When the black-clothed scripture master heard this, he just smiled: "The elder brother is the head of the Ding family, and he has nothing to do if he wants to, as long as he doesn't stop the younger brother from acting."

"Brother Good Sect learned that Yu Yuanzong has worked hard to plan, arrange in every way, and endure for an unknown number of years, this time it is pouring out, and even more powerful hands are invited to help, there is chaos in all the counties and states near the left, at least tonight, there will be no reinforcements coming!"

Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, stared at each other, and asked in a deep voice, "Ding Chengli, what do you mean by opening the door to steal?"

"My brother also said that Yu Yuanzong was a robber, and this robber entered the door, killing people was just incidental, in the final analysis, he still had to loot treasures! For example, the golden punishment qi that has been condensed and purified for countless years in the city of Jiuzhen County, such as the authority of the god of Siqiu in the Baiyun Palace! After all, he also has the honorific title of the god of daily entry, which happens to coincide with the essence of the sect of "the sun is thin", and it is also a must for the revival of the Shaohao Jin Tian clan!"

"In the past, the old ghosts in the Yu Yuan Sect were too small, and seeing that the incense of the Sun Lord and the Si Qiu Rijin God was better than one day a day, they either gritted their teeth and only knew how to complain about the heavens, or they were full of greed but didn't know how to speak, or thanks to the little brother who offered the dove to occupy the magpie's nest, he led them to build temples and attract believers, and forcibly created a big black god to come out, cover up and gradually expand the way of Yu Yuan inside, and finally there was some hope of prying the authority of the Sun Lord and the Autumn God."

Seeing the disdain on his brother's face, Ding Chengli smiled again: "Dongyi has been dead for a long time, and now the people of Daqi are afraid that they have not even heard of Shaohao Jin Tian's clan, this Yuyuan Sect was originally built by a few remnants in order to keep warm in a group, and it has been breathing for a long time, and some of the ancestral relics have long been exhausted, and there is only a group of people with thin blood and short-sightedness, so naturally they can't enter the eyes of their elder brothers."

"If it weren't for that, they wouldn't have pinched their noses and acknowledged the little brother's Xuanniao bloodline, so that I could cut off the stubborn ones step by step and seize the power of the sect. That's it, Saint Jiang Daotong occupies Dongyi's hometown, and Jin Tian's desire to revive is just a fool's dream, not to mention that the elder brother has always been unwilling to make a move, and once he does, he will not be tolerant at all, presumably after this night, this Yu Yuan Sect will also be removed from the world......

Hearing this, Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, waved his hand suddenly, and said impatiently: "You should be the first to be able to clear the Yu Yuan Sect in one fell swoop this time, but this is just a trivial matter, and it is really not worth mentioning. Ben Hou asked again, what do you Ding Chengli want?"

Hearing this, Ding Chengli immediately raised his palm and raised the rather strange dead egg of the Xuanniao higher: "The younger brother takes Jiuzhen as the house, spreads the golden tiles all over, and has this egg in his hand, so he will naturally build a nest under the eaves to attract the phoenix, and achieve the body of the Xuanniao, the true monarch of the wonderful way!"

"The younger brother's talent is far inferior to that of the elder brother, and he barely lit the Dao fire before entering the earth, but his body has already decayed, and if he wants to go further and cultivate the Holy Fetus, he can only take a risk!"

When he said this, the black-clothed master looked around, and his eyes were full of sharp eyes.

Hearing this, Qi Jing's eyes flashed, and he already remembered the Qinghong Gong who had the peak cultivation of the fourth realm in Jiao Yulang's mouth, and only those great powers were qualified to be honored as a wonderful Dao True Monarch, as for the so-called cultivation of the Holy Fetus, it should be the high Miao Dao Dao realm that only the Miao Dao True Monarch could prove.

"Ding Chengli, you're not crazy!"

Ding Chengyuan's face was already full of anger: "What you have in your body is the blood of my Jiang surname Ding, even if you have the means to bring this bird egg back to life, it is impossible to get its approval, the body of the Xuanniao is really absurd and ridiculous!"

This Marquis An Fenghou didn't believe it, but just looking at his fierce appearance, he knew that he was not very sure in his heart.

"Brother Fang Cai is still quite unimpressed with the Yecheng Cui Clan, saying that this kind of thing will become a shackle cage one day, how can it not be seen through when it falls on his own body?"

Ding Chengli shook his head slowly, and his tone revealed absolutely: "In order to achieve your own way, you should do everything you can!" Xuanniao didn't recognize the bloodline of Jiang's surname Ding, and the little brother gave up this skin!"

As soon as the words came out, the layer of Xuanjin Tribulation Fire covering his body suddenly flourished, and the blazing Xuan He was ten times better than before, and even his own black clothes and flesh were ignited.

In the blazing firelight, the black-clothed scripture master didn't even frown, and burned himself to ashes in the middle of his breath.

The Xuanjin Tribulation Fire was nourished by flesh and blood, and the fire became more and more uncontrollable, rising from the sky, and giving birth to mysterious changes, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed a hideous Dharma Appearance as high as three zhang, the whole body was as black as charcoal, and the Xuanjin Tribulation Fire was all over the body, and it was reborn with three heads and six arms, and it was the protector god of Yu Yuanzong, the so-called Great Black God.

Of His three heads, the one in the center has five angry eyes and is the most terrifying, and the left and right heads have three eyes each. Among the six arms, the right hand is holding the dead eggs of the Xuanniao in the first hand, the second is holding the sword, and the arrow is held again, and the first hand on the left is empty, the second hand is holding the treasure wheel, and the second hand is holding the strong bow.

This big black god floated in the air, and his two bare feet each stepped on a black drum, and when he stomped his feet, there was a drum like thunder.

He looked down at his body, and all three faces smiled at the same time.

The next moment, I only heard three identical voices stacked on top of each other, and said in unison almost in no particular order: "Now that the shackles of bloodline have been removed, as for the Xuanniao bloodline of the Jin Tian Clan, the younger brother naturally does not have it, but the people of the Yuyuan Sect who died in various parts of the city have wow, although they are all thin and tight, but they add up a lot, and it is enough to make them together!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the black-clothed monk on the ground, and immediately took it in front of him: "Especially this one, the thickness of the bloodline can be called a once-in-a-century encounter in the Yuyuan Sect, if it weren't for the junior brother secretly suppressing it, I'm afraid it would have already recovered."

As he spoke, the Great Black God or Ding Chengli had already pressed a finger on the forehead of the black-clothed monk, dispersing the last bit of divine light in this person's eyes, and then piercing the opponent's chest with his nails, pulling out his heart, and putting the dead eggs of the Xuanyao into it.

Because the disparity between the two sides was too great, even if he only used one finger, the black-clothed monk had already cracked and collapsed his forehead, and he was almost cut in two pieces from his chest.

Seeing this, the three mouths of the big black god opened and closed at the same time, and said in unison leisurely: "As the so-called art industry has a specialty, the old man asks himself that the skill of paving tiles is unique in the world, but when it comes to cutting hearts and changing hearts, it is really not as good as plucking hearts."

He raised his eyes to look at Qi Jingzhi and smiled at the young man who had killed the heart-picking mother-in-law, as if he had no intention of pursuing it.

Without waiting for Qi Jingzhi to respond, he reached out and grabbed into the void, and immediately pulled out the candle-wearing golden rooster that he had run to nowhere, pinched it between his fingers with his giant hand, and dripped the golden wax oil onto the two wounds of the black-clothed monk.

This poor golden essence has been called and drunk many times, and it has been obedient before, but this time it has only dropped three or two drops of wax oil, and suddenly it began to struggle violently as if it was crazy, and even opened its mouth to peck at the fingers of the big black god.

"Hmph, your face becomes inverted quickly, and the old decay has given up the Ding bloodline, and you don't recognize people!"

The big black myojin used his fingers hard to pinch the candle-wearing golden rooster firmly, not giving it a chance to break free.

The golden rooster let out a long and terrible roar, and the golden wax on his head suddenly went out, directly cutting off the supply of wax oil.

The big black god changed color, and without hesitation, he closed his five fingers, and even the golden rooster with the golden wax burst open.

There was a muffled pop, and I couldn't tell whether it was wax oil or chicken blood that splattered and smeared his palms.

The big black Myojin spread out his palm and looked at it, and the head in the center chuckled: "Hehe, this and the craft of mud tiles are really useful everywhere!"

As he spoke, he wiped all the gold liquid from his palm on the body of the sick monk in black.

In just a few moments, although the black-clothed monk had not yet become a Buddha, he had already obtained a golden body.

The Great Black God looked at it with a smile, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "In fact, in addition to the mason's craftsmanship, the old man is also good at occupying the phoenix's nest, mastering the Yu Yuan Sect is the first time, and occupying the Great Black God with his own spirit is the second time, this kind of work has been done well, and I think this third time will definitely succeed!"

With that, He reached out and grabbed the black-clothed monk and stuffed it into his stomach.

In this way, the two palms on the front of this great black god were empty, and he immediately clapped his palms together, shook his head and said, "The real Buddha Vajra Yaksha King is stepping on a pair of black lotus platforms, the first hand on the left holds a five wisdom vajra pestle, which can destroy the ten kinds of troubles and prove the ten kinds of truth, and the first hand on the right holds a vajra bell, which is said to vibrate sentient beings with the ringing of the bell.

With the wisdom of Prajna, alert the crowd and subdue all evil spirits."

"After all, this Dharma Protector God I am sending is a fake, and I can't get his true meaning, so that's just the Black Lotus Table, and now the Heavenly Drum and Thunder are quite suitable, but there are still two real Demon Suppression Blades in my hands."

The tone of the Great Black Mingshen can be called an understatement, and suddenly he jumped higher in the sky, and his eyes were level with Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, and he stepped on two heavenly drums under his feet.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the more penetrating statue of the Autumn God: "Little brother, the vermilion golden snake that specializes in the unprincipled way, and the blue and golden moon that respectfully pursues the heavens are very good!"

At this time, Ding Chengyuan had already restrained his horror and regret, and said coldly, "You really dare to think about it! It doesn't matter if you give up our family's bloodline, and don't even do it, it doesn't matter, with the face of the Hou Mansion, as long as you hide in the extraterritorial wilderness or the infinite wilderness, no one will deliberately embarrass you!"

"But if you dare to touch this statue of the Autumn God, you will be cut off from Saint Jiang and Daqi, and neither the Lord of the Kingdom nor the Demon Suppression Academy will let you go!"

After that, this Marquis An Feng's body shook and stopped directly between the statues of the Great Black God and the Autumn God, and the golden embroidery on the black robe suddenly burst into golden light, and it was as brilliant as the sun and the moon.

The big black god didn't see it, and chuckled lightly: "I'm afraid the elder brother has forgotten, the younger brother still has a strong reinforcement!"

Before the words fell, a loud whistle sounded behind Ding Chengyuan.

Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao saw it clearly, it was a bright red and white rainbow, jumping into the clouds from the direction of the main hall of the White Cloud Palace, dragging a long tail like a broom, bending and winding more than ten zhang in the air, turning around in the sky, and bumping into Ding Chengyuan's back without saying anything.

Its speed is like the wind, its sound is like thunder, and its light is like electricity, but it didn't give this An Fenghou a chance to react at all.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap explosion in the sky above Baiyun Palace.

Then I saw a red and white rainbow passing through the sky with a brilliant golden sun, straight like a white rainbow running through the sun, and like a comet hitting the moon, and the bright light and flames were all over the sky.

For a while, all kinds of dazzling flashes illuminated Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao's eyes were nearly blind, and they could barely see.

Wei Bao snorted, blood and tears were already flowing from the corners of his eyes, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and lowered his head, and even put the red gold knife across his forehead.

"That's ...... Tengu!"

Listening to the endless roar in the sky, Qi Jingzhi had this thought in his heart, his eyes revealed the essence of smoke, and his five fingers beat rapidly, struggling to remove all kinds of dazzling spiritual light in front of him.

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

Above the sky, although Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, said that he had received a heavy blow on his back, he seemed to be fine.

His whole body was shrouded in a golden aura that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and he was shouting angrily, colliding with a monster at close quarters.

The monster looked like an old dog standing upright, with very little hair on its body, a pointed head and a long mouth, a red upper body, but a white lower body, and a tail like a broom, the tip of which burst with fire from time to time.

Compared with the mysterious scene of the dragon claw flame and the peach flying sword competing for dominance on the Cao River, the dragon book fire talisman and the cold wind and red snow flying together, the fight between Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan and the comet-tailed demon dog is no trick, every time the fists and claws touch each other, kick and sweep, except that the battlefield is far away in the sky, there seems to be nothing surprising.

The Great Black God stood in the sky, silently watching the battle for a long time, and seeing that the two sides could not distinguish the winner in a short period of time, his expression was relieved: "Brother, you quietly stepped into the fourth realm, but you were not in a hurry to jump out to plot the position of duke or even the king, but kept it secret and waited forbearantly, these are actually not out of the expectations of the younger brother." Z.br>

"It's just...... If your "Fishing Chapter" only has this kind of fire, it will be too disappointing for the little brother. It's not about those who want to take the bait, it's about sitting and waiting!"

Leaving this cold sentence, this former Marquis of Anfeng, the current Great Black God of Yu Yuanzong, resolutely turned around and strode towards the statue of the Autumn God.

With a gesture, the Xuanjin Tribulation on his body suddenly turned golden, and the shape of a golden rooster faintly appeared.

At the same time, with every step he took, his body suddenly shrank in a large circle, and the inhuman appearance on the three faces was also changing rapidly, except that the number of eyes had not changed, the contours of his facial features were becoming more and more like the black-clothed monk before, and there were even black feathers emerging from under his skin, and in an instant, they were all over his body, looking like a three-headed strange bird with a human face and black feathers.

The next moment, like a golden rooster's golden robbery, he suddenly retracted it inward, and touched the black feather fiercely.

Just listen to the sound of a bang, and both are abruptly changing.