The sky was thundering, and sometimes the heat flashed blue lightning, red fire clouds, and Nezha Lei Zhenzi's figure kept flashing.

The eighteen Arhats appeared in a embarrassed figure, showing a fierce look on their faces, gritted their teeth, and snorted angrily, leaving in a panic, leaving the merciful Bodhisattva alone with Nezha Lei Zhenzi.

"Old nun, surrender quickly. What my master hates the most is you Buddhists, so I will spare you!" Nezha held a fire-sharp gun in his hand and stepped on the wind-warming wheel. He danced a gun flower and said mockingly to the compassionate Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva's face suddenly became angry and couldn't hide his anger. With Nezha's child-like appearance, he seemed to be insulted, his whole body was full of breath and his magic power increased dramatically.

The pure white water bottle in his hand was shining with golden light at this time, covering his body, solemn and solemn, folding his hands together, the Great Compassion Mantra in his mouth sounded, and a golden figure appeared behind him, with a blurred face.

As the magic power of the body of the great compassionate Bodhisattva continued to flow back into the phantom behind him, his face gradually became clear. Nezha's eyes condensed, and it turned out to be the virtual image of Saint Cunti, and anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"What a Buddhist. The saint will never interfere in the battle for the gods. He actually surrendered his clone, which is too much!" Nezha shouted angrily at the shadow of the Buddha in the sky and spread throughout the world.

The twelve golden immortals in the distance, the demon clan Lu Ya and others changed their faces suddenly. They stopped fighting and hurriedly looked into the distance, felt their own sense of oppression, and secretly cursed shamelessly in their hearts.

"This Buddhism is too shameless. It actually casts the appearance of a saint. Doesn't it mean that the saint has taken the initiative to break the contract? At that time, it will not be a fight between us, but a rise to the saint!" Guangchengzi looked at the virtual statue, looked panicked and shouted in surprise.

When the twelve golden immortals behind him heard this, their faces changed.

The saint lived in seclusion outside the heavens and no longer interfered in human affairs. Now the saint Cunti came down to the realm in advance. Although it was just a projection, the meaning contained in it was clear that it could not be clear.

"Declare war!"

"Senior brother, is Saint Zhunti trying to declare war?" Taiyi Zhenren looked pale and asked in disbelief as he looked at the phantom.

Guangchengzi was sweating coldly and nodded slowly.

As the phantom slowly condensed, the compassionate Bodhisattva looked as pale as paper. He respectfully bowed to the phantom behind him, stood aside, looking at Nezha and others coldly.

"Junior! If you don't care about your teacher Zhen Yuanzi's face, I will tear you into pieces and suppress the Beihai Sea Eye for thousands of years!" Zhunti looked cold and glanced at Nezha casually and said coldly.

Nezha's face was pale, and the void seemed to be constantly exerting force on him, forcibly oppressing him, trying to make him kneel on the ground.

"Old, old thief, shameless, just this little strength? Are you tickling me?" Nezha's face gradually became ferocious, he slowly raised his head, his face covered in blood, and his unruly expression in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

Zhunti raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. The clone itself is not strong, but its power is real pressure from a saint. When it is revealed, it can actually suppress Nezha. It is worthy of being the best among Zhen Yuanzi's disciples.

"It seems that Zhen Yuanzi is very ambitious. He actually lets you go on the path of becoming a saint in the body, and is about to cultivate three heads and six arms. If you don't care about you, you may become the first person under the saints of the Three Sects!" Zhunti said with a sneer.

When everyone in the distance heard this, they looked shocked. Unexpectedly, Nezha was unique and won the favor of two saints when she was born. She took the most difficult path to become a sanctified body.

What surprised everyone the most was Nezha’s current realm.

"Bang bang bang!"

Nezha's face turned red and he was no longer hiding. His arms were constantly squirming. Four arms emerged from the sky, twisting their heads, and two heads next to his neck appeared, his eyes shining. The fire-tip gun in his hand turned into several handles, and he held one of three arms each.

It floated in the air, like a god of war, and even more disrespectful gun pointed.

"Bald donkey, thank you very much. If it weren't for your compulsion, I wouldn't know that my three-headed and six-armed magical powers could be cultivated in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month!" Nezha's three heads spoke at the same time.

Zhunti's face looked ugly, a cold voice flashed in his eyes, and a Buddha's light condensed in his hands. Since this is the case, he would save Nezha all the Buddhist sects and become a Buddhist guardian.

"Namo Amitabha..."

The voice of Buddha resounded throughout the battlefield. Countless soldiers knelt on their faces with compassion and kept kneeling at Zhunti. The faces of the Jieshu people changed suddenly, and they hurriedly released the mysterious light of protecting their bodies and fought hard.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit, and Sanxiao hurriedly released their magic power to protect Ji Fa and others. Everyone also woke up from the craze, carrying the phantom of Buddha who was afraid of looking like the sky.

"Junior sister, you go and help Nezha. This is just his clone. His strength is not strong, otherwise Master and Senior Zhen Yuanzi will have arrived long ago!" The Holy Mother of Jin Ling immediately saw that Cundi's strength was just the realm of the Golden Immortal. It was entirely up to the magic power sacrificed to him by the great compassionate Bodhisattva, so that she could do whatever she wanted.

However, the power of sacrifice is always limited. After using it, it will be just a golden immortal. As long as you persist for this period of time, everyone will have to control the projection of the saint.

Sanxiao directly released the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation to suppress the void. Nezha's pressure suddenly decreased. Looking at Zhunti above, a crazy look appeared on his face, and his body turned into rainbow light and soared into the sky.

"Bald donkey, die!"

Nezha was in heaven and earth, with a huge figure. He waved the fire-tip spear in his hand, the Qiankun circle wrapped around his body, and the Huntian Ling kept hitting Zhunti, making the sound of steel collision.

Bang bang bang bang!

Nezha was like a madman, approaching Cunti, constantly attacking, like a storm.

Zhunti smiled and his body-protecting light was wrapped around his body. He looked at the crazy Nezha with a look of disdain on his face. The little golden immortal also wanted to compete with the saint, and he was crazy about it!

In chaos!

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly felt frightened. After counting on his fingers, his face suddenly changed, and a force suddenly burst out from his body. The originally floating meteorite and chaotic creature turned into ashes!

"It's too much to deceive people! Since that's the case, your clone will become the stepping stone for my disciple to advance to the Daluo Golden Immortal!" Zhen Yuanzi, dressed in blue, had a sneer on his face and was ready to descend to the prehistoric world.

"Senior brother, we can't break the golden light of Zhunti's body protection at all, what should we do?" Sanxiao's face was solemn, and Nezha, who was transmitting his spiritual sense to the sky, asked in a deep voice.

Nezha also showed bitterness on his face. While attacking, he explained to Sanxiao that his master would not refuse to save him. Besides, this Cunti was a saint and was simply breaking the rules.

After a long attack, Nezha exhausted himself, gasped and looked at Zhunti in front of him.

Zhunti smiled disdainfully, the golden light of protecting his body disappeared, and appeared in front of Nezha, and said with a smile: "Little Golden Immortal, dare to be arrogant?"

Suddenly, a spear tip passed through Zhunti's abdomen, and the smile on his face condensed. When he looked down, Nezha's eyes were green, his expression was calm, and the corners of his mouth were raised.
Chapter completed!