Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 666: Escape
Mo Baiyi didn't say a word. He called his wood demon and gave him a few instructions. The demon immediately turned into a tree and took root on the deck.

He used this broken and sick body to fight against the Red Tiger Demon Saint, how could he not pay a price?

If the wood demon was not born with strong vitality and wood helped the fire attribute, he would not have chosen the karma fire magic. If it was a conventional fight, he would definitely die at the hands of the Red Tiger Demon Saint.

The first battle against the three demon saints consumed too much of his essence, adding insult to injury, forcing him to use this ruthless move today.

The reason why the Red Tiger Demon Saint was let go in the end was because if the burning continued, they would all die together.

Once the karmic fire comes out, there is no distinction between friend and foe.

He was as miserable as the Red Tiger Demon Saint. No, even more miserable. The Red Tiger Demon Saint's foundation was much stronger than this sick body.

This is really just a conventional method. This sick body cannot defeat the Red Tiger Demon Saint, so he has to use this last method.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint might have dropped in realm, but he had been to the gates of hell, his essence was almost exhausted, he was running out of energy and on the verge of death.

But he is a Mahayana saint after all, and he has many secret skills hidden in his mind.

He can ensure that he will not die for the time being, and even create the illusion that a dead tree will spring back to life; in addition, he has a strange spell that can take away powerful enemies at the cost of his own life, and he still has the strength to fight.

It’s just that the matter of the Immortal Crystal must be decided early.

Even if he dies, he must make proper arrangements for the Immortal Crystal and ensure that it returns to the New Demon Realm in the end.

The current weak state is just the final test for the two human gods. I hope they are really loyal and don’t have any evil intentions.

Otherwise, Mo Baiyi would be really at a loss, not knowing who to use to send the fairy crystal back.

Mo Baiyi's use of the Killing Fire Divine Power was a careful choice made after various considerations and trade-offs.

"I have tried my best..." he thought to himself, "I hope God will bless me."

"My fellow demons, please protect our tribe..."

Mo Baiyi was in a complicated mood and was forced to choose a container body. As a result, he fell into the cause and effect of "Mu Baijun", causing a lot of trouble and endangering himself.

If there is any regret in this battle.

That's a pity for Mu Lin. This disciple was very obedient and a useful tool. He was the person he had chosen to deliver the fairy crystals to, but he was gone just like that.

But if Mu Lin and Lu Ye had not rushed forward and distracted the Red Tiger Demon Saint, he would not have been able to close the distance and ignite the opponent.

As the tug-of-war continues, the Red Tiger Demon Saint will surely realize that her deceptive power is not working.

If a fight really started, he would be no match for the Red Tiger Demon Saint, and the best outcome would be that they would both die.

There won’t even be a chance for him to arrange for the fairy crystal backup.

Unfortunately, one of "Mu Baijun's" two disciples became a traitor, while the other died loyally on the way to escape.

The remaining wood monsters have a cultivation level of only Nascent Soul at most. To Mo Baiyi, they are not even worth being used as tools.

It seems that in order to obtain the Immortal Crystal, we will have to rely heavily on the two lowly tribes, Lu Ye and Thousand-Faced Judge.

Mo Bai figured out everything in an instant and made arrangements - which was also a good opportunity to test the loyalty of the two.

If they think I have done anything improper when I am at my weakest, I will let them know what the Thunderous Wrath of the Great Mahayana Saint is.

After Mo Baiyi explained everything, he took root on the deck and turned back into a charred log several feet high, looking lifeless.

After several battles, "Mu Baijun" and his hundreds of wood demon subordinates immediately surrounded him loyally and protected him in the middle.

All I saw was a crackling sound.

The charred giant tree was shaking and making loud noises inside, and pieces of charred wood were disintegrating in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it shrank by nearly half from several meters in height, then became only a few meters, and then became the height of an ordinary person.

Finally, the charcoal collapsed completely, and in its place was a small sapling as tall as a person. A green ring appeared under his feet, which was constantly rotating and covered with various ancient runes.

The wood monsters around continuously took out various precious wood-related spiritual plants and threw them into the circle. In the blink of an eye, they disintegrated and dispersed into pure wood energy.

The wood energy was quickly absorbed by the green ring and turned into food for the growth of the saplings.

Right under the eyes of Lu Ye and the Thousand-Faced Judge, the sapling grew rapidly. In just a few moments, it grew into a young tree, sprouting branches and turning green again.

Lu Ye muttered in his heart, this guy has such a strong vitality.

Even if it is burned like this, the dead wood can welcome the spring.

Wait, could this guy be fishing on purpose?

He just stood on the deck, naked in front of everyone's sight, and didn't go into the cabin or cave. It seemed like he was tempting people to take the bait.

Lu Ye was really afraid of his trump card tactics.

He used the fish-dragon diagram's perspective to observe the other party's spiritual state.

The light was dim and its size had shrunk severely. When compared with the light of his own soul, the two were similar, but still much brighter than his own.

It seems that we are still no match for him.

Lu Ye suppressed some thoughts in his mind, discussed with the Thousand-Faced Judge, and sailed west.

Let’s talk about a hundred miles away.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint fled in panic, not even bothering to put out the flames on his body. He left a long line of fire in the air and escaped with a burnt smell all over his body.

After she ran all the way, filled with anger and fear, she caught up with her own deserters, bit to death several Nascent Soul demons, venting her fear. Then she turned around and took great effort to put out the flames on her body.

If I had known that Lao Mu was so difficult to deal with, why would I have chased him?

Mu Junlin shouldn’t have entered.

As expected, old monsters who have lived for a long time all have their own hidden cards.

God knows what kind of fire-related magical power this is, which ignited her entire body from the inside out, from her demonic power to her spiritual consciousness, from her spirit body to her Nascent Soul body.

She knew that her physical condition was bad now and she was afraid that she would fall back to a higher realm. She gave up the idea of ​​revenge and led her demon subordinates in a dejected manner. They stopped their movements, suppressed the demon clouds, and kept their tails between their legs, hoping to return to their territory safely.

As for chasing that old wood again?
She wouldn't dare to think about it even if she was beaten to death.

That guy is not a good person, but a bad and cruel person. He actually holds on to the enemy and burns with him, even burning himself.

God!
You are so cruel, why were you so cowardly before?

If you had shown your firm attitude earlier, why would I invade your Mu Junlin?

Anyway, I'm still young, so why not wait until you die before taking advantage of me?
The Red Tiger Demon Saint had a bitter taste in his mouth, half of it was anger and the other half was regret. This time he really lost more than he gained. When he returned to the territory, he didn't know if he could maintain his position.

Should she use her beauty to seduce a few mistresses to work for her?
She changed back into human form and summoned the mirror.

Snapped!
The Red Tiger Demon Saint smashed the mirror magic weapon with one claw and bit two Nascent Soul demons to death to vent his anger.

This road is also blocked.

Because he didn't dare to travel in a high-profile manner, it took him several days to get back to his own demon city.

He passed through several demon territories on the way and had several fights with those violent demons. Not only did he suffer heavy casualties, but he also had no time to recover from his injuries.

Not only did his injuries not get better, but they got worse. His body was covered in pus, blood, and sores, and the stench was overwhelming.

In the demon city of her territory, there is a lover named Pangolin Demon Saint who is in charge of her. Although the Demon Saint is ugly, he is very kind and gentle to her. He usually obeys her and gives her many gifts.

"Brother Zuanshan..." The Red Tiger Demon Saint pounced on the other party as soon as he landed.

The Panic Demon Saint was drinking and having fun. He was in a daze, half drunk and half awake.

Suddenly, he saw a strange four-legged creature with a foul smell, covered with sores, and shedding smelly blood as it walked. It pounced into his arms, opened its rotten mouth and said something incoherent, which gave him a headache. "Someone actually attacked me?" The Panic Demon Saint was furious.

He shouted loudly and transformed into his original form. He swung his long tail vigorously, using 80% of his strength.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint returned to his territory and saw his most trusted lover. He relaxed all over and could not help but throw himself into the other's arms and cry and act coquettishly.

But she forgot how miserable and horrible she looked now.

This is not a pitiful act of coquetry, but a malicious poisoning.

It would have been fine if the pangolin monster wasn't drunk, but at the moment he was frightened and subconsciously attacked with force.

Boom!

The pangolin monster's thick tail hit the red tiger monster saint hard.

The latter had never expected that her lover would deal her a heavy blow. She had not yet gathered all her demonic power, used any magical powers, or activated her shield. On the other hand, she was finally completely relieved when she arrived at her destination, as the journey had exhausted her energy and spirit.

One went all out, the other was totally off guard.

There was a loud bang.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint was knocked hundreds of feet away, smashing a palace into pieces and turning into a pool of meat paste.

The Yuanying demon clan that was accompanying them screamed "Master" in shock, rushed over to look, but there was no hope for him to survive.
The poor tigress traveled hard for several days, dodging various powerful enemies along the way, and finally returned to her own palace, where she was beaten to death by her invited mistress with her tail.

When the Panic Demon Saint heard the demons crying for the Red Tiger Master, he was sobered up from his drunken stupor.

"what?"

He rushed forward and inquired about the whole cause and effect in a few words. He then looked again and found that the Red Tiger Demon Saint was already dead beyond deadness. He had turned into a puddle and even if he was shoveled up, his body could not be put back into its original shape.

"Someone is coming!"

The pangolin monster's eyes rolled and it shouted quickly.

He also brought with him several trusted followers of the demon clan who were at the stage of transformation into gods and dozens of Yuanying, and they were waiting outside the palace.

Immediately, more than a dozen subordinates rushed into the hall.

The pangolin monster made some arrangements.

"My sister, the Red Tiger Demon Saint, was badly injured in the fight with Lord Mu Bai. She dragged her broken body back to the palace, but unfortunately her injuries recurred from inside to outside. She was shattered into pulp without any help. How pitiful!"

"Set up the altar immediately and order all the demons in the city who are above the Nascent Soul stage to come and worship."

"By the way, I remember my sister had a few useless children whom she loved very much."

"My sister is dead. I am afraid she will be lonely in the underworld. My nephews and nieces should be buried with her body..."

"They are young and ignorant, and may not understand the painstaking efforts of my uncle. Please help them."

"Go and do your work quickly."

So half a day later.

By the time the main hall was transformed into a sacrificial hall and the white flag was raised, the Red Tiger Demon Saint had become a pool of meat paste lying in a coffin made of precious wood.

In addition, her descendants and close confidants all accompanied her on the journey.

There were many more coffins in the hall.

The Demon Saint of the Panther personally presided over the memorial service and said that the descendants and close followers of the Demon Saint of the Red Tiger committed suicide out of grief and went to accompany their mother and old master.

There are still many former subordinates of the Red Tiger Demon Saint in the hall, who have died after repeated fights, as well as two gods and a number of Nascent Soul Golden Cores.

They all lowered their heads and dared not say anything more.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint is dead, and no matter how loyal he is to her, he cannot be brought back to life.

Since the Panic Demon Saint spared their lives, it meant that in the eyes of the Panic Demon Saint they were not yet die-hard fans of the Red Tiger Demon Saint.

Of course, that means changing sides and clinging to someone else's power again.

Anyway, the Demon Saint is gone, so who should I be loyal to?
Immediately, the Divine Transformation cultivators took the lead and knelt down, crying bitterly to mourn for the Red Tiger Demon Saint.

He cried so hard about his master's tragic death and swore to avenge him in the future.

The second crying master should die peacefully, having so many loyal descendants and subordinates to accompany her in the underworld. What a blessing this is!

The third time he cried, he bowed down to the Panic Demon Saint. Now, there is no one in charge of the huge territory of the Demon Saint.

Everyone knows that the Panic Demon Saint has the best relationship with his master, otherwise he would not be invited to govern the territory.

A group of dragons cannot be without a leader, and a snake cannot be without a head. If they want to avenge their master, we cannot do it alone.

With our weak strength, we can't even protect our master's territory.

Please, Panic Demon Saint, do the hard work of accepting us poor demons and let us inherit this territory.

The Panic Demon Saint refused several times, but finally agreed reluctantly to everyone's request. He also promoted two surrendered gods to new positions and divided the territories among them.

Then all the monsters burst into laughter and bowed to their new master again.

That night, outside the Holy Spirit Hall of the Red Tiger Demon, the new master held a banquet, and the demons were in high spirits and drank and had fun.

I just don’t know what the Red Tiger Demon Saint lying in the coffin in the mourning hall would think if he were still alive.

The news of the death of the Red Tiger Demon Saint spread quickly and reached the ears of the Ox Demon Saint and the Sky Pig Demon Saint in the neighboring territory.

The two demons were shocked and delighted.

What’s shocking is that the Red Tiger Demon Saint, such a familiar demon, is gone just like that. It seems that old wood is still very powerful.

The good thing is that they ran fast and did not insist on following the Red Tiger Demon Saint to the end, otherwise they might be the ones to die.

The two demons each sent their subordinates to express their condolences, and that was the end of the matter, but they still did not forget to send envoys to seduce each other.

In terms of seniority as mistresses, they have a close relationship and the three families are related by blood through intermarriage over generations.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint is gone, and her territory should be inherited by our two families. How could it be the turn of a hole-digging pangolin?
The two demons hit it off immediately and made a plan to divide the third sister's territory, and set a date to send out troops together.

As a result, the territory of the Red Tiger Demon Saint fell into a bloody storm. In order to fight for this piece of fat meat, the three demons fought each other until their brains were chopped into pieces. This is a story for later.

Let’s talk about it thousands of miles away.

The eagle ship, which was once on the verge of falling apart, is now even more dilapidated, with the eagle's head broken, the cabin in tatters, and all the feathers on both sides of the wings fallen off.

However, the most eye-catching thing on the entire ship is the tree standing upright on the deck.

Now it has grown very strong, from a small tree into a big tree that several people can hug. It is very lush and green, and the crown of the tree is like an umbrella that covers the entire boat.

This day.

Lu Ye and the Thousand-Faced Judge looked grim and lowered their heads to discuss.

The two decided to continue their journey west.

After the battle with the Red Tiger Demon Saint, nearly half of the four hundred immortal cultivators died, leaving only more than two hundred people.

They have been carefully planning their routes these days, and whenever they pass through the Demon Saint's territory, they would rather take a detour of thousands of miles, just for safety first.

This is so, because to go west one must pass through the territories of other monster tribes, and there are also those violent, reckless and warlike monsters who rush out in the name of invading their territories.

After several fierce battles, the Eagle Ship became like this, and dozens of disciples died.

(End of this chapter)