The immortals sighed in great magnitude, and some people secretly wondered whether they should abandon the Tao and practice Buddhism.

Seeing this, Nezha laughed, stepped on the Hot Wheel, held the fire-sharp spear with his hands, used three heads and six arms, and grabbed the Qiankun Circle with the other hand and threw it over.

Muzha spread out and immediately summoned the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Pillar and smashed Nezha's face.

The two of them were fatal, and they didn't hold back at all. The fight was dark and the sky was dark and the sky was gone day and night.

All the immortals were stunned and shocked when they saw it.

"Are they half-brothers who actually attacked the vital points without any hesitation?"

"I didn't expect that the third prince of Nezha had such a powerful cultivation level, only one step away from the Daluo Golden Immortal."

"It is worthy of being one of the three most dazzling generals in the Battle of Gods. Nezha is really talented."

Some people have already seen the level of the two brothers. The third prince of Nezha's cultivation is not before Muzha, and his Taoist practice is obviously deeper.

The most terrifying thing is Nezha's magical powers and various magic weapons, and his combat power is obviously higher than Muzha. After another half an hour of fighting, Muzha will be defeated.

Muzha knew it, but he didn't care.

Half an hour is enough.

He glanced at the Guanyin Zen Temple behind him without any silence.

It was at this moment.

Wukong stepped forward and wanted to use the golden cudgel to break the door.

Muzha fought with Nezha, and also paid attention to the bottom, and was shocked.

"How dare you take advantage of the fact that I was being fought and launch a sneak attack, it's too shameless."

Wukong said, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is in danger. You, a traitor, still have to buy time for the monsters?"
Chapter completed!