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A blazing flame ignited under his feet, and the Hun Tian Ling flew out. The old man was tied up tightly just as he tried to escape.

"Haha, I see. It seems I'm still one step behind, old man. But you're not having an easy time either!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha dodged to a distance, but was caught by a big hand.

"Ahhhh!!!"

A scream was heard, and a gleam of light flashed in Nezha's eyes.

“As expected!!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha was punched away by the evil ghost, spitting blood and his face was very pale.

The flames blazed, and the old man who had just been full of life turned into pieces of wood. It was obvious that he was just a doll.

Looking at the puppet that burned to ashes, Nezha snorted angrily, and the fire spear in his hand turned into rays of red flames.

"You're just being mysterious. If that's the case, then I'll see what you're capable of!"

It has to be said that the old man in formal attire is the toughest opponent Nezha has ever dealt with. He did not expect that this time, Brother Ying'an's mission would be so grand. In previous missions, the old man in formal attire should have been a key figure, but now it seems that this is just a part of this duel.

Because now it seems that they don't seem to have very powerful means, but now they can understand that what Brother Ying An wants to do has also been sensed in their world. Not only this world will change, but any world that Ying An has helped will undergo tremendous changes. This is undoubtedly a good thing for them. After all, by becoming the strong ones in the new world, they can sever any cause and effect with themselves in the heavens and all worlds in the future.

This is no small matter.

"Little kid, your fate is determined by life and death. I can sense it. You're only here to help the one above the sky. If you sacrifice your life, it's not worth it. Even if you can kill me, can you defy the will of heaven?"

Chapter 699: The Pain of Bone-Erosion and Soul-Killing

Nezha listened to the sounds coming from all around him with a cold expression on his face.

"Old man, since I'm here, it proves that nothing is more important than this matter. Even the so-called law of nature cannot stop me from helping my elder brother. And you are nothing more than a pawn. It's just that you choose to be a pawn willingly, but we are different!"

After saying this, the atmosphere around him changed, and a smile appeared on Nezha's face.

"It seems you're also dissatisfied with the people above you, willing to become someone else's pawn, without any chance of turning things around. Whether now or before, you've always been defeated by my eldest brother. So from this moment on, you have no right to be his opponent!"

"Little devil, you are too rude. I will kill you and connect your bones one by one with soul-hook thread, so that you can feel the pain of gnawing bones and killing souls!"

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Nezha's body was covered with scars, but he avoided the fatal parts. The old man in formal attire appeared on the scene again.

"By the way, I'm also a lunatic, so don't be afraid, kid!"

Nezha's aura was very calm, with a slight smile on his face.

"So that's how it is. No wonder I didn't kill you the first time. Brother Ying An once said that the strongest part of my body isn't the flesh, but the perfect control of my strength. Now I want to use you as a training ground!"

The old man in formal attire was playing with the scepter, and his expression was very calm. It was obvious that he did not take Nezha's words to heart. After all, after the test just now, he could feel that the little kid's fighting awareness was too rigid, and he was fighting more by following instinct. He had dealt with too many such opponents, and they all became his exquisite works of art without exception.

The demonic energy in Nezha was surging, and his ancient demon body was emitting a terrifying aura.

The old man in the formal suit's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of fear on his face.

"It seems like you have other cards up your sleeve, little brat. I'm curious about what you're capable of!"

Countless puppets in tattered blood-red robes appeared around, and Nezha had a murderous look on his face.

"It seems that these are the people who died at your hands. You really deserve to die. Today, I will kill you. I want to see what you are capable of!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha roared, and his body with three heads and six arms appeared above the sky, and the surrounding karma fire turned into his power.

The old man in the formal suit saw this scene with madness in his eyes, and he couldn't help laughing.

"You really do have a perfect body. I'll pay any price so I can make you my toy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding puppets pounced towards Nezha!

The Dharma body descended into the world, and Nezha’s aura burst out to its peak.

The puppets around the old man in formal attire rushed towards Nezha, but the Samadhi True Fire instantly ignited a large number of puppets like a divine punishment.

Large pieces of puppets were burned, and these horrible puppets made wailing sounds. It was obvious that the old man in the formal suit was a guy who was proficient in playing with souls.

The old man in formal attire looked at the large pieces of burning puppets and screamed, with a look of delight on his face.

"What a wonderful moan! Let me listen to it for a while longer, and then you will die more miserably!"

Chapter 700: Freedom at any time

The old man in the formal suit is indeed powerful. If it were anyone else, he might have been defeated. Unfortunately, his opponent is Nezha, this little kid with a pure heart, who has a natural instinct for fighting, and this instinct is something the old man in the formal suit cannot understand.

Because he is a coward who likes to manipulate others. When facing an opponent weaker than him, all he will do is to kill the opponent as best he can, as if the opponent is not an opponent but a prey.

But now, what he encountered was not prey, but a tiger that was ready to eat its prey.

He has three heads and six arms, and his demonic energy rises to the sky, but the red lotus of karma fire that covers the sky continuously provides him with power!

The Fire Spear in Nezha's hand transformed into an ancient fire dragon and rushed towards the old man in formal attire.

"This person can't possibly save you!"

A ferocious look appeared on the old man's face, and there was a crazy murderous intent in his eyes.

"You are nothing but a child!!!"

The raging fire ignited all the suffering souls. They wailed and roared, but with gratitude on their faces, they disappeared between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the old man in the formal suit was completely panicked because these dolls actually took the initiative to pounce on Nezha. This was originally a good thing, but these so-called ghost dolls did not have any intention of attacking, and it was more like they were lining up to be killed by Nezha.

They are out of control, no one can control them.

Nezha looked at the old man with a cold look in his eyes.

"You can't even control these deceased people now. Do you think your life is still in your hands?"

The demonic energy that was powerful enough to overturn life and death had already shattered the old man in the formal suit's magic tricks.

He had no chance of escaping anymore.

The old man in formal attire looked extremely ugly, and he looked at Nezha with gritted teeth.

"Little doll, do you think you can kill me like this?"

"No! It's impossible!"

"I won't give you this chance. You also don't have the means to kill me. I will destroy you!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old man in formal attire disappear from the scene.

The next moment, a huge bloodstained puppet appeared in front of Nezha, and the voice of the old man in formal attire sounded all around.

"You will only fall into endless hell and become my most proud toy!!!"

Nezha heard a strange laugh, and the surroundings suddenly became bustling with activity. There was an endless stream of people, fireworks, and magic tricks. A hint of confusion appeared in Nezha's eyes. It seemed that this was not so bad. This was the world he wanted...

"Pfft!"

The fire spear pierced into the throat of a little kid, and the little kid looked at Nezha.

"How... how is it possible?!"

Nezha shook his head.

"With your limited means, you still want me to sink into it? It's not like I don't know what true happiness is. How can you, a guy who has no sense of happiness and only loneliness and death, understand it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a look of pain appeared on the old man's face, and the next moment a crazy and sharp roar was heard.

But Nezha also staggered back, looking at the white hand on his shoulder.

The fire spear in his hand suddenly swept across!!!

Only a scream was heard, and a trace of surprise flashed across Nezha's face, because the groan was not the voice of this old man.

"You can free yourself at any time, why do you want to help him?"

The giant puppet shed tears of blood, and it was he who had just done it.

Chapter 701: Eternal Torment

"I am him. I cannot escape. If he doesn't die, I will be tortured forever."

This is also the strongest trump card of the old man in formal wear, a substitute with the same strength as himself, and no one knows where his real body is.

Even Nezha couldn't find where this guy was, but the attack just now gave Nezha an idea.

"Do you want to be free?"

Nezha's words silenced the puppet. He also wanted to, but he didn't believe that Nezha could be a match for this old man.

"If you want to be free, then come and kill me!"

The puppet slowly raised its head.

"You're going to die..."

Nezha looked at the puppet with a smile.

"It seems you are not completely controlled yet. If that's the case, come and kill me!"

The old man in formal attire in the dark was also very alert. If he didn't show up, even this puppet wouldn't be able to catch him.

So now a strong murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"Come on, come on, die, die!!!"

The desire in his heart expanded infinitely, and the puppet, feeling this terrible desire, had a look of pain on his face.

"He wants me to kill you. He's gone mad."

The puppet rushed towards Nezha, and this puppet's methods were more direct and brutal.

And its strength was no weaker than Nezha's physical body. Facing such a madman, Nezha was eager to fight, and his terrifying power instantly tore the body of the puppet into pieces, but he himself was also covered in blood. The two fought more fiercely, and the expression on the old man's face became more crazy and perverted.

He knew that his greatest work was now competing with his greatest future work. This was the transition between the old and the new, and he was already imagining how he would create this perfect work.

The Samadhi True Fire could not completely burn the fresh blood.

Lotus petals fell on Nezha one by one. The puppet opposite him was already in pieces, and he stared at Nezha intently.

"I want to die, okay?"

Nezha shook his head, but this time the puppet did not agree with him, but looked at Nezha.

"I don't want to go on this last journey anymore. I became like this because I wanted to live, but now I want to die, and I want to take him with me."

The old man in the formal suit was stunned when he heard the puppet's words, and then a look of madness appeared on his face.

"what are you going to do?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet rushed towards Nezha, but this time the puppet's soul completely exploded, which meant that he had no chance of reincarnation. For such a method, neither Nezha nor the old man in formal attire had expected that the soul in the puppet would be so determined.

The old man in the formal suit suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was this mouthful of blood that exposed his aura.

Nezha, sensing this breath, disappeared from the spot, and the fire spear in his hand suddenly stabbed down.

The old man let out a miserable wail, and this location was the crown of the giant puppet.

He's hiding here like a rat.

"Let me go, I won't come again. I can be your slave, as long as you let me go!"

The old man had a pleading look on his face, Nezha was covered in blood, and his expression was extremely cold.

"Whether I kill you or not is not a question you need to know. You only need to know that your death will make them happier, and I will be happy too."

The Samadhi True Fire ignited, and a gorgeous fiery red lotus appeared between heaven and earth!

The old man in the formal attire died on the red lotus of endless karmic fire. Not only could he not reincarnate, but he also had to suffer the torment of boundless karma. This was his best ending.

Chapter 702 We Are Too Despicable

He watched as his men were either defeated or stopped by the opponent's masters, and they were of no use at all.

The hooded man's expression beneath his hood was as cold as ice.

Now it seems that the Ghost Hall is no match for this group of people.

The hooded man didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Ying An could lead this group of people to grow to this level.