Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The circle of heaven and earth was sacrificed, and boundless spells were derived, which seemed to be able to bind the heaven and the earth.

This is the true power of the Qiankun Circle, and it is somewhat conservative in film and television works.

Nezha shouted angrily, and Hun Tianling also flashed out.

"The heaven and earth are infinite, the universe is fleeting, let me take it away!"

Hundian Ling stretches for tens of thousands of miles, occupying almost the entire realm, just to make Adam unable to hide.

"No! This kid is a sixth child and has hidden so much!"

"There is a very strong color of Eastern magical skills in him."

With a strong Dragon Country style, isn’t that Hun Tian Ling the Dragon Country red?

But Westerners think more of it, "It's flashy and vulnerable. The Eastern God himself is not strong, but the magic weapon is more powerful. When the magic weapon is used up..."

Wait, this sentence seems to have been said by the boss, and he was slapped in the face in the end.

Little did he know that Adam's fair face showed a hint of joy.

"Your weakness has finally been exposed. Please face that unbearable past again." Adam remained unmoved.

But a circle of golden light appeared under my feet, not a circle...

That’s a lot of laps!

The middle score was blown to [-] points by the strong wind set off by the Qiankun Circle.

It was also at this moment that Adam raised his left hand and a traveling ring suddenly appeared, sucking Nezha into it.

Nezha is missing?

The Mythical Arena was completely blank, including Adam who also hid his figure.

When the arena glowed with color again, an ancient scene appeared, a city located near the sea.

This is Chentangguan!

Western audiences were still wondering, but the Chinese people instantly exclaimed.

"Ancient times! So many ancient buildings, so many ancient people..."

Pavilions, bustling streets, and hurried passers-by.

All of this is not a true portrayal of ancient China.

"It turns out that our ancient living environment was really the same as described in history. Is this a dream back to the past? But which dynasty is this?"

Due to historical gaps, the people of the Dragon Kingdom knew that they had a history of five thousand years, but they forgot about the changes in dynasties.

Of the twelve unified dynasties, only three are remembered: the Xia, Ming and Qing dynasties.

Even the great merchants have forgotten it.

Finally Nezha's face appeared on the screen, with a bun and a red bellyband, but the situation was...

"Is this a fantasy?"

Nezha's heart tightened, everything around him was so real.

How similar...

"No, it's impossible. It's already passed. This is an illusion."

Nezha tried his best to clear his mind, but he couldn't get rid of what he was seeing. It was so, so true.

It’s still Chentangguan, still the same dark sky.

"Am I reading that right? How could the Great God Nezha be held up to his neck by a general with a knife? And there's more..."

"The general looked like he was in pain and couldn't bear to do anything."

For a time, the entire Internet was speculating on the identity of the general.

There is also the beautiful woman beside her who has already burst into tears. What happened?

But at this moment, at Chentangguan Port, a curtain of water rose from the ground, pressing over the city wall, forming a water abyss up to [-] meters high, surrounding Chentangguan.

Even before the attack started, the overflowing water was already up to the knees.

If the abyss pours down, Chentangguan will surely destroy the city.

"In the end what happened?"

Only Su Ming knew that when Chentangguan was flooded, history repeated itself.

Even with his power of insight, he couldn't tell whether this was an illusion or something real.

Could it be that going back in time, Nezha dreamed of returning to Chentangguan, and then...

Eviscerate the bones and return them to the father!

"Like the great god Yang Jian, the great god Nezha also has his own story, but we need an explanation."

This request naturally fell on Su Ming.

Su Ming remained silent, and his mood was extremely heavy at this moment.

No need to say more, if you read carefully, everything will become clear.

When little Nezha said "Daddy" with trembling lips, the whole network exploded instantly.

"Dad? That's the father of Great God Nezha, isn't it..."

"No father in this world wants to kill his own son. Even if the sky falls, he should never do it."

The crowd was furious, and everyone in the audience was angry. Even Westerners didn't understand. This general was so hateful.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that this general was Li Jing.

In Brother Monkey's memory, he once appeared as the King of Tota.

Su Ming also scolded Li Jing, but he found out later.

Maybe this is the dilemma of the ancients about their family and country.

But Su Ming always despised this kind of love that was almost stubborn, whether it was before or now.

"Nezha, the evil beast, you disturbed me in the East China Sea and killed my beloved son. If you don't pay with your life today, I will gather the water from the four seas and flood Chentangguan, and let the people in the city bury my son with you!"

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, hovers in front of the abyss with the body of a hundred-foot silver dragon.

As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and he did not hesitate to violate the laws of heaven and threaten Nezha with the lives of the people in the city.

It’s not because he can’t beat it.

The dragon kings of the four seas, each occupying one side, are determined to let Nezha die.

Facing this scene, Nezha felt no shyness in his heart.

At this moment, he was silent, and then his hands couldn't help trembling.

It's fear, fear from deep in my heart, "No..."

"It's fake! I've already experienced it once, it must be fake!"

"Western Mao God, if you dare to tease me, come out!"

"get out!"

Nezha slapped the long sword away, ignored everyone, and frantically searched for Adam's figure in the void.

"You traitorous son! Your parents have raised you by their own flesh and blood, but you have committed such a crime. People all over the city have suffered because of you. Don't blame me on my father. I can't keep you here today."

Li Jing's heart hurts, but he really can't do anything, really can't...

Mrs. Yin on the side saw her son going crazy, and her heart was as sharp as a knife. She rushed out and hugged him: "Zhaer, Zhaer, don't be afraid, mother is here, mother is here."

Seeing Nezha comforting him a little, Mrs. Yin concentrated her attention and scolded him angrily.

"Li Jing! I just want to tell you, you are the commander-in-chief of Chentangguan, and you are Nezha's father. If you insist on doing this, I don't blame you."

"But no matter who dares to touch my Zha'er, I, Yin Shiniang, will be entangled to the end even if it goes to heaven or to earth, to the sky or to the underworld, for eternity!"

Looking at the Dragon King of the Four Seas again, Mrs. Yin's eyes were already bloodshot.

She is a daughter of a famous family, knowledgeable about books and courtesies, and can be a mother.

I am a woman, but I don’t know how to put great love first.

In my eyes, Nezha has only one identity, and that is my son.

"Nezha, my mother knows some skills. Just close your eyes and don't care about anyone. You can go as far as you can..."

After saying that, tears fell down and he pushed Nezha behind Li Jing.

Ao Guang: "Okay, Mrs. Yin, you want to pay for my son's life, but can you pay for Long Zi's life?"

"Li Jing! If you don't take action, thousands of evil spirits will be born in Chentangguan because of your Li family!"

The whole audience was in awe, Li Jing was suffering a lot, but at this moment...

There was a roar of laughter.

"Hahaha, you can't avoid it, you can't escape it."

"Demon dragon! You can't flood Chentangguan! I will take out the bones and return them to my father. From now on, I will have nothing to do with the Li family and all the people in Chentangguan..."

"But, you must be buried with him!"

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ps: If it’s so hot, it’s gone? Does the dog author want shit?