lethal arsenal

Chapter 672: The Terrifying King of the East
The earth cracked and the sky opened.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, in the Qingshan area, time and space were completely disrupted.

boom!
An extremely terrifying footprint suddenly appeared on the earth's crust.

The old demon with yellow eyebrows was originally locked in by endless murderous aura, and he couldn't dodge the overwhelming killing intent in time.

The old demon with yellow eyebrows suddenly remembered another use of the forbidden word method taught by Maitreya.

He waved his hand and the golden cymbal should have flown over, then the upper and lower flaps slammed together, trapping the yellow-browed old demon inside.

Protect his body.

At that time, the Yellow Eyebrowed Old Demon could even taunt him: "No matter how powerful you are, Lü Dongbin, can you really break the Buddha's golden cymbal?"

normal circumstances.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of thinking.

The problem is that……

At this moment, Lu Dongbin was already in a rampage state, and what he summoned was his ancient self.

Dong Wanggong who spans the long river of time!

Such magic was forbidden even in ancient times.

The Heavenly Court has been established for tens of thousands of years, and various laws and regulations have been formed and are extremely strict.

Such behavior is tantamount to challenging the way of God and the way of heaven.

Lu Dongbin and others are gambled with their own future.

Ever since.

The golden cymbal flew away backwards.

That’s right, fly away instead of protecting the old yellow-browed monster.

The yellow-browed old demon chanted the forbidden spell, but the Buddhist treasure that was supposed to fly over to take the damage for him flew away backwards and turned into a stream of light, rushing out of the sky.

"Lord Buddha!"

"Buddha"

"Lord Buddha!"

The old yellow-browed demon screamed in panic, and now he was afraid.

It was not until this moment that the Yellow-browed Old Demon remembered that the golden cymbal was lent to him by the Buddha and was not his own.

No matter it is the human race bag or the golden cymbal, they are all the magic weapons of Maitreya.

The old yellow-browed demon was filled with despair and came to his senses.

He understood that he had been abandoned by Maitreya Buddha.

But when he wanted to escape again, the front was covered by endless shadows.

Even the sky seemed to him but a part of a gigantic foot.

Boom boom boom!
A huge, unfathomable and unimaginable giant foot fell down.

One foot is enough to pierce through a planet.

The originally green land and mountains were flattened by a single step.

Forming a deep pit.

A bottomless canyon.

The plates of the Netherworld Continent collided with the adjacent Xihe Niuzhou plates.

The edge of a plate.

The water of the River Styx evaporated rapidly.

In addition to Qingshan's unpredictable power due to the blessing of divine power.

The rest of the soil around it sank almost hundreds of feet.

The dry and cracked rock layers are hot and scarlet, and the mantle is gushing out like a broken star.

And the terrifying footprints that were deeper than the canyon appeared in front of Lin Dong.

"This……"

The almost ten thousand feet tall Dharma body stands proudly between heaven and earth.

The one who suffered the most was undoubtedly the old monster with yellow eyebrows.

now.

Even the Bull Demon King would find it difficult to connect the pile of rotten meat on the ground with the Yellow-browed Old Demon.

In a deep pit that is almost bottomless, a pool of magma has formed inside.

The old yellow-browed demon was lying in the innermost part, soaked in magma. He no longer had a human form, but was just the outline of a piece of black meat.

The piece of meat had no limbs or facial features, it was all blurry, with only a golden mace embedded in the flesh.

The mace was covered with barbs and cracks, and it looked as if it would shatter completely if touched just a little more.

"Liu'er, Liu'er!"

The Bull Demon King shouted a few times, but the broken body parts did not respond. It was not until a while later that a broken soul crawled out of the body of the Yellow-browed Old Demon.

"Be careful of Maitreya, be careful of Tathagata! Don't trust them, they are definitely not..."

The next moment, before the old yellow-browed demon could finish his words, the spirit collapsed into thousands of ashes.

With a thud, it hit the bottom of the canyon.

The dust was carried by the heat flow and rushed into the sky again.

Scattered by the strong wind.

The Bull Demon King frowned deeply.

Be careful Maitreya.

He could understand it, after all, it was Maitreya Buddha who took away the golden cymbal at the last moment.

Otherwise, with the Buddhist treasure to resist, the old yellow-browed demon might not die.

"But be careful where the Buddha starts."

In addition, everyone knows that the Bull Demon King relied on the Blood River Ancestor to make a comeback, but in fact, his real backer is Sakyamuni, which few people know.

"Brother Liu'er, how do you know your true situation?"

The Bull Demon King's mind was filled with all kinds of doubts, but at this time there was no time to think too much.

"Fuck off."

Huanxin said unhappily, under his feet was a wheel that looked extremely similar to Nezha's Wind-Fire Wheels, as if they were produced from the same batch.

Huanxin had a dejected look on his face.

The ten thousand feet long Dharma body is the upper limit of the world, not the upper limit of Lu Dongbin.

The summoning of the true body of the previous life made Lin Dong and others completely understand what the essence of a supreme immortal is.

This is a huge Dharma body with the strength of a quasi-saint, and theoretically it has no end in sight.

Lu Dongbin's Dharma body broke through the sky above his head, and endless real fire wind blew directly on his face.

His feet pierced into the underworld hell, but the face of his Dharma body was inserted into the space outside the sky.

It stands to reason that in this situation, the full picture cannot be seen at all.

However, Lin Dong was able to glimpse a rough outline of the Void Yakshas through the densely packed world and omnipresent.

Standing proudly between heaven and earth is a deity in the shape of a human, with a bird face and a tiger tail, wearing a jade belt, a red cloak, and a crown of heaven.

Its appearance was also recorded in the Donghuang Jing.

"There is a large stone chamber in the East Desert Mountain, where the King of the East lives. It is ten thousand feet high, with white hair, a human body, a bird's head and a tiger's tail. A black bear sits on it, looking around. He always plays pot-tossing with a jade girl, and each time they toss 1,200 times. If someone gets in but doesn't get out, the sky sighs; if someone gets out but escapes and doesn't understand, the sky laughs."

This is the full picture of the ancient god of chaos who was born before heaven and earth.

The bird's eyes were extremely cold and filled with frightening murderous intent.

A huge ancient Fusang tree is carried on the back of Dong Wanggong, and the ancient tree is looming!
At this moment, Lu Dongbin's magical power is not enough to summon Dong Wanggong completely.

The tree, the bird head, the human body, the tiger tail, and the black bear all appear in the world to symbolize the full power of the King of the East.

The hot breath spreads in all directions.

In addition to the green mountains, magma continued to roll out from the cracked earth's crust, and the more magma the hibiscus tree swallowed, the more solid its shape became.

A wild and barbaric aura that spans ancient times filled every direction.

Under such circumstances.

Lin Dong, on the contrary, was quite eager to try. His current Bull Demonic Body could actually reach a height of ten thousand feet. Unfortunately, Lin Dong's ten thousand feet Dharma Body could not last long.

At most, he will fight a few rounds with the Dongwanggong summoned by Lu Dongbin, and after that, he will probably end up like the Yellow-browed Old Demon.

"Let's go!"

The Bull Demon King suggested with a stern look on his face, already thinking of retreating.

You have to know that at this moment Lu Dongbin is just bursting out with all his strength.

The other external aids of Queen Mother of the West are still on the way.

And from the beginning to the end, until now, the Queen Mother of the West has never appeared in the true sense.

Even the beautiful face that appeared in the sky not long ago was just a spell.

"I don't believe he won't pay a price, and I don't believe he can easily cross realms to fight!"

"If I can summon my past self to fight at will, where are the rules of heaven?"

Lin Dong soared up in disbelief, holding the Prison Breaking Blade wrapped in thunder.

"Chiyou's sword technique: Landslide!" With a slash of the sword, a sticky black light hit the toes of Dongwanggong's Dharma body hard.

The sound of metal clashing lingers on.

"not good."

Lin Dong’s expression changed slightly, and he saw the ferocious bird head turning, and its gaze fell from the sky, and an extremely rich red light column fell fiercely.

Incredibly fast.

Lin Dong stretched out his Lingyun Wings and tried to break through the void and escape, but the space had not yet been torn apart.

Dong Wanggong's attack has been following like a shadow, coming across time and space.

And it makes people feel that they are destined to be hit by that attack.

Lin Dong was somewhat shocked, “Is this the power of a quasi-saint?” This thought flashed through his mind.

Then he was enveloped by a pillar of red light.

Lin Dong raised his fists to the sky, trying to resist.

For an instant.

The back of the fist began to crack, revealing dark golden finger bones, with blood and flesh splattering.

The first thing was the arm with white sideburns.

Then it was the shoulder, and finally half of the body exploded.

The internal organs and flesh were all ignited by the flames brought by the red light.

This fire is pure yang fire.

And it is different from ordinary pure yang fire because it is the first pure yang fire between heaven and earth.

In terms of grade, it is even much higher than the Sun's True Fire and Samadhi Fire.

"Demon Lord Lin!"

Although the Bull Demon King shouted verbally, his speed was faster than anyone else. Holding the Abi Sword, he turned into a beam of blood and rushed to the west.

“Yuan Jue!”

Huanxin also looked at the scene in disbelief, his face twisted. He had never thought that Lin Dong would die? He had more confidence in Lin Dong than he did, but...how could this happen?

The Eight Heavenly Dragons are the guides chosen by the arsenal.

Huanxin’s rank is one level higher, and he is the guardian of the armory.

But what if Lin Dong, the owner of the armory, died?

The spiritual power of Huanxin, the guardian, will also disappear, and thousands of years of hard practice will be in vain.

Take the fruit of the cultivation of celestial beings as an analogy.

To some extent, Lin Dong is Huanxin's Dao fruit.

next moment.

The flesh and blood that turned to ashes grew out again, and the tissues on the broken legs kept intertwining. In just a short moment, a scarlet human figure emerged.

After three or two breaths, Lin Dong reached out and wiped the blood off his face, his eyes revealing relief at having escaped death.

Xuandu was not killed, and the water ape in one of the 108 transformations was knocked down again.

This time, there is no Jade Ding Zhenren's golden elixir to make up for the loss.

This battle was also the fastest battle in which Lin Dong died since he came to this world.

There was almost no fighting.

He was killed instantly upon encounter, not to mention the chance to fight back.

Dong Wanggong came across the long river of time and space, and Lin Dong couldn't bear even a glance from him.

Is this the horror of a quasi-saint?

Lin Dong was completely convinced.

Now, how could he dare to take Qingshan's advantage?

"Come on!"

Lin Dong didn't bother to say anything more. He called Huan Xin and transformed into the appearance of Demon King Peng. He flapped his wings, grabbed Huan Xin's shoulders, and flew across thousands of miles.

It was probably because Lin Dong died once, so his hatred was gone.

The King of the East then locked onto the Buddha Sibi King who was fleeing to the northwest.

King Buddha Sibi can be considered as a half-step quasi-saint, the only thing he lacks is a Dao fruit.

However, it was obviously not enough. When Dong Wanggong appeared, he killed the Yellow-browed Old Demon in one move, killed Lin Dong in one move, and defeated King Sibi Buddha in one move.

call.

The ferocious bird head opened its mouth and blew.

There was a pitch-black gust of wind, carrying with it countless black dust particles, which flew towards King Sibi Buddha.

Breath of Fuso!

Dong Wang Gong is the original patron saint of the Fusang tree.

One grain of Dongwanggong's breath can melt three hundred and sixty gods in the universe.

Three hundred and six does not mean that there are only three hundred and sixty gods in the universe, but it refers to most of the gods in the world.

After Donghuang Taiyi established the ancient heavenly court, Emperor Jun succeeded to the throne and divided the ancient universe into 360 celestial bodies, twelve zodiac signs, and four seasons.

With each change of season, there is a main god who maintains the rules of the heavens, earth, humans, gods and ghosts.

And such a main god is only responsible to Di Jun.

That is why there are 360 ​​main stars in the celestial constellation.

in other words.

The breath of Fusang means that it can melt all gods.

Roar!
King Sibi Buddha tore the space apart with his bare hands, and large amounts of blood rivers gushed out from the void.

An unparalleled three-toed bloody claw suddenly pulled it in.

Narrowly avoiding the breath of dust.

One of the dust particles hit the blood claw, and bursts of roars were heard from the other side of the void.

The bloody claw was almost completely rotten.

Such strength, in fact, is among the top ones even among the quasi-saints.

Prince of the East.

The Ancient God of Chaos, the Demon God of Chaos, he already had consciousness before the creation of the world.

Originally, he was guarding a Fusang tree, intending to create the world and achieve enlightenment.

Unfortunately, when the ancient world was opened up, he and three thousand demons had to carry Pangu's axe together.

Those ancient chaotic gods and demons either died or escaped.

Dong Wanggong fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, coincidentally, the Fusang tree had been refined by Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

He couldn't defeat him, and had no other treasures to exchange for, so he could only wait for the Taiyi era to pass.

Dong Wanggong suddenly had several fights with Emperor Jun, then broke off a branch of the Fusang tree, slowly nurtured it, and began a new life of cultivation.

In terms of seniority, this genuine ancient-level figure, according to the current classification of immortals, those who have not completely completed the reduction to emptiness are considered quasi-saints.

Therefore, even in ancient times, Dong Wanggong should be classified as a quasi-saint.

But his actual strength is at the top among the quasi-saints.

He is definitely not inferior to the strongest Tathagata Vairocana and Tathagata Duobao on Lingshan Mountain today.

Just a little.

Just as Lin Dong said, how could he not be punished for using power beyond his level?
If you try to do things at a higher level, there will definitely be backlash.

Lu Dongbin summoned the King of the East, which was like a challenge to the heaven. None of the three realms of humans, gods and ghosts could tolerate him.

Lü Dongbin kicked the door sword under his feet, looked up to the sky, looked towards the north, smiled bitterly, and said nonchalantly: "They helped you fight off. This is the last time I will help you. I won't owe you anything in the future."

"Mother Yun, don't be misled by the word 'becoming a saint'. Where in the world can a woman become the emperor of heaven?"

"Don't even mention the Emperor of Heaven, there has never been one who has even been the Son of Heaven? Cultivation, cultivation, can only be practiced by humans, the gods who are high above cannot understand the heart of cultivation. Don't just think about becoming a Taoist master, if you don't become a human, you're just wasting your time being an immortal."

Lu Dongbin finally gave some advice, but it seemed like he was talking to himself.

The door panel sword under his feet shook, revealing a blood-red color.

"coming?"

Lu Dongbin thought to himself.

next moment.

An endless pool of thunder appeared in the void.

That would have been fine, but the sage's furious voice came down: "How dare you, Lu Dongbin! How dare you go against the will of heaven and summon evil creatures privately!"

An unfathomable voice roared from high up in the sky.

"Hahaha."

Lü Dongbin laughed loudly, looking up to the sky: "Yuanshi Tianwang, you don't just know how bold I am now. Wasn't I bold once eight thousand years ago?"

Eight thousand years ago.

Emperor Donghua challenged for the supreme position of the Three Realms, but unfortunately he was defeated by the Jade Emperor and was directly reincarnated.

(End of this chapter)