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

"there?"

The Eighth Princess suddenly realized something was wrong. The direction Yuan Hong was looking at...

Not exactly.

"Nothing unexpected will happen to Yuan Hong. At most, he will suffer a little bit."

Lu Ya's tone became calmer.

"Is nothing going to happen?"

After hearing Lu Ya's words, the eighth princess felt some psychological comfort.

Since Lu Ya said it was okay, his credibility was over 50%.

.......

Moon Palace.

A beautiful figure in a white palace dress with three thousand strands of hair hanging down was staring at someone coldly. Her eyes alone made several people on the opposite side sigh.

"That's my bottom line."

She said so.

........

Where the battlefield is.

Yuan Hong, who was being attacked by the three emperors, could no longer hold on to the magical power of breaking through the heaven and earth at this moment, and his body returned to its normal state from the giant that covered the sky and the sun.

At this moment, he was covered in bruises.

The bright red blood followed the wound and dripped from the void drop by drop.

"Have you finally reached your limit?"

Emperor Gou Chen stopped breathing heavily, "This guy is really a tough guy. He just withstood the attack of the three of us for an hour before losing his strength."

"Without any ability, how could he be favored by Emperor Ziwei?"

The Immortal Emperor praised.

"Now that he has been captured, let's send him into Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace." Emperor Qinghua said impatiently.

He has not forgotten at all about refining him into elixirs and enhancing the power of his bloodline.

"can."

"can."

Emperor Gouchen and Emperor Changsheng agreed.

The two controlled the wind rope to condense into substance, binding Yuan Hong tightly.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly a Buddha's name came from the top, and then a golden light that covered the sky and sun was projected from the clouds.

Then a palm glowing with golden light and covered with blood-red lines appeared from high in the sky.

"What do you want to do, Tathagata?"

The Qinghua Emperor and the other three were shocked. This giant slap also included them.

"I also ask the three emperors to be calm and give this Yuan Hong to the poor monk."

Duobao's voice came from high in the sky, and at the same time, the bodies of the three Qinghua Emperors disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already tens of thousands of meters away.

And that golden slap hit Yuan Hong, leading Yuan Hong to break the cloud steps below, and shot through the clouds below, with a rumble!

Smashed into the wilderness.

The smoke evaporated into a storm, and the huge wind crushed the surrounding area into pieces.

........

"Yuan Hong!!!"

The eighth princess let out a heartbreaking cry and asked without fear of Lu Ya's majesty, "Brother Lu Ya, didn't you say that Yuan Hong would be fine? How could he, who was already covered with bruises, bear the slap from Duobao Tathagata?" Come on, brother Lu Ya, please save him quickly."

Lu Ya ignored the eighth princess's request.

It's not up to him to decide what happens, it requires the consent of those people.

........

"This is the biggest concession we have made, and the Jade Emperor has to deal with it."

"This will prevent Yuan Hong from doing bad things again. This is the biggest concession we can give. If Xingjun still feels uncomfortable, he can personally rescue Yuan Hong. The two of us will never stop him."

Qing Leng Qianying's voice was full of anger, "But your disciples will stop it, right? You have really made a huge concession."

"Duobao's slap will not kill Yuan Hong."

"But the most we can do is let him be seriously injured. This is our concession. If you don't accept it, then please do what you want, Mr. Xing."