The screams in the back garden came and went, and in the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight more charred corpses that melted rapidly, but only a few people including the Baiyun Palace Prison were safe and sound.

It's not that there is nothing unusual, these three people were swept away by the yin wind and blood flames, and there were dots of black dust floating out of their bodies, scattered into the air and disappeared, just like after the death of the mother-in-law.

The prison of Baiyun Palace looked down, and a look of anger appeared on his face: "No wonder she was too lazy to take care of that woman for a while, so she disappeared silently, it turned out that she had encountered such a ruthless stubble!"

His gaze swept over the faces of the other priest and the only remaining servant, and they each looked at each other, their faces showing fierceness, knowing that if Wei Bao was allowed to hide in the shadows and sneak attack, the fate of the three of them would be really worrying.

"Let's get on it!"

With a loud shout from the Baiyun Palace Prison, the priest and the servant opened their mouths and roared angrily, each raising their swords and swords, and rushed towards the direction where Wei Bao had disappeared before.

Only the prison itself retreated violently, flying towards the gate of the back garden, just looking at the speed of his body, he knew that this person was by no means as unskilled in cultivation as he seemed on the surface.

The three people who were supposed to join forces to pounce suddenly lost one, and the momentum of the encirclement was broken immediately.

The priest and the servant threw themselves into the air as a matter of course, and as soon as they stood still, they felt an increasingly cold and violent yin wind pass through their bodies, and a large amount of black dust immediately rose up on their bodies.

"Don't look up!" In the blood light, Qi Jingyi pressed Wei Bao's head and said in a low voice.

Immediately afterward, he held the silver wind mother candlestick in his left hand, and aimed at the priests and servants gathered together and spewed out another breath.

This time, the two guys who were placed together by the Baiyun Guan Courtyard couldn't resist it anymore, and their bodies instantly ignited with blood.

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly, without the protection of the black dust, the image of the priest and the servant had changed greatly, and their appearance was ordinary, but they all had shiny bald heads, and they were all wearing black monk's robes.

Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao are all too familiar with this appearance, obviously belonging to the same sect as the black-clothed demon monk who believed in the Great Black God and was killed by the sword ghost.

"Hundreds of calamities, sharp blades and fierce lights, the great black god, protect me!"

I saw the two black-clothed demon monks shouting angrily at the same time, and the blades in their hands and their bodies all rose up with a layer of Xuanjin flames, and as soon as they appeared, they could withstand the Yin Wind and Blood Flames.

The two immediately engaged in a fierce confrontation, attacking and devouring each other, not only burning most of the black monks' robes of the two demon monks, but also leaving a scorched black on their skin.

Seeing that the Xuanjin flame light was indeed useful, the two demon monks endured the pain, but they chanted even harder, and the louder and louder voice spread far away in the night sky: "The mouth is thundering, the body is entangled in fire, eating the evil, and destroying the evil turbidity! There is no special place in the south and the north, King Vajrayaksha!"

The Xuanjin flame light was sudden and vigorous, and it actually overshadowed the Yin Wind and Blood Flame on the two of them in one fell swoop, and gradually pressed this vicious blood flame that seemed to burn from the bottom of their hearts back into their bodies.

"Hahaha, I also said how this invisible fire is, it turns out to be just the flow of filthy heart ghost fire!"

"It's extreme, this Wei kid dares to make a ghost in front of the Buddhas, I really don't know how to write the word dead! If you follow me, you should seal him in a coffin and refine him into a sword ghost!"

The two demon monks shouted and cursed loudly, while waving their blades and slashing hard in the direction of the yin wind.

It's a pity that these two people are obviously powerless, not only their arms are weak, but their legs are also shaking constantly, not to mention rushing forward, even if they want to stand firm, they are quite reluctant.

Just looking at this kind of fierce appearance, you know that it is far from being as easy as they say to resist the Yin Wind and Blood Flames.

Hearing and seeing, Qi Jingzhi was quite surprised, he only said that these demon monks with mysterious origins and sneaky behavior were by no means a good way, but he didn't expect that their Xuanjin flame light seemed to really contain the power of eating evil and subduing evil, and it happened to be the opponent of the Yin Wind and Blood Flame.

If people who don't know what they are in see the scene in the back garden at this moment, they are afraid that they will regard Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao as first-class demons who kill monks and destroy Buddhas.

"A good person with thunderous voices in his mouth and a body full of robbery fire, although he practices the Fa-rectification, he has evil thoughts in his heart and many actions

Unrighteousness deserves to be subjected to this catastrophe where the heart is on fire and the devil burns on the body!"

Qi Jingzhi stared coldly at the two demon monks wielding swords in the Xuanjin flames, trying to survive in vain, and without hesitation, he puffed out his cheeks and blew hard towards the silver wind mother candlestick.

Suddenly, the yin wind was like a mountain ape crying and a ghost crying, and the blood flame was like a rising wave in the sea, drowning the two demon monks in an instant.

The two of them couldn't even scream, and in an instant they turned into two clouds of ashes on the ground.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but shake his head.

These black-clothed demon monks either drove swords and ghosts to kill people, or hid in the Baiyun Palace, covering the Huangquan Yin Division with the so-called golden tiles, and were also familiar with the mother-in-law of the heart, and they were absolutely inseparable from this Nine Truths chaos.

The next moment, Qi Jingzhi turned around abruptly, looked in the direction of the entrance of the back garden, and saw a figure wearing a frost-white robe flying in, falling to the ground and rolling a few times, it was the Baiyun Palace prison that had just escaped.

The man looked dying, and struggled several times, but he couldn't get up from the ground.

Immediately following into the garden was an old man who was also wearing a divine robe, who was Ding Chengli, the master of the White Cloud Palace.

His gaze looked at Qi Jingzhi unobstructed, and he exclaimed: "The Buddha is one foot high, the demon is one foot high, and the unjust karma is with you, and you must pay off the debt in the end!" It's really good to play this demon in the palm of your hand!"

Qi Jingzhi was also looking at this Marquis of Anfeng, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

The Baiyun Palace of Jiuzhen County leaked like a sieve, and it had been secretly controlled by the black-clothed demon monks, even if Ding Chengli, as the master of the scriptures, never paid attention to mundane affairs, and should not be unaware, not to mention that at this moment, all parts of the city and the back garden of the Baiyun Palace were boiling in the sky, but this person was late, which was really contrary to common sense.

Qi Jingzhi had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but his face did not show any of it, and he pointed to the Baiyun Palace Prison on the ground and asked, "Lord Ding Jing, An Fenghou said that you have no cultivation, but I really don't look like it. It's just that I don't know if Lord Ding Jing is a bait, a hook, or a fisherman?"

Ding Chengli turned a blind eye to the scene in the back garden, and when he heard the young man's question, he was also unheard.

He stared at Qi Jingzhi quietly for a long time, suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "The Buddha is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, and there is no wind and waves in front of the mountain. Since you and I are already in the game, and the dust has settled at the last moment, who can tell whether you win or lose?"

Ding Chengli paused, and also pointed to the Baiyun Palace Prison on the ground: "Now that the game is not over, this person actually wants to leave the field first with all his tails, this is not even qualified to be a bait, isn't it stupid?"

"Whew! My brother found such a good bait as Qi Zhishi, but these fools were so useless that they had to end up early."

After saying that, Ding Chengli suddenly raised his hand and made a move, and immediately many shiny gold nuggets flew out of nowhere and hovered in front of the master of the White Cloud Palace.

Then he saw that his fingers were dotted, and after a few strokes in the air, he reassembled the gold nuggets into two gold tiles.

Looking at these two golden broken tiles that could not hide the cracks, Ding Chengli first shook his head and sighed, and then smiled at Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao: "Let the two of you laugh, although the absence of these two tiles does not have the slightest impact on the overall situation, but the old decay has a problem since he was a child, that is, he can't see the fly in the ointment, such as the slight flaws of the white bi, which is still priceless to others, but in the eyes of the old decay, it is no different from dung."

He paused, looked up and shouted, "Where is the golden spirit?"

With this call, the candle-wearing golden rooster that had disappeared before appeared on the courtyard wall, and immediately flapped its wings and flew to Ding Chengli's shoulder.

He reached out and grabbed the neck of the chicken, dragged the golden rooster with the candle in front of him, and tilted the golden candle very casually, allowing the golden wax oil to drip on the two gold tiles and flow into the cracks of the gold tiles.

After a while, the two golden tiles were as healed and clean as new, and there was no crack in sight.

Ding Chengli nodded with satisfaction, threw the candle-wearing golden rooster behind him, and at the same time shook the sleeve of his robe at Qi Jingzhi, and immediately a huge tiger claw condensed by the Xuanjin flame flew out.

For a while, the light in the back garden was dazzling, the claws were howling, and the sound was extremely fierce.

Qi Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and he immediately pulled Wei Bao beside him to the side, temporarily avoiding the edge while urging the Crane Method, spitting out all the evil qi in his chest, and spraying it fiercely on the silver wind mother candlestick, blowing the little monkey into most of his body.

The next moment, the ghost crying ape cried loudly, and the overwhelming yin wind and blood waves let go of the Xuanjin Tiger Claw and smashed straight towards Ding Chengli.

Seeing this, the master of the White Cloud Palace laughed loudly, and a golden flame rose all over his body, wrapping himself heavily, leaving only a vague figure, and a rolling heat wave spread in all directions.

Relying only on these heat waves, he discharged the yin wind and blood waves, and he could not get close, and the whole person was like a reef, dividing the blood waves into two.

Compared to the two black-clothed demon monks who had previously released the Xuanjin flame, Ding Chengli at this moment was the real entangled fire, and the intense and strange flames were obviously extremely hot, burning the void around him and twisting it.

At the same time, the claw that Ding Chengli had reached out earlier did not turn to pursue, but crossed over where Qi Jingzhi and the others were standing, and scooped up the ashes of the two demon monks.

"Don't be impatient, the old man has no ill will towards you."

Ding Chengli said with a smile, and then took the initiative to restrain the Xuanjin Tribulation Fire on his body, leaving only a thin layer, revealing his body while allowing the surrounding Yin Wind and Blood Waves to roll back.

When the little monkey on the silver wind mother candlestick recovered as before, the master of the White Cloud Palace smiled and said lightly: "Qi Zhishi, although the vicious fire on your lamp can be pointed directly at people's hearts, it is still just a mortal fire, and it is really far from the fire of decay!"

"Ding has traveled endlessly for decades, climbed mountains and crossed the sea, and experienced hardships and dangers, only then did he pick up enough firewood to ignite this fire that condensed his life's cultivation! If you let a little baby hold a strange candlestick and compare it, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart sank, and his right hand, which wanted to draw his sword, stopped, and pulled Wei Bao back slowly.

In fact, since the appearance of the mother-in-law and the transformation of the Wei clan as a living corpse, the various changes in the back garden of the Baiyun Palace have greatly exceeded Wei Bao's expectations, and they are very different from the bloody fighting with knives and knives that he is familiar with, and he is somewhat at a loss, so he will continue to let Engong drag him away.

This Wei clan seedling was silent, his eyes were fixed on Ding Chengli, but his ears were still trying to find the sound in the direction of his head, and at the same time he tried his best to restrain his desire to look up, just because Engong said that if he looked up, the Jiuzhen Wei clan would be truly wiped out.

What Wei Bao didn't know was that at this moment, he and Engong were really hanging by a thread, and whether life or death was all in the thought of the master of the White Cloud Palace in front of him.

"It's a big trouble now, the two small shrimps I and Wei Bao caught are not ordinary swimming fish, they are clearly a shark tiger with four claws, and it's not enough to even stuff people's teeth!"

Qi Jingzhi's thoughts turned sharply, but he was not sure whether he could get out of the way.

The so-called Dao Fire, he had heard Mu Yingxian mention it, and knew that it was a magical power only available to the great cultivators of the Fourth Realm, and it was also an indispensable means for refining spiritual weapons and even innate natal weapons.

Previously, in the Changle County Ya and the Anfeng Marquis Mansion, Qi Jingzhi had carefully sensed the aura and spiritual pressure of Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, and felt that it was similar to Qing Yuanzi, the master of the Elephant Palace, that is, he was standing at the level of the third realm Dao species and three turns, and there was still a gap compared with Deng Fuqing, who had two arms in the third realm.

It's just that he hasn't really seen Marquis Anfeng do it, this kind of rough comparison is not very reliable, and he can only barely make a reference, but it can be inferred from the title of Marquis of Anfeng that Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, should still stay at the level of the third realm Dao species, and he has been left behind by his younger brother Ding Chengli, who has no cultivation in his mouth.

At the same time, there was an irrelevant thought that came out of Qi Jingzhi's heart: "From this point of view, the so-called traveling into the wilderness, mountaineering and crossing the sea seems to have to wait until the fourth realm, Mu Yingxian asked me to find someone to inquire about the Ethereal Jade Mountain after I entered this realm, and said that the mountain is high and the road is far away, difficult and difficult to walk, could it be that the Ethereal Jade Mountain is located in the infinite wilderness?"

While thinking wildly, the five fingers of his right hand flicked silently behind him, secretly plucking the five colors and five tones of heaven and earth.

This time, he was not as refining

The smoke and feather coat were so eclectic, but with the help of the previous experience of repairing the ox ear sharp knife, he single-mindedly selected and mobilized the golden qi that permeated the four corners.

On this trip to the White Cloud Palace, Qi Jingzhi first saw the golden pillar, the statue of the Autumn God and the three golden gates on the road, and then saw the golden rooster with candles and the fragments of the golden tile, and the call was imminent, so he guessed that at this time, the Baiyun Palace and even the entire Jiuzhen County City were already golden and unique, which contained a lot of mysteries, and even Ding Chengli's Xuanjin Tribulation Fire could be so powerful, and it should be indispensable to be fueled by golden energy.

If the Yinsha Yin Wind and Blood Flame can't stop the Xuanjin Tribulation Fire, if he and Wei Bao still want to earn a way to live, they dare not say that they can merge into the golden qi like a candle golden rooster, so as to escape away, at least they must use the golden qi to strengthen the smoke and feather coat, and have a shield to defend against the other.

Quietly, Qi Jingzhi's five fingers had already hooked a few extremely thick golden silk threads.

Somehow, his heart suddenly flashed An Fenghou's black robe, which seemed to be woven with gold threads and the Big Dipper and a long string of copper coins?

Ding Chengli didn't pay attention to the small actions of Qi Jingzhi and the others, but after taking back the ashes of the two black-clothed demon monks, he casually sprinkled the two pieces of gold tiles, and shouted in his mouth: "Reincarnation of the fire house, indulging in the sea of suffering, stubbornness for a long night, and finally can't change!"

"Today, Ci'er and other tiles cover their heads, for the ghost of a tile, the god of half an acre, in this fire house bitter sea for a little coiling, so Zi'er, Erqi Qin!"