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Three people stood in the sky. The Demon Saint Tianling regretted a lot in his heart. If he had not come out of Chiyuan just now and hid in the peach forest, relying on his acquired spiritual roots, it would be impossible for Nezha to find him even if he wanted to.

Why do you have to come out? Now you are in a dilemma.

But Zhou Yi could no longer worry about too many things at this moment. From the moment he wanted to control the Ten Thousand Mountains, he had been prepared.

Now it is just advanced, and escape is definitely impossible.

Nezha’s strength is no joke. Secondly, the speed of this Wind Fire Wheel is too terrifying. His own speed of escape is not slow, even the speed of the Heavenly Spirit Demon Saint is not as fast as his.

But compared to Hot Wheels, they are nothing.

In that case, let's have a fair fight. It doesn't matter if I'm not my match. I'll just give it a try. It's just wishful thinking for Nezha to kill me!

Today, Pan Wang's body has reached the fourth level of perfection in his seven tribulations. Relying on his physical body, he can fight against half-step demon saints. With the blessing of the Heavenly Star Pearl, his strength is comparable to that of a late-stage True Lord.

Together with the Heavenly Spirit Demon Saint who is in the middle and late stage of Zhenjun, even if the two of them join forces, they will not be easily defeated by Nezha!
"kill!"

With a cold sound, Zhou Yi took the lead in attacking, and a long spear appeared in his palm, which was a top-grade magic weapon.

In an instant, the void gun rang out, and a shot pierced through the sky.

Seeing this, Nezha was delighted: "Okay, okay, I finally met someone who can wield a gun. Today, I will fight with you!"

As he spoke, he thrust out with his musket. In the blink of an eye, the tips of the muskets collided and a black hole flashed under the musket, which was then suddenly erased and restored to normal.

Tian Ling, holding a wooden stick, also wanted to join the battlefield, but the next moment, a red silk emerged from the void and tied him up tightly.

He had no time to react, and suddenly his spirit was surging, and he shouted, "Nezha, you won unfairly!"

"Sneak attack!"

"Stay away, I don't have time to answer you!"

Nezha left a word and blocked with the flaming spear in his hand, clang!
He raised his hand and bent the Fire Spear, with the tip pointing directly at Zhou Yi's head. Zhou Yi also realized that Nezha just wanted to play around, and the Wind-Fire Wheels didn't move at all, otherwise he would have just been beaten passively.

But it’s fine this way. Since that’s the case, let’s just have a good fight.

He tilted his head, raised the spear in his hand, and then sank it down, and a cold light shot out from the tip of the spear.

clang!
Sparks flew everywhere.

Bang, bang…

The sound of spears colliding could be heard. Two figures fought back and forth. The surrounding space was extremely thin at this moment and could be pierced by a random spear.

But in less than half an hour...

Snapped!
boom!
Zhou Yi intercepted the spear, and the terrifying power from the Fire Spear directly shattered the spear in his hand.

His figure suddenly retreated a hundred miles, and Zhou Yi felt helpless as he looked at the half-broken spear in his hand.

This weapon is not of the same level and cannot be used against him. Although Nezha is indeed playing around and even suppressing his strength, an acquired top-grade spiritual treasure is different.

"Hey, you're not good with guns."

Nezha taunted, and a long stick suddenly appeared in Zhou Yi's palm.

"Come again!"

"Interesting!"

"Haha, come on, fight with me. For so many years, apart from that monkey, no one has been able to make me fight so happily!"

As he spoke, Nezha took the initiative to attack, rushed forward in an instant, and smashed down fiercely with his spear like a stick.

clang!
He swung the long stick, turned his wrist, and pointed it directly at Nezha's hand.

Nezha let go, and the Fire Spear turned on its own, with the tip of the spear emitting flames, and he attacked again with the spear.

clang clang...

Snapped!
The long stick broke into pieces, turning into a large number of fragments that covered Nezha in the blink of an eye, but the gun turned and all turned into powder.

A long sword appeared in his hand again, and he held the sword up. The sword light flowed like a river of swords sweeping down. The sword intent even cut through the space. The cracks in the space kept expanding, wrapping Nezha in it.

But Nezha's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his body flashed with light.

Three heads and six arms!

There is no blind spot in the 360-degree angle, and the six arms are holding magical treasures and rushing directly up.

you motherfucker!
Zhou Yi gritted his teeth, his eyes full of annoyance, and said, "Beat...beat your mother!"
They are all spiritual treasures!

He has eight magical treasures on his body, and maybe even more!
This guy is a disciple of the Great Sect...

In the past, he thought he was wealthy. After all, he had plenty of magic weapons, especially top-grade ones, and he even had a lot of them. But now, it seems that he is just poor...

The key point is that Shiwan Dashan is also poor!
After taking control of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he asked the Demon Saint Tianling if he had any spiritual treasures.

But his answer was yes, but only one thing, which was still held in his hand and tied up with the Hun Tian Ling.

As for the other demon kings, where did they get their spiritual treasures? They were just holding magic weapons. However, the blood-refined magic weapons could indeed exert a power comparable to that of spiritual treasures at certain times.

But the price is also high, Zhou Yi has not thought about it yet. Secondly, he does not have a suitable blood-refining magic weapon.

Now that he has the power of the Heavenly Star Bead to enhance his cultivation, could he really use it to hit someone?

It can't be smashed. The Tianxing Pearl is just a top-grade magic weapon.

Damn, when I was proud of holding my cold weapon, the other side was attacking me with mortars.

Facing Nezha who was rushing towards him, Zhou Yi waved his sleeves, and suddenly three hundred and sixty long swords appeared in front of him, all of which were top-grade magic weapons.

The long sword hissed and trembled, and in an instant, sword energy rushed up into the sky and formed a formation.

Zhoutian Sword Formation!

Zhou Yi stood in the center of the sword formation. With a flick of his fingertips, countless long swords flowed, and the phantom of a world of swords behind him began to slowly unfold.

Nezha was also stunned when he saw this, but he stabbed out with the Fire Spear in his hand, and swung the weapons with his remaining five arms. The sword energy around him was instantly torn apart, and the Fire Spear was like a swimming dragon, and it went straight in front of Zhou Yi.

But in the next moment, the illusory sword world condensed, and the sword energy turned into chains, one after another, forcibly binding the tip of the Fire Spear and dragging Nezha into the sword world.

Immediately afterwards, the sword world turned into a cage and locked Nezha inside.

Three hundred and sixty long swords vibrated wildly, and the demonic energy in Zhou Yi's body also poured out frantically, trying to stabilize the sword world.

But less than a quarter of an hour later, a loud gunshot rang out.

Collapse... Collapse...

collapse……

Long swords shattered in the void, and the sword world was instantly broken. Nezha stood in the void with a terrifying aura, and his bun was a lot messy.

When he looked at Zhou Yi, the coldness in his eyes completely disappeared, and instead there was a hint of appreciation.

"Very good. If this sword formation encounters an ordinary late-stage True Lord, it will be no problem to kill him."

"But, the god you met is me, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly!"

"The famous God of War of the Three Realms!"

"There is an invincible existence in the realm of the True Lord!"

"..."

Looking at Nezha numbly, Zhou Yi didn't know where this kid's immature personality came from.

But what this guy said is also true. Being invincible in the True Lord realm may be bragging, but the strength is definitely among the best in the True Lord realm.

There are probably not many people who can defeat Nezha in the realm of Zhenjun.

Just look at this kid's magical equipment. Even if you are defeated, you can't defeat him.

Unless it is a special magical treasure that can restrain the magical treasure in Nezha's hand.

He felt helpless. As long as he had a magical treasure in his hand, he could be invincible, even if he didn't defeat Nezha.

Damn, I must find a way to get some magic treasure to keep myself safe. If I want to solve this trouble, I must ask Huang Shang and others for help.

"Nezha, are you still going to fight?"

"The Heavenly Court sent out troops just to intimidate the demon race and show off their authority."

"I can admit defeat on behalf of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. This way, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals can also reduce their losses, and the majesty of Heaven can also be demonstrated."

"Your trip won't be in vain, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, many heavenly soldiers and generals had flickering eyes. They didn't want to fight anymore. These monsters were fucking crazy. They would rather self-destruct and drag themselves to death than retreat.

How can we fight with such morale?
Even if they win, they will suffer heavy losses in the end. The Heavenly Court is here to demonstrate its majesty, and if the losses are too great, its majesty will be greatly reduced.

Upon hearing this, Nezha looked at the soldiers and realized that Zhou Yi was right.

There is no need to fight to the death.

In fact, it was not difficult for Nezha to defeat Zhou Yi and Tianling Demon Saint, but he had a strong interest in Zhou Yi at this moment. Such a person could not be allowed to die like this.

The key to being strong is to know a lot!

If you have nothing to do, you can just come and fight with this guy. Isn't it good to stretch your muscles?
Although there are many True Lords in Heaven, few of them can really fight to the death with me.

Even though he hated his father, Lao Deng was after all the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Court's army and the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King. If he didn't have the strength, he could make up for it with the position.

With his own master and the powerful background of the Chan Sect, who would dare to play with him?

Although he is extremely confident in his own strength, who in heaven is a simple master?
Back then, a large group of people from the Jie Religion were included in the List of Gods. They were all very powerful, and some even had many innate spiritual treasures in their hands.

As for my second brother who is as famous as me, seriously speaking, he can kill me with one hand.

There is a difference between becoming a saint in the flesh and becoming a saint in the body. With this lotus root body of mine, the True Lord has fallen down, and the Tao fruit is just a dream.

Alas, Monkey King is actually quite pleasing to the eye, but a little bit stupid. As a chess piece, he has no idea that he is a chess piece. If you don’t suffer, who will?
Putting away his wandering thoughts, Nezha nodded.

"That's fine, but for this loss to Heaven, we have to give you 100,000 mountains."

The Celestial Spirit Demon Saint nodded quickly: "Give it, give it, we'll give you ten times the amount!~"

"Well, in that case..."

"Garrison, withdraw your troops!"

"promise!"

In an instant, golden light shot into the clouds. Before Nezha turned around, he glanced at Zhou Yi.

"Boy, you are quite strong. I will come to play with you when I have nothing to do."

Play?
Play a hook eight!

Zhou Yi nodded: "No problem."

"Withdraw troops!"

The heavenly army left, and the Hun Tian Ling on the body of the Tianling Demon Saint was also untied.

"Huh, he finally left. Fortunately, this killer had no intention to kill, otherwise the Shiwan Mountains would be finished."

There was still a trace of fear in the eyes of the Heavenly Spirit Demon Saint. Zhou Yi snorted coldly: "Daoyou, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you are too cowardly."

"Hey, whatever you say."

"I'm not afraid to tell you, it's okay to be a little timid. In these three realms, we are just slightly stronger ants."

"Enjoy yourself being the overlord of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. If you go out and have fun, even the spit of the gods and Buddhas in the sky can drown you."

"Let's go back and have some tea."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath and ignored the Heavenly Spirit Demon Saint, but walked towards the thirteen top demon kings.

"Count the casualties this time and report to me later."

"In addition, spread the news of the defeat of the Shiwan Mountains as soon as possible, so that the entire Three Realms know about it."

"Well, there should be another messenger from heaven coming soon. Don't stop him when the time comes. Just let him come to find me."

"The affairs of the market cannot be delayed. The Shiwan Mountains must be fully implemented."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

At this moment, I am truly convinced by the call of Your Majesty!
They saw the battle clearly, the Heavenly Spirit Demon Saint was really...

Well, Your Majesty is different. He fought with that great god for tens of thousands of rounds. If it weren’t for the unfavorable weapons in his hands, he might have won this time.

With a monarch like this, the Shiwan Mountains may become a powerful demon clan in the future! (End of this chapter)