Unrivaled in Immortality

Wang Yong stood in the void, his aura increased greatly, and his body slowly shrank to normal size.

His robe was torn and covered with scars, but under the healing of the vitality, the scars were slowly dissipating.

A gust of wind blew, and the robe was blown by the wind. Wang Yong stretched out his hand and pulled it, and then the robe fluttered with the wind.

Wang Yong was naked, and he took out a set of robes from the storage ring and put them on, and then he looked up.

Seeing this, everyone stopped and looked at Wang Yong, really afraid that he would turn around and kill them.

And Chu Tianlong saw that Wang Yong had completed the fourth turn, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahaha, Mu Ren, you are going to lose this time."

"Humph! The result is not out yet, wait and see." General Mu Ren snorted coldly, and of course he would not lose his prestige now.

Bloody willow leaves burst out from Wang Yong's body, and the willow leaves were like sharp blades, cutting the air with a "swish swish" sound.

"Dang dang dang" sounded, and a large willow leaf composed of small willow leaves slowly took shape above Wang Yong's head.

Then Wang Yong waved his hand, and the bloody willow leaves shot towards the right general Mu Feifan.

And Wang Yong's figure followed closely behind, heading towards the battlefield.

Now he is fully qualified to join this battle.

Seeing this, the people underground put their minds at ease and concentrated on fighting.

It's not their fault, but Wang Yong's original actions are still in front of them, so they dare not be careless.

Now Wang Yong's physical body has broken through the fourth turn of the golden elixir, and his cultivation has also broken through to the fourth turn. The two sides are advancing together, and their strength has increased exponentially compared to the third turn. Wang Yong feels the most obvious is that his magic power is stronger and his spiritual consciousness has also been enhanced.

At the same time, he also found that the blood-colored willow leaves were harder and sharper than before. When combined together, they could barely reach the level of low-level and high-level magic weapons. This discovery surprised him.

"Swoosh" a huge blood-colored willow leaf flew over at a high speed. Wu Qingshan and his companions had already noticed the situation on Wang Yong's side. The moment the willow leaf flew over, the three of them also worked together.

Wu Qingshan's blood-scented soul power had already come close to the right general Mu Feifan, and it exuded a strange fragrance, which made people smell the magic power running jerky, as if the connection with the magic power would be cut off in the next moment.

But the right general Mu Feifan was a sixth-turn Jindan period cultivator after all, and his cultivation was higher than Wu Qingshan, so the effect of the blood-scented soul knife on him in this regard was not so obvious.

Yan Wenxiang was the person with the highest cultivation among them, and he should be their main force.

In the blood-scented oar, the broken corpses and arms appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the blood waves rolled and stirred up a little wave from time to time. A disgusting breath came to the face, which made people afraid.

However, this only caused trouble for the Right General Mu Feifan, and was not enough to move him.

On the other side, Li Cangsong held the Blood Soul Banner and waved it repeatedly. Blood spirits appeared from it one by one, and in a moment, they formed a large army.

Right General Mu Feifan stood in the void with a sword in one hand, looked at the three people around him, and then looked at the willow leaf flying knife that was shooting at him.

He shouted softly: "Behead!"

Then the Soul-Slaying Sword slid forward gently, and a gray sword energy was cut out by it, heading towards the willow leaf flying knife.

The gray sword energy collided with the willow leaf flying knife, and there was a "boom" sound, and then the willow leaf flying knife scattered and turned into bloody willow leaves again.

At this moment, the attacks of the remaining three people also approached, and the right general Mu Feifan still shouted calmly: "Kill the living!"

Then, the Soul-Slaying Sword slid gently in front of him, and a green sword energy stretched across his body, and then slowly spread outward, resisting the Piaoxuexianghun Knife and the Blood Piaolu, while the Blood Spirit Spirit on the other side forced the right general Mu Feifan to cut out a "kill" sword energy.

After a round of attacks, the attacks of several people were stubbornly resisted by the right general Mu Feifan, which was enough to show the gap between the six-turn golden elixir and them.

However, the few people were not surprised at all. They were so many people, and what they had to do was to consume the mana of the right general Mu Feifan until his mana was exhausted. After all, he was only one person now, and Wang Yong had four.

At this moment, Wang Yong also rushed to the battlefield, and willow leaves were suspended behind him, waiting for his command.

Four people occupied four corners and surrounded the right general Mu Feifan. They worked in groups of two and took turns to consume the right general Mu Feifan. The prelude to a battle was thus opened.

Below them, there was a battle between some low-level Jindan-stage monks. There were many more of them, but they were all very careful about their lives when fighting. It was not as interesting as the monks below.

The monks below fought with a completely desperate style. Every move was very fierce. There were corpses and broken arms everywhere on the ground, like a purgatory.

Despite this, the monks on both sides still fought fearlessly.

The battle between the left general Mu Qi and Lu Feihong was quite powerful.

The left general Mu Qi controlled the net of heaven and earth and fought back and forth with Lu Feihong's blood flame.

At this moment, the left general Mu Qi suddenly changed his gesture, and the net of heaven and earth suddenly expanded and then wrapped towards Lu Feihong.

Then, General Mu Qi shouted, "All-encompassing!"

The net of heaven and earth emitted some green light, covering Lu Feihong, but Lu Feihong did not panic.

He waved his hand, and the blood flames rose in the wind, and suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire. From a distance, it looked like a burning sea of ​​blood.

"Burning the blood of the sky!" Lu Feihong supported the sky with one hand, and the blood flame greeted the "all -encompassing" pressed down.

The two of them rang, sounding the sound of "bombardment", as if a stuffy thunder sounded, from time to time, blood flames hit the ground, and everyone was tired of dodging.

The battle continues. Once the war starts, it is obviously impossible to divide the outcome in a short time without absolute advantage.

It can only consume the enemy's mana with water milling, and win the opportunity to win for himself.

Several people in Wu Qingshan have become a lot easier with Wang Yong's joining. They surrounded the right generals in the middle. From time to time, they launched an offense to consume it. When he wanted to highlight the siege, the four of them were four. Attacking together, this also made the right General Mu get tired of responding for a while, and the consumption of mana gradually became faster.

"This will be defeated by the opponent in the morning and evening. Is this battle that comes here?" The general Mu Ren looked at Mu's extraordinary battlefield and frowned.

He put his eyes on Wang Yong's body: "It's all this person, if it wasn't for his sudden appearance, the results of the battle were not known."

Thinking of this, Mu Ren's look at Wang Yong became murderous.

But let him order the withdrawal now, he looked at the land behind him, and it was difficult to choose for a while.

Chu Tianlong naturally pays attention to Mu Ren's movement. Seeing him looking at Wang Yong, he only listened to him and said, "Mu Ren, you lost this scene."

"Hum! Suggestion or defeat is difficult to say, your magic disciple kills the same way of cultivating evil skills. Do you just let it go?" Mu Ren heard the words and pointed his spear head to Wang Yong.