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Chapter 57 Shuanglian
Nezha grasped the dragon's tendons casted by the source of fire, and his hands were warm and moist, not too hot.

Move the right arm slowly, tearing it outward.

"Drink!" Nezha stabbed the fire-pointed spear into Chilong's body again, piercing extremely deep.

The red dragon just trembled, and then began to howl and struggle crazily, and a black hole of nothingness began to appear in the flames, which was a precursor to collapse.

The fire-pointed spear swam on the back of the red dragon, and the dragon scales made of a lot of flames began to peel off; it began to struggle more and more painfully, roaring loudly above the sea area, and the flames all over its body exploded, forming a vacuum of hell of fire, and There were clouds and mist rising beside him, mixed with lightning and thunder. Seeing this scene, Nezha felt a little surprised.

The rising wind and clouds, followed by lightning and thunder, are the symbols of real dragons; could it be that the spirits in the hood of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire are the souls of nine real dragons?

But there was no time to think about this problem at this time, the fire pointed spear drew a dangerous arc, and opened a shocking wound on Chilong's back.

In the depths of the wound, in the magma-like fiery blood, the crystal dragon's tendons were constantly wriggling; the red dragon kept roaring angrily, shaking the flame tail and flapping, the sound was astonishing, but it was of no avail.

Nezha was standing on top of its head, and Huntian Ling was swaying in the strong wind. He tightly grasped the top of the dragon's tendon, let out a loud shout and started exerting strength!
Countless dragon scales peeled off, and a large amount of flame blood splashed down towards the mountain below; the red dragon convulsed violently, like a snake whose head had been cut off.

struggle, pain.

Fireworks flew, and the dragon tendon completely left its body.

The red dragon froze suddenly, the violent flames on his body collapsed into nothingness, the dazzling light gradually faded away, and the divine light in the eyes made of flames had already faded away. It is a weapon spirit, but it will also die.

If the source is taken away, even the spirit body cannot continue to survive.

"Kaba...Kaba..." It was the tiniest voice as if the world had just opened.

But to Taiyi's ears, the sound was no less than a thunderclap; he stared at the sky with a stiff neck; on the cover of the divine fire, one of the nine dragon bodies made of divine iron suddenly dimmed the divine light.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the fireworks dragon floating in the air for an unknown number of miles stopped suddenly, and then slowly fell downwards. The flames gradually extinguished halfway, turning into the purest vitality.

Completely wiped out.

"This pair of masters and apprentices are indeed absolutely terrifying guys..." Standing still a hundred miles away, Ao Guang was still shaken by the shocking momentum coming from that direction, "Don't say it's Taiyi who has been famous for a long time, Even this little baby is far better than me..."

"But just relying on this means, it may not be easy to defeat the long-famous Taiyi."

Nezha never thought that Taiyi would be defeated so easily by him, otherwise Taiyi would not be worthy of being called the most powerful existence among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

In fact, he has been suppressed since the beginning of the battle.

It takes a lot of strength to deal with one weapon spirit in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, but there are eight other spirits floating in the sky for the same weapon spirit.

This number makes people feel a little hopeless.

But Nezha looked at the sky still shrouded in flames, and said softly: "I will kill you all, believe me, I am really cruel..."

The remaining eight red dragons rushed up frantically.

Nezha fully drew the Qiankun bow with a very calm expression, and then let go of the bowstring.

A red dragon was shot through the head by a shocking arrow.

Another red dragon was crushed by the Qiankun circle.

In the ears, there are the dragon's roar and fury, and Nezha's figure jumps in the large sea of ​​flames, leaving heavy scars on the dragon.

Taiyi could no longer keep calm, Nezha's strength was beyond his imagination, he even killed a weapon spirit in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Barrier, if he continued to beat him, the entire magic weapon would probably be destroyed.

Although the violent sea of ​​flames could not cause any harm to Taiyi's body, it ignited his clothes.

With black and white long hair hanging behind him, Taiyi made decisions step by step, and his Taoist robe fluttered. He is the fairy god in this flame.

Whenever his footsteps fell, strange golden runes emerged from the flames.

One, one hundred, ten thousand, hundreds of thousands!

The golden runes all over the sky sealed off the world in front of him, turning it into a cage, where even the wind and rain and the vitality of the world could not enter or exit.

Seeing Nezha's incomparable bravery, defeating the fire dragons one by one, Taiyi sighed.

He knew that he had made a mistake, and he should have used his strongest power from the very beginning, not giving Nezha a chance to resist at all, otherwise the Kowloon Divine Fire Shield would not have been damaged so badly, but since he knew he had made a mistake, There is still time to correct.

Lifting his fingertips, Taiyi showed pity on his face, and he was drawing runes.

Every time you sketch, the pressure between heaven and earth becomes more intense.

As his movements became faster and faster, the sketched things gradually showed their outlines, outlined with golden lines, with petals opening and closing.

Taiyi is not sketching runes, he is drawing pictures!

Two lotus flowers appeared in his palm.

There is a large amount of true energy surging, helping the lotus to condense and form.

Nezha suddenly felt that a terrifying coercion below was gradually congealing, and this coercion was still rising. He waved his hand and smashed it on the head of a fire dragon, looking down sharply.

The two lotus flowers were originally flower buds, but under the surge of true energy, they slowly opened.

Nezha's pupils shrank sharply. For some reason, he felt an extreme crisis from the two lotus flowers, even comparable to the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Mask.

Never leave it wide open!
Holding the Qiankun Bow in hand, the Sky-shaking Arrow is on board again.

This is the last sky-shaking arrow. In the previous two attacks, it showed its unparalleled lethality.

This third time, can it shine again?
"No!" Nezha pulled the Qiankun bow to the full, but gritted his teeth and frowned: "I can't lock his position!"

This is a very strange feeling, Taiyi is standing there, but Nezha has a strong premonition that this arrow will never hit him.

In this blocked space, he seems to be able to change his position at any time.

Perhaps aware of Nezha's intentions, Taiyi smiled and ignored the ready-to-go Qiankun Bow at all, but stared at the two lotus flowers in his hand very intently, like a fanatical artist staring at the bow. with his best works.

The lotus blooms silently.

The petals are delicate and lovely, full of alternative beauty.

Taiyi lightly touched the base of the lotus with his fingertips, and they flew towards the sky lightly, without a trace of fireworks, extremely beautiful.

"Go! Let him see what is the foundation of thousands of years of practice..."

Guys, can you give me some advice?

(End of this chapter)