Journey to the West: The Strongest Demon Child Arrives

Once the mountain protection formation of Qingcheng Mountain was broken, all the cultivators of Qingcheng Mountain were immediately alarmed. They put everything aside and rushed out.

When Qingcheng Mountain arrived at the mountain gate, they found a young man with a fire wheel under his feet, a red silk scarf on his body, and a long spear in his hand.

Could the enemy be just a young man?

No, this is impossible. How could a young man destroy the mountain protection formation that Qingcheng Mountain has maintained for hundreds of years?

"My friend, have you seen anyone break my Qingcheng Mountain's protective formation?"

At this time, the current headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, Tianmie Zhenren, stepped forward and asked

"Hehe, are you blind? I am standing right in front of you, and you are still asking who destroyed it. You are just like Zhang Daoling, the old Taoist priest with a big nose, and you are all blind."

Nezha looked at Tianmie Zhenren sarcastically, and mocked Zhang Daoling at the same time.

"How dare you, kid, insult me, the founder of Qingcheng Mountain?"

"Boy, tell me your name quickly. We in Qingcheng Mountain do not kill nameless people."

"Regardless of whether he is famous or not,���He can't even leave Qingcheng Mountain."

Nezha's ridicule was like a map cannon, igniting the anger of all the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain.

""Shouldn't you know my name? After all, your ancestor went to my house to cause trouble, and then I beat him so badly that he fled. I thought he fled back to Qingcheng Mountain.

But I didn't expect that I couldn't sense his presence here. Have you been abandoned?"

Nezha said playfully, but these words were also a bit murderous.

Zhang Daoling simply ran to Shushan to avoid disaster. Although he calculated that Nezha would chase him to Qingcheng Mountain, he would never have thought that Nezha was so bold and wanted to destroy the sect directly.

"Nonsense, how could our ancestor abandon us and flee?"

"There must be a reasonable reason for talking nonsense."

The disciples of Qingcheng Mountain discussed again. They could not believe that they were abandoned by their master.

"Are you Nezha, the third son of the Heavenly King Li?"

At this time, Tianmie Zhenren finally knew who the young man in front of him was.

The reason why Tianmie Zhenren knew was that the ancestor told him the identity and background of the other party when he came to the world.

At the same time, he was also scolded. He did not find out the background clearly before taking action. He was really stupid and caused Qingcheng Mountain to lose so many people in vain.

But Zhang Daoling did not let go of his grudges. He was a disciple of Taishang Laojun, and even a registered disciple represented the face of Taishang Laojun.

So many people under his own sect were killed. If he did not care, would he still be able to stay in the Heavenly Court?

"It seems that your ancestor mentioned me to you. This will make things easier. You won't die unjustly. At least you won't die without knowing what happened or who killed you."

Nezha grinned, and then he made his move.

The God-killing Spear thrust forward, and terrifying energy burst out from the spear head. A fiery red light shot out straightly. It was a ball of scorching flame, and on the flame there was an endless murderous aura.

"Ahhhhh...."

"Help!..."

Once Nezha attacked, no one could resist him. Even the people of Qingcheng Mountain tried their best to stop him, but it was useless. The difference in level was too great, and even the difference in magic weapons was too great.

This attack took away the lives of many elders and disciples.

Among them, the unlucky Elder Tianjue also died in this attack, first his apprentice, and then himself.