Half-demon Raising Immortals

On the cloud chariot, Mang Yi, Cai Tie, Rong Mengyu and others sat together.

Looking at the fight in the sea of ​​flames, Mang Yi looked a little surprised, and said, "Master Wei has already been pierced through his lower abdomen, why didn't he run for his life? Why pay such a high price."

Rong Mengyu was thoughtful, and said: "I guess, Secretary Wei wants to win the trust of Donghai Sect, so that he can plan for the formation in Gushui Town."

"Well, I hope that Han Zhun will be careful when he strikes, so as not to hurt Secretary Wei's vitals."

Rong Mengyu smiled, but did not speak.

At this time, Lu Tong used spears as swords in the sea of ​​fire, picked up five golden spears in a row, and deceived himself to Han Zhun.

"Ok?"

Mang Yi leaned out, stared at the figures in the sea of ​​fire, and asked in surprise, "Han Zhun lost?"

Rong Mengyu's smile was even bigger, and he cupped his hands at the first place and said: "The time to break the city is just around the corner! My subordinates congratulate the young master in advance. After capturing this city, you will be alone!"

"what?"

Mang Yi was very puzzled, but a smile appeared on his face.

"If my subordinates are right, Daoist Han Zhun sent out the golden spear on purpose, and was 'defeated' by Chief Wei. Chief Wei repelled the powerful enemy, made great achievements, and returned to Gushui Town to find an opportunity to break through the formation." !"

Rong Mengyu raised his hand and pointed.

Under the fingers:

Lu Tong had already raised a mottled long sword, the blade was shining with luster, and birds, beasts, swimming fish, reptiles, etc. jumped out one after another.

Next to him, Han Zhun was lying on the ground on his back, clutching the golden spear pierced into his chest with both hands.

"Ancestor!"

A thick sound exploded.

When the sword light fell, Han Zhun was surrounded by countless beast shadows, and after half a breath, the light dispersed, leaving only one person and one corpse in the sea of ​​flames.

"Rongmengyu?"

Rong Mengyu's eyes widened, the remaining smile on his face instantly turned into wrinkles, he slowly lowered his fingers, and murmured: "Is Han Zhun dead?"

……

Three colors of the world.

A maid was waiting in front holding a wine glass, surrounded by more than a dozen big monks and big demons.

"Friend Daoist Wei!"

"Brother Wei's swordsmanship is excellent, please use wine!"

Lu Tong put down the armored corpse, took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, and said with a long breath, "Hmph, I thought it was so amazing, didn't I die in..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped and frowned and looked at his lower abdomen.

The black robe was wet, and most of the robe was soaked with blood.

"Hurry up and get the wound medicine, and heal Senior Brother Wei!"

"Here I come, I have Dong Haizong's healing holy medicine 'Hai Mu Xin'."

"Thank you."

Lu Tong tore open his robe, revealing a bloody hole the size of a fist. The flesh and blood in the hole were eroded, and the wriggling internal organs could be clearly seen.

There was silence all around.

He put a ball of water-blue ointment into his abdomen, put on a long robe, and said with a grin: "It's just a small injury, not worth mentioning!"

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Wei, I admire you!"

"That's right, with the same spear piercing his stomach, fellow daoist Wei talks and laughs freely, but that person is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, fellow daoist should have this victory."

"Quick, sit down and rest."

A group of people sat behind a long table.

Lu Tong let out a breath, suppressing the remaining shock in his heart.

For the last sword, Han Zhun sensed something was wrong in advance, and prepared to pull out the spear in his belly to resist. Fortunately, the last "Patriarch's Legacy Sword" was amazingly powerful.

Dai San left behind the simple and simple long sword, in addition to the "Bu Shen Jian Jue", there is also a very complicated formation in the sword body.

Formation can display all sword tactics at the same time.

Back then on the stage of life and death, Dai Sancan used this move to break hundreds of sword blades and nets from the Sword Explosion Talisman, and the last sword cut into the head of the bronze tiger.

Now Lu Tong also used this sword to kill Han Zhun's life at the last moment.

"Wei Daoyou's injury is not serious, there is no need to make another move, please return to the hall to rest first."

A voice fell from the sky.

Lu Tong looked up to the sky, his heart sank, Han Zhun killed him, but the trouble had just begun.

"Thank you senior!"

……

Next to the arrow tower.

Lu Tong sat alone in the hall, holding a blood-stained golden spear, wiping it clean bit by bit.

The sharp spear of God is indeed unparalleled in sharpness.

Under the tip of the spear, the eleven-story human wheel, which is like a magic weapon, was pierced in just one encounter.Even Han Zhun's own magical armor was easily pierced.

"Disaster destroys the gold essence."

A woman's voice came from the door.

Lu Tong looked up.

A slender figure walked slowly into the hall step by step, closed the door with his backhand, and took out a chi-high lantern.

He looked at the white fox mask on the figure's face and asked, "What?"

"The golden spear in your hand is forged with calamity destroying gold essence."

The figure walked to the opposite side of the long table, sat down directly, put the lantern on the long table, raised his arm, protruded a furry paw from the sleeve, and took off the mask.

Lu Tong's pupils shrank, thinking of the rumors about the handover place not long ago.

"Fox girl?"

Under the white fox mask is a white fox face.

It has a small pointed mouth, a black nose, white hairs on its slender cheeks, and a pair of pink eyes, like huge pomegranate seeds.

Fox girl, whose real name is Mu Xianghu.

Born of a different species, an extremely rare straight-walking fox demon.Long body, short legs, swaying like a woman when walking, so regardless of male or female, the name fox girl has replaced Mu Xianghu.

"The horned bamboo zither of the fox girl clan in Muxiangshan, I met friend Lu Dao."

The voice was soft and weak, with a muffled voice, like a sip of water in his mouth.

The sound moved the mind.

Lu Tong's eyebrows twitched twice, and a high mountain with a hundred colors appeared in front of his eyes, and countless colorful clouds on the mountain turned into a huge fox head with no friends.

"Chirp!"

A soft sound.

Lu Tong blinked his eyes, and the Baise Mountain disappeared, but the main hall also disappeared together, leaving only a long table and a fox girl in front of him.

The surrounding area is white, as if floating among the clouds.

"Illusion?"

Jiaozhuzheng bent his eyes and said, "Didn't Jingxin tell you?"

"No."

"Among the three thousand mountains, Muxiangshan's illusion is the number one. She has already joined Muxiangshan's sect."

Lu Tong nodded and said, "You are the one who asked me to kill Han Zhun today?"

"good."

"why?"

"With Fellow Daoist Lu's intelligence, he should be clear in his heart."

He remained expressionless, and continued: "Since I don't believe in Lu, I will return to Qiqi Sect tomorrow, and fellow Taoists will find someone I can trust."

"Fellow Daoist is angry?"

Lu Tong lowered his eyelids.

The first time he dealt with the fox girl, he began to quickly recall the relevant rumors he had read before.

Fox girl, born in the mountains, has a bad temper, likes to eat blood, likes to play with prey, likes arty, likes rhythm, stunning beauty, and strange fragrance...

After thinking for a while, he finally decided to keep his mouth shut.

"Fellow Daoist should be happy."

The eyes, mouth, and eyebrows of the horned bamboo zither are all bent together, and the expression is like the secret joy of a thief after he succeeds.

Lu Tong's heart tightened.

"why?"

"Because there is a big good thing to hand over, let's try in advance whether fellow daoists are qualified to catch it."

The horned bamboo kite took out a piece of paper and put it on the long table, slowly pushing it over.

Lu Tong picked up the paper.

After looking at it for a long time, his expression relaxed a little, and he said, "Are you going to sneak attack from Wanzhouji?"

Wanzhouji is located forty miles northeast of the ghost town.It used to be a fish and shrimp market, but now it has been captured by three kings, and three ghost holes have been set up.

"That's right, I'll leave Gushui Town to you. When we leave, you can destroy the formation and collude with the whale boats outside to take down Gushui Town. Is this a big credit?"

He slowly put down the paper and said, "Send a city for nothing?"

"Give it away for nothing? Maybe it's to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and we take the opportunity to take it into the ghost town."

Lu Tong widened his eyes.

The horned bamboo zither chuckled, raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, and kept shaking his shoulders.

Lu Tong didn't find it funny at all, but frowned.

The horned bamboo zither laughed for a long time, finally stopped, stood up with one paw propped on the long table, picked up the lantern and walked outside.

"correct."

After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Is that Thunder Fire Dragon Beast you?"

Lu Tong blinked his eyes, and immediately understood that the status of the jiaozhuzheng would not be too high, at least the golden letter he sent out was not sent to the jiaozhuzheng.

"So what?"

"I'm learning the art of transforming into a dragon. This time, I'm going to Mount Dangen after this matter is over."

"can."

The horned bamboo zither left the hall.

Lu Tong picked up the paper again, looked at it for a while, and used his mana to grind the whole paper into powder.

"An empty city should be able to survive Han Zhun's life..."

……

Gushui Town.

The streets are very messy, with discarded broken tables, rotten chairs, and all kinds of sundries everywhere.

Lu Tong walked on the street and asked, "How many people are there in Gushui Town?"

"Returning to Master, including those outside the city, it should be around [-]."

The small town of Gushui is equivalent to several villages and a town, with a population of about 10.

Lu Tong nodded, remained silent for a while, and said, "Where are the people from Taoshui Town?"

"Master asked, is it the steward who wins over the disciples?"

"Correct."

"I'm still in the city and took the last group of people away at dusk today. I invited my disciples yesterday, but my disciples have already declined."

A monk in gray shirt stood up on the corner of the street ahead, nodded slightly, then shook his head again, his eyes were full of meaning.

Lu Tong frowned, slowed down his pace, and said, "Go find him, the situation in Gushui Town is weird, you all leave together tonight."

"The disciple is willing to serve the master!"

He smiled, shook his head and said: "Go, if the city is destroyed, the teacher can escape alone, but there is no spare power to save you."

"Master, I..."

Xiang Gaokong followed beside him with a hesitant expression.

Lu Tong glanced at the monk not far away, waved his hands, and said, "Go."

"Disciple, disciple farewell!"

Xiang Gaokong knelt down and saluted, then turned around and left after taking a few steps.

Lutong walked to the corner of the street.

The gray-shirted monk took a step back, hid himself behind the wall, and saluted in a low voice: "Gui Wang, meet the chief!"

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Who sent you here?"

"Master Mang Yi."

Not the Three Kings.

He felt a little relieved, exhaled lightly, and said, "What's the matter?"

The gray-shirted monk looked around the street and saw no one nearby, so he whispered: "The young master asked why the boss killed Han Zhun."

Lu Tong looked serious, and said, "If I don't kill Han Zhun, how can I enter the city?"

The gray-shirted monk took out a small notebook, immediately wrote down the conversation, and said, "Can the director explain a little bit more?"

He narrowed his eyes and said what he had thought over and over again.

"They have to prove their strength when they find someone to guard the formation. I killed Han Zhun, and then they got into the city, otherwise they would still be fighting outside the city."

The gray-shirted monk quickly wrote it down, and then asked: "When will the chief plan to destroy the eye?"

"The time has not come."

"The young master asked, how many more days do we have to wait?"

"It's one or two days faster, seven or eight days slower."

The gray-shirted monk closed the notebook and said, "Young Master, the monks in Gushui Town are moving strangely. The chief is careful, there may be other actions."

After finishing speaking, he handed over his hands and prepared to leave.

"Wait."

Lu Tong hurriedly shouted, "What's abnormal?"

"Most people have fled, and it seems that there are signs of abandoning the city. However, there are many disciples of the Donghai Sect, and their whereabouts are secretive. The three kings suspect that this place may be a dead place."

"Death?"

"Yes, use the city as bait, set up traps in the city, and detonate the ambush after I enter the city."

Guess the donkey's lip is not the horse's mouth.

He nodded and said, "I've also noticed it a little bit, you go back and tell your young master."

The gray-shirted monk hurriedly took out the notebook.

Lu Tong thought about it a little, and said: "The monks guarding the formation have been transferred to other places. They have other tasks. This group of people is not weak. I suspect that they may attack the ghost cave."

"Dare to ask the boss, where is the ghost cave?"

"I just entered the city and I don't know yet."

"Ok."

The gray-shirted monk put away the notebook and said, "If the chief has no other orders, I'll report to the young master right now."

"Go."

……

after one day.

In the night, a beam of light rose from the small town of Gushui.

The eyes of the big formation of Shijie.

The yellow, white, and green three-color beams rushed hundreds of feet high, emitting countless clusters of dense water vapor, and merged into the three-color clouds in the sky.

The whole city shone brightly.

Sacrificial building.

Lu Tong sat on the roof, looking at the eyes of the formation in the distance.

People are gone.

The small town of Gushui is almost empty, and now he is [-]% sure of breaking through the formation.

"senior?"

A call came from downstairs.

Lu Tong waved his hand through the roof, revealing a figure below.

Xianfeng squeezed her eyes twice.

He shot out a wave of mana and rolled the fairy phoenix onto the roof.

"You didn't mix into the Cai family?"

Hong Ying sighed, and said via voice transmission: "Director, things are not good. I just seduced the second master's concubine of the Cai Mansion, and they suddenly want to leave the town."

Lu Tong smiled heartily.

A small calculation is not as good as a big plan. No matter how much effort you put in, a slight change in the people above may be in vain.

Hong Ying said again: "There is one more thing. The Cai family's Golden Core monks and Foundation Establishment disciples all disappeared suddenly, and they did not retreat with the female relatives."

"understood."

Lu Tong looked at the beam of light in the distance and said, "Go ahead."

"what?"

He looked at "Xianfeng" and said, "Shoot to break the formation."

"Now, now?"

Xianfeng's expression did not change, but the voice that came out was terrified.

"Correct."

Lu Tong patted Xianfeng on the shoulder and said, "Go."

"Yes."

Xianfeng jumped into the cave, returned to the Sacrifice Tower and disappeared.

After a cup of tea.

A four-legged, four-armed, two-headed ghost body suddenly jumped out of the three nights nearby, swirling in billowing black smoke, and slammed into the beam of light.

"what!"

As soon as the ghost body appeared, the blazing yang qi sensed the yin qi and instantly turned into a raging flame.In the blink of an eye, every corner of his body was covered with a layer of flames.

"what……"

The screams of pain are endless.

Hongying turned into a fire beast and plunged into the formation's eyes.

"How brave!"

A loud shout tore through the sky.

A blue-shirted monk fell from the sky, waved a green ruyi, and rolled up a river to entangle the ghost body.

"roll!"

Hongying let out a roar, stretched out her arm and threw a stack of talismans.

The swords came out like rain, one by one fell into the formation.

The sky went dark for an instant.

"boom!"

The sky seemed to be collapsing, and several roars exploded one after another.

Lu Tong stood up, feeling the roof shaking slightly under his feet.

"boom!"

There was another explosion, and three ten thousand zhang dragons emerged from the three-color sky.

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you!"