Dharma Boat Above the deck.
Nezha tossed it casually and threw Immortal King Tianlan in his hand on the ground like throwing away garbage.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
The supreme Immortal King, who not long ago had bullied the entire Abandoned Heaven Wasteland, intending to crush Primordial World with one kick, fell to the cold deck in embarrassment at this moment, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The Flat Sky Crown on top of his head was tilted to one side.
The Nine-Dragon Imperial Robe on his body, which symbolizes Supreme Authority, has become wrinkled and even stained with his own golden blood.
Embarrassing!
Unprecedented embarrassment!
Immortal King Tianlan struggled to get up from the ground.
But Nezha's previous tug not only sealed 99% of his strength, but also had an unparalleled and overbearing Devil Dao will that invaded his limbs and made even the simplest movement of getting up extremely difficult.
He tried several times, but finally collapsed to the ground helplessly.
"Be honest!"
Nezha stepped on Immortal King's back, and Wind-Fire Wheels spit out Samadhi True Fire under his feet, burning Immortal King's protective body Immortal Light, making a "sizzling" sound.
"If you move around again, believe it or not, I will peel off your skin and make it into a kite to fly?"
Immortal King Tianlan stiffened and dared not move again.
He could feel the terrifying power coming from the little foot on his back, which could easily crush him Immortal Body.
He had no doubt that this little devil could really do such a thing!
Humiliation!
The humiliation that penetrated deep into his bones was like hundreds of millions of ants gnawing at his Dao Heart!
How could he, who is so dignified as Immortal King, have ever suffered such humiliation?
He would rather die in battle than be trampled on like a dead dog like this!
But... he didn't dare to die.
Because he knew that in front of these monsters, he was not even qualified to die.
Yang Jian, Sect Master Tongtian, Three Xiao, Kong Xuan and others just looked at this scene indifferently. No one showed the slightest sympathy or surprise.
In their eyes, this so-called Immortal King was destined to have this outcome from the moment he decided to attack Primordial World.
Outside Dharma Boat.
Those million Immortal King Guards were suspended in the void, in a dilemma.
Their king became a prisoner.
Their spiritual support completely collapsed.
At this moment, they are just a group of wolves that have lost their wolf king, leaving only confusion and fear.
Yang Jian looked away from Immortal King Tianlan and looked at the dark Immortal Army.
The Heavenly Eye on his forehead was flowing with golden light, as if he was thinking about how to deal with these millions of creatures.
Just then.
A calm Divine Sense, without the slightest emotion, passed from the small Daoist Temple on the shore of the East Sea to Dharma Boat, ringing in the minds of every Temple disciple.
"Bring him here."
There are only four words.
But with an unquestionable will.
It's Master!
The expressions of Yang Jian, Nezha, Tongtian and others instantly became solemn, and they all bowed in the direction of Daoist Temple.
"Follow Master Edict!"
Nezha withdrew his foot from Immortal King's back and grabbed his collar again.
"You're lucky, Master wants to see you."
He carried Immortal King like a piece of cargo, stepped on Wind-Fire Wheels, turned into a beam of Dao Fire light, and took the lead in flying towards the direction of Primordial World, East Sea.
Yang Jian, Tongtian and others followed closely behind.
Dharma Boat, controlled by Zhao Gongming, drove back slowly.
Immortal King Tianlan was dragged all the way through Primordial World's Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane, and entered the "lower realm" that he had despised before.
Once entering Primordial World.
He felt a world Law that was completely different from the Firmament, but equally vast and majestic.
The aura here is pure and full of vitality.
The Great Dao here is complete and full of vitality.
This... is not at all a barren lower realm that has just ascended!
This is clearly a world with incredible depth and depth... a perfect world!
He was wrong.
It was wrong from the beginning!
Soon, the shore of the East Sea arrived.
Nezha was not polite at all, carrying Immortal King, he landed directly in front of the simple and inconspicuous Daoist Temple door.
He let go.
Immortal King Tianlan fell to the ground in embarrassment again, this time on the Cyan Stone board in front of Daoist Temple's door.
He raised his head and saw the closed... wooden door made of ordinary wood.
He can feel it.
The message Divine Sense that made him unable to even think of resisting came from behind this door.
Behind the door is the group of monsters...Master?
In his heart, there was A Trace uncontrollable curiosity, and a deeper... fear.
He wanted to see what kind of being that person was.
Just then.
"Squeak--"
The wooden door slowly opened a gap inward.
There were no earth-shattering visions.
There is no pressure to destroy the world.
There was only a faint scent of tea, as if it existed forever, floating out from the crack in the door.
Immortal King Tianlan, you can vaguely see it through the crack in the door.
Under the old locust tree in the courtyard, a young figure in Tsing Yi was lying leisurely on a rocking chair, rocking gently.
It seemed that, to him, the unprecedented battle in the outside world that could shatter an entire realm was just... a wave of Qingfeng passing by outside the hospital.
He didn't look at himself.
His gaze seemed to have always been on the ancient scroll in his hand.
Immortal King Tianlan was just abandoned in front of Daoist Temple.
Like a piece of trophy that no one cares about.
Waiting for the final release.