Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

Nezha blinked: "Oh, well, if it works for me, I can't let you go, I swear in the name of heaven!"

The Heavenly Way in Zixiao: "..."

Wang Xuan didn't notice that it was wrong: "You can take it now!"

"Um!"

Nezha walked to his back and raised his clothes, and the light of a azure blue crystal diamond-shaped stone became more and more bright.

Nezha took it out, held it in front of his own eyes and looked at the sun.

"Isn't this kind of spar the Nine Heavens Thunder of Heaven?"

Many of them were taken away by Emperor Zhuan Xu.

"No!" Wang Xuan's eyes gradually became weird, and he smiled sharply.

"This is the Hunyuan Thunder Dragon Crystal that can blow up the saint!"

Nezha's expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head and stared at Wang Xuan, who was getting paler.

"Want to run!"

"Hahaha, when you took off the spar, my time-space teleportation belt was already activated, you can't catch me!"

Wang Xuan's voice echoed in the shattered world, and the spar in Nezha's hand had reached the tipping point.

boom!

After a loud noise, the imaginary scene of ruining the world did not appear, and the lightning was suppressed by Nezha in his left hand.

And his right hand was Wang Xuan who had disappeared.

"Run? Can you run?" Nezha's expression of killing intent, Wang Xuan, whose huge palm was clutched, was shocked and desperate at the moment.

He struggled, only to find that Nezha's arm had been squeezed off, and the previous seal had not been unlocked.

"How come, why are you okay, why?" Wang Xuan roared.

He trembled at this moment.

"What do you mean, a compressed Purple Heaven God Thunder!"

Nezha looked at the purple thunder light in his left hand. In Wang Xuan's expression of horror, he directly opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After that, Nezha's childish face showed a vicious look.

"You dare to play with me, you are the first one!"

The gloom in Nezha's eyes made Wang Xuan shudder.

He couldn't figure out why the spar that could kill the saint was invalid for Nezha!

Unless the other party is not a saint, but an existence above the saint!

"How could it be, how this!" He knew that he was bound to die.

Nezha smiled, a white flame suddenly appeared in his hand, and Wang Xuan instantly gasified!

Chapter Two Eighty Zhang Bairen

Ye Fan stood inside the Nantian Gate, with Haotian standing beside him.

However, the surrounding celestial soldiers and generals were arrogant at him.

Next to him, Si Ming Xing Jun's cultivation base reached the quasi-sage, but he had no respect for this Haotian.

"Boss, isn't this man really your Majesty Haotian?"

"His Majesty Haotian's true body is in the forging temple, how could it be possible to come to the heavenly court!"

Si Ming Xingjun said to the next man.

"Siming, you turned out to be a quasi-sage!" Although Haotian was a quasi-sage, at this moment he felt that he was not as powerful as Siming Xingjun.

Ye Fan stood by, not being noticed by this Haotian from other worlds.

He was just observing this Haotian to see if the projection was different from the current Haotian.

Haotian who projected the world turned out to be a quasi saint, which he didn't expect.

Could it be that the superiors who came from another great famine will be stronger?

Except for the absence of purple gas and laws, the two are almost the same.

In other words, if he is willing, he can directly exchange Haotian in the Casting Temple with this outsider.

But there is only one problem, the other party does not have the mark of the Three Realms.

Every strong person in the prehistoric world will have a mark, and only those in the projection world do not have this condition!

He continued to observe quietly, to see if the other party could become entangled with the world.

At this moment, Si Ming and the surrounding celestial generals were all determined, and the opponent was indeed not the Haotian of this world.

It's just that Haotian from outside obviously hasn't figured it out yet.

He was just wondering why the aura of Heaven and Earth had become richer, and the strength of the Heavenly Soldiers had risen drastically.

"You really are not Your Majesty Haotian!" Si Ming's expression became cold, and the Devil's Sword Sword out of its sheath outrageously.

warehouse!

Cut out with one sword, spreading where the Tianmen is.

Haotian, the buildings behind him, and the Tongming Hall thousands of miles away were covered.

"Good fellow, is this to annihilate everything here?"

Ye Fan waved his hand to offset most of this ruining attack.

The remaining energy continued to move towards Haotian.

"boom!"

A mirror manifested behind Haotian, with nine dragon qi in many places on his body, antagonizing this sword light.

"Si Ming, are you blind?" Haotian's face was gloomy to the extreme.