lethal arsenal

Chapter 583: Never seen Zhenwu!

"The Ancestral Witch will win, and the false saint will not survive."

"They are fake. Daluo, Bodhi, and Taiyi are all fake."

The two lines of witchcraft were more brutal than the previous one.

The ancient witch characters that looked like insects, snakes and dragons were almost about to emerge from the wall.

Lin Dong was a demon with great accomplishments and was a great emperor of freedom. There was almost no knowledge in the universe that was not open to him, so he was able to recognize these witch characters.

But the black bear monster did not recognize these words.

Although this fellow has a high level of cultivation and has reached the peak of True Immortal, it can be said that he has not taken that step yet.

Lin Dong also understood at this moment.

The black bear monster was kind and had good intentions, but he also wanted me to help translate the witch text on the wall.

The inscriptions of ancient wizards are very different from the current characters. In essence, they are used by great wizards to communicate with heaven and earth for the purpose of sacrifice, and they possess certain mysterious powers.

Often, being proficient in witchcraft means being able to use the power of a great witch.

"What do these centipede-like words of Tianzun mean?"

The black bear monster pretended to be honest and asked.

Even though there were only two lines of words, it still weighed heavily on his mind and made him feel uncomfortable.

It was suppressed for hundreds of years, and it happened that the black bear monster actually had some thoughts, but he didn't tell anyone.

It wasn't until today that he thought it was the right time.

"It's better for you not to know this. If you understand it, your Taoism will be damaged, and you may never be able to enter the realm of a celestial being in this lifetime."

Lin Dong said this calmly. The black bear monster, with its bloody mouth, fangs and black face, turned pale due to fear.

"Okay, just stay here and watch over it."

Lin Dong gave instructions and walked towards the skeleton of Feng Bo impatiently.

In the middle of the two walls is a three-foot-high altar, on which sits a skeleton in a slumped cross-legged position.

He has a hunched body, and his black robe has not decayed after tens of millions of years. Under the robe are two deep black eye sockets, and there is even a little dim starlight in the eye sockets.

It had been reduced to ashes thousands of years ago, but the remains of its collapsed soul still retain some traces of divine presence.

To put it bluntly, it seems possible that it could be used to refine treasures.

Then the phrase [Xuandu is incorruptible] flashed through Lin Dong’s mind.

【All things are originally empty, the dust and calamity are like a wheel of fire, enter my witchcraft and become my immortal body.】

Lin Dong placed one hand on the corpse’s head.

[You have found the remains of a great witch, but you have not yet reached the standard of practicing the immortal body of Xuandu. Please continue searching and request the remains of an ancestor witch! ]

The scarlet reminder of the arsenal flashed before his eyes.

However, it was too late for Lin Dong to look at it now.

Rumble, rumble!

His soul seemed to be pulled into a strange space. The black-robed man looked sad, happy, crazy, and mad, and shouted: "Wrong, they are all wrong!"

"Hahaha, everyone is wrong!"

Above the sea, a man in black robe was dancing wildly barefoot, his five fingers with distinct bones tightly grasping a black cloth bag, and a tornado tens of thousands of meters long was dancing wildly on the blue sea.

The black whirlwind strangled most of the dragon species.

All kinds of dragons, white dragons, sea dragons, and golden dragons were shredded into pieces by the black wind, and blood splashed all over the sky in the tornado.

Woo woo woo.

The wailing of the real dragon resounded throughout most of the ancient world. There was even a rolling black wind with huge waves blowing towards Lin Dong.

It was an oppressive force comparable to that of a celestial being.

It seems that once hit by the black wind, it will immediately be split into thousands of pieces of flesh and blood, and even the soul may be torn into pieces.

Lin Dong frowned and was about to use his magical powers.

next moment.

The black-robed man Feng Bo saw sticky blood gushing out from the corners of his eyes, wrists, and chest, and large drops of blood were spilled onto the black wind bag.

And at the end of the sea, a ferocious dragon head almost level with the sea is slowly rising - this is the Canglong!
Wandering in the wilderness, one of the four spirits of heaven and earth is now slowly emerging from the surface of the sea.

"boom!"

Then, the picture shattered.

"What does it mean? What is it trying to tell me? Or is there some injustice hidden in it?"

Lin Dong counted silently with his fingers, and it seemed as if there was an extra barrier in the way of heaven, blocking his thoughts outside.

He had a thought but didn't force it.

The water in the primitive world is very deep.

Lin Dong’s current strength is not even top-notch among the celestial immortals. If he rushes forward recklessly, he might die one day without knowing how he died.

He can try, but he must never dive in headfirst and get his head broken and bleeding.

Lin Dong's eyes changed from bright to dark. He withdrew his hand and glanced at the corpse.

"Let's bury him. His wish has been fulfilled. I guess he has no regrets."

Lin Dong said calmly.

In fact, witches have no concept of death. Generally, when a great witch dies, he will either turn into mountains or rivers.

Or it can turn into a river, because its essence is the turbid qi and blood of the great god Pangu.

Only a very few gifted ones, or those who were born noble among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, would leave behind their corpses fighting against heaven and earth.

The reason why Feng Bo's corpse is immortal is probably because his resentment has not dissipated.

Even though his soul had shattered thousands of years ago, Feng Bo's body still stood strong and did not fall down.

"Buried, buried?"

The black bear monster was very confused. He thought Lin Dong would use it to refine some kind of magic weapon.

"Yeah. By the way, the wind seed bag is with you, right?"

Lin Dong suddenly asked again.

"Yes, it is, but..."

Before the black bear monster finished speaking, Lin Dong lightly hooked his finger and a black cloth bag flew out from the black bear monster's waist. It felt like holding a piece of top-quality fur in his hand.

however……

Lin Dong picked it up and took a look. He saw a fist-sized gap on the wind seed bag.

"Tianzun, this is what I got back then. Even after hundreds of years of sacrifice and refinement, I still can't fill this hole."

The black bear monster smiled innocently.

Lin Dong didn't say a word. He counted with his fingers and immediately understood.

"I see."

he thought.

The devil's evil thoughts searched the sky and the earth, and in an instant he figured out the cause and effect.

Back then, before the Black Bear Monster found this place, the Black Wind Cave was intercepted by a weasel that sneaked out from a spiritual mountain.

The yellow-haired sable was also very clever. Knowing that the matter was closely connected and the cause and effect were very deep, it did not occupy the cave by force.

Instead, he stole a wisp of innate divine energy from the wind seed bag, which was the wind seed.

After that, the yellow-haired sable practiced hard for hundreds of years, and coupled with the fact that he had stolen the clear oil from the glass cup when he went down the mountain, his Taoism increased to the level of an earthly immortal.

Due to a variety of coincidences, he was able to develop a unique magical power - Samadhi Gangfeng.

Once this wind blows, it is invincible. It can shake the three realms above and move the roots of the wilderness below.

If it weren't for some acquired things such as the Wind-Fixing Beads that could restrain it.

This monster was probably more powerful than the Monkey King who made trouble in Heaven before he was listed among the Seven Great Sages.

"It's all calculation."

Lin Dong thought to himself that it was so easy for a rat spirit to master such magical powers, it was obvious that Sakyamuni was secretly controlling everything.

As his thoughts were running through his mind, Lin Dong's gaze fell on the black bear monster again, which made the black bear monster feel terrified.

The origin of the black bear monster is probably not as simple as being linked to the iron-eating beast under Chi You. There are also secrets that I have not discovered.

"Tianzun, what are you doing?"

The black bear monster couldn't bear the pressure and asked first.

"Nothing, I'll take this bag first. There's something entangled in it. If I give it to you, you won't be able to use it. I'll talk to you later when I complete this thing."

Lin Dong smiled calmly.

The black bear monster laughed foolishly, "I'll be happy if I can help the Heavenly Lord a little."

"Why are you pretending to be stupid? You have practiced deeply, and you have gained a lot of insights. I would like you to help me supervise the practice of the Third Prince Long and the others. I am going to go out and settle a cause and effect. You guys stay at home."

Lin Dong threw down the words.

next moment.

With a snap of his fingers, he transformed into a ball of demonic energy that could penetrate any hole and flew out of the cave.

……

Dangdang Dangdang!
The sound of rapid bells echoed in the cave, and a withered yellow claw was shaking a copper bell.

On the throne stood a tall, thin, narrow-faced man with a sinister look like a civet cat. "Tiger Vanguard, Tiger Vanguard."

The man suddenly shouted strangely.

Eerie yellow winds like steel blades whistled through the cave, making terrifying noises.

Among those yellow wind groups, there were demonic facial features with sharp fangs and teeth.

In no time.

A red-haired tiger monster opened its mouth and called out, "My lord, I am here to serve you."

As he was speaking, the sound arrived before the person arrived. A group of demonic cloud came with twenty or thirty demon soldiers and generals.

The red-haired tiger head suddenly emerged from the clouds.

"I am in a state of anxiety today. You go down and take a look. Patrol hard to see if the monk from the Tang Dynasty has arrived. If they have, bring the monk and me here."

The raccoon ordered with a gloomy face.

"Isn't there still half a year left?"

Tiger Vanguard muttered subconsciously.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

The monster sitting high on the throne suddenly asked back.

"Yes."

Tiger Vanguard didn't dare to say anything, "Follow us! Patrol quickly."

He raised the big knife in his hand and was the first to take the lead, falling into the withered yellow earth below like a stream of fire.

Why is the earth so dry and yellow?

Just because this place is called Huangfeng Ridge, and this monster is called Huangfeng Monster.

Because of the gloomy man who looked like a raccoon cat practicing Samadhi Divine Wind all day long, this area became extremely steep and it was difficult for grass or trees to grow.

No matter how high the mountain is, its top reaches the blue sky.

The bottom is so deep that you can even see the underworld.

In front of the mountain are white clouds of bones, and behind the mountain are soul-holding cliffs that are thousands of feet high.

There is a dragon cave hidden behind the cliff, with water dripping through the rocks.

There are strange red-scaled pythons and playful apes.

The Bashan tiger hides there, and the flipping dragon roams there.

The indigo is dyed into a thousand-foot-long jade, and the caves are like mountains.

In short, at a glance, there are mountains standing here like sharp towers.

Therefore, the patrolling groups of monsters fell into the mountains like a stream of fire.

……

Not to mention the reaction of Huangfeng Cave in Huangfeng Ridge.

But let’s talk about Lin Dong here.

He rolled up a gust of evil wind but did not go to Huangfeng Ridge. Instead, he still followed the plan and flew to the Tang Dynasty first to meet the Tang emperor who was rich and powerful and asked Wei Zheng to slay the dragon on his behalf.

Able to slay dragons on behalf of heaven and establish authority.

Are you saying that the Emperor of Tang deliberately dragged Wei Zheng into playing chess?
Haha, it's all just acting.

Perform this for the Dragon King who disobeyed the imperial edict.

The interests of the Heavenly Court and the Tang Emperor are largely consistent, otherwise, there would not have been such a grand plan of Tang Sanzang's journey to the West.

A demonic wind is blowing.

Twilight.

Abandoned wooden sheds and dilapidated houses stood on the rocky beach, and the messy rubble was covered with black dirt and moss.

The entire mountain collapsed as the old stone monkey roared into the sky, smoke and dust rose up.

Liangjie Mountain also became a ruin.

Fortunately, there were not many people here and there were not many casualties.

A gust of black wind swirled in the sky, and soon a man's face, which had been chopped by a knife or an axe, appeared in the air.

A man in a black robe with a thin and blue chin slowly fell from the air.

This person is naturally the Great Free Emperor, the Supreme Demon Lord - Lin Dong.

now.

Lin Dong descended from the clouds and looked up at the desolate land, but did not move forward. Going further east would be the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

However, he couldn't get through, and ordinary people certainly couldn't see it.

The stronger the magic power, the more exaggerated the golden body barrier in front will be.

It is as thick as a mountain, and on the mountain stand various gods, including the Six Dings and Six Jias, the generals of the Thunder Department, the star gods of the Fighting Department, Tan Lang, and Po Jun.

And the first ones were a group of Zhenwu Emperor soldiers whose evil spirit was even worse than Lin Dong’s Black Mountain Ghost Soldiers.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu cleansed all the evil spirits, but actually took in quite a few of them.

The dark waters of the north are extremely murderous.

The two strongest demons among them are undoubtedly the Turtle and Snake.

It turns out that both of them are the fruits of the celestial immortals.

The army of the highest god in the north blocked Lin Dong's way, giving him a headache as he couldn't just fight his way through.

I came here to make friends with the King of Tang, not to assassinate him.

Besides...

Lin Dong's eyes fixed, and the faint sound of a flute resounded in the air.

The soil crust was shaking continuously, and the sandworms underground were emerging from the soil one after another.

Yellow sand rolled on the ground.

The yellow sand blocked my view, but I could vaguely see two huge figures in the wind and sand.

The giant turtle, which is a hundred feet long, looks like a moving island. On it stands a fierce general with a snake head and a human body and wearing silver armor.

What is even more bizarre, exaggerated and eye-catching is that this divine general is actually playing the flute.

Lin Dong floated lightly into the air.

"Meet the two great generals, Turtle and Snake."

Lin Dong bowed and said, after all, more courtesy is better.

"Demon, do not take another step forward, otherwise it will be regarded as a declaration of war against the Great Emperor Zhenwu!"

The snake raised the green bamboo flute in his hand, and it instantly turned into a green Fang Tian Huaji, with a fierce murderous intent locking onto it.

Every grain of sand on the ground seems to contain a sharp energy that can cut through space.

"It's really vicious."

Lin Dong muttered softly.

"I just want to pay my respects to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Why don't you give me a chance?"

He said with a smile, his tone full of amusement.

"We won't say it again, demon."

The old turtle's voice was as deep and dull as a bell or a drum, yet it also had a rock-solid meaning.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and smiled softly, "What's the matter? Isn't the Great Emperor Zhenwu here? Hehe, I want to have a drink with him. I also want to be friends with him. Since he can accept you two demon generals, I believe he must be friendly with me."

Lin Dong deliberately teased the two generals, Turtle and Snake.

"you wanna die!"

The snake general was furious, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand looked like a long dragon rising from the yellow sand and fog.

The rolling murderous aura blew away the yellow sand.

A golden beam of light burst out from the Fang Tian Huaji and flew towards Lin Dong.

The power of the hundred-foot-tall divine light is extremely terrifying.

As the cleansing continued, a hurricane seemed to be born in the heaven and earth.

next moment.

Rumble.

The golden divine light hit where Lin Dong was standing, but only a pool of black mist was dispersed.

Lin Dong himself had transformed into a demonic cloud rising into the sky and disappeared from the sight of the Turtle and Snake generals.

"how?"

The turtle general asked in a muffled voice.

"Among the immortals, the one with the most strength is probably the one who has taken away the word 'suppression'. And if you want to subdue him, you need to at least take away the word 'lock'."

The snake general said solemnly.

"What? You're so fierce."

The turtle general was startled when he heard this, but then he returned to his sullen look.

(End of this chapter)