lethal arsenal

Chapter 553 Overlord of the Sky
Tick ​​tock.

Blood dripped from the tips of the grass, and the child's shriveled head rolled to the side.

Little Kublai Khan's luck was drained away, and along with his luck, his blood also disappeared.

The evil star fell from the sky and the grassland collapsed.

The sky changes day by day.

Tolui, the stove keeper of the Golden Tent, started a civil war in the central and western territories.

However, the situation was soon calmed down.

After suppressing the rebellion, Tolui, the leader, withdrew his troops and the remaining thousand or so cavalrymen from his tribe marched towards the royal tent in the center of the grassland.

At that time, Song, Jin and Western Xia were separate.

Of course, Western Xia was not far from being destroyed and was on the verge of national destruction.

Temujin, the Great Khan of the Golden Tent, successfully eliminated Taiyang Khan and completed the unification of all grassland tribes. He also successfully built the Thirteen Wings of Iron Cavalry, sharpened his swords, and conquered all directions.

It was the time when the grassland's fortune was at its peak, but it was also the time when a demonic calamity was about to occur.

Tolui, dressed in black, rode a galloping horse, and the whip in his hand made a cheerful and crisp sound from time to time.

After a bloody suppression, Tolui changed his hairstyle and used the white wolf tail of his headband to tie his hair behind his head.

His body has perfect lines and his streamlined muscles are full of explosive power.

No one knew what Tolui had experienced when the sun fell, but one thing that the herdsmen could see was that Tolui had become even more powerful, like a wolf king covered in moonlight and night, emitting an elegant yet dangerous aura.

Tolui led his troops and followed the guidance of the campfire towards Genghis Khan's tent.

Such a large number of soldiers and horses naturally attracted the attention of the guards of the royal tent.

Tolui and his tribe stopped several hundred feet in front of the king's tent.

The group of cavalrymen remained silent, like silent weapons.

"Tolei, what are you doing here?" the guard leader called out.

This leader was not only the guardian of the royal tent, but also Tolui's elder brother, Genghis Khan's third son "Ogedei".

A bald man with a white animal tooth necklace, a fierce look and a face full of flesh.

"Ogedei, I am also your father's son. I have the right to see your father. On the day of the natural disaster, I have important events to report." Tolui said firmly.

There has always been a devilish voice in his mind - find him, kill him, plunder his luck, and you will become the new ruler of the grassland, the only Khan in the world!

"Report, important matter? Haha, what important matter can you have? Why don't you stay at home?"

Kuo Wotai laughed loudly.

"I advise you not to stop me. If you delay something important, my father will tear you apart."

Tolui also laughed.

One of the brothers laughs as shrill as a jackal, while the other laughs as loud as a tiger or leopard.

at the same time.

"Tolui, leave your men outside, take off your swords, and go to see the king."

An owl hovering in the sky suddenly spoke in human language.

It turned out to be a wizard in the king's tent. Seeing the two brothers arguing, he was afraid that they would turn their swords against each other, so he secretly reported it to Genghis Khan.

"Yes."

Tolui responded, while Kuowotai's face looked a little ugly.

"Father, you still spoil him like this." Kuowotai gritted his teeth and turned around abruptly, leaving only a fat and shiny back of his head to Tolui.

"Let's go."

Kuowotai shouted.

In front of the Golden King’s tent.

Tolui opened the tent with one hand and saw a large group of charming singers wearing gauze, singing and dancing gracefully, with their white hair rippling like water.

There were also some leaders of other small tribes in the tent, each of them holding up a golden wine cup and drinking heartily.

In the center of the king's tent was a middle-aged man with his upper body exposed and muscles as strong as a dragon.

This man wore a dark gold headband, and his beard stood up like steel needles.

Protruding from the bloody mouth are four thick fangs, with a human body and a beast face, looking like an ancient demon.

"Tolei, just tell me what you want to say."

Temujin put down his wine glass and said.

"Father, this is an urgent matter."

Tolui's face darkened, and the devilish voice in his ear urged him to kill Temujin with his sword. "Drink Temujin's blood, and you will become the only king of the grassland." These words made people's hearts surge. "King, I will be the only king."

Tolui muttered to himself.

"The chiefs present are all relatives and brothers. There is nothing that cannot be discussed."

The smile on Temujin's face suddenly faded a lot, and it seemed that he was not satisfied with Tolui's attitude.

"The devil star falls from the sky, and I shall be the king."

Tolui's voice was faint at first, like a whisper.

"What did you say?"

Temujin was furious.

His cultivation is not low. He drank the blood of Changshengtian in his early years, which is why he has achieved what he has today.

There was also an enormous black dragon of luck connected to his bloodline, which directly gave Temujin martial arts skills comparable to those of a human immortal.

Not to mention a whisper, even if it was a voice thousands of miles away, Temujin could hear it clearly if he concentrated.

"Cough cough."

After a pause, Tuolei coughed and continued, "I say, Demon Star Tianzhui - I shall be the king, I shall be the king!"

Ka La, Tolui directly pulled out the golden sword from the waist of the leader next to him.

The blade swept across and cut off the beauty's head, while the blade energy continued to slash towards Kuowotai.

He had long disliked the third brother.

"Today is an important day for me to become king. All of you will become blood sacrifices. Supreme Demon Lord! Overlord of the Sky! Overlord, Overlord..."

The sound went back and forth.

The sword energy swept past.

Heads rolling in.

Amid the blood rushing into the sky, a shadowy figure of a demon covered in black fire gradually emerged.

"How audacious of you!"

Kuowotai said angrily, drawing the scimitar in his hand, ready to fight with this younger brother who was only a few months younger than him.

"Humph."

Tolui just responded with a sneer.

next moment.

"When did Tolui's sword become so fast?"

Kuowotai only felt a tearing pain. He wanted to swing the knife, but... but why couldn't he feel the existence of his five fingers?

The world was spinning, and Kuwotai saw his father Temujin pouncing on Tolui like a tiger or leopard.

Tolui picked up a headless corpse with one hand and walked towards his father.

Why does that body look so familiar?

Kuowotai was a little confused, but then he felt relieved - it turned out that I was dead.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the golden tent was dyed red with blood.

On that day, a hoarse dragon roar could be heard across most of the grassland. It was the old black dragon's unwilling roar before his death.

“Eternal Heaven!!”

"Why!!"

Such words were vaguely mixed in the dragon's roar.

In the golden royal tent, on top of the snow-white wolfskin, a ferocious head with a dark gold headband was nailed to the white wolfskin carpet by three-inch bronze nails.

Three of the four exposed fangs were broken. Even so, the head without a corpse was still roaring at the top of its lungs: "Eternal Heaven. I, I am... the grassland, the grassland..."

Before the last word "Master" was uttered, a black boot stepped on the skull.

Lin Yan stretched lazily with a burp, saying, "A golden black dragon? Hey, it's rare. However, it is worthy of the dragon luck that originated from the grassland. It has raised me to several levels. Even if it is six thunder tribulations, it should be easy to deal with it."

Lin Yan licked his lips and said subconsciously.

"Are you the Supreme Demon Lord? Overlord of the Heavens?"

Tuolei was a little surprised and suspicious, mainly because the aura of the man in front of him did not seem similar to his.

"No, I'm not, but you can think of me as his spokesperson."

Lin Yan grinned and responded to the other party with a brilliant smile. His mouth full of white teeth became even more dazzling in the bloody royal tent.

(End of this chapter)