Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 264: Aoshan City
Strong winds swept through.
Grey fog surges.
Lu Tong's blood and mana were rising all over his body. He took a deep breath and suppressed the panic in his heart.
The difference in realm is like a natural chasm.
No matter how weak the Golden Core Realm is, it cannot be resisted by the Foundation Establishment Realm.
At least with his strength, he is far from able to compete with the Golden Core, let alone the Golden Core Realm Fog Ghost.
"Senior sister?"
Yue Shenyu was wrapped in several layers of green wind and said: "Wait a minute, Qianfeng... senior brother is here!"
The mood suddenly changed.
A heat wave came.
Between the beast cart and the giant beast, a figure suddenly appeared.
"Eight-legged elephant, you finally came out!"
Four ten-foot-high mana hills hang above the human figure. There is a hole at the top of the hill, which respectively breathes fire, blows wind, shoots swords, and surges thunder.
"Bug!"
The voice of the fog ghost was like rolling thunder, rumbling and echoing.
Thirty-six black arms stretched out, holding swords, knives, sticks, etc., waving towards the top of the mountain.
A fight.
The black arm is broken and the hill is broken.
The figure raised his head and pointed, and the hills recovered one after another, and changed from four to eight, and from eight to sixteen.
Sixteen mountain passes simultaneously breathed fire at the beast.
The fog monster waved his hand, and thousands of fog monsters turned into a cotton wall, with black water flowing on the wall to block the flames.
In an instant, black smoke billowed and a stench filled the air.
"Let's go quickly and lead the convoy into the city."
Qianfeng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Lu Tong's heart moved slightly and he immediately said: "Yes!"
Besides, Yueshenyu had already taken off into the air, flew to the front, and swung out a tornado to create a passage.
"Enter the city!"
He took a long breath and poured mana into the Coiling Dragon Stick.
The Great Sun Golden Dragon soared into the sky, smashing through the trees and boulders blocking the road, rushing into the fog monsters and rolling up large areas of severed limbs and black water.
The two of them went all out and quickly cleared the way forward.
"Che Qi, above, fog monster, fog ghost!"
"Cheba, above, fog monsters, fog ghosts!"
Lu Tong looked at Yueshenyu.
Yue Shen Yu Zhong nodded and said: "Kill!"
He recalled the golden dragon and sacrificed the Little Fierce Sun. The golden light pierced the gray fog and suddenly lit up within a radius of several hundred feet.
There is fighting everywhere.
Above a beast cart.
Hundreds of eagle-shaped fog monsters are surrounding and killing two foundation-building monks.
A silver-robed monk holding a long sword.
When the long sword was swung out, it left a silver sword mark. First, draw it across the head, leaving a protective sword ring. Then he swept around the sword and swung out a killing sword wheel.
A monk in a short coat with three lanterns hanging around him.
One red, one purple, and one white, emitting red fire rain, purple sparks, and white fire snakes respectively.
"Ah!"
The monk in short coat screamed in pain, his left forearm disappeared.
In the fog monster group.
A very ordinary giant eagle, holding half of a **** arm in its mouth.
"Junior brother."
Yue Shenyu gave a low shout, without any extra instructions, with a few wisps of green wind wrapped around his legs, and rushed straight towards him.
Lu Tong followed closely behind with an iron rod in his hand and a fire dragon on his feet.
Only one foot left.
Yue Shenyu suddenly stopped, spread out his arms, hundreds of strands of green wind flew out of his sleeves, and penetrated into the eagles.
The two looked at each other.
In an instant, he had a spiritual connection, rushed into the group of eagles, and swung the iron rod with all his strength.
The iron rod fell.
An eagle-like fog monster with four wings, a dog head, and long claws was beaten into a ball of mud.
The surrounding fog monsters dodge.
The wings flapped wildly, but unfortunately they seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the speed was not half as fast as before.
Lu Tong made three sticks in a row.
Then he abandoned the stick and raised it with his bare hands. When it fell, there was already a ten-foot-long wind knife in his palm.
The hand rises and the knife falls.
In just a few breaths, black water splashed everywhere, and a fog-headed monster was cut in half and fell downwards.
"唳!"
The fog ghost screamed and burrowed upward.
When Lu Tong was about to give chase, he heard Yueshen Yu say: "Junior brother, fight with peace of mind, I will keep this ghost."
Wisps of green wind flew out and turned into a big hand.
The wind hand grabbed the fog ghost and passed through it.
Catch it again and pass through it again.
Every time it is caught, the speed of the fog ghost becomes slower.
Soon, all the fog monsters were killed.
There is only one left, the fog ghost.
Lu Tong took a step forward and reached out to hold the wind knife. After two steps, the wind knife became five feet tall.
Cut it down with one knife.
The fog ghost opened its eagle beak, and a palm-sized black swallow flew out of its mouth. The black swallow flashed past, escaped several feet in an instant, and pecked towards the center of the eyebrow.
His heart skipped a beat, and he instantly raised his arms and reached out to grab Heiyan.
The two are instantly separated.
The black swallow returns to Yingkou.
Lu Tong looked down.
A small piece of flesh and blood was pecked out of the palm, and a few streaks of blood oozed from the wound. Under the erosion of ghost energy, the blood streaks quickly turned black.
On the second knuckle of the index finger, the swallow's wing scratched and left a knife mark.
"Junior brother, how are you?"
"No problem."
"The wind photographer is very mentally demanding, but I can still hold on for five breaths."
"That's enough."
He breathed a sigh of relief, took a step, and the blazing flames rose up, turning into a fire tiger that was six feet and a half, and flew out.
The black swallow flashed out and pierced through the fire tiger's head. Large sparks spread out, but there was nothing inside.
Lu Tong took the opportunity to approach and stretched out his palm from Huo Hu's shoulder.
The hand rises and the knife falls.
The eagle's head was split in half.
The black swallow flashed out again and disappeared into the tiger's spine. At the same time, the two eagle claws stretched out ten feet away and thrust into the tiger's chest and tail.
The eagle's claws were kicked away by the tiger's claws.
The black swallow burrowed into the fire tiger's back, but it still didn't come out.
After a while, the fire tiger collapsed.
He stood in mid-air, holding Hei Yan tightly in his hand. The black swallow is as big as a palm, its beak sinks into the palm of your hand, and its wings are held between your fingers.
Hei Yan struggled violently.
The swallow's head burrowed into the flesh, and the swallow's wings made incisions between the fingers.
Lu Tong glanced at the eagle's body. The eagle's head was split in half, but there was no wisp of black smoke.
The eagle is just a cover.
He lowered his head and closed his fingers together. Five big tendons as thick as bamboo chopsticks protruded from the back of his hand.
"Gadang, Gadang..."
The bones cracked loudly, like copper and iron colliding.
After a few breaths, a vague cracking sound came out, the palm of his hand suddenly softened, and a large column of black smoke rose.
"Junior brother, how is the injury?"
Yue Shenyu flew over and waved his hand to gather the ghost blood.
He opened his palms.
A hole as thick as a thumb was drilled into the palm of the hand, and the five fingers were also torn apart. The ghost energy in the wound was eroding the flesh and blood.
Yue Shenyu took out a bottle of ointment and handed it over along with the ghost blood.
"Fortunately, the injury is not serious. This time, my junior brother has done more, so I will take the ghost blood first, and I will take it next time."
"Okay."
Lu Tong took the ointment and ghost blood and couldn't help but shook his head.
It’s hard to make a small contribution.
……
Aoshan City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the surrounding terrain is shaped like the word "concave".
Backed by mountains and facing plains.
It used to be a relic of a real person. The cave has long been empty of people and everything, leaving only a "concave mountain".
A large formation was arranged on the mountain, and the formation absorbed the golden energy from all directions.
The gold gas poured into the mountain, leaving countless mineral veins that look like tree roots, including more than 90 kinds of iron ore, more than 50 kinds of copper ore, and countless fragmentary ores. ~IndoMTL.com~So everyone in Aoshan City is mining.
Two wealthy families, the Zu family and the Kong family, respectively occupy the two richest mineral veins on the left and right sides of the mountain.
Sixteen families from small clans occupied sixteen of the next-level mineral veins.
There are countless other small doors and small households, scraping off the remaining fragmentary veins.
Ancestral Mansion, in a guest room.
Lu Tong's left hand was wrapped in white cloth and he was sitting on a chair.
Besides, Zu Wu stood with a young man carrying a knife.
Zu Wu said: "Master Lu, this is the fourth young master of our ancestral family. He has been pursuing the electric sword sect to practice. From now on, the fourth young master will lead people to help the immortal kill ghosts."
The young man cupped his hands and said: "Zu Wanping, I have seen the immortal!"
He looked up and down.
Big eyes, angry eyebrows, and very energetic. When standing, with your feet straight and shoulders open, you look like a good wielder of a knife.
"Which sect is Zhui Dian Dao Sect?"
Zu Wanping raised his head and said: "The most powerful martial arts school in the city!"
Zu Wu explained: "Because of the competition for mines, there are often fights, so there are many martial arts schools in the city. The sword skills of Zhui Dian Sect are unparalleled."
"Are there many martial arts schools?"
Lu Tong couldn't help but think of Jingxiu Fairy Ship.
Jingxiu Immortal Ship has many martial arts schools, and they are very powerful. He Fei and Xie Kun both practiced there.
Zu Wu thought that Lu Tong didn't believe it, so he introduced: "There are eighty-three famous families, and the rest have no names."
He waved his hand and said: "I know, let's go down. Starting tomorrow, we will be waiting at the house at any time."
"Yes!"
The two retreated.
Lu Tong sat on the chair, raised his right hand, and a wind knife emerged from his palm, looking at the wind knife and muttering to himself.
"Chasing electricity sounds good, look for an opportunity to learn it."
"Not only sword skills, but also stick skills should be learned."
"There are also leg skills..."