Unrivaled in Immortality

Wang Yong thought for a moment and found an excuse to send Ashan out of the small oasis.

The two landed on a small sand dune ten miles away from the small oasis. After Wang Yong helped Ashan hide his body, he returned to the small oasis alone.

The next scene was not suitable for Ashan to see, otherwise it would change his next actions.

For Wang Yong now, killing people to silence them and exterminating the whole family would not have any psychological burden at all, but he could not let Ashan know. After all, Ashan had experienced such things. Wang Yong also had concerns in this regard, so he sent Ashan away and lied to him that there was another demon monk hiding here. He was afraid that he would not be able to take care of him in the battle, so he took him away from the small oasis. Ashan believed it.

Wang Yong had already taken the pill to restore his spiritual power to help him quickly restore his spiritual power. At this moment, his spiritual power has recovered to about 10%, and Wang Yong has come to the small oasis again.

He came to the central building, and saw his spiritual sense slowly spreading out. Gradually, he could clearly see the situation in the earthen houses on both sides of the street.

Wang Yong frowned and sighed: "Trouble."

He saw that within the range of his spiritual sense, women, old and young in each household were hiding in the cellar. If the blood sea was not sealed, he could kill all these people in a short time, but now he could only do it one by one.

Wang Yong came to a mud house and knocked on the door. Wang Yong clearly felt that the people in the cellar were panicking for a while, but no one answered in the end. Wang Yong grinned, then smashed the door to pieces with a punch and stepped into it.

The people in the cellar were immediately frightened by the noise and wanted to scream, but they quickly covered their mouths and dared not make any noise.

Wang Yong came to a bed in a bedroom with a smile on his face and stopped. Then he kicked the stone bed made of sand and stones and it collapsed. A dark hole extending downward appeared in the middle. Five subtle sword qi appeared on Wang Yong's fingertips and he threw them into the hole. A few screams came from the cellar and then fell into silence. Wang Yong lay in the hole and watched. He saw that several people in the cave had indeed died and left with peace of mind.

In fact, it was no wonder that Wang Yong was so cautious. After all, the people of this small family really taught him a hard lesson. Wang Yong didn't want to experience the formation that could drain spiritual power again.

After confirming that several people were dead, Wang Yong threw a few fireballs to burn the bodies and then came to the door of the next house.

Feeling the spiritual power gradually recovering in his body, Wang Yong sighed: "Some spiritual power has been consumed."

This time, Wang Yong broke into the room directly, came to a water tank, moved the water tank aside, looked under the water tank, and came to the position of the water tank just now and stomped his foot, and then the whole person fell into the cellar.

In the cellar, there was a middle-aged woman hugging two children, a boy and a girl.

The three people were obviously stunned when they saw Wang Yong, and they obviously couldn't figure out where this strange man came from and why he appeared here.

Wang Yong would not give them a chance to speak. He walked slowly to the three people and then slowly squatted down. His hand gradually grasped the middle-aged woman's head and then slowly exerted force. With a "pop", the middle-aged woman's head suddenly shattered, and the filth sprayed on the two children, but Wang Yong had been prepared and was not contaminated.

The child suddenly cried out. Wang Yong punched the little boy, but he changed his mind in the middle. He changed his fist into a palm and a small fireball condensed in his palm. His palm was printed on the little boy, but it did not cause any harm to him. The small fireball entered his body.

The little boy stopped crying at this moment. He suddenly felt warm inside. Then the temperature was getting higher and higher. He began to take off his clothes. The temperature was getting higher and higher. He began to scratch his skin, but he did not stop even when he scratched blood. At this time, the little boy's body began to gradually turn red. The little boy shouted hoarsely, but Wang Yong turned a deaf ear to him. The little girl hid in the corner, covered her ears and shivered, and tears could not stop flowing.

At this time, clusters of flames began to emerge from the little boy's body, and then became more and more prosperous. The flames burned with the little boy's body as fuel. The little boy was kneeling on the ground with his mouth open, but he could not make any sound. He turned into a little fire man, but it only lasted for a moment before it was burned out, leaving only a dark land.

Wang Yong looked thoughtful. He had a sudden idea. He didn't expect that the fireball spell could be used in this way. But the power was too weak. It would take so long to burn a mortal.

Wang Yong turned his head and looked at the little girl. He walked to the little girl and squatted down, then lifted her up by the head. At this time, the little girl was frightened and fainted.

At this time, streams of water appeared in Wang Yong's hands. Then he opened the little girl's mouth and the water flowed into her body through her mouth. The little girl's body gradually swelled up.

Wang Yong carried her to the door of the next house, broke into the door, and came to the entrance of the cellar. He threw the body of the little girl, whose body had begun to leak water, into it. Then there was a sound of a huge rock entering the water. Wang Yong stretched his head and looked into the cellar. He saw that the people inside had been blown to death.

Wang Yong stood in the house, grinning silently. The orange-yellow sunlight shone on his body through the tattered windows, as if he was covered with a golden holy robe. Wang Yong suddenly felt his depressed mood swept away.

These days, Wang Yong always felt like there was a huge rock pressing down on him, making him breathless. This time, he almost suffered a conspiracy from three Qi Condensation cultivators. If they hadn't had their own ulterior motives and Wang Yong's superb acting skills hadn't fooled them by pretending to be dead, the final result would have been hard to say.

This made him even more angry. He didn't expect that he would almost fall in this small family headed by a Qi Condensation cultivator.

The first three families he killed were all the families of the three Qi Condensation ninth-level cultivators, because they had the same aura as the three people, and they must have been infected by living together.

After this inhumane killing, Wang Yong suddenly felt relieved and comfortable.

"I'm not a pervert, am I?" Wang Yong muttered to himself in a low voice.

Then he grinned and walked towards the next family.

The result showed that he was indeed a pervert.

In the originally quiet and harmonious small oasis building, screams came from time to time, but everyone remembered the advice of their men - don't go out unless necessary.

No one dared to come out and check privately, which led to Wang Yong's eventual massacre of all the people in the family village.