Chapter 148 Fighting Means Throwing Money

The crutch is branded, how can it be easily betrayed?

The old vine demon naturally longs for freedom in his heart, but the reality makes it unable to lift its head.

He only paused in the void for a moment before continuing to attack without any hesitation.

It must fulfill the assignment given to it by its owner, otherwise, it will be chopped into scraps and thrown into the pile of firewood to be burned clean.

The old vine demon was weeping in his heart, and his subordinates had shown mercy unknowingly.

It usually uses ten points to attack, but now it only uses seven points at most.

It was the biggest concession he could make.

But this is obviously not what Ji Tong wants, and even this 70% is not something monks like them in the Dan Formation Realm can bear.

"Old Vine Demon, why are you so slow? I can really undo people's marks. Give me some time and I will give you your freedom!"

As soon as these words came out, the old priest's expression suddenly changed.

"You little beast, you dare to say such arrogant words, your blood will be spilled on the spot today!"

Then he gave the stagnant old crutch an ultimatum.

"And you, if you don't obey orders, don't blame me for ruthlessly destroying you."

On the one hand, there was coercive pressure from the master, and on the other hand, there was the temptation of freedom. The old vine demon felt that he was going crazy, and his limited brain capacity no longer knew how to make the right choice.

Ji Tong continued to confuse the crowd with his monstrous words, "Old Vine Demon, you have suffered so much at the hands of this man, and all your cultivation is used to make him a wedding dress. Are you willing to do so?"

"As long as you help me, not only can I set you free, but I can also let you bite this person and avenge you. Don't you want to?"

The word revenge, with its devilish nature, suddenly pulled the old vine demon's consciousness back to those tragic years in the past.

It was soaked in a pungent and disgusting potion every day, and then the old priest forced it to squeeze out its final potential, turning all its cultivation into pure demonic energy and pouring it into the old priest's body.

The other party got it fifty years ago. At that time, it was just a fourth-level wolf demon.

After squeezing out the remaining value of the old vine demon, he could break through to the fifth level and become a being above ten thousand wolves.

Jitong, a human race, was so good at talking, and every word he said touched its heart, causing it to stop decisively after being hesitant at first.

It has had enough of having its blood sucked and its bones squeezed, and it wants to be its own master.

Thinking of this, the old vine demon's body bloomed with countless demon energy, fighting to the death with the mark placed on it by the old priest.

It was a heart-wrenching process. If you only relied on your own abilities, you would never be able to get rid of this shackles in your life.

But it was different now, that human race, he was like a thunderbolt, helping it.

In just an instant, it, which was already exhausted, once again burst out with tenacious fighting spirit and attacked the brand with the last bit of demonic energy.

Cooperating with the aura of the human race, under the double attack between the two, the blood-red brand was shattered into pieces by the attack, and it was impossible to shake it at all.

And at this time, the old vine demon, who had already lost his strength, had no ability to expel the brand fragments from his body.

It has tried its best, but there is only such a small distance, freedom seems to be within reach, but also far away.

As long as those fragments are still in the body, they will one day be restored. Even after paying such a heavy price, it still has not escaped control.

In this extreme pain, the old vine demon, whose consciousness was somewhat blurred, looked at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes unusually clear.

It does not blame nature for its fate, it only blames itself for being unlucky and unable to control its own destiny.

The old vine demon decided to give up. Even if it didn't succeed in the end, it didn't blame the young man from the human race.

There is nothing wrong with the other party, everyone is just trying to survive.

In troubled times, life is like a piece of grass.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

"I have developed spiritual wisdom since I was three thousand years old. I have been able to cultivate my human body since I was five thousand years old. I have been able to walk in the world forever. I don't want to be imprisoned and unable to escape."

"I don't regret it, I just hate that I have no ability! Hahaha..."

When the old vine demon was mourning for his life, suddenly more than ten demon pills were thrown into his mouth as if for free.

"Noisy! Hurry up and rush out!"

Even the people in Yulin Peak were shocked by Ji Tong's generosity.

That's the demon elixir of a second-level demon beast. One piece can be exchanged for 3,000 spirit stones.

Ji Tong lost 30,000 yuan in this battle. Only a wealthy man like him would dare to fight at this level.

If it were them, firstly, they have no money, and secondly, they have no elixir. Thinking about this, Yulin Peak people found themselves a little frustrated. They are both cultivators, and everyone has the same starting point, the same cultivation environment, and the same master. guide.

But Ji Tong can always anticipate the enemy's opportunities and do what they cannot.

What does this mean? They are too lazy and have no urgency at all.

When Ji Tong is running around outside, they are either obsessed with practicing or just having fun, so that the gap is so wide.

In their hearts, they have already regarded Ji Tong as a benchmark, and they all want to climb the big mountain of Senior Brother.

But he said that the fifth-level priest would not let the old vine demon act like a demon here. He had already broken away from the shackles of the land and could travel around this world.

Soon, I saw this fifth-level old priest, riding a strange flying demon weapon, soaring into the sky.

The human race can build Taoist weapons, but they are very different from those made by the demon race. Therefore, even though the old guy can fly, the foundation building speed of flying sword is about the same. The gap is so big that it also gave Ji Tong a little reaction. time.

After feeding the old vine demon, what he has to do now is to delay time, and then let the old vine demon regain his freedom and cut off the old priest's power.

"Little beast, when I saw you, I knew you wouldn't be a good person. I didn't expect that there would be such a blind person in the wolf clan, and they would recruit you, a black sheep."

This blind man is none other than Qing Ba Yuan, who agreed with Qing Ruoyi to let these humans in. He was extremely angry for a moment and shouted at the old priest.

"Ancestor, I also ask you to recover the family's most precious treasure. Ba Yuan did something wrong and is willing to be punished."

At the same time, Qing Ba Yuan glared viciously at Qing Ruoyi, who was already staring blankly at the side, and slapped him with his backhand.

"You'd better pray that the wolf fang won't be snatched away, otherwise, you will become a sinner of the wolf clan, and no one in heaven and earth can protect you."

Even if he is his father, he cannot change this result.

Qing Ruoyi looked at her furious father numbly, without saying anything, but silently swallowing all the bitter pills.

At the same time, she also glared fiercely at the two people who were still fighting in the void.

The other party was just a small physical training monk, but he repeatedly escaped with his life from the hands of the old priest.

This man was mysterious and powerful, and she seemed to...never realize that he deserved to be used.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bleakly.