System invasion, Queen fights monsters to upgrade, kills the system

The red-flame python's Samadhi True Fire burned the sky above Guangci Temple red!

Under the burning of the Samadhi True Fire, Jingyan's wind and fire stick that was imbued with Buddha nature was instantly burned into a pitch-black fire stick.

The red-flame python shook off the remaining flames on the wind-fire stick.

He bared his sharp fangs, held the fire stick with his tail, and picked his teeth lightly...

Jingyan looked at the ironic scene in front of her.

All the harsh words she had spoken before were burned into useless ashes by the Samadhi True Fire spit out by the Scarlet Flame Python.

Jingyan looked at the Changsheng River God with a sharp look on his face, and asked him loudly:

"You are not the Changsheng River God at all!"

"Who are you? Why did you pretend to be the Changsheng River God and break into my Guangci Temple?"

The 'Changsheng River God' who was discovered did not speak.

He simply swung the spear in his hand a few times, and using the force of the swing, stabbed it heavily into the bluestone slab.

"Qiang~"

The spear standing on the bluestone slab instantly ignited with red-purple flames. Under the tempering of the flames, the originally ordinary spear began to peel off inch by inch.

A spear with a length of one foot and eight feet and a spear head shaped like flames - the Purple Flame Snake Spear Fire Tip Spear, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The red-flame python, which was originally picking its teeth, saw that the fire spear had revealed its true form. It put away its nonchalant look and threw the wind and fire stick in its mouth directly to Jingyan's feet.

Jingyan looked at the wind and fire stick inserted at his feet, and had a bad feeling in his heart: Oh no, the person coming here should not be an ordinary person...

The giant scarlet python opened its mouth and spewed Samadhi True Fire towards its own body.

In the flames, it gradually shrank its body.

Wait until the flames are completely dissipated.

A baby with wind-fire wheels under his feet and a Qiankun ring in his hand stands on a purple flame snake spear and a fire-tipped gun.

"The Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly --- Nezha the Third Prince, is here!"

With the appearance of little Nezha.

The 'Changsheng River God' at the side looked at the completely stunned Nun Jingyan and said, "I am indeed not the Changsheng River God."

He raised his right hand, condensed golden divine light, and slapped the ground with one palm.

At his call.

A water dragon with ice armor on its body slowly emerged from the ground. It twisted its huge body and carried the Changsheng River God on its head.

The 'Changsheng River God' ran his index finger across his forehead, and his original skin turned into countless fragments and dispersed with the wind.

Instead, there was a young girl wearing a yellow dragon robe and standing with her hands behind her back.

"I am the new City God of Kyoto---Xuzhou Jiao!"

I saw two true gods appear together in Guangciyuan.

Jingyan, who was feeling anxious and worried, felt as if struck by lightning and could not move at all.

Especially when she saw Xu Zhoujiao, her face turned pale and her expression became tense, as if she was facing a great enemy.

Jingyan clenched her hands unconsciously.

She didn't understand, but what went wrong! Why did Xuzhou Jiao sneak up the mountain quietly?

Where are those men in black? Why didn't anyone come to report?

Xu Zhoujiao looked at Jing Yan, who was completely panicked, and asked softly, "Are you wondering why those men in black didn't come to give you a heads-up?"

"No need to look for them, some of them have been captured, and some have been killed!"

Xu Zhoujiao looked at Jingyan with an expression of disbelief and added: "Especially those money trees you hid in Guangciyuan."

"They left no one alive, all dead!"

Jingyan looked at Xu Zhoujiao's arrogant appearance, and the hatred in her heart was as fierce as a storm.

She pointed at the nosy Xuzhou Jiao and shouted, "Xuzhou Jiao, this is an important Buddhist place. Even if you are a city master god, you cannot act wildly here!"

"Besides, this place is not under your jurisdiction, so it is not your turn to meddle in other people's affairs! Take your people and leave immediately!"

"Don't let me ask the golden-bodied Arhat to show up and get you!"

Xu Zhoujiao looked at the Buddha's light faintly emerging in the sky above the Great Hall and smiled softly:

"You want to capture Xuzhou Jiao by asking for a golden body arhat? Jingyan, are you looking down on me?"

Then, she turned to look at the little Nezha beside her and asked, "Little Nezha, are you afraid of those golden arhats?"

Little Nezha pulled out the Purple Flame Snake Spear and Fire Spear from the ground with one hand and waved them in the air a few times.

The Fire Spear in Nezha's hand was as flexible as a snake emerging from a cave. The flames ejected from the tip of the spear set off a series of sparks in the night sky, which was both gorgeous and shocking.

"Sister Jiao should know Nezha's character!"

"As for me, I'm always afraid of not having enough fun fighting, never afraid of fighting with anyone!"

There is no need to wait for Jingyan to speak.

Little Nezha took the lead and shouted towards the sky above the Great Hall: "Since there is such a big commotion, don't be a coward!"

"Just come out and start fighting!"

Xu Zhoujiao rode a water dragon and stood side by side with little Nezha. She echoed, "I also want to see which venerable is protecting this immoral temple!"

Jingyan, who had reached the critical moment of life and death, knelt in the courtyard and bowed devoutly to the image of the Bodhisattva in the main hall: "Bodhisattva, I, your disciple Jingyan, have been reciting scriptures and burning incense for you every day, and have never slacked off for even a moment."

"Now this Xuzhou Jiao is bullying others by taking advantage of his power. As a Taoist god, he actually forced his way into the Buddhist temple."

"It's really arrogant!"

"Please ask the Bodhisattva to send down a golden arhat to severely punish this thief who has no regard for the Dharma!"

In order to show his piety, Jingyan performed the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows towards the main hall which was dozens of meters away.

"Chirp~"

As soon as Jingyan finished speaking, a sound similar to the cry of a bird of prey was heard from the majestic Main Hall.

A huge golden eagle covered with golden feathers spread its wings and flew out from the golden body of the Bodhisattva. Every time the pair of broad wings flapped, it had the power to tear apart the wind and clouds.

This golden eagle was clearly asked by Jingyan to the Bodhisattva to deal with Xuzhou Jiao.

But it stared at Jingyan who was kneeling on the ground with sharp eyes. It seemed that it was still holding something tightly in its sharp claws.

What Jingyan saw was not the golden arhat, but the golden sculpture under the seat of the Bodhisattva.

The expectation in her eyes instantly turned into fear. Her body couldn't stop shaking, as if she was afraid of something horrible!

Xu Zhoujiao looked at the golden eagle in front of her, who had turned from an enemy into a friend, and was confused for a moment:

Why does this golden eagle look like it's here to seek revenge...

The golden eagle threw the thing in its claws directly onto Jingyan and said, "Jingyan, do you still remember me?"

Jingyan looked at the demon child that fell on her body.

She closed her eyes in fear, and hurriedly pushed him out, shouting, "Stay away from me!"

The skinny little demon boy was covered in black feather scales and had a pair of wings on his back that were not as big as a palm.

He stretched out his skinny arms and whispered to Jingyan, "Mom, it's me."

"I'm a little kid!"

When little Nezha heard the demon boy calling Jingyan for his mother, he was so frightened that he didn't even notice that the fire spear in his hand had fallen.

Little Nezha, who is always at the forefront of the melon-eating crowd, jumped to the side of the demon boy.

He looked at this demon child who was much younger than himself, pointed at Jingyan who was not far away, and asked him curiously: "Is your mother this bad nun?"

"Then can you tell me who your father is?"

The demon boy looked at the healthy and lively Nezha squatting in front of him, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his bony hands towards the chubby and cute little Nezha and whispered, "Mother doesn't like children. She is afraid of them."

"Brother, can you help the little boy?"

The demon boy raised his tender and skinny face, his eyes were empty and helpless, like a fledgling that lost its home in a snowstorm. It gave people a feeling that he could not see any hope.

One can't help but want to hold him in his arms and give him a harbor to shelter from the wind and snow.

Little Nezha looked at the weak and pitiful demon boy, then looked at his own chubby little hands, and fell into deep thought...