It should also be Nezha's life, just when Nezha's body ignited flames from the inside out, after the fire-winged beast turned into ashes, a fire spirit bead transformed by the essence of his body fell directly from the air, and happened to fall into Nezha's mouth that was open due to pain.

This fire spirit bead saved Nezha, so that Nezha's body was not burned to ashes by the flames, and when Nezha fell magma, it emitted a red light to protect Nezha's body and the little white snake beside him.

But the poisonous fire burning in his body has caused chaos in Nezha's body, the dantian has almost collapsed, the meridians are distorted, the flesh and blood are showing signs of drying, and the breath is even weaker, and it seems that he can die at any time.

But fortunately, the fire spirit bead saved Nezha, so that the poisonous fire would no longer burn and spread, so that the surrounding magma did not wrap Nezha.

This also left Nezha with a glimmer of life.

In the dead and hot underground magma, the little white snake was dying, and it had been six days since it fell, and the white scales of its body were obscene, lying motionless on Nezha's chest.

And Nezha's body is also motionless, like a motionless corpse, if it weren't for the chest rising and falling for a long time, I'm afraid no one would think that he was still alive.