When he thought of Erlangshen's expression after knowing the truth, Nezha suddenly started to giggle heartlessly.
At this moment, Taibai Jinxing's figure suddenly appeared, and then slapped him on the back of the head.
"Why are you giggling? I'll give you a mission to find the remaining gods from other pantheons. Remember, peace is the most precious thing."
Nezha glared at Taibai Jinxing angrily, but when he thought that he couldn't beat this old man, he still endured it wisely.
"I know, it's really annoying."
After he finished speaking, the Hot Wheels appeared under his feet and disappeared in a flash of fire.
Looking at Nezha's leaving figure, Taibai Jinxing shook his head and laughed: "You brat, when will you grow up?"
Then his eyes passed through the various spaces and fell on the Bull Demon King in the ring, muttering to himself.
"Let's break through. If we don't break through, the demon clan will completely withdraw from the stage of history."
On the stage.
The Bull Demon King held an iron mixing rod and collided with Hercules again and again.
Every collision would erupt with a deafening sound.
Hercules was beaten so badly that his jaw cracked, and his two arms were in severe pain as if they were broken.
But he still didn't give up. His firm will was his strongest divinity.
He seemed to have returned to the time when he accepted the twelve tests.
It's just that the Bull Demon King in front of him is more powerful than any giant beast he has encountered before.
His destructive power exceeds the Nemean Lion, his self-healing power exceeds that of the Hydra, and his defensive power exceeds that of the Erymanthus Boar.
This is simply a collection of those giant beasts.
Hercules had never imagined that there could be such a physically powerful god in the world.
The opponent used physical power from beginning to end, which was very similar to him, but also somewhat different.
His magical power is reflected in his self-healing, so it is difficult for others to detect him without being injured.
And the other party... is a monster!
The Bull Demon King is like a tireless beast, with iron rods falling like raindrops from his hands.
Hercules finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the big wooden stick flew out of his hand.
His own head was crushed by the Bull Demon King's stick.
The mutilated, headless corpse slowly fell to the ground, blood staining the ground beneath him red.
"Heracles, if you die here, your country will lose God's protection. Then you will be dead or alive..."
Zeus's voice suddenly came. Although he only spoke half of his words, everyone who heard the words understood its meaning.
This is threatening him with his people!
"My head was blown open. There is no point in saying these things now. Who is that old man?"
"I don't know. He doesn't look like a good god."
"But then again, this Bull Demon King is really not that fierce. He was head-on in the whole process, and he didn't even try to dodge!"
"Isn't this nonsense? Have you read Journey to the West? This is the great sage's eldest brother, can you not be fierce?"
"Sure enough, those who dare to call themselves great saints are ruthless people!"
"Look, that god is moving again!"
"Damn it, it's true!"
"No, you're still dead after your head was blown off?"
"..."
The audience was in an uproar, obviously frightened by Hercules' resurrection.
Hercules' head recovered quickly, his fists couldn't help but clenched, and the anger in his heart was burning.
That's it again!
And he threatens his own people to do things!
Although he knew this was a threat, Hercules had to do what the other party said.
Because he understands better than anyone else what kind of god Zeus is!
"I'm sorry, for the sake of my people, I can't lose!"
Hercules hammered the ground angrily, and then slowly climbed up from the ground.
"Are you finally going to show your true strength?"
The Bull Demon King was a little excited.
He could feel that Hercules' body contained a very terrifying power, but this power was deliberately suppressed by him.
Now he finally plans to release this power.
The Bull Demon King did not take Hercules' apology seriously.
The two sides are rivals, no matter what means are used.
Hercules apologized only because he was forced to hurt other people again.
He picked up the big wooden stick on the ground again and slowly wrapped it around the chain on his arm.
"war!"
Hercules roared, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, and his figure rushed towards the Bull Demon King at high speed.
The big wooden stick in his hand was held high, giving off a pale golden luster in the sunlight.
"boom!"
The sticks met, and the Bull Demon King's body suddenly sank.
The powerful shock wave even made a big crater in the surrounding ground.
"happy!"
The Bull Demon King used his arms to push Hercules away, spinning the iron rod around his body in a circle.
With the help of this force, he hit Hercules heavily.
"boom!"
Hercules' body was knocked away, and his legs plowed two half-meter-deep ravines on the ground.
The Bull Demon King is unyielding when he gains the upper hand. He swings the iron rod in his hand like a tiger, and uses all kinds of moves.
"Bang bang bang..."
Continuous collisions sounded, the movements of both sides became faster and faster, and the intensity of the attacks became stronger and stronger.
The muscles in Hercules' body were shattered by the force of the counter-shock, and blood was dripping all over his body.
But it resumed in the blink of an eye.
"The power of a giant lion!"
A giant lion appeared behind Hercules, roaring towards the sky.
The muscles all over his body bulged, he held the big wooden stick in both hands and rushed towards the Bull Demon King again.
"boom!"
The sticks touched together again, and the strong wind brought by both sides swept around.
These strong winds were like sharp knives, cutting open the skin of the two people.
Hercules stood there like a bloody man at this time, and the Bull Demon King also received his first injury.
The armor on his body was torn by the strong wind, and his thick fur was also torn with holes.
Blood flowed from the wound.
Seeing this scene, Demeter at the edge of the ring suddenly showed a look of joy.
This rough-skinned and fleshy Bull Demon King is finally injured!
"My strength has improved, but with this strength alone, I still can't defeat me. If you don't use your full strength, I'm afraid you will die here!"
As the Bull Demon King spoke, the iron-mixed rod in his hand began to change little by little.
Sharp spikes appeared, and the rod became much longer.
Hercules glanced at the Bull Demon King and said nothing. He just silently clenched the big wooden stick in his hand.
This wooden stick is made from the trunk of the golden apple tree. It is not only extremely hard, but also weighs a thousand kilograms.
The most important thing is that this wooden stick can perfectly match his strength.
"Boar Power!"
The shadow behind him changed, from a giant lion to a huge wild boar.
The muscles on Hercules' body also exuded a metallic sheen.
The two sides fought again, but this time he was not knocked away.
Instead, he steadily caught the Bull Demon King's attack.
"The power of a doe!"
The shadow behind Hercules changed again.
