Ding Chengyuan's expression changed sharply, and he let out a shout in his mouth, and the remaining gold embroidery on the golden thread robe rose from his clothes at the same time, turning into a golden flame in the wind, like a raging wall of fire, protecting his head and face.

In an instant, more than a dozen flesh-winged flying tigers no larger than the size of a bird's finch collided with the wall of fire, and they were burned to the point of squeaking and screaming, as if they had entered the ecstasy array, flying up and down like headless flies, but they couldn't fly out anyway.

The Tiger Monarch Daoist laughed strangely, and the tiger claw that grabbed Ding Chengyuan's throat suddenly changed direction, not only easily avoiding the cutting of the sunset molten gold sword, but also pressing a claw on the opponent's sword-holding forearm, and grabbing it hard without hesitation.

The sleeves of the golden silk coat rippled like a piece of black water, drowning the tips of the tiger's claws.

The Tiger Monarch Daoist was shocked, and hurriedly raised his arms and pulled them out, and at the same time leaned sideways and kicked Ding Chengyuan's waist hard.

It doesn't matter if you kick this kick, instead of using your strength to break free, the Tiger Monarch Daoist also fell into the golden silk clothes along with this foot.

"It's a good trick for a tiger's tail feet, and it's quite similar to a yellow dog peeing!"

The dogskin old man teased with his mouth, but his claws grabbed the Seven Stars Chill Hook and slammed it towards the oblique back, dragging Ding Chengyuan's body crooked and his feet staggering.

Ding Chengyuan struggled to stand firm, seeing that the dogskin old Dao insisted on locking the Seven Stars Chill Hook, and there was no other move, and the Tiger Monarch Daoist was deeply trapped in the golden clothes with one hand and one foot, looking quite embarrassed.

He immediately sneered at the two of them, "The Golden Silk Cloth was originally a thing of the Heavenly Clothes Sect, but how come Ben Hou looked at it, and the two of you knew almost nothing about it?"

The Tiger Monarch Daoist had to stand on one leg, but when he heard the words, he laughed: "Benjun is here, and he is asking An Fenghou to undress and give him a gift, so that Benjun can get a glimpse of the golden toad's magic method!"

The dogskin old Taoist shook his head slowly: "My own Dao system has not yet been cultivated, so why bother with other things? What's more, the golden toad's vein has not been broken, and it should be returned to its original owner!"

Although he said this, he only focused on cutting out his heart and removing his two claws, and did not have the slightest intention of touching the golden silk clothes, and obviously knew more than the Hujun Dao people.

At this time, the three of them restrained each other, crowded next to each other, and were inseparable in a hurry.

Between the two tiger eyes of the Tiger Monarch Daoren, he was suddenly surprised, and when he looked up, a yellow and black flame erupted, rising above the heads of the three people, looking like a strange fire cloud.

There are many figures faintly visible in the fire clouds, or monks, or Taoist priests, or officials holding copper seals, or sharp warriors wearing armor and holding swords, and more are singers and dancers wearing various colorful costumes.

These figures are old and young, male and female, tall, short, fat and thin, but they are all blue and black, with cold expressions, and they do not look like people.

A boy in Tsing Yi led by a wave of his hand, and a beautiful woman with a pipa in her arms came out of the crowd, waving the strings with her bare hands, and singing with her mouth open: "Tiger line, tiger line, long Ge Mo Song, long crossbow Mo Xuan!" If you don't love to kill, you can keep your stomach alive! A righteous gentleman, be merciful!"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Chengyuan's Jinyan Fire Wall seemed to understand, and the fire immediately weakened a little.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the pipa turned into a fierce one, and the lyrics of the beautiful woman and ghost also changed: "The morning is a fierce tiger, and the twilight is a fierce tiger." The tiger is not cowardly, and the martyr is not false."

After this sentence, the rest of the ghosts immediately responded in unison: "Cowardly the enemy humiliates his class, and lies to be gracious." The minions deceive the white blade, and they are bold and unprecedented......

In the majestic but ghostly singing, more than a dozen flesh-winged flying tigers were fierce and fierce, not only immediately got rid of Jin Yan's confusion, but also lay on the wall of fire in turn, hugging the golden flame and devouring it.

"An Fenghou, I don't know if Benjun's song "Tiger Xing" can still be heard?"

The Tiger Monarch couldn't help but laugh: "Now it's feng shui in turn! Your Dao Fire is certainly cleverly hidden, but it's a pity that this power is really not good!"

"It's no wonder that you have abandoned the family heirloom "Tiger Sutra", but you prefer to learn what Lao Shizi's "Fishing Chapter", and now you can only rely on the golden clothes of this religion to support the scene, which is really sad and lamentable!"

The Tiger Monarch Daoist smiled, and on the other hand, he had given up breaking free from the golden silk coat and turned desperate

With one throw, he pressed the remaining tiger claw on Ding Chengyuan's arm and tore it hard, making waves on the long sleeve.

"Huh! You are a fierce tiger Daoist, you don't practice tiger power well, and you want to use Dao fire to store these demons and ghosts, which is really putting the cart before the horse!

Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, stabilized his body and showed disdain: "It's just that he has raised a few armor soldiers and singers, and he dares to sing this battle song in front of Ben Hou, which is even more ridiculous!"

Before he could say a word, the ordinary-looking wall of golden flame in front of him suddenly rose into the sky, not only engulfing more than a dozen flesh-winged flying tigers again, but also enveloping the yellow and black fire clouds above his head and the ghosts who were singing hard.

At the same time, the battle hymn, which was far more passionate and heroic than the ghosts, resounded in the heavens and the earth: "Thousands of thunders, ten thousand horses, Yuan Rong is wild, Ge Ling is in the clouds, feathers sweep neon, and flags blow the sky......

In the blazing golden firelight, the sun and moon are faintly visible, the barren hills, the wilderness and the fortified city, and there are thousands of troops and horses, calmly laid out: "Yan Yan is scorching, raising the light and flying literature, spitting flames and wind, and the mountains are sprayed in the wilderness, the sun and the moon are bright, and the hills are shaking!"

Hearing this, the Tiger Monarch Daoist had already changed his color in shock: "Isn't your scripture the "Fishing Chapter", how can there be all the battle array hidden in the fire?"

Ding Chengyuan didn't pay attention to him, but instead opened his mouth and chanted: "Then gather in the middle of the army, Chen Shi's case, the trilogy, the school team, the three armies, and the sworn general!" Then raise the beacon drum, Shen Ling three-wheel drive, the car is excited, and the horse rides the electric ......

With his chanting, Jin Yandao condensed into a Chinese army daqi, standing behind An Fenghou, hunting and flying in the sky.

On the golden flag, chariots galloped, thousands of horses swept away, and countless soldiers formed a four-seat array, separating and trapping the flesh-winged flying tigers and ghosts.

"Are those the four formations of Feiyu, Changhong, Repeat, and Bagua in the "Tiger Sutra"?"

On the ground, Geshu Dashi was dazzled: "The flag is rolling, and the husband is serving, and the husband should be like this!"

Wei Bao was originally from the military, and he was also stupid at this time, thinking of An Fenghou's promise, his heart immediately pounded.

Qi Jingzhi was not as strong and fierce as these two people, just because he had already seen that although An Fenghou's Jin Yan Dao Fire Banner looked more imposing, it was actually not much stronger than the Tiger Monarch Dao people in the realm.

Those flesh-winged flying tigers and ghosts seem to be trapped in the banner, but they have not suffered any substantial damage so far, and even with the addition of a dogskin veteran, the outcome of the two sides is still unknown.

At this moment, there was another change in the sky.

Ding Chengyuan, Marquis of Anfeng, suddenly stopped chanting, and the golden silk clothes on his body made the sound of waves rushing, and it was spread out in the air, turning into a sea of black water, and immediately involved the three people who were entangled together.

For a while, the golden flag hunted and the black water was turbulent, but the three great monks were gone.

The Tiger Monarch Daoist and the Dogskin Old Dao were caught off guard, and each roared again and again, stirring up the turbid waves of the black water and the sea, emptying and tumbling.

But in a moment, the Tiger Monarch Daoist shouted and was very angry: "This water is poisonous!"

Then Ding Chengyuan's laughter came out, and his tone was clearly full of surprise: "At the beginning of the encirclement and suppression of the Golden Toad Law King, I don't know how many masters of the Demon Suppression Academy and soldiers in the army were buried in these poisonous and filthy waters, and died a miserable death, you are so bold that you dare to collide with it!"

"Ben Hou deliberately took risks, just to see the secret method of the Heavenly Clothes Sect and see if there was any secret door left in this golden silk robe, but he didn't expect that the two of them really knew nothing, and they were even more defenseless, so they didn't need the backhands prepared by Ding!"

Before Ding Chengyuan's words fell, he heard a muffled snort from the old dogskin: "An Fenghou, you and I have an appointment in advance, how can you ...... Is this a spoonful of stew now?"

Without waiting for An Fenghou to answer, the dogskin old dao was followed by a loud shout: "Lao Dao likes to eat and cook, but he never likes to be served to the table!"

The shouting did not stop, only a thunderous explosion was heard, and a gap was broken in the black water and the sea, briefly revealing the figures of the three great monks.

The dogskin's hair was scattered, and a gray robe was tattered, and it was dyed by the sea

Jet-black.

He was the only one of the three who was not bound by his hands and feet, and at this moment he saw an opportunity, and immediately retracted his two iron claws, and jumped out of them before the sea closed.

Standing above the sea of black water, the dogskin elder looked down, and couldn't help but say angrily, "You Holy Jiang Sect Courtyard are really not good things! If the old Tao didn't have this skin with a noble temperament and a demonic Gu poison that is difficult to invade, I can't really say that I want your way!"

Hearing this, Ding Chengyuan smiled quite comfortably: "When the Dao Chief said that he wanted to retrieve the golden silk clothes, didn't he also forget about the previous appointment between you and me?"

As soon as the words fell, the sea surface of the black water sea suddenly soared, surging towards the dogskin old road standing higher, and the Jin Yan Dao Fire Daxu also spread with the wind, sweeping across the sky.

Seeing this, the dogskin old man became even more annoyed on his face, and he shouted in a low voice: "The cloth shirt is as black as a turtle, and it has not harmed the curling moon and the autumn moon!"

The next moment, everyone heard the sound of snow melting and ice cracking, and silver bottles bursting.

The remnants of the clothes on the dogskin old man's body stood up into powder, and the skin that was already cracked like a turtle was really cracked, and the inside was like a brilliant silver light like ice and snow.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Dao's tattered skin exploded, not only forcing back the black water and the golden flag, but also bombarding the two golden tiles that had just been repaired before.

These two golden tiles were originally inaccessible and impermeable, but at this moment, a big hole was broken in the connection between them, and the breath of the yellow spring flowed out of it.

The two demon monks and ghosts appeared, their faces were full of pain, and they opened their mouths to wail silently, and then they dispersed like green smoke.

As soon as it was too late, as a series of strange cries that looked like "grenades" sounded, a brilliant light flew up from the remains of Lao Dao, and without hesitation, it burrowed into the big hole and disappeared.

On the ground, Qi Jingzhi turned the smoke and feather coat into a spirit cloth and blocked the heads of the three of them.

Just because he didn't need the help of the silver blood flame at this moment, he could clearly see the hole in the golden tile and sense the breath of the yellow spring, for fear that Wei Bao and Geshu Dashi would not have the way to deal with the catastrophe of the gods and would suffer from the pond fish.

Although Yanxia Feather Coat is also infused with a hint of Huangquan breath, it is also impossible to look directly for a long time, but it is better than directly blocking the sight of the two and making them miss this rare experience.

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that the light that escaped into the Yellow Spring was wrapped in a strange beast that had never been seen before, with a body as big as a kitten, its shape was like a raccoon dog with a white head, and its body was agile and fresh.

"Once the cultivation reaches the fourth realm, the mysteries of the Dao are truly out of the human world, and when these great cultivators are stalemate, there is more nonsense in their mouths......

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but marvel in his heart, and Ding Chengyuan, who was in the middle of the black water and sea, even raised his voice in admiration: "I didn't expect this Dao Master to be silent, but he has already cultivated into the true form of the Heavenly Dog, although he is still a child, he can already be called a Heavenly Dog Wonderful Dao True Monarch!"

The admiration of this Marquis of An Feng seemed to be completely sincere, and he couldn't hear the chagrin of the slightest plan falling through and letting go of the prey.

As he spoke, his body had gradually surfaced on the surface of the black water sea, and a three-legged golden toad was stepped on under his feet.

At this time, Ding Chengyuan was full of energy, holding the Seven Stars Chill Hook in one hand, but the Sunset Molten Gold Sword in the other hand had already turned back into the previous long string of gold wire copper coins.

One end of the money string was held in the hand of this An Fenghou, and the other end was submerged into the mouth of the three-legged golden toad, as if this golden toad was caught by him with gold thread and copper coins.

Ding Chengyuan looked down at the sea of black water under his feet, and smiled at the Tiger Monarch Daoist who was still submerged in it: "Because you are from the same sect, don't you know that the three-legged golden toad is the most greedy by nature, and the place where you want to reach will turn into a filthy sea sooner or later?"

"It is precisely because of this that only when there is a good year and good luck is abundant, the yellow clam among the so-called five-colored toads will jump out of the filthy sea and appear in the world, and the world does not know what it is, but it reverses cause and effect, and regards it as a sign of good fortune!"

"That tengu just now didn't stir up the dust and escaped, and if you fall into the filthy sea, you cannibal ghost mountain monarch will only sink forever!"

"Speaking of which, the cold that has been produced in my house over the years

Except for the ones that were dedicated to the lord of the country, the rest went into the stomach of this three-legged golden toad, which finally made it develop a good habit of biting when it saw a hook!"

When the Tiger Monarch Daoist heard this, he couldn't help but roar angrily, but as Ding Chengyuan said, he never surfaced.

Ding Chengyuan stood on the back of the three-legged golden toad, and behind him Jin Yan Dao Huo Daxu waved in the wind.

He looked down at Qi Jingzhi, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he chuckled, "Qi Jingshi, Benhou asked you to be a witness before, and it should be at this moment!"

I saw this Marquis An Feng stepping on the three-legged golden toad, driving the golden Yan Dao fire and the black sea of filthy water, and rushed towards the golden nest divine bird above the main hall.

"Ding Chengyuan, as the head of the Ding family surnamed Jiang, will expel his younger brother Ding Chengli from the door from this moment on, and everything this person does in the future has nothing to do with the Jiang surname Ding!"

After finishing the sentence, the black sea of filthy water has surrounded the Golden Nest Divine Bird.

When the two touched slightly, the golden wald that formed the golden nest was damaged, and the black filthy water disintegrated and dissolved, turning into black smoke and bursts of scorched stench, and the Tiger Monarch Daoist inside also roared again and again, and even the flesh-winged flying tigers and a group of ghosts on the golden Yan Dao Fire Great Ring also perished one after another.

In the end, there was only a boy in Tsing Yi who was besieged by thousands of soldiers and horses on the banner of Jin Yandao's Daohuo.