Fengshen: This Human Emperor is a bit strong

Although his footsteps were a little frivolous, his expression was very curious, as if it was the first time he had seen such a scene.

"hey-hey…"

A creepy voice suddenly came from a distance, it seemed to be a voice with a hint of temptation.

"Who? Where is who? Come out to me! Don't let me beat you!"

"Baby, come and play!"

Hearing this, Nezha was completely angry, and threw the Qiankun circle in his hand directly in the direction of the sound.

"what!"

First, there was the sound of a heavy object being hit, followed by an exclamation.

The Qiankun circle automatically returned, and Nezha stretched out his hand, and the Qiankun circle put it on Nezha's right arm.

Nezha took steps that his relatives did not recognize, wanting to see what it was that he hit.

Not long after, Nezha saw a pile of bones in front of him, scattered all over the place.

"Baby, you have such a big temper!"

The bones gradually turned into a strange woman with blue lips and pale face, holding a bone flute in her hand, staring at Nezha coldly.

"Who? Who are you? Hurry up and come out to me! Don't blame the Qiankun circle in my hands for being immoral later!"

"Hehe, you beat my boy to death, and now you dare to come to my door. What? Do you think no one can cure you?"

"What the hell are you? How do you draw like a ghost? People are not people, ghosts or ghosts, what do you look like, and you dare to teach me a lesson?"

"You little brat, you really were born with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I am a monk of Jinao Island, and I am a disciple of a sage who is in the sky. Who taught you? Why are you so disrespectful of etiquette?"

the woman said angrily.

Although angry, he still didn't do anything.

Although the doll in front of me is young, she can have such brute force, and there are so many treasures in her hand, if the master is taught by those senior uncles, then...

"You bastard, listen to my master, my master is the most powerful king of the big merchants, he can kill you with just one word!"

Nezha said with a smile.

The universe circle in his hand buzzed, as if he wanted to scare the woman too.

"Who? Are you talking about Di Xin? Hahaha, you little brat, why are you so ignorant. That Di Xin is just a little king, and my master is a saint!"

The woman sneered.

A white silk handkerchief suddenly appeared in his hand, and the silk handkerchief contained streamer.

"You are not allowed to speak ill of my master! Find a fight!"

As he said that, Nezha threw out the universe circle in Nezha's hand, and a red light appeared on the universe circle.

"Hehe, today I will show you, a frog in the well, what a disciple of a saint is. Your master is really nothing in this prehistoric world."

After all, the silk handkerchief in the woman's hand became bigger and bigger, directly blocking Nezha's Qiankun circle, and the Qiankun circle struggled to get out of it, but was firmly stopped by Sipa.

Just when Nezha was in a hurry, the Qiankun circle completely lost its luster, hummed unwillingly, and was taken away by the woman.

"What a sweet baby!"

"You old hag, quickly return my Qiankun circle to my young master!"

"Who are you calling an old witch! You son of a bitch, I thought you were young and wanted to let you go. Since you insult me ​​like this, even if you are the apprentice of the King of Kings, you will die for my boy today. .”

the woman said angrily.

The silk handkerchief in his hand became bigger again, and this time he wanted to roll up Nezha directly.

Nezha, who suffered a loss once, would not know that the silk handkerchief in the woman's hand is a magic weapon, so he directly sacrificed his own Huntian Ling, held one end in his hand, and drew it towards the silk handkerchief in the woman's hand.

But under the woman's control, the silk handkerchief seemed to be psychic, and the Huntian Ribbon, which had repeatedly avoided Nezha's swing, seemed to be playing with Nezha.

"You old witch, don't hide if you have the ability, what kind of ability is hiding."

"It seems that the human king didn't teach you too much, and he didn't even have any sense of fighting skills."

"You...young master is angry! What should you do for insulting my master like this?"

"What's the crime? What's my crime? What's my boy Caiyun's crime? Why did you kill my boy with one arrow?"

the woman said angrily.

The silk handkerchief in her hand immediately grew bigger, and the woman squeezed the silk handkerchief and drew it towards Nezha.

"you…"

Nezha was tired of avoiding, but he was not forgiving with his words.

He has never received systematic training, and his cultivation is because he is the reincarnation of the Lingzhu, born with supernatural power, and with the addition of the acquired Lingbao, he can be about [-]-[-] like a woman.

On the other hand, the magic weapon in a woman's hand is only a low-grade Houtian Lingbao, and any treasure in Nezha's hand can beat the silk handkerchief in a woman's hand.

Not long after, Nezha's spiritual energy was exhausted, and it was difficult to continue to control the Huntian Ling in his hand, and even seemed a little embarrassed to avoid it.

"How? Surrender or die? As long as you are willing to be a slave, I will let you go!"

"Don't even think about it! Young master is..."

Before he finished speaking, he was drawn by the woman's silk handkerchief.

This blow made Nezha suffer, and an indescribable expression surged from his heart.

"Little boy, it's better to find a better master in the younger life. Of course, keep your eyes open in the next life, don't be so arrogant!"

After saying that, the silk handkerchief in the woman's hand was drawn again.

This time, the spiritual energy in Nezha's body has been completely used up, and he can't escape this time.

Nezha's eyes gradually closed, as if resigned to his fate.

Suddenly, a golden circle of light suddenly appeared around Nezha, and the circle of light rose directly into the sky, forming a shield to protect Nezha.

Sipa was drawn on it, and the shield didn't even have a ripple.

"The apprentice of the widow, are you worthy of a lesson?"

A middle-aged man in a black dragon robe descended from the sky, and the long sword in his hand exuded a strange red light.

"You...you are..."

"Hehe, you are Shiji? Why do you want to be so cruel to my apprentice?"

Di Xin said in a deep voice.

The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand buzzed, and at the same time he clicked on Shiji's attribute bar.

【Name】: Shiji
【Denomination】: cut religion
[Strength]: Force value 0 points, Dao 2500 years.

[Magic weapon]: Eight Diagrams cloud light handkerchief

[Loyalty]: 0
[Comprehensive Evaluation]: A-
How could it be Shiji?Nezha opened the Qiankun Bow?

If it is a person who intercepts the teaching, it will not be easy to solve it today.

This embarrassment was not because Di Xin was afraid of Tongtian.Instead, Di Xin wanted to win over Tongtian, and wanted to fight against Chanjiao with Tongtian.

At the time of enshrining the gods, Tongtian was miserably beaten by Yuanshi Tianzun. Not only was he forced to eat the Meteor Sacred Pill, but even his sect was disbanded because his disciples were listed on the list.

Especially Duobao Huahu, the elder brother of Jiejiao, rebelled against Jiejiao and chose to go to the West to become the third Buddha.

"You are Di Xin? What do you want?"

Shiji said angrily.