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

"how is this possible?"

There was a trance in Shen Gongbao's eyes. The other fellow Taoists around him were in a similar situation to him. They shook their heads and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"Senior Sister Wudang...really...really killed by a junior?"

"It's probably not true." A monk said, "Daluo Jinxian is the top combat power in the world. How could that kid do it when he is still young? Someone must have helped him behind the scenes."

"But......"

"We saw it with our own eyes."

Some of the more sensible fellow Taoists spoke up, and the fight between the two sides in front of them was real.

You can't fake it.

Even the only Daluo Jinxian on the opposite side just stood by and watched this time.

They can still tell whether it's a lie or not.

Di Xin did not speak, but silently looked at the figure who was held in Fairy Chang'e's arms, looking pale and breathing heavily.

"I didn't expect it to be really successful."

Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, and the complicated color in his pupils became more and more intense. "I still remember that when we just met, I was still able to suppress it. Even now, I feel that my strength is almost the same as yours. I never thought that you could You have already left me so far behind."

Yang Jian's brain was very clear.

Although he is a Taiyi Golden Immortal like Nezha, he is really fighting against Wudang Holy Mother.

Yang Jian still felt a little ashamed.

First of all.

The Wudang Holy Mother is not like the fake Daluo Jinxian like the Barefoot Immortal, and is a real Daluo Jinxian who has touched the laws of swordsmanship and so on.

The real deal.

Without talent, she would not be accepted as a direct disciple by the Tongtian Cult. She is the fourth direct disciple of the Tongtian Cult, and she also has countless years of experience.

Naturally, it is stronger than this ordinary Daluo Jinxian.

"Sure enough."

Yang Chan's beautiful eyes were full of joy, and then she pointed forward and ordered: "Let me disperse them."

The Xiqi army reacted and swarmed forward.

He quickly killed the stunned merchant army, but Huang Feihu reacted quickly and ordered the merchant army to respond. Huang Gun assisted from the side and restrained the cavalry who also reacted.

Knowing the power of the cavalry, they would not increase the speed of the cavalry so easily.

Now is the best time to destroy them. Once this opportunity is missed and the speed of the cavalry is increased, it will be more difficult for them to win, so they must seize this opportunity.

"I will go into battle myself."

Huang Gunpijia personally led a team to fight against Princess Longji. Huang Feihu was worried, so he asked the generals in the army who were about to reach the realm of earth immortals to follow.

The realm of refining the void and combining the Tao.

As the Conferment of Gods progressed, Huang Feihu was horrified to discover that the strength of the generals in the army improved rapidly. Even his realm of earthly immortals, which had never changed, was unknowingly improved during the Conferencing of Gods.

It was as if he had reached the peak of immortality.

And he feels that this is not the limit. If he is given more time, he can continue to become stronger until he breaks through this limit.

Under the general trend.

Those with outstanding talents can enjoy the increase in luck of their respective dynasties.

Strength can naturally be improved.

Huang Feihu continued to use restrictive tactics to tightly restrict the Xiqi Army's cavalry.

After so many battles, he has understood that Xiqi's strongest unit is cavalry, and the other units are slightly weaker than their Dachang.

As long as the cavalry is restrained, they will be the final winner.

"Then how do you choose."

Chang'e held Nezha in her arms and looked coldly at the barefoot immortal in front of him who had escaped disaster.

Whoosh.

The Map of Mountains and Rivers and the State fell into Nezha's arms from afar.

"Since I agreed to Fellow Taoist Shen Gongbao, Pindao naturally has no intention of leaving."

The Barefoot Immortal fell to the ground.

One foot directly stepped on the ground and growled, "Sifang Mountain God Land, come out to see me immediately."

Boom.

The ground exploded, and a dozen figures jumped out from the ground and mountains to the barefoot immortal, kneeling on one knee, very respectfully.

"I have seen Daxian!"

The mountain gods from all directions said respectfully.

"Move the rivers and mountains over here and smash them over to the border."

The Barefoot Immortal said coldly.

The skills he practices are related to the earth, and it is precisely because of his special skills that he can make the mountain gods and lands in all directions obey his orders.

"But?"

Hesitation flashed across the face of Sifang Mountain God Tutu. This was a blatant foul, and the most important thing was that the person opposite them was no stranger to them.

Nezha Li.

Lord Nezha can also command them.

At this time, they suddenly fell into a dilemma.

"What, are you trying to disobey my order?"

The Barefoot Immortal obviously ignored the regulations and asked Di Xin to take over the border. "In that case, let me personally come and let you do it."

between words.

The Barefoot Immortal stepped on the ground again, and the entire ground suddenly shook. The kneeling mountain gods suddenly let out bursts of mourning, as if something was stimulating and torturing them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

The screams lasted for tens of seconds, and each mountain god and land stood up staggeringly from the ground as if they had lost their souls.

There is no color in their pupils.

Like a walking corpse.

The mantras began to be chanted in his mouth, and the mountain gods and landmen present worked together.

In a daze, everyone present seemed to hear the sound of water flowing.

"What a despicable means."

Nezha panted and came to the opposite side of the Barefoot Immortal, his pupils tightened, and invisible ripples spread and rushed out in all directions.

The pressure of the soul.

"Puff puff puff!"

The mountain gods and the land who were concentrating on casting spells were interrupted, and they all vomited blood and fell to the ground.

In front of Nezha of Taiyi Golden Immortal, they had no ability to resist.

And in front of the Barefoot Immortal of Daluo Jinxian, they also had no ability to resist.

The sound of water flow also stopped when they vomited blood to the end. The Barefoot Immortal passed by them, and then looked back at the trembling Mountain God Land who rolled his eyes, "The amazing Yuanshen can shock their souls with just one look, Li Nezha, If you and I weren't being tricked by God, I would never be your enemy, but since I promised Fellow Taoist Shen Gongbao, there is no need for this great immortal to hold back. Where is the land of the Sifang Mountain God? Come and see me as soon as possible."

There was another loud bang.

The Barefoot Immortal continued to summon the land of mountain gods further away.

They have their own unique secret method, and they have a speed bonus when moving forward in the mud.

It's just that this time the Mountain God's Land didn't come out so quickly, it took more than a minute to come out.

And there are very few people.

There were only five or six.

"I'll pay my respects to Nezha..."

"Ok?"

The mountain god Tutu who had just appeared heard this voice and quickly turned around and changed his words: "We are waiting to see the Barefoot Immortal. I don't know why the Immortal summoned us here."

"Get back immediately."

Princess Long Ji's low shout came from the distance. She was fighting bloody battles wearing Nezha's armor.

During this time she really made room for the Bronze Pagoda, and now they were accelerating.

"your Highness......."

After seeing Princess Longji and Nezha pass by, the faces of the mountain gods and earthmen who appeared suddenly became miserable.

Neither side can be offended.

"wait......."

"Puff puff!" Before the Barefoot Immortal could finish speaking, the summoned mountain gods all vomited blood and fell to the ground, rolled their eyes and fainted.

The soil below slowly cracked open, swallowing them up.

"Bastard!"

The Barefoot Immortal was really angry when he saw the mountain gods and earth people who had shocked him without waiting for him to finish his words.

"The so-called god..."

Nezha stared at the Barefoot Immortal with cold eyes, with a soul-stirring murderous intent in his eyes: "Isn't it like you? You... are not worthy of being a god?"