lethal arsenal

Chapter 540 Mingwang Temple

"This is it."

Nie Xiaoqian stretched out her hand and pointed.

Lin Dong's second soul, Bai Huer, looked in the direction of her finger. There seemed to be a huge pit in front of him, with dense vegetation. In the center of the huge pit, it was hard to see clearly, as there seemed to be a tall tree.

Speaking of which, Nie Xiaoqian said that she had a friend who could break the demonic situation in Suolong City.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Lin Dong asked his second soul to take a look.

Baihu'erlian and Nie Xiaoqian took advantage of the fight between the Yuanshi Demon Lord and the golden armored god to escape from the city without thinking about anything else.

I went further into Shiwanda Mountain and walked all the way, and this was what I saw.

Swish swish.

The two of them walked a hundred steps forward in the pit when they suddenly heard a rumbling sound.

Immediately afterwards, a giant tree more than ten feet high suddenly broke out of the ground. The rocks on the ground rolled continuously. The giant tree had lush branches and thick crown. There was a rustling sound under the young leaves.

Moreover, this big tree had a demonic aura soaring into the sky. As soon as its branches and leaves opened, a black demonic cloud covered the sky above.

The space suddenly became gloomy.

call.

Nie Xiaoqian blew a breath and took out a candle from her sleeve. When the fragrance blew, the candle suddenly lit up.

The firelight immediately reflected a distance of four to five meters around.

"Is this the South Country?"

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression was invisible under the white fox mask.

To put it simply, the South China is an ant nest, more accurately described as an ant nest under a locust tree, and the ants in the nest have become the climate.

The Lord of the Southern Kingdom is even honored as one of the three great demons of Shiwandashan.

Before, Lin Dong didn't take it to heart at all, but now he saw that the leader of the Southern Kingdom whom he had never met before did indeed have something.

The roots of the tree are exposed like dragons and snakes, and there are blood-colored veins in the gaps between the branches. The roots of the trunk of the big tree are covered with buds. When you peek up, the surface of the tree looks brown at first glance, but in fact...

Lin Dong took a closer look and saw that the bark of the tree was actually scales, upside down dragon scales.

The big tree that carries the foundation of the southern country actually looks a bit like a dragon.

Compared with Fu Yuechi's so-called mountain master of one hundred thousand mountain demons, the current master of the Southern Kingdom may be even more powerful.

Just when Lin Dong was thinking about it.

"Outsiders are not allowed to trespass on the southern border."

The rustling sounds continued in one piece, and finally turned into a low tone.

Lin Dong was about to reply.

The surging black light spots rushed towards Lin Dong, and Nie Xiaoqian pounced on him.

A fierce aura erupted.

Ants with wings and sharp teeth stacked up one after another, aiming at the two of them like a black wave.

Lin Dong rubbed his brows, raised his hand to seal a golden lotus and bloomed in his palm, creating an arched energy barrier.

Rustling, dense ants are nibbling on it.

[You have discovered a strange object "The Ant Demon of the Southern Kingdom's Troubles!", which shows that the extremely vicious ant demon clan was refined by the mysterious flames and formed a special existence such as the guardian spirit. The demon ant clan in the southern country has been extinct for a long time, and now all that exists is a body with a trace of resentment. They instinctively devour living creatures and hunt monsters. All creatures with magical power, whether humans, gods, immortals or demons, can become their nourishment. Current status: Unable to be subdued. 】

……

Rarely, the arsenal actually gave a hint.

Scarlet subtitles flashed across the screen, and Lin Dong was horrified.

He originally thought that these flying ants with wings were monsters and had become some kind of weather. Who would have thought...

This thing turned out to be something like a magic weapon.

[Name: The Ant Demon in the Southern Kingdom’s Disaster]

[Explanation: Flying ants are in a permanent state of hunger and can destroy all spell energy. Its teeth are highly poisonous and can suppress the magic power, paralyzing the bodies of Buddhist vajras, arhats, and bodhisattvas, and losing control of the magic power. It can also destroy the balance of the five elements in the Taoist immortal body and swallow up the golden energy... Importantly, if you subdue this thing, it can be used to refine magic weapons. 】

……

When Lin Dong's seal barrier was about to be shattered by the surging black tide, Nie Xiaoqian held up the green lantern in her hand and said, "Sister, I am Xiaoqian, please meet me."

Nie Xiaoqian said loudly.

Black flying ants were everywhere, countless in number.

Lin Dong narrowed his eyes and deliberately stretched out his fingers towards the outside of the energy barrier.

The next moment, a flying ant bit Lin Dong's finger.

With a flick of his finger, Lin Dong swept away the ants and retracted his fingers.

A blood spot was bitten on his finger, which was beyond Lin's expectation.

Even though the body of the second soul is not as good as the main body, it still has the combat power of the third level of Thunder Tribulation. Its fingers are comparable to fine steel. Unexpectedly, it will be broken by an ant bite. You can imagine the sharp teeth of flying ants.

The last time I encountered a similar monster, it seemed to be a arrogant insect.

The Fang of the Insect is also an extremely sharp mouthpart, and it is still stored in the underworld.

The mana covered the fingers, and it took about three or four seconds for the blood spots to gradually disappear.

"Amazing."

Lin Dongxin said.

The energy barrier is getting thinner and thinner, like a piece of porcelain cracking, the flying ants can't help but twist, and their ferocity bursts out.

Just when Lin Dong thought that Nie Xiaoqian's methods were useless, he planned to take her away from here to avoid the other party's fierce power.

A scream sounded, as if hearing some kind of order, and the black tide spread to both sides.

Kuroshio parted and stared straight at him with a pair of eyes.

"is her?"

Lin Dong’s second soul’s heart suddenly tightened.

……

The old bronze chariot swayed toward the mountains.

The chariot was pulled by four red-haired tigers, and Suolong City was able to pull together three chariots like this.

Lin Dong, Fu Qingfeng, and Yin Linger were sitting on the leading chariot.

The two cars at the back carried several strangers, as well as Lin Dong's personal guards, Ning Caichen, Zhu Zhong and so on.

"Why did you call them here too?"

Yin Ling'er asked with a frown.

Fu Qingfeng rushed to speak: "Mingwang Temple is very dangerous. I heard that there are monsters guarding the area. Call a few more people. Brother-in-law, he can also take care of me."

"Well, it's better if I don't take care of them."

Lin Dong complained with a dark face after hearing this.

His original intention was to go on his own.

Unexpectedly, the little girl Fu Qingfeng had prepared carriages and horses. The whole team was not large, but there were twelve or three people.

In this case, there are pros and cons, and the advantage is that it will make Lin Dong escape easily.

He had some calculations in his mind.

The disadvantage is of course that there are too many people and it may not be possible to protect them.

Moreover, Wang Xianer has not found the monks from Shifang yet.

Lin Dong observed carefully and found that Yan Chixia was probably really dead and did not appear in the team.

Most of the other strangers were there, and Gobutcher was holding the knife and closing his eyes to rest.

When the Demon Lord Yuanshi was in trouble, no one knew where he was. Anyway, when he appeared again, there was a hint of purple between his eyebrows, like a blood-stained eye.

Zhu Zhong gently wiped the Panlong stick to prepare for the next battle. This boy was also unlucky.

Xing Baotou, who was both his mentor and half-father, died in the demonic calamity. However, his memory was not erased like most people's, but he was trapped in the story spun by the golden-armored god - the mountain master commanded. Thousands of demons attacked the city, and Xing Baotou sacrificed his life to save him.

The purpose of Zhu Zhong's trip was to find the treasure lantern and avenge his mentor. "hehe."

Yin Ling'er glanced at Fu Qingfeng, chuckled, and ignored the little girl who was younger than her.

Yin Ling'er simply closed her eyes and rested her mind.

I wonder if she was almost contaminated by the aura of the Yuanshi Demon Lord. Although Yin Ling'er has recovered now, she is more silent than before. Even when Fu Qingfeng deliberately talks to Lin Dong from time to time, she is no longer sour and jealous.

"I would like to remind you once again that Mingwang Temple is deep in the Shiwanda Mountain, and there must be all kinds of monsters and ghosts in it. When you are exploring separately, if you encounter powerful ones that you feel you can't deal with, quickly retreat to the car. Don’t be brave.”

Lin Dong repeatedly explained to the chariot behind him.

He adopted a blanket expansion and exploration approach.

Everyone only knows the location of Mingwang Temple to the west of Shiwan Mountain. The specific action is to explore it inch by inch.

Lin Dong took himself as the center of the circle and everyone formed a big circle to look for him.

If either party makes some noise, Lin Dong can quickly go over to help, and he can quickly know if he discovers anything.

If the people in the team encounter two groups of monsters at the same time, it will only depend on their luck.

After emphasizing discipline, Lin Dong rested his head on the bronze chair and fell asleep.

The chariot swayed back and forth, and the fishy smell from Red Tiger's mouth was still floating in the air.

……

Myoji Temple.

Back then, the Glazed Lion led a tide of beasts to attack the city. Under the boundless tide of beasts, the human race's defense collapsed with one blow, and the entire city seemed to have rained blood.

The ancestors of the Wang family died in battle one after another. It is said that the entrance to the city was paved with a carpet made of crushed fur, skin, flesh and bone.

A soldier's footsteps on it would be like sinking into mud.

Under such circumstances, the city lord at that time led the cavalry in a final wave of resistance.

The glazed lion blocked the door and swallowed all the six hundred old soldiers with its bloody mouth.

Bloody limbs poured down, and the whole city was in mourning.

Many women and children would rather hang themselves than die at the mouth of monsters. In such a desperate situation, a monk in white robes suddenly appeared.

The great monk in white surrendered the glazed lion, drove away the beast tide and the monsters, and allowed the human race to gain a firm foothold in the harsh environment and the terrifying Shiwan Mountain.

"If you want to have peace in the future and not be disturbed by the beast tide, go to the west and build a Mingwang temple..."

The white-robed monk stood on the city wall made of flesh and blood and pointed from a distance.

It was not until later that Myoji Temple was built.

Most of the west of Shiwanda Mountain is a desolate land, and it is difficult to gather sand and soil, but the people of Locked Dragon City have forcibly created the wonder of the pagoda jungle.

Not only did they build a huge group of pagodas, but they also sealed demons under the pagodas. Not only the glazed lions, but also the demon-hunting team headed by the city lord would also imprison other demons under the pagodas.

Over time, this place became a holy place in the hearts of the people of Suolong City.

What a pity.

Later, during Wang Danian's reign, the evil spirit of the black dragon made a lot of noise, and the number of demons escaping from the pagoda jungle was increasing day by day, so the demon-hunting team in the city was disbanded.

Until Wang Sheng's generation, the strangers were gathered again.

"You all put on your chainmails. My biological brother has already made it clear what you can say. Everyone, be careful. The exploration starts from here."

Fu Qingfeng said to the team behind him.

Yin Ling'er, who was sitting in the lead car like Fu Qingfeng, closed her eyes to meditate, opened her eyes again, smiled coldly at Lin Dong and said, "I ask again, why do you have to bring all these burdens?"

"Well, you can't say that. I promised Huang Longshi before to bring them back alive."

Lin Dong said without thinking.

"You want to run away?"

Yin Ling'er approached Lin Dong and whispered in a low voice.

"That's right. If we can successfully take away the glazed lamp of light, we can leave as soon as we should, and we won't act with those powerful people. Besides..."

Lin Dong's voice paused. He originally wanted to talk about the First Demon Lord, but after thinking about it, he simply dropped the topic.

Once a powerful spirit was mentioned, the other party would be able to sense it. Lin Dong thought that there was no need for him to provoke that terrifying existence again.

"Aren't you looking for Wang Xian'er, Shifang and the others?"

Yin Linger frowned and asked again.

"Look for me if you can, and do your best. If you can't find me, what can you do?"

Lin Dong smiled bitterly.

"coward."

Yin Ling'er said these two words coldly. She didn't have any feelings for Wang Xian'er or the young monk Shifang, but she simply didn't like Lin Dong's attitude of avoiding things.

"Ah."

Lin Dong snorted coldly and ignored her. His eyes passed over several large red-haired tigers, reaching into the fog in front of them.

To the west of Shiwanda Mountain, it is wrapped in white mist. If you want to find the temple in the shortest time, you have to follow the carpet search method.

"set off!"

Lin Dong shouted.

Everyone got off the bronze chariot one after another.

……

Zhu Zhong rubbed the wrinkled skin on his cheeks, his eyes dark.

A few days ago, demons attacked the city. In order to save him, his mentor was stabbed through the chest by a big spider's leg spear. When he died tragically, he still couldn't get rid of the blood-soaked cheek.

"Find the treasure lantern, eliminate the evil calamity, and avenge the master. I must take revenge."

Zhu Zhong was decisive.

There were big tendons in his neck beating from time to time, and one hand tightly clenched the Panlong Stick.

"Huh? What is this?"

After walking out of the land, Zhu Zhong discovered a large area of ​​black scorched earth.

There seemed to be charred bones buried in the soil. He slammed the stick into the ground and dug it into the soil for more than a foot. Then he pulled it out suddenly. The end of the stick was covered with the ashes of broken corpses.

"These bones look like they have been burned by a fire."

Zhu Zhong put the black ash on the stick under his nose, smelled it and judged.

"It is rumored that the Liuliye Lion is good at using fire. Shouldn't I meet him so soon?"

He was a little surprised and a little anxious in his heart.

This is the time.

Tapping.

Footsteps came from behind.

The dark wind brought biting chills, but such a strong wind could not blow away the mist in the sky. There was only one possibility for this situation. Someone cast a spell, Zhu Zhong thought in his mind.

He slowly turned his head and saw two staggering figures, one high and one low, in the fog.

White mist, scorched earth, skeletons and ghost soldiers one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The gloomy wind was blowing, and Zhu Zhong frowned and rushed forward with a kick.

There was almost no foreshadowing, and the Panlong iron bar swept across. Among the two skeleton soldiers, the taller one had a bunch of dead hairs on his skull fluttering in the wind. The rusty sword in his hand was raised, and the bronze cuffs were stained with dried blood.

Boom!

There was a sound of metal clashing, and the dilapidated ghost sword was not broken by the Panlong iron rod.

In the ear-piercing sonic boom, another short skeleton ghost soldier roared and nimbly attacked.

The broken skull still had rotten flesh hanging on one side of its cheek, making it look even more ferocious and ferocious.

"kill!"

Zhu Zhong roared in response, the stench of the fishy wind hit his face, but there was no fear in his heart, only high-spirited fighting spirit.

(End of this chapter)