The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The magic sound of the ringing ring calmed down again, and the suppressed flow rate of time and space also returned to normal at this time, and the troll slammed the huge battle axe he was waving to the ground with a "bang", splitting a deep crack in the earth. .

Daoist Burning Lamp and others all let out a sigh of relief, then raised their heads in unison and looked at the troll general's shoulder.

In front of Nether Star, Nezha, who was 490 feet on the hot wheel, was reaching out and piercing the fire-pointed spear in his hand, and the spear half penetrated Nether Star's chest.

Seeing Nezha's fire-pointed spear pierced Nether Star's chest, Daoist Burning Lamp and the others immediately showed a look of surprise on their faces.

"Success?"

"How...how could you..."

At this moment, Nezha's chest was pierced by a fire-pointed spear until the Netherworld star behind him was extremely pale, looking at Nezha with some surprise and panic in his eyes and stammered.

At his chest, crimson blood was continuously flowing out from the fire-pointed gun, and the breath containing the magic trick dripped from the sky. It fell on the troll's shoulder and was burned by the black magic flames and issued a "Zizi" "the sound of.

Nezha snorted coldly, looking at Netherworld Xing who was stabbed by himself, bending his elbow directly, the fire-pointed spear that pierced Netherworld Xing's chest was immediately retracted from the wound.

With a muffled "puchi", Netherworld Xing let out a painful groan, and a large hole large enough to see Netherworld Xing's back was exposed in the chest. It was bloody and terrifying. Black demonic energy poured out from Nether Star's body.

Nether Pluto clutched his pierced chest and slowly knelt on the shoulder of the troll general with a very painful expression on his face.

"(bfeb) How is this possible, so easily..."

The seven orifices of Netherworld began to ooze black demon blood. He looked up at Nezha, and Netherworld finally twitched and fell from the troll general's shoulder.

In the process of falling, Netherworld's body had already disintegrated into black magic energy, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Nezha watched Netherworld collapse and fell, with a smile on his face, and saw that he shook the fire-pointed spear in his hand, and the demon blood stained on it immediately turned into nothingness.

"It's just a devil, it's not obediently defeated by me now, hum..."

Nezha took the fire-pointed spear with a pestle, stood proudly on the troll general's skeleton, and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, the ring on Nezha's wrist shook again, making a series of crisp and pleasant sounds.

Nezha was wondering that he did not drive the ring, but suddenly found that in the melodious sound, his spirit began to trance.

"Wake up, Nezha, wake up..."

As if from the distant void, the voices of others calling him came, and Nezha became even more puzzled. ."

Chapter [-] Illusion Space

Nezha frowned and looked in the direction of Daoist Ran Deng and the others below the battlefield, but was shocked to find an incredible scene.

No matter if it was Daoist Burning Lamp, Lei Zhenzi or his own father, the originally clearly visible figure turned into a blur at this moment, as if it was a rippled water surface, and even the space was slightly folded together.

Nezha was shocked, and then raised his head to look at the city where the Western Zhou army was stationed in the distance. He also found that the towering city that should have been located in the distance was now gradually becoming hazy in his eyes, and it looked distant. out of reach.

"what on earth is it!"

Nezha clenched the fire-pointed spear tightly in his hand, stared wide-eyed at the strange changes in the world around him, and was at a loss.

After all, Nezha is still only a young child. If he is holding a weapon to fight the enemy, Nezha will not be afraid, but now the incredible scene really shocked Nezha's heart-.

Daoist Ran Deng and Li Jing and the others were still calling out to him, but the Daoist Ran Deng and others who were on the battlefield didn't call Nezha at all, and even their figures were almost invisible now. Almost blurred into black shadows.

Nezha's little face was pale, but he didn't understand what happened at this time.

He has already shot through Netherworld Xing's chest and killed Netherworld Xingxing under the fire-pointed spear. This is what Nezha has seen with his own eyes. Even Netherworld Xing's body has long since turned into nothingness, so how could it be possible? To activate such a magical power after the death of the body?

Moreover, the figures of the classmates in the distance began to gradually freeze under the folding of the space, and then their faces and bodies became blurred, until finally, in front of Nezha, the entire battlefield's vision became blurred, as if Quirky shade of black.

"Nezha, wake up..."

"Nezha... This is an illusion!"

In his ears, the voice that seemed to come from an unknown distant place finally became clear.

After hearing the shouts of Daoist Ran Deng and Li Jing and others, Nezha, who was still a little flustered just now, suddenly widened his eyes, and the two beams were full of light. · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·

"Illusion?"

When he heard these two words, Nezha finally woke up like a dream and woke up from the incredible scene in front of him.

It turned out that he hadn't really killed Netherworld at all!

Nezha lowered his head and saw that he was stepping on the shoulder of the troll general's skeleton, and a smile appeared on his face. .. . 0

I saw Nezha raised his hand, and then shook his wrist a few times, and the ring on his wrist also shook, and a series of crisp and pleasant sounds came from it.

With the sound of this innate treasure resounding between heaven and earth, a purple light visible to the naked eye also spread from Nezha's wrist in all directions.

Under the suppression of Innate Treasure's magical powers, the space that was constantly fluctuating and folded finally stabilized again under the impact of sound waves.

It's just that as the entire space began to be spread by the sound waves, the pictures that had become blurred and frozen in front of Nezha's eyes all made a "click, click" sound, and then shattered into nothingness and disappeared in front of Nezha.again."

Chapter [-]: Demon's Phantom

Whether it was Daoist Burning Lamp or his own father, everyone disappeared in front of Nezha, but Nezha didn't feel flustered at all at this time.

Everything in front of you is just an illusion.

No wonder Nezha was able to pierce Nether Star's chest with a gun so easily, and Nether Star died directly under Nezha's fire-pointed gun without even having a chance to fight backhand.

All of this is just deliberately done by the "four seven three" Netherworld star, so after the Netherworld star falls and "death disappears", the troll around him, made up of huge skeletons, will still not disappear. .

"Break this illusion for me!"

Nezha raised his arm high, shook the ring on his wrist, and rang out a series of pleasant bells.