lethal arsenal

Chapter 473 Burning like fire
There is a beast in the southwest, with a hairy body like a sheep, horns on its head, eyes under its armpits, tiger teeth and human claws, and a body like a baby!

A pair of bloody eyes were opened, densely packed, and full of bloodshot eyes.

Taotie open his eyes!

Cui Yu, the red-robed judge, felt an overwhelming pressure. He flicked his sleeves, and two balls of cyan light flew out from the cuffs, fanning away the energy that had condensed into a knife-like substance.

Flamboyant, domineering, arrogant.

Various auras burst out from the not-tall figure below and swept over him.

Red-robed judge Cui Yu seemed to have seen a ferocious beast that was gathering momentum and hunting all creatures. Another thing was that he felt an indescribable divinity.

Lin Dong's whole body was covered with Buddhist fire, he clenched his fists into claws, and the Taotie shadow continued to rise.

At this moment, it was like being transformed into a perfect combination of God and Demon.

Judge Cui Yu's face was gloomy and cold, and she shouted: "The person below is Lin Yuanjue who disrupted the order of the underworld and beat up the evil bull head?"

The golden Buddha fire wrapped around the fist, Udumbara was split into golden red embers by the blue spear.

The ghost soldiers had their energy coming in but not coming out.

"kill!"

The ghost soldiers' nostrils were smashed upwards, and the broken corpses knocked down five or six ghost soldiers in a row before they stopped.

Cui Yu said three good words in a row, and this time he was filled with anger. He opened his mouth and ordered: "My sons, set up a killing array in the forest of swords and mince him into pieces."

"Hmph, I'll hold your grandma accountable."

Lin Dong frowned, stood up from the ground, and already struck with his fist.

The red robe was swaying in the wind. Cui Yu's face was as cold as iron. As soon as he raised his hand, a large cobalt blue pen appeared in his hand. The tip of the pen swiped downwards, and a blue pen suddenly rushed towards Lin Dong. .

Ghosts also need to breathe, but spirits generally breathe Yin energy.

Any ghost soldier who was hit had his armor shattered into pieces, and blood spewed out everywhere.

Lin Dong responded and stared directly at the judge in red robes with wide eyes and broad nose above the black clouds.

"That's right, it's Cui. As the saying goes, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. Lin Yuanjue, as long as you hand over Sister Shura, beat up the underworld and disturb the underworld today, how about I not hold you accountable?"

Cui Yu said patiently that the three thousand crow soldiers on his body were all direct descendants of him. Lin Yuanjue looked particularly troublesome. It would be best if he could complete the task of the King of Pingping without losing his troops.

Lin Dong roared, like thunder exploding in the sky.

Those who are truly brave and aggressive will never last long in the underworld, especially in yamen like Yincao.

After resisting for a while, there was no loss at all. Lin Dong's figure at this time actually crashed into the cloud head.

"It's your Grandpa Lin."

Unfortunately, before Cui Yu could ask, Lin Dong below opened his mouth and said, "Are you the Cui Daban in the underworld?"

"Good good!"

Cui Yu originally planned to cross-examine Lin Donggen's feet. After all, although he got part of the answer from King Pingping, it was better to ask clearly before taking action. Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing if the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple?

He punched out, and the oncoming ghost soldiers flew far away, and blood rose into the sky.

Above the clouds, ghost soldiers moved upon hearing the news.

Cui Yu's private soldiers are no ordinary ghost soldiers.

These private soldiers have green and black skin, like tigers and leopards, and their faces are particularly ferocious. Their heads are generally more than seven feet tall, and they wear thick steel armor with barbs embedded in their joints.

The iron spikes were covered in mottled rust, eroded by the wind, blood, and the filth of ghosts.

The most powerful thing is that these soldiers and horses can control the wind. In the world of the sun, they can turn into crows to patrol everywhere. In the underworld, they are a uniform team of Yin soldiers. Therefore, they are also called crow soldiers. Three thousand people are like one, and when they act, they are connected to Cui Yu's soul.

This same army is also the foundation for Cui Yu to achieve enlightenment.

The ferocious ghost soldiers in armor swung the bright swords and halberds in their hands, roared loudly, and rushed towards Lin Dong in an orderly manner, like a twisted jungle of sharp blades falling from the sky.

The blades rotated in unison with the movements of the ghost soldiers.

Aang ang ang! Beast roars came out of the ghost soldier's mouth one after another. When the fangs were spread out, a black air spiraling into the sky was spit out from the throat. This black air became heavier and heavier.

It not only filled the clouds, expanded the scope of their actions, but also began to restrict Lin's hands and feet, blocking his actions.

If it were any ghost or earth fairy, once they were trapped in this formation, they would have to shed their skin even if they didn't die.

Lin Dong's eyes, left and right, and behind him were filled with fierce light and sharp cold air from the edge of the blade.

The three thousand ghost soldiers seemed to have turned into a black whirlpool, and the whirlpool was covered with blades that could destroy the bodies of all immortals and Buddhas.

"Hahaha."

Lin Dong looked up to the sky and laughed heroically. His body was made of iron and steel. He was also stabbed in pain by the knife, but it did not break his defense.

The surging blood roared wantonly in the veins, and the golden Buddha Fire Udumbara was Lin Dong's armor to defend himself and burn all things.

The spear intertwined with blue and purple lightning was Lin Dong's invincible blade.

With a flip of his hand, he captured the thief and the king. With a casual swing of the thunder spear, he knocked over a dozen ghost soldiers. The dense thunder struck down. The thunder was supposed to be the righteous method of the Emperor of Heaven. Even the most ferocious ghost soldiers were beaten until their hands and feet became numb. Powerless.

The body of the ferocious ghost soldier, which was a full seven feet in length, suddenly softened and fell from the cloud head.

Unrivaled thunder struck one soldier after another. Lin Dong rushed forward, and the ghost soldiers fell down like dumplings.

The red-robed judge was stunned and forgot to cast a spell for a moment.

In the endless forest of knives, dazzling thunder burst out. Lin Dong was covered in flowing fire, and the thunder in his hands was as powerful as the emperor of heaven, killing all the ghosts and soldiers in fear.

During this period, countless pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and many ghost soldiers were directly beaten to death by Buddha's fire and thunder.

hold head high!
The Taotie below opened its mouth, and a black abyss gap appeared in the air. The ghost soldiers fell one by one, and they were all swallowed by the mouth of darkness.

This is a blatant attempt to snatch soldiers and horses from the red-robed judge.

How could Cui Yu endure it? She swooped down, the cobalt blue brush in her hand with blue brilliance colliding with the golden spear in Lin Fou's hand. With a short and fierce sound, the thunder disappeared.

The cobalt blue writing brush was broken off inch by inch, and the death energy on it exploded and scattered black flowers.

Cui Yu's face turned pale immediately. You must know that this precious pen is a magic weapon that Cui Yu has sacrificed and refined for thousands of years. In the mortal world, whether it is a prince, general, or royal family member, it is a pen that determines life and death. .

Where could such a situation of broken magic weapon occur?

"Hahaha."

Lin Dong got excited about fighting, and laughter echoed in the air. With his fingers together, another golden thunder spear appeared in his hand.

He raised his arms and wielded his stick, and danced out a series of thunder whirlwinds, and the ghost soldiers pressing from all directions were swept down.

The golden thunder light illuminates the dark clouds.

The picture seems to be frozen at this moment.

The fear on the red-robed cannon's face, the cracks on the ghost soldier's armor covered with barb-like spikes, and Lin Dong's wild and wanton grin were all reflected in the eyes of Asura Thirteenth Mother.

The woman looked at all this with obsession and greed, her heart burning like fire.

(End of this chapter)