The fire-tip spear pierced through the chest, and Hun Tianling wrapped around the scarred and thin body.
"Are you still running?" His voice was very soft, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of malice. The dots of blood set off his extremely handsome face, showing the majesty of the God of Death.
"No... I won't run away... If I had known it was the third prince coming, I would have killed him at my neck - "
Before he finished speaking, he was punched hard in the face again.
"How dare you use your fake face when you talk to me!"
"Hahahaha..." Hong Boy laughed, his sunken chest heaving violently, and he coughed up a large amount of blood foam.
The golden light behind him shone brightly, revealing his extremely gorgeous face and the huge Dharma form behind him.
"Extremely evil appearance... King Yaksha... Red Boy, you are really matricide!"
"A mere princess from the Rakshasa Kingdom in the West died. It was worthy of the Western Buddhas chasing me to heaven and earth for three years. In the end, it alarmed the Heavenly Court and attracted the Third Prince to come in person. Yang Jian was dormant and Sun Wukong disappeared. You still don't understand that they are going to start the journey to the West again. I am... The sacrifice to the flag. Nezha, kill me. How can you be alone?"
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Nezha always knew that he was smart. He was full of calculations at every step and turned the world of Buddhism and Taoism upside down.
But that day under Leiyin Temple, he watched with his own eyes as he was tortured by the seventy-two mantra forbidden curses. Every inch of blood spurted out murderous intent, and the inner demon was sown.
The Fire Wheel burned fiercely, Hundian Linghong wept with blood, the fire-pointed spear pointed directly to the west, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky were shaken.
"Nezha, do you want to rebel?"
"You have been obedient for a long time, and you have all forgotten that I, Nezha, am a wicked boy who kills dragons and cramps, cuts flesh and bones, and is a god of murder who commits seventeen hundred murders when he is ugly. Now I have made a great wish to sacrifice my body to marry Hong Haier, the son of Princess Iron Fan and the powerful Bull Demon King. I have abandoned Buddhism and will not regret it even if I die! Anyone who deceives my wife must die!"
Intention: Bully me? Kill you.