Unrivaled in Immortality

Wang Yong was ugly, all the way.

Flying towards the No. 1 base.

And the bloody light also attracted the attention of everyone, and everyone flew towards the heavenly place.

Wang Yong was cautious all the way. He was afraid that his abnormalities would cause other people's doubts, so he never came up with others all the way.

The sky gradually darkened, and the sky was even more conspicuous in the night.

Wang Yong turned his head and glanced at the blood light, and then moved deep into the bottom of the ground.

With his strength, he was helpless. Unless the monks in the Jindan period came, the beast skin was not so good.

He was extremely fast, and for a moment, he reached the underground world.

When everyone saw Wang Yong's return, they all kneeling.

They have developed habits.

I saw Wang Yong's one -handed move, the blood of the blood rushed out, devouring all the people, and then he put away the blood pool, and at this time, the blood sea finally was successful.

Later, he came to the deep pit on the ground.

Looking at the blood pool in front of him, Wang Yong was complex.

He wanted to break through Jin Dan, but now it seems that he is planning to keep up with changes.

The change of animal skin was not expected, and now he can only take a step.

I saw him slowly sink into the blood pool, and then the formation was started to isolate the breath.

Later, Wang Yong was sitting on his knees and sitting on the high platform at the bottom of the blood pool, and then adjusted his own state.

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The ground, near the beast skin.

At this moment, no one dares to come forward easily.

"What is this?!"

"This is the birth of a blood -trapped treasure?"

"Are the people from Duan Jiacheng come?"

"Here, but they didn't come up."

"..."

The sound sounded one after another, and everyone talked about it, but no one dared to go forward to check the things in the blood -colored light.

Because they all saw it with their own eyes, a later monk was sucked in the moment when the founder was touched when he touched the blood -colored light, and he didn't even make a scream.

The impact of this scene can be said to be huge.

"What is this? Can't you touch it?"

Some people speak in doubt.

"Would you like to attack?"

Someone proposed.

No one cares about him, because the death of the monks in the later stages of the foundation has not passed long.

They are waiting, waiting for more powerful people to come, they are also eager to get a share from it.

No one wants to be a head bird, let alone the danger of life.

Duan Jiacheng.

"How about, what do you say." The old man asked.

"Come right away." He said beside him.

"Okay, just wait." The expression on the old man's face also relaxed a little.

The incident suddenly, and the things in the blood were obviously not all things. They notified the Duan family as soon as possible.

Of course, in addition to them, some people are already moving.

After all, it is not in Duanjia City.

The sky gradually darkened, and there were more and more people onlookers.

Some latecomers do not believe in evil, trying to see if they can get the treasures inside, they eventually end up.

Until this, everyone understands that this treasure is probably the first level of the magic weapon.

"Hey, don't worry about you, you little dolls, this baby is mine." A yin laughed sounded.

Then I saw a bloody light, and I came to the top of everyone in a blink of an eye.

He had white hair and his face, as if the skin of the old tree, the white beard danced with the wind, and a green robe swayed with the wind.

"What?! Elderly wooden blood? Why is he so fast?!"

"How can the old man of wood blood nearby?"

"I know! Last time I came to Duanjiacheng for refuge, it was obviously that it must be done by the old man."

"..."

Seeing that the old man arrived, everyone had a lot of discussion.

From the remarks of everyone, it can be heard that the old man of the wooden blood is obviously a monk.

I saw that the old man of the wood stood in the air, and he didn't care about everyone at his feet.

I saw that he was stamped with both hands, and then a blood light appeared in his whole body. I saw that he finger at the blood light in one hand, and the blood light turned into the blood vine and flew towards the blood.

"Blood -colored vine?! This wooden blood old man was killed when he shot.

Seeing this, Duan Jiacheng did not panic, but just watching the old man's performance quietly.

Because even if they are blocked, they will not change the results, they will only lose their lives in vain.

I saw the bloody vines very fast, and wrapped around the sky.

However, at the moment when the blood vine is about to be wrapped, a pressure is sprayed out of the blood -colored light.

Then I saw an illusory beast shadow appearing from the blood -colored light.

However, the blood vines stayed in the air and could not move forward.

The old man's face changed, and then he saw that he did not stay, and he flew out of a bloody vine.

The blood -colored beast shadow is extremely illusory, but it can resist.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"I did not expect that there are still these strong men in this blood -colored light?"

Everyone's heart was extremely shocked.

Unexpectedly, there was such a strong person in this bloody light, and everyone could not help but be glad that they were not impulsive.

The blood-colored beast shadow was not afraid of the two blood-colored vines. It howled to the sky, and the blood-colored vines could not get close to it.

Seeing this, the old man Muxue's face became ugly. Obviously, he did not expect such a situation.

The two blood-colored vines were like two blood-colored dragons, flying in the air, and occasionally hitting the blood-colored light column. The blood-colored beast shadow resisted again and again, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

Just when the old man Muxue wanted to make a quick decision, he heard a voice beside him: "Hmph! Muxue, how are you?"

Hearing this, the old man Muxue's face changed, and then he said: "Jinliu, you want to join in the fun too?"

"Hehe! How can I be absent from such a good thing? Aren't you afraid that Duan Tianhao will settle accounts with you later?" Jinliu looked at the two blood-colored vines fighting the beast shadow and said.

"Hmph! Who is he? I'm not afraid of him!" The old man Muxue's face sank, and then he said.

At this moment, a golden light streaked across the sky, strangling the two blood-colored vines to death in an instant.

Old Man Muxue and Jin Liu both looked toward the sky.

A golden light shot toward the two of them.

The golden light got closer and closer, and finally stopped when it was still some distance away from the two of them.

This man looked middle-aged, with a white face and no beard, handsome, and a golden robe swaying in the wind.

"Duan Tianhao!"

"City Lord Duan!"

The moment this man appeared, he attracted everyone's attention, but he seemed to have not heard anything, frowning and looking at the blood-colored light column.