Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 390 Killing the Tiger

When Lu Ye saw the White Tiger King opening its huge mouth to bite him, he immediately raised his stick and smashed it hard.

The White Tiger Demon King was not afraid at all. Seeing that the opponent was using spiritual weapons to suppress others, he was not stupid and would not fight back with his physical body.

He rolled on the ground, and transformed into a white-haired strong man. He opened his mouth and spit out a tiger-bone hammer, which he attacked back.

The hammer head is a huge tiger skull, with flesh and blood dried out and condensed on the skull using secret magic, and two eyes are green.

The handle of the hammer is a whole spine connected to the tiger head, and the long tiger tail is wrapped around the arm of the White Tiger Demon King.

This tiger bone hammer is black all over, and it has an inexplicable power that is very terrifying.

Lu Ye always felt that this hammer looked familiar.

He didn't have time to think about it, the Extinction Thunder Bone was activated, and the lightning power of the "Golden Bean" seed emerged. The lightning and thunder wrapped around the mace in his hand and smashed down fiercely.

Boom!

When the two intersected, spells and magical powers exploded with great force, creating a gust of wind and waves that blew down many monks in the surrounding area.

Lu Ye and the White Tiger Demon King took a few steps back at the same time!

"This human has such great strength and such powerful blood!" The White Tiger Demon King was shocked - fortunately, I only used 70% of my strength!
"The White Tiger Demon King is hiding very deeply. Its strength is comparable to that of an ordinary cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage. I'm afraid it will have to endure for a few more years before it encounters the right opportunity to transform and advance?" Lu Ye was also very surprised.

However, he was mentally stable. He had only used 70% of his strength just now, which not only left him with some strength to spare, but also prevented him from using any tricks.

The Nine-Forged Thunder Technique is a top-grade martial art suitable for those with special spiritual roots.

Lu Ye has tried it, focusing purely on attack output, without considering other factors such as endurance, recovery, and cross-border killing of enemies.

No matter the White Bone Bodhisattva Sutra, the Six Souls Swallowing Dragon Sutra, or the Blood Demon's True Body and Blood Handprint passed down by Wu Feng, they were all far inferior to the Nine Forging Thunder Art.

The so-called Nine-Forging Thunder Art is to regard the human body as a magic weapon, and use the external spiritual energy and the internal thunder bone to continuously forge and refine it into purity.

It is an extreme physical training method. Beginners will have vigorous Qi and blood and a super-physical body to drive away monsters. Right after getting started they will be able to receive spiritual weapons with their bare hands. Advanced ones will need to use their physical body to resist natural disasters without asking for external things. Legend has it that to reach the highest level, one must become an immortal with their physical body and cross to the other side.

After five years of hard training, Lu Ye could only say that he had just gotten to the point of entry, so he still had to rely on the smooth-bristled mace.

He believed that he was a top player at the level of Great Perfection of Foundation Building.

Unexpectedly, after he stopped, he exchanged a move with the White Tiger Demon King and ended up in a draw.

Lu Ye's heart tightened, and he changed the perspective of the fish-dragon diagram to observe the other party. Wow, this guy who devoured his father was indeed untrustworthy and actually held back some strength.

Although he still had some hidden cards, Lu Ye was cautious in his heart - this White Tiger Demon King was definitely not as bad as people said. He was not a fake among the four demon kings, and he only relied on his father's influence to keep his position.

The opponent is very strong!

The White Tiger Demon King on the opposite side frowned and looked at Lu Ye carefully - his attack was as fast as thunder, with great force, and he held a barbed mace in his hand. Yes, it was the little Thunder God Lan He.

In recent years, he has made a name for himself on the battlefield.

Among the several Jindan masters, the most outstanding ones are the two factions' masters who have reached the great perfection of foundation building, Sha Haisheng and Baisheng Zuzuo.

Further down the Jinshamen side is the previously unknown head of the Lan family, who specializes in flying swords.

Who would have thought that this person actually had a hidden lightning spiritual root, and after learning lightning Taoist magic at Jinshamen, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

He runs fast, delivers powerful electric shocks, is eager to save people, and kills without blinking an eye. He can kill people in the middle stage of foundation building as easily as beating up weak ones.

He once escaped death from Master Baisheng.

Many people speculated that Little Thunder God should be the next cultivator to reach the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. If he had luck, he would not die in this protracted battle. After a few more decades of hard work, he might be able to achieve the Golden Core stage.

Lu Ye and the White Tiger Demon King each increased the threat level of the other.

The two men's eyes met, and without any hesitation, they charged at each other with all their strength. One of them was surrounded by lightning, making a mighty noise; the other one had white evil spirit rising into the sky like a mushroom cloud covering his head, shocking everyone.

Bang, bang, bang.

It was as if the sound of iron hammering was echoing on the battlefield, but with every vibration, waves of spiritual energy would blow in all directions.

The two rolled around in battle, almost turning into siege hammers, demolishing all buildings and lives along the way.

But they are all good at speed. They may be in the east at one moment and in the west in the next moment, covering a distance of more than ten meters.

There were several Qi-cultivating monks who were only close to them, and the sound waves from the collision of the spiritual weapons shattered their eardrums, broke their hearts, and caused them to bleed from all seven orifices and die.

There was also a foundation-building monk from the Tianlun Sect who was trying to escape in a panic, and accidentally bumped into the two. After a fierce fight in which no one could tell friend from foe, Lu Ye and the White Tiger Demon King fled away, leaving only a pool of mud on the ground.

air.

San Jindan focused most of his attention on the periphery and placed a little of his spiritual consciousness on the ground.

Yu Sanren stroked the piano gently. Even though the fighting was going on below, he played a very slow and soft tune.

He stared at Mo Ruyan with his narrow and handsome eyes. The light in his eyes was like rippling spring water, and his tone was extremely gentle.

"Mo Sanren, this subordinate you brought with you is quite remarkable. It seems that he has reserved some strength."

Although the three wanderers advance and retreat together, they do not address each other as sisters or brothers, but call each other wanderers.

Others felt that the way they addressed each other was too polite. After getting to know each other for a long time, they discovered that it seemed that Yu Sanren and Zhu Sanren were both pursuing Mo Ruyan, but Mo Ruyan did not show any obvious favor or preference for anyone.

Yu and Zhu Er Sanren are willing to follow Mo Ruyan's arrangements, but are not willing to become siblings, so they always call each other "Sanren". However, Yu and Zhu Er Sanren seem to have a big conflict.

If it weren't for Mo Ruyan mediating and suppressing the situation, the other two players would have started fighting.

She glanced at the fighting Lu Ye below and chuckled.

"Lan He is quite lucky. Perhaps with another ten years of accumulation, he will be able to reach the Golden Core stage."

Mo Ruyan didn't even realize that she had a hidden sense of estrangement towards Lan He in her heart, even though the Lan clan leader had fought under her for five years, working diligently and without making any mistakes.

She didn't know why, but when she saw Chief Lan, who was clearly just a foundation-building cultivator, she always felt a little wary.

Mo Ruyan was also puzzled, as she herself had many enemies. However, with the help of Yu and Zhu, two independent men, Zhou Liufu and Mo Xing died one after another, and Gu Jian Manor was almost wiped out by her.

She really couldn't understand why she was so petty towards a foundation-building cultivator.

Well, maybe it’s because Chief Lanhe looks elegant and he looks like a hypocrite at first glance.

It was already annoying to see Yu Sanren every day in the past, and it would be even more annoying if there was another Yu Sanren with a small account.

Old man Sha Yu looked at the man and the monster below impatiently. Before they reached the golden elixir stage, they were all ants.

Even though Sha Haisheng had achieved great perfection in foundation building, he had been stuck for thirty years and had not yet found an opportunity to break through.

There is a man and a demon below. Even if they hide their strength, it is not easy for them to cultivate into golden elixir.

His long eyebrows twitched, and he tilted his ear as if listening to something, and suddenly stopped his cane and said.

"All right."

"In the A-level fortress, the old bald donkey Huiding and the three demon kings are waiting for us."

"They have already known that this place has been breached. Relying on their large numbers, they have already left the fortress and are on their way to provide support."

"Let's go and catch them off guard. Mo Sanren, please contact Zhu Sanren and have him get there as soon as possible."

Yu Sanren smiled contemptuously, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhu Sanren.

Old man Sha Yu let out a soft whistle, and the sound swept across the earth.

Deputy Sect Leader Sha Haisheng was leading several foundation-building warriors to count and seize the treasury of the Yizi Fortress. Upon hearing the Sect Leader's call, he quickly soared into the sky and rushed over.

"Master..." he reported happily, "We have seized the treasure of the Yizi Fortress. The monks of Tianlun Sect are living too luxuriously..."

Old man Sha Yu waved his hands impatiently.

"Haisheng, there's no need to say more about such a small matter."

"The old bald donkey Hui Ding has come with three demon kings to support us."

"You and your men will finish the job here. I'll give you one stick of incense before you retreat. Don't go through the canyon. Go west for a hundred miles and take the long way back to Jinsha Mountain."

Sha Haisheng replied quickly with a serious face.

He knew what the Sect Leader was worried about. If several Jindans were to fight each other, if one of the enemy Jindans were missed and attacked, these "small fry" would be doomed to be wiped out.

After old man Sha Yu finished his instructions, he, Mo Ruyan, and Yu Sanren flew up into the sky, turned back to the east, and prepared to find a suitable place to ambush the reinforcements of Tianlun Sect.

On the other side, Sha Haisheng saw that the three ancestors had left, and hurriedly landed on the ground, feeling as if his butt was on fire.

He held the whip like he was driving sheep, urging everyone to be quick.

Stop chopping off people's heads while chasing them, come back and grab the supplies.

Don’t just set fire to or demolish houses, but grab supplies from the ruins.

Catch the delicate monks or nuns trembling, and quickly pull up their pants to grab supplies.

Fortunately, this time the three Jindan ancestors came out, bringing with them nearly thirty foundation-building cultivators and a hundred Qi-cultivating cultivators.

After one stick of incense, everyone was ready to line up.

There were no more remnants of the Tianlun Sect from Shanbei in the ruins of the No. 1 Fortress. Except for a few delicate nuns and even more delicate monks who surrendered, the entire fortress could be said to have been annihilated.

The Jinsha Sect only lost two foundation-building cultivators and more than ten Qi-cultivating cultivators, which could be considered a great victory.

Everyone had a bulging storage bag around their waist. Some of the more extravagant ones even had storage rings on all ten fingers, obviously they had gained a lot.

Sha Haisheng's eagle eyes swept over everyone.

"Huh? Where's little Thor?"

Everyone compared him with Little Thunder God, saying that they would be able to catch up with his cultivation in a few years. This made Sha Haisheng very unhappy, and he always felt that Lu Ye was irritating when he saw him on weekdays.

Because of the grudge in my heart, I am more concerned about his whereabouts than ordinary people.

So he immediately discovered that the little Thunder God was missing among the cultivators.

Yang Shan coughed.

"Replying to the Deputy Sect Master..."

"When you were discussing things with the sect master just now, the White Tiger Demon King fled eastward, and then Chief Lan chased after him."

"A few of us wanted to chase after him, but we gave up after we lost him."

Elder Ming next to him suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Oops, not good."

"If you go east, you will probably end up in the vortex of battle between the ancestor and the opposite side's golden elixir."

"If you're not careful, there won't be any trace left."

Yang Shan was stunned, then jumped up and shouted.

"Yeah, how could I forget? No, I have to go after him."

"Ridiculous!" Sha Haisheng raised his eyebrows. "Lan Helei's body is very fast. How can you catch up with him?"

"Besides, the leader has ordered us to retreat westwards after one stick of incense, and take a detour back." "Do you dare to disobey the order?"

"Let's go now!"

"Chief Lan is a lucky man and will definitely return safely!"

Sha Haisheng felt secretly happy.

He had long been annoyed with this reckless man who was trying to gain attention and was threatening his position, but now things are different.

If the man named Lan goes after the Demon King, he will most likely be chased to the battlefield of the Golden Core War. At that time, whether he can come back alive will really depend on fate.

Sha Haisheng was secretly happy, but on the surface he looked righteous and as if he was doing it for the sake of his sect. Under his command, all the cultivators ascended to heaven and fled westwards.

Yang Shan and Elder Ming looked at each other and sighed helplessly. They knew that they could not beat the opponent - Brother Lan, I'm sorry!
You said you shouldn't chase a desperate enemy, let alone a tiger!

I don’t know whether Brother Lan is riding the tiger or being ridden by the tiger?
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Dozens of miles away, two streaks of light flashed on the ground.

In the faint white light ahead was a huge white tiger with its four claws stretched out, running freely, and in its mouth was actually holding a tiger bone hammer.

There was a flash of lightning behind him, and inside was a giant several meters tall chasing after him with a barbed mace. Every step he took left a deep footprint with tiny electric currents running through it.

Two streams of light passed by close to the ground, following closely from front and back.

The giant behind was still shouting.

"The white cat in front, meow, don't run away if you can!"

The White Tiger Demon King was so angry that his face turned as red as a monkey's butt, but he still did not stop. He just kept looking up, his eyes flashing with green light, and looking at the sky from time to time.

"Be patient, be patient with this idiot..."

"The three Jindan from Jinshamen haven't run over yet. This is not the time to turn hostile."

The two of them chased and fled for more than ten miles.

Lu Ye suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up at the clouds in the sky. In the perspective of the fish and dragon picture, three large and bright light balls were rushing past.

A few breaths late.

The White Tiger Demon King raised his head and saw in his green eyes the scene he had been waiting for.

He did not inherit his father's ability to see shadows, but he had his own magical blue pupils, which could capture the aura of magic from a very long distance.

The three golden pills that flew in the air just now looked like three torches in his eyes, with magical powers burning blazingly. If one looked closely, they looked like three small volcanoes, quite scary.

"Little cat, how long are you going to run away?" The hateful voice behind him sounded again, "Are you going to run back to the Wind Demon Country to find your tiger mom to drink milk and your tiger dad to protect you?"

"Haha..." Lu Ye said sarcastically, "You killed your father, so he can't protect you anymore..."

"You're bullying the tiger too much!" The White Tiger King in front was furious. He turned around and pounced like a tiger. In the air, he had already transformed into a human form and swung the tiger bone hammer with all his might. "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"I am worried about the three great golden elixirs. Who do you think you are to dare to hunt me down?"

"Well, swallowing you will help me replenish my body!"

The White Tiger Demon King roared angrily, and the demonic energy on his body burst out and poured into the black tiger bone hammer.

As the magic power surged, the chicken-skin-like flesh and blood tissue wrapped around the shriveled skull suddenly swelled up.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a big, plump and rosy tiger head with faint royal lines on its forehead. Although dead, it looked as if alive, and was intimidating without anger. A terrifying aura echoed in the air.

Lu Ye was shocked.

Hey, isn’t this our old acquaintance Heizi?

The Black Tiger Demon King was so miserable that he blew up his demon pill and his body escaped back into the cave, but he could not rest in peace.

I was wondering why this tiger bone hammer looked familiar, it turns out it was made using the golden elixir of the Black Tiger Demon King’s mortal body!

The demon clan probably doesn't have such sophisticated techniques, maybe it was the work of Master Huiding.

This demon clan is so cruel that not only do they devour their own fathers, they also use their own father’s flesh and bones as spiritual weapons.

At this time, there was no one around, the golden elixir had passed in the air, and there were no pursuers behind.

The White Tiger Demon King finally let go and no longer hid his strength. The demonic energy surged into the tiger bone hammer.

The eyes of the hammer-headed black tiger head lit up, and a beam of light shot towards Lu Ye from his eyes.

"What the hell..."

Lu Ye turned around and dodged, but who knew that the beam of light would follow him like a shadow, turning with him at an extremely fast speed, and pounced on him in the blink of an eye, ignoring the protective light shield around his body and penetrating directly.

Uh……

Can't move.

Lu Ye was embarrassed to find that he was frozen in place for a moment, and his legs seemed to be rooted to the ground.

The White Tiger Demon King sneered and took the opportunity to swing his hammer.

"Taste the power of my father, Tiger Head!"

Boom.

Lu Ye's feet were nailed to the ground at this time, but his magic power was still functioning, and all his limbs except his feet could move as he wished.

Seeing the tiger bone hammer coming fast and fast, he hurriedly raised the mace in his hand to block it, while his blood boiled wildly.

You hid your strength and I didn't fight you seriously!

Lu Ye's body rose several feet higher, with lightning flashing in all directions, mixed with red boiling blood, and red and blue light entwined, like a demon.

Boom!

The mace and tiger bone hammer collided.

Both of them were extremely powerful, pushing each other forward.

There was a creaking and groaning sound.

Boom!

The mace foundation-building weapon in Lu Ye's hand actually broke into pieces!
“Hahahaha! My father’s physical spiritual weapon is more than enough to defeat the spiritual weapons in the hands of you Jindan cultivators!”

"It has always been you humans who use weapons to bully others. This time I will let you have a taste of being bullied."

The White Tiger Demon King laughed crazily and smashed down with his hammer.

Lu Ye had now gotten rid of the negative state of being immobilized and was moving away quickly.

Seeing that the White Tiger Demon King was gaining the upper hand, he struck down with another fierce hammer, covering all of Lu Ye's retreat routes in all directions.

Lu Ye sneered, opened his mouth, and spit out something that shook with the wind and rushed forward.

Bang.

The White Tiger Demon King felt pain in both of his hands, and looked at Lu Ye holding a strange spiritual weapon to block his tiger bone hammer.

This spiritual weapon looks strange, rough and irregular like a long handle of a tree branch, and the branches at the top of the branch look like a pile of deer antlers put together.

There is lightning jumping on these branches, giving people a sense of danger.

The two spiritual weapons collided with each other, but the White Tiger Demon King did not smash the spiritual weapon in the opponent's hand as he had expected.

"What?" He was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

next moment.

A surge of huge force came, which was even comparable to the strength he exerted.

The White Tiger Demon King was shocked again!

Not only are the spiritual soldiers not at an advantage, but even my own strength isn't at an advantage either?

The White Tiger Demon King was somewhat suspicious that the tiger had given birth.

now.

The spiritual soldiers in front of him were piled up with branches and twigs, and blue lightning was flashing on the corners. The White Tiger Demon King became alert and turned around to withdraw his spiritual soldiers and run away - damn, he met the same old villain as himself.

It's too late.

The lightning followed the tiger bone hammer and penetrated directly into his body like a rotten wood.

"Ah ah ah..."

The White Tiger Demon King was electrocuted so hard that he sang a song of pain, his whole body convulsed, his hands and feet danced, and foamed at the mouth. Even the demonic energy could not stop him and he fell down.

next moment.

His eyes darkened.

He watched as the gentle-looking monk slapped him in the face, completely blocking his vision.

"Spare my life..."

The White Tiger Demon King wanted to beg for mercy.

It's just too late.

Bang!
Lu Ye pressed his palm on the tiger's head, and the lightning force penetrated into his body. The outside of the skull was intact, but the brain tissue inside had been roasted into a mess, and a fragrant smell emanated from the tiger's head.

The White Tiger Demon King died, and the tiger bone hammer fell to the ground. Above the corpse, a white tiger ghost roared and pounced on Lu Ye.

Lu Ye sneered and just one sentence scared the ghost of the White Tiger Demon King into submission.

"kitten!"

"Even your father's demon pill's self-destruction can't do anything to me."

"Are you worthy enough to compete with me?"

The White Tiger Demon King was horrified, his legs and head were shaking. Even though he became king by devouring his father, he only dared to take action when the Black Tiger Demon King was seriously injured and unable to recover.

His father, a Jindan master, is the heaviest dark cloud hanging over his head.

Before the falling out, the White Tiger Demon King naturally learned from his father that he was chasing a one-armed monster, but was almost killed by the opponent's strange tricks. His reputation was ruined, and he had to spit out his demon pill to cover his escape.

He thought that the weirdo had died long ago, but he didn't expect that it was the kind and elegant man in front of him.

The White Tiger Demon King was unwilling, he struggled, roared, and finally uttered a word.

"Meow……"

Its knees went weak and it knelt down towards Lu Ye.

(End of this chapter)