lethal arsenal

Chapter 663 Northern Holy Spirit
The Bull Demon King had sunken eye sockets and the skin on the back of his hands was cracked. He looked injured, but there were no wounds on his body.

He looked somewhat haggard, but there was still a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Gazing into the past gives one a chill.

"Lord Bull Demon King~"

"Your Majesty~"

Pretending to be an arhat, the monsters of the bodhisattva all came closer.

Seeing the Bull Demon King was like seeing their backbone, and everyone spontaneously gathered towards where the old bull was.

"What's the situation now?"

The Bull Demon King asked subconsciously.

"We don't know either, sir. You were the leader of the Seven Great Saints and the most powerful king in the West. You have to give us an idea."

A wolf demon wearing a monk's robe shouted.

Some of the monsters present have revealed their true forms, while others are still in the costumes of immortals and Buddhas in the Little Leiyin Temple.

"I, Old Cow, remember..."

The Bull Demon King stroked his tiger whiskers and gradually recalled what had happened.

If he remembered correctly, a few days ago, he led the violent ape Sun Wukong, who had broken free from his cage and returned to the peak, to come to Xiao Leiyin Temple to provide assistance.

It was not clear who gave the order to Bull Demon King on Sun Wukong's side.

He himself received an order from the Blood River Ancestor to go to Xiaoxitian for assistance.

On the one hand, assisting Xiao Xitian is in the interests of Xuehe.

On the other hand, there is also the consideration of the friendship back then.

The seven great sages became sworn brothers, and the Yellow-browed Buddha was the Yu Monkey King of that time.

But later on, this fellow shed his ape body, turned into a boy under the command of Maitreya, and was ordered to build Little Western Paradise. Then he called himself the Yellow-browed Old Buddha, and had a great fortune in the Three Realms.

Even though we haven't had any contact for many years, there was still some affection between us.

As for the help coming from Bull Demon King and Sun Wukong, it was obvious that Yellow-browed Buddha had also received some news from above.

Therefore, the Yellow-browed Buddha entertained him with all his might.

Wait for the heavenly soldiers to attack.

Zhenwu's generals, Ma Huaguang and the Three-eyed Horse King were caught off guard by the Bull Demon King, Sun Wukong and the Yellow-browed Buddha.

"It was the violent ape that tore off Ma Huaguang's arms, why did it happen here? And..."

The Bull Demon King's soul beat for a while. He remembered that most of these little demons had died in battle outside the Leiyin Temple. Why did they all come back to life?
"That's really weird?"

The Bull Demon King thought to himself while performing the blood tracing technique.

In an instant, large masses of sticky blood gushed out from the acupuncture points all over the Bull Demon King's body, and his soul was beating violently.

It felt like I had swallowed a piece of burning charcoal in my throat, and a salty and fishy smell filled my mouth and nose.

At the same time, scenes from the past reappear before our eyes.

On the battlefield outside Xiao Leiyin Temple, the roars of demons and the cries of heavenly soldiers all came rushing towards them.

"I see."

The Bull Demon King was shaking all over and his fists were clenched tightly.

By tracing back the blood, he realized that someone had secretly manipulated the system and used a magic weapon to reverse part of time and space.

The monsters in Xiao Leiyin Temple were divided into several different battlefields.

This place is one end of the Milky Way.

The river water is rushing endlessly, and the ice blocks floating on the river are colliding with each other, making a tinkling sound.

A bald arhat pointed his butt toward the river surface and swung it gently, revealing a black hairy tail.

His temples were like inverted needles, piercing into the river.

It turned out that this guy was actually a cat demon disguised as an arhat, trying to catch a live fish and taste it.

"do not want!"

The Bull Demon King shouted hurriedly.

But the cat demon moved too quickly, its tail had already been lowered, and cold water splashed everywhere.

……

When the cat demon lifted up its tail, only a piece of bone was left.

The flesh and blood disappeared, and the cat demon didn't even feel the pain.

A giant hand jumped out of the water, and with a sudden claw, it dragged the cat demon into the water.

Bang! The water splashed even louder.

This monster, which had at least a thousand years of experience and was able to impersonate an arhat, completely disappeared into the water.

Only a few gurgling bubbles appeared, indicating that there was danger lurking here.

"My fellow men, if you don't want to die, listen to my command and move closer to me. This is the Celestial River. The water of the Celestial River can devour flesh and blood, and repeatedly wash the body. Even if you have an indestructible body, you can't stand it in the water for long. Moreover! We, we have probably been surrounded by the celestial soldiers..."

The voice paused, and the Bull Demon King raised his head and looked into the distance.

It was a vast expanse, and a blue star could be seen in the east.

"My lord, why are we here?"

A tiger demon couldn't help but ask.

"It's a spell from heaven. In short, be careful."

The Bull Demon King spoke in a heavy tone.

"Then aren't we doomed?"

There were monsters making noises again.

popping.

The Bull Demon King clapped his hands.

"quiet!"

"Monsters are born from their mothers, and humans are born from their mothers. Human lives are lives? Aren't our lives also lives? I, the Bull Demon King, hereby promise that as long as you are willing to listen to me, I will try to take every monster out."

These words were like a shot of adrenaline for the monster.

Those lions, tigers, wolves, dogs, bears, and some fake Buddhist demons all stared at the Bull Demon King and were impressed by his courage.

The King of Power in the West, the Chief of the Seven Great Sages, such a title is not given in vain, the Bull Demon King naturally has a kind of appeal.

"All monsters, form a formation."

The Bull Demon King frowned and said, "Arrange the Arhat formation one by one according to the formations you practiced outside the Little Leiyin Temple."

His tone suddenly became a little more vicious: "Now is a moment of life and death. I, Old Niu, will make it clear in advance that we are all in the same boat. If the war is lost, I, Old Niu, have great magical powers and may not be in any trouble. But you, if you don't work together, you will surely die. Of course, I have said before that I will never give up on any monster. If..."

The voice paused again.

"If... I encounter Erlang Shen, Yang Jian and others, then let these immortal swords chop the horns of my old bull first. I, the Bull Demon King of the West, will never retreat behind you. Charge into battle and meet challenges head-on. Be worthy of my title as the number one demon in Xihe Niuzhou."

The Bull Demon King's words seemed to give many monsters a reassurance.

The chaotic situation was quickly brought under control.

The demons formed a formation, and demonic energy immediately penetrated the sky.

The Bull Demon King understood the current situation very well. The Emperor Ziwei wanted to become a quasi-saint by virtue of his contribution in cleansing Xihe Niuzhou.

Then, no monster force will be spared.

Even though he has now placed his men in the River Styx, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons will sooner or later have to face the firepower of Heaven.

And now that Lao Niu has joined the battlefield of Xiao Xitian, there is no way he can stay out of it.

The Bull Demon King had no intention of abandoning this group of monsters.

On the contrary, he wanted to pick some elite warriors who had experienced many battles and have them join his Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters.

Anyone who can break out of the siege of Heaven must be an elite.

Wolves, tigers, leopards, dragons, and several middle-level leaders spontaneously approached the Bull Demon King, looking at the arrogant old bull with excited expressions!
The Bull Demon King pounded his chest and said, "Break out of the encirclement!"

"Break out of the siege." "Break out of the siege."

For a moment, the roar shook the sky. On the bank of the Milky Way, where no monsters existed in the past, a large cloud of monsters gathered together.

……

"The turtle and snake return!"

The barbaric energy of ancient times burst out from the body of Emperor Zhenwu.

At this moment, Zhenwu turned into a yellowish-brown giant. Not only that, in his left hand was a giant red-scaled snake, on his chest was an old turtle, his hair was flying, and in his right hand was tightly grasping a black demon-slaying sword that was six thousand feet long!

Holy Spirit of the North!

The Chaos Demon stands proudly in the galaxy.

In fact, even if they both reached the celestial realm.

There is still an unspeakable gap between ordinary celestial beings and the celestial beings at the Four Imperial levels.

Although Zhenwu Emperor is not one of the Four Imperial Gods, he is not far off.

He is almost the number one person under the Four Imperial Gods.

Once the Northern Holy Spirit Dharma Image was released, its aura directly reached the peak of the Heaven-Swallowing Level.

As for why the increase is so great, it is because of Zhenwu’s three unique skills.

The first is commanding troops and fighting in military formations. This ability is not suitable here.

The second is to refer to the Xuantian Dharma Lineage cultivated by Ziwei Emperor - the Thunder God Body, which deprived the Thunder Department of part of its authority.

The third one is the Northern Holy Spirit Phase, which is the real killer trump card of the Zhenwu Emperor.

To some extent, he is superior to the Holy Emperor Chong'en of the Five Elders of the Five Directions.

Because this supernatural power comes from the One Qi Three Purities method created by Laozi of Taoism.

The background of the Great Emperor Zhenwu is naturally not as profound as that of the Great Taoist Ancestor, and he is even less capable of beheading his three corpses.

However, he has unique talent and has developed his own method.

That is the tortoise and snake phases.

The two generals, the turtle and the snake, were chosen as his true forms after several reincarnations and practice.

The Turtle General is the spirit of a mountain with fire as its source, and the Snake General is the spirit of a cold spring with mysterious water that winds around the mountain.

This is also the source of the calm character of the snake and the hot-tempered character of the turtle.

He cultivated and practiced day and night, exchanging a wisp of his soul with the tortoise and snake spirits, in order to reach the point of being transformed into three.

And it is precisely because of the simultaneous support of three true gods for cultivation.

Even though the Great Emperor Zhenwu possessed enough merit to wipe out all the demons on an entire continent, it was still not enough from beginning to end.

The three bodies merged into one, and naturally reached the current peak of the Heaven-Swallowing Level.

Lin Dong’s heart sank, and he also used Xuandu’s indestructible body transformation technique.

The faces of demons flashed before his eyes, and finally stopped at the battle at Jilei Mountain, where the Bull Demon King opened his bloody mouth to face the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Roar!
The nine-headed Bull Demon reappeared in the world, but this time the other heads did not transform into weapons and armor. Instead, they faced the world in the purest and bloodiest way.

The sideburns seemed to have turned into a primeval forest covered with snow.

The towering ancient trees all turned white.

The pupils were like two huge, pure, dark blue lakes.

The Bull Demon roared, and blazing flames burst out of his mouth, comparable to a stellar explosion.

Nine heads roared together, and the entire universe began to collapse. The nine-headed bull demon opened its mouth, and the fangs on its mouth were like sharp and cold upside-down mountains.

The nine-headed bull demon's body grew continuously in size, and finally its feet stepped into the galaxy.

And like the body of the Holy Spirit in the north, he stepped across the universe in a few steps, and his breath formed a huge cloud. The vast universe was the ceiling of the room, and the galaxy was the ground under his feet.

One punch can penetrate endless time and space, and thousands of angry stars will sink into the underworld.

It was like two demon gods before the creation of the world, confronting each other in the chaos.

"Tsk, tsk."

In a corner of the void, Yang Jian stepped into the nearly torn-apart world with an expressionless face. He gritted his teeth fiercely, not expecting that the intensity of the battle would almost reach the limit of his ability.

At the moment, whether it is the Northern Holy Spirit form of the Zhenwu Emperor or the Nine-Headed Bull Demon form of Lin Dong, neither of them can be defeated by Yang Jian.

"Well, not necessarily."

Yang Jian thought to himself, how can I know who is stronger if I haven’t even fought him?

Although the fight between the two was magnificent and grand, my Gengjin sword energy has now been completely tamed and can break all kinds of golden bodies.

Sun Wukong's indestructible body can still be cut through.

Let’s be honest.

The monkey head is not necessarily worse than the other two. As for who is better, they will have to fight each other to know.

Yang Jian came back to his senses.

When he burst into the battlefield, he was indeed stimulated by the life-and-death battle between Zhenwu and Lin Dong.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze. Even though his blood enemy was right before his eyes, he did not rush to attack.

He planned to wait for the Great Emperor Zhenwu to consume some of Lin Dong’s additional mana before stepping forward to help.

Maintain the ten thousand feet Dharma body.

The consumption is incomparable to that of ordinary spells.

Yang Jian boasted that even if he stretched his body to this extent, he could only maintain it for the length of an incense stick.

The bigger the body, the simpler the fighting techniques.

Head-on collision, fist-on collision.

The left hand of the Emperor Zhenwu, the snake transformed into a fist wrapped with endless red flames, slammed fiercely towards Lin Dong's direction.

With one punch, the void collapsed layer by layer, like a broken bottle.

However, in the galaxy, each star was engulfed by the vortexes of void created by the potential energy of Zhenwu's fist.

Roar!
The nine-headed Bull Demon King had several heads as big as stars, with their mouths wide open and bloody.

Huge energy columns that almost spanned the nebula and blazing, endless columns of flames spurted out, like a giant sword intertwined together, and collided fiercely with the oncoming fist.

The moment the flames intertwined with the fists, the nebula trembled and cracked.

The stars broke away from the void gravity of the nebula and flew around, and the Northern Holy Spirit Dharma body of the Great Emperor Zhenwu shook.

Endless flames, flames that melted through the void, all poured onto the body of the Northern Holy Spirit.

The spreading flames caused a chain of explosions. The stars flying in the void were pulled by the energy collapse and also crashed into the Holy Spirit of the North.

There was an endless rumbling sound, and mushroom clouds exploded on the Northern Holy Spirit.

The scene in front of Yang Jian's eyes kept shaking. In order to better watch the battle, he also used the Fa Tian Xiang Di.

However, it is only the height of a palm of the two ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma bodies.

The unbalanced stars were blown to pieces.

There are also some planets where the crust is cracked, corpses are everywhere, and red magma is gushing out from the depths of the core. However, such a scene is not even as bright as a small firework in front of this picture.

Yang Jian's vision was completely drowned by all kinds of blurry, hot and fierce star fires that were no less relaxing than the one in Laojun's Bagua furnace.

In his heart, he silently put himself in the position of Zhenwu Emperor.

After some thought, Yang Jian's face finally became completely gloomy.

Because he discovered that even with the blessing of Gengjin sword energy, he could still subdue the sharpest sword energy in the world.

But the chances of Erlang Shen Yang Jian defeating the Demon Lord Lin Yuanjue are already shockingly low.

Yang Jian's gaze was cast onto the huge face in the distant void, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Perhaps, I am not worth mentioning in front of him?"

Yang Jian even had such a thought.

(End of this chapter)