Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1249 Lost fighting spirit, devastated!
The night passed, and the sun was shining.

With the first ray of golden sunlight tearing through the clouds and shining down, the monstrous Jianhe that lasted all night finally disappeared from the closed void of the Nine Heavens.

The great formation on the altar of gods and demons disappeared, the chains of divine light scattered and disintegrated, and the giant pillar of gods and demons that reached to the sky also fell silent like a dead thing.

With a muffled bang, Nezha finally freed himself and fell from the void.

At this time, he had long since lost the pride he had before, and his face was filled with arrogance. His body was stained with blood, covered with sword scars like fish-kissed copper coins, and he looked extremely terrifying.

The two eyes were dim and lifeless.

Even if you don't get close, you can still feel an extremely oppressive and desperate atmosphere on him.

However, Nezha is the Daluo Jinxian after all, even if he was pierced through the heart by thousands of swords overnight and slaughtered tens of thousands of times, he still would not die.

His seemingly horrific injuries recovered in just a few breaths after the system punishment ended.

As if going back in time, the immortal blood that flowed and splashed out also flowed backwards, turning into strands of fairy light, and flowing back into his body one after another.

It is actually a power of cultivation without any loss!

The people below were stunned, gasping for air. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes just now, they might really have thought that it was someone else, not Nezha, who wailed miserably all night.

Jiang Yunfei's throat twitched, and he subconsciously swallowed. He looked at Nezha blankly, but he really saw the powerful power of the lotus incarnation. Thinking that he now also has the lotus crossing evil body, he couldn't help showing a smirk on his face.

Duanchou's face twitched, seeing Nezha's almost immortal body, he was also deeply shocked, but he believed that the system's punishment was not that simple, since he has been wailing all night, and he has not slowed down until now, It can be seen that the pain and torture that Nezha endured is far more terrifying than it looks.

"I think we should be able to sit down and talk now, Third Prince, what do you think?"

After a long time, Nezha was still lying on the ground without moving. Everyone looked at each other, and Duanyou couldn't help frowning slightly, staring at the childlike figure on the altar, and said lightly.

One breath, ten breaths, 1 minute, 10 minutes, the atmosphere fell into silence, and Nezha lay on the altar with his eyes closed, as if he didn't hear anything, and didn't even have the interest to look at him.

Seeing this, Duanchou's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Nezha, you and I have nothing to do with each other. Things have come to this point, which is beyond my expectation, and I don't want to see it, but there are some things that even if I don't say , I think you know it too."

"You made a big mistake in the early years. Eviscerate your bones to return your father, and cut your flesh back to your mother. Although there was a real Taiyi who went to the Lingshan of the Western Heaven to obtain a golden lotus of merit and virtue for you, and cultivated it into the incarnation of a lotus flower, but now, you have achieved great supernatural powers, and you are also recognized by others." Completely locked in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, this is what you told me yourself in the cave, you will not deny it?"

Hearing this, Nezha's small body on the altar trembled imperceptibly, as if he was also stimulated by Duanchou's words, but he still didn't speak, as if he was completely desperate, and he didn't even open his eyes.

Seeing this, Duanyou frowned even deeper, almost twisted into a word of Chuan.

It is said that beating people does not slap people in the face, and exposing others does not expose their shortcomings. This is true for ordinary people, let alone the arrogant third prince Nezha. He thought that revealing his secrets in public would definitely make Nezha furious. He jumped out of breath, but the latter's unusually calm reaction was far beyond his expectations.

th.

Nezha seems to be in this state, as if those who have been suppressed by the system have completely lost their vigor, soul, and will, and have wiped out all their dignity and spirit.

In other words, he seems to have resigned himself to his fate.

This kind of result is already what the system wants to see, just like Monkey King who finally wore a golden hoop after Wuzhishan was suppressed for 500 years.

But it was definitely not what Duanchou wanted to see. At that moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued, "Whether you admit it or not, let me ask you how you can break free from the suppression of this altar of gods and demons."

"How long are you going to live like this?"

"1000 years, 1 years, 10 years, or millions of years, tens of millions of years! You are the third prince of Nezha, the marshal of the middle altar who is powerful in the three worlds, are you really willing to be confined to this mountain for the rest of your life, doing this? The patron saint of the altar?!"

Duanchou's words were like swords, in order to get Nezha to speak, he pressed hard step by step, and asked every word after every word, almost angrily.

However, Duanchou's heart was a little chilled by the other party's reaction, as if all the punches he swung with all his strength hit the nothingness.

quiet!
Deathly silence.

Nezha seemed to have fallen asleep on it, and had no intention of answering at all.

"Master, after a whole night, even a fairy can't bear it. I think the third prince may be tired. Why don't we come back another day!"

Seeing that the atmosphere became a bit dignified, Jiang Yunfei was deeply afraid that Duanchou would get angry and use the power of the altar formation to suppress Nezha again, so he quickly opened his mouth to smooth things over.

Duanchou remained silent, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, he couldn't tell whether it was because the fearless childhood idol in his heart was now in shackles and unable to recover, or because Nezha's silence made his plan come to nothing.

Or, both.

Just when Duanchou was about to turn around and leave after Jiang Yunfei's persuasion, suddenly, a sad and self-deprecating voice came down from the altar.

"Third Prince? Am I still qualified to be called Third Prince?"

"Even you mortals, I can't do anything about it. A marshal of the Central Altar who can't even walk out of a radius of ten feet, haha, what a joke, a joke!!"

Nezha sat up, stared at Duanchou fiercely, and then swept his eyes away, but his expression was sad, he cried and laughed, and finally the grief, anger and resentment in his heart turned into a long and unwilling howl, which echoed endlessly in the world .

Surrounded by silence, Lin Xiaoyuan and the others, who originally felt a little hostile towards Nezha's moody, violent and murderous temperament, gradually understood after seeing Nezha's true feelings revealed at this time and reduced to such a miserable situation. The face began to sympathize.

Hearing this, the smile on Jiang Yunfei's face disappeared, and he felt a little guilty.

In his opinion, if it weren't for his inspiration from the altar, perhaps Nezha would not be reduced to where he is today, let alone be suppressed by the seal and suffer this boundless death penalty.

Thinking of this, a boundless sense of guilt suddenly surged into his heart, almost overwhelming Jiang Yunfei, subconsciously, with a heavy guilt, he walked towards Nezha step by step, and in a blink of an eye, he was about to board the altar .

The complexion of the elders and disciples of Xuantianzong changed drastically, and they shouted in surprise, but it was too late to stop them now.

　PS: It's a new week, full of energy, Jian Chen is cute and looking for a ticket?

　　
　
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