Fengshen Wendaoxing

"hold head high!"

A big blue-yellow dragon more than ten meters high shook its head and swayed its tail, soaring into the sky, causing the sky and earth to change color in an instant, and the wind and clouds followed.

"ah!"

In its huge dragon's mouth, Nezha gritted his teeth and bowed his waist, stepped on the dragon's tongue, and tried his best to support the dragon's upper jaw with both hands, preventing the dragon's mouth from closing.

But although he has natural supernatural power, how can he resist the bite force of a dragon?

when……

Seeing that the dragon's mouth was getting smaller and smaller and was about to swallow Nezha completely, Nezha suddenly propped the Qiankun ring on his body into the dragon's mouth and shouted: "Big".

In an instant, the golden light released by the Qiankun circle increased suddenly, and the dragon's mouth was completely opened in one fell swoop.

"Oh?"

Ao Bing's mouth hurt, and was stuck in the mouth by the Qiankun ring. When he tried to close his mouth, he couldn't close it, and he couldn't open it even if he wanted to. He flew around the sky screaming.

bang bang bang!

Nezha's body was covered with sticky dragon saliva, and when he looked at the forearm-long forest white dragon tooth next to him, Nezha raised his fist angrily and began to beat.

"Aw!"

The big dragon shook its head and tail, screamed again and again, and circled in the sky.

Click!

Not long after, a dragon tooth was broken, and fell from the sky with blood into the reeds by the river not far from Lu Chuan.

When Lu Chuan walked over, he saw a large group of fish desperately fighting for a few traces of dragon blood.

Although they have no intelligence and are still confused, their instincts tell them that it is something they are desperately fighting for.

Longya is by the river, but none of the fish dared to approach the Longwei photographed above.

This half dragon tooth looked to be more than a foot long, with a sharp cold light shining on the edge, like an extremely sharp blade.

"These two losers..."

Lu Chuan picked up the dragon tooth and put it in his sleeve quickly, before he even had time to take a look, he dodged back to the reed.

Looking at the pitiful dragon in the sky whose mouth was stuck by the Qiankun circle, he couldn't help shaking his head: "The first law of battle in the mythical world: don't think about eating to solve your opponent."

After breaking a dragon tooth, Nezha has quickly climbed to the dragon's neck and grasped the two elite dragon horns. With a stroke of the palm of his hand, the circle of heaven and earth shrinks and flies back to his hand.

when! when! when!

Nezha took the circle of heaven and earth and pointed it at the top of the dragon's head and beat him up. He was almost eaten by the dragon just now, how dare he show mercy now?

The Qiankun circle was full of golden light, and Nezha used all his strength to hit the dragon's head. The sound was as loud as gold and iron, and bursts of dazzling sparks burst out.

Nezha grabbed hold of the mane and horns around the dragon's neck, and he couldn't get rid of them like a maggot on the tarsus, he kept beating fifty or sixty times.

"hold head high!"

Ao Bing screamed and rushed towards the sky, but in the middle of the flight, he suddenly fell straight and straight, and hit the ground with a bang, the sand was several feet high, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, and he only had the strength to breathe.

Although the Dragon Clan is physically strong, how can they survive being hit by a treasure like the Qiankun Circle dozens of times, especially with such a vital point as the head?

A figure slid down quickly from behind the dragon's neck.

Nezha took off the sleeve on the dragon's horn, stabilized his circle of heaven and earth, and said, "Third Prince Loach, do you want to pretend to be dead to lie to me? Stupid, you want to bite me to death. I'll peel your skin and cram your tendons to see if you still pretend to be dead..."

...

Boom!

Suddenly it started to rain, and that little devil Nezha left happily, taking his booty with him.

On the beach, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals have already fled in all directions, leaving only a dying dragon with its eyes closed and its breath out of breath.

Beside it is a large pool of dragon blood and more than a dozen crystal dragon scales.

It is going to die.

As the third prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, it was the first time in his life that he felt that death was so close to him.

But it doesn't want to die yet.

rustle...

There are footsteps coming, is it the father who has arrived? Help me, father save me!

It shouted in its heart, and opened its eyes full of hope with the last ounce of strength, but immediately, the light in the two dragon eyes dimmed little by little.

It was not its father who walked towards it, but a young strange Taoist priest.

"Help……"

It seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, because he could not wait for his father to arrive.

Then it saw the Taoist priest take out a gourd, and after that, he didn't know anything.

...

In the sea by the willows.

"Princess, let's go, it's raining, it seems that the little Taoist priest won't come."

The old tortoise said to the girl who was sitting behind her with her fair face propped up on one hand but her eyes were staring at the sea.

The girl frowned and said, "Wait a little longer!"

The old turtle smiled wryly, "You've said that eight times!"

"If you don't ask me, how could I... come?!"

The girl knocked on the shell of the turtle to retort, suddenly her eyes lighted up, and she saw a young Taoist priest walking slowly by the sea, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about something.

"Look, isn't he handsome?"

The girl asked the old turtle excitedly.

"Little boy!"

The old turtle muttered: "Princess, this kind of little boy is the most unreliable..."

"Shut up and get ready to catch my husband."

The girl said with a smile, and untied a small blue net from her waist with a flip of her hand.

Lu Chuan sat down under the big willow tree, picked up the fishing rod absently, and fished in the rain.

In the end, he still didn't make a move to stop Nezha from killing Ao Bing, because he stopped trying to persuade them to fight after seeing that these two were both bears.

Both of them have the same bad temper, and they are not good things. If he went up to try to persuade him to fight, he might be surrounded and beaten by two bears.

After all, the bear man's thinking is normal and people don't understand.

He's not afraid of being singled out, but beating him up is fine. It's hardest to be a good person in this world...

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a black light in front of him broke through the water and soared into the sky, casting a piece of fishing net to cover his head.

Clang!

A stern light flashed in Lu Chuan's eyes, and Zixiao pulled out of her sheath behind her back. In an instant, the purple light shone, and the sword energy was criss-crossing.

"Huh?"

There was a sound of surprise in the black light, and when he landed, he turned into a gray-robed old man with a bald head and white beard holding a wooden staff.

"Demon?"

Zi Xiao sheathed back, and the archer in front of Lu Chuan pressed the hilt of the sword with cold eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"It's not a demon, it's a fairy!"

The old man corrected with a smile, looked Lu Chuan up and down again, and was surprised: "I didn't expect you, a little Taoist priest, to have some skills. I was wrong, old turtle."

"Turtle Immortal?"

Lu Chuan's eyes flickered, and he also sized up the old man. Not to mention, he really resembled that cartoon image.

"Tell me why you came, otherwise, you will know how capable I am." Lu Chuan said coldly with a flash of his eyes, and he was also testing this.

This old tortoise looks like a person from the East China Sea Dragon Palace. No, the tortoises in the East China Sea don't have the slightest evil spirit on them, so they are not monsters.

Could it be that he was hated by the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea because he said something about fishing for dragons, but didn't their third princes have all been killed at this time, and they still have time to control themselves?

"Young man, don't rush to do it, you are about to face disaster, do you know that?" The old turtle said with a smile, the expression on his face was as kind as it could be said.

"how do I say this?"

Lu Chuan stared suspiciously at the old turtle, unabated, why does this guy look familiar at this moment?

Wait, isn't this his usual expression when he's sulky?