lethal arsenal

Chapter 509: Fight with your life

The old demon of Montenegro keeps saying that he wants to invite the Buddha. It is not a lie, but he really has a backer. Just like Buddha Ksitigarbha is the black glove of Lingshan to intervene in the underworld, the old demon of Montenegro is also the glove of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Some of the ghosts intercepted by the City of Death were transformed into Yin soldiers by the old demon from Black Mountain, and the other part was naturally transported to the one in the depths of the Netherworld.

As for the Qianfeng Cave where the three demons were born, just eating some scraps was enough for their cultivation.

In the Netherworld, ghosts can not only be transformed into ghost soldiers, but can also be directly used to practice certain sinister spells, or can be transcended and exchanged for merits in the underworld, or even used as currency for transactions. .

Back to the point.

The old monster from Montenegro said he was going to invite the Buddha, so he actually took action.

He ordered a group of Rakshasa and Yaksha to help set up the altar, which was located at the highest point of Wuding Mountain.

This mountain has no top, and there is a huge platform. The Palace of Death in vain is placed on the platform. In the final center position, the old demon of Black Mountain has set aside a long time ago, and uses his great magic power to raise the platform out of thin air.

The altar is placed on a high platform. Looking around, you can take in the entire scene of Wushou City.

However, the old demon of Montenegro was not happy at all, just because he knew that his soul was reaching its limit and would soon be exploded by the Buddha's fire.

A sigh resounded through Jiuyou, and the old face in the black clouds had a fixed look in his eyes, and a big hand like a mountain suddenly poked out.

The old demon from Montenegro continued to shout.

"Ugh."

Crack, crack, even tiny cracks appeared on the soul.

Among the heavenly fires in the world, the most powerful one is the Six Ding Divine Fire which has the power of creation. In terms of domineering power, the most powerful one is the Taoist Tushita Heavenly Fire.

"Ahhh!"

However, there are also very few gods and Buddhas among the gods who know that far away in the glazed world in the east, a glazed sky fire in the hand of Medicine Master Buddha Pure Light Tathagata is not inferior to the Tusita fire in Laojun's hand.

The entire city was filled with black deathly, yin, and ghostly auras, and there were countless Yakshas, ​​Rakshasas, and red-skinned ghost kings walking through the city.

"Amitabha!"

The old demon from Montenegro proclaimed the Dharma and bowed respectfully.

After the glazed fire was absorbed into his body, the old demon of Montenegro realized that it seemed that the pure glazed fire was not under his control and was rapidly devouring his own mana.

The old demon from Montenegro had a physical body and a handsome scholar face, but the blood vessels on his face spread like spider webs.

"Thank you Buddha."

Then he poured out his bitterness like he was pouring beans, saying how the evil star of the ghost world was forcing him step by step, how he was driven to Wuding Mountain, and how difficult it was.

When Ksitigarbha Buddha was debating scriptures, he asked for some glazed fire from the medicine man. After transforming it, he could use it for himself. Unfortunately, he has never been able to trace back to its original origin and master this fire at the end of the long river of time.

"Lord Buddha, Lord Buddha!"

As the old Black Mountain demon slowly walked up to the altar, the demons in the city raised their heads one after another.

The old demon of Montenegro bowed once more in conclusion.

However, above the sky, the terrifying facial features revealed in the clouds had dissipated.

Between heaven and earth, at the top of the sky, there is an extremely bright blue flame.

Billions of blue sparks smashed into the bodies of those Rakshasa and Yaksha.

The screams of the old Black Mountain demon were heard in the flames, but his realm was also rising steadily.

Today I simply gave them all to the old demon from Montenegro.

As soon as the voice fell, he held a blue Buddha fire in his palm.

Everyone in the world knows that the World of Ultimate Bliss was created by the World Honored One. However, few people know about the glazed world created by the Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata, one of the three generations.

The old Black Mountain demon held three yellow incense sticks in his slender finger bones. The yellow incense was used to salute the gods and Buddhas. He walked very slowly, one step at a time. At the same time, with every step he took, the air between heaven and earth became more and more solid.

It was originally a scene of black clouds covering the sky. Among the black clouds that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, the face of an old monk emerged clearly. His eyes were like mountains, his beard was like a big river, and the monk's robes on his upper body were rustling fiercely.

Any sin, evil, evil will be burned away by the glazed fire in the glazed world.

But the world of colored glaze cannot tolerate even a trace of dirt.

And his soul gradually transformed and actually gave birth to strands of flesh and blood, as if he had obtained the immortal fruit and wanted to recreate his physical body.

The pure flame resembled a blue lotus flower, slowly floating towards the Black Mountain old demon from the big hand made of clouds.

When the yellow incense is inserted into the altar incense burner, the situation between heaven and earth suddenly changes.

The realm of some ghosts and monsters continues to rise, but there are also some fierce ghosts and evil spirits that turn into fly ash in the blue firelight. The black ash in the atmosphere begins to spread from the altar.

The old demon from Montenegro clasped his hands together and let the Buddha's fire burn on his body.

As the Black Mountain Old Demon's realm climbed, his mana also increased, but it burned faster, making him insolvent.

"Give you the world-purifying glazed fire to protect yourself."

With a rumble, the flames suddenly expanded, and the surging blue flames ignited the entire City of Wasted Death.

"Please Buddha, save me."

The biggest difference between the Paradise and the Glazed World is that the Paradise allows sinful people to "rebirth in karma!" Even if they have certain sins, they can enter the Western Paradise.

Flames enveloped the whole body, mana burned crazily, and the body couldn't help but tremble. Sparks dripped down the arms like blood, and the sparks did not go out when they fell on the ground. Blue flames shone on the stones. It was still burning, and black smoke was rising from the stone slabs.

"Good good."

The old Black Mountain demon spewed out three flames in succession. Those flames turned into stars, and together with the flames that swept through just now, they scattered into the bodies of all the demons in the city.

"Grandpa Buddha, you want me to die, you want me to die. Can I burn away your sins with a fire after I die?"

Such thoughts flashed through his mind.

But in the end, the Black Mountain old demon did not have the intention to resist Ksitigarbha Buddha. Even if his soul was reduced to ashes, but a little bit of his true spirit escaped, as long as Ksitigarbha Buddha was in charge of the six paths of reincarnation, he would have a chance to be reincarnated.

But if Ksitigarbha Buddha is sold, he will really die.

"Even if I die, I will fight vigorously."

The old Black Mountain demon buried his head and whispered, then opened his mouth to swallow, and sucked up the blue flames between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

Grandma Dryad possessed a dead soul with a seed and strode back to report the news.

Along the way, the Dryad Granny naturally saw a group of demons with blue flames coming out of their bodies, but some of the demons had intoxicated expressions on their faces. Therefore, the Dryad Granny didn't think much about it and just assumed that the old demon from Montenegro was using it. Some kind of magical power forcibly raises the cultivation realm of these Yaksha and Rakshasa.

"It's you?"

Even though Grandma Dryad has changed her body, the old Black Mountain demon recognized her true identity at a glance.

"My subordinates were incompetent and failed to protect the ghost market for the king. The market was overturned by a group of scholars and monks led by Lin, and now they are coming up the mountain to kill him."

cried the dead soul possessed by the dryad grandmother.

"Go up the mountain, huh, that's just the right time."

The Black Mountain Old Demon put one hand on the shoulder of the tree demon grandma and said.

"Your Majesty, they are coming with ferocity, why don't we avoid them."

Grandma Dryad said again.

"Escape, where to avoid?"

The old demon from Montenegro asked back.

After a pause, the old Black Mountain demon's voice suddenly tightened, "Where in the whole world can we have a safe place? By the way, let me ask you, how did you come up the mountain? How did they find the mountain gate?" ?”

"I……"

Grandma Dryad was speechless for a moment, but she couldn't say that she had accidentally led them to the mountain gate.

"Okay, I'll ask you again, if a person has no intention, he will die, and if a tree has no intention, can it survive?"

Just a few words, but it stirred up the dead soul possessed by the tree demon grandma.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life."

Grandma Dryad knelt down and said.

"Xiaodie, I know you are loyal, but if I spare your life, who will spare my life? Come reincarnate with me."

After saying that, the old Black Mountain demon reached out and slapped the dead soul possessed by the tree demon's grandmother with his big hand.

Xiaodie is the name left by the dryad grandmother in the world of the sun a hundred years ago. She was a bride who passed through the Black Mountains at dusk.

Bang. The dead soul of the tree demon's grandmother was ignited and turned into a torch. This demon had already abandoned its body, leaving only its soul. How could the soul resist Black Mountain?

Grandma Dryad only struggled twice before the high-temperature glass fire burned her into a mess of brown glass.

"Listen carefully, the dryad did not do its job well and led the enemy up the mountain..."

The magic sound is rolling.

Echoing over the entire city of Fu Shi.

"Now, the tree demon has been punished by me as a warning to others."

"Today, there is a demon on the mountain. It is a critical moment of life and death for all the ghosts and gods in my city. The demon is so powerful. The glazed pure fire just now is a gift given to you. Once the fire is ignited, it will burn all the time. Your magic power will also enhance the lethality of your spells."

"Well, once the magic power is burned out, the glazed fire will wrap around your souls and melt you into a puddle of sand. This will be the end like the tree demon grandma, but... the great road is fifty, and the way of heaven escapes one of them, There is still a glimmer of hope for everything.”

Ahem, a heavy cough.

The old demon of Montenegro continued: "If we all work together to kill the invading demon before the mana is exhausted, everyone will have a chance of survival. Don't blame me for being cruel. I am just like you, my mana has been destroyed." The glazed pure fire is ignited, and now we are the Chu army fighting in a desperate battle on the Zhang River. We can only fight for survival and risk our lives! "

The old Black Mountain demon roared angrily, raising an arm, and the blue flames wrapped around the arm were extremely bright like starlight piercing the heavy black smoke.

The monsters in the city raised their heads and looked at the king feverishly.

"Fight with your life, fight with your life!"

Monsters and ghosts are calling out in unison, as if they have been brainwashed by the demonic voice and have lost all sense.

……

light.

Dazzling bright light and blue flames appeared on the top of Wuding Mountain, together with that terrifying strange face. The blue flames swept across the city, but then turned back at a faster speed. .

The entire summit of Wuding Mountain was covered by endless black smoke. The devilish face that appeared in the black clouds on the dome just now made people at the foot of the mountain tremble with fear.

"What was that just now? It felt scary."

Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the smoke and dust covering the top of the mountain, which was almost ten kilometers in radius.

Lin Dong knew that the other party wanted to ask about the demonic face floating in the air, "Heishan, that should be some kind of spell from the old demon of Black Mountain. If you want to leave now, it's still too late." Lin Dong raised his eyebrows. Explained somewhat uncertainly.

If I remember correctly, the last time in the Nether World, the old demon of Montenegro cast such a spell, and what was engraved in the air was clearly a handsome scholar's face.

But why did the thin face of an old monk appear this time?

"No, that's not the old monster from Montenegro."

Monk Baiyun looked extremely solemn.

He looked up at the city wrapped in black ash in the sky, and said with some sadness and anger: "If the old monk is not mistaken, that is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the incarnation of walking on earth."

"You, what do you mean, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came to subdue demons for us?"

Zhu Xiaolian asked, somewhat stuttering.

The previous fights in the ghost market scared this man's courage.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Zhu Zhong swung the panlong stick, put both ends of the stick on his shoulders and said.

"Things are quite troublesome now. It can be regarded as a magical disaster. Let me say it again, it's too late for you to leave now, but it will be too late later."

Lin Dong's second soul also reacted after hearing Monk Baiyun's reminder.

If Ksitigarbha had taken action, the current situation would not be easy.

"Master and I will not leave our duty to subjugate demons."

The young monk from Shifang held the golden Buddha in his arms and took the lead in deciding the way for his master.

Lin Dong turned his gaze to the old monk Baiyun.

"Amitabha, that's true."

The old monk pronounced the name of Buddha and nodded.

"You guys go down."

At this time, Lin Dong, as the second soul, had already notified the main body, and the tens of thousands of ghost soldiers that the main body was holding in the underworld were on their way. Lin Dong's clone turned his head and turned to Zhu Xiaolian, Wang Xian'er, and Ning Caichen. A few words of advice.

He asked a few people to leave, naturally because he would not be able to protect them if there was a real fight later.

Lin Dong was actually quite sure when he asked them to follow him up the mountain before, but there is an old saying that goes - this time, that time.

The moment Ksitigarbha appeared just now, Lin Dong lost his confidence.

"Okay, okay, sir, please be more careful. We will not hold you back and wait for you at the bottom of the mountain."

Ma Wen was the quickest to respond at this time. As soon as Lin Dong finished speaking, this kid opened his mouth and said something, taking over the conversation.

"you……"

Yin Ling'er glanced at Ma Wencai and was about to get angry.

"Okay, let them go down the mountain first."

Lin Dong pressed Yin Ling'er's shoulders and said, he had promised Huang Longshi that he must bring all these people back.

If you really want to die, where can you find the immortal treasure tripod?

I exchanged a few words with a few people in detail.

The black gray fog on the top of the mountain spread down, and the roar and roar of the evil ghost could be heard in the heavy gray fog.

Ning Caichen, Ma Wencai, and Wang Xianer traveled together.

Zhu Zhong insisted on staying with Lin Dong, "A good man has nothing to fear from monsters!" This was what the man who wielded the Panlong Stick said at that time.

Lin Dong heard this and simply left him.

The other people naturally went down the mountain quickly, but when they got halfway, the black mist was faster than the people going down the mountain, and it didn't take long to reach the halfway point of the mountain.

For a moment, Ma Wencai and Wang Xianer were also enveloped in the mist.

"How to do?"

Ning Caichen asked.

"Oh, bad luck."

Ma Wencai said something about bad luck, and then asked: "If a ghost comes out, Brother Ning, can you use your literary energy as a sword?"

"Me? Me?"

Ning Caichen pointed at himself and smiled extremely awkwardly, "I'm afraid it's difficult." He could only say this.

In fact, study the classics of various schools of thought.

With profound knowledge, knowledge can also evolve magical powers and magic under the rules of heaven and earth, but it also needs literary spirit as a carrier.

Ma Wencai's family was very powerful. I heard that the number one scholar in the Song Dynasty had the ability to make fake things come true. For example, if he painted a beautiful woman, the beautiful woman would come out of the portrait, serve wine with others, and recite poems and make music.

There are also scholars who are first-class Jinshi, who use their literary spirit as a sword to kill tigers and wolves.

The Xiaolian and Maocai of the Jin Kingdom also had such abilities, and the Ph.D.s in the academy were even more powerful, excluding special cases like Lin Dong.

For example, a person like Gao Shu can easily loosen a monument, crack a stone, or even break a river with one finger.

But if Ning Caichen came, it would be a long way off.

In terms of the level of students in the academies, the students in the high-level academies in the Jin Kingdom are roughly equivalent to the scholars in the Song Dynasty.

Without a special opportunity, the most Wenqi can do is scold a brat.

What can Ning Caichen do to kill the powerful demon in the city in vain?

"That's a shame. Wang Xian'er, what about you? Do you have any means?"

Ma Wencai turned around and asked another person.

"I……"

Just as Wang Xianer was about to answer, the conversation changed.

"Be careful."

He said suddenly.

At this moment, a Yaksha jumped out of the mist with agility.

The face covered with scales was full of ferocious color.

(End of this chapter)