Unrivaled in Immortality

Taking out the two broken bodies of Qin Shan and Qin Qing from the storage bag, Wang Yong condensed a stream of blood into the bodies of the two.

After the death of a Jindan cultivator, the Jindan will dissipate by itself, and the life accumulation of the cultivator will return to this world again.

However, the blood and flesh essence of the Jindan cultivator will not dissipate.

While refining the two corpses with all his strength, Wang Yong slowly came to Qin Tao.

I saw Qin Tao lying on the ground with disheveled hair, and there were small wounds on his head, which were obviously caused by himself.

His consciousness at this moment has fallen into an extremely chaotic state, and the price is that Wang Yong has consumed more than 20 soul tools. It can be seen that the soul power of a Jindan cultivator is terrifying. If a Jindan cultivator dies again, even if he has the ability to control dozens of soul tools, it is impossible to kill a Jindan cultivator. Wang Yong also paid a great price for this magic weapon.

His hands were now blood red, he had no feeling, and his soul power was about to run out. He had to clean up here quickly and find a place to heal.

Wang Yong stepped on Qin Tao's head with one foot, and then infused blood into it. His soles became unusually wide, and then he stepped hard.

With a "smack", Wang Yong moved his feet away, condensed a stream of blood, and entered Qin Tao's body.

At this moment, Wang Yong was barefoot, his clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and sweat dripped from time to time. He stood there, looking at the three corpses on the ground.

"Alas, the quality of the clothes is really too poor. I have to find a robe when I go out this time." Wang Yong looked at the clothes on his body and sighed.

His clothes were fine at ordinary times, but if he performed the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra, his body would become unusually large, and the clothes would be burst, which was really troublesome.

Wang Yong searched through the storage bags of Qin Tao and the other two, and found many valuable things. What he didn't expect was that he found a fourth-grade top-grade robe.

He took out the robe.

The robe was blue and very smooth to the touch. Wang Yong put it on. It didn't fit him well, but he could wear it.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Wang Yong retracted the blood flow, and Qin Tao and the other two disappeared completely from this world.

The sea of ​​blood also recovered to more than half of its original size.

This made Wang Yong sigh: "It is indeed a Jindan-stage cultivator. In the past, if he wanted to recover so much, it would be impossible without slaughtering several islands."

Then, Wang Yong simply cleaned up the battlefield and left.

This place is very large. Even though Wang Yong and Qin Tao had been fighting for so long, no one came.

Wang Yong moved forward all the way. He tried to find a place to stay by escaping the earth, but was stopped by a force. He had no choice but to find a high slope, open up a cave in it, and enter it.

After knocking down the cave entrance, Wang Yong sat cross-legged inside.

It took Wang Yong a long time to recover from the injury this time. Seven days had passed when he came out again.

In these seven days, he not only recovered from all the injuries on his body, but even his soul sea was restored to its peak. The belly of the soul-devouring beast was no longer as round as before, but had shrunk a lot.

It swam freely in the soul sea, diving to the bottom of the sea for a while, and then surfacing again. Every time it swam, it would swallow the soul power into its stomach and spit it out.

Next, Wang Yong began to refine the magic weapon.

However, the magic weapon has a strong sense of resistance, and there is only a short progress at present. However, Wang Yong had expected this result, otherwise Qin Tao would not have temporarily sealed it up.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, another seven days passed, and Wang Yong finally refined the magic weapon.

Wang Yong was holding a black mist ball in his right hand at this moment. It was only the size of a fist. It turned into a small sword and a black wolf. It kept changing its shape. This was the power of this magic weapon. This magic weapon also had a very suitable name for it - Illusion Mist.

Its ability was to transform the mist into a monster or a sharp weapon that could attack. It could be said that its power could be exerted to a greater extent here.

However, this magic weapon was a low-level magic weapon.

Magic weapons were divided into low-level, medium-level and high-level.

Low-level magic weapons were generally used by cultivators in the first to third Jindan stage, medium-level magic weapons were used by cultivators in the fourth to sixth stages of Jindan stage, and high-level magic weapons were used by cultivators in the seventh to ninth stages of Jindan stage.

Of course, this was only the majority of cases. In the world of cultivation, the law of the jungle prevailed, and the allocation of resources was extremely unreasonable. You could even see the sixth-turn Jindan using low-level magic weapons to fight the enemy, and the third-turn Jindan using high-level magic weapons.

However, the latter case was more difficult.

After all, the higher the grade of the magic weapon, the more mana it requires. Low-level cultivators have to pay a price to activate high-level magic weapons.

Although the phantom mist is only a low-level magic weapon, it is enough for Wang Yong now.

Don't forget that this magic weapon is a soul weapon. Its main attack method is to target the soul of the cultivator. Even a Jindan-stage cultivator will be hit if he is not careful.

Wang Yong played with the phantom mist for a while, and then put it into the soul sea.

As soon as the soul mist entered the soul sea, it turned into a black cloud floating over the soul sea, and the soul-devouring beast floated back and forth in the soul sea with its belly up.

"It's time to move on."

In the dark cave, Wang Yong slowly stood up, and then he saw him wave his hand, and his eyes suddenly became bright.

But soon the whole cave was filled with the surrounding thick fog.

Wang Yong walked out of the cave and looked around. He saw that the fog around him was thicker than when he first came. He looked around, simply identified the direction, and then continued to move forward.

The effect of spiritual consciousness here is not as good as that of eyes, so Wang Yong did not use spiritual consciousness to hurry on the road. Fortunately, he did not encounter any trouble along the way. Unconsciously, he heard a noise in front of him.

Wang Yong looked to the left and saw the outlines of a figure gradually appearing. He hesitated and walked in that direction.

Gradually getting closer and closer, Wang Yong saw the shadow of the mountain. This mountain is very large, and it can even be said to be the largest mountain Wang Yong has seen on the entire Luoshen Island. Although he did not see the whole picture, Wang Yong had this feeling.

People standing at the foot of the mountain are like the difference between ants and elephants. A small group of people stand in various corners of the foot of the mountain. Wang Yong roughly scanned and found that there are about thirty people.

"More than thirty Jindan stage cultivators, this..." Wang Yong was secretly surprised when he saw this situation. This was the first time he saw such a huge battle.

"It seems that I need to find someone to find out what happened here."

"These people gathered at the foot of the mountain, and no one dared to go up the mountain. Could it be that there is something on the mountain?"

Wang Yong thought as he walked and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Against the backdrop of the mountain, he looked like an ant.