"In the Lower Heavenly Master, the disciple Gao Ye has come to ask for advice from your temple. ”

This young Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master Temple was wearing a gray Taoist robe, dressed smartly inside, stretched out his hand to show the Heavenly Master's sword, played a sword flower in the air, and then performed a Taoist salute to the middle-aged monk opposite.

With so many people watching, Daomen's face and bearing must not be inferior.

"The poor monk Daci En Temple's precept hall disciple Jingye, Taoist friends are polite. ”

The Buddhist disciples of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple unloaded a three-ring tin staff from their backs and stood on the ground, and also returned the salute with one hand.

The cultivation of the two of them is only in the stage of refining qi and transforming gods, and they belong to first-class masters in the world, but now under the scene of the real game of the great gods behind them, they are not even children.

Let them appear in the competition, just to deceive the mortal world, what they really want to do is the real gods and Buddhas who hide their bodies in the Daomen and Buddhism.

"In this first game, I'm going to be a pioneer!"

Inside the Daomen, a heroic young general, wearing a local tyrant equipment, was the first to get up from all the Daomen immortals, and Guangchengzi, who was sitting in secret, saw that it was him and nodded in agreement.

It's none other than the god of the Three Altars of Heavenly Court, the Marshal of the Middle Altar of the Five Battalions, Nezha.

As a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, Nezha is a red miaozheng, a proper exposition of the teachings, this time the immortals of the Daomen are basically in the same vein of teaching, the original powerful people in the sect, such as the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun, the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming and others, did not take this stubble at all, honestly stayed in the heavenly court, happy to be idle, and looked at everything below in the sky.

In fact, Nezha didn't want to come this time, after all, behind the current Buddhism is the Monkey King Sun Wukong, whether from personal feelings or from Sun Wukong's current prestige, Nezha doesn't want to conflict with Sun Wukong.

However, as a leader among the three generations of expounding teaching, Taiyi Zhenren sent a message to himself again, asking him to support this collective action, and Nezha reluctantly came to the earth.

Now that he is the first to fight, no matter whether he wins or loses, he leaves quickly after the fight, this is Nezha's careful thinking, so at this moment, he is the first to fight, his body moves, and a trace of wind blows, directly attached to the disciple of the Heavenly Master Temple.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the disciple of the Dao Sect named Gao Ye suddenly hit a spirit, and then a pair of hot wheels appeared out of thin air under his feet and rose into the air.

Holding the sword in one hand, holding the fire-tipped spear in the other, Chaotian Aya coiled around his waist, Qiankun trap on his chest, standard combat equipment.

"Let the horses come, this god is not afraid of a battle!"

Nezha put on a posture and said loudly.

When everyone in the audience saw the posture of the Daomen disciples, they stood in the sky, majestic and majestic, and applauded one after another.

"Dragon Descending Venerable, you go. ”

At this time, inside the Buddha Gate, one of the five great bodhisattvas, the King of the Earth Bodhisattva, opened his mouth and hand-picked the dragon descending Arhats.

With a wry smile on his face, the Dragon Descending Arhat walked out of the eighteen Arhats, bowed to the Jizo Bodhisattva, and then moved his body and attached himself to the body of the mirror monk of the Great Ci'en Temple.

The reason why Jizo Bodhisattva let the Dragon Descending Arhat fight, is also considering that he and Nezha are both Taiyi Golden Immortals, and they are both the best among them.

After all, Nezha became famous as a god, experienced in a hundred battles, and has a local tyrant equipment, and the dragon descending Arhat is the most powerful Arhat of the eighteen Arhats, and he should have a fight.

The Jingye monk, who was possessed by the dragon arhat, took a step, stepped into the sky, and was on the opposite side of Nezha, clasped his hands together, and gave a salute.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Marshal Zhongtan has always been good, and the poor monk is polite. ”

Nezha saw that it was the Dragon Descending Arhat who was fighting, and knew that the other party was a hard stubble, so he immediately put away his contempt and nodded to the Dragon Descending Arhat.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Ben Shuai has always been fine, I don't want to fight with the Venerable this time, it seems that you and I are really fateful, you have descended the dragon, and Ben Shuai has slaughtered the dragon, today, let's let go of our hands and feet, so that we can fight!"

As soon as Nezha's words fell, the Hot Wheels under his feet immediately rotated rapidly, bringing up the power of wind and fire, and carrying Nezha straight to the Dragon Descending Arhat.

When he was fighting with Sun Wukong, even Sun Wukong was amazed by Nezha's speed, as a general, Nezha's characteristics were agility, and his body and the speed of his moves were very fast.

In a single breath, the Heavenly Master Sword held in Nezha's hand was already about to stab the chest of the Dragon Descending Arhat!

Syllable!

The Dragon Descending Arhat threw away the three-ring tin staff in his hand, and between the lightning and flint, he directly clamped the Heavenly Master Sword that was about to pierce his chest with his palms.

Click!

The Dragon Descending Arhat used both palms to exert force, and his body twisted, directly breaking the Heavenly Master Sword in Nezha's hand.

With a mere mortal blade, Nezha naturally didn't care, his right hand directly discarded the broken sword, his arm retreated, and his left hand held the fire-tipped spear, stabbing at the dragon descending Arhat again.

"I don't think you dare to snatch the white blade again empty-handed!" Nezha sneered.

On the opposite side of the fire-tipped spear, the dragon descending Arhat didn't dare to hold it up, after all, the fire-tipped spear was extremely sharp, and it could also spew out samadhi true fire, and he grabbed it with his own hands, isn't that waiting to be burned.

On the side of his body, the Dragon Descending Arhat dodged Nezha's fire-tipped spear, and then slapped a palm towards Nezha, which was full of surging Buddha power, golden light, and boundless power.

He turned sideways to the dragon descending Arhat, and it was very difficult to dodge this palm, but for Nezha, such an attack was nothing, and the so-called body method was not enough, and the magic weapon came to make up.

Brush!

The chaotic sky silk on Nezha's waist unfolded directly, like a shield wall, and forcibly resisted the mighty palm of the dragon descending Arhat.

In just one breath, the two have already staggered their positions and fought for a round, and it seems that they are evenly matched.

"Come again!"

At the moment of the strong enemy, Nezha has a high fighting spirit, wields a fire-tipped spear with both hands, turns around, drives the hot wheels, and directly kills a horse pistol!

Whew!Whew!

With a shake of the gun, three shots were stabbed out in an instant, and they went straight to the upper, middle and lower three ways of killing the dragon Arhat.

The opponent's fire-tipped spear was sharp, and the dragon-descending Arhat also used the Buddha's power to condense into a Buddha's demon-slaying god pestle in his hand.

The two of you went back and forth, and fought no less than 20 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

"View Treasure!"

Unable to attack for a long time, Nezha retreated backwards, and the chaotic sky Aya on his waist went straight to the dragon descending Arhat roll!

For Nezha's magic weapon, the dragon descending Arhat has long been familiar with it, so he is always on guard, and when he saw the other party release the Chaotian Aya, the Dragon Descending Arhat hurriedly manifested his Arhat golden body, and slapped forward with a strong Buddha power with both palms, and slapped the Chaotian Aya back.

Syllable!

As soon as he blocked Nezha's chaotic Tianya, and didn't want a golden light to flash, Nezha's Qiankun circle smashed firmly on the shoulder of the dragon descending Arhat's golden body, smashing the Arhat's golden body to a stumbling block.

The golden body is also his own doppelganger, the golden body is injured, the deity will also be injured, under this smash, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth of the dragon descending Arhat.

Swish!

At the moment when the golden body of the dragon descending was smashed open, Nezha held a fire-tipped spear in his hand, urged the hot wheels, turned into a streamer, quickly crossed the golden body of the Arhat, and killed directly in front of the dragon descending Arhat.

"Samadhi real fire, open it for me!"

Nezha held the gun in his right hand and handed it forward, and the fire-tipped spear was stimulated by Nezha's mana, and with a pop, it erupted a large area of samadhi true fire, enveloping the dragon-descending Arhat.