Chapter 90: Whoever Loses Wins

In vain city, above the main hall of Senluo, the Son of Yama sat on the main seat, including King Qin Guang and King Yama, and the ten halls of Yama, including King Qin Guang and King Yama, knelt on both sides of the main seat, their heads buried low, and they didn't dare to gasp.

As the lord of the underworld, the Ten Halls Yama is high on weekdays, even when facing the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, he only sees it with the etiquette of the younger generation, but at this moment he is humble as a slave, and he only has a deep awe for the Yama Heavenly Son who sits on the throne of the lord, and he does not dare to move at all.

The Netherworld is under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, and the Ten Halls of Yama regard themselves as vassals when they face the Jade Emperor, but these are all formed after the retreat of the Son of Heaven in the depths of the Yellow Spring of Hell, before the retreat of the Son of Heaven of Yama, even the ancient demon clan Flood Desolate Heavenly Court could not reach into the Netherworld, let alone the current Terran Heavenly Court!

The Son of Heaven of Yama is not there, the Ten Palaces of Yama is the Lord of the Netherworld, the Son of Heaven of Yama is now back, and all the Ten Palaces of Yama have become his retainers, and life and death are all in the thought of the Son of Yama, how can King Qin Guang and others not tremble?

Especially King Qin Guang, it was he who used the book of people to seal the barrier between the Netherworld and the Yang Realm, and now that the Son of Heaven of Yama suddenly returned without warning, what kind of fate awaits him, King Qin Guang can't even think about it!

The Ten Halls of Yama knelt on the Senluo Hall and waited for the Yama Heavenly Son to reprimand and punish, but the attention of the Yama Heavenly Son was not on them, his eyes passed through the walls of the Senluo Hall and looked at the depths of the Hell Yellow Spring thousands of miles away, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful chuckle:

"Sure enough, as expected, another creature was born in the boundless sea of blood, and the origin power of the boundless sea of blood was thinned again, I'm afraid, it's not that it won't be exhausted, right?"

When he repelled the Styx Ancestor before, the Yama Heavenly Son felt the abnormal movement in the boundless sea of blood, but the Styx Ancestor was busy fleeing for his life, and he was angry and didn't notice it.

The Styx Ancestor ordered the entire sea of blood Yama Heavenly Son also heard it, and the playfulness on the corner of his mouth became a little stronger, he knew very well in his heart that the Styx Ancestor was smashed by a series of blows, and he was going to make a desperate bet, seal the entire boundless blood sea, and make a final impact before the boundless blood sea dried up, if he could succeed, he would become another Heavenly Dao saint who became holy between heaven and earth, if he failed, the immortal body would disappear completely, and there would be no chance to break through!

"This old guy is cruel enough to himself!"

Whispering softly, a glint flashed in the eyes of the Yama Heavenly Son, he didn't have the innate conditions like the Styx Ancestor to give it a go, but this didn't mean that he didn't have the opportunity to become holy! The third immeasurable tribulation is coming, after the Three Realms have been rerefined by the Hongjun Dao Ancestor with supreme mana, the restrictions on enlightenment and sanctification have disappeared, as long as he can seize the opportunity in the next immeasurable tribulation, he Yama Heavenly Son can also claim the position of saint!

But before that, it's time to put your own territory in order!

The Son of Heaven of Yama took his gaze back, looked at the Ten Hall Yamas, especially King Qin Guang among the Ten Hall Yamas, and felt that the cold gaze of the Son of Heaven of Yama was focused on him, and King Qin Guang's heart trembled violently and sank deeply......

The Heavenly Realm, the Land of the Ends of Heaven.

"Three heads and eight arms!"

Nezha and Sun Wukong have fought hundreds of moves, and they are still evenly matched, but Nezha's face does not have the slightest joy, because he knows very well that Sun Wukong is releasing water!

The other party did not use his real ability to play with him, and he has revealed all the hole cards little by little, if the three-headed and eight-armed magic power does not work, then Nezha is really completely convinced of Sun Wukong!

With both hands of the fire spear, the other six hands were holding the six magic weapons of gold bricks, nine dragon fire covers, mixed sky silk, Qiankun circle, and yin and yang double swords, Nezha shouted and attacked Sun Wukong: "Wukong, see if you can catch my move!"

"Three heads and eight arms?"

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a gleam, Nezha used this magic power when he fought against Nezha in his previous life, it is indeed amazingly powerful, a few points stronger than the ordinary three-headed and six-armed magic method, he was the opposite of the three-headed and six-armed magic method at that time, and he also used the doppelganger technique to confuse Nezha to win, but this time, he doesn't plan to take advantage of it again!

"No matter how you attack, all kinds of changes, my grandson can only break it with one stick!"

"Seventy-two sticks in the sky!"

did not use the magic of three heads and six arms, Sun Wukong held the Ruyi silver hoop stick with both hands, and suddenly shouted a stick, and instantly shot out seventy-two stick shadows, and hit Nezha's fire-tipped spear and six magic weapons fiercely.

The rod is overwhelming, the entire heavenly dome is vibrated under the power of Sun Wukong's stick, the brilliance of the magic weapons of gold bricks, mixed sky silk, Qiankun circle, and fire tip spear is completely suppressed by the stick shadow, Nezha's face has changed greatly, Sun Wukong's move is so terrifying, he actually has a feeling that his whole body is full of weaknesses, and there is no way to dodge at all!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A violent roar sounded, and the treasure light of Nezha's several magic weapons was all destroyed by the stick shadow, and he flew back into his hand with a wailing sound, the light was dim, and he had already suffered some damage, but Nezha had no time to care about the damage of the magic weapon at the moment, because the stick shadow had only disappeared halfway, and the remaining stick shadow had already hit him hard.

The look of horror flashed in his eyes, and an obsession of not admitting defeat surged into Nezha's heart, Sun Wukong only made a move, and did not use the magic power, he held so many magic weapons, if he couldn't even take this stick, what face did he have as the god of war of the heavenly court? If it was known by Brother Yang Jian, he might not be ridiculed by him!

"I'm going to be next!

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Nezha poured all the immortal yuan power of his whole body into the fire-tipped spear in his hand, and the remaining six arms formed a magic seal one by one, and also pressed on the fire-tipped spear at the same time, and suddenly the red light on the fire-tipped spear was sheng, buzzing and vibrating, and stabbed quickly towards the shadow of the Ruyi silver hoop stick, this is the trick he has worked hard to comprehend and create over the years, it was originally used to deal with the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda, and it has not been completely perfected, but now it can't take care of so much!

"Buzz~!"

The shadow of the gun and the shadow of the stick collided together, but strangely did not sound as violent as before, but a wave of power fluctuations, spreading in all directions, this visible force fluctuation spread into the gate, and the thousands of heavenly soldiers standing in the front were all affected, and the figure was suddenly stunned, and then the look in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the next moment, together with the handsome flag at the gate, turned into flying ash in the sky.

"Hiss~!"

Everyone who was not affected gasped and hurriedly retreated, looking at all the scenes that were wiped out by the power fluctuations, one by one, their faces twitched fiercely, and even their legs trembled and they were about to lose their feet.

What kind of battle is this, it is just the aftermath of the battle that has wiped everything to ashes, and how terrifying the power of the two sides of the battle should be!

"Who the hell won?"

Sun Wukong and Nezha's last battle blew away all the clouds on all sides, and the strong light did not go out for a long time in the center of the collision, including Li Jing, the king of Tota, and he didn't know who was winning and who lost the battle between the two.

"It must be that the third prince won! The third prince is my god of war in the heavenly court, how can he be compared to the demon monkey Sun Wukong?"

"That's right, it must be the third prince who won! Three heads and eight arms, such a powerful and waveless attack, that demon monkey is just a scattered fairy and demon clan, how can it be the opponent of the third prince?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the third prince must have won!"

Everyone thinks that the third prince of Nezha has won, today's fight scene, they have never seen it in their lives, Sun Wukong's cultivation is all in the body, even when the fight is not much exposed, among the generals present, only Li Jing, the king of Tota, saw that Sun Wukong is also a Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator, and everyone else thinks that Sun Wukong is just talented, and that's it!

The bright light began to dissipate, and the scene was finally revealed, but it was completely beyond everyone's expectations!

Sun Wukong and the third prince of Nezha stood in the air, far away from each other, and the two sides seemed to be completely evenly divided, and they couldn't tell who lost and who won again!

"This, what the hell is going on? Tie?"

"Okay, it seems, right?"

"Since it's a tie, why don't you continue to fight? The marshal let the third prince capture the demon monkey!"

The sound of discussion started again, but he saw a smile on Nezha's originally calm face, nodded to Sun Wukong, and suddenly opened his mouth to spew out a puff of blood mist, and his body fell softly!

"Third Prince!"

A group of heavenly soldiers and generals were shocked, this battle between the third prince of Nezha and the demon monkey Sun Wukong turned out to be Nezha's loss!

Some people in the crowd wanted to rush over, but thinking of Sun Wukong's previous might, the footsteps of stepping out stopped again, more than 20,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, no one dared to step forward, seeing Nezha's figure falling under the clouds, a cool breath from the bottom of everyone's hearts from the tail vertebrae straight to the heavenly spirit cover, is it possible that even the third prince of Nezha has to be like a giant spirit god, falling to death?

Li Jing, the king of Tota, looked at Nezha who fell under the clouds, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, his lips moved, after all, he didn't speak, and after a while, a heavy impact sound came from under the clouds, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, Nezha's body fell into the pit, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

"Hey, what a ruthless father! The third prince of Nezha has a father like you, and he has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes! What do you say, King Tota Li?"