The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

A blood man was thrown out of the shifting formation, and'lotus roots' falling from him were scattered beside him.

The few newcomers who had never seen such a battle suddenly stopped practicing and stared at Nezha's figure.

Jin Zha even ran over quickly, holding his brother's comatose body. He, who has been cultivating for a long time, is also blushing.

"Why are you... Why are you?"

"Quickly, feed him the pill," Deng Chanyu tremblingly said, and Nezha, who is also a good friend, was really panicked at this time, lest Nezha's life would be in danger.

The mirage dragon was also a little unable to calm down at this time, watching the blood man in Jin Zha's arms, and after thinking about it, he decided to discuss with Ne Zha's master.

Nezha is Yang Jian's younger brother, and Yang Jian has also especially told him to take care of him.

If this is really ‘trained to death’, there’s no way Yang Jian can explain it.

Without much delay, the mirage dragon contacted the only saint here, and naturally he was the Master Tongtian who polished his sword practice trial. ——Because within the Chaos Clock, Mirage also has a lot of inconveniences to contact the outside world.

After hearing the news, the Lord Tongtian looked at the situation in the twenty-fourth pass and frowned slightly.

"The Dao mind is paranoid because it is unwise; it is not clear to be eager for success."

The Lord Tongtian said in a low voice, his voice turned, and he groaned a few times with his hands.

Mirage Long said: "This Nezha was told by Daoist Yang Jian before and asked me to take special care of him. Or, let him go for a while? Maybe he became enlightened because of victory, and then he cultivated the path smoothly. "

"No," the leader of Tongtian shook his head suddenly, "that is just harming him, not helping him."

The mirage was a little bit hesitant to speak, and the old man could not bear to witness Nezha struggle dozens of times.

Master Tongtian said: "Never mind, I am here to see what he is doing. If I can help him stay on the ground, I will not be stingy and practice cultivation."

"good."

The mirage breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly, two futons slowly appeared behind them.

The Master Tongtian raised his Taoist robe, and sat down with the mirage dragon. Then he closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for Nezha to heal his injuries and rushed through the barrier.

Although there are rules set by Tianyan Daozi in the place of sword testing, no one can freely discuss how to break through the barriers or help others to practice, but it is okay to take care of them if they are seriously injured.

It can also enhance the relationship between these prevalent new stars.

Nezha's appearance was a bit miserable. With the help of Deng Chanyu and Liuya, the pill was applied externally and internally, and it was quickly wrapped into zongzi and carried to the corner.

Jin Zha kept guarding every step of the way. He had already made a decision, even if he violated the local rules, he would hold back his third brother when Ne Zha was about to go through the barrier before he recovered.

The eldest brother Dudao is like a father, and his eldest brother must also show the majesty of the eldest brother.

However, when Ne Zha stood up again the next day, Jin Zha still failed to stop him from moving forward.

Without him, Jin Zha was not his third brother's opponent at all, and he was hit by the fire-tip spear on his forehead as soon as he met him; even if he tried to persuade him, Nezha would not retreat at all.

Repeated this several times, half a month passed by.

Master Tongtian just stared at Nezha without a single glance, but Mirage was thinking about how he could help this little baby.

When Ne Zha was about to step into the movement formation before his injury recovered again, he forced Jin Zha back, but was stopped by two fairies.

Deng Chanyu stared at her apricot eyes, in a posture of cursing others; Nezha had always had divine eyes, but now she avoided Deng Chanyu's gaze and turned her head away.

"Step aside……"

"Can't you wait for your injury to heal before going to the battle?" Deng Chanyu asked softly.

Nezha frowned slightly, and the long hair that had been **** hangs down, making him less childish, "Just take care of yourself, don't care about me."

"You and I work together, how can I see you ruining my life like this."

"My life is mine!" Nezha growled, "I am dying here, and that is my own business! What does it have to do with you!"

"What are you fierce!" Liuya stood by. She was not from a famous disciple. When she was a child, she bluffed and cheated with her teacher father, and she whispered softly in front of Yang Jian. After entering the Wa Palace, she learned to be virtuous and virtuous. .

She glared at Nezha, and cursed directly: "Persuade you with good intentions, you just don’t appreciate it, and you still yell at Chan Yu! You are still Yang Jian’s most optimistic junior, now you are like this, really not at all. The demeanor of a Taoist disciple!"

There was a little pain in Nezha's eyes, and a burst of spiritual energy poured out of his body, pushing the two fairies directly away.

"Don't stop me!"

Deng Chanyu took a breath and whispered: "How long will you be willful?"

"Huh!" Nezha snorted, and he was about to move forward. Deng Chanyu wanted to grab his arm, but was blocked by the rhyme that shook out from Nezha's arm.

Instead, Liu Ya grabbed Deng Chanyu, "Let him go, his Daoist heart is already crazy, and no one can listen."

"Nezha!" Deng Chanyu shouted from behind, "Are you really going to die here in vain? Think about your master, think about your brother! We can practice safely here because they desperately fight with the strongest in exchange for a tie. Yes! You are ruining your own life like this, you might as well go out and get some of the strongest men on the road together!"

"Daoist, Taoist..."

Jin Zhan stood in front of Deng Chanyu, for fear that Deng Chanyu's words would stimulate his third brother.

Nezha stopped at the edge of the formation, and his body trembled slightly.

Brother...

Then he continued to move forward and stepped into the circle.

The shifting array flickered, and Nezha's figure disappeared again.

"Oh," Mirage Long Kongwu's expression was a bit complicated, but he still followed Nezha's cultivation realm at this time, and recruited the corresponding Phantom Demon.

Supernatural powers, realms, and treasures are almost the same as when Nezha first broke this level.

Master Tongtian shook his head slightly, somewhat disappointed; he naturally appreciates Nezha's perseverance, but such a persistent disciple is too easy to find himself in trouble.

Although the doctrines of "Jiejiao" do not have any kind, the Master of Tongtian treats his disciples equally, and he has never been biased in teaching, teaching, and solving puzzles. However, most of his disciples' achievements in the future can still be seen at a glance of.

"Daoist, it's better to call him secretly." Mirage Long Kongwu made a little suggestion.

Master Tongtian sighed: "The heart demon is also the experience of the Dao heart. If you don't need external assistance, you will always fall behind, contrary to the original intention of this place to test the sword."

"That's right... nothing, let's see if he can find his own chance and see his own variables."

The mirage seems to have let go of some kind of worry, after all, Nezha's master uncle said so, and he is not easy to say much to an outsider.

In the twenty-fifth level, there was nothing new in the battle, Nezha struggled to the last trace of immortal power, and lay down there weakly.

Mo Sha did not come up to make up the knife, but was waiting for Nezha to stand up; if Nezha could not stand up within half a cup of tea, he would be sent back to the 24th level. ——This is already the special care given to Nezha by Mirage Dragon. Most of the others who failed to break through the barriers were directly knocked out and thrown out.

Nezha lay there, really only a few minutes away from his death, quietly feeling his own powerlessness and weakness at this time.

Why should the waste live? Don’t you live to be a shame to your master, brother, and parents...

Since it is trash, just die here.

Nezha smiled at himself, his eyelids slowly falling, the heartstring that had been strained, and was struggling with countless serious injuries and dying, now relaxed a little.

At this moment, the mirage dragon had stood up, and the Master Tongtian was also ready to take action.

No matter what, you can't let Nezha really die here.

As the saying goes, grief is no greater than death. For monks in such a realm, especially when Ne Zha is seriously injured at this time, it is not impossible for Dao Xin to die.

He really shouldn't be able to hold it...

His eyes slowly closed, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Nezha's mouth, and his consciousness had begun to fade.

Brother...

In a daze, Nezha seemed to see Yang Jian's figure; I don't know when he started, he could only look at the figure of the senior, and could not walk side by side with him.

The brother is fighting with people, holding the snow white sharp gun, and is constantly fighting with a vague figure.

Nezha, who was about to put out his heart, was stunned for a moment... This was just a slight fluctuation in his emotions, because what he saw at this time was not any picture he had ever had in his memory.

As far as Yang Jian's fighting techniques he has seen are all engraved in his heart, it is impossible to remember wrong...

"what?"

Outside the Chaos Clock, Daozi Tianyan gave a soft sigh, staring at the big clock on the side.

On the wall of the Chaos Clock, there are several patterns that flicker lightly, which seems to indicate something.

Inside the Chaos Clock, a place to try the sword.

Are brothers fighting against people?

"Master...Brother..."

Nezha whispered, his eyes moistened somehow.

The Lord Tongtian and Mirage Dragon, who were about to shoot, couldn't help but look at each other, and Nezha's eyes came back to life.

The evil spirit raised his hand, and the mirage dragon forced the evil spirit phantom to slow down, giving Nezha another chance.

Somewhere in the Chaos Sea, Yang Jian, who was indistinguishable from Xun Mo, suddenly acted, and heard a very faint call inexplicably.

Who?

Dao Xin was slightly throbbing, and Yang Jian couldn't help being a little distracted; and he and Xu Mo were in a battle at this time, but this slight distraction was caught by Xu Mo, and the sky full of palm shadows crashed down, hundreds of almost The huge palms that overlapped completely engulfed Yang Jian's figure!

The chaotic clock trembled slightly, and the light of those simple patterns dimmed.

In the place of the sword test in the Chaos Clock, Ne Zha suddenly opened his eyes.

Brother is in danger!

Yes, maybe I saw what happened in the future when he was still alive. The brother was losing to a strong enemy. He was fighting alone, and no one could support him.

What about yourself?

What is it to wait for death here?

‘Do you really want to die here for nothing? Deng Chanyu's interrogation sounded from the bottom of his heart, and then turned into a Hongzhong drum, stirring in his Dao heart.

Eternal hardship and only death, this is just escape, this is just cowardice and willfulness!

"I'm going...to help him in the future war..."

Nezha gritted his teeth, he was supposed to be unable to move, but he was supposed to be powerless, his body began to tremble violently.

I want to be able to help seniors deal with those powerful enemies.

I want to protect Master, I want to help Senior Brother!

Obviously I was so close to the brother, and I was the one who should fight side by side with the brother, and it was obvious that I could become the person that the brother can trust.

Since it is unwilling, since it is unwilling!

"Eternally empty, where is the road!"

The figure with a disheveled body covered in blood, and even incomplete limbs at the moment, let out a hoarse shout!

"Where is my way! Where is the way! Where is it!"

A flame ignited in front of Nezha's chest, like a lotus flower, and like a white jade!

Firing spear, hot wheel, universe...

The Yiying Lingbao scattered around the large array trembled at the same time, and then seemed to be attracted by the flame, and flew away by itself, gathering in front of Nezha~www.readwn.com~ An arm with half of its muscles scraped off. Lifting up, the slightly trembling hand grabbed the fire-tip spear.

The fire lotus on his chest suddenly soared, and his whole person seemed to be instantly turned into ashes!

But when the flames converged, a translucent white jade lotus slowly circulated, a shadow of a jade pond appeared around, and a burst of spiritual energy rushed to the jade lotus like substance.

At the root of the white jade lotus, a small spiritual stone, shining lightly, merged into the lotus stem, slowly rising, as if going to the top bud.

This change is only between the electric light and flint, the evil spirit on the side has already rushed up with a roar, but the white lotus swayed gently, and a lotus leaf gently floated out of the pool. It was several feet wide, wrapping the evil spirit directly without Flew out with effort.

The evil spirit couldn't struggle and fell to the ground in a daze.

"Don't look at me, I really didn't release the water."

The mirage shook his head for a while, and stared at it with Tongtian Hierarch.