242: Undead Blood Demon

Ding Yin was truly enraged!

Since becoming the Blood Demon, he had never suffered such a great loss at the hands of one person, and to suffer it twice in such a short time!

Holding the Fire Tipped Spear, Nezha aimed at the re-formed Ding Yin and sneered, "What kind of skill is it to bully a Junior? Your opponent is me!"

Saying this, Nezha waved his hand impatiently at Xuanji Zi and his two Disciples, "Go away, go away! This battle is not something you can interfere in!"

What could they possibly say to someone capable of severely injuring Ding Yin twice in a row?

The three of them shared a silent understanding, instantly retreating to leave enough space for the two of them.

"Come, come, let me see what abilities you have, Blood Demon, besides having thick blood and high defense!"

Nezha sneered.

"Heh, without that mechanical creation, do you think you would be my opponent?"

Ding Yin sneered disdainfully. His figure flashed, and he was already closing in on Nezha. His index fingers flicked repeatedly, whipping up countless rays of blood light. These rays of blood light transformed into sharp red Sword Qi in mid-air, sweeping toward Nezha.

Nezha unleashed his Divine Might, his Fire Tipped Spear dancing in a flurry that left no gaps, engaging in a melee with Ding Yin.

Meanwhile, in mid-air, the mecha, no longer needing Nezha's direct control, was deploying all the Magic Treasures except for the Fire Tipped Spear in turns, tearing apart the increasingly numerous blood-colored longswords in the air bit by bit.

Fortunately, this transformation was not endless; after reaching its limit, it began to diminish, which caused Ding Yin, who was entangled in battle with Nezha, to frown slightly.

"Mechanical creation... when did it reach such a level? Moreover, this young man before me is actually a top-tier Divine-Grade expert... I've never heard of such a person in the Human Realm... Hmm, wait, his weapon, his mannerisms, why do they seem so much like someone..."

The Blood Demon Ding Yin's palms flew, and a huge blood ball suddenly formed in mid-air. Then, the blood ball spun rapidly, and countless blood droplets, like flying knives, smashed down toward Nezha.

When those blood droplets fell to the ground, they even corroded the bricks and stones. Nezha roared, and with a wave of his hand, a red light flashed across the mecha. The Mixed Heaven Ribbon appeared in Nezha's hand like a swimming dragon. He suddenly unfurled the Mixed Heaven Ribbon, and a red light flooded the sky, acting like a wall that blocked all the blood droplets spraying toward him.

Bang!

With a shake of the Mixed Heaven Ribbon, a shockwave instantly exploded in the air, shattering the huge blood ball like a cannonball.

Ding Yin retreated, glanced at Nezha thoughtfully, and suddenly laughed, "So that's how it is. I was wondering which immortal would come to Shu Mountain to oppose me; it turns out to be Nezha himself!"

"You actually recognize me?"

Nezha couldn't help but curl his lip. "That makes things easier. If you withdraw from Shu Mountain now, I can pretend you were never here. Otherwise..."

The mecha in mid-air suddenly transformed into countless streams of light, enveloping Nezha's body, merging the two into one again. "Otherwise, I will destroy your body and soul!"

"Heh, being able to fight the world-renowned Great God of the Three Altars and Seas is my honor, Ding Yin..."

Ding Yin laughed, "Since that's the case, if I don't use my full strength, it would be disrespectful of me..."

Suddenly, Ding Yin's Aura soared, and his body expanded rapidly in that instant. His skin turned bright red, and his clothes were instantly eroded by the blood color, merging into his body. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a monster covered in blood, without a single hair on his body. He stood over twenty meters tall, his muscles knotted like the legendary muscular demon, his mouth full of fangs, and bone spikes like sharp blades grew from his elbows, knees, and fingers, looking terrifyingly abnormal.

"Ha? So this is what your true form looks like? That's rare..."

Nezha said, his mecha's face displaying a rich expression of surprise, "Since you are using your full strength, I cannot be careless either..."

The Fire Tipped Spear in his hand suddenly flew up, transforming into a spear-shaped rune behind the mecha. Behind him, all his Magic Treasures appeared in the form of runes: the Wind Fire Wheels, the Mixed Heaven Ribbon, the Universe Ring, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, and so on. Even the Qiankun Bow, the Zhentian Arrow, and the Seven-Treasured Linglong Pagoda turned into runes, floating behind him to form a huge ring of light.

The ring of light became increasingly bright. Nezha's mecha arms suddenly joined together, and the mecha's form constantly flipped and deformed, merging into a huge hand cannon. Endless energy was continuously gathering toward the center of the hand cannon.

The blood-colored giant roared and punched down at Nezha. The terrifying wind pressure instantly smashed the surrounding ground down by a large layer, and shockwaves exploded everywhere, shaking the nearby Shu Mountain Disciples until they were unsteady. However, at this moment, they were like puppets, unable to even dodge. Fortunately, there were Wei Zheng and Xingyunzi, who managed to move the people nearby further away, which saved them from being crushed to pieces.

Clang!

A loud sound like a bell tolling rang out, and the huge fist was instantly repelled. Outside Nezha's body, a pagoda-shaped ring of light was enveloping him; this was the power manifested by the Seven-Treasured Linglong Pagoda.

"Hmm, you really have some tricks. Then take this move of mine!"

After saying this in a muffled voice, the giant suddenly opened his huge mouth. In the center of his fangs, countless blood-colored light spots suddenly condensed, and then a point of black light continuously gathered, forming a huge spherical object with a pitch-black light ball inside, covered by blood-red liquid on the outside.

In less than two seconds, a huge beam of light, mixed with pitch black and blood red, suddenly sprayed down toward Nezha.

Nezha's mecha did not hesitate. The attack that had been brewing for a long time was finally unleashed. The runes behind him all shone, as scorching as sunlight, and then they all transformed into specks of light, injecting into the hand cannon of Nezha's mecha...

Boom!

A golden beam of light of almost the same thickness suddenly erupted, colliding fiercely with the blood-colored beam coming down from mid-air.

The two energies entangled with each other, and the air was filled with a charred smell. The temperature for a hundred miles around seemed to soar by ten to twenty degrees in this moment, as terrifying as the Blazing Hell of the Underworld.

Boom!

The golden beam of light was ultimately slightly superior. The terrifying impact force, carrying energy, tore apart Ding Yin's black and red beam and slammed fiercely into his mouth!

Rumble!

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, energy rolled, and shockwaves erupted, sweeping across the entire mountaintop. The terrifying power almost blew the mountain down by half, and Ding Yin's huge body was actually blasted into nothingness by this blow!

After half a minute, the entire mountaintop finally calmed down. Nezha's mecha instantly disarmed, transforming into a flying shuttle that hovered beside Nezha.

The Third Prince finally breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly, "This move is too powerful; I can barely control it. But fortunately, it wasn't in vain. This Devil Head is finished..."

Suddenly, Nezha's pupils contracted. Within his line of sight, as the smoke and dust dispersed, a piece of blood clot, looking like rotting flesh, was wriggling in mid-air. A voice sneered, "This move is indeed very powerful, but... heh... Third Prince, how do you know that I am finished?"