The fifth prince is named "Ke Cong". Among the many princes, he and the sixteenth prince are the most elegant and good at literary arts. He stood up, and the ink on his clothes was gently stroked down by him. Looking around, he was already in the middle of a landscape painting. The fifth prince said in surprise: "This... looks like the handiwork of Mr. Song Weng. Am I not standing in the painting?"
However, this painting is not a static painting. Every mountain, water, tree and stone is "living". A piece of ink stone on the side changed its shape and turned into a jackal. It looked really rough, but its fangs were still there, and it rushed towards the fifth prince. The fifth prince did not dodge, but clapped his hands, and the three or two sounds actually shocked the jackal. He slipped out a long flute from his sleeves and said, "Let me add color to this painting." The sound of the exquisite flute was like crying, ethereal and illusory, and a green pond spread out at the feet of the fifth prince. The first touch of color in an ink painting.
Tang Daoyuan also walked into this painting, holding a two-foot-long ink pen in his hand. He was painting in front of him. A long snake fell down and burrowed into the soil. The mountain road turned into a... Dark pool, and the snake also sucked up the ink and turned into a dragon. It surrounded the pond at the feet of the fifth prince and prevented its expansion. The sound of the flute was sonorous, and several white lotuses sprang out from the pond. The white lotus bloomed, and its heart was a lucky baby the size of a finger. The little doll looked like a human being. It stretched out, raised its feet and jumped out of the lotus. His body instantly became the size of a human child. He was wrapped in a red silk ribbon. Wherever he passed, the ink color changed to color. As long as his bare feet landed on the ground, they would surely stir up a wave and warm the ink painting. Like a warm wave, when it reached Tang Daoyuan, it was blown away.
Tang Daoyuan fell into the Mo River in the mountains. He secretly took off his mask and spit out a mouthful of blood. Putting on the mask, he looked back and saw that the barefoot doll had transformed into half a colorful mountain and river. From then on, the painting was divided into two, with color on the left and ink on the right.
The sound of the fifth prince's flute sounded like a ring, ringing in the ears. After he put down the flute, the lingering sound still flowed through the clouds, clearing the ears and pleasing the heart. He put away the flute, but took out a small drum, which was about the same size as a child's rattle. He held the drum in one hand and the drum keys in the other, focused his eyes, and tapped the drum head lightly. The giant white-haired whale jumped up from the quiet water, its head alone was seven feet wide, and it turned towards the ink world.
Tang Daoyuan's arm almost turned into a phantom, a wisp of river water turned into the ground, and then a patterned ink cow with towering horns pushed back the giant white-haired whale.
As soon as the fifth prince withdrew his hand, the small drum floated in front of him. He held the drum keys in both hands and knocked twice deftly. The baby born from the white lotus suddenly stepped on a fire wheel, held a gun in his hand, and carried a golden ring on his head. , standing in red silk, the fifth prince chanted: "Restore the magic - the eight-armed boy - Nezha!" Then the drums sounded tightly, like rolling spring thunder, uprooting the mountains and seas, shaking the mountains and the earth, the demon Nezha With a roar, he rushed across the dividing line and turned upside down in the ink world.
Tang Daoyuan felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. After thinking about it, he waved his pen and spread out the scroll with his left hand. He wrote: "Hundred Lines of Painting - Kui Gu". A legendary monster of the beast tribe was dyed with ink. Its body resembled The cow has only one leg, and its skin is blue and black. When it stands up, it is surrounded by the storm. Its cry is like thunder, and its eyes are shining with the sun and the moon.
One side is the human demon Nezha, and the other is the beast demon Kui Gu.
Yaozi Nezha's body moves like thunder, but Kui Gu has no arms and only one leg, like a tumbler supported by a pillar. However, the wind is wrapped around him and gathers into his arms. The wind arms do not swing outward, but only hit his own body with one blow. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the hard skin peeled off after two blows and transformed into a group of fierce beasts and monsters...
The demon Nezha throws out a golden circle. When the golden circle hits the monster, it can bounce quickly. The red damask spins around like a fire dragon. The two wheels under its feet make a phoenix cry. The sound can scare away evil spirits...
I saw the monster Nezha hovering behind Kui Gu Gu. Although Kui Gu was anxious, he couldn't keep up with the speed of the monster Nezha. He was hit with more than ten shots on the back of his neck and waist, and he could barely stand. Kui Gu simply turned his head to the sky, and after a low roar, his body turned into stone. Yaozi Nezha's several attacks were unable to break it. At the same time, a black wind swirled over the rock, and Kui Gu's figure appeared from it. It only had half of its body left, and was illusory and invisible, but it was dozens of times larger. Yaozi Nezha was originally the size of a child, but by comparison, it was not as big as the nostrils of the black shadow of Kui.
Yaozi Nezha threw the golden circle into the air. Kui Gu knew how powerful the golden circle was. He quickly opened a passage in the black wind, allowing the golden circle to fly through unimpeded. Then, he thrust his head and bit into the golden circle. in the mouth. The golden circle did not return to Yaozi Nezha's hands, but appeared and was embedded in the rock underneath. No matter how hard Yaozi Nezha tried, he could not pull it out.
The fifth prince frowned, the drums beat loudly, and the golden light suddenly appeared in the body of the monster Nezha, and he actually transformed into three heads and six arms. Four heads happened to be east, west, north and south, and each of the eight arms held a sharp weapon. After a loud howl, he rushed towards the fire wheel. In the air, during the fierce fight, the golden wheel under my feet turned into two different phoenixes...
After half a stick of incense, a crack appeared in the rock formed by Kui Gu, and a ray of fire shot down. The fire-tipped spear penetrated the rock and penetrated into the ground, while the wail of Kui Gu resounded through the sky.
The battle was defeated, Tang Daoyuan retreated with palpitations, but Yaozi Nezha did not cross the line again, but dispersed three heads and six arms, floating behind the fifth prince. The fifth prince smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's play some more."
Tang Daoyuan calmed down after a while. He walked on the ink soil and came to the border. The fifth prince also walked over. The two stood on both sides of the dividing line between the ink world and the color world, facing each other. The fifth prince said: "This place is separated from the imperial city, and the illusion is special. It gives me a good time. I haven't had such a good time in a long time. Although my magic restoration skills are inferior to those of my ninth brother and my father, I have never been defeated in external battles. You can show off your skills today, let me see you."
Tang Daoyuan did not reply, but nodded slightly. After the two were silent for a long time, Tang Daoyuan unfolded the scroll beside him and wrote: "Hundred Lines of Painting - Misfortune". In an instant, the ink world was filled with yin and yang, and a dog-like ink beast condensed into one.
"Oh? That's it?" the fifth prince asked suspiciously. Although the dog beast has a demonic appearance, it is only three times larger than an ordinary dog and does not look very powerful.
However, Fu Dou let out a low roar, and his body began to move up and down. Following the rhythm of its movement, black waves of fire began to rise in the ink world. The mountain peaks were burning, and the rivers were also burning, and the movement of the fire was closely related to the movement of Fu Dou. The rhythm of fighting is exactly the same. Tang Daoyuan followed the trend and drifted backwards. The fifth prince also took a few steps back, while Yaozi Nezha stood in front of him.
"Go!" The fifth prince ordered, and Yaozi Nezha immediately crossed the dividing line. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the ink-colored sea of fire, Yaozi Nezha suddenly became restless. His skin seemed to be melting, but the fifth prince was extremely unhappy. Explanation, because Yaozi Nezha belongs to fire in the legend and has never been afraid of flames. However, the fifth prince specifically magnified this ability, so he should not be afraid of heat.
At this time, the fifth prince noticed something strange in the sky of the ink world. Layers of thin ink gauze continued to accumulate in the sky. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it. However, as the ink gauze accumulated, the sky became darker and darker, and Yaozi Nezha was in even more pain, and even movement was extremely inconvenient.
"Come back!" The fifth prince ordered, and Yaozi Nezha was relieved. He immediately activated the fire wheel and retreated. The moment he retreated, white steam came out of his body. Yaozi Nezha's energy was greatly reduced, and the fifth prince also felt exhausted.
The fifth prince looked at the opposite side and said: "So, you have actually created a furnace as big as the world. That dog beast is the heart of the furnace. The heat in the furnace is constantly accumulating. The longer it takes, the hotter it gets. But in this way , how can you bear it?"
Of course, there would be no response, but the fifth prince was not helpless. He suspended the drum keys in the air, and then took out the long flute. With the sound of the flute, the colorful world surged, and the giant white whale took off again. After a few breaths, it floated on the surface of the water, its mouth wide open, and a figure gradually walked out of it. I saw that guy with dragon horns, a trident in his hand, pearl boots on his feet, and between the two horns on his head was a long feathered dragon feather. The fifth prince muttered in a low voice: "Recovering the Demonic Art - Dragon King of the South Sea - Fighting God Ao Qin."
As soon as the Fighting God Ao Qin appeared, the fifth prince's face immediately turned pale. Although he had been in the Zhongli realm for a long time, sharing his energy with two demon restorers at the same time consumed him very quickly. This was even more expensive than Fang Tianmu summoning a ghost slave. For energy, if it were his brothers who used the magic of restoring demons, they would all fight against the demon restorer at the same time. However, he was elegant by nature and his own fighting power was insufficient.
In this way, the fifth prince could no longer stall for time. Fighting God Ao Qin floated to the dividing line, inserted the trident, and the body of the trident immediately began to melt. However, the rivers and seas in the world quickly gathered towards the tail of the trident, and a large amount of steam appeared. A steady stream of water vapor is constantly drawing away the temperature of the ink-colored world. However, the speed at which the water disappeared could not keep up with the speed at which the fighting god Ao Qin re-created the water. The hot water vapor was swallowed by the white-haired giant whale and poured into its belly. Under such a cycle, the sea of fire in the ink-colored world was actually suppressed.
Yaozi Nezha rushed into the ink world again, and this time, it didn't feel the slightest pressure.
Seven or eight breaths later, Yaozi Nezha came back with Tang Daoyuan with a fire-tip spear. Once Tang Daoyuan crossed the line, the ink world disappeared.
The fifth prince said: "You rely too much on magic. In fact, you are just like me."
Tang Daoyuan was obviously injured, and the injury was not serious. It took him a long time to regain some energy. However, he opened the scroll and wrote: "It's fun, it's fun." "But I'm dying." "I won't play anymore." "I'll deal with you." "
He climbed up, but the trident of Fighting God Ao Qin was placed across his neck. Tang Daoyuan tilted his head, a drop of ink dripped from his finger, and the ink-colored world instantly appeared below, and Tang Daoyuan also managed to escape.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth rotated, and the ink-colored world below turned to the opposite side, again divided into two parts. And Tang Daoyuan called out Kui Gu again.
"Haha, why don't you understand? That thing can't beat me." The fifth prince once again sent out the demon Nezha, and the demon Nezha once again transformed into three heads and six arms.
However, the battle situation this time was different. Tang Daoyuan waved his pen, and Kui Gu's body was covered with a layer of armor. With another wave, Kui Gu gave birth to eight legs, nine heads, and twelve arms. With another wave, Kui Gu's body bulged. The body grew twenty times. The black wind was not strong, so he spread the ink and swirled it. The wind speed increased ten times. If the arms were not long enough, he extended the ink and made the twelve arms more than 700 feet long.
The fifth prince was dumbfounded and bluntly said that this was impossible. He believed that Tang Daoyuan's magic should be similar to the magic of restoring demons. However, even if the magic of restoring demons had been accumulated for thousands of years, it would not be able to fundamentally change the body shape or impart changes to the demon restorer. ah.
Tang Daoyuan didn't seem to want to fight. His ink pen kept waving, and Kui Gu continued to evolve. However, the demon Nezha and the fighting god Ao Qin were still rivals. The colorful world was swallowed up in an instant, and the howling of the fifth prince was covered by the black wind. No, after a long time, on the streets of Jian Kingdom's Imperial City, two figures emerged from an ink-stained land. The fifth prince was lying on the ground with no heartbeat. Tang Daoyuan lifted his mask, vomited blood, and had several figures on his body. He was seriously injured and could no longer fight.
The fifth prince would never have thought that the battle just now was actually completed in that scroll. Unknowingly, he was dragged into the world in the scroll. In that world, whoever has the ink pen is the king. ! If he hadn't been here, Tang Daoyuan really wouldn't have been able to defeat him.
