lethal arsenal

Chapter 308 White Flame Pig?
The big feet covered with purple hair stepped on the bloody pond. The white flame dragon took the towel handed by the maid and wiped the bright red blood on his body.

"Where's the blood wine?"

Just as he commanded.

boom!
Two copper doors weighing a thousand kilograms were pushed open.

"Brother, Gumu City was demolished by the Qing government."

The White Flame Tiger, who was neatly dressed in talisman armor, opened the door and said in a deep voice.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in that one eye, which was dissatisfaction with the White Flame Dragon who was still enjoying himself when the enemy was approaching.

"what?"

Bai Yanlong's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Has the ancient Mu city been lost? What does Kazim do for food? Is Agubah useless? Is this his promise?"

The white flame dragon spurted two streaks of scarlet blood from its nostrils and cursed angrily.

Although the White Flame Dragon and the White Flame Tiger are two brothers from the same mother, they are very different.

The White Flame Tiger was dressed in talisman armor, and he wished that every cell in his body would be covered by the talisman armor's defense.

The White Flame Dragon is covered in purple hair and looks like a human bear.

The most exaggerated thing is that these purple hairs are densely packed, coming out of every pore of the body, exuding an evil and demonic aura. At the belly button of the White Flame Dragon, there is a big closed mouth.

"No!"

"It's not a loss, it's a annihilation, a complete annihilation."

"An extremely huge ancient city that had weathered for thousands of years and could not be completely covered by the desert was completely destroyed in one day!"

"Where the city was once built, there was not a single stone, only yellow sand, endless yellow sand."

Bai Yanhu refuted his brother's words.

"What? Annihilation?"

The white flame dragon was furious.

"Agubo is such a bastard, bastard!"

While cursing angrily, a thunderous sound erupted from the huge canine-toothed mouth on his belly.

"So my good brother, what should we do now? Who is leading the army?"

Bai Yanlong asked eagerly.

The mouth on the belly and the mouth on the head made anxious sounds one after another.

This also means that this body is controlled by one consciousness.

"Who else could it be? Zuo Jigao!"

Bai Yanhu glanced sideways at his brother.

"It's him again!"

The white flame dragon was furious, and with a tearing sound, he tore off the arm of the maid next to him.

The maid let out a miserable scream, but the next moment, the scream stopped abruptly, and the big hand covered with talismans suddenly broke the maid's neck.

Several other maids in the room fell to their knees, trembling with fear.

There was a big gaping hole in the belly of the White Flame Dragon, and he stuffed his blood-stained arm into it.

in an instant.

The terrifying sound of chewing resounded in this hall filled with the smell of blood.

"Not only that, there is also a very powerful military commander, a young military commander who has power that is not inferior to the ancient gods."

Bai Yanhu said in a deep voice, obviously after contacting Lin Dong, he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

"Is this already the case?"

"Then, how about we go!"

Bai Yanlong paused in his voice and said with great wit.

"You and I have more than 1 zombie soldiers and dozens of military leaders in our hands. No matter where we go, we are a powerful force. The White Czar, the Khan of the Kokand Khanate, and even the poisonous Buddha will accept us. You said you were leaving?"

Bai Yanhu asked back with anger in his voice.

Bai Yanlong turned his eyes and thought.

When Zuo Jigao came to the city with his troops, if he had not caused trouble and lacked courage, the holy war launched by the Peacock King Sect might not have ended so early. Will he make the same mistake again now?

"Besides, let's go? Where can we go and retreat without a fight?"

"Will King Peacock Ming still favor us? Don't forget, we are evil beings that are hated by all the ghosts and gods in the world."

Bai Yanhu said impatiently.

"That……"

The white flame dragon tilted his head, pulled off the maid's head, grabbed it and sent it to the big mouth on his belly.

"Then why don't you send me out and send me to King Peng."

The mouth on the white flame dragon tilted its head and said. When speaking, it did not affect the big mouth on the belly while eating.

"what?"

Bai Yanhu was displeased and angry at his brother's cowardice. The enemy hadn't even seen him, so he really wanted to escape just by relying on his own description?You don't deserve to be called White Flame Dragon, why are you called White Flame Pig?

Just know how to eat and eat.

But in this case, Bai Yanhu did not say it out loud, thinking that it would hurt the few brotherhoods.

"Why do you want to leave? Demon King Peng, the kind of cruel demon who slaughtered a main city of the Kokand Khanate at every turn, do you think he will protect you?"

Bai Yanhu suppressed the anger in his heart and asked again.

"Of course it's dangerous. Didn't you say that Zuo Jigao's army is outside? There are also terrifying generals!"

Bai Yanlong rubbed his ears with his furry hands, looking troubled.

"Bastard!"

Bai Yanhu scolded his brother.

"You are the younger brother, so I should sacrifice for my brother. I am the eldest son and the most devout believer of King Peacock Ming. Demon King Peng is the protector of Peacock. How can he still eat me? Besides, I still have an order from King Peacock Ming in my hand, although it is only It can be used in Loulan, the southern border, but it is enough to protect yourself."

Bai Yanlong said heartlessly.

"You damn bastard, are you worthy of being my brother?"

The White Flame Tiger gritted his teeth.

Hey hey hey.

The White Flame Dragon smiled evilly: "Anyway, if the army breaks through the city gate, I will escape."

"you……"

White Flame Tiger felt a strong sense of frustration.

Why did King Peacock Ming choose him as a saint from a compatriot of the same mother? Why?
In what way am I worse than this brother?
In terms of courage, skill, magic, and ability to command troops, I am not better than him in any of them.

why?
Bai Yanhu took a deep breath: "Okay, if nothing can be done, I will try my best to send you out... At least one of us must survive. As long as one does not die, the other will be resurrected for up to a thousand years."

"That's for sure, one must survive."

"By the way, what happened to the elite troops that Xiaohu brought out?"

Bai Yanlong asked, tearing off another bloody thigh from the maid's body and handing it to Bai Yanhu.

The White Flame Tiger did not pick up the blood food. He frowned and stopped talking.

"Is it dead?"

Bai Yanlong asked again.

Then he comforted his younger brother, "It's nothing. Soldiers and generals like that can be mass-produced by catching a group of living people. At most, we will consume a little blood source."

……

In the desert, horses neighed.

The flag, embroidered with a red flying dragon pattern and with a white background, was cut off by the passing sword energy, turned upside down and inserted into the sand.

Lin Dong, whose face was as cold as iron, killed all the purple-faced zombie soldiers who were exuding black energy.

The biting murderous intent was like an intruding tsunami, and the roaring wind was roaring over the yellow sand desert.

The tip of the Japanese sword cut open the armor, and cut open the chest of the zombie, which was said to be comparable to gold and iron. The golden light under the sun shone on Lin Dong. He knelt on one knee, beads of sweat on his forehead, and the dark blue Magic patterns intertwined with the arms.

Under the broken banners everywhere, there were countless corpses.

"Isn't it just a hundred?"

Lin Dong muttered to himself.

He gasped and stood up slowly: "If it weren't for me, the Nine Fire Flame Dragon would have been refined long ago."

Nine Fire Flame Dragon is the name Lin Dong officially gave to the flame dragon transformed from the fire of Udumbara. The meaning is simple and clear, that is, he hopes that one day he can accumulate enough nine to form a powerful magical power.

In the battle with Shebishi, all the fire of Udumbara evaporated.

It's not that Yanlong can't be used again, but it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate.

The temple in the Palace of the Prison King and the Demon Suppressor, where believers are sent out.

The killer is a follower of the Hell King and a follower of the mighty Vajra Bodhisattva (King Tau Ming).

Without chanting sutras to kill people and offering pure faith, there would be no fire of Udumbara.

In other words, the more people killed and the more believers contributed, the stronger the Nine Fire Flame Dragon would be.

Nine Fires refers to the representation of extreme numbers, rather than a constant quantity.

Lin Dong believed that as he continued to grow stronger, one day he would be able to punch and create a majestic sight of thousands of flame dragons roaring in unison.

His eyes passed over the yellow sand, as if he saw the oasis outside Cheshi City.

"Yinhuosha?"

It's time to solve this problem. Even if it can't be stopped, Zuo Zongtang's soldiers can't be allowed to drink the poisonous water.

"I hope it's not too late."

Lin Dong blew a whistle and used the little energy he had left to summon the ghost tiger and rush towards the west.

After one fierce battle after another, he was so tired that he fell asleep on Gui Hu's back without even realizing it.

(End of this chapter)