lethal arsenal

Chapter 638: There is no Pure Land in the World! The Styx Rolls Up Three Thousand Waves (V)
"Celestial being?"

Prince Moang raised his head and said in a pause, "What a trouble."

At the junction of the West Sea in the world of the living and the Styx in the underworld, there are large masses of sticky and thick black water.

The murderous aura of the Black Water Killing Formation seeped out of the water and rose into the sky. The strong murderous intent was blown by the wind and turned into ice particles.

Moang raised his head and looked at Garuda, his heart gradually falling to the bottom.

Garuda is not an ordinary celestial being. Before Lin Dong had the Prison-Suppressing Blade, he could only fight against it on equal terms with his Great Freedom Demon affixes.

Of course, Lin Dong seemed to have the upper hand during the fight, but he was scheming behind the scenes.

However, Lin Dong was tricked by Garuda several times, so that in the end, the foundation of Wuliang Mountain was almost uprooted by the Heavenly Court.

At the level of celestial beings, Garuda is definitely one of the strongest ones.

The black water foamed and gushed toward the sky. Prince Moang rode on the back of a pig dragon, submerged in the water, with a three-edged mace pointing diagonally toward the sky.

Garuda had an indifferent expression, and the golden wings on his back slowly spread out.

Tens of thousands of miles of sea area were instantly shrouded in a terrifying air pressure, and continuous collision sounds were heard in the sky.

Thunder rolled in the air, and golden wings cut through the sky, slanting down from one end of the air.

The golden wings, like giant pillars cast in gold, propped up the sky while also blocking the sight of millions of monsters emerging from the water.

Garuda swooped down from the sky, bringing with it a brilliant golden light.

"You don't have time. Thirty breaths are up."

A huge golden claw attacked.

The eyes of Prince Moang were filled with blood. Black water surged up behind him, and several sharp icicles condensed in the water waves. The dense icicles pointed diagonally into the sky like spearheads.

The icicle slammed into the giant golden claw falling from the sky.

Puff, puff.

The ice shattered and flew everywhere. Prince Moang, who was standing on the back of the pig dragon, soared into the air and lashed at the golden figure in the air with the triangular mace in his hand.

Garuda turned his body and, without any fear, took the most powerful approach to confront the opponent head-on.

His left hand suddenly grabbed forward, and a bright golden light gathered on the four sharp fingers, rolling to form a flamboyant blade.

boom!
There was a loud bang.

Prince Mo'ang was thrown into the sea alive, blood splattered everywhere, and the triangular mace in his hand was broken into two pieces.

hold head high!
The little crocodile in the black water roared.

Although his cultivation was insufficient, with the protection of the killing formation, after weakening Garuda's pressure, the little crocodile actually dared to launch an attack.

In an instant, thousands of pig dragons jumped out of the water and formed an arch bridge.

There were actually a lot of shrimp soldiers and crab generals riding on the pig dragon.

Without exception, the pupils of these monsters were controlled by a stream of black water.

The densely packed underwater monsters surrounded Garuda like an inverted circular arena.

Blackwater assassins!

The monsters controlled by Black Water can burst out true energy that is two to three times stronger than usual in a killing array and attack the enemy without fear of death.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

The little crocodile roared.

With the help of the formation, the monsters are approaching the strength of earthly immortals.

"Humph!"

Garuda snorted coldly, and countless golden feathers flew out from behind him like swords.

Hundreds of pig dragons and shrimp soldiers and crab generals were directly pierced by the golden feathers and fell into the water one after another.

The corpse rolled into the black water with a gurgling sound, and the flesh and blood disappeared.

The other pig dragons and monsters around became more bloodthirsty.

Under the command of the little crocodile dragon, the momentum of dozens of pig dragons suddenly changed, and a resentful and cold aura appeared in the black water formation.

Garuda raised an eyebrow, knowing that these monsters wanted to self-destruct.

There was a relaxed smile on his face. He dived down at an incredibly fast speed, leaving only a few afterimages of Garuda in the air.

The next moment, he appeared directly behind the little crocodile.

The bird's claws grabbed the little crocodile's tail and swept towards the water monster cavalry swimming in all directions.

boom!
Garuda grabbed the little crocodile's tail and swung it, then used the little crocodile's teeth to smash the claws of a crab general.

The huge body, dozens of meters long, was like nothing in Garuda's hands.

Garuda used the little crocodile's body as a weapon.

For a moment, blood-stained scales fluttered above the black water, and huge wails were heard.

"rustle……"

This is the time.

Garuda moved his ears and caught an unusual sound.

Deep under the sea, Prince Moang jumped out of the water. A giant black dragon raised its head and jumped out of the water. Its scales reflected the cold metallic light, its whiskers danced, its claws and fangs were ferocious, and its two koi-like tentacles were covered with bursts of swirling black light.

In an instant, a hundred-foot-long black dragon surrounded Garuda and tried to entangle him.

"Dragon snake? Haha."

Garuda grinned, his eyes wide open.

"Have you never seen what a Garuda is?"

Garuda's head twisted 180 degrees, and his eyes met the evil dragon that was entangled with him.

The dragon's huge, lantern-shaped pupils watched as Garuda's vertical pupils were filled with little golden particles.

A pressure from the species level, like a natural enemy, is approaching.

Prince Moang fell into a state of powerlessness and panic at the spiritual level, as if he had become an ordinary person who was stripped naked and thrown into the snow.

The coldness that penetrated deep into the bones instantly filled every cell.

Mo'ang opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat. His body kept getting smaller and smaller, and the hundred-foot-long dragon body began to shrink little by little.

"I, I, am willing to surrender."

Prince Moang said tremblingly.

"Get out of the West Sea!"

At this moment, Garuda was fully capable of crushing Prince Moang's heart with a single claw, but on the other hand, he was indeed concerned about what the Demon King Jiao said.

On the other hand, he was somewhat wary of Holy Emperor Chong'en.

Prince Mo'ang is considered the most outstanding among the many disciples of Holy Emperor Chong'en.

If you kill him casually, the old man has an extremely bad temper and will most likely come and kill you directly.

It's just like Garuda himself can easily restrain dragons like Prince Moang.

Garuda was also restrained by the golden mace in the hands of Holy Emperor Chong'en, which was a pair of golden maces specifically designed to attack ferocious birds.

Due to various concerns, Garuda finally restrained his murderous nature a little.

But, things in the world cannot always go as we wish.

Garuda boasted that he had let Prince Moang go, and with a flap of his wings, he was ready to fly back to the Crystal Dragon Palace. It would be best if he could communicate with Wuzhiqi who had suddenly visited him and guess his origins.

A huge monster from ancient times suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Moreover, he is the most outstanding figure between heaven and earth, which makes Garuda feel a little uneasy.

There was a bloody rain on the West Sea.

Most of the pig dragons were killed or injured. The little crocodile was floating in the bloody black water. On its back was Prince Moang, who had turned into a human form, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, his skull cracked in half, his limbs broken, his cervical vertebrae broken into three parts, and even his soul in a daze.

The strongest fighter in the four seas is on the verge of death. Relying on his remaining sanity, the little crocodile plans to carry his cousin back to the Three Paths and Ten States to ask the mighty heavenly being, the Holy Emperor Chong'en, one of the Five Elders, to treat him.

Too bad we haven't even reached the halfway point.

"Tsk tsk, I'm thinking if I let you go like this, people will think I'm afraid of that old man Chong En, so I'll just send you off!"

Golden wings expand the space.

A huge bird claw easily tore a space passage. The next moment, the fierce and arrogant face of "Garuda" disappeared and returned!
"Didn't you say you would let us go? You..."

The little crocodile spoke in human language, stammering.

"Let go? I'm hungry."

The Garuda opened its bloody mouth wide, revealing its huge mouth with sharp teeth before the little crocodile could finish his words.

With one bite, Prince Moang, who was already on the verge of falling apart, was torn into pieces.

The boiling blood flew several feet high.

"Garuda" chewed with relish, and glanced down with a cold gaze, landing on the little crocodile.

"You are too ugly, you bastard. You are not to my taste."

Garuda flapped its wings, and a fierce whirlpool blew the little crocodile away in an instant.

All of a sudden, three thousand waves were stirred up on the water.

"Isn't it too obvious that you framed me like this?"

A voice came from afar beneath the turbid waterfall.

"what?"

Garuda frowned, touched his chin, turned around slowly, and then saw a very casual green robe.

Lu Dongbin, the Pure Yang Sword Immortal who rode his sword on the wind, was waiting for him with a wine jug in one hand.

"It's you who's here."

Garuda grinned, and then his figure turned into a blurry shadow.

The next moment, a huge white ape with a dragon head stepped out and crushed the blurry light and shadow.

That’s right, the Garuda that appeared for the second time was the one transformed by Lin Dong.

In his early years, Garuda transformed into Lin Dong's appearance and did evil in the Heavenly Palace, which can be said to have put a huge blame on Lin Dong.

Now it's like returning the favor.

The only flaw was that it was discovered by Lu Dongbin at a glance.

"Are you the Demon Lord Lin Yuanjue?"

Lu Dongbin had a blank expression on his face, but his voice was filled with a hint of doubt.

The news he received from Han Xiangzi and He Xiangu was enough for him to have a rough idea of ​​Lin Dong's identity.

You can see Lin Dong’s incarnation with your own eyes, where his flesh and blood merge into one with his soul.

According to common sense, the person standing in front of him should be Wuzhiqi, not any other demon.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Dongbin had some doubts in his heart.

Lin Dong hummed and revealed his identity before saying, "I can let the person go, and I don't want to get involved in the conflict in the West Sea. But, how about you do something for me?"

Lu Dongbin's face was slightly gloomy. He couldn't possibly give up He Xiangu and Han Xiangzi, who were also two of the Eight Immortals. It was related to his attainment of enlightenment.

Besides, the death of Han Zhongli last time with Lan Caihe had exhausted all his favor with Laojun.

Want to revive someone again? Almost impossible.

But at the same time, Lu Dongbin didn't want to be easily controlled by the devil, so he fell into a brief silence.

"What do you want?"

Lu Dongbin asked indifferently.

"Kill someone for me, the Great Sage Garuda."

Lin Dong made the request without blinking.

"Garuda? Great Sage Hun Tian?"

Lü Dongbin frowned, the sword energy under his feet surged, and he frowned and asked, "Why don't you go by yourself? With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to kill a heavenly immortal of the Locking Heaven level."

"Of course it's because there are more important opponents."

Lin Dong grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.

The King of Shensha, Sha Wujing, who came out with him, had already been knocked unconscious by a slap and thrown into the Wuliang Mountain Prison.

Whether it is the Dragon Demon King or the current Lu Dongbin, they are just tools used by Lin Dong to achieve his revenge goal.

"..."

Lu Dongbin fell silent again, which was rare.

"I can promise you that you can release them all."

In the end, Lu Dongbin chose to compromise.

"no!"

Lin Dong said with great decisiveness and resolve, and stretched out his big hand from the void. The space was shredded, revealing a dark and deep side.

Han Xiangzi was dragged out by Lin Dong like a dead dog.

"Give one first. I know He Xiangu is your lover. If you don't want to be cuckolded, start early."

After saying that, Lin Dong decisively and straightforwardly threw Han Xiangzi out to show his sincerity.

Lu Dongbin clenched his fists, opened his mouth and spit out a sword light to lift up the unconscious Han Xiangzi.

"it is good!"

Lu Dongbin spoke concisely, threw down a sentence, and turned and left.

A stunning sword light flashed across the sky and flew towards the direction where Garuda disappeared.

After successfully plotting against Garuda, Lin Dong looked into the distance with a fierce look on his face.

"Saint Emperor Chong'en, next, we should settle old scores."

……

Deep in the eighteen levels of the underworld.

There were rows of black stone pillars in the Yellow Springs water. On top of the stone pillars, Holy Emperor Chong'en, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, and two streaks of white frost formed on his brows in an instant.

what.

He opened his mouth and exhaled lightly, the cold breath condensed into ice as soon as it hit the air.

"Has a disciple met with misfortune?"

A strong murderous aura appeared on the face of Holy Emperor Chong'en, and he muttered to himself.

At the moment of Prince Moang's death, a green light on the Yellow Spring Water went out.

As the leader of the side-door immortals in the three islands and ten states, Saint Emperor Chong'en would naturally not ignore the death of his outstanding disciple.

He used the innate plum blossom divination and counted with his fingers, and suddenly a sense of enlightenment came to his mind.

"Moang?"

Holy Emperor Chong'en found out the identity of the deceased and explored it through Yishu. Finally, the picture transmitted back from the depths of the void was that Garuda opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the injured and almost torn Prince Moang in one bite.

Especially in the picture, Garuda suddenly turned its head, and the ferocious bird head rotated 180 degrees, and its evil eyes stared at the Holy Emperor Chong'en at the other end of the picture.

"Great Sage Hun Tian, ​​Dragon Palace in the West Sea, Demon King Jiao! Blood Bodhi?"

Chong'en stood up calmly and through calculations, he was able to glimpse some of the plans of the Dragon Demon King from thousands of miles away.

"I didn't want to interfere in the fight between Ksitigarbha and the old demon of the Blood River, but since this is the case..."

"All demons must be killed. There may be some misunderstandings, but so what? When the pills were stolen from Laojun Temple, I didn't ask too much about it. But now that you have jumped out again, how can I let you go?"

Chong'en clenched his hands into the air, and a golden mace with a blue dragon entwined around it suddenly flew out from the raging Yellow Spring water.

Holy Emperor Chong'en held the divine weapon upside down and took a step forward.

The next moment, time and space collapsed rapidly.

A huge black hole appeared in the void, and Saint Emperor Chong'en stepped out.

When he looked up again, the old man with flying white hair had already arrived above the surface of the West Sea.

The combat power of the peak of the celestial being, a powerful heaven-devouring master.

Below the Quasi-Saints, except for the Emperor Ziwei who might dare to speak and defeat the Saint Emperor Chongen, how many people in the Three Realms dare to be presumptuous in front of this Five-Directions Elder? The entire West Sea, the endless spirits, all felt the arrival of a terrifying will at this moment.

(End of this chapter)