It doesn't matter whether there is a family leave or not.

The spatial shock caused by the collapse of the mountains and seas is like a turbulent flow. It does not mean that if they happened to stand together at that time, and if they were not dead afterwards, they would definitely appear in the same "small world of fragments".

It's just a little higher probability.

The current situation, if nothing unexpected happens, Red Boy and Princess Iron Fan are reunited, and maybe there is also Bull Demon King.

The strong wind stopped, and Tang Luo turned around in the air and landed steadily.

"Holy monk, don't be safe."

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded from behind. Tang Luo turned around and saw a woman in a palace dress, beautiful and handsome, who was as good as a female Bodhisattva.

However, there is a little evil spirit between the eyebrows, as if there is or not.

"Madam Niu." Tang Luo smiled, took out the Xuanbian, thought for a while, and turned into the Xuanbian sword, raised his hand and stabbed it out with a sword.

Princess Iron Fan was shocked and two swords were placed in front of her.

A crisp "ding" sound.

The body retreated sharply, and Princess Iron Fan barely blocked Tang Luo's sword, but her hands were hanging beside her, trembling slightly, and she could hardly hold the two swords in her hand.

"Long time no see, Mrs. Niu still has the same style."

Tang Luo walked over slowly with the mysterious sword.

"you……"

Princess Iron Fan put away her swords and took out the banana fan. The evil spirit between her eyebrows was completely revealed.

The gorgeous palace outfit on her body also turned into armor, a full Rakshasa woman.

"Come on, let's fight first, and then chat slowly when the fight." Tang Luo said with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't hurt much, and I won't kill you."

Another place.

Nezha controlled the black lotus and stabilized: "What are you doing?"

In front of him, there was also a man, a child who looked about the same age as him, seven or eight years old.

He was dressed in red, which looked a bit similar to Nezha at first glance.

But he is more rounder than Nezha, with his red hair jumping like a flame.

He did not wear a golden hoop on his body. When he entered this mission world, he had already been sacrificed by Tang Luo and the others.

"Shancai." Nezha said.

Red Boy's face was cold, without any childish innocence, and a little gloomy. He held the fire-sharp gun in one hand and pointed it at Nezha: "Come on, fight!"

"Looking at me, do you seem to be able to fight?" Nezha said, mockingly.

"If I guess correctly, you are controlling the gift of the gods behind you, I don't believe that you only have that ridiculous toy mecha." Red Boy said, "If you don't fight, you will die."

"Ha." Nezha laughed, "Little kid, you are very arrogant."

As he said that, Nezha's body slowly floated up from the black lotus.

The expression on his face showed a hint of pain, and you could see a layer of black air permeating, and the black lines climbed up his cheeks, revealing a strange feeling.

The originally lost lower body has grown again.

However, it is not normal growth, but black limbs grow.

And it covered the whole body upward, forming a majestic black armor and a black gun.

Huntian Ling walked around her arms and floated behind her.

Nezha's breath surged: "There is not much time, half a stick of incense stick, 80% of its strength, little devil, don't die later."

This is Nezha's last trump card, which is different from the Invincible God of War used to control.

The special materials used are completely connected to Nezha's body, and obsidian is used as the source of power.

Nezha can exert 80% of his strength under normal circumstances.

However, the time is very short, and it is not a problem of obsidian consumption.

It is because obsidian is toxic. The lines on Nezha's face are not the attack of his second-year illness, but the appearance of the poison.

Nezha used the incarnation of a lotus to support half a stick of incense. After this time, the toxins will gradually erode his body.

With his serious injury, the longer the time, the more he accumulates and is difficult to return, and he will die in the end.

Unless there are any treasures of heaven and earth, or magic medicines that suppress them to remove the poison of obsidian.

Red Boy's face was still cold, and his right hand shrank and stretched out, and the fire-tip gun in his hand crossed the distance between the two and appeared in front of Nezha.

Nezha competed against each other, and raising his hand was also a shot.

The tip of the gun collided, and ripples spread out.

The red boy's hand suddenly had blue veins, and the tiger's mouth became numb. The collision almost made him lose his fire spear.

Nezha turned his black gun, and the tip of the gun turned like a cone, and he sent it forward again.

There was a crisp sound, and the head of the fire-tip gun was raised high and almost knocked away.

Red Boy couldn't help but lean back.

Nezha got the initiative, without any hesitation. When his wrist trembled, the spear head was like a blooming flower, pointing to the red boy's head, limbs, chest, and seven parts.

When it comes to close combat gun skills, Red Boy, who is also good at using guns, is really a little devil in front of Nezha.

Besides, Red Boy seems to be a bit tough on the outside but fucking.

But the magical magic that Red Boy really fears is not his fire-tip spear, but Samadhi True Fire!

I saw the Red Boy leaning back, closing his mouth, bulging his cheeks, and spreading his nose.

Black smoke gushed out of his nostrils instantly!

The thick smoke was covered with the scorching high temperature, and everything around him instantly enveloped him, including himself and Nezha in front of him.

Nezha's spear tip was naturally empty, and his eyes narrowed.

The high temperature around him could not hurt him, but the thick smoke made Nezha feel uncomfortable and could hardly "see" anything.

This vision is not only invisible to the eyes, but also invisible pain.

Back then, Sun Wukong was also quite embarrassed by the smoke of Samadhi True Fire.

Nezha Lotus Incarnation has little impact, but it has also fallen into a passive state.

"So quickly and quickly!"

He grabbed the Huntian Ling floating on his left hand, and Nezha swung suddenly, and the red Huntian Ling flew all over the sky, woven into a net, covering his side.

But I didn't meet anyone.

"Hmm?" Nezha was a little confused, and shook again. Huntian Ling flew again, covering almost all the space beside her.

The black smoke is full of red shadows.

But I didn't meet Red Boy at this moment. Not only did the expected attack not come, but even Red Boy was not found.

"Hide?"

Nezha frowned, turned his wrist twice, took back Huntian Ling and wrapped it in his hand, and threw the gun in his hand into the air.

The black gun suddenly turned into thousands of miles, surrounding Nezha's side.

He didn't care where Red Boy was hiding, so he found a direction and flew away in an instant. In the surrounding area, the black gun was like a raindrop meteor, and his whole body turned into dangerous weapons.

The black smoke from Samadhi True Fire surged, as if it was about to keep up with Nezha, but the speed was not fast enough.

After a while, black smoke rolled, Nezha rushed out of the black smoke and looked around. There was no Red Boy's figure.

After he spewed out black smoke to trap Nezha, he actually ran away?

"Little devil!"

Nezha gritted his teeth, and the little devil actually tricked him, and immediately became windy under his feet and flew in one direction.

"Mrs. Niu."

Tang Luo stood condescendingly, looking at Princess Iron Fan, who was kneeling in front of her, with her hair slightly scattered and panting.

Tang Luo stepped on the ground.

The surrounding land was filled with ditches, but it was full of water vapor. Tang Luo's hair had water droplets condensed and slowly dripped to the ground.

That was the water vapor fanned out from the banana fan.

When necessary, it can be as heavy as a mountain, but still cannot suppress Tang Luo.

"What do you and Hongboer want to do?" Tang Luo's mysterious transformation had already been put away, his hands were empty, and he asked as he looked at Princess Iron Fan.

Although Princess Iron Fan was not injured, she was exhausted from the battle just now.

Although the demon monk in front of him said, "It won't hurt, nor will he kill her", every move and every blow made Princess Iron Fan feel a life-and-death crisis.

The breath of death almost became substantial and surrounded by her side.
To be continued...