lethal arsenal

Chapter 575: The End of the Approach

Over Montenegro.

The banner with the words "Peace in the World" printed on it was torn to pieces by the strong wind, and the white debris flew back into the sky.

A blood-red star appeared at one end of the sky.

The blood-red light illuminated most of the world.

The period of Emperor Lizong of Song in history was an era of revival, with peace lasting for at least forty years.

However, the reign of Emperor Lizong in this world was a very sad era.

Six demon palaces descended from the sky, and the world was in turmoil amid demonic disasters and wars.

The Jin Dynasty, which was once so powerful that it almost dominated the world, was crushed by the iron cavalry of the grassland king's tent before the demonic catastrophe.

However, the flag of Changshengtian has not yet been firmly planted on the ruined old capital of the Jin Dynasty.

A huge crack appeared on the earth's crust, and Longyuan Academy, one of the six demon palaces, stood up on this land.

Zhu Xiaolian, who is in charge of the academy, is inspired by the Five Dragons and claims that he wants to create an era where there is no king or father, and everyone is as wise as a dragon.

He was revered as the Green Devil.

The common people were captured and placed in academies, where they were examined every month, year after year.

After passing the exam, you will enjoy fine clothes, delicious food, luxury cars and beautiful women.

The fate of those who fail is to become nutrients for the others. Every year, those who perform worst in the exam will be directly skinned and their tendons taken out, and then thrown into the soil to become fertilizer for flowers.

Anyone who is stupid, foolish or lazy is not worthy of living in the academy.

It would be fine if they only killed foolish men, but those with mediocre talents might also be captured and refined into lamp oil.

This aroused everyone's indignation, and the heroes of the martial arts world took it as their responsibility to kill this demon.

And this is the most simple of the six demon palaces.

Above the king's tent on the grassland, there is the Valley of Immortality where people can practice and become immortals.

If it fails, it will turn into flowers and plants all over the mountains.

In addition to alchemy and spiritual practice, it also cuts off the seven emotions and six desires, blinds people's minds, and turns them into foolish and stupid alchemy slaves all day long.

Also on top of the Black Mountain, there is the great god Zhou Jueyin, the leader of the Netherworld who specializes in depriving people of their virtue, deceiving them in their practice, and oppressing those who are practicing.

Anyone who sets foot in Black Mountain will be condemned to perishable destruction for the rest of their lives...The once peaceful era has passed, and neither the Song Kingdom in the south nor the new monarchy in the north are able to maintain their own kingdoms.

The whole world is oppressed by the six demon palaces.

Among them are saviors and those with ambitious ambitions. They form various alliances, sects, and teams in an attempt to gain a foothold in the troubled times.

In the seventh year of Emperor Lizong's reign, Zhu Zhong, a general of the former Jin Dynasty whose country had already been destroyed, entered the academy to seek a way to restore his country.

In the ninth year of Emperor Lizong's reign, a girl named Yin Ling'er set out from Black Mountain, intending to bring thousands of servants, Yakshas and Rakshasas with her to charge into the grassland king's tent. However, she was eventually stopped by an edict from the Lord of the Netherworld, and ended up setting out on the journey alone to conquer the Crane God General.

In the thirteenth year of Emperor Lizong's reign, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu conquered the Xuanguan Pass and survived the thunder catastrophe. On the day of success, he took up his sword and headed south into the deserted temple's Linggong hall.

In the same year, a young monk named Fahai sharpened his sword and was determined to take back Tianlong Temple, the leader of the Nanli temple forest, and prevent it from becoming a den of green and white snakes.

From the desolate land of Nanli to the coast of the East China Sea in Song State, the six connected demon palaces have all been challenged by the secular world.

Then who will turn into dry bones, and who will be able to retire after achieving success?

Should we defend the dignity of justice with blood and swords, or be suppressed by the devil's cave and the living beings in this world will never be able to stand up again?
……

Wulong Academy.

The Green Demon Scholar Zhu Xiaolian, with a golden sword, sat on the armchair and played with a blood-stained head in the firelight, carefully savoring the unwilling expression on the head.

"Look, in the end I'm still sitting here, and you fell down."

"What is good? What is evil?"

"I am only fulfilling the will of the chief. Zhu Zhong, you are the best fighter and the smartest. Even if Zhu Erdan doesn't hold my position now, it should be you! But you insisted on joining the army. Do you know how happy I am now? Over the years, I have been singing and dancing day and night, but my heart has become more and more empty."

The voice paused.

"You fought and killed, and even if you became a general, what good is that? You will still die in my hands."

Zhu Xiaolian stared at Zhu Zhong's final expression. The face distorted by unwillingness made Zhu Xiaolian find it extremely funny.

"What is opportunity? This is opportunity."

If I hadn’t held onto the Five Dragon Statue, we would have fallen into the abyss together.

Then, Zhu Xiaolian's bones would probably be brittle, but now he has achieved good fortune, and he has developed the skills of a ghost fairy in the midst of singing and dancing.

"Someone is coming."

Zhu Xiaolian flicked his sleeves, and the head flew into the air, floating up and down. "Wax it up in a fine red sandalwood box. I want to hang it in the study and play with it every day. Hahaha, everyone laughed at me for being useless, but in the end, I climbed the highest." Zhu Xiaolian said coldly. Below the hall, a ghost in a green robe floated into the air, hugged the floating head, and sang loudly: "Yes."

……

The sunset is blood red.

Hanging in the western sky, perhaps affected by the death star that occasionally appears in the human world, the light of the sun is becoming redder and redder.

As thick as blood.

Outside the tent on the grassland, smoke rises.

It rises into the air like a pillar.

The column of smoke was completely dispersed by a strong wind.

Yin Ling'er shook off the blood beads between her slender white fingers, wiped her fingers with a handkerchief, and slowly applied the seasoning to the wolf meat.

A small fire was lit in front of her, on which was roasted prairie wolf meat, which had been cut into strips and skewered on wooden sticks. As it was autumn now, the meat was so fatty that it tasted even better than mutton or venison.

Compared to going to Burning God Valley to fight against the Crane God General, she was happier living a picnic-like life now.

As for the so-called general trend of the world, haha.

"What does it have to do with a little girl like me?"

This thought flashed through Yin Ling'er's mind, and she couldn't help but whispered, "If it wasn't for that bastard Lin Yuanjue, I wouldn't have come."

Thinking of the promise Lin Dong made to her, he agreed to leave him a divine position in the Hundred Industries Diagram as long as he could get rid of the Crane God General this time.

Maybe I can see Gu Yue again by then...Sister, thinking of this, Yin Ling'er's mood became better again.

She was not born to be a sentimental girl.

This is the time.

Yin Ling'er suddenly raised her small and delicate nose, and with a wave of her hand, a dark iron ball appeared in her hand.

The emerald green sword ball from Nanyang Dongtian had long been taken away by that bastard Lin Yan.

The black iron sword in Yin Ling'er's hand was specially made by Lin Dong. Not only did the sword body contain a lot of metals, but he also melted his former Ding Qin Sword into it.

Time flies, and Lin Dong has already forgotten most of the things about Lu Xiaoxiao, Lu Ping'er, and the White Lotus Saint.

How can the so-called friendship withstand the erosion of time?

The Ding Qin Sword that Lu Shang had entrusted to him, the natal weapon bound to the Lord of Arms affix, was also taken by him and made into a sword pill to give to his new love.

Maybe deep down, he is not a man who cares about friendship.

The dark sword ball was still spinning in the air. Besides the violent sounds in the air, a purple flame also rose from the sword ball.

The smell of blood was getting stronger.

Yin Ling'er held the sword ball and turned slowly.

A ferocious shadow was reflected on the tent.

The setting sun makes the shadows extremely long.

Asura, holding a steel fork upside down, flapped his wings and appeared at the end of Yin Ling'er's sight.

"I am here on the orders of my lord, the Great Demon God of Wisdom, Zhiduo Luo, to defeat the Fairy Yu Nanhua."

Ashura shouted, showing his sharp teeth.

"Hmph. I don't understand."

Yin Ling'er didn't even blink as she swung her sword backhand, bringing out a series of purple flames.

……

Southern Science.

The sun is setting again.

At dusk.

The former Tongyun Dalong Mountain stretched across the entire west of the capital, like a natural barrier, protecting the Duan royal family from the Baima family. But later, when Lin Dong fought with the Peng Demon King, the pouring energy wave accidentally collapsed half of the mountain. Under the golden glow of the setting sun, the mountain that should have turned into a golden barrier suddenly had a huge gap.

After six or seven years, this gap has become full of lush vegetation.

Thanks to the management of some caring people, a new lake was formed in the lake. The water in the lake is clear and reflects seven iron-blue stars in the sky.

The stars rose from the bottom up, with a white light, like seven cold iron swords.

The sunset fell into complete silence.

Swish swish.

In the cold grass valley, by the New Lake, a young monk was sharpening his sword by the water without any mood or joy. He was surrounded by a large group of gray-robed monks, all of whom were the young monk's followers and servants sent by the royal Duan family.

As for this young monk, he was of course Fahai whose golden body was broken.

As for rebuilding, the fastest way is to use merits to make up for the loss in cultivation.

Therefore, there was this show of monk Fahai slaying the snake demon.

Merit show.

He deliberately left the two magic swords, Ziying and Qingsuo, in Tianlong Temple.

As for, is it possible that it was taken away by others in the middle?

Ha ha.

Tianlong Temple is now under the command of Huanxin, so even if the Demon Lord comes, he may not be able to take away the two swords.

At this moment, sharpening the sword is more like Fahai’s process of cultivating his mind.

only.

There has always been no shortage of people who challenge authority since ancient times. If I can’t take away the two swords, can I kill you, the monk Fahai?
Just when Fahai was sharpening his knife.

Whizzing.

A series of dense sounds rang out.

The young monk Fahai, who was concentrating on sharpening his sword, suddenly raised his head.

Strands of black hair flew from all directions.

The silk threads suddenly wrapped around the gray-robed monk's neck.

"No!"

Fahai swung his sword and a domineering blade light flashed out.

however.

next moment.

Heads shot up into the sky, flew away from the bodies, and blood suddenly spurted out.

Those grey-robed monks fell down one by one without uttering a single last word.

Blood spurted out from the broken neck for three feet, as if it was raining blood.

"Huh huh huh."

A cold voice sounded, "The third princess of Ashura, Zhu'er, has come here on the orders of Master Zhiduoluo to take your head."

A woman wearing a red dress as thin as gauze appeared in Fahai's sight.

Her figure is enchanting and soft like water. Her snow-white skin is faintly visible against the red shirt. Her eyes are bright like stars, and there is a strong charm inside.

She smiled lightly and stretched out her slender jade finger, pointing it towards Monk Fahai.

Thousands of black hair shot out.

There was a pool of bright red blood beneath the snow-white tender feet.

"Buddha also has anger, today I will just act like a Vajra with angry eyes!"

The iron knife in Fahai's hand suddenly burst out with a shocking Buddhist light.

……

State of Song.

Linjia Village, Lingnan Prefecture.

This is almost an isolated village. No matter what happens outside, the six demon palaces, or the rising bloody sun, it seems that they have no impact on this place.

The thatched hut was not big. There was a man with a blue face and eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

The sheets in the room were washed white without a single stain; the lazy sunlight from outside the window streamed into the room, adding a touch of warmth to the room.

Click, a woman wearing coarse cloth and a thorny hairpin stepped in.

She put down the basket on her back and without even taking a breath, she ran to the kitchen to light a fire and cook. After a long while of cooking, she brought out a bowl of rice porridge so thin that a person's face could be reflected in it.

The woman helped the man with his eyes closed on the bed to drink the thin rice porridge.

The man still closed his eyes and ate instinctively.

Seeing that the paleness on the man's face had eased, the woman hesitated for a moment, but after a moment, she still put her portion of rice porridge into the man's mouth.

After the man finished eating, she helped him to sleep.

Bang bang, there was an inexplicable knock on the door.

"Get out!"

The woman cursed without even looking up.

"Why are you going out? I'm here to help your family."

A fat man actually pried the door open with his bare hands.

The woman turned pale with fear. "You, you dare to do this. When my husband wakes up, he will go to the city to report you. He is a scholar. Let's see if the county magistrate will beat you with a stick." The woman said with all her might.

"What the hell, what era is this? What's the use of scholars? What's the use of government? What's the use of the emperor?"

"If these officials are really powerful, how can they let two suns appear in the sky, especially one of them is blood red. I think everyone will die sooner or later. Madam Lin, I don't think that useless bastard in your family will survive today. You might as well obey me and I will take you to have a few full meals."

The sloppy burly man shouted, his lustful eyes moving over the woman's beautiful figure.

"Don't even think about it!"

The woman's husband is a scholar after all. How could she bear to be violated by a strong man for no reason?

"Hehe, it's not up to you today."

The burly man lunged forward, cursing angrily, "Little bitch, I'm going to fuck you hard in front of this sick bastard today."

How could a thin woman who usually worked hard be a match for the rough man? In a short while, her clothes were torn and she fell on the stove.

"Humph."

The rough man was about to commit the crime, but at this moment, he suddenly felt his line of sight raised, and then he felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, as if floating.

A handful of bright red blood splashed onto the woman's face, leaving her stunned as if she had gone stupid.

The skinny scholar lying on the couch stood up without knowing when. He lifted the rough man's head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Who am I?"

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan."

The woman immediately threw herself on the man and shouted.

"Brother Yan, I am Brother Yan, then who are you?"

The skinny scholar frowned, his head felt like it was exploding with pain, he grabbed his head, veins bulged on his neck.

"Brother Yan, I'm Yue'er. We got married two years ago. You are the only scholar in our Linjia Village..."

"Linjia Village, Lin Yan?"

It was like a bolt of thunder passing through my mind, surging memories flooded back like a tide, and an astonishing momentum rose from my skinny body.

……

Hundreds of feet in the sky.

A demon god with a human body and a python tail clasped his hands in front of his chest, quietly looking at the scene in the thatched hut below.

"The memory awakened quite quickly. It seems I don't need to worry too much."

The thought flashed through his mind, and the demon opened his mouth and sent a telepathic message to the woman in the room, saying, "Sixth Princess, it's up to you to perform next. Remember to pass the Blood God Son to him inadvertently. If possible, it would be best to help this person cultivate the Blood God Son's billions of clones. Remember, this is the grand plan for the future prosperity of our race, the millions of Asuras."

The demon god gave some instructions, swung his tail, and disappeared into the void.

(End of this chapter)