Unrivaled in Immortality

The Blood Bat Demon Cult monks below suffered heavy losses due to this incident.

At this moment, Wang Yong also suddenly felt a tearing sensation in his mind, and a pair of wide bat wings behind him slowly stretched out.

This feeling was completely out of his control, and Wang Yong suddenly opened his eyes while practicing.

A trace of cold sweat dripped from his head, and a tearing sensation came from his mind and back.

"What's going on?!" Wang Yong looked puzzled and had to stop practicing out of helplessness.

Although he was close to a breakthrough, this incident forced him to stop.

Because this feeling was completely out of his control, this feeling of being controlled by others made him feel a little scared.

"Fortunately, I control the pair of bat wings behind me through the Soul Devourer, otherwise, I'm afraid even I can't bear this pain." Wang Yong's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The tearing sensation continued to come, and Wang Yong felt that the Soul Devourer was about to be swallowed by the pair of bat wings behind it.

The Soul Devourer gradually merged into the bat wings behind it, and Wang Yong felt that his connection with the Soul Devourer was slowly disappearing.

This feeling reminded him of the leader of the Blood Bat Demon Cult.

"Did something happen outside?!" Thinking of this, Wang Yong couldn't help but release his spiritual sense to investigate.

He didn't release his spiritual sense just now because he wanted to hide himself. Now that this situation has threatened his life, he naturally won't think so much anymore.

His spiritual sense spread, and scenes from the outside world emerged in his mind.

The battlefield below remained the same, as if it had not been affected.

Seeing this, Wang Yong felt a little relieved, because this also meant that the scope covered by this incident was not particularly large.

Then, his spiritual sense continued to spread.

When they came to the battlefield of ordinary Jindan, they were in chaos at this moment. Wang Yong found that some cultivators were bloody and their minds were unclear. They attacked all around with all their strength, as if they were possessed by demons, and they couldn't distinguish between friend and foe.

Seeing this, Wang Yong thought of himself.

At this moment, the bat wings behind him also had a state of wanting to break away, but the soul-devouring beast had not been completely absorbed by it.

"What is going on here?" Wang Yong saw this, although he had some guesses in his mind, he still did not give up spreading his consciousness.

Gradually, he saw the battlefield between Chu Tianlong and the cultivators of the Mu Kingdom. Chu Tianlong waved the blood-colored bat wings behind him without any abnormality.

Wang Yong frowned even more deeply.

At this moment, a blood-colored stream of light crossed the sky and flew upwards. Seeing this, Wang Yong followed closely with his consciousness.

He condensed his consciousness, like a silk thread, entangled with the blood-colored stream of light.

It was not until this time that he could see clearly that this was a pair of blood-colored bat wings. Seeing this situation, Wang Yong's bad feeling in his heart became stronger.

Not far away, two figures slowly emerged.

Wang Yong's weak consciousness was destroyed.

However, at the moment when his consciousness was destroyed, he still saw that scene.

A pair of tattered bat wings firmly protected the blood bats, and outside was a middle-aged cultivator who was using various means to attack.

The pair of blood bat wings that Wang Yong brought with him merged into the pair of tattered bat wings of the blood bat, and the tattered bat wings were repaired at that time.

"Hmm?"

"Who?"

The two Nine-Turn Golden Pills looked in the direction where Wang Yong's consciousness disappeared, but they did not put it on their bodies.

Because the opponent's consciousness could easily crush the aftermath of their battle, it is conceivable that the opponent's strength must be very different from theirs.

"Hoohoo~ This blood bat wants to use the bat wings cultivated by us as nutrients to make up for his damaged bat wings."

"However, the bat wings are connected to the consciousness, and when the bat wings are about to detach, they will absorb the consciousness to nourish themselves. In this way, once the bat wings detach from themselves, the cultivator's consciousness will definitely be injured, and going crazy is the least of it."

When Wang Yong thought of this, the soul-devouring beast in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly exploded, and the shock force made his mind fall into a trance.

At the same time, the tearing feeling behind him became stronger.

"Puff!" Blood splashed, and the bat wings flew upwards with blood.

Wang Yong's back was a bloody mess, but it returned to its original state after a moment. Only at this time can the vitality show its magical effect.

Wang Yong's consciousness gradually recovered, and his face was complicated, but also somewhat relieved.

He made a decision immediately, and he urged the four-color escape beads to escape underground.

The changes on his side naturally attracted the attention of others, but the Jindan stage cultivators were overwhelmed by the change, so no one took the initiative to come to investigate.

However, the cultivators below would not miss this opportunity for this change.

A group of Muguo cultivators came to the pit, and there were only pools of residual blood in the pit, and Wang Yong was gone.

"Captain, what should we do?" One person asked when he saw this.

"He should be seriously injured and has escaped through the earth. Let's go. It's better not to attack him if he is not dead." Seeing this, the leader said with a bit of regret on his face.

A group of Blood Bat Demon Cult members also rushed over. They looked at the empty bottom of the pit, and then turned their eyes to the group of Wood Nation monks on the opposite side.

"Tell me the truth, where is Elder Blood?" The leader of the Blood Bat Demon Cult looked at the Wood Nation monks on the opposite side and asked.

"I don't know." The leader of the Wood Nation said.

"Go!" Upon hearing this, the leader of the Blood Bat Demon Cult waved his hand, and the two teams immediately entangled together.

In the sky, the moment Wang Yong's bat wings merged into the tattered wings behind the blood bat, a blood light emanated, and the repaired area was much larger than that of other bat wings.

"Huh? Is this the bat wing of the blood sea?" The blood bat sensed it and immediately knew the source of the bat wings.

After all, Wang Yong's practice of the flowing blood bat wings was different from other bat wings. He had been prepared for this, after all, this pair of bat wings was also prepared for himself.

With the addition of Wang Yong's bat wings, the tattered wings behind the blood bat recovered faster.

In a moment, it had been fully restored, only some places looked quite dim, but it was slowly recovering as time passed.

"Hehehe, Mu Lin, do you have this trick? It seems that the last injury has a great impact on you!" The blood bat laughed strangely, and then the wings behind it suddenly stretched out.

"Boom!" Mu Lin was immediately shaken away by this momentum.

But he quickly stabilized his body and looked at the blood bat with a heavy face.

"Hmph! Evil and crooked, I don't even bother to use such means." Mu Lin looked at the blood bat, snorted coldly, and said.

The blood bat flapped its wings behind it, and its momentum gradually rose, and soon suppressed Mu Lin's momentum.

At the same time, the pair of blood-colored bat wings behind it were filled with blood light, and as the bat wings slowly flapped, blood bats with sharp wings slowly flew out from them.