Just like the cognition that most people get through pastime readings such as scripts, whether it is a scattered immortal or an arhat, such immortals and Buddhas in the Middle Ages will inevitably have some old-fashioned styles and flavors.

Just like the nobles of the Middle Ages always admired the chivalrous demeanor on the surface, mixed with the position of the Northern Liao National Teacher, and there was a long list of official titles on the top of their heads, they also had to let themselves have a little dignity of their predecessors, so that they could be regarded as having some sense of achievement.

Even the Bull Demon King in "Journey to the West", who single-handedly worked hard to achieve the hegemony of the family on the West Heaven Road, when he reached the peak of his career, he couldn't help but have some calmness of "Danfang playing "Participation in the Deed". In this kind of realm, the second ancestor of a rebellious monster like Red Boy is naturally rarely appreciated.

In all fairness, Yin Xiaolou, a guy who is full of thieves, may not have the comprehension of this generation of demon kings, but he has been rampage all the way from the South China Sea to the Indian Ocean, but he has dealt with the local soil king, and he is very familiar with this kind of so-called superior demeanor full of twilight, and he is even more handy to deal with

But seeing him gently clamp the horse's belly, the war horse under his crotch knew his intentions, and proudly held his head high like this purple void man, and came to the outside of the fire and power array with light steps.

This outright provocation made the Liao people and horses trapped in the flame and power array red-eyed, desperately trying to break through the blockade of the arrow array and give a ruthless blow to the Nandao official in front of him who was not afraid of death.

However, in the midst of the fire, the natural rejection of the power of the Dongyang Fire Talisman against the evil things is particularly obvious. No matter what kind of fire-repelling techniques these Liao people and horses rely on, they can temporarily avoid being burned by the true fire of Dongyang, but they don't want to leave a step out of the arrow array.

Of course, there were also some purple-eyed Liao people and horses who tried to shoot arrows at Yin Xiaolou, but the arrows they shot were all burned into a handful of flying ashes by the swirling fire talisman arrows in the middle of the road.

Monk Pufeng came from behind the nearly 1,000 Liao people and horses with a hint of appreciation: "After all, it is the tall feet of that Shi Zhenjun, and regardless of this arrow array, this courage alone makes the poor monk very admired." ”

However, Yin Xiaolou's response was not so gentle: "Snake-faced, since you are also an expert, I won't say more, if you want to fight the formation, right? ”

The voice of the Pufeng monk still sounded unhurriedly: "The arrow array handed down by Shi Zhenjun, the poor monk has already seen a bit of mystery, but the dragon formation diagram refined by the poor monk is not idle. Today, if the poor monk's dragon formation can't break through the arrow formation of your faction, the poor monk is willing to return to Yanjing and persuade the Great Liao Emperor to pay tribute to the Great Song Dynasty. But if I am blessed by the Buddha, the poor monk is lucky to win, so I ask this Taoist friend to return to Shi Zhenjun, there are still three days in Daliao, please Zhenjun don't want to go against the sky and disturb the red dust, okay?"

Regarding Monk Pufeng's words, Yin Xiaolou just shook his head: "This matter is too big, I am a little Zixulang, and I can't be the master." Monk, you haven't said it, and I've never heard it, just fight when you should fight, don't talk about this nonsense without nutrition, okay?"

Choked by Yin Xiaolou, Pu Feng was still not annoyed, and his voice still came faintly from behind the two armies: "Doesn't the poor monk know this bit of proportion? However, Shi Zhenjun's status is precious, and he is the only remaining immortal Dao master in today's Dao Sect, how can he allow this junior poor monk to chatter in front of his old man? This Taoist friend, if you are willing to pass on a word, it will be full of hospitality." ”

At this point, Yin Xiaolou didn't talk much, and pointed out to the Pufeng monk who was facing each other in the next formation: "It's just such words, if you want to ask me to pass on the word, let me try your monk's skills first!"

With the movement of his fingertips, the sound of the sound of the fire array started in the air, but I don't know when Yin Xiaolou had already spawned several flame light arrows, hidden in the heavy true fire of the flame power light array, it was difficult at this moment!

Fu arrow raid, the seven points of Venus on the forehead of the monk Pufeng are bright and prosperous, and the string of big Buddha beads that have been hanging on his neck suddenly floated up, and even omitted the step of breaking free from the silk rope.

The crystal beads are round, not stained with dust, the talisman arrows are sharp, and the beacon smoke is roaring.

Different Taoist magical powers, on this burning snowfield, draw the boundary between life and death!

The fire that hit the center of the eyebrows was condensed like substance, and the smoke and clouds in the large beads of crystal jade rolled up uncertainly, but they were exactly the same killing machine, leaving no room for breathing.

At the same time that Yin Xiaolou urged the flame light arrow, the magic sword in his hand rolled up a piece of essence, and all the fist beads that attacked and killed close to him were twisted into the sword circle.

The magic sword exercised by fire and copper, the Buddha beads pondered by crystal jade, when they met at this moment, the sound of Jin Sheng and Yu Zhen was confusing to people's ears, not to mention the strong force contained in the Buddha beads, which bent the magic sword in Yin Xiaolou's hand. However, Yin Xiaolou's sword hand mobilized his muscles and muscles to an incredible degree

Tight, relaxed, taut, in the essence of the sword circle, the power of the counterattack rose continuously, and the Dongyang Sword Blessing Talisman on the sword body flashed again and again, gathering momentum, and recoiling!

The Buddha beads that were twisted into the sword circle flew out upside down, but smashed into the flame power array, and several Liao people and horses couldn't dodge, either their mounts were smashed by the Buddha beads, or a bowl of blood was directly penetrated from their bodies.

Just this time, I don't know how many lives have been harvested!

Of course, Yin Xiaolou's sword mouth also floated with a number of small cracks, and it was obvious that under this round of counterattacks, the burden on him was obviously a little bigger.

Compared with Yin Xiaolou, the performance of the Pufeng monk seemed to be much more comfortable, and there was a dark silver swift shadow floating on his side, with several big Buddha beads.

Whenever the Yanguang Arrow approached the side of the Pufeng monk, a Buddha bead suddenly caught up with it, forcibly changing the trajectory of the Yanguang Arrow in the impact. And the true fire of the cave yang brought by the flame light arrow was invisibly absorbed by the dark silver phantom.

Although the flight of the phantom was extremely fast, Yin Xiaolou could still determine that the real body of the phantom should be a tin rod used by people in the Buddhist sect when he listened to the sound of the rings in the wind.

The fiery power array cast by the Taoist soldiers locked the dragon formation formed by the Liao people and horses, and Yin Xiaolou and the Pufeng monk fell into a muddy battle in a one-move and one-style arrow exchange.

It seemed that this encounter was going to turn into a protracted battle that would take a long time, but at this moment, Yin Xiaolou's sword blade was picked up, and another crystal Buddha bead was knocked away, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the smoke cloud rolling in the Buddha bead suddenly went black

"That's not right!"

As soon as Yin Xiaolou's thought arose, the Buddha bead that was rolling in the middle like a cloud of ink smoke changed its trajectory very strangely, and it seemed to fall into the flame power array intentionally or unintentionally. Under the licking of the tongue of fire, this Buddha bead of unknown material was like ice chips falling into the brazier, and it melted away in an instant.

As the Buddha beads melted, a black smoke drifted into the Flame Majesty Array, and in less than a breath, the entire Flame Flame Array was dyed with a smoke black.

Of course, it wasn't just dyeing, the kind of black smoke that was darker than coal and didn't reflect at all overshadowed the light of the Dongyang True Fire in the Flame Majesty Array in the blink of an eye, stirring the entire arrow array into a daze. Those Liao people and horses who were struggling to resist the power of the true fire and evil in the Flame Majesty Array seemed to have assimilated with this inky smoke, and they couldn't find any trace of them at all.

It would have been okay if it was just the disappearance of the nearly 1,000 Liao troops, but with the smoke spreading, Yin Xiaolou's foothold was also infected by this ink smoke, and it was dim and difficult to distinguish the direction.

Before Yin Xiaolou could react, the ink smoke was surging, and there was another kind of divine power that was not inferior to the Flame Mighty Light Array!

If it is the true fire of Dongyang that intercepts the qi of the detached image, combines the laws of the Dao Gate, and evolves the four characters of "keeping the right and punishing the evil" into the magic of the talisman, then in the ink smoke that rolls over at this moment, it is the wind roaring, turning the originally most peaceful atmosphere into a turbulent flow of destruction that strangles all life.

And the most ironic thing is that more than half of this force relies on the updrafts created by the Flame Array after scorching the air!

But in the midst of this piece of ink smoke, there is a huge figure like a giant snake, shuttling back and forth for no reason!

Under the shroud of this ink smoke, Yin Xiaolou pinched his fingers as soon as possible, and suddenly urged the protective prohibition of the armor on his body.

From Yin Xiaolou's fire-patterned iron crown with a bun, from his red robe embroidered with Daomen's evil spirit talismans, and from the soft armor decorated with cloud patterns on the nail leaves, a breath of fresh air gently flowed out. This clear qi seemed to be weak, but at the moment when the clear qi surged around his body, several wind blades that were approaching Yin Xiaolou were in contact with this clear qi, and the meaning of the riot seemed to be slightly calmed down, and it was actually minus a few points of evil.

Rao is like this, Yin Xiaolou's shoulders sank, and a blood flower bloomed on the embroidered vermilion robe.

The injured Yin Xiaolou didn't say a word, his fingertips were burning vigorously, he raised his hand to wipe the wound, and temporarily locked the wound with fire.

At the same time, he sank his crotch, pressing the war horse under his crotch to neigh, and involuntarily knelt on all fours. But at the moment of kneeling, he let a fishy wind come from his face.

In the fishy wind, a strange python-like shadow could be faintly seen, with some purple-red scale armor that made people feel creepy for no reason, and disappeared again between the heavy ink smoke.

The so-called dragon formation diagram should have a dragon included, but those shadows like pythons hiding in the ink smoke are difficult for Yin Xiaolou to connect with the dragons that ordinary people understand

The so-called dragon, there are also called pig dragons, to put it bluntly, it is a big crocodile, even if it has become a climate for a long time, it is not a real dragon species.

However, the dark shadows of the strange pythons rolling back and forth in the ink smoke really make people think that they are dragons that rely on the flood to make waves.

And at this moment, the appearance of the Ink Smoke Monster Python that is rolling out from the Flame Mighty Light Array is the true appearance of this so-called Dragon Array!

The Flame Array itself was just a change in the killing array derived from the Five Directions Flame Array. The principle of this arrow array is to reverse the wonderful use of the five directions fire array to generate the five elements and isolate the yin and miscellaneous qi by borrowing the qi of the fire to isolate the miscellaneous qi of the five directions, and then use the fire qi to block the miscellaneous qi of the five directions in the array, and then use the Dongyang flame light arrow to urge the real fire. If the person presiding over the formation is cultivated enough to be skillful, and the people in the formation are all elite Dao officials like Yin Xiaolou, then the formation will naturally change, and the inside cannot be out, and the outside cannot enter, and it can also take advantage of the momentum of the true fire of Dongyang, simulating the change of Dongyang Eight Flames in one or two, and it is really a powerful golden stone.

If it comes to that point, don't say that the nearly 1,000 Liao people and horses that form the formation, that is, the image of the ink smoke monster python evolved by the Pufeng monk, will also be wiped out together, where will the remaining strength say what "fighting the formation with the array"?

But if you put the problem on Yin Xiaolou, it would be very unrealistic to have such a great prospect.

Not to mention, he was caught up in the dragon formation at this moment, and the Dao soldiers under his command saw his figure looming between the ink and smoke, and they were suddenly a little unstable

The army's heart moved slightly, and the flame power array that was originally in order suddenly revealed a little unstable, but it was the large puff of ink smoke that originated from the dragon formation, and the momentum was even greater!

And blocked by the formation, even if the sound is transmitted, it is extremely difficult, Yin Xiaolou has any military orders, and he can't command at this time.

For an army, a failure of the chain of command is worse than anything that goes wrong.

But at the moment when the Flame Majestic Light Array had revealed its clumsy appearance, in the sound of horses' hooves, another Daoist squad suddenly replenished from the left flank.

The Taoist who led the team looked simple like a farmer's child, but he had a fire pattern iron crown on his head, embroidered vermilion robes and cloud pattern soft armor on his body, just like Yin Xiaolou.

With the turn of the Taoist officer who led the team, he took over the command of Yin Xiaolou's department without saying a word: "Nanhua Lang Zhong Yun is here, all the combatants obey the command, continue to maintain the flame power array, and strengthen the operation of the formation!"

With his order, the follow-up batch of Dao soldiers did not urge more Yanguang arrows, but took off a longbow from the victory hook hanging on the saddle, in addition to the unique vermilion talisman of the Daohai Zongyuan Dao soldiers, the bow body was equipped with a complex pulley structure, with a bow body made of spring steel, revealing a complex but simple beauty.

At the sound of the bowstring, dozens of fine iron talisman arrows with talismans carved all over the body flew out, accurately filling the weak spots of the already declining Flame Prestige Array.

As these dozens of runic arrows filled into the Flame Majesty Array, the red light suddenly blazed again, and the ink-colored smoke in the Flame Majesty Array that had originally spread was suppressed by the Dongyang True Fire, and it was a little sluggish and began to fade, and even the strange pythons hiding in the Ink Smoke also reduced the frequency of their activities.

Moving his sword to avoid another sneak attack of the strange python, Yin Xiaolou looked at the fading ink smoke and the weakening wind blade, and whistled happily.

At the same time, he patted the silver rhino belt around his waist with some satisfaction, and the pair of communication magic mirrors that were hanging on the silver rhino belt indiscriminately also sounded softly.

"This thing is still somewhat useful, but why is it Zhong Yun from this stuffy gourd who received my signal for help?"

His doubts began, and the ink smoke dissipated again, revealing the full picture of the flame power array again.

It's just that compared with before Fang Cai's ink and smoke were filled, there were only a few hundred of nearly 1,000 Northern Liao horse troops left, and to say that those disappeared horse soldiers all died in Fang Cai's round of conflict, but their corpses could not be seen.

The dragon formation diagram was already very weird, and Yin Xiaolou, who had dealt with this weird formation diagram, couldn't tell what kind of path this formation diagram was. Naturally, don't expect Yin Xiaolou to be able to analyze the basic law of the Dragon Formation Diagram in such a short period of time, such a difficult errand, and above the Daohai Sect, only a certain bearded immortal warlock is considered to be a skilled hand in this way.

But the loss he suffered in the Dragon Formation just now, but don't expect Yin Xiaolou to ignore it, since in Zhu Mingdan Heavenly Mansion, he Yin Xiaolou has always been disgusted with the taste of pirates, then there is a pirate's unique stubbornness and persistence.

At the moment when the ink smoke subsided from his side, Yin Xiaolou was at the right time, the sleeves of his robe were slightly raised, and a plain white rattan paper flew out.

The rattan paper burned when he saw the wind, and in a clear deer roar, Yin Xiaolou suddenly jumped up from the back of the war horse, and suddenly approached the nearest Liao horse army like a stag.

As Daohai Zongyuan's "most pirate-like Taoist official", Yin Xiaolou also has the vicious eye of a thief when choosing a target to hijack, and the Liao man who was overturned and dismounted by him showed that he had a more special status in this group of Liao people and horses.

As soon as he succeeded, Yin Xiaolou raised the magic sword upside down, and slammed the back of the opponent's head with the sword.

This blow was quite heavy, and it also used the true qi of the upper door to penetrate directly, and the other party didn't even snort, and fell down so softly.

Yin Xiaolou jumped on the horse with this captive in one hand, and yelled at Zhong Yuncong on the other: "The idea is too hard, stop these guys for me, you must send this tongue back to the former enemy headquarters!"

Regarding Yin Xiaolou's judgment, Zhong Yun nodded slightly, then pulled out the magic sword on his waist and greeted him directly: "Cover Yin Zixu, brothers follow me!"

But at this moment, the Pufeng monk was carrying a yellow-skinned gourd, but he rode his horse unhurriedly and hurried forward a few steps: "The Taoist officials of the Southern Dynasty, since they can't win by fighting in formations, if they don't leave some colorful heads, they just take the loot and want to leave, don't you underestimate the poor monk's methods?"

As he spoke, a big Buddha bead emerged from the fading ink smoke again, and rushed down towards Yin Xiaolou and Zhong Yun!

Zhong Yuncong shouted angrily, and the sword blade slashed towards several Buddha beads, but at the same time, a chill poured out from behind him for no reason, if it weren't for Zhong Yuncong who felt the spider-silk subtle cold air swimming away from close range, he would only think it was his own illusion.

But it was such a faint cold air that swam, but it suddenly increased the moment it crossed Zhong Yuncong.

Even elite Dao officials like Yin Xiaolou and Zhong Yuncong could only distinguish a few subtle sounds, like steel needles hitting the glass plate.

But in the shattering sound of the continuous sound, the big Buddha beads that spun freely lost their heads in a blink of an eye and fell to the ground one after another.

Variables suddenly arose, Yin Xiaolou and Zhong Yun never intended to fight, nodded to each other, fought their horses one after another, and turned backwards: "Everyone listen to the password and prepare to change the formation!"

Although the Taoist squad led by Yin Xiaolou and Zhong Yuncong, whether it is an embroidered vermilion robe or a fire pattern iron crown, it is difficult to distinguish their affiliation. But at this time, it is easy to distinguish the difference between the two forces.

The Dao soldiers who belonged to Zhong Yuncong were still calm, and they just quickly changed their instructions, responding to the orders of their military commander.

The Dao soldier who belonged to Yin Xiaolou had a look of excitement on his face that was difficult to hide while changing his instructions.

And the reason why a certain Yaksha king's subordinates were so excited immediately appeared.

As the fingers of the Dao soldiers changed, those runic arrows that were nailed into the ground, and those that were shuttling back and forth in the Flame Majesty Array, converged in the same direction.

These steel-forged talisman arrows began to collide with each other in unison as they changed their mode of operation, and at the same time as the talisman arrows collided, first sparks, then fireballs, and the violently burning flames suddenly burst out, turning into a huge cloud of fire that covered the sky and the sun, and swept through the snowfield.

Just as the Five Directions Flame Array was able to transport the Qi of Separation from Fire and resist the invasion of miscellaneous qi externally, the Flame Array of Flame Majesty inwardly sealed all miscellaneous qi from leaving. When the Flame Array was reversed, the Flame Qi that was forbidden in this sealed array would be released violently.

And if in the process, it is mixed with other things, then it is like pouring a scoop of cold water into the oil pot that has entered the boiling point

Swirling clouds of fire burned across the snowfield, swirls of fire bringing up a whirlwind that swallowed everything, engulfing everything within reach in the heat of destruction.

Only Yin Xiaolou's incision of "The wind is tight!", still faintly sounded in the distance......

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The fire burns continuously, and even steel can be melted and twisted in such heat.

However, in the winter snowfield, the fuel available for burning was much scarcer, and gradually, the fire clouds that had once swept almost up to the sky gradually lowered, revealing the scorched and pitch-black earth.

In the embers, Monk Pufeng still carried his yellow-skinned gourd on his back and walked calmly in this fire.

Behind him, a group of silent Liao sergeants, with their purple-red eyes open, followed the Pufeng monks, following in unison.

Monk Pufeng walked a few steps in the fire, and suddenly leaned down and picked out a charred Buddha bead from a small pile of ashes.

This bead looks intact, but if you touch it with your fingers, you can see that there is a small hole on the surface of the bead that is not more than the thickness of a silk, as if someone has pierced it with a steel needle.

Pinching this Buddha bead, the monk Pufeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Is there really a hidden master in the shadows to cover? Almost silently, the poor monk's mixed yuan bead was broken. ”

In the voice of emotion, the Pufeng monk looked at the more than 100 remnants of the Liao army behind him, and smiled to himself again: "Nearly a thousand dragon pills, and the elite that can be created in the end is only these? If it weren't for these masters under Shi Zhenjun, the poor monk would be able to sweep the Song Kingdom with only this thousand dragon army, but it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

In the sound of "pity", the Pufeng monk still waved his hand to these remnants of the Liao army: "More than 100 dragon troops, after all, it is difficult to arrange a formation, we still have to go back to meet the big stone Linya, and then replenish the men and horses." No matter what, the remnants of the dragon qi in Northern Liao must have someone to rely on after all, I just hope that this big stone forest tooth will not have the wrong idea!"

After that, the snake-faced monk turned around and left with the yellow-skinned gourd on his back, and the more than 100 dragon troops turned around and left with him.

Only in the snow nest in the distance, Wanyan Yan, who was hiding in it, stared at the charred black earth, and shouted to the deputy beside him: "Alihan, pinch my leg to see if I am dreaming?"

His deputy, Alihan, was also a disciple of the Wanyan Division, and he grew up with this Wanyan Sect since he was a child, and he just sighed when he heard this: "Strange! It's so weird! How could these southerners be beaten by Liao dogs for so many years? And these Liao dogs, if they are really so fierce and able to fight, why were they killed so miserably by our Jurchen sons in Yazihe, in Huanglong Mansion, and in Babugang?"

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