One Thousand Seven Hundred and nine.2 Nezha

Qu Su came out of the White Lotus Pure Land and came to compete with everyone for the land of the Wuji Xinghuang Banner.

Although they were far apart, Qu Su had already ascended to Daluo, and in just a moment, he reached the periphery.

But then, because of the battles between many masters, the time and space in the battlefield area were chaotic, and he could only slowly shuttle closer.

At this time, Yan Zhaoge and Nezha had already stepped into it.

The unbridled demonic energy, monster energy, Buddha light, and even the Taoist pure energy were all filled here, colliding with each other, and were particularly fierce.

Nezha couldn't hold back, stepped on the wind and fire wheel, held up the fire spear, and the whole person seemed to turn into a fire dragon, rushing forward.

The raging flames were everywhere, and the demonic energy, monster energy, and Buddha light were all burned and turned into fuel for the flames.

The domineering momentum made many immortals and demons afraid, and they had to temporarily avoid its edge.

But soon, an unexpected person stood in front of Nezha.

The rolling thunder swept in and collided with the flames around Nezha. As the thunder and fire intersected, the lightning exploded and the fire flew everywhere.

In the thunder, an old man wearing a crown and Taoist robes stood above the nine heavens. The lightning seemed to turn into a carriage carrying him, and the clouds of garlands and incense were everywhere. It was the way of the direct descendant of Yuqing, but with his own ideas.

"Uncle Nanji?" Nezha was stunned when he saw him.

However, he soon noticed that in the farther place, there were also layers of lightning flashing in order, interpreting the opening of chaos, the change of time and space, the circulation of the five elements, the birth of all things, the intersection of yin and yang, the alternation of day and night, and other wonderful principles.

There was clearly a Taoist Daluo Tianxian wearing a crown and Taoist robes.

There are two Nanji Changsheng Great Emperors in this world?

Of course it is impossible.

"Shadow Demon, it's you!" Nezha reacted immediately and was furious.

No wonder he felt the twisted and violent meaning in the lightning when he touched it just now.

The "South Pole Immortal Emperor" in front of him was clearly the Yimu Demon, one of the six great demons, transformed by the Shadow Demon.

Unlike Yang Jian's Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, the Shadow Demon's Shadow-like Reality can not only perfectly replicate the opponent's appearance, but also completely replicate the opponent's strength level.

However, due to the principle of this secret method, when he fights with others, although the strength level is the same, the foundation is still the magic way. If he doesn't fight, it's fine. Once he fights, people will soon see the clues.

"Congratulations to Brother Nezha for his return after the catastrophe." The "South Pole Immortal Emperor" smiled, greeted Nezha, and then nodded to Yan Zhaoge: "Brother Yan is here too."

Yan Zhaoge stared at the other party and frowned suddenly.

Nezha also noticed the problem, and saw that the appearance of the "South Pole Immortal Emperor" opposite him was changing rapidly, from a majestic and gaunt old man to a handsome and beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth.

But this was not rejuvenation, because the appearance of the young man was clearly Nezha himself!

The same lotus body, the same Qiankun ring on the head, a fire spear in the hand, the feet on the wind and fire wheels, and the arms around the Hun Tian Ling.

Nezha was furious when he saw this: "You devil, you are looking for death!" He immediately thrust his spear and stabbed.

The young man on the opposite side laughed: "Daoyou are so skilled, I have to stop you first."

While laughing, he used the gun to block Nezha's attack.

The two men's spears collided, and their bodies shook at the same time. This time, the fight was really evenly matched.

Nezha was even more furious, stepping on the wind and fire wheels, and his speed was incredible, as if he had transformed into thousands of people, and surrounded the opponent and attacked fiercely.

However, after the Shadow Demon changed into Nezha's appearance, his speed seemed to be no slower than his. He was also faster than Nezha, and he blocked Nezha's attacks one by one.

When the fight was at its most intense, the fake Nezha actually raised his hand first, offered the Qiankun Circle, and smashed it on the head of the real Nezha!

The Yimu Demon's method of turning shadows into reality, in general, can only change the opponent himself, but cannot copy the opponent's treasures.

But Nezha's situation is special. Many of the treasures on his body are the existences that lived and died with him in the past, experienced the birth of the world, and are related to him. To some extent,

just like nails and hair.

This makes it easier for him to control these treasures, and the treasures are extremely powerful.

But at this moment, it has become a disadvantage. While the Shadow Demon changes into his appearance, it can also manifest these treasures together, and drive them more easily, and the power is not inferior to the real things at all.

Nezha looked at the Qiankun Circle that was smashing towards his head, and was so angry that he was like a Buddha ascending to heaven and two Buddhas leaving their bodies. While gritting his teeth, he also offered his Qiankun Circle.

The two Qiankun Circles spun together in the air, colliding with each other, neither giving in, and hitting each other with a loud ping-pong sound.

Nezha first offered the Qiankun Circle, then offered the gold brick, and hit his opponent on the head.

However, the "Nezha" on the opposite side saw this and also offered the gold brick to hit.

The two golden lights collided in the air, and with a loud "bang", the whole void was shaken.

The bright red Hun Tian Ling on the fake Nezha's arm shook, like a long rainbow, and rolled towards Yan Zhaoge.

Without waiting for Yan Zhaoge to make a move, the real Nezha's Hun Tian Ling also swung, whipping the opponent's red silk like a whip, and the red silk seemed to have life, turning in the air, like a strange python turning over, dodging away.

The two red silks seemed to come alive, fighting each other in midair, neither of them able to catch the other.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, go and help my master and uncle." Nezha shouted, "I want to see who's better with this devil!"

He used his true fire, shook his body, regenerated two heads and four arms, and manifested a three-headed, six-armed appearance. His power shook the universe, forcing the other people fighting around him to retreat.

But almost at the same time, the "Nezha" on the opposite side also showed three heads and six arms, and his momentum was no less powerful.

The two of them fought in a group in an instant, and the world was turned upside down. Wherever they moved, it was almost difficult for others to get close.

Yan Zhaoge looked into the distance. The shadow demon originally turned into the Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor to compete with the great man who was one of the four emperors of Taoism. Now that Nezha came, he turned into Nezha again and fought with Nezha.

Even so, the Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor also had a new opponent.

The strengths of several parties intertwined and fought a chaotic battle, which was earth-shattering.

In the center of the battlefield, the focus of everyone's competition was a hazy and illusory nebula.

Affected by the war, the nebula was almost shattered.

In the center of the nebula, golden light could be vaguely seen, and there seemed to be golden lotus and black soil looming in the golden light.

"Is it really the Wu Ji Xinghuang Flag?" Yan Zhaoge was thinking, and a layer of gloom suddenly appeared on the spiritual platform in his heart.

He subconsciously looked up and saw that many people on the battlefield, including the two Nezha, were doing the same thing as him.

The void suddenly split open and a Buddha appeared.

Five-colored divine light shone all over the Buddha's body.

It was clearly the Peacock King!