Nezha's soul has been integrated with the photos. As long as he is given enough time, he can break the seal of the black lotus sooner or later.

Chen Mang didn't have the patience to wait for him to break the seal by himself. A golden light shot out from his fingertips, drilling into Nezha Niwan Palace, opening a gap for him.

The next moment, a white light wrapped around Nezha's whole body, and a black air melted by the white light. Nezha showed a three-headed and six-armed Dharma body. When he opened his eyes, he stood up happily.

"Master!"

"Well, little Nezha has grown up, and he is almost catching up with your mother...he is almost catching up with your mother!"

In Li Jing's fierce eyes, Chen Mang coughed dryly and put on a decent expression.

At this moment, a young Taoist in a red robe suddenly appeared and bowed to Chen Mang in surprise: "Uncle Master, you are finally here!"

Chen Mang recognized the person as Styx, frowned and looked at him for a few seconds, and asked, "You were not sealed by Wutian? Why didn't you see Lao Zhang? You wouldn't be beaten to death by Wutian?"

Styx laughed: "Uncle Master, don't make trouble. Even the great god Pangu can't kill my master, let alone a mere Wutian. My master wants to transcend the way of heaven and go to the chaos to open the sky."

When Chen Mang heard Zhang Sanfeng go to imitate Pangu Kaitian, he was surprised for a while and then asked, "Then what happened to you?"

Styx's face collapsed and he sighed: "Oh, although Wu Tian can't kill me, the black lotus that destroys the world can suppress my soul. I had to avoid the edge for a while and retreat into the sea of ​​blood with the Asura clan. Uncle Master, just come back. How can we deal with Wu Tian next?"

Chen Mang thought for a while, and formed a secret bag and threw it to Styx, and said, "The way to deal with Wutian is in this secret bag. You can open it after I leave." After that, he realized that Wutian had been chasing him and said to Nezha, "Go!"

"Um!"

Nezha nodded and followed Chen Mang and Hong.

The next moment, the two of them came to Chentang Pass together.

Chen Mang looked at Chen Tangguan who had not seen for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh on his face: "Master, I fought against the disciples of the Three Sects here, killing them so hard that they had urinated..."

"It's because they can't find Bei, right?" Nezha rolled his eyes and complained.

Chen Mang pretended not to hear, walked towards the city gate, and said, "First go to the city for a meal, then go to the East China Sea to have a look..."

Nezha raised his chest and followed, and walked out of the pace of reunion with his relatives with his waist: "Master, today is my father's birthday. The people will hold a festival every year. We can go to the city to have a meal of my father's mat!"

Chen Mang gave him a blank look and was about to complain, but suddenly he paused and glared: "Nezha, didn't you bring your father out?"

Nezha's heart skipped a beat and murmured blankly: "It's over, I might really have to set up a mat for my father this time..."

In the Asura realm, Li Jing stretched out his hand stiffly, maintaining the posture of catching Nezha. His grief and anger were all revealed on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This rebellious son..."

Styx patted his shoulder with sympathy: "Don't be afraid, uncle has left a gift, which should be enough for us to deal with Wu Tian."

Li Jing let out a long breath, calmed down, and said to him: "Senior brother, open the tips and take a look."

Styx's hand shook and opened the tip, took out a piece of white paper from it, which read a big one-

"drop?"

Styx's eyes were almost glaring, and he looked at Li Jing in disbelief.

Li Jing's eyes twitched a few times, as if I knew it. Then he looked shaking and he decisively headed towards the Styx: "Subduing! I'll go to the Buddha Wutian to ask for soldiers and take people to chase Nezha!" As he said that, he walked out of the prison.

Styx: “…”

When Li Jing surrendered to Wutian, Ao Bing sat on the throne of the Dragon King in the East China Sea. The soldiers and horses of the Four Seas sat down to report on the battle situation in the Four Seas.

"Dragon King, the nine-headed insects are resurrected from the dead. Although they are a group of mobs under their command, they are numerous and powerful, and they will be killed. If this continues, the troops and horses in the world will be consumed by them sooner or later. We should think of a solution as soon as possible."

Ao Bing looked at the Prime Minister Turtle beside him and asked, "Does Bodhisattva Guangli still not want to help?"

Prime Minister Turtle showed a bitter look: "The Dragon King of the West Sea went to ask for it personally, but the Bodhisattva did not care about the father and son's affection and drove the Dragon King of the West Sea out..."

Ao Bing frowned: "This little white dragon is really ignorant of the general principles. It's time, and it's still a bit of trouble."

When the little white dragon burned the Jade Emperor Dzi bead, was tied up by the Dragon King of the West Sea and sent it to the Heavenly Court for punishment. Later, he was selected to go to the West to obtain scriptures and was granted a title of Bodhisattva. After that, he broke off relations with the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas.

Now the Jiutouzhe led a large army to attack the Four Seas Dragon Palace. There are many people under his command, dozens of times the soldiers and horses of Four Seas. Only Xiaobailong's talented magical power can relieve this disadvantage. Ao Bing sent people to ask him for help many times, but he all came back.

Ao Bing sighed, stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll go there in person."

After saying that, Ao Bing transformed himself, appeared in the true body of the Azure Dragon, and opened his teeth and claws towards the West Sea.

When the demon soldiers of the Nine-Headed Insect rushed out, they waved their weapons to surround them and surrounded them. They were killed by him. They were instantly broken open to the defense line and let him leave.

Soon, Ao Bing came to the temple where Xiaobailong practiced and met Xiaobailong under the guidance of the boy.

Little Bailong sat on the lotus platform, opened his eyes and looked at Ao Bing, and said, "Third Brother, I already know your purpose. This matter is impossible, you should go back."

Ao Bing said angrily: "I come here to beg you, not only for the West Sea, but also for the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas! You are also from the Dragon Clan, so you can't temporarily let go of your hatred and fight against the enemy together?"

Xiao Bailong snorted coldly: "I was taken to the Heavenly Court to question, which of you ever asked for love for me? Now that I have met a strong enemy, I remembered me. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Ao Bing said helplessly: "If I said in advance, I would know that you would not be sentenced to severely by the Heavenly Court, would you believe it?"

The little white dragon was slightly stunned and said with a suspicion: "How can you know how the Heavenly Court judged me?"

Ao Bing sighed and said, "When we were on the journey to the West, our dragon clan became a Bodhisattva, and you burned the Dzi beads given by the Jade Emperor. At that time, I saw that you were beaten by your uncle, but there was nothing to do with you. I felt that you were resistant to creation, so I recommended you to go to the West to obtain scriptures with your aunt..."

When the little white dragon heard this, he couldn't help but lock his eyebrows: "Wait, do you say you will follow me to get the scriptures? What kind of aunt?"

"That's right, it's just down!"

Chen Mang's figure suddenly appeared beside Xiao Bailong and put a big hand on his shoulder.

The little white dragon was startled, jumped off the lotus platform, and looked at Chen Mang with shock on his face: "Master!"

Chen Mang smiled and said, "Be good! Hurry up and help Ao Bing fight the nine-headed insects. When you come back, your master rewards you with licorice!"

The little white dragon twitched and complained: "Who wants to eat that thing? I am Long, my disciple, Master..."

Chen Mang smiled: "Why reward you with a ginseng fruit?"

The little white dragon's eyes lit up, and then he changed his face to a serious expression, and waved his hand and said, "Master, ginseng fruit is something outside the body. For the sake of the people of the world, the disciple will destroy the nine-headed insects! Then make the ginseng fruit into juice, and wait until the disciple kills the nine-headed insects before drinking!"

“…”

Ao Bing was speechless, looked at Xiao Bailong, who looked like Chen Mang's style, and finally understood why the person he sent before returned in vain.

All grudges and father-son grudges are excuses. This is clearly because he doesn't give enough...
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