Lock Dragon Wrap

"He is the devil boy of Chentangguan, he is the prisoner dragon of the East Sea" While the blood lotus on Nezha's eyebrows was burning hot, ice was oozing out of Ao Bing's back scales. The blue flames of the sacrifice at the bottom of the sea reflected the entangled figures. The moment when Hun Tianling crushed the shark gauze tent, a bloody memory flew out of the rift in time and space: Three hundred years ago, Nuwa repaired the crack in the sky and carved the red and blue lotus into a yin and yang calamity. "Want to escape the tribulation or escape me?" It rained heavily in Chentangguan for seven days, and the broken dragon roar came from the bottom of Linglong Tower. Nezha smiled and crushed his soul, letting the red lotus karma fire burn through the thirty-third heaven: "Little Dragon King, why don't we tear up this piece of heaven and make it into a wedding dress?"