The five princes are called "class cong", and among the many princes, he and the sixteen princes are the most elegant and the best at literary work. He stood up, the ink on his shirt gently stroked off. Looking around, he was already in the midst of a landscape ink painting. The fifth prince was pleasantly surprised: "This is... It's like the handwriting of Mr. Song Weng, am I not standing in the painting? ”

However, this painting is not a still painting, every mountain, water, wood and stone is "alive". A piece of ink stone on his side changed shape and turned into a jackal, the appearance was really rough, but the fangs were still there, and he pounced towards the five princes. The fifth prince did not dodge, but puffed up his palms, and three or two sounds actually shattered the jackal. He slipped a flute out of his cuffs and said, "I'll add color to this painting." Linglang's flute sound is like crying, like a fantasy, and a green pond is spread out at the feet of the five princes, which is also the first color of this ink painting.

Tang Daoyuan also walked into this scroll, twisting a two-foot-long ink pen in his hand, he painted in front of him, a long snake fell, burrowed into the soil, the mountain road turned into a dark pool with the snake's movement, and the snake also sucked up the ink to become a dragon, it surrounded the pond at the feet of the five princes, preventing it from expanding. And the sound of the flute turned loudly, a few white lotus flowers came out of the pond, the white lotus bloomed, its heart is a finger size of Fuwa, the little doll is a human appearance, stretched a lazy waist, raised his feet and jumped out of the lotus, the body instantly became the size of a human child, he was wrapped in a red silk, where he passed, the ink color changed, and his bare feet as long as they landed, it will definitely stir up a wave, warm and moist like a warm wave on the ink painting, but when it came to Tang Daoyuan, it was directly shaken away.

Tang Daoyuan fell into the mountain ink river, he secretly took off the mask and spat out a mouthful of blood. Putting on the mask, he looked back and saw that the barefoot doll had already transformed into half a piece of colorful mountains and rivers, and since then the painting has been divided into two, with color on the left and ink on the right.

The sound of the flute of the five princes is like a ring, raising the ears, and after he puts down the flute, the aftersound is still flowing and clear. He put away the flute, but took out a small drum, about the size of a child's rattle, he held the drum in one hand, held the drum keys in the other, fixed his eyes, and then knocked lightly on the drum surface, a blow shook the heavens and the earth, a white-haired giant whale jumped up from the quiet water, only the head was seven zhang wide, it turned into the inky world.

Tang Daoyuan's arm was about to turn into a phantom, a touch of river water turned into the ground, and then a patterned ink cow with two horns towering, and the other pushed the white-haired giant whale back.

As soon as the five princes withdrew their hands, the small drum floated in front of him, he held the drum keys with both hands, and knocked twice dexterously, the doll born from the white lotus, suddenly stepped on the fire wheel, held a strong spear, carried a gold ring on his head, and stood in a red silk, the five princes chanted: "Revenge Demon Technique - Eight-armed Boy - Nezha!" Then the drum beat tightly, like spring thunder rolling, pulling mountains and seas, Yue shook the ground and collapsed, and the demon Nezha roared, rushed across the dividing line, and turned over the river and the sea in the inky world.

Tang Daoyuan is like facing a great enemy, after thinking about it left and right, he waved his pen, spread out the scroll with his left hand, and wrote on it: "Hundred Lines of Painting - Kui Bone", a legendary demon beast of the beast clan is dyed by ink, it looks like a cow, but only one foot, blue-black skin, when it stands up, the storm is entangled, it screams like thunder, and the light of its eyes competes with the sun and the moon.

One side is the human demon Nezha, and the other side is the beast demon beast Kui Gu.

The demon Nezha is like thunder, and the bones have no arms and a single foot, like a tumbler that is held up by a pillar, but the storm is entangled, gathered into two arms, and the wind arm does not wave outward, but it hits his own body, shaking the mountains with one blow, and peeling off the skin of the second blow and turning into a group of monsters...

The demon Nezha threw out the golden circle, the golden circle hit the demon beast can bounce quickly, the red silk is like a fire dragon around the body, and the two wheels under the feet make a phoenix roar, and its sound can deter evil spirits...

I saw that the demon Nezha was hovering behind the bones, although the bones were in a hurry, they couldn't keep up with the speed of the demon Nezha, and the back of the neck and waist were attacked by more than a dozen shots, and they almost couldn't stand. Kui Gu simply turned his head to the sky, and after a low roar, his body was petrified into a rock. The demon Nezha attacked several times, but could not break it, at the same time, a black wind hovered over the rock, and the figure of the bone appeared from it, it was only half of the body, and illusory and invisible, but dozens of times larger, the demon Nezha was the size of a child, so in comparison, it was not as big as the nostrils of the black shadow of the bone.

The demon Nezha threw the golden circle into the air, Kui Gu knew the power of the golden circle, and quickly opened a passage in the black wind, allowing the golden circle to fly unimpeded, and then, with a poke of his head, he bit the golden circle into his mouth. The golden circle did not return to the hands of the demon Nezha, but appeared and was embedded in the rock below, no matter how hard the demon Nezha tried, he couldn't pull it out.

The five princes frowned, the drum beat urgently, and the golden light in the demon Nezha's body flashed out, and he actually conjured three heads and six arms, four heads were clever in the east and west, north and south, and the eight arms were each holding sharp weapons, and after a big howl, he stepped on the fire wheel and rushed into the air.

After half a pillar of incense, a crack appeared in the rock formed by the bones, and a firelight shot down, and the fire-tipped spear pierced through the rock and plunged into the ground, and the wail of the bones resounded through the sky.

This battle was defeated, Tang Daoyuan retreated with palpitations, but the demon Nezha did not rush to the line again, but dispersed his three heads and six arms, and suspended behind the five princes. The fifth prince smiled: "Don't worry, let's play for a while." ”

Tang Daoyuan calmed down after a while, he walked on the ink soil and came to the border, and the five princes also walked over, and the two stood on both sides of the dividing line between the ink world and the color world, facing each other. The fifth prince said: "This place is out of the imperial city, and the illusion is special, enough to let me have a good time, I haven't been so happy for a long time, although my demon revival technique is under the ninth brother and my father, but I have never lost the battle externally, today you can show your skills, let me see it." ”

Tang Daoyuan did not reply, but bowed slightly, and after the two were silent for a long time, Tang Daoyuan unfolded the scroll on his side and wrote: "Hundred Lines of Painting - Scourge." In an instant, the yin and yang of the ink-colored world were masterful, and a beast that looked like a dog and ink was condensed.

"Oh? That's it? The fifth prince doubted. Although the canine beast had a magical appearance, it was only three times larger than an ordinary canine, and it didn't look very powerful.

However, the scourge let out a low roar, and the body began to move up and down, and with the rhythm of its madness, black waves of fire began to rise in the inky world, and the mountains were burning, and the rivers were burning, and the rhythm of its fire was exactly the same as that of the scourge of the scourge. Tang Daoyuan drifted backwards, and the five princes also took a few steps back, while the demon Nezha stood in front of him.

"Go!" As soon as the five princes ordered, the demon Nezha immediately crossed the dividing line, who expected that as soon as he entered the inky sea of fire, the demon Nezha suddenly became restless, its skin seemed to be melting, but the five princes were extremely puzzled, because the demon Nezha is a fire in the legend, and he has never been afraid of flames, and the five princes specially magnified this ability, and should not be afraid of heat.

At this time, the five princes observed the strangeness of the sky in the ink-colored world, and layers of thin-colored ink yarn continued to accumulate in the air, if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see it, but with the accumulation of ink yarn, the sky became darker and darker, and the demon Nezha was even more painful, and even the movement was extremely inconvenient.

"Come back!" As soon as the five princes gave the order, the demon son was relieved, and immediately drove the hot wheel, retreated, and the moment he retreated, white steam rose all over his body, and the demon Nezha's energy was greatly frustrated, which made the five princes also feel tired.

The fifth prince looked at the other side and said: "I see, you have created a furnace that is bigger than heaven and earth, that dog beast is the heart of the furnace, the heat in the furnace is constantly accumulating, the longer the time, the hotter it gets, but in this way, how can you bear it?" ”

Of course, there will be no response, but the five princes are not helpless. He suspended the drum keys in the air, and then took out the long flute, the sound of the flute together, the color world was turbulent, the white-haired giant whale took off again, and after a few breaths, the whale's mouth was wide open, and a figure gradually walked out, only to see that the guy was a dragon horn, holding a trident, pedaling pearl boots, and between the two horns on the top of his head, was a dragon feather and long feather. The fifth prince whispered: "Demon Revenge - South China Sea Dragon King - Fighting God Ao Qin." ”

As soon as the fighting god Ao Qin came out, the faces of the five princes immediately turned pale, although he had been in the realm of Zhong Li for a long time, but at the same time he divided the energy of the two demon reversers, which was extremely fast, which was more energy-consuming than Fang Tianmu summoning ghost slaves, in exchange for his brothers, if he used the demon recovering technique, he would fight with the demon revenators at the same time, but he was elegant by nature, and his own combat power was insufficient.

In this way, the five princes can not delay time, the fighting god Ao Qin floated to the dividing line, the trident was inserted into it, and the halberd body immediately began to melt, but the rivers, lakes and seas of the world here quickly gathered towards the tail of the trident, a large amount of steam appeared, and a steady stream of water vapor was constantly pumping away from the temperature of the inky world. And the speed at which the water disappeared could not keep up with the speed at which the fighting god Ao Qin recreated the water, and those hot water vapor were swallowed by the white-haired giant whale and poured into the stomach, and in this way, the sea of fire in the inky world was actually suppressed.

The demon Nezha rushed into the inky world again, and this time, it didn't feel the slightest pressure.

After seven or eight breaths, the demon Nezha came back with a fire-tipped spear to pick Tang Daoyuan, and once Tang Daoyuan crossed the line, the inky world disappeared.

The fifth prince said: "You rely too much on magic, in fact, you are the same as me. ”

Tang Daoyuan was obviously injured, and the injury was not light, it took him a long time to recover a little energy, but he opened the scroll and wrote: "It's fun, it's fun" "But I'm dying" "I won't play anymore" "Solve you"

He got up, but the trident of the fighting god Ao Qin was across his neck, Tang Daoyuan tilted his head, a drop of ink dripped from his fingers, and the ink-colored world instantly appeared below, and Tang Daoyuan also successfully escaped.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth rotated, and the inky world below turned to the opposite side, and it was divided into two sides. And Tang Daoyuan once again summoned the bones.

"Hehe, why don't you understand, that thing can't beat me." The fifth prince sent the demon Nezha again, and the demon Nezha once again turned into three heads and six arms.

However, this time the battle situation was different, Tang Daoyuan waved his pen, and his whole body was covered with a layer of armor, and with another wave, the bone gave birth to eight legs, nine heads and twelve arms, and with another wave, the body of the bone bulged, and the body grew twenty times. The black wind is not strong, so it spun ink, the wind speed increased tenfold, the arm was not long enough, so the ink was long, and the twelve arms were more than 700 zhang.

The fifth prince was dumbfounded, and bluntly said that this was impossible, he thought that Tang Daoyuan's technique should be similar to the demon recovering technique, but even if it had been precipitated for thousands of years, it was impossible to change the body shape of the demon revenator or give changes to the original source.

Tang Daoyuan didn't seem to want to fight, his ink pen was still waving, and his bones were constantly evolving, and the demon Nezha and the fighting god Ao Qin were still opponents, the colorful world was swallowed up in an instant, and the howl of the five princes was covered by the black wind, and after a long time, on the street of the "Jian" National Imperial City, there was an ink-stained land, and two figures rose, and the five princes were lying on the ground, no heartbeat, and Tang Daoyuan lifted the mask, spit blood, and had several serious injuries on his body, and he could no longer fight.

The fifth prince would never have thought that the battle just now was actually completed in that scroll, and unconsciously, he was dragged into the world in the scroll, in that world, whoever has the ink pen is the king! If it weren't for this place, Tang Daoyuan really couldn't win him.