Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 40: 30% off

Wei Wei mountains and rivers.

Like an eternal life, crawling on the barren land.

Every time Lu Tong sees Qianxue Mountain, he has different feelings in his heart.

When he first came, he was just a little half-demon in the early stages of Qi training, full of awe.

Now when we walk to the bottom of the mountain, there are harpies peeping nearby and foundation building difficulties in the distance.

Lu Tong raised his head and looked up at the top of the mountain, vaguely feeling that the mountain was a beast blocking his path to practice.

Wild beasts block the way, leaving no one to rely on.

You can only use your head as a pestle, your teeth as knives, and your limbs as swords to fight to the death.

Lu Tong took a deep breath and tied the three swords to his back.

Then he stamped his hoof on the ground, grabbed the rocks with both hands, and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

More than half an hour later, he finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

There are still many mountains ahead.

Lu Tong was lying on the stone and saw a black shadow in the sky getting bigger and bigger, and finally it fell directly on the door.

A familiar feeling came again.

The hawk demon grabbed his right arm with its claws like iron pincers, lifted Lu Tong and flew towards the Iron Clothes Temple.

When thrown down again.

Lu Tong was already prepared, holding his hands on the ground.

The harpy stuck its head into the temple and let out a series of sharp hawk calls.

After a while, the hawk demon took back its head, stretched out its sharp eagle beak, took off three swords and put them into the temple.

The voice of the temple owner came out: "There is a monk talking to you on the street. What's going on?"

"That man wanted to buy a sword, but I sent him away."

"How to spend it?"

Lu Tong looked at the hawk demon standing at the door of the Taoist temple.

The two eyes of the harpy are half black and half yellow, and their eyes are very sharp, as if they can see through people's hearts.

"I wanted one hundred silver. The man agreed, but he couldn't get the silver, so I took the opportunity to leave."

"Okay, go down and let the copper slave help you take off the red fire pill."

"Thank you, Master!"

Lu Tong hurried back to the cave.

After he left, the hawk demon said to the audience: "Master, this half-demon is dishonest."

"Why?"

"His eyes are like a ghost fox! The half-demon from Qianxue Mountain can't even speak, but he can go into the city alone to deliver goods."

"Keep an eye on it and use it a few more times. When you build the foundation, Iron Clothes Temple will be handed over to you, and it will be up to you to do whatever you want."

"I'm going to peck his eyes out!"

When the harpy spoke, his round glasses narrowed into a slit, as if he had already enjoyed this delicacy.

……

On the other side, Lu Tong was pushed into the cave again.

The red fire pill was removed, and the clean clothes on his body were also taken away.

The copper slave returned to his original arrogant and arrogant appearance.

Return to the cave.

Lu Tong did not continue to mine, but kept holding his fingers to make sounds to attract the blood beetles.

The corpses left behind in Qianxue Mountain have been completely disposed of long ago.

He didn't know how many blood beetles he could attract.

Time passed little by little.

There was no daylight in the cave, and two days seemed to have passed and yet to come.

When Lu Tong was restless, there was a sudden shock and many gravels fell down.

"The little demon in iron clothes! Come out!"

A very deep voice rumbled in my ears through the rocks.

Coming!

The blood all over Lu Tong's body suddenly became hot and he rushed out of the cave.

"Who are you and why did you attack my Tie Yi Guan!"

"Where are the elders on the outskirts of the Yeyi Sect's Quee Palace? A disciple found out that Tie Yi Guan killed innocent people indiscriminately and cultivated blood beetles, so he was immediately arrested!"

"I didn't!"

"Whether there is or not, I will know clearly after checking it."

"Yiyi Zong! You are bullying me too much!"

The sound of the foundation-building monks fighting could be heard outside.

Lu Tong had no time to care about the outside world.

He ran into the cave, saw his surroundings clearly, and said loudly: "Bronze slave, stop!"

Three cave entrances were collapsed just now, but the half-demon inside did not crawl out. The other dozen or so half-demon and monster beasts were running around with panic on their faces.

And the copper slave was hacking randomly with a knife.

Lu Tong has no feelings for these miners, but he will not watch them being slaughtered if he can.

It's pitiful enough that these guys are locked up here to mine.

To die in such a painful way is simply unjust.

The copper slave was covered in blood and gasped: "No wonder Senior Sister asked me to stare at you. It's really weird. Who are you?"

"The person who wants your life!"

Lu Tong lowered his body, kicked the ground with two hooves, and rushed towards the copper slave.

Clench your right hand into a fist, with the knuckles of your **** protruding.

The moment the fist was swung out, as the magic power circulated in the dantian, the arm was wrapped by small blasts of wind.

Catch the wave! Little blast technique!

The copper slave had no time to defend himself and was directly hit on the xiphoid process in the middle of the sternum.

According to Zhu Fan's instructions, attacking the xiphoid process can cause chest tightness and shortness of breath at the least, and heart bursting at the worst.

But Tong Nu’s expression didn’t change at all.

Lu Tong's hooves were unable to support him and he immediately dodged back after the blow, leaning against the rock wall with a very ugly expression on his face.

The knuckles hit his chest just now, like hitting an iron sheet.

Hard, thick and tough!

The fist cannot penetrate this layer of flesh.

The copper slave rubbed his chest and glared: "Boy, your fists are not even enough to scratch the itch! Hahaha!"

The copper slave laughed and took out a whip made of copper wire.

"Bang!"

The half-foot-long copper whip whipped in the air.

The whip was thrown out like a poisonous snake, and at the end it passed over the ore ten feet away, and the ore was directly smashed into pieces.

Lu Tong's eyelids jumped.

A mere slave can be so cruel!

He looked left and right. When the copper slave raised his hand again, he immediately ran to the left and jumped to hide behind the furnace.

"Bang!"

There was another clear whip sound.

On the rock wall, there was an inch-deep whip mark.

Lu Tong picked up the fire iron rod from the coal pile.

The iron rod is three and a half feet long and thick as a thumb, making it difficult to hold in your hand.

But something is better than nothing.

He looked around and caught a glimpse of the burning ore in the furnace. His eyes lit up and he inserted the iron rod directly.

"You are looking for death!"

The copper slave saw that something was wrong, and immediately strode around to the side, swinging out his long whip.

"Boom!"

Lu Tong lay on the ground, his whip hitting the furnace, making a huge metal impact.

The "buzzing" sound floated back and forth in the cave.

While the copper slave retracted his whip, Lu Tong pulled out the iron rod.

One end of the iron rod was covered with **** and sticky hot mineral water.

The other end was held by Lu Tong in his hand, and it was equally warm.

Lu Tong was burned until his palms were numb.

But I can’t care about that much now!

The copper slave's pupils shrank, he stared at the flaming iron rod, took a few steps back, and raised his right arm vigorously.

"Poof!"

The flesh was torn apart.

A sharp pain came from his right leg.

Lu Tong instantly lost his balance and was thrown out by a huge force coming from his right leg.

Before landing, he thrust out his right arm with all his strength.

Let go!

The iron rod in his hand came out and flew toward the copper slave.

"Ah!"

Heart-piercing screams came out, and the copper slave lay on the ground, quickly slapping the mineral water on his body with his hands.

Lu Tong was also lying on the ground.

He looked at his right leg. There was a hideous blood mark **** thick on the inner thigh, and the surrounding flesh turned into a bluish-purple color.

The blood stains seemed to have been brushed with a steel brush, with countless flesh sprouts being torn out, and blood oozing out continuously.

Lu Tong got up from the ground, took one step and realized something was wrong:

The right leg bone is broken. ~IndoMTL.com~ The mineral water on the copper slave on the opposite side has solidified, leaving only some burns.

Lu Tong gritted his teeth, raised his right hoof and stamped it hard.

Bearing pain was felt, but he still took half a foot forward.

Then his left hoof stomped down hard.

Jump out a foot!

Just as the copper slave was about to get up, Lu Tong ran into his arms, raised his hand and made a "three-fold hook".

The thumb, index finger, and **** were bent into the shape of an eagle's claw, grabbing the copper slave's neck.

The copper slave raised his arms to resist.

When the fight was about to take place, Lu Tong's eagle claws instantly changed direction and grabbed toward the chest.

The copper slave immediately returned his elbow and protected his chest with his left elbow.

Moving his left arm away, an empty door suddenly appeared on the left side of his neck.

Lu Tong's eyes lit up, and the eagle's claws changed direction again and landed on the copper slave's neck.

Three-fold hook, as the name suggests, three-fold discount in one click!

It's a pity that the fingers and claws are clasped into the flesh, but they can't break through the defense.

Tong Slave held his breath. Muscles popped up on his neck, and he almost flicked his fingers away!

"Get out!"

"Death!"

One person and half a demon exert their power at the same time.

Tong Nu was like a carp, trying to lift Lu Tong away, but he fell to the ground like a dead fish when he was halfway up the air.

"Ah..."

The copper slave covered his neck, a large stream of blood gushing out from his fingertips.

Lu Tong jumped up lightly, stood beside him thinking about his right hoof and shook his head: "The skin is tough enough! It's a pity that he is a slave, and he wasted all his skin and flesh!"

A dog head covered with fangs slowly disappeared.

Lu Tong's right hand was stained with blood, and a thick blood vessel half a foot long was hooked on his index finger.

At the last moment, he finally broke through the copper slave's flesh with the flying dog technique.