Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 180
Blossoming.

Fragrant bursts.

In the past, where the wives and ladies of various families were laughing and having fun, there sat a group of frowning monks, monsters, and half-demons.

Yang Wang sat cross-legged on the grass.

In the left eye socket, the vulture's red eyes gradually shriveled, and a thick red water flowed down the cheek.

Whispers sounded.

Lu Tong asked in a low voice, "How many people are there?"

Song Yanbai was also not sure, hesitatingly said: "It seems to be seven, two males and five females."

He looked around.

In addition to Yang Wang, there are three monks with strange faces and a gazelle facing the sky.

Yang Wang lost an eye, and now he is out of breath, probably unable to make a move.

Six against seven.

missing one.

He looked at Mrs. Ninth.

For the foundation-building monk, after the mana is transformed into liquid, unless it is deliberately hidden, the mana transfer will subconsciously emit some fluctuations.

Lu Tong's mana is similar to demon power, and it operates fiercely and extremely fast.

The magic power of Mrs. Nine is like a deep lake, calm on the surface but bottomless under the water.

In front.

Madam Nine asked, "How?"

Yang Wang took the next pill and wiped off the red juice on his face.

Take out the pen and paper and mark the places.

"Only, there are no less than five people in the afterimages within two days."

Madam Nine took the paper.

After a few breaths, mana surged, and red sparks flew out of his body.

Mars flew by, dragging a long tail.

"Come with me!"

Countless sparks flew out, turned into a pair of fire wings, and soared into the sky.

A figure followed.

Lu Tong tore the turf with one foot, jumped up, and a fire dragon emerged from the tiger's claws in midair.

"Brother Lu."

Song Yanbai threw out a flying sword, hung it above his head, and followed through the air.

After chasing Lu Tong, he said via voice transmission: "Let's slow down."

Lu Tong was very surprised.

He couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Song Yanbai again.

Song Yanbai said again via voice transmission: "Evil cultivators are too dangerous, our cultivation is still shallow, slow down."

He couldn't help laughing secretly.

Song Yanbai has made progress, he is no longer the stunned young man he was before.

"it is good."

The two flew side by side, gradually falling behind.

below.

In the night, the city of Yunying was brightly lit.

Almost all the monks from the City Lord's Mansion were dispatched to patrol the streets and alleys holding a large lantern as tall as a person.

In the east of the city, pieces of array formations formed a single piece of light.

In the south of the city, several families lived together and pooled money to set up formations.

West of the city, very poor.

Most of the people had no money left, dragged their families and left the house, gathered together, and lit a bonfire in a spacious place at the intersection.

The bonfire can't stop the evil cultivators.

The adults knew this very well, and they stared at each other in the dark corners where the fire could not shine, with great fear in their hearts.

The children didn't understand what was going on, they chased and played around the bonfire.

"Look! There is a phoenix in the sky!"

"A lot of fairy elders."

"That deer runs so fast and has horns like swords."

"It's not a deer, it's an antelope."

There was a burst of yelling.

Lu Tong looked down, and a complicated thought came to his mind.

Disasters are like knives.

This knife comes without a shadow and goes without a trace. It is hard to guard against.

Human life is like grass.

The wind blows, the rain hits, and the knife cuts. Surviving one catastrophe is another catastrophe.

Everyone wants peace.

Unfortunately, there is never peace.

He raised his head, stretched his arms, and stretched his muscles.

"Crack, creak, creak..."

There was a sound of muscles and bones.

After several years of meditation, my bones became soft from sitting, so I just borrowed these few evil cultivators to grind my bones.

"Brother Lu?"

Song Yanbai noticed something unusual.

"call!"

Lu Tong let out a long breath and said, "Brother Song, is the knife faster or the bone harder?"

"what?"

"gone!"

Rolling mana poured out.

A burst of flame exploded, turning into an eight-foot fire tiger.

Huohu killed a few and ran to the front.

below.

There was clapping and shouting around the campfire.

"Wow! Here comes another one."

"Big tiger!"

……

East of the city, south of the city, west of the city.

Fly more than half a circle.

Madam Nine leads the way at the forefront.

Lu Tong followed closely and said, "Isn't the evil cultivator in the north?"

"Force them to return to their lair."

After a while.

The group turned to the north of the city.

Yinliu Lane.

There are nine families, and willow trees are planted in each courtyard, which cannot be seen clearly from the sky.

It's summer.

The alley was a little cold.

Lu Tong turned into a fire tiger and landed at the entrance of the alley. He opened his mouth and breathed out three spiritual smokes, breaking open the door of a house.

Others have also cast their means.

The door opened.

The courtyard was silent.

Every family is like this, very strange.

"It stinks of corpses."

A middle-aged monk took half a step back.

Lu Tong stepped into the alley and jumped onto the courtyard wall.

It was pitch black in the courtyard.

Throw in a few flames.

Under the firelight, the willow branches sway like ghost hands.

The courtyard was in chaos, and a wooden barrel by the well fell to the ground.

A female cultivator flew to the side and took out Ruyi.

Infused with mana, a flock of white birds flew out of Ruyi.

A flock of birds flew out, knocking open willow branches, windows, and door panels, and flew out of the room.

The white bird casts a hazy white light.

In the room, a corpse was lying on the bed, and another corpse was lying on the table.

Lu Tong turned around and said, "Two dead people."

The remaining people broke open other people's homes.

"Three dead."

"A dead man."

"A dead man."

"Three dead people... ah!"

There was a scream.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow rose into the sky and flew upwards.

"Get down!"

"die!"

Several monks chased them out.

Iron chains, flying swords, and fist shadows all hit Sombra at the same time.

The shadow fell.

A flame rose up, illuminating the shadows.

After Lu Tong saw it clearly, his heart skipped a beat.

Red-eyed vulture!

Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

"Someone! Seal the alley!"

The Ninth Lady stayed at the entrance of the alley, rolling with mana all over her body.

Behind, two wings of fire.

In his hand, there were two long flaming whips, and he raised his hand and drew out a whip.

A thin-faced figure stopped in his tracks, blocked the whip, and turned to return.

Lu Tong jumped out violently, blocking the retreat.

In just a moment.

Others surrounded and sealed the upper, left, right, and all corners.

"How do you know this place? Who told you! Guan Xiuxiu? Or Lao Cang?"

Ninth Lady asked, "Where are they?"

"Let me live."

The ninth lady sighed.

Several people shot at the same time.

Magic weapons and spells flew out one by one.

The thin-faced cultivator's hands turned into silver light, flashed one after another, and stopped them all.

"Let me go! They are plotting against the City Lord's Mansion, if you continue to pester me, you will regret it sooner or later!"

Madam Nine remained expressionless.

After Lu Tong observed it, he rushed to kill it.

Two tiger claws were taken on the head.

The thin-faced cultivator immediately closed his mouth, and swept his hands over the tiger's claws one after another, cutting off slices of fire.

When the two are entangled.

A few magic weapons and spells flew out again.

A flying sword sank into the thin-faced monk's back.

A black water snake wrapped around his right leg and turned into a lump of black ice.

The thin-faced monk froze for a moment.

Lu Tong took the opportunity to break out of the fire tiger, stretched out his arm, and stamped his palm on his chest.

"puff!"

The thin-faced cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his right hand, and bent his five fingers into eagle claws.

The silver light flickered on the finger, like a silver casting.

Another sword glow flashed by.

The eyes of the thin-faced monk lost their luster.

After a breath, a line of blood appeared on the neck, and then the head fell.

The fountain of blood soared into the sky.

Lu Tong dodged and frowned slightly.

Not quite right.

There is only one person here, including Guan Xiuxiu and Lao Cang, which are mentioned by this population, there are only three.

Ninth Madam took back the fire whip and said: "Fan Peng, take the corpse and go back to find Yang Wang. Others, follow me to the flower market."

Step out for a moment.

Madam Nine suddenly stopped and took out a sound transmission jade pendant.

After a breath of exchange.

His face changed drastically in an instant, and he exclaimed in surprise, "How courageous! Come with me!"

……

City Lord's Mansion.

The servants and maids are in a mess.

The Ninth Madam fell down and said loudly: "Why panic! Where is the master?"

"Go back to madam, the master has gone to Baizhu Mountain."

Walk into the mansion.

A mahogany hall.

Opposite the main hall, there is a three-foot-high red stone mountain.

On the mountain, lay a figure.

At the foot of the mountain, several women gathered together, their faces panicked.

"Jiumei, here comes an evil cultivator!"

"Sister Shan is dead."

"The murderer has not been found yet, and the master is not here, what should we do."

Madam Nine appeared, and the women seemed to have found their backbone.

After hearing a few words, Lu Tong couldn't help frowning.

Mrs. Shan was actually killed, and she was still in the City Lord's Mansion.

He looked at the formation.

The luster of the formation is still intact.

A bright light streaked across the sky.

The formation opened a channel.

Yan Ziqiu landed on the mountain, looking at the corpse at his feet, his face was extremely gloomy.

"Jiu'er, order the major families to search the city!"

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)