Chapter 451: Space Magic Is so Annoying!

When the sky gradually brightened, the soldiers in Youhun Pass and outside the pass got up and found a huge black ball outside.

Chong Heihu didn't sleep all night because Nezha never came out after he went in.

He was very familiar with Nezha and knew that this black ball was definitely not Nezha's magical power, so he tried to have people attack it.

But whether it was the soldiers' bows and arrows or his son's magic weapon, the Iron-beaked Divine Eagle, they all went straight through and could not cause any damage.

"Is that monster so strong? Nezha didn't take it down all night? General Li, I may need your help later."

"Okay!"

Li Jing did not refuse, but was a little happy. The monster that Nezha couldn't take down, he only needed to use the pagoda to capture it, which was regarded as a small restoration of his dignity as a father in front of him.

At this moment, in the field.

Xiao Hei was panting heavily, he was already exhausted. If it weren't for the supply of elixir and peaches, he would have been taken down long ago.

Nezha on the opposite side also had a faster breathing rate. It was obvious that fighting for a whole night was not a small consumption for him now.

"The space magic is really annoying!"

Before today, he had never encountered an opponent who could teleport. Even Tu Xingsun, who was extremely proficient in the five elements escape technique, could not cause him such a big trouble.

Unless he killed him, he could transform into his original body and dodge any attack, even the dense rain of gold bricks, with extremely agile body movements.

"Xiao Hei, I'm going to hit you harder. I'll heal you later!"

Nezha no longer held back. He had no other skills but to fight. With his keen fighting instinct, he defeated many enemies.

He did not waste this night. He had calculated Xiao Hei's teleportation range and common routes through observation, and was very sure to hit him.

It only took one shot to break the cover. By then, the outcome of the battle was already determined.

Nezha moved. He threw out the gold bricks to narrow the range, and the Qiankun circle in his hand suddenly increased, encircling the few remaining routes.

For one night, Nezha used this attack method, and Xiao Hei had formed a subconscious reaction.

It was this "training" that made him fall into Nezha's trap.

"It's here!"

Xiao Hei threw a pair of Yin-Yang swords in his hand and rushed to the blind spot.

Seeing the two swords flying, Xiao Hei, who had turned back into a kitten, was also shocked. The escape positions around him were almost blocked. He had no way to retreat, so he had to...

Fight!

Staring at the two swords with his eyes, Xiao Hei could even feel the sharpness on the tip of the sword. At this moment, he used teleportation to shuttle and flash to the position of the hilt.

Snap!

Suddenly there was a crisp cracking sound. Xiao Hei looked up and saw that the tip of the fire spear had pierced the fire shield and was 0.01 cm in front of his forehead.

"You lose."

Nine fire dragons flew out again and surrounded the two. Nezha was unharmed, but Xiao Hei's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Finally, he could no longer maintain the space and his eyes closed completely.

Nezha finally smiled and said softly, "You are amazing for holding on until now."

"Yes, he really tried hard."

The voice came from above, and Nezha remained calm and controlled the fire dragon to fly upwards.

Bang, bang, bang!

The bodies of the nine fire dragons were all cut off, and the cross-sections were surprisingly smooth.

Nezha immediately looked up, his pupils widened, because Xiao Hei was actually in the hands of the man. He looked down and found that Xiao Hei was gone.

"Who are you?"

"I am his master. Thank you for showing mercy and not hurting this child."

The number of people in the game room has been met!

Wanxian has been observing Xiao Hei's situation in the game room, wanting him to experience an extreme battle, which will be very helpful for his future.

When he saw the fire shield being broken, Wuxian came here. Naturally, he would not let Xiao Hei fall into Nezha's hands, even if there was no danger.

"Put him down! You are not worthy to be his master for letting such a young child go to the battlefield!"

Nezha said, and he rushed up with his fire spear. He would not show mercy to Wuxian.

But Wuxian was faster, and he directly opened the door of the game house and went back.

After a vain attack, Nezha's anger instantly rose. He searched for a long time but did not find any trace of Xiaohei, and then he accepted the fact that they had left.

At this time, Chong Heihu led people to run over and asked: "Third Prince, have the enemies been resolved?"

Nezha looked unfriendly, but still said: "Well, you guys break through the pass, I want to go back and rest."

"Okay!"

Although Nezha did not break through the pass directly, Chong Heihu did not say anything. After solving the big monster, Youhun Pass could not withstand the double-sided attack.

The army was ready to go, and Youhun Pass was dead silent.

Chong Heihu led 3,000 flying tiger soldiers to charge in front, and Chong Yingluan rode the fire-eyed golden-eyed beast closely beside him, ready to take the first credit of this battle.

But at this moment, a soft light enveloped the entire Youhun Pass, and no matter how strong the wind was, it could not get in.

In the sky, there was a graceful man holding a jade lamp, and nothing in the world could touch him.

Chong Heihu twisted his face and said irritably: "Why is there another troublesome person? Go to the camp to invite the third prince!"

"Hmph! Why do you need that kid to come out? Watch me take him in!"

Li Jing snorted coldly, threw out the exquisite pagoda in his hand, and prepared to take the man in.

But to his surprise, the invincible pagoda was bounced away when it approached, and he couldn't even recall it.

"My pagoda!"

Li Jing's expression changed drastically. He didn't care about being embarrassed, and rode his horse to find the pagoda he dropped in the distance.

"..."

On the other side, in the camp, Nezha couldn't sleep at all. The battle with Xiao Hei made his mind active.

"My fate is determined by me, not by God. I heard such a rebellious words, but... why do I feel happy?"

No matter which world Nezha is from, he is restless in his bones. The most fundamental reason why he chose to help Zhou destroy Shang is to repay his gratitude.

The master is too good to him, better than his parents. Nezha has a bad temper, but he is really filial.

Even Li Jing, who has been bad to him since he was a child, wanted to make a belt for his father after Nezha killed Ao Bing.

His temper is mostly directed at monsters he doesn't know, and he has always been very good to people.

When he was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, he suddenly felt a strange movement outside. He came out and found that the army of Chong Heihu was stopped by a man.

Nezha narrowed his eyes, not infinitely, he was mostly out of interest, but still flew over with his weapon.

When he got close, he instantly became interested again.

Three eyes, three-pointed double-edged sword, extraordinary appearance, outstanding, isn't this Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian? You looked like this when you were young?"

Nezha even thought that Yang Jian looked like this twenty years ago.

"Haha, you can call me Erlang Shen."

Yang Jian in the Investiture of the Gods is called Yang Jian, and there is no name of Erlang Shen.

"Named after God? Are you a god in heaven?"

"Well... I guess so."

"Then why do you help Yin Shang?"

"Because... my fate is determined by me, not by God!"