lethal arsenal

Chapter 397 Hanshan

There was a sudden light between heaven and earth, and blue-purple thunder illuminated the sky.

Thousands of electric arcs flashed, instantly illuminating Shuntian Mansion, which was shrouded in lead clouds and plunged into eternal night.

The thunder was like the tide of a river, flooding Shen Lian's whole body.

Shen Lian groaned, and fell headfirst with a body that was said to be a martial arts saint.

Ups and downs, the heads of thousands of ghosts and monsters floating in the air were pierced by lightning in an instant.

Most of the evil ghosts didn't even howl before they were beaten into powder by the thunder.

As soon as the Yuquan Sword was drawn, the ministers in the distant palace immediately shouted loudly.

These ministers are all people who have read poetry and books. They have literary spirit in their hearts. They have been trained to have a will as strong as steel. Even if they are calm in chaos, they are just entry-level Qi-nurturing Kung Fu.

However, at this moment, he still couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

In fact, the thunder and lightning attracted by Ma Zhenyi's sword was too vast.

"Tianwei."

"God is mighty."

Some of the courtiers couldn't help but speak in a deep voice, and when they came to their senses, they quickly lowered their voices.

Chongzhen also looked at the various visions under the sky, thunder, flames, and the floating evil ghost heads, and his mind was filled with mixed emotions.

Emperor Chongzhen didn't even care about the minister's gaffe in front of the palace.

He couldn't help but think of Li Ruolian's parting words when he was kicked out of the capital and sent to Nanjing.

At that time.

Not long after Chongzhen came to power, the palace doors were closed. Li Ruolian, known as the Immortal in the world, was a spy leader who was afraid of Chilong Island, Lion Grove, Chaishan Sect, Mahayana Sect and other sects in the world.

He fell to his knees and spoke earnestly.

"Your Majesty, not to mention the three religions, even people from the three religions must be on guard. Back then, Liu Bowen and Ranchenzi Juedi Tiantong were just to eradicate the disasters of the Shinto? What if the Holy Spirit laid off the Shenwu Army? , who will deal with these people in the world in the future?"

Li Ruolian burst into tears as she spoke, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Chongzhen thought for a long time, "That's all, you go to Yingtian Mansion to train the army."

The voice came through the palace gate, and Li Ruolian was overjoyed...looking at the thunder in the sky, "How can a power that is not under my control exist in this world?" Chongzhen had ulterior thoughts and his eyes were dark.

The thunder light gradually disappeared, and a flash of brilliance flashed on the Yuquan Sword.

Ma Zhenyi slowly floated down from the palace.

He is quite a bit like an immortal. The Jade Spring Sword in his hand has flowing luster and mottled blue and purple colors. This sword uses the Quanzhen Nine Heavens Lightning Technique. Its power is as powerful as the Daomen Dongxuan realm. It can be turned twice in one turn. Thunder disaster.

“Sometimes, when people give you a thumbs up, it’s not to praise you, but to take aim.”

Lin Dong knelt down and smiled softly at Shen Lian, whose body was charred in the huge pit.

Boom.

Shen Lian pulled out his head from the pit, and the ferocious wooden mask completely melted into his face.

On the charred body, a strange scarlet branch emerged from the dry and cracked arm.

"The power of thunder is destruction, great annihilation! But in the same way, there is also a trace of vitality in the thousands of thunders. Have you ever heard of lightning striking wood? Young green trees are often born among the broken wood struck by thunder and fire on rainy days. The branches and leaves come."

The hoarse voice paused.

"And Jianmu is the same."

Shen Lian said without any emotion in his voice.

"Hmph, that's nonsense."

Lin Dong's smile remained unchanged.

"You look like this now, should I call you Shen Lian? Or the Prisoner of the Wood Demon?"

Lin Dong stretched out his arms and grabbed Shen Lian's neck.

Shen Lian was as weak as he was lifted up high by him. Scarlet buds kept popping out of his broken body, limbs, joints, chest, head, neck, and every vital position.

dong dong.

In the palace, the bells were ringing loudly.

The Yongle bell rang suddenly, and outside the Yongshou Palace, the civil and military ministers looked around blankly.

"This is...", "This is..."

Very few ministers still don't know what is said.

Other ministers reacted - the Yongle Bell rang.

So, who rang the big bell on the drum tower of Han Jing Factory?

Zhu Di spent his military life and believed in Buddhism in his later years.

When the capital was moved, there were three major projects: the Forbidden City, the Temple of Heaven, and the Yongle Bell.

There are two to three hundred thousand inscriptions engraved on the bell, thousands of heavenly scripts and talismans, blessing various Buddhist and Taoist spells. The ringing of the bells scares evil spirits tens of thousands of miles away. On important festivals, even the civil and military officials of the dynasty wear cassocks, just like monks, chanting sutras along with the bells, so as to bless the dragon energy and pray for the dynasty.

After Renzong succeeded to the throne, it was no longer possible for the national power to support the bell-ringing event.

There was extravagance when horse races were held, lamps were lit, sesame oil was spread for ten miles, and bells were rung to pray for blessings.

This activity gradually fell into disuse.

During the reign of Emperor Tianqi, civil servants once reported that dismantling this object would bring bad luck.

However, later on, no one cared about the big bell of the demon god coming to the world.

At this time, when the bell rang, all the officials had strange expressions on their faces, and Chongzhen's two phoenix eyebrows were tightly twisted together. The nine-fire flame dragon in the air trembled wildly. Amidst the buzzing of the copper bell, a dragon-shaped figure appeared. It was a bit chaotic.

Boom!

Shen Lian grabbed Lin Dong's wrist.

Thousands of silk threads emerged from the fang mask, which was densely covered with traces of thunder strikes.

Like long snakes, they were strangling towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong's lips were also filled with a sneer, his fingers kept exerting force, and the nine-fire flame dragon from the sky suddenly pounced down, swallowing him and Shen Lian.

fire!

Endless fire, golden red flames poured down.

With Lin Dong at the center, the golden fire was like molten flames, constantly spreading in all directions. The ground was hit by the fire dragon and spread like a spider web. On the floor tiles, every crack was filled with scorching heat. of flowing flames.

The interpretation of the word "Thunder".

Annihilation!

The horns are as white as snow, the eyes are as big as lanterns, the nine-headed bull demon has a bloody mouth.

There was a string of human parietal bone beads hanging between the neck of the largest head, and strands of white hair were spread out. A tall body like Chi You appeared behind Lin Dong as if he had stepped through many forest temples.

The phantom of the bull demon looks up to the sky and roars.

One after another, tender red branches were burned by the flames, but they kept coming out of Shen Lian's body, trying to tie up Lin Dong like living creatures.

The branches that bound Lin Dong were set on fire one after another.

Lin Dong was holding a large gun made of thunder. He held the gun horizontally and pressed down with his thumb. The head of the gun was about to pierce into Shen Lian's head.

Shen Lian's neck was tightly grasped, and the veins on his forehead kept beating. A big black hole had been poked in his forehead by the thunder. The cracks in the mask continued to expand. The crack, crack sound was extremely soft in the boiling flames, but every blow was like a big bell. Lu Ban exploded in Shen Lian's heart.

Once the mask is broken, it means the defeat of the Wood Prisoner Demon.

"I won't lose, no."

"Never lose!"

The brows drawn on the mask were raised high, and Shen Lian's eyes couldn't help but roll, and he smiled ferociously.

"The Nine Heavens Youdu Formation has begun! Hahaha, the Nine Heavens Youdu Formation has begun."

There was endless madness in the laughter.

"Youdu Formation? What is that?"

Chongzhen could certainly hear Shen Lian's arrogant voice and thought about it over and over in his heart.

The ministers looked at each other.

"not good!"

Ma Zhen pinched the Liu Ren Shen Jue with one hand and silently calculated the calamity, secretly saying that it was broken.

Click.

In the palace, the seismograph sphere opened its shell and rolled to the ground. Amidst Shen Lian's desperate and maniacal laughter, the bell tower of Hanjing Factory suddenly cracked with a huge mark.

The surging yellow-brown water spurted out from the earth's crust, submerging the bell tower in an instant.

After the Yongle Bell was swept away by the yellow spring water, the inscriptions blessed by the gods and Buddhas completely disappeared, leaving only a mottled, patina-like rust on the bell.

Click.

The wood hanging the bell rotted, and with a clang, the Yongle Bell, which once spanned thousands of hectares, fell to pieces.

The entire bell tower was on the verge of collapse. Within a moment, it collapsed and its foundation was unstable.

The diffuse yellow spring water turned into an angry tide and headed towards the three main halls of the palace, seeming to envelop the entire underworld with the death energy, washing away and decaying everything in the world.

Everywhere you pass is a vast ocean!

……

The swastika on Shen Lian's arm couldn't help but twist. Wuyou's power surged out of his arm, but he was still held tightly by Lin Dong.

"General Lin, you are guarding the emperor. Pindao go to the west and have a look. The gate to the underworld has been opened."

Ma Zhenyi gave a simple explanation, then said no more, and with a clear chant, the Yuquan Divine Sword in his hand shined brightly.

In the blink of an eye.

The Yuquan Sword turned into a huge sword that was ten feet long and three feet wide. The sword body was like glass, with blue and purple thunder constantly intertwining on it.

Ma Zhen raised his steps and walked on the sword.

There was a boom.

Thunder crackled.

The dark red wooden mask was completely penetrated by the spear made of thunder. A hole the size of a fist appeared on the mask, and one end of the spear penetrated into Shen Lian's head.

puff.

A ball of red and white blood exploded in an instant, and the blood turned around and was completely burned by the flames around Lin Dong.

however.

Lin Dong didn't feel any joy.

"Spread out!"

He said with spring thunder in his tongue.

The half of the Prison Wood Demon Mask was heading straight towards Emperor Chongzhen who was "watching the fire from the other side".

"Guard you, escort you."

Chongzhen yelled.

Lin Dong stood on his head with his brows raised, and kicked Shen Lian's headless corpse away with a fierce kick. There was only one reason for this, and that was that tender red branches were still sprouting out of the headless corpse.

Meow!

The five-spine and six-six beasts were entrenched on the roof of the palace, headed by the Immortal Riding Phoenix. The black cat next to them roared, brought up a whirlwind, and jumped down.

Black Cat actually tried to stop Lin Dong from rescuing Chongzhen.

"die!"

Lin Dong roared loudly, frightening all the courtiers.

He didn't expect that under such circumstances, the Prisoner Wood Demon would still be alive.

……

Ten miles away from the capital.

The cavalry team, followed by the squadron, followed by a dozen carts, moved slowly along the canal.

The carriages vary in size and level of luxury, with the largest carriages using white tigers to clear the way.

Two huge white tigers pull forward. The roof is covered with clouds, gilded and edged. It is made of deep red pear wood, with cloud patterns talismans carved on the left and right, and gold foil.

As for the driver, it was a groom shrouded in a black robe.

The snake-like convoy has now entered the dark sky.

The white tiger hesitated. Thousands of dead fish floated in the canal beside it. The water in the canal turned yellow-brown, and the dead air on it condensed into fog.

And it continues to spread towards the river bank.

One after another, terrifying ghost faces appeared in the yellow mist.

The canal, which was more than ten miles long, was boiling uncontrollably at this moment, as if there was some giant beast swimming under the river water.

There were thunder and thunder in the sky, and the curtain of the white tiger chariot was opened, revealing a solemn face.

"The Yellow Springs invaded and the underworld opened. What kind of disaster has the capital suffered?"

The man pondered.

Taking advantage of the situation, he straightened out the phoenix-winged helmet on his head.

"Somebody come!"

He shouted loudly, his eyes were as bright as gods, and he held a golden whip tightly in his hand, "Send my military order, you will form a formation and go to one end of the canal to explore. I will take the first step and go to the center of the capital to escort you."

The green tiger-headed beast swung its arm guard, and the man was riding on the white tiger. He was more than a foot tall, and his body was like a demon or a god.

"Yes, General!"

The generals on both sides of the motorcade agreed.

The white tiger roared, broke away from the reins of the carriage, and a sudden whirlwind rose under his feet and crashed into the city.

At the same time, terrifying roars resounded one after another in the canal.

The whirlpool kept spinning.

Suddenly, the entire river shook. This sudden vibration was indeed unexpected, but the generals on both sides of the convoy reacted very quickly. After a slight adjustment, everyone was standing firmly on the ground, and not a single soldier. Fall down.

The general stirred up the horses, and the warriors stood up. With a big finger pointed in their hand, "Let's go!" He gave the order, and many soldiers followed.

Whoosh!

Strong winds floated over the canal, and the aftershocks of the canal had not stopped yet. Suddenly, another huge wave of water rose up, more than ten feet high!

This wave is also particularly strange. Countless dead fish are trapped in it, but the dead fish's mouths are crying like babies. The sound waves are combined with the sound waves, and the waves are carrying huge force and slamming towards the convoy on the river bank. Shoot hard.

The torrential waves of the Yellow Spring destroyed the city and destroyed the village.

All the soldiers were horrified and showed their tactics one after another. Lions, tigers, leopards, black bears, rhinoceroses, seahorses and other beasts flew into the sky, and some generals raised their swords and rammed towards the terrifying waves.

There is a vast expanse of death between heaven and earth.

A group of soldiers are brave and not afraid of death.

This is the time.

"Let's see what the little monk does."

A voice came from afar, a handsome and handsome monk in white, wearing straw sandals and walking on the dirty underworld water vapor.

hold head high!

The monk roared, and the sound wave swept across the sky, as if thousands of lions were roaring together.

The shadow of a giant lion flew out from the white-robed monk and jumped into the yellow spring water...

hold head high!

The giant lion opened its bloody mouth, and all the dead fish and ghosts were taken into its mouth.

The white-robed monk raised his fist and smashed it, and the wall of yellow spring water that was almost solid was broken by his punch and shattered into endless water drops.

"Little monk Hanshan, I have met all the generals."

The white-robed monk had a heavy Buddha's light on his head. The Buddha's light turned into a big hand and slapped it violently, pushing the huge water wave back into the canal.

There was a stormy sea for a while.

The military leaders on the river bank were so frightened that they were speechless one after another.

"it is good!"

"color!"

It wasn't until a moment later that any of the military leaders came back to their senses and congratulated Monk Hanshan together.

In the vast night, the monk in white clothes, with circles of Buddha's light behind his head, looked like a real Buddha coming into the world. In a short period of time, he attracted the goodwill of all the officers and soldiers.

Hanshan Monk had an imperceptible and strange smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)