Chapter 108 The Calamity of the God of Confusion

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 108 The Calamity of the God of Confusion

Before Zhu Yihou finished speaking, the originally closed cabin door on the lower floor of the pleasure boat suddenly opened, and an animal leg that was as thick as a millstone, stretched out from it.

The beast's legs are covered with emerald green scales, with palms like tigers and claws like eagles. When combined, it is clearly the claw of a dragon!

The dragon claws, as sharp as steel knives, penetrated into the air and grabbed the old wooden carving who was floating in the air.

Seeing this, Deng Fuqing couldn't help but exclaim: "The ship ghost you raised is so unique!"

While speaking, he poked out a foot and gently stepped on the front of the wooden sword. His short and thin body took advantage of the force to escape from the sword body and rose up a lot lightly.

The wooden sword was stepped on and pointed to the tip of the sword, and turned into a light yellow light, piercing fiercely into the palm of the dragon claw.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the light sword light entered the palm of the dragon's claws, piercing through the entire emerald green dragon's legs, sinking into the deep cabin, and the sound of collision and cracking was endless.

The next moment, the deck at the stern of the boat exploded, and the wooden sword flew out from inside, and after a moment of pause, it soared into the sky, and circled around Deng Fuqing.

Until this moment, a roar of pain came from the cabin.

The dragon claws pierced by a sword seemed to have no bones and hit the lower deck heavily, and the entire pleasure boat also shaking violently.

"Hmph, what a peach wood flying sword that controls ghosts and wards off evil spirits!"

Zhu Yihou's expression remained unchanged, and he just raised his foot and stepped hard on the deck.

In Qi Jingzhi's perception, a powerful force that was uncontrollable rolled past his feet, spreading throughout the entire pleasure boat in a moment, holding the shaking boat tightly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yihou waved his robe sleeve and released a ball of green and yellow clouds transformed from red shrimps.

He pinched a sword finger with his right hand and stirred it on the clouds. The two green and yellow colors that were originally entangled in one place immediately separated and turned into two clearly separated airflows, with green and yellow air at the bottom.

Immediately, the Cao Jiang water god pointed his sword at the ball of green air, and used the finger as the brush and the green air as the ink to draw a simple and ancient mysterious symbol in the sky.

This green talisman only took a few strokes, and as soon as it was formed, it rose in the wind and expanded into a circle in the blink of an eye.

Qi Jingzhi concentrated on identifying it. At first, he felt that this green talisman was very similar to the mountain patterns on the forehead of Senior Wang, but the charm between the strokes was completely different, and it seemed to be filled with violent and restlessness, like a ball of flames burning around!

"What you wrote is the word "fire"? Could it be that this is the almost lost dragon book?"

Deng Fuqing in the air not only did not stop Zhu Yihou from painting talismans, but instead looked very interested: "It is said that Taihao Fuxi established nine divisions and set up six subordinates, and all the official positions were named dragons. Zhu Xiang was the leader of the six subordinates, named Feilong, and was ordered to create the six-sentence script characters, called Long Shu. I saw them today, and it turned out to be extraordinary!"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi felt a little sank. He let Deng Fuqing take away the old man Zhu Yihou's background, which made Cao Jiang's Shui Shen angry, and he and Jiao Yulang were afraid that they would be worried.

"Is Deng Sou's eyes dizzy? This is clearly the Fire Righteous Talisman of Xia Shen!"

Zhu Yihou raised his eyes and sneered, threw his sleeve on the green talisman, and even shouted in his mouth: "Go!"

The green talisman, which was recognized by Deng Fuqing as the word "Fu" in Dragon Book, immediately shot out and almost instantly fell into the lower deck of the pleasure boat, and was printed on the back of the broken dragon claw.

The terrifying sword wound on the dragon's claws immediately healed quickly, and then he immediately entered the air again.

"Peng!"

The huge emerald green dragon claws seemed to turn into a wick, and the surging red flames penetrated into the sky, reflecting half of the sky and the water of Cao Jiang red.

"Using the essence of the mountain dragon to feed the ship ghosts into dragon seeds, and then burning them to remove the yin matter with the dragon book fire talisman, it is a wonderful idea!"

Deng Fuqing exclaimed, but his body retreated quickly and avoided the dragon claw flames from afar.

The wooden sword that was hovering around him suddenly stopped, and countless reddish-brown branches grew rapidly on the raised sword.

These branches were still bare at first, and were covered with green leaf buds during breathing, and then stretched into clusters of jasper-like leaves. Pink buds then emerged and gradually opened up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, a peach tree as tall as seven or eight feet appeared in front of everyone, and its brilliance was as bright as smoke and clouds, competing with the dragon claws burning with red flames.

"If you want to burn Deng, the old wood, you have made a piece of wood with a piece of fire, it's still a bit short of heat!"

Deng Fuqing smiled and blew a light breath towards the flower tree in front of him, then chanted loudly: "A night of spring cold, blowing down the flowers and clothes!"

Before he finished speaking, the wind on the river was already roaring like a roar, and the chill was deep!

Peach blossoms all over the tree flew away from the branches, turning into red snow all over the sky, and rushing towards the dragon's claws with the cold spring wind.

At the same time, a beast roar suddenly shook the sky in the cabin of the pleasure boat. The dragon claws of the sounding dragon were not willing to be outdone. The flames spread wide and they advanced towards the wind.

On one side is the red fire in the wood that is red in half the sky, and on the other side is the chilly wind wrapped in peach blossoms and snow. The two go up to the sky and down to the river, and they collide in one place without any tricks!

It seemed as if countless thunders exploded in the world, and the water in Caojiang surged violently, and the turbidity of countless fish and shrimp corpses floated onto the water.

Qi Jingzhi stood on the pleasure boat, feeling the sound of thunder and the flames dazzling. For a moment, he seemed blind and deaf, and was even hot all over by the flames not far ahead.

Suddenly, a very subtle but omnipresent chill came towards me, instantly penetrated my bones.

The spring is chilly and the young are frozen!

Qi Jingzhi immediately shivered, the emperor ointment wine in his body, the residual medicine of the mountain dragon meat exploded, and the qi, blood and strength in his body also lost control at the same time. No matter how the anger crane in his heart suppressed and guided it, it was still surging and turbulent, and the conflicts continued!

In the internal and external troubles, he felt sore and soft all over his body, and his internal organs were like a knife twisted. Then his throat became sweet and he spewed out a large mouthful of blood on the spot.

Although Jiao Yulang's hair was burnt with yellow hair, his spirit was still strong. Suddenly, he saw Qi Jingzhi vomiting blood and soften, he quickly held him up and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with brother?"

This question came to Qi Jingzhi's ears and immediately turned into a messy and strange sound.

He turned his head to look, and the little kid's face fell into his eyes, with mottled and weird colors, ferocious and distorted like a demon.

He wanted to open his mouth and speak, but his teeth were bumped into one place, and he couldn't even squeeze out a word from his throat.

Qi Jingzhi didn't know what was wrong with him, and didn't know why Jiao Yulang, who was at a lower level, was fine, but he also vaguely knew that he was facing the greatest disaster in his life at this moment.

Once you can't get through it, life and death will only last in an instant!

At the critical moment of life and death, Qi Jingzhi tried his best to divide all kinds of painful and distracting thoughts and barely kept a little bit of his mind. This was a skill he learned after wearing a spiritual soul mask many times and trying to use it with one mind.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

The experiences of the past few days flashed through Qi Jingzhi's heart, and the description of the five-color clouds in "Qiuchi Chengyun Secret Method" suddenly jumped out of his heart.

"Open the spiritual consciousness and the heaven and earth, and take what you see in your eyes into the five qi, what you hear in your ear into the five sounds, and what you taste in your mouth into the five flavors!"

"Can I fall into the current dangerous situation? Is it because my heart and bones are achieved, my spiritual sense is opened, what I see in my eyes, what I hear in my ears, and what I taste in my mouth far more than before?"

"I can't feel it on weekdays. When I encounter a master fighting, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely violent. My five senses cannot accommodate it, just like... I'm overeating?"

At this time, the confrontation in the sky became more and more intense.

All kinds of spiritual energy are mixed and intertwined, fighting each other endlessly. Not only is the fire of the green talisman and the wind of spring cold, but the wood of the mountain dragon and the wood of peach blossoms are unwilling to blend slightly.

Amid the roar of the wind, countless pink petals were like dense snowflakes, rushing endlessly on the flames in the sky.

From time to time, a ball of peach blossoms rushes away the flames, but is grabbed by the huge ship ghost dragon claws, and is immediately crushed to pieces by the deafening explosion.

A few remaining petals shot out from the cracks of the claws, rubbed through the green dragon scales, making a harsh sound of gold and iron scraping, and then they were burned into nothingness by the raging flames.

For a moment, the dragon claws of the ship ghost were unable to break through the barrier of wind and snow, touching the bare peach tree. The red peach blossoms and red snow could not surpass the green talisman and red flames, and none of them could fall on the pleasure boat.

The defeated spiritual energy of both sides scattered to all directions, as if a bad painter who didn't know how to leave blank space was splashing paint in the sky, shading the world beyond the dragon's claws and red peach blossoms and red snow into colorful and bizarre.

Deng Fuqing stood on the branch of the peach tree, her empty sleeves dancing in the wind, and her tone was calm: "Master Cao Jiang, can you listen to me calmly now?"

"If you don't talk about it, why bother to say too much?"

Zhu Yihou snorted coldly, and a red cloud suddenly rose under his feet, and his whole body rose into the air.

At the same time, the fire-bearded Cao Jiang Water God raised his right arm and three green and yellow clouds flew out of his sleeves.

He stretched out his hand to outline it. Suddenly, a crane cried into the sky on the painting boat below, majestic and exciting, breaking the stone through the clouds!

Zhu Yihou looked back in shock and saw the young man named Qi Jingzhi's eyes closed, his head held high, his mouth opened his breath like a whistle, and his breath was like a blue sea of ​​tide, constantly rising upwards.

The next moment, countless scattered spiritual energy that permeated the rivers of heaven and earth seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, turning into a series of spiritual streams of mixed colors, flowing towards the young man like a river returning to the sea, gathering above his head into a colorful vortex.

The momentum is no less than that of the two powerful people fighting.

Jiao Yulang was even more unexpected and was overturned by the raging spiritual stream. He couldn't help but roll three feet away, and rolled into a place with the Luqi people.

The crane cries gradually stopped, Qi Jingzhi opened his eyes suddenly, raised his left hand, opened his five fingers, and penetrated into the spiritual vortex above his head.

The next moment, a colorful long cloth that was radiant was pulled down from it by him.

The long cloth rolled down and wrapped Qi Jingzhi layer by layer, reflecting his clothes and his eyes shining brightly.

"Huh? The feathered clothes often have a cloud of mist and clouds, and they don't attract the world's peaches and plum blossoms!"

Deng Fuqing's face showed a look of surprise: "Turning spiritual energy to make clothes to buffer, this method of rushing through tribulation is also unique. Although it is not the root cause, life has been temporarily saved."

After wearing a colorful long cloth, Qi Jingzhi's eyes finally returned to clearness, and most of the noise in his ears disappeared. He immediately listened to the words of the old man from the wood carving.

He looked at the old wood carving in the voice and asked in a serious manner: "I dare to ask seniors, what kind of disaster did you have been through by chance?"

"Don't you know?"

Deng Fuqing immediately frowned, and his tone was even more unkind: "If you don't know, where did your method of passing the tribulation come from? Could it be that you are just enjoying me?"

Qi Jingzhi shook his head slowly, his tone was a little weak: "I am a wild person and have just achieved my heart. I really don't know why I suddenly felt like this disaster. I would like to ask you for advice!"

"Well? I saw that your method of passing the tribulation was quite ingenious, and I thought it was a child of a Xuanhe sect. I didn't expect it to be a wild fox Zen!"

The old wood carving brows stretched out and suddenly smiled: "You boy is thick-skinned! I know, but why should I tell you?"

He moved his eyes away from Qi Jingzhi and looked at the silent Marquis Zhu Yi again: "Has the Lord of Cao Jiang thought about it? Although I came uninvited, I am definitely not a bad guest. Your origin in this Jiang Qi country is not welcome and I don't want to let outsiders know about it, but there is no need to hide it in front of me."
To be continued...