My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Although Nezha and Yang Jian looked a little embarrassed under the fierce attack of the divine dragon transformed by Qingxu Daodezhenjun, they never thought of surrendering and gave up. Instead, they emerged with extremely fanatical fighting spirit.

"kill!"

Hearing Nezha roar angrily, he stepped on the hot wheel, and his figure shuttled between the flames and huge waves like lightning.

The fire-tipped spear in his hand was swung tightly, and every thrust was accompanied by blazing flames, which collided with the dragon's attack to create dazzling sparks.

"Yang Jian, we can't be passively beaten like this!" Nezha shouted, his keen combat intuition allowing him to make the most accurate judgment.

Yang Jian nodded and transformed into a golden-winged roc. The flapping of his wings brought up gusts of wind, trying to disrupt Shenlong's offensive. His eyes were sharp and he quickly scanned the battlefield, looking for flaws in the True Lord Qingxu Morality.

"You're right! We can't sit still and wait for death!" Yang Jian overlooked the overall situation from a high altitude and said via voice transmission: "You see, although the opponent's every attack is fierce, he needs to re-acquire mana between attacks..."

The two of them had the same mind and cooperated even more tacitly.

Nezha continued to fight against the dragon's flames with his fire-tipped spear, while Yang Jian transformed into a roc, constantly circling around the dragon, looking for opportunities to attack.

As time went by, the Shenlong offensive transformed by True Monarch Qingxu Daode gradually became slower. Its eyes are no longer so bright, and its scales have lost their luster. It is obvious that it consumes a lot of mana.

When Nezha saw this, he felt happy and immediately shouted: "Yang Jian, the opportunity has come! Let's go together!"

After saying this, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, his body suddenly rose, and he rushed straight towards the dragon. The fire-tip spear in his hand turned into a blazing flame and went straight to the vital part of the dragon.

Yang Jian also transformed into a roc, spread his wings, and with the roar of the wind, launched a fierce attack on the dragon from another direction. His wings were like sharp blades, and each swing set off a gust of wind, trying to tear apart the dragon's defense.

Shenlong looked a little flustered when faced with the attack from the two men.

Although it tried its best to resist, it was still unable to withstand the joint attack of the two.

"Ouch!"

In a deafening dragon roar, Shenlong's body began to collapse, and finally turned into dots of light and dissipated in the air.

True Monarch Qingxu Daode showed his figure, his face was pale, and he had obviously consumed a lot of mana. He glared at Nezha and Yang Jian and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You are seeking death!"

Nezha sneered and said: "Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, if you have this ability, just come over. If not, don't blame us for being rude!"

Yang Jian shook his head and said: "Nezha, don't go too far! After all, Qingxu Daodezhenjun is the Golden Immortal of Chanjiao. He has profound magic power, vast supernatural powers, and many spiritual treasures and soldiers... Of course, if he is our enemy, If so, no matter how powerful you are, we will make you pay the price!”

When Qingxu Daodezhen heard this, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

"You two young boys, how dare you be so arrogant and ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth! Do you really think that you can walk sideways in the three realms with a little bit of knowledge?"

The eyes of the Pure and Moral Lord are as sharp as swords, as if he can see through all the illusions in people's hearts.

Nezha is riding on a hot wheel and wearing a Hun Tian Ling, but he looks majestic at this moment.

"Today, I will let you know what the true power of heaven and earth is!"

After saying this, Qingxu Daodezhen's body shook, and he waved his sleeves and robes, and saw a stream of light flying out of his sleeves, turning into a gorgeous and extraordinary five-fire and seven-animal fan.

Above this fan, there are colorful lights flowing, and every ray of light seems to contain destructive power, which is terrifying. The seven divine birds painted on the fan are lifelike, as if they will flap their wings and fly high at any time.

As True Monarch Qingxu Daode whispered, the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan suddenly unfolded, and an indescribable heat wave swept out, turning into heavy flames and rushing towards Nezha and Yang Jian like a raging wave.

In the flames, there seemed to be countless divine birds roaring and flying. They carried destructive power and vowed to turn everything that stood in front of them into ashes.

Nezha was shocked when he saw this.

Although he possessed magical powers, he couldn't help but feel powerless when faced with the terrifying flames coming from the ancient artifact.

He hurriedly activated the Hot Wheels, trying to avoid the overwhelming flames. However, the flame seemed to have spirituality, following his figure closely.

No matter how he dodges or speeds up, he cannot escape the fate of being burned. His skin began to turn red and hot, and smoke even appeared in some places.

The pain was palpable, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

In the face of this sudden disaster, Yang Jian showed extraordinary calmness and tenacity.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and tightened his muscles all over his body, as if he was engaged in a fierce struggle with some invisible force.

Just when the flames were about to swallow him completely, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, with golden light in them. He gritted his teeth and activated the Nine Transformations Yuan Gong in his body.

"Nine-turn Yuan Gong!" Yang Jian roared, and his body began to emit a faint light. The light turned from weak to strong, gradually forming a golden shield that enveloped his entire body.

On the shield, there seemed to be countless mysterious runes flowing and flashing. They exuded powerful power and protected Yang Jian from the flames.

When the flames touched this protective shield, it seemed as if they had encountered an invisible barrier and could not go any further.

What is even more surprising is that the flames not only did not hurt Yang Jian, but were slowly absorbed by the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong in his body and transformed into warm power, nourishing his body and soul.

His body became more and more crystal clear in the flames, and a radiance emanated from his body. The radiance contained endless vitality and power, as if his entire body had been reshaped.

This scene not only stunned Nezha, but even Qingxu Daode Zhenjun couldn't help showing a look of surprise. He knew very well the power of the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan, but he couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw Yang Jian resist the flames with his body.

"What a Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong, it can go against the will of heaven and turn the flames into its own use!" Qingxu Daode Zhenjun exclaimed.

Nezha was envious. He knew very well that although he had many magic weapons, he still had a big gap with Yang Jian in the understanding and application of the laws of heaven and earth.

He secretly made up his mind to practice harder and reach the level of Yang Jian as soon as possible.

At this moment, the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan was fully unleashed, and the colorful light contained destructive power, which turned into heavy flames and rushed towards Nezha and Yang Jian like a raging wave.

Although Nezha had magical powers, he still looked embarrassed under the siege of the flames.

His wind and fire wheel spun rapidly under his feet, and the Hun Tian Ling danced wildly behind him, but it seemed unable to resist the invasion of the flames. His skin began to turn red, and even some places had smoked, and the pain was beyond words.

However, at this critical moment, Yang Jian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, tightened his muscles, and activated the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong in his body.

His body began to emit a faint light, which turned from weak to strong, and gradually formed a layer of golden shield, which not only wrapped him in it, but also more magically, the shield seemed to have spirituality, tightly protecting Nezha inside.

When the flames touched the golden shield, they seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and could not go any further. The flames raged outside the shield, but they could not penetrate the mysterious power, let alone hurt Nezha and Yang Jian inside the shield.

Nezha felt the warm and firm power, and an indescribable feeling of emotion surged in his heart.

At the same time, a thrilling scene was also being played out inside the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

Taiyi Zhenren, who was usually an immortal and extraordinary immortal, was trapped in a sea of ​​fire at this moment, facing an unprecedented crisis - nine huge fire dragons with scales and armor surrounded the Divine Fire Cover. They had eyes like torches and spewed blazing flames from their mouths from time to time, illuminating the entire space red.

The flames raged with the power to destroy the world. The breath of each fire dragon was like a volcanic eruption, and the hot breath almost turned everything around into nothingness.

Taiyi Zhenren was very familiar with this treasure. His body was as steady as a rock. He formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A layer of light golden light surrounded him. It was the result of his profound cultivation and immortal magic, protecting him from the invasion of this terrifying flame.

The nine fire dragons were huge, and their scales flashed dark red light. They surrounded Taiyi Zhenren and kept spewing out blazing flames from their mouths.

Those flames, like the fire from hell, carried endless destructive power, burning the entire space inside the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover red. The air seemed to be ignited and the heat was suffocating.

Taiyi Zhenren, despite his profound cultivation, seemed a little powerless under the joint attack of these nine fire dragons. His clothes were torn to pieces by the flames, and his exposed skin was burned black, and even some places had billowing smoke. His hair was curled by the flames, his face was distorted, and his eyes flashed with pain and tenacity.

He tried to use his magic to resist the horrible flames, but the attack of the fire dragon was too fierce, and his magic power seemed to be devoured by the endless flames and could not be completely resisted.

He could only barely maintain a weak protective shield to protect his heart from being invaded by the flames.

However, even so, Taiyi Zhenren could not completely avoid the invasion of the flames.

His body trembled in the flames, and every breath of the fire dragon made him feel a sharp pain. His breathing became rapid, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, which was proof of his serious injury.

Taiyi Zhenren deeply felt unprecedented pain and despair, but his heart was still burning with an unyielding flame. He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and continued to fight the fire dragon with his weak magic power.

His figure swayed in the flames, as if he would fall at any time, but he always persisted and was unwilling to give up.

In the small and hot space of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, Taiyi Zhenren was in a desperate situation. The flames of the nine fire dragons were like endless chains, tightly wrapped around him, trying to devour him completely.

However, at this moment of life and death, Taiyi Zhenren's state of mind was unusually peaceful, and his eyes revealed a kind of indifference that transcended life and death, as if at this moment, he had realized the true meaning of cultivation.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, and the immortal power in his body began to gather, like rivers flowing into the sea, forming an unstoppable force. His breathing became deep and powerful, and every breath he inhaled seemed to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and every breath he exhaled expelled the turbid air in his body. At this moment, his body and mind reached an unprecedented harmony and unity.

As the immortal power continued to gather, Taiyi Zhenren's body began to emit a faint light, which was weak at first, but soon became dazzling.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he wanted to break free from the shackles of the flames and fly to the free sky.

The nine fire dragons felt the changes in Taiyi Zhenren. They roared and sprayed flames more violently, trying to stop his breakthrough. However, these flames looked so pale and powerless under the dazzling light of Taiyi Zhenren. They were blocked by the immortal power and could not get any closer.

Taiyi Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like two bright stars, flashing with a firm light. He took a deep breath, and the immortal power in his body reached its peak at this moment, and then suddenly burst out.

His figure was seen expanding rapidly in the flames, as if he wanted to break free from everything that bound him.

He waved the magic weapon in his hand, and the magic weapon, driven by the immortal power, emitted a dazzling light, which complemented the flames of the nine fire dragons. He chanted something in his mouth, and the spell was like the sound of nature, echoing in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, shaking the fire dragons back one after another.

At this moment, Taiyi Zhenren turned into a brilliant golden light, like a lightning that cut through the night sky, and instantly broke through the blockade of the nine fire dragons.

The golden light shuttled through the flames, and wherever it passed, the flames went out one after another, as if even the air was purified by this power. He rushed out of the shackles of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover at an incredible speed and returned to the vast sky.

Taiyi Zhenren sat slumped on the cloud, surrounded by heat waves and smoke that had not yet completely dissipated.

His breathing was heavy and difficult, and every breath seemed to cause pain all over his body, but there was no fear in his eyes, only the joy of escaping death.

His clothes had turned to ashes, and his exposed skin was covered with shocking burns, and some places even exposed white bones, and blood and sweat mixed together and flowed endlessly.

However, even under such serious injuries, Taiyi Zhenren did not care at all.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, trying to gather a trace of immortal power. This process was extremely difficult, as if every time he mobilized a bit of immortal power, he had to pay a huge price.

As time went by, the immortal power in his body gradually gathered, forming a weak but firm force. He used this power to start repairing his damaged body. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the speed was slow, every subtle change indicated that he was gradually recovering.

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes gradually became brighter, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Seeing Taiyi Zhenren escape from the raging flames, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun instantly showed an unconcealable joy on his face, like the most brilliant flower in spring. He laughed loudly and said, "Good Brother Taiyi, even the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover can't do anything to you! You and I will join hands today to teach those two arrogant and ignorant boys a lesson they will never forget!" After saying that, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, full of ruthlessness.

Upon hearing this, although Taiyi Zhenren was in tattered clothes and looked a little tired, he still nodded resolutely, with a cold fire flashing in his eyes. He was already extremely angry and needed a suitable way to vent his anger.

Seeing this, Nezha was furious, and his tender face was distorted by anger. He cursed loudly, and his voice resounded through the sky: "You actually bully the weak with the respect of elders, which is really shameless!" As he spoke, the fire spear in his hand trembled faintly, as if he was ready to defend his dignity at any time.

Yang Jian, who was standing aside, had a gloomy face and deep worries between his brows.

His sharp eyes, like an eagle, quickly scanned the surroundings, and he secretly calculated in his heart. He intuitively felt that this matter was far from being as simple as it seemed. An ominous premonition quietly climbed up his heart like ice, making him tighten the horizontal sword in his hand and prepare for the coming storm.

Taiyi Zhenren had a stern face, and his eyes flashed with unquestionable majesty.

He slowly raised his right hand and spread his five fingers. In an instant, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to respond to his call, condensing into a majestic Five Finger Mountain, which, with the power of destroying heaven and earth, pressed down on Yang Jian and Nezha.

Facing this sudden and shocking blow, Yang Jian did not show any fear in his eyes, but instead revealed an unyielding fighting spirit. His figure flashed, like a stream of light, and instantly completed the transformation from a mortal body to a god's body.

This is his unique "Law of Heaven and Earth" great magical power. His body expanded at an incredible speed, ten thousand times, one hundred thousand times, until it was as high as the sky and the earth, and turned into a giant standing upright, emitting golden light all over his body, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire sky.

At the same time, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun beside Taiyi Zhenren also felt the urgency of the situation.

He put his hands together, closed his eyes and concentrated, and a thousand-foot-tall Yuanshen Dharma image gradually emerged behind him. The Yuanshen Dharma image was majestic and solemn, surrounded by auspicious clouds. Above the auspicious clouds, the rosy clouds were dazzling and brilliant, as if the whole world was shining.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun and Taiyi Zhenren stood side by side, and the Yuanshen Dharma images of the two complemented each other, forming an indestructible barrier to protect this sacred land.

And Nezha was not to be outdone when he saw this.

He roared, and the infinite potential hidden in his body was completely stimulated. He waved his hands, and a thousand-foot-tall Yuanshen suddenly appeared behind him. This Yuanshen had three heads and six arms, and each arm held a different magic weapon, or a sword, or a halberd, or a wheel, or a rope, shining with light and amazing power.

Compared with the souls of Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Nezha's soul is a little immature, but the indomitable and courageous momentum makes people feel awe.

With the appearance of the souls of both sides, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield instantly reached a boiling point.

When Taiyi Zhenren's Five Finger Mountain was about to touch Yang Jian and Nezha, it was blocked by two powerful forces. For a moment, the world seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, with strong winds, rolling clouds and fog, lightning and thunder, and the whole world trembled.

The battle was about to break out. Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun joined forces. Their souls released tremendous magic power, turning into bright beams of light, bombarding Yang Jian and Nezha.

Yang Jian and Nezha, on the other hand, relied on their own magical powers to dodge or resist. The two sides fought back and forth, and the whole battlefield seemed to have turned into a chaos, and it was impossible to tell whether it was heaven or earth, the sun or the moon.

Yang Jian practiced the Nine Revolutions of Yuan Gong and was proficient in the laws of heaven and earth, so his fighting power should not be underestimated.

He waved the spear in his hand, and each strike contained the power to split mountains and rocks. He fought fiercely with the Yuanshen Fa of Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. The shadow of the spear was like a dragon, invincible.

Nezha, on the other hand, relied on his flexible skills and the advantage of three heads and six arms to shuttle freely on the battlefield, sometimes attacking, sometimes defending, and his magic weapons were endless, making it difficult for the enemy to defend.

In this great battle, both sides showed their magical powers, fighting wits and courage, and every move and every style contained endless wisdom and power.

Although Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun had profound cultivation, Yang Jian and Nezha, with their youthful vigor and courageous spirit, were not at all inferior.

On the battlefield, the light flashed and the thunder roared, as if the whole world was shocked by this battle.

As time went on, the battle became more and more intense. Both sides were exhausted, but no one had the idea of ​​giving up.

The Yuanshen Dharma of Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun began to look a little dim, and Yang Jian and Nezha were also out of breath, but their eyes still flashed with a firm light.

Yang Jian's Dharma body was majestic and magnificent, emitting golden light all over his body, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire battlefield. He held a long spear, and the tip of the spear seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles in the world. And his eyes were like two burning flames, revealing an unswerving fighting spirit.

Taiyi Zhenren's Dharma image turned into a huge golden-winged Dapeng, with its wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, and its sharp claws flashing coldly in the sun. The Dharma image of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun turned into a huge white elephant, with its trunk rolled like clouds and its four feet stepping on the ground, as steady as Mount Tai.

With a deafening roar, the four huge Dharma images clashed fiercely over the battlefield. Yang Jian's Dharma body wielded a spear, and each strike contained the power to split mountains and rocks, colliding fiercely with the claws of the golden-winged Dapeng, sparks flying.

Nezha's Yuanshen Dharma image was flexible and changeable, with three heads and six arms launching attacks at the same time, either slashing, stabbing or smashing, and fighting a desperate battle with the huge body of the white elephant.

On the battlefield, light flashed and thunder roared, as if the whole world was shocked by this battle. Although the Yuanshen Dharma images of Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun were powerful, they seemed a little difficult to resist under the joint attack of Yang Jian and Nezha. The claws of the Golden Winged Dapeng were smashed by the spear, and the huge body of the white elephant was also shaken by Nezha's magic weapon.

However, the two real people did not give up. They gritted their teeth, persisted in fighting, and tried to find an opportunity to counterattack. Taiyi Zhenren swung the wings of the Golden Winged Dapeng fiercely, and a gust of wind suddenly rolled up, rushing towards Yang Jian and Nezha.

And Qingxu Daode Zhenjun waved the whisk in his hand, releasing brilliant light, and violently collided with Nezha's magic weapon.

The duel between Yang Jian, Nezha, Taiyi Zhenren, and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun reached a white-hot level. The four masters each showed their magical powers and performed the magic of the Chanjiao vividly, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

Yang Jian's great magical power of the law of heaven and earth showed unparalleled power.

His body swelled to the same height as the sky and the earth, and he exuded golden light all over his body, like an immortal god. The spear in his hand roared like a dragon and a tiger, and every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if it could penetrate all obstacles in the world.

When fighting with Taiyi Zhenren's Golden Winged Dapeng, Yang Jian's spear cut through the sky like lightning, and collided violently with the claws of the Golden Winged Dapeng, sparks flew, and illuminated the entire battlefield.

Nezha, this young but brave warrior, his Yuanshen Dharma Image also showed amazing power. Each arm of the Yuanshen Dharma Image with three heads and six arms held a different magic weapon, or a sword, or a halberd, or a wheel, or a rope, shining and powerful.

When fighting with Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's white elephant, Nezha's magic weapon fell like stars in the sky, and fought a desperate battle with the huge body of the white elephant.

Nezha's body is flexible and changeable, sometimes soaring into the air, sometimes swooping down, making the white elephant unpredictable.

Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun were not to be outdone. They each offered their own primordial spirits and launched a fierce battle with Yang Jian and Nezha.

The golden-winged Dapeng and the white elephant flew and leaped in the air, claws and teeth intertwined, and wind and thunder roared. Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's magic power intertwined into a huge net in the air, trying to trap Yang Jian and Nezha.

However, Yang Jian and Nezha were not ordinary people.

Yang Jian's spear shuttled between the claws of the Golden Winged Dapeng like a dragon, and every hit made the Golden Winged Dapeng scream. And Nezha's magic weapon attacked the white elephant like a net, making it difficult for the white elephant to resist.

Both sides showed their magical powers and fought wits and courage. Sometimes they fought hand-to-hand, punching each other; sometimes they fought from a distance, with magic power like a tide. Every confrontation was full of thrills and excitement, making people dizzy. The whole battlefield seemed to be shocked by this powerful force, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged wildly, forming a series of gorgeous light curtains.

As time went by, both sides were a little exhausted.

Nezha's figure was as graceful as a startled swan, and his three heads and six arms danced, and his magic weapon was shining, like the stars falling from the sky, but it was ultimately unable to resist the consumption of the long river of time. His heroic posture gradually dimmed and ended in glory.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, used his magical powers to transform into a giant, with a spear like a dragon, cutting through the void. Every strike was like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, shocking everyone.

A single tree cannot support a collapsing building. Facing the joint efforts of Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, two golden immortals of the Chan Sect, even Yang Jian gradually felt powerless. His Dharma image collapsed, his light faded, and he failed to change the defeat.