lethal arsenal

Chapter 589: Defeat!

The chaotic flames and intertwined thunder brought about continuous explosions like a storm.

Whether it was the Samadhi Fire, the golden energy of the swords and spears, or the divine light in Yang Jian's eyes, all kinds of energies collided and annihilated each other.

A terrifying abyss several thousand meters long and more than eight hundred meters wide was pulled out in the sky.

If they continue to fight like this recklessly, I'm afraid the earth's crust will be broken through.

Fortunately, a ray of divine light burst out from the depths of the universe and pulled Yang Jian and the Yellow-Robed Monster away.

In this way, the absolute main force of the two warring parties on the battlefield became Lin Dong and Nezha the Third Prince.

Nezha has many magic weapons, and he can strike back from outside the Nine Fire Dragon Cover.

Nine lifelike fire dragons burst out, also made of the Samadhi Divine Fire, and could not be extinguished by water.

The fire snakes were defeated and retreated after fighting with the thousands of purple fire snakes that Lin Dong casually summoned.

However, Lin Dong was not angry.

“Third Prince, you’d better watch out, you are not the only one who has treasures in the world.” Lin Dong opened his mouth and spit out a fan as big as a palm.

The magic power is refined, and the banana fan can control the wind and grow stronger.

Lin Dong stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the giant fan that was ten feet high in his palm.

"not good!"

Nezha's eyebrows suddenly raised, his heart pounding, why do you think?
It turned out that Nezha the Third Prince had recognized the treasure in Lin Dong's hand - it was the ancestor of the creation of heaven and earth, the Supreme Taoist, who usually used it to fan the fire. It contained countless fire spirits and wind spirits.

If it was in Laojun's hand, it would just be used to fan the fire, but if it was held by this demon, what would happen?
After thinking about this, Nezha hurriedly threw the Qiankun Ring in his hand outwards.

At this moment, Lin Dong held the palm-leaf fan and aimed it at Nezha, the heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, the grass-headed god, and the generals among the Seven Monsters of Meishan, and suddenly fanned it.

A strong wind blew.

Spewing non-stop.

The Nine-Fire Dragon, which was the first to be hit, disintegrated and turned into red embers all over the sky.

Nezha tried to raise the Hun Tian Ling to resist, but the long red silk that was as big as a python or a dragon, along with the top of Wanzi Mountain that it was wrapped around, were blown away by the strong wind.

The ordinary heavenly soldiers and generals and the grass-headed god in the clouds were blown away by the strong wind.

His body disappeared from Lin Dong's sight like an overturned and spinning float.

The scene was almost cleared in an instant.

Without a divine object like the Dingfengzhu to restrain them, the Banana Fan had three innate divine prohibitions, one of which was the Samadhi Divine Wind, which was enough to blow seven or eight thousand heavenly soldiers and generals and three thousand grass-headed gods to the ends of the earth.

In the cloud, there was a brave general wearing military armor and with a pig's head, shouting, "My second brother will never let you go. The demon from outside the domain will be killed."

This monster is the pig monster among the Seven Saints of Meishan, Zhu Zizhen.

He attained enlightenment during the Shang Dynasty and was named Fuduanxing.

His magical powers were much stronger than those of the other grass-headed gods and generals. In addition, the hurricane from the banana fan was originally aimed at Nezha, so this monster survived by chance.

However, the scolding has not yet completely died down.

澎咚
There was a muffled sound and a flash of purple lightning, and a stream of blood spurted out from his nostrils, ear holes, and eye sockets.

Zhu Zizhen let out a strange cry and fell to the clouds, with no one knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Noisy."

Lin Dong glanced at him coldly and said with disdain.

This is the time.

The golden circle of heaven and earth smashed down towards Lin Dong’s head. Lin Dong raised his hand and punched horizontally to block it, colliding with the circle of heaven and earth.

Boom! The space around him exploded like ice chips. Lin Dong's bones seemed to be turned upside down and almost scattered. Blood spurted out of his eyes, mouth, ears and nose.

He wiped his nose and was quite shocked. He took the blow head-on and his immortal-level body almost exploded.

The Qiankun Circle flew high into the sky and tried to strike a second time.

Lin Dong frowned and used his devilish power. The demonic energy condensed into a pitch-black devil claw.

A fierce purple flame burned on its claws, and it grabbed at the Qiankun Circle with great force.

It is worthy of being Nezha's magical weapon. Even though Nezha was thousands of miles away, Qiankun locked onto it and attacked it, splitting into three in an instant.

Three circles of golden light formed a V-shape and pierced through the devil's hand in the air, instantly breaking up the palm condensed by the demonic energy.

The Qiankun Circle rushed towards Lin Dong again. The three circles shone with exactly the same brilliance, making it impossible to tell the real from the fake.

But, humph, Lin Dong smiled coldly and opened his mouth, and a hundred-foot-long divine light of evil-killing was shot out.

The dazzling light collides with the circle of heaven and earth.

A burst of weapons wailing broke out in the air.

The light and shadow of the two Qiankun Circles exploded directly, and the immortal weapon Qiankun Circle itself flew directly towards the southwest, as if the divine object had its own spiritual consciousness.

"It's a really good weapon."

Lin Dong’s greedy eyes lingered on the disappearing shadow of the Qiankun Circle.

As soon as he lowered his head, he found that a large white dog with pointed ears, short tail and sharp tail had bitten his calf.

The sudden sharp pain made Lin Dong's soul tremble. There was actually a dark brown seal with the word "roar" on the top of the ferocious dog's head.

Under the shiny sideburns are smooth muscle lines.

His limbs are strong and powerful, and under his feet are four black mist-like evil spirits. His appearance alone is quite extraordinary.

Roaring Sky Dog!
boom!
Lin Dong’s real body directly turned into a ball of demonic energy, and a gnarled and powerful hand suddenly punched down from the demonic energy.

The fist hit the white dog's head hard.

Bang! There was a sound like metal exploding during the collision.

Roaring Sky Dog was knocked flying by Lin Dong's punch, and it took a long time for it to stabilize its body.

The dog had a thin waist that was arched like a big bow, and its four feet were stepping on the evil cloud. Its ferocious eyes stared at Lin Dong, and a fierce roar came from its throat.

"Oh shit."

Lin Dong’s figure emerged from the evil spirit, and there were several bloody holes bitten through his calves.

Roaring Sky Dog's ferocious mouth with sharp fangs actually has the ability to absorb some kind of energy.

Even though the bitten area has been transformed into energy, the flesh and blood are still missing.

Lin Dong looked at the bite marks on his instep, which were recovering very slowly. For a moment, he even wanted to eat dog meat.

Even though he knew that Yang Jian would probably fight him to the death after killing Sky Roaring Dog, Lin Dong didn't care about that. He was completely enraged and just wanted to catch Sky Roaring Dog and cook a barbecue for it.

Roar!
Lin Dong grabbed out of thin air with his five fingers, demonic energy surged, and an extremely terrifying bull-headed demon general rose from the ground.

An extremely huge ball of black light suddenly burst out from the collapsed forest.

The upper body of the Bull Demon, who was almost as tall as Wanzi Mountain, appeared. He wore a crown of bones on his head and spread his wings so wide that they could block out the sun and the moon.

A string of human bone beads hung around his neck. It was only his upper body, but the monstrous demonic energy there was enough to scare even immortals and Buddhas.

An incomparable sense of evil and allure enveloped the Roaring Sky Dog.

The Bull Demon's five fingers, as strong as pillars, suddenly covered the position of Roaring Sky Dog.

Howling Sky Dog, which had already cultivated its primordial spirit, knew that once it was caught by the devil's hand, it would be completely dissolved, and not even a single hair would be left.

Ouch!

Roaring Sky Dog let out a loud bark, and transformed into a ball of golden light, heading towards the sky.

Lin Dong made a hand gesture, and a ball of black light in Niu Mo's hand suddenly changed into a large bow. He drew the bow and put an arrow on it, and was about to shoot Roaring Sky Dog.

Crack! A crack appeared in the sky, and a dark gate appeared.

The moment the door opened.

The friction of weapons, the sound of spells turning like waves, the buzzing of three-pointed, two-edged spears cutting through the darkness, these sounds that should have appeared in the Tianwai Tian Arena all became clear.

Yang Jian's golden vertical pupils overlapped, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

The yellow-robed monster's body was covered in blood and flesh, his wounds healed bit by bit, and his pupils were sharp and focused.

The two men simultaneously broke open the dark door and appeared in a corner of the sky, one in the south and one in the north, standing opposite each other.

The arrow that Lin Dong was originally intending to use to shoot Roaring Sky Dog suddenly changed direction.

Bull Demon Lord drew his bow and locked onto Yang Jian and Yang Erlang in the air.

Compared with Roaring Sky Dog, it is obviously more cost-effective to shoot Yang Jian. Of course, the possibility of success is very low.

Yang Jian's third divine eye was closed, and he stared at the sharp-eyed yellow-robed monster with an expressionless face. As for the arrow aimed at him, Yang Jian chose to ignore it.

"My third eye was last shut down when I was fighting Sun Wukong. Kui Mulang, I didn't expect you to hide it so well. You should be proud of yourself for being able to survive in my hands."

Yang Jian said coldly, his tone arrogant.

"Hahaha."

The yellow-robed monster actually laughed, and the golden elixir he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly cracked. "If you break my golden elixir, I don't have a second one. Ahem... You are worthy of being the Yang Erlang who fights against heaven and earth."

Blood gushed out of the yellow-robed monster's facial features, and his face turned scarlet in an instant.

It turned out that he had already reached his limit.

"Today's battle..."

Yang Jian looked around and paused for a moment. All the men he brought with him were gone?
Even Roaring Sky Dog is missing?
An inexplicable panic made Yang Jian's heart sink.

This is the case.

Lin Dong has never had the habit of missing a good opportunity, and he will never let his opponent speak on the battlefield or indulge him in showing off.

The Bull Demon Lord drew his bow and shot the arrow out.

blow!
An arrow condensed from infinite demonic energy shot towards Yang Jian's head.

Lin Dong knew that it was impossible to kill Yang Jian with one arrow, but it would be good to be able to embarrass the other party.

The wound on his calf hasn't healed yet, and without leaving anything behind for Yang Jian, they're just letting him go?
Haha, that's a huge joke.

Huge ripples swept across the sky.

When the arrow came, even though he had the Eight-Nine Profound Art and was proficient in seventy-two transformations, Yang Jian still felt the oppression of the approaching death.

His pupils suddenly shrank, but he did not use any of his Seventy-Two Transformations. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and let the arrow brush past his face. The exploding sonic boom and demonic energy directly blew Yang Jian's ears and half of his face into pieces.

However, although the arrow shot by Niu Mo was powerful, it failed to kill Yang Jian.

Lin Dong's figure flashed twice, and the next moment, he moved instantly and appeared in front of Yang Jian.

The fist wrapped in thunder and fire smashed towards Yang Jian's head without hesitation.

Most of Yang Jian's magical powers come from the third eye on his head.

As long as this vertical pupil is broken, Yang Jian's soul can be severely damaged.

Lin Dong acted without mercy.

If he could kill Yang Jian before the group arrived at Jilei Mountain, then for him, it would not only be as simple as establishing a great reputation, but it would also be equivalent to cutting off the left and right arms of the Heavenly Court.

Don’t talk about obeying orders and not announcements. Watch his actions and you can know his nature!
No matter how one tries to excuse Yang Jian, to put it bluntly, he, the first judicial god in the Three Realms, Erlang Shen who symbolizes the laws of heaven, and Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, his fundamental interests are consistent with those of the Heavenly Court.

Even if he just obeyed orders and not announcements, didn't he still go to encircle and suppress the Flower-Fruit Mountain?
Wasn’t it he who personally brought the Third Holy Mother into Huashan?
The horrific fear of death almost overwhelmed Yang Jian's nerves.

It has been thousands of years. The last time I had such a feeling was during the Shang Dynasty, during the Battle of the Gods.

I didn't expect that when this catastrophe of heaven and earth had just begun, I would have such a feeling again.

Before his eyes, Lin Dong’s ferocious facial features kept getting bigger and bigger.

Roar!
Yang Jian's eyes were wide open with anger, and the third eye on his forehead, which had been closed, opened again.

A line of golden blood flowed from the third eye, like a real roar, like the clear sound of metal and stone colliding. When the terrifying sound waves swept, an explosion point was formed with Yang Jian as the center, and the area within ten feet was filled with the golden divine light from his third eye.

Lin Dong was also pierced by thousands of golden lights, and his body suddenly cracked, with blood flowers appearing one after another.

His entire body instantly turned into a blood gourd, bang! The blood turned into purple flames and burned.

The flames gathered towards the void again.

Lin Dong, with a pale face, appeared from the void, and at this moment Yang Jian had disappeared at the end of Lin Dong's sight.

It turned out that Roaring Sky Dog had gone and returned, and Yang Jian was in danger of his life.

The space cracked, and a scarred white dog grew bigger in the wind, picked up Yang Jian and ran away at an incredibly fast speed.

The Bull Demon on the ground wanted to stop him, but he couldn't even aim his bow and shoot.

"hateful."

Lin Dong groaned, raised his hand, and the Bull Demon below transformed into endless demonic energy, filling his body again.

Lin Dong's face was extremely ugly and he was filled with indignation.

"Just a little bit more."

Lin Dong still felt somewhat indignant.

"Greetings, brother. There are only a few people in history who can severely injure Yang Erlang. Are you the king of Black Wind Mountain?"

The yellow-robed monster bowed and said.

In fact, the Yellow Robe Monster had already planned to detonate his inner elixir and die together with Yang Jian.

What I didn’t expect was that he managed to survive and get his life back.

"In short, kind of."

Lin Dong nodded concisely.

Wanzi Mountain was almost cut in half, the earth was devastated, and the forest in the distance was destroyed by the aftermath of the fight, but the cracks in the void were constantly healing.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and after the cracks in the void were restored, sunlight would surely be able to fill this space again.

Lin Dong and the Yellow Robe Monster descended from the clouds slowly and steadily.

And now.

The Golden Horn and the Silver Horn just began to shine.

"Brother Xian, long time no see."

Jinjiao and Yinjiao appeared, bowed and saluted.

It’s not really true to say that these two monsters are not kind.

Even though Jinjiao and Yinjiao are currently demon kings, their positions in the heavenly court are still preserved, and they may return to heaven at any time. The two demons have done their utmost to lend the palm-leaf fan and rush here.

The Yellow Robe Monster sent his son to Pingdingshan, pretending to ask for help. He did so with the intention of protecting his son. If he could have the protection of the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn, Erlang Shen would have been more afraid of him.

Unexpectedly, Jinjiao and Yinjiao would come to help. Even though they only appeared at the last moment, to some extent, the Yellow Robe Monster owed them a huge favor.

"Thank you two brothers for your help."

The yellow-robed monster clasped his fists in gratitude, then bowed with his back bent very low.

"Hey, hurry up, we are brothers, don't say anything else."

Jinjiao quickly helped Huangpao up and used his magic power to help Huangpao clean up the mess all over Wanzi Mountain.

(End of this chapter)