"jerk!"

"I'll leave this Zhu Jiuyin to you!"

A picture scroll appeared in Wang Zhenqiu's hand, and he said with a smile: "Okay, leave it to me!"

He unfolded the treasure map, and there were countless phantoms of immortals and gods in it. Then a glittering brush appeared in Wang Zhenqiu's hand. It was a treasure refined by incense and vows, just like the divine gloves in the prostitute's method.

It's just that later on, the Zhonghuang Taiyi Taoist Master combined the method of divine painting with the means of singing and dancing into one, which made it more useful.

He made hand gestures and chanted a spell, muttering to himself:
"Please, the great gods of the Three Altars and Seas, help me!"

In the treasure map of the scroll, scarlet brushstrokes outlined the appearance of the Third Prince of Red Lotus, who was riding on a Wind-Fire Wheel, holding a Qiankun Ring and a Hun Tian Ling in his hands, with red fire lotuses lingering around him, and was the master of fire. He looked exactly like the Killing Star Demon Child.

Immediately afterwards, Nezha opened his eyes!
He looked at Zhu Jiuyin and said, "You evil beast, I'm here to catch you!"

The Hun Tian Ling was seen flashing with golden crow fire and shining red, binding Zhu Jiuyin like a red flaming silk. The place where Zhu Jiuyin and the Hun Tian Ling touched was like charcoal.

"His-"

Zhu Jiuyin struggled and tossed around, looking extremely painful. He twisted his body constantly, and his huge tail slapped the rocks and kept hitting the cliff walls, trying to knock the Hun Tian Ling off.

The Hun Tian Ling burst out with red flames. The oil in the snake's body was very easy to burn, just like a spark in an oil barrel.

In an instant, Zhu Jiuyin was completely burned, and the shadow of Nezha fell on the snake head of Zhu Jiuyin, using the Qiankun Circle to smash down on the snake head.

Just like he captured dragons and subdued tigers at that time.

It has to be said that Nezha is indeed the nemesis of the dragon clan.

Finally, seeing that there was no other way, Zhu Jiuyin wrapped his huge snake body around the bronze sacred tree in circles, like a red fire refining a copper pillar, burning the bronze sacred tree red.

Amidst waves of wailing, Zhu Jiuyin finally died.

Then, the figure of the Third Prince of Red Lotus turned into a stream of red fire and returned to the scroll treasure map in Wang Zhenqiu's hand.

Boom!
The remaining remains of Zhu Jiuyin fell down, covered with a large amount of grease.

In just a moment, Zhu Jiuyin, who posed a huge threat to Wu Xie in the original novel, fell in front of everyone. The snake's body stirred up countless dust after it fell, which made Fatty Wang almost stunned.

Even Zhang Qiling was staring at the snake body in a daze. Such a huge snake was dealt with by Zhu Jiuyin in less than a few minutes. Who would dare to believe this if others told them?
Seeing this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but said distressedly: "What a loss, bastard, you loser, who told you to kill it? Don't you know that it's easier to sell Zhu Jiuyin alive?"

"That's Zhu Jiuyin. If we sell it to the demon kings in Northern Juluzhou, it will definitely be worth a lot of money!"

Zhang Chulan had a philistine expression, as if he had lost hundreds of millions.

Wang Zhenqiu also scratched his head, then spread his hands and said, "I know it's afraid of fire, but who would have thought it would catch fire like a candle!"

Zhang Chulan had no choice but to stop the loss immediately, but for now, he had to help Wang Ye pull out the bronze sacred tree.

The soul of Prince Zhang put away the spear in his hand, and then placed his hands directly on the red-hot copper pillar. The cold dragon on the shoulder of Prince Zhang's soul also spewed out endless cold air to cool him down.

The ice crystals were shrouded in mist and only a crackling sound could be heard. The red-hot copper pillar suddenly cooled down.

I don’t know what mechanism was triggered, but Zhang Chulan, who originally wanted to contribute, now had a dull look on his face and let out a grin. At the same time, countless gold condensed and fell from the void.

How can this be a bronze tree?

It's simply a cash cow!

"Oh no! Zhang Chulan has been tricked!"

Wang Ye cursed inwardly. He had known that this bronze sacred tree was strange, but he had never expected that it could actually turn the virtual into the real. And judging from Zhang Chulan's appearance, it might even have the ability to bewitch people.

"Zhang Chulan, calm your mind and focus your mind!"

Not knowing whether Zhang Chulan heard him or not, Wang Ye shouted loudly. Feng Baobao saw that something was wrong with Zhang Chulan, so he turned over quickly and went down to Zhang Chulan, holding the handle of the kitchen knife in his hand and knocked him down directly.

I'm afraid Zhang Chulan is not awake, so he slapped him a few more times. It has to be said that physical means are still effective at critical moments.

"It hurts!"

Zhang Chulan turned around and looked at Feng Baobao who was committing the crime. She covered her swollen cheeks and said aggrievedly, "Sister Baoer, why did you hit me?"

"You idiot, if I don't wake you up, you'll be sucked dry by that tree!"

"what?"

It was only then that Zhang Chulan noticed that most of the Qi in his body had disappeared, and the soul image of Prince Zhang had shrunk a lot.

Wang Ye came to Zhang Chulan at this time, looked at the bronze sacred tree, and said seriously: "This bronze tree is weird, it seems to be absorbing your Qi, Zhang Chulan."

"Next, you'd better not touch it directly!"

Zhang Chulan nodded solemnly, and then Prince Zhang produced ice chains in his hands and wrapped them around the bronze sacred tree.

With the cooperation of Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan, the bronze sacred tree was slowly pulled out.

But from the moment it was pulled out, bursts of roars like those of a divine beast came from the bronze sacred tree, containing a strong sense of unwillingness.

Colorful lights began to flash on the bronze sacred tree. Then, the colorful lights gathered together and transformed into a mighty and extraordinary divine beast above the bronze sacred tree.

He has a tiger body with nine tails, a human face with tiger claws, bloodshot eyes, snow-white teeth and golden claws. It is none other than the god Luwu. He is lying on the bronze sacred tree, staring at everyone with a fierce look in his eyes.

However, this Luwu was just a shadow and not as powerful as he was when he was alive.

At the moment when Lu Wu's shadow appeared, ten thick evil spirits emerged from the Yin Iron Token that Hu Bayi was carrying.

The ghost energy condensed and transformed into ten ghost generals. They looked arrogant and surrounded the phantom of Lu Wu.

The shadow of Lu Wu seemed to have intelligence, and looked at the shadows of the ten Yin Marshals with a bit of panic.

At this moment, each of the ten Yin Marshals appeared in their hands a soul-locking chain that was used to capture spirits and dispatch generals. There were Yin Thunders on it that were specifically designed to damage the soul and spirit.

Then, the chains in his hand shot out like a dragon, imprisoning and sealing the Luwu beast layer by layer, and then wrapped around it with soul-locking chains.

“Ah!!!”

The Luwu divine beast roared, stretched out its tiger claws, and wrestled with the ten Yin generals, pulling back and forth, causing the chains in the hands of the ten Yin generals to almost break.

Everyone frowned as they looked at the situation in front of them.

"Asshole, use the backup plan your master gave you!" Zhang Chulan suddenly said.

"understand!"

Wang Zhenqiu did not hesitate and immediately unfolded the divine scroll in his hand, which showed a god who was fully dressed in armor, a battle robe and combat boots, holding a pagoda in his hand, with five beards on his face and a majestic look.

It was Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

The god threw the pagoda into the air, and the golden light intertwined to form a forbidden seal. Like a pile of gold bricks, layers of exquisite pagodas began to emerge and turned into a huge dark yellow tower that covered Lu Wu's head.

Even the bronze sacred tree was covered in it.

Then, the exquisite pagoda was seen shrinking continuously, and the Luwu divine beast seemed to be suppressed. It was showing its fangs and claws, and crashing into the golden pagoda wall, but it was of no use at all.

Finally, the Luwu beast could only dive back into the bronze sacred tree. The exquisite pagoda shrank smaller and smaller, as if it could be held up by a palm, and flew back into Li Jing's hands.

(End of this chapter)