Ghost Immortal

The tiger demon's massive body swayed, and it knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Dark red blood foam gushed from his mouth, mixed with broken internal organs.

Li Feng's situation is even worse.

The fiery shield barely managed to withstand the dragon's phantom before shattering completely.

His spiritual energy was exhausted, and his dantian was completely empty, with not a single drop of spiritual liquid left.

The Netherworld Fire at the tip of the ten-inch spiritual root shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The flame was so faint it was almost invisible and could go out at any moment.

He had just forcibly activated the power of his ten-inch spiritual root, and the spiritual root itself was shaken.

Several fine cracks appeared on the surface of the spiritual root, indicating that its foundation had been damaged.

If not treated promptly, these cracks may even affect his future cultivation speed.

His legs buckled and he collapsed to his knees.

He braced himself on the ground with both hands to avoid falling completely flat on his face.

"puff!"

A metallic sweetness welled up in his throat, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, which also contained a few wisps of eerie green flames.

These are the remnants of ghostly fire in the meridians, mixed with blood and expelled together.

"Junior brother! How are you? Are you alright?"

Qiulan stumbled over and grabbed his arm.

Her hands were trembling, whether from fear or heartache, it was hard to tell.

Li Feng said weakly, "I've exhausted my spiritual power, but the tiger demon is also dying. Its demon core has cracked, and its cultivation level has dropped by at least two hundred years. Now it only has one breath left to hold on, and we can only rely on you from now on."

The tiger demon is indeed dying.

It struggled to its feet, its body unable to even maintain a human shape.

There is no extra demonic power to maintain the human form.

It transformed back into a tiger, but it was completely different from its fierce appearance when it first appeared.

The dark gold fur was dull and faded, like a tattered tiger skin rug.

The third vertical eye on his forehead closed, leaving only a dark red crack from which murky pus and blood still seeped.

The wound on his right rib, caused by the palm lightning, reopened.

The ribs that had been aligned broke again, and the broken bone fragments pierced through the flesh, exposed and white.

One of its hind legs was broken off in the backlash.

He walked with a limp, leaving bloody footprints all over the ground.

But the ferocity in its eyes only intensified.

Because it also saw that Li Feng had run out of spiritual power.

The boy's ghostly flames went out, his spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

The opponent's strongest Taoist priest is now a cripple.

"You little bastard, are you out of spiritual energy? The Netherworld Ghost Fire is indeed powerful; I must admit, I was almost burned to death by you just now!"

The tiger demon moved closer and closer to Li Feng, like a hunter approaching prey that had fallen into a trap, its expression becoming more and more ferocious as it got.

"But you're still just a hair's breadth away. Your cultivation level is too low; your initial Qi Refining stage spiritual power simply can't withstand the consumption of the Netherworld Ghost Fire. If you had a mid-Qi Refining stage cultivation level today, I would already be a pile of ashes. It's a pity you were just a little bit short!"

It walked up to Li Feng and looked down at him condescendingly.

The tiger's fangs were covered with dark red saliva.

Blood dripped in thin strands onto Li Feng's Taoist robe, making a hissing, corrosive sound.

"Even without using my demonic powers, these claws alone can tear you apart!"

It slowly raised its right paw.

The tiger's claws were as big as small millstones, with five hooked claws that popped out from the paw pads, each three inches long, and the claw tips were as sharp as five large knives.

The claws still held the last wisps of demonic energy from the tiger demon's body, enough to tear apart a large tree!

Just at this critical moment, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

Li Feng was quite surprised; it was actually Qiu Sheng.

He picked up a stone the size of a washbasin from somewhere, jumped up with all his might, and swung his arm to smash it into the back of the tiger demon's head.

boom!

The stone shattered into pieces, and fragments of rock flew everywhere.

The tiger demon's head was only scratched, without even a drop of blood.

Tiger bones are the hardest part of a demon's body. Although the tiger demon's power has been greatly diminished, the hardness of its tiger bones remains.

An ordinary rock hitting a tiger's bone is like an egg hitting a rock.

The tiger demon was enraged and turned its head away, glaring at him.

The vertical pupils stared coldly at Qiu Sheng, his eyes not showing much anger, but only impatience from being provoked by an ant.

Qiu Sheng smiled awkwardly, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.

"Just kidding, trying to lighten the mood. Did you really have to breathe on it?"

He was still holding a piece of pebbles in his hand, unsure whether to continue smashing or throw it away and run away.

"Hey, Tiger, if I kneel down and kowtow three times to you right now, could you just ignore me and let me go?"

The tiger demon's answer was to slap the turtle.

With a backhand strike, he slapped Qiu Sheng in the chest like lightning.

This palm strike was not enhanced by any demonic energy; it was purely the power of the physical body.

However, even in a near-death state, the tiger demon's physical body, with its three hundred years of cultivation, could still shatter stone tablets with a single slap.

"puff!"

Qiu Sheng flew out like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

It traced a parabola and crashed into the grass three zhang away.

But just as the tiger demon's claws struck Zhong Qiusheng's chest...

Suddenly, a golden light shone from Qiu Sheng's Taoist robe.

The golden light shining through his Taoist robe revealed that it was actually a golden armor.

The protective magic artifacts given to him by the Four-Eyebrow Taoist priest, with Maoshan talismans pasted on the armor plates, all burst into flames the moment they sensed the fatal attack.

It transformed into a protective golden light, blocking most of the tiger demon's palm strike.

Golden light formed a palm-sized circular shield on Qiu Sheng's chest.

The tiger's claw slammed into the light shield, causing it to tremble violently. Most of the runes on it crackled and shattered, but it ultimately did not break.

Even so, Qiu Sheng still had two ribs broken by the residual force of the light shield.

He fell into the grass, blood and foam continuously oozing from his mouth.

His chest was rising and falling weakly, but thankfully his eyes were still open, so he looked like he was still alive.

"You even have a protective magic artifact? I'll deal with you later!" The tiger demon glanced at the direction where Qiu Sheng had fallen and sneered disdainfully.

It ignored Qiu Sheng and raised its right claw again, reaching for Li Feng's skull.

It would smash the young Taoist's head with a single claw, then extract his soul and refine it into the lowest-ranking vengeful spirit, to be enslaved by it for all eternity.

clang!!!

At this moment, Qiulan frantically shook the requiem bell again.

The sound waves emitted by the copper bell continuously impacted the tiger demon.

But the tiger demon merely frowned, raised his left hand, and a gust of wind formed from demonic energy sent Qiulan flying, along with the bell.

Clang!

Qiulan's back hit a rock, and the requiem bell in her hand slipped from her grasp, rolling away and tinkling as it rolled into the bushes.

As Li Feng watched the tiger's claws draw ever closer, his eyes turned ruthless.

If he were to burn his spiritual root now, releasing all the remaining power within it.

He was confident that he could ignite the Netherworld Fire one last time before he died, and perish together with the tiger demon.

The only worry is whether Qiu Sheng and Qiu Lan can survive the explosion.