Ding Chengyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, and the remaining gold embroidery on his gold-threaded clothes immediately rose up from his clothes, turning into brilliant golden flames in the wind, like a blazing wall of fire, protecting his head and face.
In an instant, a dozen flesh-winged flying tigers, no bigger than a chaffinch, collided with the wall of fire. They were burnt so much that they screamed and screamed. It was more like entering a trance formation, flying up and down like headless flies, but no matter what, Can't fly out either.
Taoist Tiger Master Jie Jie smiled strangely. The tiger claw that was grabbing at Ding Chengyuan's throat suddenly changed direction. Not only did he easily avoid the cut of the Sunset Molten Gold Sword, but he also pressed a claw on the opponent's forearm holding the sword without hesitation. One catch.
The sleeves of the gold-threaded clothes immediately rippled, like a piece of black water, submerging the tips of the tiger's claws in it.
Taoist Master Hu was horrified and quickly raised his arms to pull out. At the same time, he raised his foot sideways and kicked Ding Chengyuan hard on the waist.
This kick didn't matter, Taoist Hu Jun not only didn't use his strength to break free, but also got stuck in the golden robe along with his foot.
"What a tiger-tailed move, it looks a lot like a yellow dog ejaculating urine!"
The old dog-skinned Taoist teased, but he grabbed the seven-star cold-fighting hook with both claws and thrust it diagonally backward, pulling Ding Chengyuan's body to a crooked position and his feet staggering.
Ding Chengyuan struggled to stand still, and saw that the old Taoist monk insisted on locking the seven-star cold-preventing hook, and did nothing else. Taoist Hu Jun was stuck in the golden robe with one hand and one foot, looking quite embarrassed.
He immediately sneered at the two of them and said, "The Golden Thread Clothes are originally from the Tianyi Sect, but how come I, the Marquis, look at them and you two know almost nothing about them?"
Master Hu Jun had to stand on one leg, but he laughed out loud when he heard this: "I am here to ask An Fenghou to undress and give him a gift, so that I can get a glimpse of the wonderful magic of the Golden Toad lineage!"
The old Taoist Goupi shook his head slowly: "I haven't cultivated and understood my Taoism yet, so why bother to worry about it? What's more, the lineage of the Golden Toad has not been cut off, and it should be returned to its original owner!"
Although he said this, he only focused on gouging out the heart and deboning his claws, and had no intention of touching the golden thread clothes. He obviously knew more than Taoist Hu Jun.
At this moment, the three of them were restraining each other, squeezing into each other, and became inseparable in a hurry. While wrestling with each other, they actually chatted about the ownership of the golden thread clothes.
Taoist Tiger Lord was looking with his two tiger eyes, when suddenly he was caught off guard. When he raised his head, a stream of yellow and black flames spurted out, rising above the heads of the three of them, looking like a strange fire cloud.
Many figures were faintly visible in the fire cloud, including monks, Taoist priests, officials holding bronze seals, warriors wearing armor and swords, and even more, singers and dancers wearing various colorful clothes and costumes. .
These figures are old and young, male and female, all different in height, short, fat, and thin, but they all have black faces and cold expressions, and they don't look like strangers.
The leader, a boy in green clothes, waved his little hand, and a beautiful woman holding a pipa came out from the crowd. She waved the strings with her bare hands and sang: "The tiger is on the move, the tiger is on the move. If you have a long spear, don't pound it, and if you have a long crossbow, don't attack! If you don't love killing, just feed yourself." Save your life! A kind and righteous gentleman shows compassion for the suffering!"
As soon as these lyrics came out, Ding Chengyuan's Golden Fire Wall seemed to understand, and the fire immediately weakened a bit.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the pipa became passionate, and the lyrics of the beautiful lady's ghost also changed: "In the morning, the tiger marches, and in the evening, the tiger roars. The tiger is not afraid of the enemy, and the martyr has no false words."
After saying this, the other demons immediately echoed in unison: "The enemy is timid and humiliates his class, and his false words betray his kindness. His minions bully the sword, but he is brave and has no front line..."
Amid the majestic yet ghostly singing, a dozen flesh-winged flying tigers blazed with ferocious power. Not only did they immediately get rid of Jin Yan's confusion, but they also lay on top of the wall of fire, embracing the golden flames. Chew in big mouthfuls.
"Marquis Anfeng, I wonder if my song "Tiger Walking" still sounds good to your ears?"
Taoist Tiger Lord couldn't help laughing: "Now the situation has changed! Your Taoist fire is cleverly hidden, but it's a pity that its power is not very good!"
"It's no wonder that you abandoned the "Tiger Seal Sutra" passed down from your family, but decided to learn Lao Shizi's "Fishing Chapter". Now you can only rely on the gold-threaded clothes of this sect to support the scene. It is really sad!"
While Taoist Tiger Lord was smiling, he had already given up on breaking free from the gold-threaded clothes and instead focused on
With one throw, he pressed the remaining tiger claw onto Ding Chengyuan's arm and tore it hard, causing big ripples on the long sleeve.
"Ha! You are a fierce tiger Taoist. If you don't practice the power of tigers, you use Tao fire to nourish these demons and ghosts. You are really putting the cart before the horse!
Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, steadied himself and showed disdain: "I just have some soldiers and singers, but I dare to sing the song of this battle formation in front of me. It is even more ridiculous!"
Just as he finished speaking, the seemingly ordinary wall of golden flames in front of him suddenly rose into the sky. Not only did it engulf more than a dozen flesh-winged flying tigers again, but it also swallowed up the yellow and black fire cloud above his head and a group of minions who were singing hard. All the ghosts covered him.
At the same time, war songs that were a hundred times more passionate and heroic than those of the demons resounded throughout the world: "Thousands of thunders are rising, thousands of cavalry are flying, Yuan Rong is in the wild, Ge collars are flying in the clouds, feathers are sweeping, flags are flying in the sky... "
In the blazing golden flames, one could faintly see the sun and moon, barren hills and fortified cities in the wilderness, as well as thousands of troops and horses, calmly arrayed: "The flames are scorching, the light is flying, the wind is burning, the fields are spraying the mountains, the sun is shining The moon shines for it, and the hills shake for it!”
Hearing this, Taoist Hu Jun had already changed his expression in shock: "Isn't your scripture "Fishing Chapter"? Why is it that all the power of battle formations is hidden in the Dao Fire?"
Ding Chengyuan ignored him and instead chanted: "Then we gathered in Zhongxuan and Chen Shi'an Village, and formed parallel steps, formed the school teams, marched the three armies, and swore to be generals! Then they raised beacons, beat drums, gave orders to the three drivers, and launched the carriages. Ting Ji, Xiao Qi Dian Qian..."
As he chanted, the golden flames of fire suddenly condensed into a large banner of the Chinese army, standing behind An Fenghou, hunting and flying in the sky.
On the golden flag, chariots galloped and thousands of horses swept across. Countless warriors formed four large formations, separating and trapping the flesh-winged flying tigers and the demons.
"Are those the four formations of Fei Ou, Chang Hong, Duo Duo and Ba Bagua in the Tiger Ring Sutra?"
On the ground, Geshu Dashi was dazzled by the sight: "The banners are flying, and thousands of men are serving me, as a man should be!"
Wei Bao, who was born in the military, was also fascinated by the sight at this moment. Thinking of the promise made by Marquis Anfeng just now, his heart was beating fast.
Qi Jingzhi was not as ambitious as these two people, because he had already seen that although An Fenghou's Golden Flame Taoist Fire Banner looked more powerful, it was not much stronger than Taoist Hu Jun in terms of realm.
Those flesh-winged flying tigers and demons seem to be trapped in the banner, but so far they have not suffered any substantial damage. Even if a fool is added to the mix, the outcome of both sides is still unknown.
At this moment, another change occurred in the sky.
Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, suddenly stopped reciting, and the gold-threaded clothes on his body made a sound of rushing waves, and spread out in the sky, turning into a sea of black water, and immediately involved the three entangled people in it.
For a moment, the golden flags were flying, the black water was surging, but the three great monks were missing.
Taoist Hu Jun and Taoist Goupi were caught off guard. They roared one after another, causing the black water and the sea to empty and roll endlessly.
After a moment, Taoist Hu Jun shouted loudly and said in great shock and anger: "This water is poisonous!"
Then Ding Chengyuan's laughter came out, with clear surprise in his tone: "When we were encircling and suppressing the Golden Toad Dharma King, countless experts from the Demon Suppressing Academy and soldiers from the army were buried in these poisonous and filthy water. They died in unspeakable misery. , you are so brave, how dare you bump into me!"
"I deliberately took risks. I just wanted to see the secret method of Tianyi Sect and see if there was any secret door hidden in this gold-threaded garment. But I didn't expect that you two really knew nothing about it and were even more defenseless. , In this case, there is no need for those back-ups prepared by Ding!"
As soon as Ding Chengyuan finished speaking, he heard the old Taoist snort: "Marquis Anfeng, you and I have an appointment, why... are you going to stew the old Tao with a spoon now?"
Before An Fenghou could answer, the old Taoist shouted loudly: "The old Taoist likes to eat and cook, but he never likes to be served to the table!"
Before the shouting stopped, a thunderous explosion was heard, and a gap was opened in the black water sea, briefly revealing the figures of the three great monks.
The dog-skinned old Taoist's hair was messy, and his gray robe was in tatters and dyed by the sea water.
Pitch black.
He was the only one among the three whose hands and feet were not bound. Seeing an opportunity at this moment, he immediately retracted his two iron claws and jumped out of the sea before it closed.
The dog-skinned old Taoist stood above the sea of black water and looked around. He couldn't help but said angrily: "You Saint Jiang Menting are really not good people! If the old Taoist didn't have this noble character and a rugged skin that is hard to be invaded by evil spirits and poisons, it would be impossible to say I really want to mess with you!"
Hearing this, Ding Chengyuan smiled quite happily: "When the Taoist priest just said that he wanted to get back the golden thread clothes, didn't he completely forget the previous agreement between you and me?"
As soon as the words fell, the surface of the Black Water Sea suddenly surged, rushing towards the Goupi Old Dao who was standing higher up. The Jin Yan Dao Fire Dao also spread out with the wind, sweeping across the sky.
When the old man saw this, his face became even more angry, and he immediately shouted: "The cloth is dark and the hands are like turtles, but it does not harm the curling stone to store the autumn moon!"
The next moment, everyone heard the sound of snow melting, ice cracking, and silver bottles breaking.
The remaining clothes on the old man's body were turned into powder, and his skin, which was already chapped like turtle patterns, was really cracked, and a bright silver light like ice and snow came out from inside.
Immediately afterwards, Lao Dao's battered skin exploded, not only forcing back the black water and the golden flag, but also blasting out the two golden tiles that had been repaired earlier.
The two golden tiles were originally airtight and airtight, but at this moment, a big hole was opened at the connection between them, and the underworld breath flowed out.
Two monster monks and tile ghosts appeared, their faces were full of pain, they opened their mouths to howl silently, and then disappeared like blue smoke.
Soon after, as a series of strange cries like "Liuli" sounded, a bright light flew up from the remains of Lao Dao, got into the big hole without hesitation, and disappeared.
On the ground, Qi Jingzhi turned Yanxia Yuyi into a spiritual cloth and blocked the heads of the three of them.
Just because he could clearly see the holes in the golden tiles and sense the aura of the underworld without the help of Yinsha's blood flame at this moment, he was afraid that Wei Bao and Geshu Dashi would not have the skills to deal with the disaster of the gods and would suffer a disaster.
Although Yanxia Yuyi has also been fused with a hint of underworld aura and cannot be looked at directly for a long time, it is better than directly blocking their sight and making them miss this rare experience.
Qi Jingzhi could see clearly just now that the ray of light that escaped into the underworld was wrapped in a strange beast that he had never seen before. It was only as big as a kitten. It looked like a raccoon with a white head. It had an agile body and a fresh breath. .
"Once you reach the fourth level of cultivation, the mysteries of Taoism are truly separated from the human atmosphere. It is when these great monks are in a stalemate that they talk more nonsense..."
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but marvel in his heart, and Ding Chengyuan, who was in the black water sea, even raised his voice to praise: "I didn't expect that this Taoist priest would have cultivated the true form of Tengu without saying a word. Although he is still young, he has already Now I can call you Tengu Miao Dao Zhenjun!"
The admiration of Marquis Anfeng seemed to come from all sincerity, and there was no hint of frustration that his plan had failed and his prey had escaped.
As he spoke, his body gradually emerged from the black water sea, with a three-legged golden toad stepping on his feet.
At this time, Ding Chengyuan was full of energy. He was holding the seven-star anti-cold hook in one hand, and the sunset molten gold sword in the other hand had turned back into the long string of gold wire copper coins.
One end of the money string was held in the hand of Anfeng Hou, and the other end was submerged into the mouth of the three-legged golden toad. It looked as if the golden toad was caught by him with gold wire and copper coins.
Ding Chengyuan lowered his head to look at the sea of black water at his feet, and smiled at Taoist Tiger King who was still submerged in it: "Thankfully you are from the same sect. Don't you know that the three-legged golden toad is the most greedy in nature, and wherever its desires reach, it will turn into a sea of filth sooner or later. ?」
"It is precisely for this reason that only when there is a good year and good luck, the so-called yellow toad among the five-color toads will jump out of the filthy sea and appear in the world. People in the world do not understand it, but reverse the cause and effect, and reverse it. Take it as a sign of good harvest!"
"The Tengu just escaped without causing any trouble. If you, a man-eating tiger, fall into the sea of filth, you will perish forever!"
"Speaking of which, the Bihan produced in my house over the years has
Except for the gold presented to the king, all the rest went into the belly of this three-legged golden toad. Only then did it finally develop the good habit of biting a hook when it sees it! "
Hearing this, Taoist Master Hu Jun couldn't help but roar again and again. However, as Ding Chengyuan said, he never came to the surface of the sea.
Ding Chengyuan stood on the back of a three-legged golden toad, and behind him the golden Taoist fire banner was fluttering in the wind.
He lowered his head to look at Qi Jingzhi, curled up the corner of his mouth, and said with a chuckle: "Qi Jishi, I asked you to be a witness earlier, and this is the right time!"
I saw the Marquis Anfeng standing on a three-legged golden toad, riding the golden flame Daohuo Daohuo and the black sea of filthy water, swarming towards the golden nest of the divine bird above the main hall.
"Ding Chengyuan, as the head of the Ding family with the surname Jiang, will expel his concubine Ding Chengli from the family from now on. Everything this person does from now on has nothing to do with the Ding family with the surname Jiang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sea of black filthy water surrounded the Golden Nest Divine Bird tightly.
As soon as the two came into contact, the golden tiles that formed the golden nest were immediately damaged, and the black filthy water disintegrated and disappeared, turning into black smoke and bursts of burnt odor. The Taoist Tiger Lord inside also roared again and again, bringing the golden The flesh-winged flying tigers on the Yan Daohuo fire scroll and all the ghosts also perished one after another.
At the end, there was only a boy in green who was surrounded by thousands of soldiers and horses on the flag of Jin Yan Daohuo.
