Impossible, according to the kiss when he died, Ao Lie Daoyou sensed a mysterious aura, and the dragon prince sealed in Yanzhou should be here, isn't it on a few nearby hills?" ［>

Before the Buddha could speak, he listened to the disciple who reported the news and explained: "According to what the master said a few days ago, the dragon kiss was swallowed by the predecessors of the Dapeng Ming King, but it is difficult to grasp the moment when the kiss died, not that the disciple doubted the induction technique of Ao Lie's predecessors, but it was a matter of the world, which changed rapidly, but it was ......" The man said this, but it was not easy to continue.

The Taoist in the blood-red robe listened to the disciple's words, and nodded in deep agreement, he also has some belief in the induction of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva, after all, a divine object like Yuwang Jiuding, if he is not born, it is as smart as the Yingzhou Duobao Daoist or his own ancestor Styx Sect Master wants to find out its whereabouts, and it is also difficult to climb to the sky. It's just that since Ao Lie came to the world, the technique of induction has never failed, and the Taoist Blood God Jun Ding Yin, who was dressed in a blood-red robe, temporarily suppressed the worries in his heart, and it was not until today that the disciple Shura God Lord mentioned this matter again, and Ding Yin's question was aroused again. It's just that although he agreed with his disciple's speculation in his heart, he didn't answer, and still fixed his eyes on the Buddha's body, his eyes full of questioning.

Natoutuo was the target of the two hostages of this master and apprentice, the Eight Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva Ao Lie, he naturally heard the words of the Shura God Lord, but with his current mental status, he naturally would not worry about the juniors of Shura, feeling the gaze of the Blood God Jun Ding, Ao Lie also turned his gaze to him, and said: "The poor monk is still quite confident in his skills, and he is sure that that person will be here!"

"This ......" Hearing Ao Lie's answer, the Blood God Monarch Ding Yin made a mistake and questioned him face to face, that is, he did not give him the face of the Buddha Bodhisattva, which would inevitably affect the future cooperation between the two sides, but if he believed his judgment, he led a group of masters to explore here for a long time, but there was no clue, and it was really a dilemma. Blood God Jun Ding said in his heart, didn't the dragon hide in the rat hole? In his heart, he couldn't keep a low profile, and immediately instructed his disciple Shura Divine Lord: "Shura took the children to set fire to me everywhere, and the poor Dao didn't believe it, that evil animal can still hide in the underground palace, as long as he is still here, he will be smoked out!" The firmness in the words could not be ignored. Ao Lie heard the command of the Blood God Monarch Ding Yin, and only shook his head slightly, but did not stop it.

When the Shura Divine Lord heard the anger in the teacher's words, he didn't dare to slack off, and turned around and entered the main hall again to set fire to his subordinates. For a while, I saw fireworks everywhere, which attracted many literati and pilgrims to come to watch, but when I saw the fierce men standing around the hall in front of the hall, I couldn't help but shrink my neck, and I didn't dare to step forward anymore, but just stood on the periphery and chattered non-stop.

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, this once glorious hall, but now it was broken here, saw that it was slowly engulfed by the huge mouth of the fire dragon, and the blood god Jun Ding Yin was also looking forward to staring at the burning hall with some concern at this time, but he was not worried about this hall that was burned by fire, but worried about whether the traces of the dragon son would appear as he calculated.

At this moment, with a loud collapse sound, I saw that the roof of the main hall was finally scorching with the flames, and collapsed partially, and the collapsed roof fell to the patriarch icon in the hall with the still burning flames, and the patriarch icon was also ignited, and at the same time, the huqin carved with the dragon head in his hand was also ignited.

At this time, Divine Monarch Ding Yin could no longer hide the disappointment in his heart, and sighed: "It seems that Longzi is indeed not here, and you made a mistake when Daoist Ao Lie came." ”

The Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva Ao Lie nodded slightly, a little lost and confused knowing why, he obviously sensed that the breath of the dragon was indeed here, how could he find nothing? Thinking in his heart, his eyes were through the doorway, looking towards the dilapidated hall, and when he glanced at the holy statue of the ancestor of the Qingjing Sect and the huqin held in the hand of the holy icon, his eyes lit up, and then he instantly regained his self-confidence, and shouted at the Blood God Jun Ding: "Not necessarily!" At that moment, regardless of Ding Yin's stunned expression, the seal in his hand was turned over, pinching the Donkey Kong wheel seal, and reciting the mantra of the third king in his mouth, only to see a golden light leaking out of Ao Lie's hand, forming a golden dragon shape, and blasting towards the ancestor statue.

The Blood God Jun Ding Yin thought that his words had stimulated this Buddhist Bodhisattva. It made him angry. Only then did he take the statue of the ancestor of other people's places to relieve his anger. Though it was because of him. It's just that he can't say anything about comfort. We can only wait and see what happens. I want to wait for Ao Lie to vent. Again to consol. Blood God Monarch Ding Yin stared at the Donkey Kong wheel seal in Ao Lie's hand. Looking at the dragon-shaped mark that blasted towards the Qingjing Sect's patriarch icon. I sighed in my heart: Although Buddhism is congenitally insufficient. but can stand side by side with the door.

Earned an opportunity to rob the land. But it has its own uniqueness.

Ding Yin also sighed to himself. Seeing that the dragon-shaped sigil was about to hit the icon. Suddenly there was a sudden change. But he saw that the huqin in the hand of the icon actually flew up on its own. With the shimmering golden yellow brilliance on the body. When the hollow turns into a golden dragon. Raise your head and roar. Ao Lie was not intimidated by his awe-inspiring momentum. Wait for the golden dragon to stop. I heard Ao Lie shouting: "Finally can't help but show up?" My dragon clan has used the secret art of the earth for tens of thousands of years. How could it fail so easily!"

The golden dragon was even more furious when he heard this. said angrily: "You junior. The age is only a few thousand years. Besides, why do you want to help these outsiders to intimidate your ancestor. Make the woe Xiao Wall. Aren't you afraid that the news will spread back to the clan? Are you sent to the Dragon Cutting Terrace?"

"Ancestor? Just by you, a bastard with impure blood. He also deserves to call himself a dragon. It's just that the dragon god vented his ** accident at the beginning. Ao Lie sneered.

These words turned the golden dragon's ground pale. Trembling all over. Although he also knew that his background was not so noble. But after all, it is the dragon god's own son. Now he is so humiliated by this descendant. How embarrassing. Not far away, the Earth Blood God Monarch Ding Yin was also shocked by Ao Lie's words, and his eyes fell out. He didn't think of it at all. This man is usually a man of few words. Gentle and elegant dragon prince. The mouth of the Buddha Bodhisattva can also be so vicious. Listen to the meaning of his words. turned out to be a blood-worshipping hot-blooded dragon clan. It was a big surprise.

"You, ignorant junior, Ann deceived me like this!" Then his body turned around, turning into a servant wearing a green headscarf and heavy makeup, and holding a dragon head huqin in his arms, the image did not match the atmosphere in front of him at all, and it was extremely funny.

Seeing this, the Blood God Jun Ding swept away Fang's decadence, and said in good spirits: "Yo, what is this for? Sing a big show? Sing quickly, if you sing well, Poor Dao will consider giving you a happy death." Although he was smiling and groaning on his face, his voice was extremely destructive, but it was Ding who was angry that this dragon son was hiding too deeply, allowing himself to lose face in front of Ao Lie, the Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva, and he was even more vicious than Ao Lie when he spoke.

Ding Yinzhi stimulated the dragon son, but he also had a vicious intention, he wanted to provoke the dragon son and make him lose his mind, so that he could find an opportunity. Unexpectedly, the dragon son was much more than everyone expected, not only did he become more annoyed, but slowly calmed down, and really played above the void. In an instant, I heard a beautiful piece of music coming out of thin air in the hands of the dragon, which was the floating clouds in the sky, as if I couldn't help but stop and listen. The sound of the piano is graceful and melodious, and the crisp place is like hearing the sound of the broken jade of Kunlun Mountain, or the sound of the phoenix; the gentle place, like the dew drops on the lotus flower; the bleak place, it seems to be the whole hall, and the whole mountain peak is shrouded in cold light; and the sad place is like a cuckoo crying blood, and the sad sound is continuous.

It is not surprising that the literati who came to watch could not help but dance to the accompaniment of these heavenly music, after all, those literati, although pedantic, would also do some unexpected rebellious acts when they were emotional. What was really amazing was that the subordinates brought by the Blood God Monarch Ding Yin were also dancing with the music in a daze, as if there was a great charm in the music, which made them involuntarily. You must know that most of them are people who have cultivated for decades, or even hundreds of years, and their mental cultivation is not comparable to those useless scholars who are mentally fragile.

At this moment, I listened to the sound of the piano and turned leisurely, from the previous Wan to melodious, and suddenly from the small bridge and flowing water suddenly became a golden iron horse, which made people's blood boil and burst into tears. At this moment, those left-handed monks who were still immersed in the poignant music and couldn't extricate themselves, the literati and also changed their complexions, from the sentimentality of the genius to the ferocious and violent in an instant, or raised their weapons, or simply went into battle shirtless, and forgot to kill their companions and passers-by who they knew or did not know, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of screams and shouts filled the entire stone peak. Blood God Jun Ding Yin and Ao Lie were also shocked at this time, they never thought that this person still had such a means, watching their disciples kill each other one by one, Blood God Jun Ding Yin's eyes were red, and it was the Eight Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva Ao Lie's eyes were also flashing with a sharp light, only to hear him open his mouth and roar, but he secretly used the Buddha's lion roar supernatural power, combined with the warm Buddha light on his body, where the sound passed, those monks and mortals who were charmed by the music finally stopped.

As soon as he heard the whistling, he heard Ao Lie shouting to the dragon: "The trick of charm is good, if the poor monk expects it to be good, you are the sixth prisoner cow among the nine sons of the dragon!"

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