Liang Xiaoke's body was ten thousand feet tall at this time. With the burning black flames, it was like the ancient demon god. The terrifying pressure actually shocked everyone to retreat. Except for Xuanyuan Jing and Guangchengzi, even Li Jing was shocked by such pressure and took a step back.

At this time, Nezha had already shot Yan Senxu away with one shot, and his figure quickly came to Liang Xiaoke. He was Nezha, the master of the Three Altars Sea Club. Although he was very happy to slap Liang Xiaoke in his father's Linglong Pagoda, after all, he had suffered a lot from this tower back then, and now he was destroyed, and he was unhappy in his heart that it was fake.

However, when he was in the lower realm, he had already obtained the will of Yuanshi Tianzun, which was to stop Liang Xiaoke no matter what, and if possible, he would directly kill him.

Last time, Sun Wukong, who was locked in the Qiankun Cauldron, broke free from it. After using the Pangu Banner to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he did not kill Liang Xiaoke. Since he still dared to appear this time, he would inevitably take this opportunity to end this cause and effect.

Seeing Liang Xiaoke transforming into a body of ten thousand feet, Nezha was also unwilling to fall behind and directly transforming into a magic body of ten thousand feet. He held a fire spear in his hand and stepped on the wind and fire wheel. He was even more resistant to the Qiankun circle on his shoulders. A series of fiery red flames emanated from the wind and fire wheels, resisting Liang Xiaoke's surging black rage flames.

Seeing Nezha coming out to resist Liang Xiaoke, neither Guangchengzi nor Li Tianwang moved, but neither of them looked very good. Guangchengzi naturally did not obtain the Donghuang Bell, but Li Jing lost a trace of face because his Linglong Pagoda was destroyed.

I originally wanted to get my face back, but my rebellious son took the lead and didn't even give me the chance to get my face back. How could he be happy?

"Kill..." A roar came from Liang Xiaoke's mouth, and his body rushed towards Nezha directly, and the four swords of Zhuxian were like part of his body, turning into four giant swords that looked like mountains, rushing towards Nezha.

Nezha had no fear on his face. He was a great god of the Three Altars Sea Club. He had a top treasure like Pangu Banner. His cultivation was also first-class and powerful. He didn't need to be afraid of anyone.

The fire-tip gun in his hand shook, and the hot wheel under his feet turned and rushed towards Liang Xiaoke. From a distance, he saw two huge fire lights, one red and one black, colliding together.

Dangdangdang... The sound of weapons colliding constantly came from the void, and even thunder sounded. It was the phenomenon that the two of them were too powerful and tearing the void apart.

The huge aftermath caused everyone to retreat continuously and retreat hundreds of miles. Yunjing City below them was naturally shattered by the terrifying aftermath. The prohibitions set by Luo Ruofeng and others over the years were like paper.

Fortunately, the people in Yunjing City retreated with Luo Ruofeng, so there was no major casualties.

Seeing Liang Xiaoke barely holding Nezha, and there were a few people beside him staring at him, Luo Ruofeng was also worried. He pulled his son Luo Lixuan in front of him and handed the map of mountains, rivers and country directly into his hands.

"Stay behind the rear for your father, and you will immediately lead the army to retreat and retreat to Tongtian Mountain. In the future, no matter what you do, you must obey your teacher's instructions. Do you understand?"

Luo Lixuan was stunned. He didn't expect that his father would hand over such a valuable magic weapon to him at this time. He raised his head in a daze and looked at his father. Why? Why is this happening? They are all living well, why does such a thing happen?

"Do you understand?" Seeing his son's confusion in a curtain, Luo Ruofeng suddenly slapped him.

Luo Lixuan then seemed to wake up from a dream, and tears oozed in his eyes, but it was not because of the pain of the slap, but because of the fate his father might suffer.

"I understand, Father!" Luo Lixuan has grown into an adult over the years, and he also knows that now is not the time for his mother-in-law. He took over the map of mountains, rivers and the country in Luo Ruofeng's hand and kowtowed three times to Luo Ruofeng.

Gongsun Xiangyi and Hu Xiaomeng next to him saw Luo Ruofeng staying alone and wanted to persuade him something, but when he saw the fighting spirit in Luo Ruofeng's eyes, he didn't know how to speak. He just looked at Luo Ruofeng with gratitude and took the unconscious Xiyang to the direction of Tongtian Mountain with Luo Lixuan and others.

They all understood that it was not important to sacrifice at this time, and the most important thing was that they could not get the other party to the Eastern Emperor Bell, otherwise it would cause great trouble to Ye Jingyu.

Ye Jingyu is their greatest hope, and they absolutely do not want this last hope to be shattered.

With Luo Ruofeng, there were hundreds of thousands of generals left behind. These were the most loyal subordinates around Luo Ruofeng. Some of them were members of the original Iron Army and some were newly joined soldiers. They were all the most loyal and powerful soldiers of the Nanyun Empire.

Nibu did not escape with everyone, and he also chose to stay. Fight is his life, and fight is everything about him. If he can die in the battle, it is his best choice.

But maybe I can never see Ye Jingyu again. Now Luo Ling'er, Jiufeng, Hei Ming Shixuan and others are still by his side. I hope he won't have any trouble, right? There is also Xiao Taotao, I hope he will take good care of himself in the future, right?

When all these distracting thoughts in his heart dissipated, a powerful flame burst out from his reversal body. He directly turned into a kirin that was thousands of feet tall, covered with black flames, and had a one-horned horn on his head. He stood quietly in the void, and his surging fighting spirit continued to burst out.

Yan Senxu did not choose to escape. He was once again picked up by Nezha and was filled with anger and humiliation. He had absorbed the power of nine fire dragons, and his cultivation had greatly improved, but now he is not even qualified to challenge them?

Escape is not his personality, but it can be just a battle.

Headed by Luo Ruofeng, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers stopped at the front of the team, while Luo Lixuan and others quickly retreated to the rear.

Seeing the actions on this side, Guangchengzi and others were naturally unwilling to do so, especially Guangchengzi, who was determined to win the Donghuang Bell. Seeing that the other party was about to leave, he was reluctant to agree. With a move, a green lotus appeared under his feet. With a light span, he had already stepped hundreds of miles...

"Where is the fellow Taoist?" Seeing that Guang Chengzi was about to catch up with everyone, a Taoist who was pale and wearing a painted black Taoist robe but had no emotion in his eyes blocked Guang Chengzi.

Not only that, a monk and a zombie also appeared on both sides of Guangchengzi at the same time, completely blocking his way...

The Taoist holds the Slaying Immortal Sword in his hand, the monk holds the Slaying Immortal Sword in his hand, and the zombie holds the Sacrificial Sword in his hand...

Seeing this situation, Guang Chengzi's face changed slightly. He turned around and looked at Liang Xiaoke who was holding the Zhuxian Sword and Nezha trembling, and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist had completely cut off his three corpses and cultivated the supreme method of transforming the Three Pure Ones. I admire him, admire him!"

"But do you think that this will stop me?" Guangchengzi's tone changed and suddenly became sharp.

Immediately afterwards, I saw five rays of light suddenly shot out of his body, and three golden flowers condensed above his head, which was the realm of the saint who gathered the five energys towards the Yuan and the three flowers...

The saint is the true and immortal existence, and only the saints are qualified to play chess. Guangchengzi was the leader of the twelve golden immortals back then. He broke away from the rules of the heavenly way and became the chess watcher. The chess watcher will naturally be easier to understand the ideas of the chess player. He is already qualified to become a chess player.

At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared on the three golden lotus, and three Taoist people with similar appearances as Guang Chengzi appeared on the three golden lotus...

"I, Guangyunzi (Guangyuanzi, Guangxingzi), have seen fellow Taoists!" The three Taoists sang a big look to Guangchengzi at the same time and said lightly. They were the three clones that Guangchengzi summoned by the method of transforming one Qi into the Three Pure One.

"I'm here for a good job!" Guang Chengzi left this sentence, but continued to step forward.

The three clones created by Liang Xiaoke wanted to stop them, but they were intercepted by Guangyunzi, Guangyuanzi and Guangxingzi.

"Go to die!" Seeing that Guang Chengzi had also transformed into three clones, Liang Xiaoke's original body was even more ruthless. He ignored Nezha's fire-sharp spear, and directly held the Zhuxian Sword and stabbed him in the heart.

Nezha pierced Liang Xiaoke's body with a shot. He felt very pleased, but suddenly he saw that the Zhuxian Sword had come to his heart. He was so scared that he was sweating in a cold sweat, but he could no longer keep it. He directly sacrificed the Pangu Banner, swiped hard, and finally opened the sword...

However, the crazy Liang Xiaoke suddenly had eight sharp claws on his body. He grabbed his fire-sharp spear and held the Pangu Banner with the Zhuxian Sword in one hand. The other six claws directly grabbed Nezha.

He can transform into three heads and eight arms when using the magical powers of One Qi and Transforming Three Pure Ones. It has to be said that Liang Xiaoke is completely desperate at this moment.

Nezha thought that Liang Xiaoke was really so desperate. He was caught off guard and several pieces of flesh were torn out by Liang Xiaoke's sharp claws. He groaned in pain, and he no longer retained himself. When his body shook, he transformed into three heads and eight arms, and fought with Liang Xiaoke with various weapons.

At this time, Guangchengzi had already bypassed Liang Xiaoke's three clones and continued to chase Gongsun Xiangyi and others, but Luo Ruofeng, wearing an imperial robe, had already stepped out of the clouds and stopped him.
Chapter completed!