Unrivaled in Immortality

Wang Yong stepped on Ashan with one foot and on the ground with the other, and used a dagger to fix Ashan's bleeding right hand in the fist-sized hole.

"Ah!!!" Ashan screamed again, but this scream was obviously weak and hoarse.

"What are you going to do? I will die, devil, you devil!! "Ashan roared at Wang Yong, and his hoarse voice echoed in the hole, sounding terrifying and miserable.

Ashan finally realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

He thought of every bit of his time with Wang Yong, and for a moment he felt ashamed.

Wang Yong ignored him, and Ashan's voice gradually weakened, and he finally fainted due to excessive blood loss.

The wound on his hand did not stop bleeding when he fainted, and at this time, more than half of the lines had already lit up.

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The blood flowed, and finally all the lines on the altar lit up. Ashan was silent at this moment, and he died of excessive blood loss.

Wang Yong kicked his body aside and then walked away from the altar.

If Ashan's body was stronger, he would not have lost his life. It was all because Ashan was too weak.

At this moment, the red light on the altar became more and more intense, and the blood-colored lines slowly broke away from the ground and gradually floated up.

The blood-colored lines gradually condensed and finally appeared in the air. A blood mist gradually formed a strange figure.

The figure had two horns on his head, as if he was going to pierce the sky. He was wearing a blood-colored robe without wind, and he stood there as if even the sky and the earth were going to lose their color.

Wang Yong watched the changes in front of him with caution and did not rush forward.

At this time, Wang Yong felt a soul pressure coming towards him, and at this moment, there was a soul wave flying towards Ashan's body.

Seeing this, Wang Yong also exerted his spiritual consciousness, and the result was that he easily resisted this soul pressure. Wang Yong was shocked and quickly exerted his spiritual consciousness to cover the soul pressure.

Although he didn't know why the consciousness rushed towards Ashan's body, he knew that if he succeeded, he would definitely regret it, after all, this scene was too unexpected.

Wang Yong thought of a possibility - possession.

Ashan had just died, and the chance of success was the greatest at this time. In addition, the soul fluctuation was extremely pure, so Wang Yong had some guesses.

Wang Yong's consciousness immediately enveloped the soul fluctuation. To Wang Yong's surprise, the soul fluctuation was extremely weak, and Wang Yong subdued it in an instant.

At this time, Wang Yong actually felt a message of begging for mercy from the soul fluctuation, but he ignored it and continued to put pressure.

At this moment, Wang Yong was already sweating profusely, and the soul fluctuation was getting weaker and weaker, and finally slowly disappeared.

After waiting for a while, Wang Yong let out a long sigh and slowly withdrew his consciousness. At this time, some scattered memory fragments also appeared in Wang Yong's mind.

Wang Yong began to sense carefully.

In the memory fragments...

A strange figure with two horns on his head exploded under the siege of the crowd...

It was pitch black, and a blood-colored light wrapped around the wooden box and disappeared into the sky...

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Finally, Wang Yong's eyes gradually couldn't hide the greed in them. He looked at the blood-colored figure with two horns on his head and laughed.

"Hahahaha...hahahaha...hahahahahahaha"

The laughter became more and more wild. Then Wang Yong came to Ashan and took his right hand to look at it. Then he pulled it hard, and Ashan's right arm was immediately removed. Wang Yong took some blood and melted it into the strange blood-colored figure with two horns on his head. Then the blood-colored figure shone brightly.

Wang Yong stretched out his right hand and slowly approached, and finally touched the blood-colored figure. Then he saw that the blood-colored figure began to rush into Wang Yong's body, and pain came for a while.

Wang Yong sat cross-legged, feeling this opportunity...

Wang Yong only got some memory fragments from the soul fluctuation, but he also got a lot of information from it.

First of all, there is a volume of exercises in the wooden box, and it is a body-refining exercise. As for what grade Wang Yong does not know.

Also, the reason why Ashan's body is weak is that his ancestors deliberately did it. He just wanted to choose a body that is suitable for him to take over. His strength cannot increase by practicing other body-refining exercises for this reason. If Ashan practiced the blood-refining exercise, his strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, but he has never practiced it, which led to his loss of life after activating this altar formation. Otherwise, when it merges with the soul fluctuation in the altar, Wang Yong may not be the opponent.

Finally, the strange figure with two horns on his head is indeed Ashan's ancestor, and the blood-colored strange figure is indeed the inheritance he left behind, but it can only be activated with the blood of his descendants. If it is touched rashly, it will explode, leaving the visitor with nothing.

As for some other scattered memories, they are of no use to Wang Yong now.

At this moment, the bloody figure with two horns on his head is merging with Wang Yong's body, and Wang Yong's right arm suddenly feels a sharp pain.

The scales on it slowly fall off, and Wang Yong's right arm returns to normal in a moment. At this moment, his right arm is the same as his left arm.

Of course, Wang Yong doesn't care about this, because he is experiencing something more painful at the moment.

His flesh and bones are being strengthened, and the seal of the sea of ​​blood in his body is also loosening.

Wang Yong grimaced in pain, but he never made any sound. An amazing transformation was slowly taking place in this small pit...

Half a month passed in a flash.

At this moment, the Blood Sealing Land was empty.

A group of uninvited guests broke in that day.

"What's wrong with Liu Xuan? He hasn't given me any news for so many days. How is the blood ore collection going? Don't let me find him, or I will break his legs and let him run around." A tall man with a curly beard said as he walked.

"Don't worry, second brother. Liu Xuan has a base in this Blood Sealing Land. He will definitely send people to guard it. It won't be too late to teach him a lesson when we find him." This man is also tall, but he has a white face and a clean beard, which makes him look extraordinary and has the style of a leader.

"That's right, big brother." The curly beard man scratched his head and smiled.

There are six people in the group, five of whom are at the peak of the Condensation Stage, and the leader is actually a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.

You should know that even in Luoxue Town, there are only five foundation-building cultivators.

All of them are tall, and you can tell at a glance that they have good physical strength.

At this moment, in the dark pit, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened their eyes.

Then, a soft murmur echoed in the pit: "The Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra is indeed extraordinary!"