Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

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A violent breath, like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time, suddenly erupted.

“He… woke up?”

The Purple Mansion Saint Lord was horrified and could not help but take a few steps back. The great elders beside him also showed fearful eyes.

Not far away.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at this scene.

When he was moving in space, he deliberately controlled the angle so that the Purple Mansion Saint Lord’s attack would all fall on Nezha.

He did this to see if he could break the space that imprisoned him.

On the ancient warship.

Nezha’s eyes moved slowly, stiffly, as if completing this simple action was extremely difficult for him.

“Unbelievable.”

A strange color flashed in Jiang Han’s eyes, and he said to himself:

“Nezha is from the same era as Yang Jian. Although he is slightly weaker, he is also at the level of Daluo Jinxian.”

“He was able to freeze the space he was in. After countless years, he was unable to escape. Even the attack of a golden immortal could barely make his eyes move… How powerful must the person who attacked him back then be?”At this moment, the Purple Mansion Saint Lord and others also saw the clues.

“He can only move his eyes!”

A great elder exhaled a long breath, and he looked at Jiang Han grimly,”You bastard! Thank you so much for giving us such a great gift, the Immortal King of ancient times, if we can get his inheritance……”

“Are you worthy?”

Before he finished speaking, a cold yet slightly childish voice resounded between heaven and earth.

“Who is talking?”

The elder’s eyes jumped.

“”The young master is speaking!”

This time, the voice was clearer.

Swish!

Everyone’s face changed, and they all turned their heads to look at Nezha standing on the ancient warship.

“What are you looking at?”

The young yet mature voice sounded again:

“Look again, I’ll dig out your eyeballs! I say, Brother Jiang, how come you are going backwards? A group of little golden immortals dare to insult you?”

Brother Jiang?”

Purple Mansion Saint Lord and others turned pale.

As long as they are not stupid, anyone can hear that the”Brother Jiang” mentioned by this ancient big mouth refers to Jiang Han!

Jiang…Brother?

Jiang Han’s mouth twitched slightly.

What did he do after he went back to the past…

I heard from the Bull Demon King that Sun Wukong only listened to him, and it was because of him that he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace. Now, Nezha also calls him brother, and what the hell is this gangster-like tone?

He said he went back to form gangs?

For a moment.

Jiang Han didn’t know what to say.

“Don’t panic!”

At this moment, a supreme elder calmed down and said calmly:”He is sealed here and can’t take action. As long as his eyes can move……”

Huh!

A cold light flashed in Nezha’s only eyes that could move, and a blazing flame flew out like lightning, instantly burning the great elder to ashes.

“Do I need to kill you?”

A cold and disdainful voice echoed in everyone’s ears.

Purple Mansion Saint Lord and others were horrified, everyone’s face was pale, but they dared not move.

You know.

The Supreme Elder was one of the stronger ones among them, and he had a powerful magic weapon to protect his body, but he didn’t even hold on for a breath and turned into ashes directly. It was really terrifying!

“”Predecessors, seniors.”

After a brief silence, the Purple Mansion Saint Lord said in a trembling voice:”We are wrong, please be magnanimous and don’t bother with us… From now on, your elder brother is our elder brother, and I will……”

“My elder brother is your elder brother?”

The cold voice echoed between heaven and earth,”You mean, I will be your elder brother for the rest of my life?”

“No, that’s not what I meant.……”

The Purple Palace Saint Lord’s expression changed and he quickly explained

“Go explain to the old King of Hell.”

Nezha sneered, with a hint of madness and bloodthirstiness in his voice.

Boom!

His only eyeball that could move slowly turned, and in an instant, a raging fire swept out. When the flames died out, the surroundings became empty. Except for Jiang Han, there was no figure.

“This Nezha……”

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

He vaguely realized that Nezha’s temperament was quite fierce and brutal, which was slightly different from the myths and legends he knew.

“”Brother, when will you let me out?”

At this time, Nezha’s voice sounded again.

Jiang Han was stunned.

From what Nezha said, he was imprisoned by himself?

This… is unreasonable.

Jiang Han was puzzled. If he had such strength, why didn’t he just kill the Buddha who was confronting Nezha?

Why bother to do this and keep his life.

After pondering for a long time,

Jiang Han slowly said:

“Nezha, you should know that I am not the me you have seen before. According to you, I am the one who imprisoned you here?”

“Yes.”

Nezha said in a childish voice,”Who else could it be?”_

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