lethal arsenal

Chapter 542: Prelude to Tu Qiong Dagger Seeing

Wang Xian'er's appearance indeed surprised Lin Dong's second soul, Bai Hu'er.

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anywhere, and how can you come and go without any effort?
The people who came out of Wulong Academy together at the beginning, including Wang Xianer, were basically all together.

But the question is why does she appear here and look like this?
The demonic spirit is soaring to the sky.

Lin Dong looked at Wang Xian'er carefully before he said slowly and without hesitation: "You used to have a missing soul and a ghostly aura on your body, and the academy chief could only use great magic to mold your soul to replace it, but now I see , but you made up for your shortcomings and accomplished what Huang Longshi couldn't do at the beginning, which is amazing. "

"No matter how many reincarnations you have, your soul can be replenished. It's nothing."

Wang Xianer said weakly, with gentle eyes.

"Reincarnation? What do you mean, Wang Xian'er, how long have you been here?"

Bai Hu'er took off his mask and looked a little surprised.

"So you guys know each other."

Nie Xiaoqian on the side tried to strike up a conversation.

"Xiaoqian, can you let me talk to you alone for a while?"

Wang Xianer turned around and asked.

Oh, Nie Xiaoqian replied, but her eyes couldn't help but linger on the two of them.

Wang Xian'er didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and a black light flickered.

next moment.

A round cover flipped upside down on the ground, covering Lin Dong and Wang Xianer.

But Nie Xiaoqian could only slap the black mask suddenly.

"Isn't this bad for you?"

Lin Dong said.

"It's indeed not good. Xiaoqian is my friend, but what I'm going to say next is also related to her. It's not convenient for her to know."

Wang Xianer said so.

"Ah this..."

The second soul was speechless.

"call."

Wang Xian'er took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and then said: "Sir, your background is good enough, and you have the Demon Lord to rely on you. Now you have reached the third level of Thunder Tribulation. I want to praise you. You have a bright future, and you are a dragon and a phoenix among people." It's an understatement. How can a person like you, who is supposed to be a roc with the sky on his back, be humble and small with others? Besides..."

In just a few words, thunder exploded in a silent place.

When the word Demon Lord came out of Wang Xianer's mouth, the second soul suddenly raised his head.

The purple eyes were fixed on Wang Xian'er's face. Wang Xian'er's voice was weak, and there was a large area of ​​burning pain on her face.

……

Whoosh whoosh.

The sword energy burst out.

The stones that shot like bullets were penetrated by the sword energy shield around Yin Ling'er. At the same time, Yin Ling'er raised her hand, the sword pill flew out, and three sword energy burst out, hitting the monk who looked like a mummy. go.

Clang, clang, clang!
In just two breaths, the sword energy was blocked by the monk's iron rod.

On top of the stick, a layer of gold-plated Qi was cut into cracked lines by the shadow of the cyan sword.

zizi.

zizi.

The sword pill hovered above Yin Ling'er's head, emitting a burst of flickering blue light. In the flickering light and shadow, Yin Ling'er and the mummified monk could see each other clearly.

"How ugly."

This was the evaluation given by Yin Ling'er. She raised her hand and released another brilliant sword energy.

The monk holding an iron rod rushed forward again, like a wild beast. The sword ball above Yin Ling'er's head turned, and the sword energy spread like a curtain.

The green light flashed a few times, followed by a series of metallic explosion-like sounds.

The monk who jumped forward rolled on the spot, making a series of squeaking sounds.

boom! The light-transmitting wall was shattered, revealing a large human-shaped pit. When the sword energy burst out, the monk resisted for a few times, but when he could no longer resist, golden blood beads fell on the ground, and he broke the wall and escaped. .

Yin Ling'er looked around with a cold expression on her face. She looked around and saw that the ground was full of pits and pits, which were all left behind after being slashed with sword energy.

Huh, she took a deep breath, gently lifted the back of her hand, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.

In fact, when they met on a narrow road just now, Yin Ling'er was also burdened with a huge burden. The opponent was able to withstand the sword energy with his body and charge forward. Such physical strength was comparable to that of some lower-level demon gods.

If the other party really pulls her away, Yin Ling'er will definitely be in a dangerous situation.

The purpose of this trip - the hole-filled wall in the cave has been blown open, but Yin Ling'er hesitated at this time, should she continue to explore?

One monk can still deal with it, but if there are too many people, it will be troublesome.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to continue exploring. She had come here and could not give up halfway.

After stepping out of the mountain wall, there is endless scorched earth behind.

However, what was different from before was that bright red flowers actually grew on the scorched earth.

Of course, there are not many such flowers, but you can always see them every few miles.

Brilliant, bright red, extraordinarily huge, the flowers are almost as tall as a human being, the beautiful color is as gorgeous as a burning flame, and it also exudes a strange fragrance that neutralizes the smell of scorched earth, making people feel I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

Yin Ling'er's heart suddenly tightened, "What kind of flower is this?"

After thinking for a moment, she cautiously walked hundreds of steps toward the scorched earth ahead. After a while, a dilapidated building in the distance came into view. It was a temple.

The clouds of Yin accumulated over the temple.

If Lin Dong himself were here, he would be able to see that the dark clouds covering this place are comparable to the Black Mountains in the Netherworld.

Under the clouds, in addition to the temple, there are also pagodas standing behind the temple.

The entire temple is not an intact building, but a row of ruins.

Strictly speaking, only the main hall in the center can be described as perfect.

However, these are not actually the most eye-catching.

What frightened Yin Ling'er was the flower. The petals were long and slender, blooming like solidified flames. They bloomed lively and covered the temple, covering every dilapidated ruin with an inch of bright red.

It was obviously a dilapidated temple, but it was so brilliant that it looked like it was blooming in a fire. It was a majestic and wonderful sight.

Yin Ling'er is a girl. She likes beautiful things. Seeing the cute flowers, she subconsciously reaches out to pick the red flowers on both sides of the road, but her fingertips haven't touched them yet...

The flower seemed to be a living thing, bypassing her fingers on its own.

"laugh."

Yin Ling'er found it interesting. She had obviously been more vigilant just now, but at this moment she seemed to have forgotten all those feelings.

She subconsciously gathered her sword energy and wanted to chop off a flower.

This is the time.

"Amitabha, if I were you, I would never do that."

"There are flowers in the Netherworld, called the Flower of the Other Side."

"When you are in the world of the sun, it is like a flame that will never fade away, but once you open up the roots below, you will find bones, buried thickly under the roots."

"In the underworld, the flower of the other side is also red, but it is so red that it turns black, purple, and rotten. The wildly dancing flower branches are more terrifying than the hands of hungry ghosts on the 18th floor of hell. Once they are pulled, they will kill no matter who they are. Ghosts, demons, gods, all dragged into hell, are you going to try to touch them?"

The hoarse voice made Yin Ling'er feel nervous again.

"who!"

She turned her head and looked away.

On a large Bianhua flower that was almost six or seven feet taller than a human being, stood a monk in fluttering clothes.

His gray robe was stained with blood. He stood on the flowers with his hands clasped together, his head slightly lowered, and his body swaying gently in the wind.

"Here comes another one."

Yin Ling'er's heart sank.

"Outsiders, you should not intrude into King Ming's forbidden area." The monk sighed softly.

"Humph."

Yin Ling'er made a short sound from her nose and ignored it. She raised her sword and shot out a jade sword shadow that was ten feet long.

Seeing this scene, the monk in his gray robes stained with blood stopped admonishing him. Instead, he opened his mouth and hands, and spat out a large ball of blue flames.

The sword energy that condensed into a shadow cut the flames into pieces, and thousands of sparks burst out.

Yin Ling'er jumped up suddenly, and Jianwan erupted into a clear cry before turning into a sky-blue sword.

She held the sword in her hand, swung the tip of the sword downwards, and once again let out a terrifying sword energy whistling past.

Yukong is a clear watershed.

If you practice martial arts, normally you have to reach the level of transcendence and sainthood.

In terms of cultivation, one must be above Dongxuan. With Yin Ling'er's current cultivation level, it is not difficult to walk on the wind.

But she didn't expect that a monk guarding the temple could also walk through the air.

"This is not a sword that should exist in this world. Where did you come from?"

The gray-robed monk asked again.

"I want you to take care of it?"

Yin Linger raised her chin.

"Long Yin said that you are unrighteous people. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that I do."

The sword energy passed across, the gray-robed monk swung his steps, and his figure swept past, while the sword energy from Yin Ling'er hit directly, crushing the flowers on the ground.

The next moment, a fishy smell suddenly appeared in the air.

On the scorched earth, the scattered flowers on the other side began to change one after another. The rotten white claws suddenly poked out from the ground, grabbed the flower path, lifted his skull, and stood up unsteadily.

One after another, skeleton soldiers emerged from the soil, and on their heads grew a purple-red Higanbana flower, emitting a foul smell.

A large number of corpses looked up at the uninvited guest named Yin Ling'er.

In those faint pupils, green fire kept burning.

Don't think that these skeleton soldiers can't be beaten by the silver bells floating in the air. These skeletons are swaying, and they pull out the long-cherished weapons from the ground.

Usually they are bone spears, flails that have been sacrificed and refined.

One after another, white spears were aimed at the girl entrenched in the sky. The next moment, thousands of spears fired in unison, creating a sonic boom like a waterfall!
"upbraid!"

Yin Ling'er shouted loudly, and the sword energy was covered by a blue curtain.

……

The fighting is in full swing.

The shimmering blade collided with the broken blade, and the dog butcher shuttled through the forest of hundreds of corpses like a dragon. Each skeleton soldier was cut off by his weapon for killing pigs and dogs.

Boom.

After a crisp metallic sound, the last skeleton soldier fell to the ground.

The tattered shoulder armor was cut into pieces by a butcher's knife with a black blade and a sharp edge with a trace of bright red blood hanging on it.

The monk, who was forced to hold his double sword, violently flew into the air in an attempt to escape.

But at this moment, a black Panlong iron rod came from the left and took advantage of the situation to hit him.

The monk had no choice but to stop.

Now, Goutuzi had finished adjusting his breath, and his sword was as fast as the wind, aiming at the monk.

Bang bang bang.

There was a burst of metal explosion, and Zhu Zhong, who had suddenly joined the battle, could not help but shudder. He saw the monk holding the double sword with a solemn expression, and the sword blade touched his mouth and brought up a stream of blood from the tip of his tongue.

Scarlet light wrapped around the sword body, and the next moment, a straight sword light that looked like red copper shot out, a full hundred meters long.

With a click, wherever the sword light passed, the earth cracked and cracks appeared in the scorched earth.

"Oops!"

Zhu Zhong yelled something bad, and his heart suddenly rose to the extreme.

The sword energy is like fire and rainbow.

"I knew I shouldn't have come to help."

After escaping the pursuit of a group of skeleton soldiers, Zhu Zhong headed north and west, and coincidentally bumped into Gou Tuzi's group.

Everyone was riding the same bronze chariot, so he naturally stepped forward to help without thinking, but he didn't expect these monks to be so powerful.

The sword light swept over, leaving everyone with no means of resistance. It seemed that the only way left was to wait for death.

Dog Butcher stalked like a tiger and leaped like an eagle. He originally planned to take advantage of the victory and kill the monk holding the double sword with one blow, but he couldn't ignore it when he saw his companions falling into a dangerous situation.

Immediately, he jumped up and grabbed Zhu Zhong's shoulder, and turned around to avoid it.

Zhu Zhong felt like the world was spinning, and the next moment, there was pain on his shoulder.

The monk wielding the two-pronged sword was overjoyed, but he found a chance to escape. He stepped forward, raised his body, and was about to shoot towards the mist in the distance. Who knows...

There is mist in the distance.

The figure of the monk flew into the air, and the next moment, whoosh! Rapid sonic booms erupted in the air.

The mist cleared away, and four black fingerprints suddenly appeared on the monk's neck.

"Great, great lord, will you do..."

The sound of struggling stopped suddenly.

Lin Dong came through the air, grabbed the monk's neck as if teleporting, and lifted his feet off the ground.

"Two-pronged swords? A little weak, right?"

His muscular fingers suddenly exerted force.

Bang, a blood-stained head was removed without any chance of improvement.

After easily killing the monk, Lin Dong fell from the sky and was about to say a few words to Zhu Zhong.

It was late and then fast, but there was a dazzling beam of light, protruding from the billowing mist, like a sharp sword, and like a long dancing dragon, slamming into Lin Dong's back.

"Be careful."

Dog Butcher shouted.

boom.

The fog that filled the distance suddenly cleared, and a hundred-meter-long light beam struck Lin Dong's back like a heavy sword.

The next moment, a great monk in white robes suddenly appeared beside Lin Dong.

Lin Dong staggered and punched out with his backhand. Thousands of arcs of light intertwined on his fist. When the blow fell, the space was washed away with ripples.

But the white-robed monk disappeared unexpectedly.

On his left side, the white-robed monk with an angry look struck Lin Dong hard in the face with his iron elbow.

Dengcao monk!

Lin Dong never expected to see this guy?

What's even more outrageous is that its movement speed is one minute faster than his own teleportation.

Monk Dengcao's right elbow hit Lin Dong away.

A sweet mark fell on Lin Dong's face, and what he felt more was shame.

Monk Dengcao, who was floating in the air, shook his fist indifferently.

He held a bright lamp in his left hand, and the lamp shone brightly. In an instant, thousands of golden lights pierced out like sharp swords.

"Grass."

Lin Dong blew out a stream of bad breath from his mouth and nose and made a short nasal sound.

(End of this chapter)