"Nezha?"
Only then did everyone suddenly remember the adorable little baby, especially Feng Qitong, who almost burst into tears of excitement.
After all, he had just thought that he would be separated from Jiang Jinyu forever, and after going through many twists and turns, he had finally found a way out.
Seeing the group of jubilant people, Zhou Tong couldn't help but feel puzzled. They were so happy even when they were about to die. Had they lost their minds?
At this moment, he had no time to think. With a wave of his hand, his burly body began to move slowly.
With each step, the ground shook violently, leaving a huge, deep footprint.
"Nezha".
Zhou Mu took a deep breath and called out softly.
Boom
Just then, a streak of red light came rapidly from afar, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, like a ball of fire, and landed perfectly in front of Zhou Mu and the others.
It was Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, with the Universe Ring and the Hun Tian Ling on either side of him.
At this moment, the little baby's face was full of seriousness.
The soaring sparks illuminated the gloomy world, and the turbulent demonic energy seemed to dissipate slightly, allowing a glimmer of sweet light to be felt in the extreme darkness.
Zhou Tong's brows furrowed instantly. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed, "You... Nezha!"
"You know him?"
When Zhou Tong blurted out Nezha's name, Zhou Mu sensed something was amiss.
As a being who could only appear in a primordial world, it is no exaggeration to say that even the most learned Confucian scholar in this world probably wouldn't recognize this little baby, because Nezha doesn't belong to this world at all.
All of this suggests that Zhou Tong might be of the same identity as them.
However, the surprise and doubt did not last long. Zhou Tong said calmly, "When Zhang Heng fought with you earlier, Nezha was knocked out with one punch. I thought I was seeing things, but I didn't expect it to be Nezha."
Then his gaze slowly focused on Zhou Mu, "You're also..."
He only moved his lips slightly before saying the last three words, without uttering a sound, but Zhou Mu clearly saw that Zhou Tong was saying the words "transmigrator".
Zhou Mu's expression changed instantly.
What's going on? Could it be that something went wrong in his world? Why are they all transmigrating here one after another?
Just from what he knew, Lu Shan, Qian Qingyun, and Ye Ming's father Ye Mu, plus himself, already made up the fourth one. He originally thought that was the limit, but unexpectedly, another one has popped up now.
Lu Shan's expression also became solemn. Unlike the shock he felt when he first saw the three-headed demonic ape, he was now more afraid.
Is it really a good thing that so many transmigrators appear in a fantasy world?
Originally, time travel shouldn't be about using cheat codes to crush the native world. But if everyone has a cheat code, wouldn't that lead to involution, where everyone just uses their own cheat code to compete?
"When fellow villagers meet, it's a pity if they don't have tears in their eyes."
Zhou Tong was still full of arrogance. He shook his head with a smile, then his gaze suddenly turned cold. "Three-headed demonic ape, make your move."
As soon as the words fell, the three demonic apes suddenly moved, bang bang bang, like an earthquake, their fists, even larger than meteorites, smashed down hard.
The most formidable aspect of the three-headed demonic ape is its physical strength.
As the saying goes, in the face of absolute power, everything is just a paper tiger. The physical strength of the three-headed demon ape is so powerful that it is outrageous. Unless one reaches the Great Emperor realm, no amount of fancy attacks can even hurt the three-headed demon ape's skin.
Nezha looked at the walking Mount Tai and felt immense pressure. With a wave of his hand, the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) swelled in the wind, shining with golden light, like a distant Milky Way, shimmering with dazzling arcs. In a short moment, it had become powerful enough to bind the three-headed demon ape's burly body.
With a whoosh, the Hun Tian Ling, which had increased in size hundreds of times, swooped down.
Swish Swish Swish
The Hun Tian Ling suddenly expanded, stretching out horizontally and coiling around the three-headed demon ape's massive body like a python.
After the blood-red Hun Tian Ling, which resembled a waterfall, had all spiraled upwards, a fierce glint flashed in Nezha's eyes. With a gentle twist of his fair fingers, the Hun Tian Ling suddenly tightened.
Boom
The massive body crashed heavily to the ground. The three-headed demonic ape was enraged, roaring loudly as its fur stood on end like steel needles and sharp swords.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Several deafening roars echoed far and wide, and cracks like spider webs spread across the surrounding ground. However, the struggle had no effect whatsoever; on the contrary, the Hun Tian Ling tightened its grip even more.
The three-headed demonic ape was powerless and, in its struggle, created a huge crater in the surrounding area.
Zhou Tong, seeing this scene from the distant cliff, was not surprised at all.
If it were before, one might still find it somewhat surprising, considering that the three-headed demonic ape was the leader of the ancient ferocious beasts. Legend has it that three powerful emperors were dispatched to besiege it, but all three ended in failure.
But now that he knows Zhou Mu's identity, he is no longer surprised by what is happening before his eyes.
As fellow time travelers, perhaps the competition is truly starting to intensify.
However, Zhou Tong wasn't without any trump cards. Or rather, if those three demonic apes were that weak, could they still be considered the leader of the ten ancient ferocious beasts?
Just as he was smiling and paying attention to that direction, a dark figure suddenly stood silently in front of him.
Zhou Tong was startled, his breath caught in his throat, and a surge of demonic energy erupted from his palm. He instinctively prepared to attack, but the man smiled faintly and said, "Three-headed demonic ape... I didn't expect you to have some skill. The great wizard's judgment is quite good."
Hearing this, Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man, saying, "What brings you here? Why aren't you staying in the Demon Palace? What are you doing here in the Desolate Heaven Domain?"
Jintian shook his head and said, "Do you think I wanted to come? The Great Wizard issued a decree ordering me to lead 100,000 demon troops to wipe out Fengqitong."
"One hundred thousand demon troops?" Zhou Tong's brows furrowed immediately. His intuition told him that this matter was not so simple.
With 100,000 demon troops, it would be more than enough to wipe out an Emperor-level expert. Why bother going to such lengths to kill Feng Qitong, who is only at the Saint King level?
Such a waste of talent?
Most importantly, the Dragon Clan has already taken action, strengthening border defenses. Let alone 100,000 demon soldiers, even a thousand people are in serious trouble getting in.
"That's right."
Jintian smiled and looked at the struggling three-headed demonic ape. "I just need to borrow your treasure for a bit."
Before Zhou Tong could react, he transformed into wisps of demonic energy and floated away. When he reformed, he was already perched on the demonic beast's shoulder.
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