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

Because of a big formation, the disciples of the two sects, the orthodox sect and the unorthodox sect, started to dislike each other.

Now there is a tendency towards quarrel.

Fortunately, both sides were stopped in time by someone. On the Jiejiao side, it was the Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island, and on the Chenjiao side, it was Lei Zhenzi.

Lei Zhenzi was also one of the heavenly generals, but he was not very willing to follow Yang Jian in attacking Ziwei Palace, and Lei Zhenzi was even more emotional.

He was once the Emperor of Ziwei.

He never expected that this palace where he had lived for so long would be attacked by his army one day.

This not only made Lei Zhenzi feel sad.

This time, Guangchengzi and Yunzhongzi from the Chan sect also came forward to help when the shadow of the god of war was wielding sharp blades and attacking the Ziwei defense formation.

The reason was not mentioned.

However, the arrival of the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect also made the Chan Sect members serving in the Heavenly Court more confident.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

Every time the shadow of the God of War fell, the defensive formation would shake violently and spread ripples in all directions, looking like it was on the verge of collapse at any time.

But it still stood firm and did not collapse.

"This formation is very solid." Queen Mother said, "With the help of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, it can be defended for decades."

"It certainly can't take that long."

Haotian flashed to the shoulder of the God of War, and the true dragon aura transformed from the heaven's luck attached to him at this moment. The weapon of the God of War, who was wearing armor, was even more shiny and his body was gradually becoming more solid.

"Haotian is really generous. He actually uses such a huge amount of merit to strengthen this phantom that is about to dissipate." Taiyi Zhenren stared at the scene in front of him sourly, his eyes full of envy.

The power of merit poured into the phantom like a torrent, making the originally illusory figure become more solid and exuding a heart-pounding aura.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!!!" With roars, the weapon in the hands of the War God's phantom changed dramatically with the powerful blessing of Heaven's merit and the increase of Heaven's luck. The sharp blade instantly transformed into a huge axe, with layers of axe blades flashing with cold light, as if it could tear everything apart. At the same time, the War God's body also began to change. The armor on his arm made a crackling sound, and then the high bulging muscle lines underneath were revealed, full of power and savagery.

This special wild atmosphere quickly spread, shocking people.

“Kill!!!” Haotian’s face was solemn. He pointed his finger forward and snorted coldly.

The heavenly soldiers and generals below did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly concentrated their minds, united their thoughts, and followed the direction pointed by Haotian, controlling the God of War to raise the giant axe and chop it down fiercely. This axe carried unparalleled power, as if it was going to split the entire world in half.

At this moment...

A word suddenly flashed through the minds of everyone watching this scene.

Create the world!

......

Perhaps for verification, the axe blade raised by the God of War, with the power of a space-breaking dragon, chopped down fiercely at the Ziwei defense formation.

"Attack, attack, attack!"

The Ziwei Heavenly Generals also understood the threat posed by that figure, and immediately brought out various new weapons and aimed them at the phantom, firing energy shells one after another.

However, the shadow of the god of war was so huge that its attack had no effect on him.

"Don't be stingy, take out the biggest sky-blaster!"

"It's too late!"