History’s Strongest Senior Brother

After Tai Yizheng took out the lotus, he carefully shook it at Nezha.

Nezha looked back in a daze, but there was still no focus in the sight of Taiyi and Lianpeng.

Taiyi was relieved when he saw it.

With his other hand, he wrote a rune in the void, and the rune flew into the void, turning into a little white light, raining down like rain.

Being drowned by these white lights, Nezha himself did not respond.

But the red light in his eyes became more obvious and dazzling.

At the same time, from his skin like a lotus root, there was a faint glow of red light.

The red light coincides with the drizzle of white light dripping onto the body, both of which are fading away, but present a colorful appearance.

At this intersection of red and white brilliance, Nezha's whole body was shocked, and in his nose and mouth, there was blood bleeding, blood black, and blue.

There was no painful expression on Nezha's face, but his original blank eyes suddenly showed irritability and resistance.

In those dark blood, there was a strong distress and anger.

It is not real pus blood, but a figurative manifestation of fierce thoughts and hostility.

When Tai Yi was seen, there was no panic, but the expression became more cautious and the shot was more careful.

He continued to shed white light, covering Nezha's whole body, and at the same time gently shaking the lotus in his hand, the colorful radiance on the lotus also fell on Nezha.

On the other side, all the buddhas such as Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Narayan Buddha looked solemn.

They stepped forward, but were blocked by Yan Zhaoge and others.

Na Luoyan Buddha was careless and was sacrificed by Yan Zhaoge's Hunyuan hammer. He was overturned with a hammer, followed by a monkey waving a wishful gold hoop. dead.

It is a pity that Gu missed one another, and he could not care about the other side.

As the Sakyamuni Bodhisattva rescued Na Luoyan Buddha, another great holy body threw himself up, knocking down the Red Flame King Buddha.

After Yan Zhaoge took back the Hundred Yuan Hammer, he immediately changed his goal and hit the door of the king of Red Flame Tower!

The pitiful Buddha was suddenly beaten by the Hunyuan hammer.

The Buddha has a strong golden body and strong vitality.

The door of the Red Flame King Buddha's roof was broken and broken, and his eyes were still wide open, staring at Yan Zhaoge, but he was already speechless.

"It seems that you are going to stay here forever." Yan Zhaoge said lightly.

The Red Flame King Buddha sighed for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief, folded his hands together, and then died.

His body gradually ignited a red flame, the golden body turned gray in the flame, the Buddha's kingdom entered and destroyed, everything burned, and belonged to the red flame.

Finally, Crimson Glory, all received a relic above him.

In a Middle Age, the Buddha, who had proved the truth of the Buddha, did not fall into the great change of the central Soma Pure Land at the beginning of this era, and did not fall into the great destruction, but fell under Yan Zhao singer today.

Say goodbye to other Buddhist monks like Samantabhadra, and although there is no sadness on the face, they all hum low at the same time: "Nanwu Amitabha!"

Seeing the situation in front of him, Sakyamuni shook his head again and again.

Although he realized that Nezha was unable to participate in the war for the time being, the Buddhists also suffered deaths and injuries, and their strength declined, making it difficult to continue.

Sakyamuni Bodhisattva determined that his western bliss pure land could not withdraw his manpower to continue to support in a short time, and he had no choice but to make a decision and took Na Luoyan Buddha and others to start retreating.

He tried to save his apprentice Muzha but failed.

In the end, he could only sigh and leave this universe.

Yan Zhaoge and others did not pursue it further, and it was the top priority to watch Taiyi and Nezha right now, so that there would be no accident here.

"Hey!" Taiyi real person sipped, and the tactics in his hand changed again.

Qiankun circle returned to Nezha's neck, and the haunting damask wrapped around his arm was also windless and automatic, and the hot wheels under his feet kept spinning, and even the fire spear was shaking.

The treasures on and off Zhou's body seem to have life at this moment, and he is constantly admonishing Nezha to help Taiyi people.

"Most of these treasures were originally given to Nazha by Taiyi." Yan Zhaoge saw this and nodded secretly.

Nezha's gaze was still out of focus, and seemed confused and confused, but the irritated and resisted look faded a lot, and the anger between his brows seemed to dissipate a lot.

And the blood oozing out of his nose, nose, facial features, and seven consciousness, the grief and killing intentions revealed therein became heavier and heavier.

Without the three-way golden lotus disturb of the Sakyamuni Bodhisattva, Taiyi's real-life Kowloon Divine Fire Hood immediately came in handy again.

The nine fire dragons surrounding the hood spewed milky flames together.

The blazing fire fell on Nazha, not hurting him, but burning the fierce blood.

Stained blood flows with the burning, as if burning, endlessly.

But Tai Yi's real face appeared happy, and his expression finally relaxed.

After removing some blood, he shook his lotus to Nezha again.

Nezha's dazed eyes finally closed, as if sleeping in the past, the figure drifted to Taiyi involuntarily.

The lotus in Taiyi's real hands became larger at this time, supporting Nezha's body and letting him sleep on it.

The Jiulong Shenhuo floated above the lotus, and there was still a continuous stream of flames, slowly but firmly purifying the black blood flowing from the Nezha five senses and seven tricks.

"Congratulations to the real people." Yan Zhaoge and Long Xingquan, as well as the Miaochen Taoists who were rescued before, stepped forward to congratulate.

"It's just the beginning, and I don't know how long it will be afterwards," Taiyi said, but his expression was relatively relaxed, and his face was slightly more smiling.

Yan Zhaoge also laughed: "A good start is half the battle."

"Let's take advantage of your friends." Taiyi nodded with a smile.

Then, he looked at Muzha, who was caught by Dasheng Jinshen: "How does Yan Xiaoyou plan to deal with this person?"

"I don't care, it's up to the real person to handle it." Yan Zhaoge said.

Muzha's indignant emotions have now calmed down, looking at Yan Zhaoge and Tai Yizheng with a blank expression, repeating the previous words: "I just want to face this robbery with my father."

Tai Yizheng sighed, "Idiot ..."

He did not say much, and fell with a palm.

Muzha didn't have any scars on her body, but her eyes were closed, and she was so angry.

Looking at this scene, Yan Zhaoge felt sad and unhappy, but what he thought of was the scene when he saw Muzha at the beginning of the year.

Only now, everything is done in dust.

From Yan Zhaoge's heart, his perception of Muzha is not bad. However, he has always been indifferent to those who stand in his hostile position.

Regardless of Muzha's own personality, he obviously has a completely different view of Li Jing from Nezha.

Li Jing fell to the hands of Nezha, between Muzha and him, there was no room for turning.

Too much action from the real person of Taiyi is, to a certain extent, a kind of thoughtfulness to the apprentice. Of course, to Muzha, it is naturally cruel. , Yan Zhaoge was not surprised.