Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"town!"

Nezha raised his hand softly and pressed forward slightly, invisible ripples swaying from his body.

The blade that arrived first stopped.

The various weapons and beasts that followed also stopped.

It's like being forcibly paused, or being pulled into another time to infinitely increase the cycle time.

"Disperse."

Nezha's palm that was pressing down was slightly raised, and all the suspended attacks dissipated.

Turned into nothingness again.

Everything is calm again.

"how come?"

"How could this be?"

"It can't be like this!"

To create these attacks, Wu Zhiqi relied on the power of the Huaihe River.

I can say that without hesitation.

With these attacks alone, he could easily kill a Taiyi-level monk.

And it's the crushing kind.

But it only took a few seconds for the opponent to go from suppressing the attack to dispersing the attack.

A few seconds!

In just a few seconds, this attack that could easily kill a monk in the Taiyi realm dissipated in front of Nezha in an understatement.

It didn't work at all.

This was a bit too scary, and Wu Zhiqi could not imagine what was happening in front of him.

If he was facing Daluo Jinxian at this moment, he would not be surprised that his attack would be blocked.

But he was facing it now.

But this is a kid who has just become a Celestial Immortal, a Celestial Immortal kid who is barely qualified to fight with him.

What on earth did he go through.

Only then were they able to bridge the gap in strength in such a short period of time.

At this moment.

Wu Zhiqi was finally able to understand the meaning of what Nezha said last moment.

【How long can you hold on? 】

This is not what is called arrogance.

But full confidence.

This kid does have such confidence.

"who are you?"

After hundreds of breaths, Wu Zhiqi asked the original question again.

"You are definitely not that brat."

"You must be some powerful person, you must be some powerful person who wants to seize this body."

"This body is also practicing the Eight or Nine Mysterious Arts. If you can see this body, you can understand it."

"It must be so."

"It must be so."

Wu Zhiqi seemed to have found a reason, and finally found a reason for his failure: "In fact, we don't have to live and die, we can all live."

just.

Wu Zhiqi was talking to himself like a clown. From the beginning to the end, Nezha had no intention of talking to him, and his expression was dull.

indifferent.

"Well?"

On the contrary, Princess Long Ji, who was hugging Nezha tightly, had some reaction. She was surprised by Wu Zhiqi's sudden change.

Just thinking about turning around.

But she found that she couldn't turn at all, Nezha's hand covered her head.

Prevent change of direction.

She didn't dare to resist, for fear that everything Wu Zhiqi said was true.

The Nezha in front of him was really being targeted by a powerful person.

But as soon as this idea came up, Princess Longji gave it up.

Instead, he changed to a new one that was more acceptable.

Nezha at this moment......

Could it be the saint of the Nawa Palace, the Empress Nuwa?

This is very possible, after all, Nezha is valued by Empress Nuwa. Empress Nuwa paid a great price to Heaven for Nezha.

Leave a backup plan on Nezha's body.

This can also be explained.

Correct.

I think she is the Empress Nuwa.

and many more!

If it were Nuwa Empress...

So now that I'm hugging Nezha, isn't it like hugging a saint?

This, this, this...

Thinking of this, Princess Longji's face turned rosy, and her forehead emitted white steam.

But no one here noticed this.

"The four monkeys in this world?"

"It turns out that there is another soul of the Four Monkeys in your body..."

"what do you say that is?"

Nezha thought to himself and said, "Let me look for it...oh, it turns out it's called Yuan Hong."

He showed a surprised expression.

Staring at Wu Zhiqi, for the first time there was a trace of emotion called thinking in those plain eyes.

"As for the four monkeys in the world, they should be the bloodline of the Chaos Demon Ape."

"In that case..."

"Then let's just do a soul conversion and let that kid Yuan Hong take charge of this semi-fused body."

what?

What is he saying!

What does it mean to let Yuan Hong take charge of this body!

This is my perfect body, and I am the one who wants to be resurrected perfectly!

"Don't even think about it!"

Wu Zhiqi, who knew that he was no longer Nezha's opponent, did not hesitate.

I need to escape from here immediately.

"town!"

But the next moment, there was a "suppression" sound from Nezha from behind.

Wu Zhiqi found that he could no longer move forward or retreat an inch, as his body seemed to be firmly imprisoned in place by a big hand.

Followed by.

A wave that was enough to make him tremble slowly spread, and the moment it crossed his body, his eyes instantly lost color.

Entering a state of mindlessness and soullessness.

"Snatch!"

"Gluttony!"

Nezha's words were like a declaration, a suction force emerged from his palm, and then a hazy soul body was slowly drawn out of Yuan Hong's body.

This is a white-haired monkey with an extremely ugly face.

One look at it is enough to make an impression, a look that can make a ten-year-old child cry.

At this moment, Wu Zhiqi was bound with vague shackles, and his face was full of horror.

This kid actually separated his soul consciousness from Yuan Hong's body with just a few words, even at his peak.

I'm afraid I can't do this kind of thing.

"Forgive me."

"Please spare me, I am willing to become your loyal subordinate."

"Please spare me."

At this moment when faced with the threat of death, even the ancient demon couldn't help but humblely beg for mercy.

But Nezha showed no mercy.

"Gluttony."

He spoke again.

The suction force from his palm was even more terrifying, and Wu Zhiqi struggled to escape.

He knew very well that once he was absorbed, his character would completely disappear in the wilderness.

Just a pity.

Everything he did was in vain. Under Nezha's gluttony power, his soul was cracked and bit by bit devoured by Nezha.

Transformed into the purest strength to strengthen Nezha.

"grown ups!"

"Sir, my superior is the demon master Kunpeng. Please spare my life."

After half of his soul was absorbed, Wu Zhiqi finally revealed the trump card behind him.

Demon master Kunpeng.

The so-called strategist of the demon tribe was once a figure who competed with Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in the same era.

He even followed the saints to listen to Taoist ancestor Hongjun. He was a truly powerful and qualified power in the ancient world.

"Have not heard."

Nezha spoke calmly and devoured the last fragment of Wu Zhiqi's soul with gluttony.

"how come?"

"How come you haven't heard of Master Demon Master? It's impossible that you haven't heard of him!"

"Master Demon Master has existed since ancient times. He has existed since ancient times." Wu Zhiqi roared at the top of his voice, "Who are you? It's impossible that you haven't heard of Master Demon Master. Who are you? Who are you?" !”

Trapped beasts still fighting.

He had been pushed to his limit.

"Ah."

Following Nezha's soft roar, Wu Zhiqi was completely devoured by Nezha's gluttony.

"who am I?"

As if asking a question to himself, Nezha slowly raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and whispered: "I am both a spirit bead and a chaos bead."