"You dead monster, grave robber, robber...... The guards with knives chopped him up for me. ”

Ding Chuan suddenly jumped to the side of the purple mantis, instigated the purple mantis to make a move, and he himself took out the big silver Zen staff.

The big eyes of the silver pangolin lantern squinted, and he said disdainfully: "Even these six-legged insects dare to compete with my primeval relics?"

The purple mantis was angry when it heard this, thinking that it claimed to be a jade-faced mantis, and it was also a tyrant in the Tiandang Divine Mountain, although it had not had a head-on conflict with the ancient relics, but it was not bullied, and now it was regarded as a weak insect.

"Dead monsters, bandits, eat a knife from this seat. ”

The purple mantis was extremely violent, the two sharp front legs slashed, and the "sonorous" slashed out twice, and two sharp and incomparable purple rays slashed out in the air, and the dark cave was illuminated, and the air was like a cracked silk, and there were bursts of strange roars.

The silver pangolin roared, and its bucket-thick tail swept over, covered with barbs and shimmering with a cold silver light.

With a loud bang, the purple mang and the giant tail struck, and the cave shook violently, almost collapsing, and the purple mantis and pangolin all trembled violently, and they took a few steps back.

The gray-faced purple mantis came back to his senses and shouted: "Nima's, it turned out to be a juvenile pangolin, and he dared to play a big name here. ”

When Ding Chuan heard this, he picked up a large Zen staff with a length of one zhang and smashed it over, and a low dragon groan came out, and the Zen staff was infused with golden dragon energy.

"Whew...... Hey, I'm going to eat you. ”

The pangolin's huge body moved like a small mountain, shaking the cave for a while, and opening its bloody mouth to swallow it.

"Poof!"

"Whew......"

A bloody light gushed out, mixed with the pain howl of the pangolin, Ding Chuan went down with a Zen stick, the force was infinite, the momentum was like a broken bamboo, the pangolin's mouth and nose sprayed blood, several fangs were broken, and the blood flowed for a long time.

"Whew...... You have sinned against my pangolin, and you are doomed. The silver pangolin vomited blood and threatened.

"It's not certain who will die first!" Ding Chuan did not hesitate to give it another stick, beating the pangolin so badly that he almost fainted.

"Shenwu boy, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you all my treasures. The big pangolin's tone softened suddenly, and he said anxiously: "Young man, young man, what kind of divine weapon blade do you want?" Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, boring sickles, whips, scissors, hammers, and grasps: hooked, bladed, pointed, thorny, twisted, I have everything here...... Hmm"

"Talker!"

Ding Chuan directly stuffed the big Zen staff into the pangolin's mouth, blocking the chatter.

"That's all the primeval relics are! Don't talk nonsense, first hand over what you stole from that grave. ”

Ding Chuan's straightforward intentions, if it is really the tomb of a burial god body monk, it is of great significance to him, from ancient times to the present, no burial god body can break the curse and become holy against the sky, and it belongs to the burial god body, which has a great origin.

"Ahem, ahem...... It was really a tomb of a cold ghost, and there was no prohibition on it, so I picked up a bone. ”

The pangolin spit out a palm-sized piece of bone as he spoke, pale golden, and it turned out to be a skull, with an inexplicable Taoist rhyme.

Ding Chuan was surprised, you must know that these should be the bones of the ancient sages 100,000 years ago, even several powerful ancient saints in the tombs near the tombstone of King Yu did not have any bones left, all of them were ruthlessly worn out by the years, but this half-emperor body left a skull, which has not rotted after 100,000 years, and has its own mysteries.

Ding Chuan put away the pale golden bone block, looked at the pangolin with a smile, and said, "Pangolin, didn't you say that there are a lot of divine blades! ”

"Boy, do you want a long weapon or a short weapon, a hooked one or a barbed one......"

"Boom!"

Ding Chuan picked up the Zen stick and smashed it on the pangolin's thick back, making it scream.

"Take out the highest-ranking Dao soldier, otherwise I'll give you a Zen staff." ”

Ding Chuan held a big Zen staff and made a gesture on the pangolin's head, so frightened that the pangolin's neck shrank, opened its mouth, and spit out a large number of divine treasures, golden knives, silver spears, iron swords, and copper sticks...... Piled up in front of you like a small mountain, there are many types, and the gods are overflowing, and it is dazzling.

"Do you have any genius treasures in your stomach, vomit them out. ”

Ding Chuan picked up his fierce fist and beckoned it all to the hard back of the pangolin, which rattled like a drum.

"Ahem...... Boy, hero, stop it, there's really no more, I just like to collect magic weapons. "The pangolin coughed up blood, his intestines almost vomited out, and he had the heart to die, and these treasures that he had worked so hard to collect were now looted and beaten by the other party.

"Guards with knives, do you want to pick up two treasure knives?" Ding Chuan turned around to ask the purple mantis for advice.

The purple mantis waved its two front legs "sonorously", and said disdainfully: "Iron still needs to be hard, and this seat does not need it." ”

"Hmm, then you can protect the Dharma for me!"

Purple Mantis: ......

Thousands of Ruicai evaporated in the cave, Ding Chuan sat in front of a pile of weapons, running the dragon energy, his palms and fingers glowed with golden light, and the Taoist soldiers turned into iron powder in his hands, and his body was covered with a layer of golden glow, and the five golden dragon patterns on his chest and back roamed among his flesh and blood like living creatures, and burst out with bursts of dragon roars.

This scene of the pangolin is frightened and painful, this young man's practice is too weird, those swords and spears are collected from the Broken Blade Mountain with the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and now the kung fu has turned into iron powder and silver sand in the blink of an eye, the pangolin dares to be angry and dare not speak, and slowly leans towards the corner of the cave.

"If you dare to make a hole under my nose and escape, I will cut you into seven pieces. ”

The purple mantis saw through the pangolin's intentions, and its front legs hit each other like iron, and the pangolin had no choice but to shrug its head and climb back.

Half an hour later, the mountain-like weapon in front of Ding Chuan turned into a pile of iron powder, and the metallic energy in the weapon was swallowed up by Ding Chuan.

"Moo......"

A low and majestic dragon roar came out, the gods in the cave flew wildly, the boulder shook, seven golden dragon patterns turned out, seven golden dragons with horns on their heads roared and roared, the dragon's tail swinged horizontally and brought out a piece of lightning, with sufficient weapons as a backing, Ding Chuan's strength increased by leaps and bounds, and he became a monk of the Seven Heavens of the Dust Washing Realm by two orders in a row.

Ding Chuan stood up and punched out, with bursts of dragon roars, and the air was distorted.

Ding Chuan breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "The realm has finally caught up, with a knife guard, let's go out to grab the loot." ”

"Let me cut down this bandit, hum! I dare to offend the supreme majesty of this seat, hehe......"

Looking at the purple mantis crawling over with bad intentions, the pangolin was frightened, quickly leaned over to the corner, and roared: "You killed me, my parents will not let you go." ”

As soon as these words came out, the purple mantis had to be afraid, that old pangolin was an overlord in the space of Tiandang Divine Mountain, a real primeval relic, and the old nest was also near Broken Blade Mountain, if it really killed this little pangolin, it might attract the crazy revenge of the old pangolin.

Ding Chuan suddenly moved, his body was like a ghost, he deceived himself in front of the silver pangolin, and hammered the back of the pangolin's head with a "bang" fist, and the pangolin suddenly felt the world spinning and fainted with the roll of his eyes.

Ding Chuan picked up the huge pangolin and threw it into the green light net, and the dissatisfaction of the Dream Bamboo Fairy and the big black ape suddenly came from the light net.

"Bad embryo, let me out quickly, I don't want to stay with these two demon beasts. The screams and scolding of Meng Ling'er came from the light network, and she was locked in a black sack for several days, which made the Dream Spirit Fairy, who has always been known for being cold as frost, have the momentum to develop into a shrew.

"After I went out of Tiandang Divine Mountain, I let you go, so I had to wronged you, the second beauty in Xichuan, first. ”

After Ding Chuan finished speaking, he stuffed the green light net into a black sack.

Ding Chuan flew out a few clusters of golden flames from the end of his fingers, put a raging fire in the cave to scorch the rocks, and then grabbed a few golden feathers and scattered them on the ground. These golden feathers were the feathers that fell when the old golden crow bird blew itself up that day, and now it comes in handy.

Looking at everything Xiao Ding Chuan did, the purple mantis's eyelids jumped, this trick to attract trouble to the east is really high, and when the old pangolin finds it here, he will definitely find the old golden crow desperately.

"Boy, you're so insidious......"

Half an hour later, Ding Chuan's 'two' came out of the smelly black passage, and they were startled by the shocking sound of fighting, and the originally open mausoleum group had now turned into a blood-stained Shura field, with stumps and broken arms, rivers of blood, and corpses piled up on the brown ground, and countless monks frantically fighting together, just to fight for the tombs and tombstones of the ancient sages.

Dozens of stone tablets of the ancient tombs of the ancestors were smashed by the crazy monks, only the white jade tablet of the tomb of King Yu in the center was still standing tall, and countless monks who were not afraid of death approached it, and the bow of King Yu was a real holy soldier, and countless monks broke their scalps and squeezed forward. The guards and guards of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty were all in full array, forming a circular defensive array to guard the tomb of King Yu.

A layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from the smooth forehead of Jing Yao, the princess of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty, although this white jade stele had been cracked by King Yu's arrows, it was still hard and abnormal, and she couldn't break the tombstone with all her strength, and when she saw a * upper body teenager in the distance, a trace of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Ding Chuan's eyes swept around, and when he was thinking about whether to rob a few Dao soldiers and make a breakthrough in strength, a fragrant breeze blew on his face, and Jing Yao, the princess of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty, appeared in front of him, a pair of autumn water eyes looked at him, Qiong's nose was straight, her red lips were moist, her neck was snow-white, she was thrillingly beautiful, and there was a faint fragrance of virginity.

"Princess of the Divine Dynasty, why are you blocking my way?" Ding Chuan said calmly, without a trace of emotional fluctuations in his deep eyes.

"Young Master Ding, where is your little fat man's attendant?" Jing Yao bit her red lips lightly, with a hint of embarrassment on her face.

"What are you looking for? I warn you not to hurt my friend. ”

Ding Chuan's face was a little cold, this princess of the Divine Dynasty looked quiet and beautiful, but she was quite scheming, from the fact that she exposed Ding Chuan's life history in public in the name of retiring from marriage, you can see the clues, this beautiful woman is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.

Jing Yao lifted a strand of hair from her forehead to her ear and said softly: "Young Master Ding, don't misunderstand, Yao'er just has a reluctant request and wants to borrow his Fang Ding." ”

Ding Chuan looked at the tall white jade tombstone of King Yu, and then glanced at the crowd in front of King Yu's tomb, and immediately understood the intention of Princess Jing Yao.

"Her Royal Highness the princess wants to borrow Fang Ding to dig the graves of her ancestors, I'm afraid it's not good!

The face of the little princess of the Divine Dynasty changed, and then she returned to normal, with a straight face, and said: "If it is a great shame for my Jiuhua Dynasty to let the ancestral relics fall into the hands of others. ”

"Then do you think it's a shame to marry my Dragon Prison Palace?" Ding Chuan asked rhetorically.

"How can these things be mixed up, and when I am still young and young when I am engaged, how can I count. ”

"Why should I help you if we have nothing to do with each other? ”

Ding Chuan's tone was cold, and he didn't make any concessions because of the other party's alluring beauty, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he bumped into a person head-on, and a warm nephrite body crashed into his arms.