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"..."

There was dead silence in the audience.

Everyone looked at the center of the venue in disbelief.

In just a blink of an eye, the flat ground that could accommodate tens of thousands of people turned into a huge deep pit. As Mo Lihong struggled to get up, the ground broke into pieces and extended outward, and even cracks appeared in the audience seats.

The sudden change caused the Four Dragon Kings and Dian Mu and their group to stop their dramatic duel.

Ao Bing leaped his sore and tired dragon body and flew to Nezha's side with difficulty. He blinked his lantern-sized eyes but dared not make a sound.

Nezha was holding a red silk in his hand, his face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, but he was so handsome that he gave people a different kind of beauty and was quite impactful.

"...Are they, all dead?" Someone in the audience suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

Master Yu seemed to be suddenly awakened. With red eyes, he stood up hastily, but then fell back down with weak legs: "Shi Tian... Shi Dao... all the disciples..."

Shi Yi glanced at him and said softly, "It's not too late to cry after you really die."

“Wuwuwuuuu…what…?”

Tears were falling from Master Yu's eyes. She turned to look at Shi Yi, only to see her leaning lazily against the chair, tapping the armrest with the folding fan in her hand from time to time, without a trace of worry on her beautiful face.

Master Yu couldn't help but think of the time when he was frightened to death by a ghost and then came back to life. He quickly wiped his tears, leaned over, and asked in a low voice: "Then can they be saved even if their bodies are crushed?"

"..."

Who said it hit?

Shi Yi rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "Just watch the show!"

"Then you should remind me next time. I'm already old and I was almost scared to death just now." Master Yu patted his heart which was beating wildly with fear and glared at Shi Yi with a reproachful look.

Shi Yi jokingly said, "Then I have to congratulate you on having a grandson in your old age?"

Master Yu was very upset: "...I have only heard of having a son in old age, and is this how you get a grandson?!"

Shi Yi sighed: "It's all my fault for being so knowledgeable and well-educated."

Master Yu: "...learned and talented!"

Shi Yi: "Do you understand?"

Yu Fuzi:)

The audience didn't hear their conversation at all and just sat on the ground, as if waiting to die.

Shi Yi tapped the ground with his toes and was suddenly sat on by Roaring Sky Dog. He turned around and looked at her: "...You are so awesome!"

Shi Yi: "Thank you for the compliment, please move your butt."

Roaring Sky Dog: "Hehe, little girl, can you tell me where they are if they are not dead?"

Shi Yi looked down and raised his eyebrows slightly, saying, "Let's watch the fighting scene first."

At that time, Mo Lihong had already sat up. He looked at the beautiful boy standing in front of him on the wind-fire wheels and was slightly surprised: "Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, how could you..."

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything. As soon as he spoke, Nezha's eyebrows raised and he said viciously:

"Die!"

He raised his hand and swung the Qiankun Circle towards Mo Lihong's forehead.

Before he realized what was happening, Mo Lihong was hit by the Qiankun Circle with a bang. Stars appeared in his eyes and he fell backwards.

But before he fell down, the Hun Tian Ling wrapped around his neck and pulled him back. There were clanging sounds, and the Qian Kun Circle hit Mo Lihong's forehead again and again, leaving him with bruises all over his head.

Mo Lihong screamed in pain and kept asking the Third Prince to spare his life. As a result, Nezha tied him up with the Hun Tian Ling and threw him into the sky. The Hun Tian Ling flashed red light and carried him into the air.

Nezha stood on the Wind Fire Wheel and flew into a huge deep pit and made a circle. Before the ground was smashed, he felt that the crowd wrapped in the Hun Tian Ling was suddenly empty. He didn't see any corpse when he pulled out the Demon Binding Ritual just now, and now there was no corpse even in the pit.

"You saved them?!"

Nezha suddenly turned his head to look at Shi Yi, his mood instantly turned from gloomy to bright. He flew in front of Shi Yi on his wind-fire wheels, raised his eyebrows and said: "Hey, you are quite powerful! But not as powerful as me. Even if you don't make a move, my Hun Tian Ling is invulnerable to swords and spears!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sun Wukong in the sky laughing, "Hey, Third Prince, are you ashamed?!"

It can be seen that he was paying attention to the situation below while fighting, which is why he fought without any pressure.

Erlang Shen kicked Li Tianwang over and slowly agreed: "My dear brother, what you said makes sense."

"..."

Nezha looked at them speechlessly: "You are being unkind. Mo Lihong was knocked down by you and nearly killed many mortals. I was kind enough to clean up the mess, and you are still laughing at me?"

He put one hand on his waist and his voice was like a rainbow, resounding through the sky.

Sun Wukong laughed again and said to him, "I believe what the little girl said, so I have nothing to worry about!"

After he finished speaking, he hit Mo Lihai on the forehead with a stick and cursed, "Hey! Why don't you go back to guard your gate? Why do you have to come here to get beaten!"