lethal arsenal

Chapter 588 Demonic flames surge into the sky
Roar!
The yellow-robed monster roared towards the sky, and a sharp golden aura rushed back into the sky. It seemed that one invisible sword after another appeared in the air and slashed towards the black clouds in the sky.

The clouds kept rolling and breaking.

The appearance of the heavenly soldiers and generals was revealed.

Above the dark clouds, thunder god beat the drum and blue-purple plasma flowed.

The rumbling ball of light illuminated the god's indifferent face.

The first one is a brave general in a silver robe, wearing a phoenix-wing helmet on his head, a white crane cloak on his body, holding an eagle and a dog, carrying a golden bow and silver bullets, and holding a three-pointed, two-edged spear in his hand. The most eye-catching thing is the golden vertical pupil between his eyebrows, which seems to be open and closed.

When the old devil stands in front of a big monster below the level of a celestial being, he will inadvertently feel endless fear and powerlessness.

It was like a naked mortal standing in front of a prehistoric beast.

There will be an uncontrollable trembling feeling from the depths of the soul.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts can develop supernatural powers.

There is also a saying that this golden vertical pupil is the result of accidentally eating the fairy fruit from Taoshan.

In short, no matter which one it is, it can make the demons unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance in front of Yang Jian.

Behind Yang Jian, in second place is the armored and wielding great weapon, Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea.

The red light kept flowing on the flaming spear, shining brightly.

Perhaps it was because the flames were too strong, causing bubbles of magma to appear all over Nezha's body.

The surging molten bubbles caused other immortal generals and heavenly soldiers to move away, leaving at least dozens of feet of space around Nezha.

In addition to Nezha, the Seven Saints of Meishan also included four generals, Jin, Zhu, Chang, and Yang, all of whom were true immortals.

Their true forms are the bull monster with the blood of the great witch of prehistoric times, and Jin Dasheng.

Zhu Zizhen, a pig demon who attained enlightenment in ancient times and was known as Fuduan Star God who could swallow the sky in one gulp.

Chang Hao, General Chang, is a snake monster who is good at poison gas and was named the Anvil Star.

And there is Yang Xian, a goat monster with a face as white as powder, a beard that grows below the sea, two horns on the top of his head, and wearing a hair crown.

This guy spits out a breath of white light and specializes in defiling other people's weapons.

In addition, there are some celestial officials covered in golden armor, the God of Thunder who sits and beats drums, the Goddess of Lightning who holds a golden bowl, and three thousand grass-headed gods with murderous eyes.

He also brought 8,000 heavenly soldiers and generals with him.

With all these things, this powerful camp is only slightly inferior to the siege of Huaguo Mountain a few hundred years ago.

"Yang Jian, you have such a cruel heart. Today I will repay blood with blood. Before us, one of us must have our soul annihilated."

The roar of the Yellow Robe Monster was inexplicably tragic and heroic.

The golden energy ran across the mountains and rivers, and all the grass and trees stood upside down. The golden energy swept across thousands of miles, and condensed into a hundred thousand swords and spears in the air, hanging upside down in the sky.

It forms a spectacular scene.

The yellow-robed monster's eyes were as black as ink, with only a white dot deep in the pupil. He was extremely tall, with his shoulders as thick as an adult man's head, and his wrists were wrapped in a ball of red-gold light.

The lord of the twenty-eight constellations, the White Tiger God in the sky, gathers the golden energy between heaven and earth.

A famous warrior among the Eight Divisions of Heaven, on par with Wang Lingguan of the Division of Thunder.

In another time and space, the Yellow Robe Monster who had lost his inner elixir could fight against Master Wukong and they were evenly matched, let alone now.

When the demonic energy was fully unleashed, even Erlang Shen Yang Jian felt the danger.

"The devil's flames are raging. The devil's flames are raging."

Above the clouds, Nezha had a playful look on his face and was uttering a few words.

"Today, I want you to be buried with my son."

The yellow-robed monster's teeth were chattering so loudly that they were almost bleeding.

The next moment, endless swords and weapons rolled back and killed the generals in the sky.

"Humph."

Yang Jian snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's see the real thing with our hands."

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the weapons that were swept away were swept away by a golden beam of light.

The source of the light column was the third eye between Yang Jian’s eyebrows.

The divine light burst out and cleansed the weapons.

"With a divine light that's only a hundred feet wide, how many people can you save?"

The yellow-robed monster roared angrily.

With a grab of five fingers, the space collapsed, and a gap of more than ten meters long was opened in the dark cloud. The head of a grass-headed god exploded immediately.

This is a ghost soldier with the cultivation level of an earthly immortal.

Although he has barely stepped into the threshold of becoming an earthly immortal, he is still one step ahead of the eight hundred grass-headed gods in Lin Dong's hands.

The headless corpse was splattered with blood, and along with the head, the soul of the Grass-Headed God was blown away.

The Yellow Robe Monster was bare-handed, with his arms raised to the sky, and the lines of his bulging muscles looked like clear springs flowing through rocks.

His yellow hair danced wildly in the air, and his bulging blood vessels almost showed through his skin.

"Death, death, death!"

"Huang Tian - Great Killing Technique!"

The heavenly soldiers in the sky fell one after another, including a few grass-headed gods.

Yang Jian's eyes were still cold, and the casualties of the heavenly soldiers did not cause him much emotion.

As for his own private army, the Caotou Shenbu, only a few of them failed to withstand the first round of attacks from the Yellow Robe Monster.

"cut!"

Yang Jian swept the three-pointed, double-edged spear across, and cracks appeared in the air, like broken glass, and the sky made a sound of being unable to bear the weight.

Rays of brilliant divine light burst out from the three-pointed, double-edged spear one after another.

The yellow-robed monster was surrounded by golden energy, like a helmet. He rushed up and charged straight towards Yang Jian.

Nezha held the flaming spear in the cloud and was not in a hurry to attack.

In fact, in the current prehistoric world, there are not many enemies worthy of the two brothers joining forces to fight against.

Throughout the four continents, except for some extremely special tribes hidden in the ancient witch's land, Nezha believes that no one can be the enemy of their brothers unless the quasi-saint takes action.

Even the powerful Bull Demon King, who has the potential to be the number one demon king in Xihe Niuzhou, is not qualified.

Therefore, Nezha believed that this time the operation of subduing the Yellow Robe Monster was a sure thing.

only……

When Yang Jian was fighting fiercely with the Yellow Robe Monster.

The three-pointed, two-edged spear flipped over and swept across a length of more than ten meters. The fierce and fierce blade light and countless swords and spears turned into a vast ocean and rushed towards Yang Jian.

The jungle of swords and spears was so cold and eerie that there was no end in sight. However, Yang Jian was like a black mountain standing proudly in the ocean of golden energy on the sword handle.

Countless weapons were used to attack, but all were defeated.

The weapons that were intertwined like rain were swept down by the divine light in the three eyes. During this time, one of the arms of the yellow-robed monster was also cut by Yang Jian, and blood was dripping.

L.

Golden blood seeped through the five fingers of the yellow-robed monster. Even though he was a demon, this former star god in the sky had the scent of gold, iron, and swords flowing in his veins.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

The terrifying laughter resounded between heaven and earth, and for a moment it drowned out the sound of clashing swords.

"Yellow robe, I'll help you."

The evil energy swept across three thousand miles of sky, coming from the east and spreading across the entire sky in an instant.

The fierce demonic energy shattered the clouds, and pillars of black energy intertwined together, eventually forming a terrifying demon face with sharp features.

Sharp teeth.

hold head high!
He opened his mouth and swallowed, and most of the grass-headed gods were swallowed into the evil energy. Those ferocious immortal generals were no exception and were swept into the evil energy.

"How dare you, you brat!!"

Yang Jian shouted loudly, he never expected that Cheng Yaojin would appear out of nowhere, and be so arrogant.

The Grass-Headed God is Yang Jian's private soldier. It would be a great pity if more than one layer was lost, and it would take at least a hundred years to replenish them.

And this horrible monster swallowed half of it in one gulp.

It's simply... a challenge to Yang Jian's nerves.

Yang Jian tried to catch the demon who came to help.

"Your opponent is me!"

The yellow robe roared angrily.

Although he didn't know who was helping him, to him at this moment, it was more profound than receiving timely help.

Crack, there were several more explosions, and the true form of the Anvil Star Snake Monster, one of the Seven Saints of Meishan, was revealed in the broken clouds.

An incomparably huge black python emerged from the clouds and swung its tail violently in an attempt to smash the demon's face.

But I didn’t expect... a crack appeared in the void, and two terrifying claws as black as the abyss grabbed the snake’s body.

Then, tear it apart violently.

"Ahhh!"

Chang Xian let out a shrill scream.

Its body broke into two pieces, and black demon blood spilled all over the sky. The mountain-like snake body broke apart, fell from the sky, and smashed into the ground, crushing countless trees at once and making a rumbling sound.

Although he was barely buried in the realm of true wonderland, his body was directly exploded by the devil's claws.

"Damn it, if you want to fight, fight me."

The fire spear in the hand of Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, spewed out red light over a meter long. He swept the muzzle violently, and the Samadhi True Fire burst out.

Nezha regards Buddha as his father, and this Buddha refers to Vairocana Tathagata.

His abilities.

In the heavenly palace, there are the Great Gods of the Three Altars and the Sea Assembly, the All-knowing Grand Master, and the Great General with Might and Eminence.

In Chanjiao, he is a disciple of Taiyi and a standout among the second generation. In Buddhism, he is the adopted son of Tathagata and the Buddha of the Six Gods.

In the four continents, in heaven and on earth, and within the three realms, he is the true prince.

He has a lot of treasures, and his abilities and skills are extremely high. If he hadn't been plotted against during the Conferred God Program, he should have already broken through the threshold of becoming a celestial being and achieved the status of a quasi-saint.

It’s a pity that the physical body was destroyed, so he created a so-called lotus Dharma body, and the physical body became holy.

The upper limit is too low.

Over the years, even the lock of the fairy has not been removed.

It's only the Zhentian level of strength.

However, as a general rule, even at the Zhentian level, there are few rivals in the prehistoric world.

but……

An eye-popping scene appeared.

The demon face opened its mouth and spit out several purple fire snakes. The fire snakes swelled in the wind and fought with the fire spears.

Seeing this scene, Nezha did not hesitate at all and immediately revealed his true form with three heads and six arms.

The Hun Tian Ling that shines with divine light is his armor.

The Samadhi Divine Fire brought by the Wind-Fire Wheels and the Fire-Tipped Spear was flowing wildly in his blood vessels.

The lance suddenly pointed forward.

A laser-like line of fire pierced into the demon face made of black air.

The demonic energy was stirred into a ball, and in the rising demonic energy, a purple fire snake danced wildly and bit towards Nezha the Third Prince.

And the face of a man who had been chopped by knives and axes also emerged from the firelight.

Supreme Demon Lord, Lin Dong rushed here.

The speed of the laser shot out from the Fire Spear was far beyond Lin Dong's imagination. He had planned to swallow another three thousand grass-headed gods and try to eat up all of Yang Jian's elite troops.

I didn't expect that the laser from the Fire Spear could disperse the demonic energy.

The long snake made of Samadhi fire tried to bite the Third Prince.

Ha ha.

Nezha sneered coldly, without even turning around, he raised his hand and grabbed the head of the flaming snake.

Then, the five fingers suddenly tightened.

Bang! With a loud bang, the long snake made of purple fire was crushed.

Nezha the Third Prince stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel, turned around and jumped, raised his flaming spear, and rushed towards Lin Dong with murderous intent.

"You have a big temper."

Lin Dong grinned, his white teeth sharp, and with a wave of his hand, a pitch-black claw collided with the fire spear.

Peng!
The space where the two people stepped on exploded simultaneously, and fragments like lens shards flew up in the dark space.

"Do you have the guts to fight me in the outer world?"

Nezha asked angrily.

The so-called "heaven beyond heaven" is actually the heaven outside the ancient times.

The underworld is vast and boundless, and the heavens are actually the same, except for the heavenly palace and the thirty-six heavens.

There are countless other worlds outside the Milky Way.

Every universe revolves around the universe like a galaxy.

The world beyond heaven is the gap between these vast worlds. It is called a gap in name, but it is actually a vast universe.

It can accommodate competitions between immortals below the quasi-saint realm.

Ever since the last connection between heaven and earth, Gonggong and Zhuanxu have been fighting for the throne of Heavenly Emperor. Gonggong angrily struck Mount Buzhou, causing it to collapse and the people to wail.

To prevent this from happening again.

The Supreme Dao Ancestor established a rule that in contests above the celestial level, when the energy is drained to a certain extent, the opponents will be led to the Heaven Beyond Heaven and allowed to fight to their heart's content, to prevent the heaven and earth from being destroyed again.

Nezha suggested this, but Lin Dong showed no interest.

The protagonists this time are obviously the Yellow Robe Monster and Yang Jian. It's okay for Lin Dong to lend a hand, but asking him to fight to the death might be a bit too much.

Moreover.

Lin Dong’s eyes swept over Nezha.

"Okay."

He said this with a smile. Nezha thought that Lin Dong had already agreed and was about to cast a spell to extradite the two to the Tianwai Tian.

Who would have thought that Lin Dong, the sixth brother, would not play by the rules at all.

As soon as Lin Dong opened his mouth, a hundred-foot-long divine light of evil-killing came out.

"Be careful."

Erlang Shen Yang Jian shouted.

While fighting with the Yellow Robe Monster, this Erlang Xiaosheng actually had the time to remind Nezha and released Roaring Sky Dog to help.

Rumble.

The divine light of the evil-killing god hit the target right in the middle.

A stream of blood spurted out from the back of Nezha's head.

"what!"

Nezha let out a cry and fell from the clouds.

Lin Dong didn't expect that he could kill Nezha with a ray of his divine light.

In fact, such a move can at most make Nezha turn over and lose face. Nezha's body has become a saint, and his defense is not much worse than Yang Jian who practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

The divine light that kills evil is like a world-destroying thunder, and it is just a prank to save its face.

From now on, whenever people mention Lin Dong’s name, they will all know that he is an old senior who can defeat the Three Altars and Sea Assemblies gods with just a word from his mouth, and a Taoist cultivator among the demons.

"Cough cough."

Nezha spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat. In fact, he had come to his senses before he completely fell into the mountain.

He bent his knees slightly, and then, like a fully drawn bow, Nezha rushed towards Lin Dong.

"Humph."

Lin Dong raised his wrist, and a seven-colored lightning spear formed.

"Seventh Layer of Thunder Prison!"

He punched out, and the lightning spear brought out all kinds of light. Nezha waved the fire spear in his hand, and the spear brought up one flaming flower after another.

Thunder and fire collide.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

The void melts through.

【Nine Fire Dragon Cover! 】

Golden light emerged from Nezha's hands, and another magic weapon was used.

"Damn it, you arrogant second generation."

Lin Dong spoke with disdain, but in fact he was extremely envious.

In terms of the number of magic weapons, few people in the world can catch up with the Third Prince.

The cover engraved with dragon patterns suddenly burst into dazzling light.

One after another, fire dragons made of Samadhi True Fire cleverly avoided the thunder and coiled towards Lin Dong.

Nezha crossed his hands and used the might of Hun Tian Ling to block this wave of thunder spears.

The previous Evil-Slaying Divine Light was considered a sneak attack by Lin Dong, so Nezha suffered a loss.

The nine fire dragons moved in a cunning and cunning manner, and the scorching flames even made Lin Dong feel uncomfortable.

"hold head high."

at the same time.

The struggle between the Yellow Robe Monster and Yang Jian has also reached a critical moment.

"Prepare to die, Erlang Shen."

The Yellow Robe Monster laughed in anger and spread out his arms, leaving no defense and allowing Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged spear to lift him up.

Seeing the hideous smile on the yellow-robed monster's face, Yang Jian felt a sudden chill in his heart.

The lingering haze crept up his spine, and he wanted to kill him with a single shot.

But his hands paused. At the critical moment, relying almost on the instinct of many years of fighting, Yang Jian forcibly held back the killing move of the three-pointed, double-edged spear.

Draw the blade and retreat.

"Endless golden energy, hell of knife mountains!"

The yellow-robed monster shouted.

【Hell of Knife Mountain! 】

【Hell of Knife Mountain! 】

In an instant, a golden torrent formed in the void, and golden energy burst out from the yellow-robed monster like a tide.

The golden energy turned into waves and hit Yang Jian hard, while the yellow-robed monster turned into a huge white tiger.

His magic power was exhausted, and for a moment he could not maintain his Dharma body, revealing his original form.

Rumble, rumble.

The void shook, and a ray of light shot out from the distant galaxy, enveloping Baihu and Yang Jian, and pulling them both into the fighting arena space in Tianwai Tian.

As the aura of war plowed through, it seemed as if a catastrophe had taken place between heaven and earth.

The void cracked into a trace like a long river.

(End of this chapter)