Nezha said he wanted to break the formation, and he was the first to enter the Ten Absolute Formation. There was really a rustling cold fog and a stern whistle and stern wind inside.

Nezha Qingchen, the pure body, is extraordinary and does not touch the dirt in the array. She stepped on the Wind and Hot Wheel, carried a fire-tip gun in her hand, and was floating on her shoulders, and was eager to try.

"The heaven and earth are three inches in a row, and it is even harder to guess the mystery in the mystery; if a god meets the heavenly formation, his limbs will turn into ashes in an instant." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit appeared in a song.

She was also sincerely amazed by Nezha's state of impeccableness.

"Nezha, I know that you have cut off relations with the Li family and have no feelings for the Ten Thousand Immortal Dynasty. They have forced you to unite with mortals, which is really a disgrace to God's name. Why do you stand up for these people who regard you as tools?"

Nezha curled his lips: "Don't talk nonsense. If you break your formation, I will have nothing to do with them anymore."

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit understood and sighed: "The disciples of Taiyi Zhenren will also be threatened."

"Stop talking." Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheel, and stabbed the gun.

It is said that the gun is like a dragon, but Nezha's gun is surrounded by spiritual energy, and the dragon roars, as if countless dragon clans have become dead souls under the gun.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit took out her weapons with both hands, which was the Fire Axe.

First, he threw it, and the fire axe with his left hand hit the fire spear, and a spark was emitted. Then, he fled to his eyes and hooked the fire axe with his right hand.

Nezha was caught off guard and a bloody wound was cut out on her arm. Fortunately, her impure body was instantly healed by spiritual energy.

"The body of Wudi is said to ignore the magical powers of souls and spirits, and its body is pure and flawless, without flaws, there will be no wounds." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit moved: "What kind of magical power can actually make you refine this innate spiritual body."

Nezha, the girl didn't talk nonsense, and the fire-sharp gun once again drew a destiny.

The hot wheel under his feet was as fast as the wind, and the fire-tip gun in his hand also cooperated to launch a dazzling offensive, which was the desolate fire that was turbulent.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit set up a fire axe with both hands, constantly blocking the beacon fire with her defensive posture. At the same time, the Big Red Clothes of Bagua is also a defensive magic weapon, which shines the flames of Bagua seal on her body.

The momentum of beacon fire spreading prairie was absorbed by the Bagua seal. This lightly moved the lotus step, the other lightly moved the red flame, the lightly moved the lotus step, the five colors of gold were traversed, and the muskets and beacons were connected to the sky.

Turning around the red flame, the fire axe causes the dragon to swing its tail, and rotates the Bagua.

The two of them are both in the ancient divine realm, one is the pure spirit body and the other is the Eight Trigrams Heavenly Jue. After a hundred rounds, they can't decide the outcome even if they use countless destinies.

"Huantian Ling." Seeing this, Nezha's gun trembled and his shoulder sank.

Huntian Ling grabbed the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, like a flying red python about to storm the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is not to be outdone, "Hunyuan Hammer."

She threw out a magic weapon, and the Hunyuan Hammer blew the stern whirlwind and the Huntian Ling Fierce Fire Wind hammer.

The fishy fire tangled, and another hundred rounds.

"Hehe, you have some skills." Nezha retreated and temporarily suspended the attack.

"You are a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, and I am the master of Daobao. I am also a disciple of the Tenth Patriarch. It is difficult to decide the outcome." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit smiled slightly, her eyes were evil, and flames flowed out.

Thunder and lightning in the formation, tragic wind and mist. Originally, when others entered this formation, they would shake into dust when they heard the thunder. Even the name of the gods would be shaken so that the true spirit would leave the body, and the soul would be unconscious, and they would not know the world and the earth, and they would be easily strangled.

But Nezha had the pure spirit body, and the Tianjue Formation could not do anything to her. The thunder and sorrow, the sad wind, the misty clouds and mist could not affect Nezha's mind at all. It was really a pure body as rumored, with dust and dust, and the energy of heaven and earth, pure and free.

The two of them fought a thousand words to use all the means to eliminate the destiny of the Hong-level Heaven.

"As a disciple of the Taoist Taoist, you should be loyal to the Jie Sect. Humph, but you collude with the West to destroy the foundation of your self-education. Don't compare this great god with a villain like you." Nezha said disdainfully.

"I am following the number of days, you don't understand." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit replied lightly.

Nezha smiled with a sneer and then shot out a Hong-level "Haoyang Zhenyu"

The fire-sharp gun light drifted out countless auras. These auras covered the formation. The gun light was originally far away, but only a little.

But in the blink of an eye, it was as big as the sun.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit transformed a white banner from her hand, and she turned several times in a row, and the Tianjue formation showed its power.

Although the Tianjue Formation cannot do anything to Nezha's innate spiritual body, it can break the Hongzhe level more than enough.

The white light hangs upside down, and the heavenly formation is based on the three talents of heaven, earth, and man, and combines into one qi. In a flash, countless white qi wraps the Haori, breaking the Nezha Hongzha step completely.

Nezha was not in a hurry. Her Hongjie had no intention of taking down the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. With a thought, the subsequent innate magic weapon was the killer weapon.

Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!

The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover flashed in the void and covered the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Nezha activated the Divine Fire Cover without hesitation. The flames rose and the fiery fire was born. Nine fire dragons coiled around, flew up and down, sprayed flames on their mouths, and released a large number of Samadhi True Fire to burn the enemy and cremated their bodies. Even the ancient god name would be ashes.

"I am very familiar with Samadhi True Fire." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was covered by the Nine Dragon Divine Fire, and the surrounding space was blocked, and the void escape method could not escape.

"Then let you become more familiar with it." Nezha activated the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.

The woman was not panicked. She was already proficient in the art of fire and knew the true fire of Samadhi, and she was perfect in using it.

Nine fire dragons that spewed out Samadhi true fire swept through the cover, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit also sacrificed an innate magic weapon, a gorgeous head crown with golden glow.

Golden Xiaguan!

This magic weapon is carried on the head, and there will be thousands of rays of light, showing 15 or 16 feet of golden light, covering the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

No matter how the nine ancient fire dragons spit out, they can't touch her at all.

"Fortunately, my master also has many magic weapons." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit chuckled.

Seeing that the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover was defeated by the Golden Glow Crown, Nezha had no choice but to wait for a hurry, when a bead in his arms suddenly flashed.

Nezha thought this was a good time, so the Tongtian Dinghai Pearl was sacrificed immediately. The beads shone brightly, and the smile of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit disappeared.

"Don't do stupid things!"

boom.

The bead burst out with terrifying power, the entire space was distorted, and a huge explosion sounded in the array. But not only that, the Tongtian Dinghai Pearl actually wanted to suck out all Nezha's true spirit into the explosion energy.

The heavens collapse!

Su Shi and Su Wanyue entered the last red sand formation.

The formation looks like red sand, with sharp blades on its body, not knowing the sky above, not the earth below, not the people at the middle. If a person, the immortal rushed into this formation, the wind and thunder were in trouble, and the flying sand hurt people, and the bones were immediately turned into powder. Even if there were gods and Buddhas, they could not escape from this.

It is Su Che to guard the formation.

One of the three Su Sus, Su Shi was known as a literary master in the world. Su Che's reputation was also called a literary master in the shadow of Su Shi.

All the cars in the world are in the way.

Simple but steady, indispensable.

As Su Che, who was an official in history to save his brother, even though he gave birth to this generation of star names, he inherited the excellent virtues of wanting to protect his sister.

She knew that Su Shi would join the formation in the last time and chose the last red sand formation.

"Sister." Su Che's beauty is not as beautiful as his sister, but it also has a quiet and classical nature with a vast ocean.

The other demons and immortals were fighting, and the two sisters were still looking at each other silently.

The sisters didn't say a word and had a clear understanding.

"I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away. Sister, your water tune song is really amazing. Congratulations to sister." Su Che smiled slightly.

"Zhe, you know Wanyue will not hurt you." Su Shi and Su Wanyue said tenderly.

Su Che smiled and said, "Didn't Che think so?"

"Sister, you and I practice meditation and also know that Western teachings can save the world and give all living beings a bliss."

The sound of the stream is a long tongue, and the scenery of the mountain is not a pure body. Eighty-four thousand verses come at night, how can you say it like a human being in the future? My sister clearly remembers it in her heart, so why should she stop it?"

"Isn't it better to have more choices between the two religions together to give sentient beings?" Su Che asked sadly.

Su Shi was speechless, and she agreed to Su Che's words.

"Heaven and earth are the opposite journey of all things, time is the passerby of hundreds of generations... It is still a poet and fairy. Although Wanyue is like a journey of life, I am also a traveler, but I am just like a figure and not like a spirit." Su Shi said: "That's it." She didn't want to break the formation, nor did she want to persuade her sister.

She knew that Xingming had his own way and perseverance in his heart, and perseverance was meaningless.

Su Che said: "It is better to do this if Zhe knows that his sister is in a difficult position. My sister writes a poem. If my sister can break it, she will no longer guard this formation."

"Wanyue wants to listen to it." Su Shi nodded.

Su Zhe closed his hands together, and a large wheel mark appeared in the air, stacking four layers like a ring.

The first halo. "Year-Li Wind Rotation"

The handprints rolled like a wheel, and were placed on Su Shi. It was obvious that Su Che's realm has become much higher these days.

Su Shi thought, "Don't listen to the sound of leaves hitting through the forest."

The sound of the wind wheel disappeared in her ears.

Su Zhe's next sentence "The moon in the sea of ​​Zen" followed one after another. Her people were approaching Su Shi, and the numerous seals tried to trap Su Shi.

But what about Su Shi's next sentence? Why not sing and whistle and walk slowly, and move slowly to get rid of Su Che's seal.

Promote by normal behavior!

Su Zhe approached, and the four-level magic seal turned into nine levels of circulation and generated nine vortexes of nothingness, trying to absorb and crush Su Shi's magic power.

She also gave her all. This poem is not just about asking for advice, but about venting her talent and knowledge of living under the reputation of the world's literary giants.

The world's literary master is the world's literary master after all.

Su Shi's bamboo sticks and straw shoes were lighter than horses. A green light came out of his hand like a bamboo stick to push away the whirlpool, and his steps were agile and light breeze to avoid the nine magic seals.
To be continued...