My brother is so stable

In the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King on the throne raised his eyes, sighed softly at this moment, and lay quietly on his back.

In the dark clouds above Chentangguan, Li Jing held his sword and fought against the phantoms attacking around him, his eyes became more and more anxious, and he kept waving magic weapons.

On the edge of the East China Sea, where the shallow sea meets the deep sea, Ao Bing has been entrenched on the bottom of the sea at some point, his eyes with some black flames, staring at the direction where Nezha flew.

I'm coming!

Here is the killing array!

As long as he enters this place, I will suppress him with a killing array in the name of him killing Patrol Yaksha!

No one can stop it, and no one can blame themselves!

What the Dragon Clan really lacks is luck, this is the ancient overlord, the real powerhouse!

Today, father, you will definitely watch me with your own eyes!

I am Ao Bing!

The third son of the Dragon King of the East China Sea!

boom!

Several blue dragons crashed into the sea surface, attracted Nezha's attention as planned before, and quickly sank towards the bottom of the sea.

Flames gushed out of Nezha's body, isolating the sea water, and rushed into the sea water without hesitation, his eyes were close to pure black, and a pure and strong killing intent exuded around his body!

Ao Binglong's claws trembled, and suddenly he had a bad feeling, but Nezha's figure crashed into the formation and disappeared instantly.

It became.

Ao Bing heaved a long sigh of relief, and then felt a great sense of accomplishment. He moved slowly towards the formation, feeling the killing power gushing out from the formation.

Nezha?

Explain and teach disciples?Grandson of Taibai Jinxing?

"Haha, hahaha!"

Canglong roared and laughed loudly in the water, his long and slender figure of hundreds of feet swayed slowly, and the guards were already swimming towards this place.

suddenly!

The great array in the sea showed the outer traces, it was a black millstone, and in the center of the millstone, a flame like a candle flickered lightly.

Samadhi is really hot!

The fire lotus burst!

The sea surface with a radius of hundreds of miles was raised high, and water jets shot straight into the sky!

In the sea, the lotus flower with a diameter of a hundred miles is in full bloom. It is the true flame of life, mocking the destructive power of ordinary sea water!

Under the fire lotus, several blue dragons ran away desperately. Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, and was too close to the initial explosion point of the fire lotus. It was too late to escape at this moment, and he was directly engulfed by the flames and scalding sea water...

And that life-threatening figure is coming from the ashes!

"Nezha! Er!"

The last word dare can no longer be uttered.

Chapter 682 It's the Dragon's Guardian

'Nezha! '

'Nezha! '

'How dare you Dragon Palace bully me like this! '

"Cough! Puff"

On the white sandy beach, Nezha spewed water from his small mouth, and his round belly quickly returned to normal.

The little body limp there, and he opened his eyes weakly.

A familiar big face poked over from the side, filling Nezha's sight.

"Ah, Uncle Chang'an..."

"Third Young Master, are you awake?"

Li Changshou's face was full of worry, and he whispered: "Is there any discomfort?"

Nezha opened his small mouth, wanted to speak but couldn't, feeling like he was having a nightmare. At this moment, he still felt a little headache, and another picture came to his mind, which was a bit hazy and unreal.

He murmured: "Aren't I, am I fighting some long worms?"

Li Changshou said with a smile: "The third young master is dreaming, don't think about it, let yourself relax..."

"Hee hee," Nezha smacked his lips, and opened his hands to Li Changshou, "Hug, Uncle Chang'an!"

"Come on," Li Changshou rubbed Nezha's head, half-carrying him on his shoulders, "Let's go home."

I also sighed secretly in my heart. Although this little Nezha is smart enough and has the ability to judge like a teenager or a young man, he is still a child at heart.

Nezha didn't pay much attention to the previous matter at this time, and slumped on Li Changshou's shoulder, groaning weakly.

My whole body was sore, and my hands and feet were cramped, which really seemed to be a symptom of being tired from playing.

Uh, why have all the clothes been changed, didn't I come out in this suit?

Nezha had a few question marks on his forehead, and then he was attracted by the butterflies on the side of the road, staring at them for a while.

Li Changshou chuckled softly in his heart.

In the ideal "Nezha Fighting the Dragons", the little Nezha is full of heroism, with a magic weapon with him, and he is full of spirits, worthy of the name of a little hero.

In fact, in "Nezha Fighting the Dragons", he burned his clothes not long after he shot it, grabbed a pointed gun, wore a red bellyband, and rushed forward and backward with a long gun, which is worthy of...

The name of the little ass.

energetic.

"Uncle Chang'an, did I kill a long bug?"

"Yes, and you're a little out of control."

"Then you just said that I was dreaming, ha, yawn... I still heard my father's voice."