"It's almost time." Nezha raised the fire-pointed spear in his hand, made a virtual long bow and pointed it at the explosion area. With a firm look on his face, he flew past with endless firelight with a whoosh sound, and finally disappeared.

He turned to look at Fairy Chang'e and Saint Aunt at this moment, and finally showed a smile that looked like sunshine, "Everything is over, let's go back."

Rumble!

As his words finally fell, the remaining power behind him was swallowed up by an even more violent explosion.

"Nezha, you!"

"Ah." Nezha Huntian Ling raised up and released the restraints on Yang Jian, "I detonated the fire-pointed spear. With most of the mana of my Taiyi Golden Immortal, plus the innate Lingbao fire-pointed spear brought Self-destruction, it is not a problem to clean up the residual power sweeping towards Xiqi."

Yang Jian looked at Nezha blankly, witnessing his decisiveness once again.

"Why do we do this? We can obviously continue to persevere."

Yuan Hong excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Nezha by the collar, "That's a weapon that has been with you for so long. Why should you give up just now?"

"Who knows." Nezha slapped Yuan Hong's hand away and looked from him to Yu Wei.

The explosion was indeed blocked by the self-destruction of the fire-pointed gun.

At this moment everything has gradually returned to calm.

"Then what will you use in the future!" Yuan Hong felt very uncomfortable. In order to protect Xiqi, Nezha sacrificed his favorite magic weapon.

Fire pointed gun!

This is Nezha's representative.

"There's always the right weapon."

Nezha looked at the heavy snow falling from high in the sky. After losing its remaining power, the weather in this area returned to normal again.

"Lingzhu'er is right, there will always be a suitable one." Fairy Chang'e put away the Sihai bottle, and the explosion that swept over Xiqi was offset.

There is no need to continue spending mana now.

"In that case, I will return to Nuwa Temple."

The holy aunt held Zixuan, who was still sleeping, in her arms and looked into the distance.

After a slight pause, his eyes stayed on Nezha for tens of seconds, and then he reluctantly took Zixuan and turned into a rainbow and disappeared.

Xiqi's side has calmed down, but other areas are still affected by the aftermath of the explosion of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. The ground is filled with fiery red magma and ravines. The ravines are bottomless, and there is an indelible evil spirit in them.

These are the remaining traces of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

"Sister..."

"Woooooooo..."

In the distant horizon, a big man with two horns on his head stood above the red clouds, facing the direction of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and shed tears.

"I will never let Jie Jiao disappear just like that."

"Sister!!!"

Man Niu made a decision in his heart, and roared at the sky at the top of his lungs, "From now on, I, Man Niu, will change my name to Bull Demon - King!"

......

"Li Nezha!" The three-pointed two-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand was placed on Nezha's neck like lightning, "Do you have anything to say until now?"

"Yang Jian, what do you want to do?"

Yuan Hong hurried forward, but was attacked by Yang Jian with a beam of light shot from his third eye.

Caught off guard, the person was knocked back dozens of meters.

"No." Nezha said calmly.

"Owner."

Roaring Sky Dog hugged Yang Jian's body with both hands, fearing that Yang Jian was really impulsive.

"Li... Nezha!"

Looking at Nezha, whose face was as usual and whose pupils seemed to show no emotion at all, Yang Jian's heart was bleeding.

"Don't you have any feelings?"

"Those are disciples of three major religions. I can understand the Western Sect and the Jie Sect..."

"Why...why...why even the master who loves me as his own child wants to come with him..."

"I want to win." Nezha's tone was calm.

"Win? Hahahahaha!" Yang Jian's pupils were bloodshot. "Is winning really so important? Chanjiao has obviously agreed to cooperate with you. Chanjiao and Wa Palace will work together. Even if Kong Xuan is powerful, he will not be able to compete with him. , why...why must, must..."

"Because there can only be one winner in the end."

"ridiculous!"

After all, Yang Jian still couldn't pass the master's test.

Most of the Golden Immortals of Chanjiao accepted disciples to withstand disasters, but what Yang Jian experienced from Master Yuding was deep love.

In everything Master Yuding did, he never felt sorry for Yang Jian in the slightest.

On the contrary, it was Yang Jian who felt sorry for Master Yuding.

Seeing that the person in front of him personally burying his master turned out to be his best brother, Yang Jian.

How can he accept it.

"Hahahahaha... win... yes... the winner of all time..."

"There can only be one... Li Nezha, Li Nezha, you did nothing wrong..., it was me, Yang Jian, who was wrong, it was me, Yang Jian, who was too naive..."

"But I, Yang Jian, have to repay Master for his kindness in raising me and teaching me his profession. Today, for the sake of saving my mother's life, I will let you go for the time being. When the canonization is over, you and I will settle the matter again!" "

Yang Jian's voice was sad and helpless.

Best brothers on one side.

On one side is his master who loves him very much.

He...can't make a choice!

"Owner....."

"Howling Sky Dog, let's go!" Yang Jian closed his eyes and turned around, turning into a stream of light.

Roaring Sky Dog looked back at Nezha, whose expression was as calm as ever.

It didn't seem to be affected at all.

Then he turned into his real body and chased in the direction Yang Jian left.

.......

Nezha sat on a slightly raised rock in front of him, and Fairy Chang'e looked at him silently.

The current situation can be said to be a sure win for the Wa Palace. Fairy Chang'e doesn't understand what else Nezha is unhappy about. As the most beautiful fairy in heaven, she has met countless men and can see one clearly with just one look. The man thought about what exactly was going on. But at this moment, what she could see in Nezha's eyes was loneliness...

The loneliness that shouldn't exist.

Fairy Chang'e is not like the holy aunt who needs to take care of the new Nuwa descendant Zixuan, so she can spend more time with Nezha.

Until Nezha recovers again.

Nezha turned his head and looked at Fairy Chang'e, following the latter with slightly confused eyes.

Fairy Chang'e didn't know whether she should look at Nezha, but in the end she smiled as brightly as ever at Nezha.

"what happened?"

"Sister Chang'e, do you think everything I did was correct?"

After destroying the Chan sect and then destroying the Jie sect, even Jin Feng, who was in the palace of Wa, could not escape. At this moment, Nezha became confused.

Was everything he did really right?

And Yang Jian's departure...

"Hey!"

"Nezha, what on earth are you talking about? What does it mean that the decision you made is correct?"

The first person to speak was Yuan Hong, who was not asked any questions. He was standing behind Nezha.

"You can't be influenced by that idiot Yang Jian. There is always only one winner, and that is our Wa Palace!"

"Such confusing words shouldn't come from your mouth. Recover quickly, Li Nezha, you bastard!"

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