Half-demon Raising Immortals

The silver melon turned into the sky.

The tiger roared.

A huge figure hit the high platform, and then dropped a small net and half a hammer.

Lu Tong got up from the ground.

Ignoring the sharp pain coming from the front palm, he stared at the silver-armored giant not far away.

"It's me!"

The tiny flowers have disappeared, and Quan Yin has been unable to maintain the scattered flower gauze.

Lu Tong looked vigilant, he took a step carefully, the sole of his foot fell, his foot hurt and then went limp again, he almost fell over.

Quan Yin stood where he was, and didn't take the opportunity to make a move.

Some doubts arose in Lu Tong's heart, and he said, "Quan Yin?"

No response.

He approached slowly, swung his tail backwards, and swiped quickly.

The giant man in silver armor flew upside down and fell heavily on the ground. The melon hammer also came out of his hand, landed on the stone platform and rolled several feet away.

"died……"

A black smoke rose and penetrated into the silver armor.

Lu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, restrained his mana, and opened his mouth to spit out a handful of yellow light.

The bronze tiger mace is still intact.

He looks at the arm.

The two arms, from the palms to the elbows, all turned purple, and the skin was cracked in pieces, as if covered with several layers of red spider webs.

Under the broken skin, the flesh and blood rotted away. With a shake of the arm, the flesh and blood underneath also shook slightly.

In the flesh and blood, the bones were also shattered.

Slowly pumping out the mana, reaching into the arm, the two palms were broken at the wrist, and the palms fell to the ground, the skin, flesh, and bones scattered at the same time, turning into a pool of rotten meat.

Lu Tong Tong Kong shrunk, feeling a little scared in his heart.

The melon hammer is astonishingly powerful, and at the moment of collision, a majestic force poured directly into the tiger's palm.The copper tiger mace was not damaged, but the flesh and blood could not bear the force.

Enduring the severe pain, he summoned up his mana and took out a long sword from the bracelet.

The sword light flashed.

Blood rained down, and then the two stumped arms fell.

There was a burst of severe pain, and my heart twitched again and again like a needle prick.

A bead of sweat oozed from Lu Tong's forehead, and he quickly took out two lotus root joints and pressed them on the wound.

The crimson medicinal lotus root quickly grows longer and bends, and grows into two arms again.

Soon, the injury healed.

He looked at Yinjia not far away, but his face was even more gloomy.

Two knots of medicinal lotus root have swallowed [-]% of the mana, leaving only [-]% of the mana, but there is still a disciple of the Kongxing Academy.

An invisible magic power wrapped up many relics.

Silver armor, hand axe, melon hammer, storage magic weapon, scattered flower gauze tent, regeneration pill...

Lu Tong glanced at the scattered flower gauze curtain, then turned his gaze away and picked up the regeneration pill.

Mana is running out.

[-]% of mana is not enough to sacrifice spirit treasures. No matter how good these things are, if they can't save their lives, it will be nothing in the end.

Take Zaishengdan and Fuqidan.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lu Tong picked up the "Red Cloud Scripture" to restore mana, while thinking about countermeasures.

The law of heaven is unfair, and the strong prey on the weak.

The same is true for the academy, there are differences between the strengths and weaknesses of many disciples.

The most powerful ones are those who have received the inheritance of the immortals, and after the completion of the method, they can be said to be invincible in the same realm.

The weaker ones got the inheritance of great power.

The weakest one is the one who has obtained the method of Nascent Soul Realm, and has not even been passed on.

Those who are hired by others to work their lives on the stage of life and death should not be inherited by immortals, and no one will beg for food with a golden bowl.

Powerful Inheritance...

Lu Tong thought about it wildly, and his heart became more and more heavy.

……

A gust of wind blows.

Lu Tong restrained himself, slowly opened his eyes, and sighed softly.

[-]% mana.

The door of life and death opened, and the clouds and mist rolled violently.

He immediately took out a Boundless Qi Pill, and when the Qi Pill entered, a stream of peaceful and warm mana spread out, instantly filling every corner of his body.

The magic power in the Qi Pill cannot be manipulated according to one's will, and it is dissipating all the time, but it is better than nothing.

A man in black walked up to the high platform.

The black robe dragged the floor, and the hair was very long. Two strands of long hair covered most of his face, fell from the front of his body, and hung down to his knees.

"Wei Hu."

Lu Tong stood up, took out the bronze tiger mace, and said, "What's the name?"

"Seven mercy."

The man in black took out a long black sword and said, "I took Dai Qimin's 'feeling', and here I am Dai Qimin."

Lu Tong firmly grasped the bronze tiger mace with his palm.

It's weird, I don't understand.

Weird, generally very powerful.

The way of nature is selfless, the more you give, the more you will gain. The weirdo has abandoned himself, so what he gets is usually extraordinary.

"You're going to kill me?"

"You? You are not important. Killing is to break the relationship."

The man in black closed his eyes, sighed after a breath, and took a step slowly.The long sword was dragged by his feet, and a very faint bluish smoke drifted out, like the smoke from cooking in the countryside on a rainy day.

After a few steps, a wave of energy spread out, which contained sadness, reluctance, and love...

Lu Tong couldn't help being drawn by the Qi, a very strong sadness rose in his heart, and the hand holding the copper mace slowly loosened.

"Tiger~"

The man in black let out a bleak call.

Lu Tong raised his head, was startled, woke up instantly, and retreated abruptly to the edge of the stone platform.

Spiritual method!

Unknowingly, the sword technique has been displayed.

If not...

If he wasn't Wei Hu, and Dai Qimin would never call him "Little Tiger", it would be difficult to wake up.

The man in black raised his head, with hair sticking out of his cheeks, his eyes were red and filled with tears, but his expression was not sad at all, but very puzzled.

"Why are you awake?"

Lu Tong pursed his lips and said, "It's not like that."

"What's not like?"

"It doesn't sound like it."

The man in black looked cold, and said: "My method is not limited to appearance, it seems that you have something to hide from me."

Lu Tong's brain turned sharply, and he said: "The internal phase is also wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Dai Qimin wants to kill me, but he is not willing to kill me. You are different. The intention to kill is too strong, and the love is too little."

The man in black lowered his head and thought for a while, picked up the long sword and touched the edge of the sword, muttered: "I want to kill, but I don't want to. Kill, I have to kill. I don't want to, hey..."

The corners of Lu Tong's eyes trembled a few times, sensing a great life-and-death crisis.

He cast out his mana, wrapped the water of catastrophe in the bracelet, and was ready to sacrifice it at any time to resolve this catastrophe.

The man in black raised his head and took another step.

This time the pace was extremely fast.

Lu Tong sacrificed the bronze mace, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and turned into a bronze tiger.

"Tiger~"

The man in black called out, shaking the long sword left and right in his hand, and swung it lightly twice.

The black long sword shakes out a wisp of blue smoke, the blue smoke flutters, and disappears after flying two feet, turning into an invisible air current that slowly kills out.

"what!"

Lu Tong suddenly cried out in pain.

Quietly, a wound appeared on the side of his body, three feet long and one foot deep, almost cutting through the left rib.

Deep in the wound, a feminine air blast exploded.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

The sad thoughts that broke into the mind, like weeds without roots, quickly grew wildly, and almost drowned people in the blink of an eye.

"Tiger~"

"what!"

Another wound emerged, a fist-sized blood hole on the left foreleg, piercing straight into the bone.

Sadness struck again.

Lu Tong's heart was full of fear and sadness, he lowered his head, and shed tears as big as a bowl.

"Dai Qimin!"

"Tiger~"

The man in black raised his head, his face was full of tears, apart from sadness and hatred, there was also a touch of extremely strong joy in his expression.

"what!"