Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

"Li Jing, how much longer can you hold out? Even with the four of us brothers united, you'll be defeated!"

Ao Guang looked at Li Jing happily and started to sneer at him.

At this moment, Li Jing could only be described as in a miserable state.

In order to resist the huge waves and heavy rain created by the four dragon kings, he has used all the strength he can.

Li Jing couldn't even open his eyes now. He didn't even have time to care about anything else. He could only use his utmost strength to preserve the entire Chentang Pass.

Even though the Dragon King's attack hit him, he did not retreat at all.

In fact, it was not just Li Jing. Every soldier on the city wall was trying their best to support Li Jing.

Even though their strength was weak, when they gathered together, they were able to delay Li Jing for such a long time.

Everyone is trying their best to hold on and guard against those sneak attacks, not daring to slack off for a moment.

The scene before him made little Nezha extremely anxious.

His eyes were filled with anger as he looked at those arrogant dragons.

No one knew where he got the courage from, but little Nezha, who was shouted away by Li Jing, finally rushed forward.

"Dragon King, weren't you looking for me? Now I'm here! If you have the guts, just come after me alone! Targeting Chentang Pass like this is nothing!"

Mrs. Yin, who was standing by, didn't even have time to stop her child and could only watch her child rush out.

The Dragon King of the East Sea, who was about to deal a fatal blow to Li Jing, heard Nezha's reckless shouting, sneered, and then pinched his claws to hold little Nezha in his hand.

"You are so bold, you dare to speak to me like that! It seems that Taiyi Zhenren is indeed your confidence, which allows you to be so arrogant!"

After the Dragon King of the East Sea said this, he was about to crush little Nezha to pieces.

But little Nezha was so tough that even though he felt his internal organs were about to break, he showed no sign of giving up.

He didn't want to even scream.

When Mrs. Yin looked at little Nezha like this, she felt like there was a fire in her heart.

But as soon as she moved forward, she was stopped by the other three vigilant Dragon Kings.

"Jinzha, Muzha, Mr. Kong! Please save my Nezha!"

After trying several times but failing every time, Mrs. Yin could only place her hope on Sun Wukong.

Hearing what Madam Yin said, Li Jing, who was already struggling to resist, closed his eyes in pain and didn't dare to look back.

Seeing this, Jinzha and Muzha immediately entered combat mode, trying to rescue little Nezha.

Unfortunately, these were no match for the elite soldiers of the Four Dragon Kings who had been prepared for a long time.

Seeing such a one-sided situation, the Dragon King of the East Sea had no scruples at all and exerted even more force in his hands.

The other three sea dragon kings nearby looked at the powerless little Nezha with admiration.

The person who felt the most uncomfortable at the scene was not actually little Nezha, but the bracelet he wore on his wrist.

Ao Bing didn't even have time to send a message to his father, and was eventually caught in the palm of the hand of the Dragon King of the East Sea.

In order to protect himself from being crushed by the Dragon King of the East Sea.

Ao Bing, who had finally accumulated some spiritual power and was planning to launch an attack, could only release the spiritual power he had accumulated with great difficulty to protect Nezha.

Otherwise, not only Nezha, but also he would die directly in the claws of the Dragon King of the East Sea.

This is why, even though the Dragon King of the East Sea pinched him so hard, little Nezha still had a breath left.

Ao Mojie, the eldest prince who was always paying attention to the Dragon King of the East China Sea, discovered at this time an extremely subtle aura similar to that of Ao Bing.

At first, he was not sure, until the breath gradually disappeared, Ao Mojie no longer cared about anything else and immediately stepped forward.

He locked onto the direction from which Ao Bing's breath came, which was exactly Nezha in the claws of the East Sea Dragon King.

Although Ao Mojie didn't know the reason behind this, he still tried to dissuade him:

"Father, this child has a pure spirit, yet there's not a single trace of cultivation. Perhaps there really is some misunderstanding here!"

At this time, Nezha was only one breath away from death.

Ao Mojie coaxed the Dragon King of the East Sea and slowly let him loosen his claws.

In this way, Nezha, who was almost about to die, was saved because of the bracelet in his hand.

Honestly speaking, seeing a child as young as Nezha, who was in so much pain but didn't make a sound, both the East China Sea Dragon King and the other Dragon Kings couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in their hearts.

In addition to admiration, the Dragon King of the East Sea was also a little annoyed: Why don’t you shout or scream?

Such a little Nezha makes these victims look like villains.

Now hearing Ao Mojie say this, the Dragon King of the East Sea became even angrier.

Seeing that his eldest son not only rescued his enemy from his claws, but also sent him back safely, the Dragon King of the East Sea looked even uglier.

"Ao Mojie, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, I will never let you off easily!"

Ao Mojie looked at the struggling humans below, then looked at the furious Ao Guang, and sighed:

"Father, I sensed the presence of my third brother on that child. I suspect..."

Ao Guang was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself: It turned out that it was not his illusion, the child did have some of Ao Bing's aura on him for a short time.

He originally thought that it was because little Nezha had come into contact with Ao Bing before, so he was contaminated with his aura.

Now it seems that things may not be as simple as he thought.

"In that case, you shouldn't stop me. Let me find out what's going on, okay?"

Ao Mojie shook his head: "But you, father, act like you want to know exactly what's going on and want to kill him directly."

Ao Guang, whose problem was pointed out bluntly, twitched his lips speechlessly.

Although he did do so, there was no need to say it so bluntly!

He seemed somewhat brainless.

Perhaps it was because he calmed down, or perhaps it was because of the scent of Ao Bing, Ao Guang finally calmed down.

Because of this, the violent storm that seemed to be about to destroy the world suddenly became smaller.

The other three sea dragon kings also stopped what they were doing after hearing what their nephew said.

"My dear, are you telling the truth?"

"That kid really has Bing'er's aura on him? Could it be that Bing'er's true spirit is in him?!"

The three Dragon Kings talked at once and asked questions with concern.

Ao Mojie shook his head and said, "Nephew doesn't know either. Perhaps I have to ask him himself to find out."

Ao Guang glanced at his eldest son, then landed on the ground.

The Dragon King of the East Sea slowly approached the dying little Nezha, his eyes filled with indifference:

"Boy, you have the scent of my son on you. If you can't explain what's right and wrong, I will not let you off easily!"