Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 489: Mourning robe
Chapter 489: The Journey of a Half-Demon to Raising an Immortal: Mourning Robe
Inside the gate of life and death, it is like another world.
There was no sound around.
Lu Tong and Dai Qimin stood face to face.
Lu Tong looked calm and said slowly: "Unexpectedly, you actually invited disciples from Kongxing Academy."
Dai Qimin was wearing a mourning robe, with black and white strips of cloth tied around his arms. He was much more energetic than yesterday, as if he was reflecting back on the light.
"I will wear this mourning robe for three people, my father, me, and you."
Lu Tong fell into silence.
Not just three people, Dai Shan, Dai Qimin, Wei Hu, but also a little bit, a little bit of true feelings when they get along, that belongs to him.
A little more than three.
"I have a question. Did you kill me because you wanted to avenge your father more, or because I killed your father?"
Dai Qimin didn't speak. He looked at it intently for a long time, then raised his foot and took a step forward.
Soon, the distance between the two was only ten feet.
Lu Tong narrowed his eyes, turned over his hand and took out the long sword with fine scales, and said: "You are sending yourself to death."
Dai Qimin did not pause and continued to take a step forward.
A sword light flashed.
A **** hole appeared on Dai Qimin's chest. Before he could even step down, his whole body fell to the side like a felled tree.
"Pfft."
A slight muffled sound.
Dai Qimin lay on the ground and made no sound.
Lu Tong clutched the hilt of the sword tightly, moved his lips a few times, took a deep breath, and spit it out heavily.
Dai Qimin is dying.
One move was not fired, but the "kill" caused was more powerful than ten moves.
The mind is in turmoil.
Ordinary people fighting may not cause any interference, but among masters, being slow can mean the difference between life and death.
A plume of black smoke rose from the stone platform.
Black smoke penetrated into the funeral robe, and Dai Qimin's body quickly dissipated. At the same time, wisps of white smoke rose and gradually condensed into a pill.
After a while, the black smoke dissipated.
A burst of invisible magic power fell, rolling up the robes on the ground, the stored magic weapon, and the snow-white elixir turned into white smoke, and handed them to Lu Tong.
The stage of life and death, where people die and live.
Those who survive can take everything from the deceased, including mana, energy, blood, etc. to refine a "Regeneration Pill".
The Regeneration Pill cannot bring the dead back to life, but it can extend life.
Lu Tong put away his mourning robe, stored magic weapons, and elixirs, and looked up to the sky.
"You can take a break and burn some incense."
Li Youhai's voice came from the sky.
He shook his head and said: "No need."
The stage of life and death is usually difficult to invite. Once invited, either life and death will be decided on the stage, or justice will be administered by Li Youhai.
Lu Tong has something in his heart and cannot trust Li Youhai's justice.
Now that we are on stage, there is no way to escape. There is only one way at our feet - kill them all.
……
The Shizhang Gate opens again.
The clouds rolled and an old man came out.
He is bald, but his sideburns are very thick, tied into two small braids, hanging down next to his cheeks. Wearing a jade necklace around his neck.
Lu Tong looked at the visitor and said, "A boxing instructor?"
The old man nodded.
"Li Xian Fist."
After speaking, he punched his fist twice, as if he were holding his hands in a bow.
Lu Tong smiled and said: "I have also learned boxing, Baojing Mighty Boxing."
After speaking, he slowly punched out, like a giant whale playing in the water.
"Good boxing skills."
"Yours is also good."
Lu Tong moved his shoulders and said, "Since we all learn boxing, how about we fight together?"
"How to spell it?"
"No magic power, no magic weapon, no other use, just fists."
"No, I am old and my body is not as good as yours."
Lu Tong turned his hand and took out seven magic weapons and said: "Compared to the magic weapons, you are worse than me. This time you are in danger of death. Do you want to die by the sword or by the fist?"
The old man was silent for a while, nodded, and said: "Okay, let's compete with fists."
Lu Tong put away his magic weapon and took a step forward.
Soon, the two were only half a foot apart.
Lu Tong stretched out his **** and wiped them from the bracelet. Two talismans appeared on his fingertips.
At the same time, the old man's feet softened, and he suddenly knelt down. He brought his arms in front of his chest and abdomen, and punched out both fists at the same time. Mana surged from the surface of the fists and turned into two clasped palms.
The sword exploded and the talisman spread out, turning into a cluster of sword blades and dozens of sword shadows, flying out together one by one.
The wind gate talisman, countless air currents quickly coiled, turning into a foot-high door.
The old man knelt on the ground, pierced the wind gate with both fists, and the magic power rolled outside his body, turning into a huge figure. The figure clasped his hands together as if he was sitting quietly.
The sword blades fell and pierced into the figures one after another. When they were only five inches away from the old man, they collapsed together with the figures.
Lu Tong gritted his teeth, turned over his hand and took out the copper tiger mace, took a step forward, and smashed the mace with all his strength.
"Old thief! I knew you had bad intentions!"
When the copper mace fell, mana surged, a flash of yellow light lit up, and it quickly transformed into a tiger.
The old man was still kneeling on the ground, and the five jade rings on his neck, wrists, and ankles lit up at the same time, and a kneeling green-light beauty emerged from outside his body.
"Little thief! I have lived enough, I don't care about reputation, but you are going back on your word at such a young age!"
The copper mace hits the beauty.
The beauty shattered suddenly.
The old man's expression changed slightly, his legs suddenly exerted force, he jumped up violently, and at the same time he clasped his hands together and stabbed hard. The emerald green jade light flowed out and instantly covered the whole body, making the whole person look like a hammer.
Lu Tong opened his mouth and swallowed.
The copper mace turned into a handful of yellow light and penetrated into the mouth.
"Roar!"
The giant tiger leapt forward and crushed the beauty directly under the tiger's palm.
Lu Tong raised his palm and clapped it, and the brass tiger palm as big as a basin hit the beauty's face.
"Ding!"
A palm took the tiger's palm, and the next moment, the jade light shattered, revealing the palm wrapped inside.
In an instant, the tiger's claws hooked, like a six-inch scimitar, and the palm of his hand was instantly broken at the wrist.
Lu Tong stepped on the beauty and took the tiger's paw again.
The old man stretched out his other hand, and instead of meeting the tiger's palm, he punched the tiger's throat with a punch.
"Ding!"
"Winter!"
Two loud noises sounded at the same time. ~IndoMTL.com~ A tiger's palm smashed into the jade light, and then crushed the old man's head; a flash of emerald green magic light flew out, pierced the copper tiger's throat, and dissipated silently.
The Bronze Tiger retracted its palms and transformed into a human form again.
Lu Tong held the copper mace, rubbed his neck, and murmured: "I have told you to seek death, and I will win when it comes to magic weapons!"
On the neck, there is a little more bright red, the skin is not broken, the flesh is not injured, and the bones are safe and sound.
Black smoke and white smoke billowed, and after a moment, five jade rings, a rag, and a regeneration pill rose.
Lu Tong put them away one by one, thinking to himself: There is no storage magic weapon, it seems to be a pathfinder.
At this moment, the Shizhang gate suddenly opened.
He immediately raised his head and shouted: "I want to rest!"
Fighting three face-to-face battles does not consume much mana, but in a life-and-death fight, no matter how cautious you are, you cannot be too cautious.
Li Youhai did not respond.
In the rolling clouds and mist, a young monk slowly walked out.
Lu Tong's face turned cold and he felt a little regretful.
The strong should not be offended.
Li Youhai is a real person and is almost the lord of the city in Huaizhu City. Even enemies should not show hostility before killing them.
"Wei Hu!"
The young monk's eyes were full of hatred.
Lu Tong sighed, put away the distracting thoughts in his heart, glanced at the young monk, and said, "Are you Dai Wuji or Dai Yihen?"
Nearly all Dai family members have slender eyes.
The young monk raised his face and said coldly: "Dai Sancan, I will take your life today to avenge my father's murder!"
"Three disabled?"
Lu Tong raised his eyebrows and said, "Where are the five evils and one ruthless one?"
There is a difference between closeness and distance, and people's hearts are unpredictable.
Dai Shan died. Among all the sons, the one who screamed the loudest did not come, and the one who loved the most did not come either. Only one came who jumped out of nowhere.