A cold cow face was looking fiercely at Yang Jian, who was unable to fall to the ground.

"Erlang God Yang Jian is just like this, he said a lot before the war, he really fights, hehe, just look at me and understand your life. The Bull Demon King's voice also changed, becoming deep and terrifying.

At this time, Yang Jian was desperate, he hated his carelessness, if he had taken his opponent seriously just now, he would not have been so miserable, he had basically never lost in singles since he became an immortal, but this time he lost, and he lost very badly, he smiled bitterly and closed his eyes to meet the giant bull.

"It's so hot, this hot breath, is it Nezha?" Yang Jian opened his eyes and found that Nezha was struggling to resist the big feet of the Bull Demon King with a fire-tipped spear.

"Are you the Nezha of the Dragon Palace?" asked the Bull Demon King.

"Yes, I'm Nezha, look at me Chaotian Aya!" "Nezha finished speaking and threw out Chaotian Aya, after Chaotian Aya let Taishang Laojun repair it, the power was much stronger than before, it was originally just a red silk that could become bigger and smaller, and it could be extended indefinitely, but this time it could be turned into several, and several Chaotian Aya fluttered in the air.

Nezha pointed to the giant feet of the Bull Demon King and shouted, "Lift!"

Several chaotic Aya flew over and tightly wrapped the Bull Demon King's big feet in three layers and three layers outside, and actually lifted the huge Bull Demon King up, and Nezha took the opportunity to pick Yang Jian up.

"Senior brother, you're too heavy, it's okay to lose weight,!" Nezha had a pained expression on his face.

Yang Jian squinted at Nezha, who had a hideous expression, "Don't pretend, although your strength is not as good as the Bull Demon King, it is not inferior to me compared to me, you are holding me now, can you not be so pompous?"

"I didn't expect to be recognized by you, hehe, I really didn't expect that the former godlike Erlang God would be in my arms today!" Nezha said.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but his face was extremely ugly, he couldn't imagine that Nezha was making fun of himself, he was a little angry but couldn't get angry, he was so suffocated that his face was flushed.

Nezha saw that Yang Jian blushed and didn't speak, and hurriedly explained: "Senior brother, I just finished laughing, you wait here first, I'll meet the Bull Demon King." After speaking, he placed him on the stone steps of the South Heavenly Gate.

The Bull Demon King, who had tripped over Aya, was striding towards him at this time, and he became bigger, and he felt the sky shaking with every step.

Nezha still stabbed the Bull Demon King with a fiery spear.

The Flame Spear was also much stronger than before after Taishang Laojun's repair, and even much harder than before.

The Bull Demon King stretched out his big black hand and tried to grab the flying fire-tipped spear, but the flaming-tipped spear actually rotated, like a high-speed rotating drill.

Flutter thump...... A large rain of blood fell in the sky.

The little demons raised their heads and looked at the Bull Demon King, only to see that his huge black hand had been stained red with blood, losing his previous light, and now looking at it from a distance, there was no difference between that big hand and a volcano that was erupting, if you insisted on saying that there was a volcano erupting fire, and his big hand erupting was blood.

This foul stench, disgusting smell of blood permeated the entire Nantianmen.

Yang Jian looked at the blood in the air and was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the current Nezha could already pierce the palm of the Bull Demon King, but he couldn't do anything while lying here.

He remembered that he had been guarding Nantianmen for so long, and he had not practiced weapons and immortal arts, this time was too comfortable, so comfortable that he didn't do anything, and he didn't even give full play to his original strength, and he ruined himself by underestimating the enemy and comfort, fortunately, Nezha was here, otherwise it would be really over.

His regret turned into motivation, and he gritted his teeth and tried to get up.

A roar shook the entire Nine Heavens, his eyes were firm, and he stood up like a phoenix nirvana, and his right hand stretched out a three-pointed two-edged knife and immediately flew into his hand.

I'm coming!" Yang Jian shouted.

The Bull Demon King gripped the injured palm tightly, and blood flowed out like a waterfall.

"Three Eyes, let me see your true strength!" the Bull Demon King finished speaking, and knocked Nezha out with a punch.

"I was careless just now, I must defeat you this time!" Yang Jian returned to his old look, it was that cold and arrogant look, this arrogant posture proved that he had completely found himself.

The Bull Demon King looked at the reborn Yang Jian and sneered: "Hahaha, brother Xian, you go to attack other places, leave it to me here." ”

Sun Wukong and the Macaque King led the little demon to continue walking, and they passed through the Nantian Gate, only to see the Twenty-Eight Stars and Jiuyao waiting here.

Sun Wukong looked at the macaque king beside him and said, "Brother, you take someone to the other side, and I will deal with it here." He looked at the immortal official in front of him and jumped up, scratching his face and grinning, with a cheap look, "Twenty-eight stars, nine Yao Xingjun, we are old friends, please raise your noble hands in today's battle, hahaha." ”

How annoying is the cheapness of the monkey when he is angry, only these star officials know, the star officials have extremely ugly faces, they all know Sun Wukong's strength, and no one wants to be the first to make a move.

"Why are you stunned, let's go together. Shui Dexingjun's words broke the deadlock.

All the immortal officials took out the magic weapon together and attacked Sun Wukong, and the macaque king saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly led the little demon to run away from here and kill other places.

Heavenly Court completely fried the pot this time, the Bull Demon King outside the Nantian Gate was fighting with Yang Jian, and the Monkey King was fighting with the Twenty-Eight Stars and the Nine Yao Star Monarchs inside the Nantian Gate, and the Macaque King led the little demon to rush to Yaochi.

The Bull Demon King, Yang Jian knew that his strength was no more than him, and he only had fighting spells, so he took the lead in opening his three eyes and using the "Three-Eye Divine Light" to attack.

Bang...... Bang...... The golden light shot on the body of the Bull Demon King and made a loud noise, and the Bull Demon King waved his hands wildly, trying to catch Yang Jian, but Yang Jian jumped to the other side every time he shot out a golden light, and then attacked again, and I don't know how many times he jumped back and forth like this.

At this time, the Bull Demon King gasped and roared angrily, although he was very fast, it was not as fast as Yang Jian's, he had no way to face Yang Jian, who was not just with him.

The three-star divine light continued to hit every corner of his body, although this golden light was not fatal to him, but this infinite bombardment also made the Bull Demon King a little unbearable.

There was a loud bang, and the Bull Demon King actually fell over.

This sudden fall to the ground made Yang Jian at a loss, could it be that the Bull Demon King is dead? No way, he is the Bull Demon King, my eyes hurt so much.

I saw blood flowing from Yang Jian's third eye, it must have been used too violently, he wiped the blood from the three eyes with his hand, and then closed it tightly and ran to the Bull Demon King.

Without breathing, without a heartbeat, without even feeling a trace of life, was he really shot to death by me?

Just as Yang Jian was thinking, a black trident suddenly stabbed out from his back, and this sudden blow pierced Yang Jian's entire chest.