Chapter 182: A desperate bet

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 182: A desperate bet

The Master of the Black Clothing Scholar just smiled and said, "Brother is the head of the Ding family. You can do whatever you want. Just don't stop me from doing it."

"The good brother of the good sect learned that Yu Yuanzong worked hard to plan and make arrangements, and endured it for countless years. This time he came out in full swing and asked for strong men to help him. All the counties and states in the neighboring counties and states are in chaos. At least reinforcements will never come tonight!"

Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice: "Ding Chengli, what do you mean by opening the door to treat thieves?"

"My brother also said that Yu Yuan Sect is a robber. This robber entered the door and killed people by the way. In the final analysis, he still wanted to rob wealth and treasures! For example, the Jinzheng energy that has been purified for countless years and months is condensed in the city of Jiuzhen County, and the authority of the God of Si Qiu in the Baiyun Palace! After all, he has the title of the God of Sun Entering, which is exactly in line with the essence of the sect of "Sun Bleak Yu Yuan", and it is also a must for the revival of Shaohao Jintian!"

"In the past, the old ghosts in Yuyuan Sect had too small ambitions. Seeing that the incense of the God of the Sun Lord and Si Qiu Ri Ren is better than that of the day, they either gritted their teeth and only knew how to blame others, or were full of greed but did not know how to speak. It was thanks to my younger brother's plan to occupy the magpie's nest, and took them to build temples and attracted believers, and created a great black god to cover up and gradually strengthen the Yu Yuan way inside. Only then did they finally have some hope of leveraging the authority of the Sun Lord and the God of the Qiu."

Seeing his brother's face showing disdain, Ding Chengli laughed again: "The Dongyi has been destroyed for a long time. Now the people of Daqi have never even heard of Shaohao Jintian. This Yu Yuan Sect was built by a few remnants to keep warm. They have survived to this day. Some of the ancestors' remains have been exhausted, and only a group of people with thin bloodlines and short-sighted knowledge will naturally not be able to catch their brother's eyes."

"If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have pinched their noses to admit my brother's bloodline, so that I could cut off the stubborn and seize the power of the sect. It would be fine. The Saint Jiang Daotong occupied the old land of Dongyi, and the Jintian family wanted to revive it was just a fool, not to mention that the brother had never taken action, and once he took action, he would not be willing to give in any favor. I believe that after this night, the Yu Yuan Sect could be removed from the world..."

Hearing this, Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, suddenly waved his hand and said impatiently: "You should be the first to be able to clean up the Yu Yuan Sect in one fell swoop, but this is just a small matter and is really not worth mentioning. I asked again, what exactly do you Ding Chengli meant?"

Hearing this, Ding Chengli immediately raised his palm and raised the rather strange dead egg of the mysterious bird higher: "I took Jiuzhen as the house, covered with golden tiles, and this egg is in my hand. Next, I will naturally build a nest under the eaves to attract the phoenix to achieve the body of the mysterious bird, the true king of Miaodao!"

"My brother's talent is far less than his elder brother. He barely ignited the Taoist fire before he was buried in the soil, but his body has long been decayed. If he wants to go further and become a holy fetus, he can only take a risk!"

When he said this, the black-clothed scripture master looked around with his eyes full of sharpness.

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's eyes flashed, and he remembered the Qing Hong Gong, who had the peak cultivation level of the fourth realm in Jiao Yulang's mouth. Only those powerful people were qualified to be respectfully called the Master of Miaodao. As for the so-called cultivation of a holy fetus, it should be the realm of Miaodao that can only be attained by the Master of Miaodao.

"Ding Chengli, are you crazy about losing your heart!"

Ding Chengyuan's face was already filled with shock and anger: "You are bleeding from the Ding family's surname Jiang. Even if you have the means to bring this bird egg back to life, it is impossible to be recognized by it. The body of the mysterious bird is really absurd and ridiculous!"

This Marquis Anfeng didn't believe it, but just looking at his quick and stern appearance, he knew that he was not very sure.

"My brother just now disagrees with the Cui family in Yecheng, saying that things like blood will one day turn into shackles and cages, so why can't you see through it when you fall on your own?"

Ding Chengli shook his head slowly, and his tone revealed his absoluteness: "In order to achieve one's own way, you should do everything you can! Xuanniao's dead egg does not recognize the bloodline of the Ding clan surname Jiang, so I'll just give up this skin!"

After a word came out, the layer of mysterious gold catastrophe fire covering him suddenly became prosperous, and its heat was more than ten times better than before. Even his own black clothes and flesh were ignited.

In the blazing fire, the black-clothed sutra master did not even frown, and he burned himself to ashes in his breath.

The Xuanjin Tribulation Fire was nourished by flesh and blood, and the fire became increasingly uncontrollable. It soared into the sky and the earth, and mysterious changes arose. In the blink of an eye, a ferocious magic figure that was as high as three feet high was condensed. It was as dark as charcoal, and the Xuanjin Tribulation Fire was everywhere. It was three heads and six arms. It was the so-called Great Black Ming God offered by Yu Yuan Sect.

Among His three heads, the five eyes in the center opened their anger, which was the most weird and terrifying, with three eyes on each of the left and right heads. In the six arms, the first hand of the right was pinched the Xuanbi Dead Egg in the first hand, the second hand was holding a sharp sword, the arrow again, the first hand of the left was empty, the second hand of the treasure wheel, the strong bow again.

This great black and bright god floated up in the air, and his two barefoots stepped on a black sky drum. With a stomp of his feet, a drum sounded like thunder.

He looked down at his body, his three faces curled at the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The next moment, I heard three completely identical voices stacked together, and said together almost in no particular order: "Now the blood shackles have been removed. As for the Xuanniao bloodline of Jintian, I naturally don't have them, but there are people from Yuyuan Sect who died in various parts of the city. Although they are all thin and tight, they accumulate a lot, and it's enough to get together!"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the sick monk in black on the ground, and immediately took him in front of him: "Especially this one, the bloodline is so thick that it can be seen once in a hundred years in the Yuyuan Sect. If I hadn't secretly suppressed me, I would have revived."

While speaking, the Great Black Ming Shen or Ding Chengli had already pressed his finger on the forehead of the sick monk in black, dispersing the last bit of divine light in the person's eyes, and then poked the other person's chest with his fingernails, took out his heart, and then put the Xuanbird's dead egg in.

Because the size of the two sides was too different, even though He only used one finger, the monk in black had broken his forehead and was almost cut into two pieces from his chest.

Seeing this, the Great Hei Mingshen opened his mouth at the same time and said leisurely: "As the saying goes, you have specialized in your skills. I asked myself that the skill of laying tiles is unique in the world, but when it comes to heart-cutting, it is really not as good as the master of heart-cutting."

He looked up at Qi Jingzhi and smiled slightly at the young man who killed Grandma Picked, as if he had no intention of pursuing it.

Without waiting for Qi Jingzhi to respond, he reached out and grabbed the candle-dressed golden rooster that had been running out of nowhere, pinched it between his fingers with his huge hand, and dripped the golden wax oil onto the two wounds of the sick monk in black.

This poor golden spirit has been called to drink many times. Before, they all accepted it, but this time they only dripped three or two drops of wax oil. Suddenly, they began to struggle violently as if they were crazy, and even opened their mouths to peck at the fingers of the Great Hei Mingshen.

"Hmph, my face has become faster. I have just given up Ding's bloodline, so you don't recognize anyone!"

The big black Mingshen suddenly used force to pinch the candle-wearing golden rooster tightly, without giving it a chance to break free.

The golden rooster made a shrill cry, and the golden wax on his head suddenly went out, directly breaking the supply of wax oil.

The Great Hei Ming Shen changed color erectly. Without hesitation, his five fingers were closed, and even the golden rooster with golden wax burst open.

There was only a muffled sound, and it was hard to tell whether it was wax oil or chicken blood, which splashed, and immediately covered His palms.

The big black Mingshen spread his palms and looked at it. The head in the center immediately laughed: "Hehe, this and the skill of mud tiling are really useful everywhere!"

As He said that, he wiped all the golden liquid in his palm onto the black-clothed monk.

However, in a moment, although the monk in black had not yet become a Buddha, he had already obtained a golden body.

The Great Hei Ming Shen looked at it with a smile, nodded with satisfaction, "In fact, in addition to the mason's craftsmanship, I am also good at occupying the Phoenix Nest. It is the first time to master the Yu Yuan Sect, and it is the second time to occupy the Great Hei Ming Shen with his own spirit. This is already done well. I think this third time will definitely succeed!"

After saying that, He reached out and grabbed the sick monk in black and stuffed him into his stomach.

As a result, the two palms on the front of the Great Black Ming God were empty, and he immediately clasped his hands together and shook his head and said, "The real Buddhist Vajra Yasha Ming King is stepping on a pair of black lotus platforms. He holds a five-wisdom vajra in the first hand in his left hand, which can destroy ten kinds of troubles and achieve ten kinds of true natures. He holds a Vajra bell on the first hand in his right hand, claiming to use the ringtone to vibrate sentient beings, use the wisdom of Prajna to warn the mystery and destroy all evil demons."

"The guardian god I am living in is a fake after all, and I can't get the true meaning. That's fine. The sky drum and thunder sound are still suitable for use. It's really a lack of two truly devil-subduing weapons in my hand."

The tone of the Great Black Ming God was so light that he jumped higher than the sky, and his eyes immediately stood on the same level as Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, and the two roars of heaven under his feet were roaring.

He reached out and pointed at the statue of the autumn god who was even more profound and clear: "Look at it, the vermilion red and golden snake that specializes in the injustice and the blue and green axe that respects the heavens, are all very good!"

By this time, Ding Chengyuan had already restrained his horror and regret, and said coldly: "You really dare to think about it! You gave up our bloodline and didn't even do anything. It doesn't matter. With the face of the Marquis' Mansion, as long as you hide from the wilderness or the wild wilderness outside the territory, no one will deliberately make things difficult for you!"

"But if you dare to touch this statue of the autumn god, you will be cut off from Sheng Jiang and Da Qi, neither the king nor the Demon Suppressing Academy will let you go!"

After saying that, the Anfeng Hou shook his body and directly blocked the statue of the Great Hei Ming God and the Qiu God. The golden embroidery on the black robe suddenly shone brightly, and it was as magnificent as the sun and the moon.

The Great Black Ming God seemed to have never seen him and chuckled: "Brother, I'm afraid I've forgotten, I have another strong support!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp whistle sounded behind Ding Chengyuan.

Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao could see clearly that it was a brilliant red and white rainbow that jumped into the clouds from the direction of the Baiyun Palace Hall, dragging a long tail like a broom, bent and winding dozens of feet in the sky, and circled in the sky, and hit Ding Chengyuan's back without saying a word.

It was as fast as the wind, its sound was as thunder, and its light was as light as lightning, which did not give this Anfeng Hou a chance to react.

In an instant, a thunderbolt seemed to explode above the Baiyun Palace.

Then a long red and white rainbow passed by a brilliant golden sunset, just like a white rainbow running through the sun, and like a comet hitting the moon, with bright light spreading throughout the sky.

For a moment, all kinds of dazzling flashes illuminated Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao's eyes were almost blind and could hardly see anything.

Wei Bao groaned, blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head, and even placed the red gold knife on his forehead.

"That's...Tengou!"

Listening to the endless roar in the sky, the huge roars around the world, Qi Jingzhi's heart appeared in his heart, and his eyes were filled with smoke and glow, and his five fingers were jumping rapidly, struggling to push away all the dazzling lights in front of him.

After a few breaths, he finally pushed a few layers of light fog in front of him, and after Cao Jiang's pleasure boat, he once again saw the fighting between the great monks at close range.

Above the sky, although Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, suffered a heavy blow on his back, it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

He was shrouded in the rich and indescribable golden energy, and was shouting angrily, frequently colliding with a monster.

The monster looked like an old dog standing up, with very little hair on its body, with a sharp head and a long mouth. The upper body was red, but the lower body was white. The tail was like a broom, and the tail was bursting with flames from time to time.

Compared with the mysterious scene where the dragon claws and the Bitao Flying Swords competed for power above Cao Jiang, and the dragon book fire talisman and the cold wind and red snow flew together, the battle between Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan and the comet-tailed demon dog was nothing wrong. Every time the fist claws touched each other and kicked the tail, it seemed that there was nothing surprising except that the battlefield was far away from the sky.

The Great Black Ming God stood in the sky and watched the battle silently for a while. Seeing that the two sides could not decide the outcome in a short period of time, their expressions relaxed: "Brother, you quietly stepped into the fourth realm, but you were not in a hurry to jump out of your mind to plan for the position of duke or even the throne. Instead, you were secretly and tolerated and waited for the time. These were not beyond my expectations."

"But... if your Fishing Chapter has only this lit fire, it would be too disappointing for me. This is not the wish to take the bait, but the waiting to die!"

After giving up these cold words, the former Anfeng Hou's sister, and the current Yu Yuan Sect's great black Ming Shen, turned around and strode towards the statue of the Qiu Shen Zun.

With every move, the mysterious gold catastrophe fire on His body suddenly turned into golden yellow, and the shape of a golden rooster was faintly revealed.

At the same time, every time He took a step, his body suddenly shrank a lot, and the inhuman appearance on his three faces was changing rapidly. In addition to the number of eyes that had not changed, the outline of his facial features became more and more like the previous one. Black feathers emerged from under his skin, and in an instant, they covered his whole body, looking like a three-headed monster bird with black feathers on his face.

The next moment, the golden catastrophe fire, like a golden rooster, suddenly retracted inward and touched the black feathers fiercely.

With a bang, both of them changed suddenly.
Chapter completed!