Bang!

The three cauldrons suddenly flew towards the Emerald Real Man, "I said I wanted to eat them, and I would eat them." No one can stop me, you guy, I don't know what to do, if I don't use some extraordinary means, you really think I'm incompetent. ”

"The light of love. Emerald shouted.

Green light burst out of the human head, slicing through space and smashing the tangible. "You are a Confucian person, show your real strength, otherwise you will die. ”

In an instant, the green treasure real person had already taken three cauldrons, and suddenly, he opened his mouth, like a wormhole, and devoured the cauldron. Click, click, click! Emerald real people chew directly, as if they are eating a pot, not an iron pot.

Yamanbe sneered. Bang! He slapped the mountain with the mountain, and he didn't fall into the wind. "The swordsman will always be the swordsman, and you are still the little swordsman, where do you know my means. With that, the left palm of the mountain pot swiped forward, and with a bang, the space cracked, and a scroll of cursive flew out, and when he landed, the breath of the sun and the sky was transmitted.

Grass!

A huge cursive character suddenly condensed in the air, and this character was a derivation of the terrifying aura that burst out of the cursive script. "This is the true handiwork left by my Confucian sages, little swordsman, see how you deal with it. Yamanbe sneered.

It is the mountain tree, and when I saw the cursive script of the mountain pot sacrifice, I was also nervous, "It is the true handiwork left by Sima Cao." He lost his voice. "Shanguo, who is your master, how did you get Sima Cao's handwritten book. ”

"Hahaha, who is my master, can you take care of it. Shanpujia, you have offended the Transcription Pavilion and the Confucian Sect, and no one can save you. And you have no place to stand in the Mountain Dance Clan, you are innocent of death, and everyone shouts and beats you as a street rat. ”

Bang!

In the air, huge cursive characters descended from the sky, and the town was swept towards the real people of Emerald Treasure, brushing and brushing, and the breath of the day and sky swept towards the real people.

The green treasure real person snorted: "If I eat the Thousand Mountain Beads and Ten Thousand Water Beads of the Mountain Pujia, and then eat the Mountains and Rivers Jitu and the Dirty Mountain Sword Diagram, who else will be my opponent among the people present." ”

Sonorous.

The 3,000 zhang hair of the Emerald Treasure real person suddenly knotted into a bundle, and turned into a long sword, and the sword chanted loudly, resounding in the blue sky.

"The green sword knocks on the alley. "Just listen to the real people of Emerald Treasure shouting. With a click, his hair broke, which meant that the green sword that his long hair had turned into was free and could fly out.

And the magic power of the real person, the green sword knocking on the alley, is also the magic power of the Doubi clan.

"Bi Fang Buddha, is it really okay, that little swordsman, he has repeatedly used the supernatural powers of your Doubi clan. Mushulong asked with a smile.

Bi Fang's eyes were empty, and he didn't pay attention to the wood-bearded dragon. Instead, Liu Shen spoke, "Mushu Dragon, haven't you noticed that the master has grown hair!"

"Grow hair?" said the Mushu Dragon, surprised.

Brush, brush, not only Mushu Dragon, Bee Qingyang, Feng Jiuxiao and others also looked at Bifang Buddha, but saw that the scalp of this big Buddha actually had hair, although it was short, but it really was. And his hair shimmered with a shiny sheen, the color of hope.

Hair, originally a bald Bi Fang Buddha, suddenly, already had hair. Just when several people were extremely shocked, the red Buddha qi and the green filthy qi all burst out from the head of the Buddha Bi Fang, and in an instant, all the hair of this big Buddha came out, and it was all green, and the color of his eyes also changed, red.

The red-eyed and green-haired Buddha.

Mu Xulong then exclaimed: "What a Dou Bifang, are you finally willing to face up to your identity and no longer hide it." ”

Liu Shen said strangely: "He has grown hair, why are you happy." Will the Buddha Kingdom still take him in, and Sandu Lingshan can really accept him again? Mushulong, if you don't have good intentions, although I can't kill you, I will fight with you. ”

The words were chiseled, and the willow god glared at the Mushu dragon. He has now completely become a little fan of Bi Fang Buddha, and he admires him quite a lot. Whoever wants to be unfavorable to Bi Fang Buddha, Liu Shen will not let him go first.

Yanagigami's transformation surprised even himself.

"Hahaha. Mu Xulong smiled, "You are a machine spirit, what do you know, I have known the Doubi clan for a long time, how can you speak." The Doubi clan, they are the best fighting clan among the Sultan Realm royal clans, there is no one. When their bloodline is not awakened, the color of their hair is colorful, and only when the bloodline of the ancestors is restored, their hair will turn green. ”

"Mushu Dragon, are you saying that the Doubi blood in the master's body has awakened, and he will be invincible in the Dirty Realm. Liu Shen said happily.

"No, Dou Bifang's bloodline power has awakened a long time ago, and it was he who sealed it, or his master, the Sandu Buddha King, sealed it. Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter. Mushu Long said, "Because Dou Bifang is not only the Buddha of Bifang, but also the royal family among the dirty clans." He is seeing his true self, returning to himself. You don't have to worry about it, because there's so much more to him than to surprise you. Hahaha, you haven't fought with the Doubi clan, so it's better for me to get to know them. Now, there is only one person left in the Dou Bi clan, and the power of the ancestor's bloodline is stronger than ever, and it will urge him to ......"

"Urge him to do something. Feng Jiuxiao, who had not spoken, said unhappily.

"There are many people in your Shanwu clan, so naturally you don't have to worry about having no successors, but the Doubi clan is different. "Mushu Ryu Road.

"You are saying that the blood of Doubi in his body will slowly seal his base oil field, allowing him to marry a normal woman and give birth to offspring. Feng Jiuxiao's face was about to distort, and his voice was very indifferent, and he stared at Mushu Dragon a little worried.

"I'm just telling you what I know about the Doubi clan, if you don't believe it, then don't believe it. Since Dou Bi Fang has accepted the power of the ancestor's bloodline, it means that he has the obligation to pass on the bloodline, otherwise, he is a sinner, and the Dou Bi clan is a great sinner, and he will have no shame to face the ancestors and ancestors after death, and he will be despised by other royal families in the world. Feng Jiuxiao, is this what you want to see, let all the filthy cultivators point fingers at Dou Bifang, so that he can't raise his head. Mushulong sneered.

"I, I. Feng Jiuxiao was speechless, because he also knew that what Mu Xulong said was true. "Among the dirty clan, there seem to be several magical powers, after cultivation, a man can also become a woman, for the sake of Bi Fang Buddha, should I cultivate. Feng Jiuxiao's mind was already drifting away, and he had a true affection for Bifang Buddha, otherwise he would not have handed over the Mountain Ghost Tower and Donglai Pagoda to the other party.

Brush.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuxiao looked at Bi Fang Buddha, at this time, the man he liked had turquoise hair, which was greener than the real person of Emerald Treasure. "His Buddha head exudes an aura of forgiveness, why do I feel so uneasy? Feng Jiuxiao said in a panic.

Syllable!

Liu Shen patted Feng Jiuxiao on the shoulder, "Don't worry, the master is a lucky king of the Dirt Clan, and he married a woman just to let the Doubi clan pass it on." Don't worry, he will still be an old man in the end, and there will be countless friends. ”

After listening to Liu Shen's explanation, Feng Jiuxiao became even more uneasy, and said in his heart, it is better not to say it. Now I'm even more worried, if Bi Fangfo not only likes girls, but also men, then the problem will be serious. "Aren't my rivals all over the world? Feng Jiuxiao glared at Liu Shen hatefully, as if to say, get out.

Liu Shen also noticed that Feng Jiuxiao's eyes were not good, and he immediately retreated, keeping a few zhang away from him, and then felt safe. "The amorous will not live, Feng Jiuxiao, you will understand this truth sooner or later. I'll talk to you now, you may not care, and by the time you do, it's too late. "Although Liu Shen is said to be a machine spirit, his insight is better than Feng Jiuxiao's.

"If you open your mouth again, I will eat you with my magic powers. Feng Jiuxiao said coldly.

"Hahaha. Ryujin laughed and didn't continue. Because everyone thinks he is annoying, why bother, why do you have to persuade him. Anyway, it's not yourself who suffers.

Just when Liu Shen and the others were discussing the matter of Bi Fang Buddha having hair, in the distance, the tearing ratio between the mountain pot and the green treasure real person was about to come to fruition, and it was obvious that the mountain pot was superior. The cursive scroll he sacrificed was the authentic handwriting of Sima Cao of Confucianism.

Woohoo.

The green treasure real person shook his hand away, and a cloud of sword qi shot out, slashing at the falling "grass" characters. These big words are unusually heavy. The sword qi swept on it, but it only knocked them off the rails, but failed to smash them. And the breath of the sun and sky exuded by the word "grass" is quite terrifying.

"Confucianism, Confucianism again. Emerald said angrily. "The people of Confucianism, why do you have to find me, why haven't the people of the Transcription Pavilion shown up yet. I don't believe that Confucianism and the Transcription Pavilion are monolithic. ”

Sonorous!

The right arm of the green treasure real person swung upward, and when he landed, the long arm turned into a sword, and dozens of "grass" words were smashed, but the right arm of the green treasure real person was also cracked, like broken porcelain.

"Hahaha. Shanguo laughed, "Little swordsman, your road is at the end, Bi Fang Buddha has abandoned you, why do you still refuse to die, is it that you still have any nostalgia for this world." It's better to tell your last wish, and I will help you make it happen. ”

"Hmph. Shan Pujia suddenly said angrily, "The true work of Sima Cao, held by you, is completely at a discount." Don't take it yet. With a bang, this Ji Lao, who escaped from the Transcription Pavilion, once again sacrificed the seal of the Nine Dirts. Only this time, the target of the seal of the Nine Stains is no longer the mountain cauldron, but the authentic handwriting of Sima Cao, that is, the cursive scroll.

Bang, bang, bang,

"It's a trick, this person is a trick. Yamanbe said in his heart.

Sima Cao's cursive script is the bait to attract the mountain calamity, and in order to kill him, the mountain pot is also bloody.

"This cursive scroll is really nothing compared to the spring and autumn scrolls. "Hurry up and take the cursive script, and then you will understand how exaggerated this gift I have prepared for you is." ”

Thousands of "grass" characters were shattered by the seal of the nine filths, and the cursive script was close at hand, but the mountain had a bad premonition, he stopped, and also took back the seals of the nine filths.

"Ah, he has withdrawn the seal of the Nine Stains, can he see the clue? Sannabe thought unhappily, "The people who came out of the Transcription Pavilion are really annoying, and I really don't like them." But the teacher also asked me to have a good relationship with the little fresh meat of the Transcription Pavilion, and I don't understand, with the status of the master in Confucianism, where do I need to please the people of the Transcription Pavilion. Shanguo was very dissatisfied with his master's instructions before leaving, but he didn't dare to betray his master. offended Confucianism, he really didn't know how he would die.

"You don't dare to take it, I dare. Suddenly, a voice sounded, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhou Gong.

Faced with the true deeds of the Confucian sage Sima Cao, the mountain was avoided, but Zhou Gong was not, he flew directly away, with a big hand like a mountain, and went to the town. Boom, his five fingers blasted the cursive scroll open and spread it out in the air, like a pancake.

Bang bang bang, the word "grass" has exploded before it rises. "You think I'm going to give you a chance. Zhou Gong sneered, "Although I am not a Confucian person, I am also a knowledgeable person. In his life, he likes to collect small fresh meat and antique calligraphy and paintings, so he has the name of elegance in the dirty world. Zhou Gong smiled.

"It's just you, and you're still a decent person. "It was none other than Zhou Gong who was exposed in public, it was the instrument spirit of the Dirty Mountain Sword Diagram, the Five Absolute Sons.

Wujue Zi looked disdainful, and he was a hundred zhang away from Zhou Gong, "Master, I'll call you master, you got the true work of Sima Cao, and don't throw it into the dirty mountain on the sword, let the sword-drawing eat it." "Urging, the five peers are still urging Zhou Gong.

Brush!

In the air, a painting scroll came from the sky, and the painting scroll had not yet been spread, but the painting scroll was smashed towards Zhou Gong.

Mountains and rivers base map.

What fell from the sky was the base map of mountains and rivers, and the spirit of this picture also wanted to get Sima Cao's handwritten manuscript, "Hand it over, but you won't die." The spirit of the mountain and river Jitu said arrogantly.

"Where did you get the courage? The Five Peerless Sons roared, "The Dirty Mountain Sword Diagram is many times more clever than the Mountains and Rivers Jitu, and you are the same as me, you are also a tool spirit, why don't you dare to show your true face and hide, is it because you are too ugly, and there will be pressure to stand in front of me." If that's the case, you're still a little cute. The five peers ridiculed.

"You want, take it. Zhou Gong smiled, to everyone's surprise, Zhou Gong did not accept the draft, but threw it to the scroll that fell from the sky.

"Zhou Gong, what are you doing here. The Five Absolute Sons said angrily, he had already regarded Sima Cao's handwritten manuscript as a private property, but Zhou Gong gave it to Shanhe Jitu. "Don't forget, I am your instrument spirit, without me, you can have today's status and achievements?"

"Not good. Shanguo said in his heart, "Zhou Gong, this old thing, he must have noticed something, so he threw out the cursive script, he was testing me." ”

Bang!

Sima Cao's handwritten manuscript flew towards the mountains and rivers Jitu, "How did the old thing become smarter?" The spirit of the mountain and river Jitu said depressedly, "It's not like his style, is he really afraid of me." No, I know better than anyone who Zhou Gong is. ”

There are problems, there are problems inside, and the problems are in Sima Cao's manuscript. "Retreat!" the spirit of the mountain and river base map, hiding in the ancient map, roared loudly.

Brush!

The painting axis of the base map of mountains and rivers gave birth to a pair of wings steeply, whirring, flapping a few times, and has fled to the sky.

Then a terrible scene happened, Sima Cao's manuscript chased after the mountain and river Jitu, as if to eat it. Tens of thousands of Confucian qi burst out of the cursive script and slashed towards the scroll in front.

"No wonder Shan Pujia refuses to take away cursive, there is such a thing. "The heart of the five peers said. But he still didn't forgive Zhou Gong.

"With your calculations, who can you kill? Brushing brush, Zhou Gong glanced at the mountain pot, "Let your master come, it's almost the same, you don't have enough to see." ”

"Gong Zhou, I am also a member of the Mountain Dance Clan, and the Mountain Dance Clan also belongs to the Dirt Clan, so I have naturally heard your name. Yamanbe sneered.