Chapter 693

Red boy is dead?

When Zheng Feiyue learned the news, he was shocked.

This means that the previous guess is wrong. The red boy he met is just a false figure, and Xiniu Hezhou is just a virtual world written by Wu Chengen.

Most importantly, he may be dying.

Samadhi's true fire rises.

It seems that Nezha hates him to the bone, and all the flames are directed at him alone.

At the moment when the fire was about to burn, all the flames suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Zheng Feiyue even had time to react in the future, so he came to heaven from hell. The turbid breath in his chest made him uncomfortable, but he didn't know whether to vomit or not.

The third prince's voice sounded with a little nostalgia: "I knew he was not dead. He was a good money boy under the Guanyin seat. He was taken care of by the great saint of pingtian and the iron fan. It was easy to have nothing wrong."

Allie?

Red boy is not dead?

Zheng Feiyue lost his head and took a question mark in his heart.

"Since he is a friend of an old friend, I wonder if he ever asked you to bring a message." the third prince asked.

Zheng Feiyue scratched his head. He was really confused now. He simply copied the words of red boy in the earth period: "he said you were a busy man. You ran around with Li Jing all day. You didn't know when you could see it, so you didn't bring a word."

The last sentence was added temporarily by Zheng Feiyue.

Nezha was satisfied with this answer and said with a smile, "it seems that he said this. It seems that you really... Fart! The red boy is dead, and you are lying to me again. I want you to die!"

The vicious voice sounded again.

Samadhi is really burning. It seems that he intends to devour Zheng Feiyue completely.

"Lying trough!"

This time, Zheng Feiyue was not stunned. He withdrew quickly, avoided the devoured flame, and shouted, "you are so schizophrenic!"

Hoo Hoo.

Nezha gasped violently in the air. It seemed that he had just experienced something. A moment later, his voice returned to normal and said, "I'm sorry... There's something wrong with my spirit... You go, you can't stay here for a long time..."

Boom.

The gate opened slowly.

"Go!"

LV Jian gave a loud cry and once again showed his extremely fast body method, turning into a light and shooting at the door.

"Go!"

Zheng Feiyue asked his brothers to withdraw first and stay at the end. He stared at everything in the hall, but Nezha's words echoed in his mind: something's wrong with my spirit.

There are so many doubts in his mind at the moment that they will explode together.

Red boy.

nezha.

Which is true and which is false?

And why did Nezha say there was something wrong with his spirit?

What is the reason why the famous red boy is schizophrenic and trapped in a small world?

Many thoughts flooded through, Zheng Feiyue took a deep breath and thought that the answer to all this could only be obtained in the thirty-three days.

He shook his head and was ready to retreat.

All this was too far away from him, and he didn't want to get involved.

The heart of the world... No.

He raised his feet to step out of the palace gate, but a line of fire suddenly appeared at the gate, blocking Zheng Feiyue's way.

Opposite him, LV Jian's look changed greatly.

Lv Bu and others stared wide, and their faces turned white for a moment.

A door.

A line of fire.

A life and death line.

Isolate Zheng Feiyue from others.

Lv Bu shouted, "we'll save you," and tried to break through.

Zheng Feiyue shouted, "don't move!"

Lv Bu stopped.

Although Zheng Feiyue didn't look back, he already felt the hostility in the air. He took a deep breath and sighed, "don't you understand? This palace is the heart of the world."

Lv Bu and others stared.

"As soon as I entered the palace, I noticed its strangeness. Samadhi's true fire burned even the gods. Why can't it burn the hall? There is only one explanation. The palace is the treasure, and I probably guessed what it is." Zheng Feiyue said.

LV Jian asked subconsciously, "what?"

"Jiulong magic fire mask." Zheng Feiyue spit out a turbid airway.

Everyone's face changed dramatically.

LV Jian thought of the Jiulong column he had destroyed with Lv Bu and others, showed a clear color, and murmured, "it's probably the Jiulong fire mask."

After saying that, the two generations of monk fell into silence, and his eyes looking at Zheng Feiyue were full of sympathy and silence.

Kowloon fire mask.

It is the famous weapon of immortal Taiyi. It is also the mountain treasure of Jinguang cave in Qianyuan mountain. It can summon nine fire dragons to emit samadhi true fire.

According to records in ancient books, immortal Taiyi used this treasure to burn lady Shiji, the truncated Sanxian, to death. Later, in the battle of gods, he used this treasure to burn Sun Liang Tianjun, the leader of the "blood melting array".

Later, immortal Taiyi gave the Jiulong Lihuo mask to disciple Nezha, who used it to kill immortal Ma Zhong on the battlefield and scare away many strong enemies. No one dared to provoke him.

These are mentioned not only in Chinese legends, but also in the earth fairy world.

As a native of the earth fairy world, LV Jian fully believes in the existence of the Jiulong Lihuo hood. It's thrilling to think that they took the initiative to enter the hood before.

That's an artifact that even immortals can burn to death!

"Shopkeeper Zheng..."

LV Jian opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

Zheng Feiyue shook his head slowly and looked at Lv Bu and others. All the brothers had red eyes and looked eager to die for the boss.

"Life is like this. Good things suddenly bring great disasters... However, I never believe that there is a situation of death in this world. This time is no exception. I can come out alive and believe me!"

After saying that, Zheng Feiyue blinked and turned back to the hall.

Boom.

The gate closed slowly.

The men of iron blood camp sat on the ground and waited silently for the boss to come out.

After a moment of silence, LV Jian also waited.

Inside the tripod.

Everything is back.

The broken bronze villain recovers all kinds of funny looks.

The nine dragon pillars stand around the hall, and the nine faucets open their big mouths, which may emit deadly flames at any time.

The center of the hall.

A child was sitting on the ground, holding a demon chopping sword, a demon chopping knife, a demon binding rope, a demon subduing pestle, a hydrangea ball and a fire wheel.

The reason why he can carry so many weapons is that he has three heads and six arms.

At the moment, Nezha's three pairs of eyes stared at Zheng Feiyue, flashing cruel and vicious eyes, and said with a smile, "hee hee, did I let you go?"

Zheng Feiyue spits out the turbid air in his chest and rubs his face with his hand.

He rubbed very hard. When he put his hand down, his face turned red and said, "it's boring to kill me directly, Prince three. Why don't we play the game?"

Nezha's middle head looked at the left and right heads and asked, "do you like playing games?"

The left head blinked.

The right head blinked, too.

Nezha was shining brightly. In the blink of an eye, he returned to the normal image of a child. He looked very cute. His weapons were gone. He jumped his feet and clapped his hands: "good, good, I like playing games best."