The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Lei Zhenzi didn't come back either.

After Nezha woke up from a coma, he looked at the somewhat empty fairy island and sat there in a daze.

The monkey broke through, and Lei Zhenzi broke through, but he still couldn't see the possibility of defeating the guard Mosha. This was indeed a blow to Nezha, who was already very energetic.

As a result, the two hair bags tied on the head were a little drooping, and the whole person was listless.

Wei Hu held his demon-subduing pestle, trembling two steps, three steps, sitting beside Nezha with pale lips, and handed over the unused healing elixir just now.

They were all exhausted and relatively speechless, sitting there quietly recuperating.

Not long after, Nezha regained a little vitality, and suddenly said: "It would be great if the injury can be recovered quickly, and there is no need to wait here."

"You're a little irritable," Wei Hu said with a smile, and the words were naturally mostly teasing.

Nezha sighed quietly, and looked down at the fire-pointed gun, which was already covered with cracks.

It can be said that Sun Wukong was able to leave them behind. It can be said that Sun Wukong is blessed by nature. He is a monkey born from heaven and earth.

But with the same starting point as them, even Lei Zhenzi, whose background was not as good as his own, also walked in front of him, which made Nezha have a little self-doubt.

Is he really as talented and intelligent as his uncles and uncles said...

"Don't think too much," Wei Hu bumped Nezha with his elbow, and said, "Everyone's opponent is different, and they have been adjusted according to our respective strengths. It's not that we are inferior to Lei Zhenzi, but Lei Zhenzi has made a breakthrough, so he can pass the test."

"Of course I know the reason, it's just why I haven't been able to find a chance to break through."

Nezha smiled wryly, brushing the three-pointed double-edged gun lightly with his fingers, Wei Hu beside him also felt the same way, but Wei Hu was originally a latecomer, and he had always been a junior, which was somewhat different from the reincarnation of Nezha Lingzhu.

His pressure is much lower than that of Nezha.

"Work hard, senior brother is waiting for us at the front," Wei Hu said with a smile, and then began to close his eyes to heal his wounds.

brother...

It’s fine if you don’t mention it, as long as Nezha thinks that when he was still on Qianyuan Mountain, he once fought with Yang Jian to explain the name of the three generations of senior brothers, and at that time he still wanted to let...

When he was reincarnated, Yang Jian was already a Taoist master who could shake the clouds and rain in the battle of the Conferred Gods, and had a considerable say.

Today, the survival of the entire prehistoric world is inseparable from Yang Jian's back and forth battles.

Looking at himself, after entering the heavenly court, he has been practicing non-stop. With the blessing of the power of heaven and his many military exploits, his cultivation base has also improved by leaps and bounds.

But it was still unable to keep up with the pace of the big brother.

Although Nezha respected Yang Jian very much, he couldn't help complaining in his heart why his brother was so dazzling, making the starry sky that should be full of stars dim and colorless.

He is just one of the 'others'.

The precious lotus body, the physical body is tyrannical, so what?

What is a quasi-sage with three heads and six arms?

Brothers can't compare, monkeys can't compare, Lei Zhenzi can't compare...

Nezha doesn't have to compare himself with his peers, he is not a paranoid person, and such comparisons are mostly to encourage himself not to slack off.

But during the Great War, the haggard appearance of the master who was almost exhausted made him secretly hate himself for being useless.

The Heavenly Court fell into the clouds, and the Jade Emperor led many heavenly soldiers who were unable to fight head-on. The Heavenly General will cut off all living beings in the wild. He is the general of the Heavenly Court, the son of Li Jing, the Great God of the Three Altars, personally appointed by the Jade Emperor in the Lingxiao Palace, and the Generalissimo of Soldiers and Horses...

But what can he do?

It was just that he shed a few tears, in a battle situation as powerful as clouds, the shouts could not be heard too far, and the few enemies he killed were too insignificant.

How Gan!

How Gan!

Nezha clenched his fists tightly, wiped his nose violently, and took a forced breath. Regardless of his injuries, he stepped on the hot wheel and rushed towards the teleportation formation.

With a flash of light, he was sent into the twenty-fifth level again.

If he can't break through, he will die here!

Nezha did not lose his mind, but was extremely sober; the more extreme and difficult it was, the more he could stimulate his own potential and find opportunities to break through. This is what his master told him, and he also believed in it so far.

In the big formation, light surged, and in the blood pool, another demon that Nezha had never seen before slowly walked out.

Tall and burly figure, thick and burly limbs, and a mottled battle armor, two magic axes that were tightly held, exuding a strong murderous aura, and those blood eyes showed no emotion at all.

"come!"

The fire-pointed gun was full of flames, and Nezha's eyes were fierce. He leaned forward, and the hot wheel spun at a high speed, leaving behind afterimages, and fiercely killed him.

Mosha roared, and two arcs of light that almost cut off the world were released, and a big battle broke out quickly.

In the sky above the twenty-sixth pass, the mirage dragon shook his head slightly upon seeing this scene.

This time, within half an hour, Nezha, who was almost cut in half, was thrown out of the formation; Nezha was lying on the ground with bruised veins all over his body, and roared at the peaceful white clouds.

Don't persuade me, I came here just to break through, to get promoted quickly.

Everyone has their own way to go, even if Nezha really wants to die here, no one can interfere with him.

The injury is too serious, so Nezha can only rest this time; but before the injury fully recovers, as long as he can exert 100% of his combat power, even if such a full-scale fight will damage his vitality, Nezha will step into the teleportation formation regardless.

once……

ten times……

dozens of times...

In just three months, Nezha, who was almost insane, broke through dozens of times.

That Buddhist disciple couldn't help but persuade Nezha to give him multiple enlightenments, but Nezha couldn't hear with both ears, but just stared straight at the movement formation with both eyes.

On the face that had always been childish, it was now a little vicissitudes.

On this day, Wei Hu crossed the barrier for the 26th time. In the midst of the great battle, at the moment of life and death, he realized the true solution passed down by the Dao Xing Tian Zun, and set the golden light to subdue the demons.

Although he did not cultivate in the physical body, Wei Hu realized the method of strengthening himself with the power of the primordial spirit. The physical body and the primordial spirit complement each other, and the power of many supernatural powers multiplied. Finally, he defeated the demon with half a move, broke into the twenty-sixth level with serious injuries, and joined Lei Zhenzi and Monkey King.

Nezha didn't respond to this, and seemed to be really crazy at this moment.

Less than half a month later, the twenty-fourth pass ushered in a wave of 'explosion', but the Taoist and Buddhist disciples who were trapped before the eighteenth pass broke through the pass one after another, and six of them rushed all the way to the twenty-fifth pass.

Naturally, they were also blocked by the twenty-fifth level.

Among these six people, there are two Buddhist disciples. Obviously, the six disciples sent by the sages are all personally heirs with excellent qualifications, and they are not much worse than the famous disciples of Taoism.

The two female fairies were more conspicuous, and they were Deng Chanyu and Liuya who came together along the way.

Liuya's cultivation reached the Quasi-Holy Realm soon after Empress Houtu became a saint. Since she broke through, the Quasi-Saint Realm has been stabilized and she has taken a big step forward. Compared with the first level, her supernatural powers and mana are already incomparable. In addition, the profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is added to her body, which is truly limitless in the future.

Deng Chanyu's aptitude is not very outstanding, but after being instructed by Empress Nuwa, her understanding is amazing. At this time, she has barely entered the quasi-sacred realm, and it is already a bit difficult to break through at this time.

The other two, one is the first Jiejiao disciple to break through the big realm, and the other is Nezha's elder brother, Jin Zha.

When seeing Nezha, Jin Zha was a little speechless...

At that time, Nezha was sitting in a corner, his eyes were not bright, his clothes were ragged, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

If it weren't for Nezha's breath rising slowly and his cultivation base slowly recovering, Jin Zha really thought that his third brother had suffered some serious injuries.

"Nezha... what's wrong with you?"

Nezha didn't respond, just staring at the teleportation formation.

"But have you lost your temper?" Jin Zha quickly squatted down, trying to grab Nezha's wrist to check, but just as his fingers landed on Nezha's wrist, Nezha suddenly showed a fierce look, grabbed Jin Zha's collar with his backhand, and put the pointed gun on Jin Zha's neck.

Although Jin Zha's strength has also improved greatly, he still has no backhand power in front of Nezha.

In the place where the sword is tested, the mirage dragon phantom guarding the level will become stronger when it is strong. It is for the breakers to break through constantly, and they don't pay much attention to their starting point.

"Nezha is me... Jin Zha..."

Nezha seemed to have just seen who he was grabbing. He closed his eyes and took a light breath, and slowly put down the pointed gun.

He didn't say anything, and continued to sit there watching the teleportation formation, quietly waiting for the moment when his injury recovered enough to display his full strength.

Jin Zha smiled wryly at the side, and the Buddhist disciple who was also trapped here told Nezha how he broke through the barrier before. Jin Zha already understood why his third brother was in such a situation.

The stubbornness in his bones, the Dao heart that has been hit one after another, and Nezha, who has always been a little childish and immature, are being tortured at this time.

However, Jin Zha didn't just protect his younger brother blindly. He was also a Daoist disciple, and now he is also a major cultivator with a high level of cultivation. Although he can only be regarded as the "second-line" among the three generations of disciples, he also understands the key to cultivating Daoism.

The key to cultivating the Tao lies in whether one can realize it.

Nezha has never realized it. Judging by the situation, the hope of "enlightening" is probably a little bit slimmer than before.

But after all, outsiders can't help with these things, even if they are personal masters and apprentices, they can't completely agree with each other.

Two hours later, Nezha walked up to the Hot Wheels with scars all over his body and a pointed gun.

Jin Zha was hesitant to speak, and wanted to persuade him to wait for his injury to fully recover before going through the level, but when the words came to his lips, he was stung by Nezha's back, so he could only sigh dejectedly.

Half an hour later, in the big formation.

Nezha was lying on the ground, his left arm had been cut off for an unknown number of times, and there were also two horrible wounds on his back that almost cut his whole body in half.

But he still gritted his teeth and moved forward, even if he was crawling, he still had to crawl to the standing black shadow...

"well……"

Mirage sighed softly, flicked his fingers lightly, and the black figure in front of Nezha swung a fist, knocking Nezha's remnant body flying.

Then, Nezha's 'lotus roots' scattered all over the formation were wrapped in light, and they chased Nezha's seriously injured body...