My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

Suzaku is fire.

The place under his control is like a desert, scorching hot.

One is already the leader, and he arrived on the battlefield in human form.

A gloomy and handsome man, wearing a black suit, stood dignifiedly on the edge of the desert. He didn't look like he was here for a battle, but for a banquet.

Behind him are the family immortals who came with him, waiting for his instructions.

Looking at the hottest place in the middle of the desert, he looked up at the big formation that had been triggered above his head, and said to the family immortals:

"I will enter the formation first to fight with Suzaku. Among the family immortals, those with advanced cultivation will pay attention and then attack the enemy. The rest of the gray immortals who have broken the formation seize the opportunity to enter the formation."

"There must be casualties in this battle, but this is for the sake of righteousness. Please do your best."

All the immortals behind Baqi stood up one after another, cupped their hands and said, "I will live up to my mission!"

Baqi also bowed his hands to the family immortals in return: "Thank you."

Although the appearance of Baqi at this moment is still the same as before, feminine and handsome, but there are some differences.

More calm and decisive.

There is determination in the eyes.

Turning around, Baqi looked at Suzaku in the formation again, clenched his fists tightly, and let out a roar.

Amidst the roar, Baqi's figure skyrocketed and turned into his own appearance.

The one in the center was one, and the others lined up around him at a time, roaring into the desert at the same time.

Five and Six are gone, but they are still Baqi.

In this battle, he will definitely live up to the entrustment of the lord and Yan, and will not disappoint Wu and Liu.

One head suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a lot of water.

The flood instantly swept across the desert like a vast ocean, and Baqi swam into the vast ocean, rushing towards the center.

Suzaku is fire, and it happens that he is water.

Now let him see if it is his flood that can put out Suzaku's fire.

Or Suzaku's fire can extinguish his water!

Riding on the vast ocean he spewed out, Baqi came to the place where Suzaku was before Suzaku appeared, and the six tails slammed down hard, just in time to beat the Suzaku that had just emerged into the ground!

Suzaku screamed, and Baqi took advantage of his illness to kill him, opened his mouth wide, aimed at Suzaku's head, and Wang Yang poured out again.

The flood hit the flames on Suzaku's body, and the mist filled the sky immediately, covering the sight.

Unwilling to be crushed and beaten by Baqi, Suzaku flapped its wings vigorously, trying to fly into the air.

One can fly, the other can't fly, and the one occupying the air will have the absolute initiative.

Suzaku, who has lost his mind, can think of this, how could Baqi not think of it?

He would never give Suzaku the chance to fly into the sky.

One head is in charge of water attack, while the other five heads each divide their work and control Suzaku's wings.

Two bound on the left side, two on the right, and one bound his claws so that he couldn't even stand up.

The Suzaku, who was tightly entangled, was really hard to fly.

Suzaku was covered in flames, and such a close bondage was also a big injury to Yaqi.

But even if his body was scorched black and his eyes were red, Yaqi would not retreat an inch.

In ancient times, the Nine Infants had a fierce reputation, and they were no different from the Four Sacred Beasts.

Even if there are three heads missing now, and his strength has regressed, but against a Suzaku who has lost his mind, Baqi thinks he will not be defeated.

The same is true.

The water in the mouth of one mouth was spewing on Suzaku's head without interruption, filling Suzaku so much that it didn't even dare to sing.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the water would flow directly into his stomach along the mouth, which would choke him to death.

Struggled hard, but couldn't break free from the suppression of the other five heads.

Not only that, more than one head was spraying water, and the other heads were not idle.

His wings and claws were wrapped around his neck, and when his mouth was free, he kept tearing at his body.

In just a moment, the feathers on Suzaku's body were torn apart by the five heads of Yaqi.

The head wrapped around his claws nearly ripped off all his tail feathers.

If it weren't for this battle, there would be a lot of rolling stones in the mountain, and the roar would continue.

Combined with the steaming mist, it's like boiling water to pluck chicken feathers.

The surrounding family immortals were dumbfounded.

This battle is simply a one-sided situation.

It's a pity that they couldn't get in such a good opportunity.

There is fire and water inside, the water is bubbling and boiling, and they are afraid that if they go in, they will lose their hair immediately.

The family immortals thought that they could only stand on the periphery and wait blankly before the battle of Baqi was over.

But he found that the gods of the Western Realm controlled by the formation swarmed behind him.

Fortunately, these gods don't seem to be any powerful characters. Even if their cultivation base is not high, they should have the power to fight.

The house immortals looked at each other, and they all swelled up to meet them.

In the formation, Lord Baqi was fighting Suzaku to the death, and they couldn't intervene.

Outside the formation, let these guys handle it with them!

Shouting sharply, the house immortals rushed towards the rushing Western gods, blocking their footsteps from rushing into the formation.

The same thing happened in the Western White Tiger Formation.

Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels and the blackened white tiger with wings, fighting endlessly in the sky, and the sparks caused by the fighting shot out in all directions.

The family immortals below fought against the swarming Western gods while breaking through the formation.

The battle is fierce.

Casualties happen all the time.

Everyone, every beast, is fighting and sacrificing without hesitation in order to break the formation.

The same goes for Tang Xin and Li Yelan on the top of the mountain.

After beheading the last god blocking the way, Tang Xin and Li Yelan set foot on the top of the mountain.

Xiang Pan was also wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned around, looking at them coldly.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, Xiang Pan sneered and said, "Don't come here without any problems, my lords."

Tang Xin looked at Xiang Pan now, her mood was still very complicated.

The more divine power came back, the clearer he could see the outside world.

In his eyes now, Xiangpan is like a lake that is about to dry up, a tree that is about to die, and its vitality is weak.

As for why this happened, Tang Xin could almost guess.

"Stop it, you're going to die."

He persuaded...

It's not because the world is about to be destroyed, it's just that he compares his heart with his heart. In fact, he doesn't want Xiangpan to be wiped out.

Xiang Pan snorted coldly: "Stop it? If it were you, would you stop?"

Seeing Tang Xin's appearance, Xiang Pan knew that the other party already knew about his past.

This is not surprising.

Yan was originally a soft-hearted guy.

It's ridiculous that the sharpest sword in the world is actually a guy who has a soft heart and can't bear to hurt others.

Xiang Pan snorted again in disdain.

Tang Xin was silent because of Xiang Pan's question.

He was thinking, if what happened to Xiang Pan was changed to happen to him, would he follow the same path as Xiang Pan?

"Don't worry, you won't."

The warmth of Li Yelan's palm came from his hand, and he heard his firm words: "Even if the same thing happens to you, you will never make the same decision as him."

"Because you are different from him. You have sunshine in your heart, but he is dirty and dark. You are not the same kind of people."

Tang Xin looked at Li Yelan in surprise, and couldn't help but smile.

It turned out that in his heart, he was so beautiful.

Xiang Pan turned pale because of Li Yelan's words.

Because he knew that what Li Yelan said was true, Yan at that time had indeed chosen another path.

And without hesitation.

But what could this mean? !

Yan Youhuang at that time!

And he has nothing!

He only has endless, pain, anger, hate!

Xiang Pan's hands contained divine power, and he pressed down hard.

The runes that devoured the large formation slowly began to spin rumblingly.

The formation was activated by Xiang Pan!

"Today, none of you can survive. This dirty world shouldn't exist!"

"Destroy them all!"