Lei Zhenzi didn't come back either.

After Nezha woke up from a coma, he looked at the somewhat empty fairy island and sat there a little distracted.

The monkey broke through, Lei Zhenzi broke through, but he still didn't see the possibility of defeating the demon who guarded the pass, which was indeed a blow to Nezha, who was already quite high-spirited.

So much so that the two hair bags tied on his head were a little low, and the whole person was listless.

Wei Hu carried his demon-slaying pestle, trembled in two steps, trembled in three steps, sat beside Nezha with white lips, and handed over the healing pill that had just been used up.

They were exhausted and relatively speechless, sitting there quietly recuperating.

After a while, Nezha regained a little vitality and suddenly said, "If the injury can recover quickly, there is no need to wait here." ”

"You're a little irritable," Wei Hu said with a smile, and his words were naturally more ridiculous.

Nezha sighed faintly, looking down at the fire-tipped spear, which was already covered with cracks.

Sun Wukong can leave them behind, it can be said that Sun Wukong is blessed, he is a spirit monkey born and raised by heaven and earth, and he is born with great mana, and these Taoist disciples who have practiced from scratch cannot be compared.

But Lei Zhenzi, who was from the same starting point as them, and even Lei Zhenzi, who was not as good as himself, also walked in front of him, which made Nezha have a little self-doubt.

Is he really as talented and intelligent as his uncles say......

"Don't think about it too much," Wei Hu bumped Nezha with his elbow and said: "Everyone's opponent is different, and they are all adjusted according to our respective strengths, it's not that we are inferior to Lei Zhenzi, it's just that Lei Zhenzi has made a breakthrough, so he can pass the test." ”

"I naturally know the truth, but why I haven't been able to find a breakthrough. ”

Nezha smiled bitterly, his fingers lightly brushed the three-pointed two-edged gun, and Wei Hu on the side also felt the same way, but Wei Hu was originally a little late in the beginning, and he has always been a junior disciple, which is a little different from the reincarnation of Nezha Lingzhuzi.

His pressure is much less than Nezha's.

"Go hard, Senior Brother is waiting for us at the front," Wei Hu said with a smile, and then began to close his eyes and heal.

Brother......

If you don't mention it, even if you don't mention it, Nezha only needs to think that when he was still on Qianyuan Mountain, he had fought with Yang Jian in the name of the three generations of senior brothers, and he still wanted to let ......

By the time he was reincarnated, Yang Jian was already a master disciple of the Daomen who could stir up clouds and rain in the battle of the gods and had considerable right to speak, and then he soared into the sky and became the reliance of the flood famine.

Now, the survival of the entire Great World of Flood and Wilderness is inseparable from Yang Jian's back and forth campaign.

Looking at himself again, after entering the Heavenly Court, he also practiced non-stop, relying on the blessing of the power of Heaven and his many combat exploits, his cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds.

But he has never been able to keep up with the pace of the elder brother.

Although Nezha had great respect for Yang Jian, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, why was his senior brother so dazzling, making the starry sky that should be starry and the other stars bleak.

He's just one of the 'others'.

The lotus treasure body, the physical body is strong, what can it be?

Quasi-saint power, three heads and six arms, what is it?

Senior brother can't compare, monkey can't compare, Lei Zhenzi can't compare......

Nezha doesn't have to compare these things with himself, he is not a paranoid person, and most of these comparisons motivate him not to slack off.

But during the previous Great War, the haggard appearance of the master's mental strength was almost exhausted, which made him secretly hate himself for being useless.

Heavenly Court fell into the clouds, and the Jade Emperor led many Heavenly Soldiers who could not go to the frontal battle situation to break off the desolate beings, he was the general of the Heavenly Court, the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea Society personally sealed by the Jade Emperor on the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and the son of Li Jing, the generalissimo of soldiers and horses......

But what can he do?

It's just that a few tears have been shed, and in the powerful battle situation, the shouts can't be heard too far, and the few enemies killed are too worthless.

Hogan!

Hogan!

Nezha clenched his fists tightly, wiped his nose violently, forcibly inhaled, and even ignored the injury, stepping on the hot wheels and rushing to the shifting formation.

In a flash of light, he was once again sent into the twenty-fifth level.

If he can't break through, he'll die here!

The more extreme and difficult it is, the more it can stimulate its own potential, and the more it can find opportunities to break through, this is what the master told him, and it is also what he believes completely.

In the big array, the light surged, and in the pool of blood, another demon demon that Nezha had never seen before slowly walked out.

Tall and burly figure, thick and burly limbs, and a mottled battle armor, two tightly held magic axes that exude a strong murderous aura, those bloody eyes have no emotion at all.

"Come on!"

The fire-tipped spear contained firelight, Nezha's eyes were a little fierce, his body leaned forward, and the hot wheels rotated extremely quickly, leaving an afterimage of the Dao, and fiercely slaughtered the past.

The demon roared, and two arcs of light that almost cut off the world were released, and a great battle quickly broke out.

Twenty-six levels above the sky, the mirage dragon who saw this scene shook his head slightly.

This time, it was only half an hour, Nezha, who was almost cut in half, was thrown out of the big array; Nezha was lying on the ground, his muscles were bruised, and he raised his head and roared angrily at the peaceful white clouds, and Wei Hu on the side silently docked his body, put the pill next to Nezha, and turned around and stepped into the moving array.

There is no need to persuade you, you come here to break through, to get promoted quickly.

Everyone has their own way to go, even if Nezha really wants to die here, no one can interfere with him.

The injury is too serious, Nezha can only recuperate this time, but he does not wait for the injury to recover completely, as long as he can exert ten percent of his combat power, even if such an all-out fight will damage his vitality, Nezha will not hesitate to step into the moving formation.

Once......

Ten ......

Dozens of ......

In just three months, Nezha, who was almost crazy, rushed through dozens of times.

The Buddhist disciple couldn't help but persuade Nezha to come to his senses, but Nezha couldn't hear it in both ears, but his eyes were just staring straight at the shifting formation.

On the face that has always been childish, it has been a little vicissitudes at this time.

On this day, Wei Hu broke through the twenty-sixth pass, and in the middle of the battle, between life and death, he obtained the true and true understanding passed on by the Dao Xing Tianzun, and set the golden light to subdue the demons, and the Dao body and the primordial spirit were blended together like a physical body cultivator.

Although he was not originally a physical practice, Wei Hu realized the method of blessing himself with the power of the primordial gods, and the flesh and the primordial gods complemented each other, and the power of many supernatural powers multiplied, and finally defeated the demonic half-move, and was seriously injured and broke into the twenty-sixth level, and joined Lei Zhenzi and Sun Wukong.

Nezha didn't react to this, and seemed to be really crazy at this time.

In less than half a month, the twenty-fourth level ushered in a wave of 'outbreaks', but the Taoist and Buddhist disciples who were trapped in the eighteenth level broke through one after another, and six people rushed all the way to the twenty-fifth level.

Naturally, they were also blocked by the twenty-fifth level.

Among these six people, there are two disciples of Buddhism, and it is obvious that the six disciples sent by the sage are all well-qualified personal lineages, and they are not much worse than these famous disciples of the Daomen.

The two fairies are more conspicuous, since they are Deng Chanyu and Liuya, who came together all the way.

Liuya's cultivation soon rushed into the quasi-holy realm after the post-Tu Niangniang became sanctified, and so far, the quasi-holy realm has been stable and has taken a big step forward, and the supernatural power and mana are no longer the same as the first level, and there are six mysteries of reincarnation, which is really limitless in the future.

Deng Chanyu's qualifications are not very good, but after being selected by Nuwa Niangniang, she can be regarded as having an amazing understanding, and she has barely entered the quasi-holy realm at this time, and it is already a little difficult to break through at this time.

The other two, one is the first disciple to break through the Great Realm, and the other is Nezha's eldest brother, Jin Zha.

When he saw Nezha, Jin Zha was a little speechless......

At that time, Nezha was sitting in a corner, his eyes did not have much brilliance, his clothes were ragged, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

If it weren't for Nezha's breath slowly rising, and his cultivation slowly recovering, Jin Zha really thought that his third brother had been seriously injured.

"Nezha...... What's wrong with you?"

Nezha didn't respond, just staring at the shifting formation.

"But you're crazy?" Jin Zha hurriedly squatted down, wanting to grab Nezha's wrist to check, but as soon as his fingers landed on Nezha's wrist, Nezha suddenly showed a fierce face, grabbed Jin Zha's collar with his backhand, and the fire-tipped spear was against Jin Zha's neck.

Although Jin Zha's strength has also grown greatly, he still has no backhand power in front of Nezha.

In the place of the sword, the mirage phantom guarding the pass is strong when it is strong, and what it seeks is that the interlocutors continue to break through, and do not pay much attention to the level of their starting point.

"Nezha is me...... Jinzhaah......"

Nezha seemed to have just seen who he was holding, closed his eyes and took a gentle breath, and slowly put down the fire-tipped spear.

He didn't say anything, and continued to sit there and watch the shifting formation, quietly waiting for the moment when the injury recovered to the point where he could exert his full strength.

Jin Zha smiled bitterly beside him, and the Buddhist disciple on the side who had been trapped here told Nezha about the previous breakthrough, and Jin Zha already understood why his third brother was in such a situation.

The stubbornness in his bones, the Dao heart that has been hit one after another, and Nezha, who has always been a child, is not mature, and he is tortured at this time.

However, Jin Zha is not blindly protecting his brother, he is also a disciple of Taoism, and now he is also a major cultivator with a high cultivation realm, although he can only be regarded as the 'second line' among the three generations of disciples, but he also understands the key to cultivation.

The key to cultivating the Tao is actually whether or not you can realize it.

Nezha has never realized it, looking at this situation, I am afraid that the hope of 'realization' is even more slim than before.

But after all, these things can't be helped by outsiders, even if they are masters and apprentices who are passed down by themselves, the avenues between each other cannot be completely consistent.

Two hours later, Nezha dragged his scars and spears to the Hot Wheels.

Jin Zha wanted to speak a little and stopped, wanting to persuade him to wait for his injuries to recover completely before going to break through, but when the words came to his mouth, he was stung by Nezha's back, and he could only sigh lightly.

Half an hour later, in the midst of the great array.

Nezha was lying on the ground, his left arm had been cut off for the first time, and there were two terrifying wounds on his back that almost cut his entire person in half.

But he was still gritting his teeth, and even if he was crawling, he had to crawl in front of the black shadow that stood still......

"Alas......"

The mirage sighed softly, and with a flick of his fingers, the black shadow in front of Nezha swung out a fist shadow, knocking Nezha's remnants directly away.

Then, Nezha's scattered 'lotus roots' throughout the large array were wrapped in light and chased after Nezha's seriously injured body......