Unrivaled in Immortality

The battle scene was about to break out, and neither side seemed to be willing to give in.

The party that got the opportunity was unwilling to share the opportunity that they had worked so hard to get with others, and the party that did not get the opportunity naturally did not want to miss the opportunity in front of them.

After all, for some casual cultivators, sometimes they will never encounter such an opportunity in their entire lives.

Neither side gave in to the other, and the royal family and the people of Jubao Pavilion had already left at this time, and those people did not dare to stop them at all.

Wang Yong looked at the people in front of him and secretly said trouble. At this time, he only saw his lips move slightly but no sound came out. This is a skill that can only be mastered in the foundation-building period.

At this time, the people received Wang Yong's voice transmission at the same time, which probably meant that they would cooperate first and wait for other things to come out.

After hearing this, the few people hesitated for a while and agreed to Wang Yong's method.

Then I heard a group of people over there say: "I don't know what you think about it. You won't lose anything if you share the opportunity with us. This is a good thing for both of us."

At this time, Wang Yong and the others also discussed it.

Wang Yong took a step forward and stood in front of the team, then said: "It's not impossible to share opportunities, but I don't know what you have to exchange for."

"Exchange, what to exchange, we are giving you a chance, don't refuse a toast, and don't be scared to kneel down and beg for mercy when the battle comes." At this time, a charming voice came from behind the old man.

A beautiful woman in revealing clothes twisted her plump figure and came to the old man, and her hand naturally rested on the old man's shoulder.

"Then I'll try this penalty wine to see if it tastes good." Wang Yong said lightly without changing his expression.

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Yong shouted: "Do it."

The people behind Wang Yong had already made preparations, and they all chose an opponent to attack.

They discussed that they would first join forces to fight the enemy, and then who could escape first would depend on their own abilities.

As soon as they started fighting, they launched the fiercest attack, but Wang Yong fled to the rear without hesitation, not doing what they had agreed to do beforehand.

And Wang Yong shouted while running: "Fellow Daoists, hold on for a moment, I will go find someone to support you."

After shouting this, Wang Yong used the blood sea, and the blood waves rushed and carried Wang Yong into the sky. At this time, everyone realized that they were fooled by a kid. At this time, their attacks became more and more intense, and they all wanted to be the first to escape.

But without Wang Yong on their side, there was a gap in numbers. No one on the other side chased Wang Yong. Not to mention that Wang Yong was also a foundation-building cultivator, whether he could beat him or not, if he couldn't beat him, wouldn't it be a waste of death? Without Wang Yong on their side, they had the advantage in numbers, wouldn't it be easier to take down these people?

At this moment, the four people wanted to curse Wang Yong's ancestors, but they could only fight helplessly.

Wang Yong looked back from time to time, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was chasing him. The situation was similar to what he expected. With the four people's restraint, no one came to chase him. As for offending those people, Wang Yong was not afraid at all. Not to mention how strong those people were, unless they took the initiative to hand over the opportunity, there would be a battle. By then, it was not certain whether he would live or die. By then, he had already run far away. It was simply a fantasy for these people to find him in this secret realm.

Wang Yong flew forward for a distance, and then turned around. After changing directions back and forth several times, Wang Yong was relieved to hurry on his way. He was going to the periphery of the secret realm, where there were many Qi Condensation cultivators waiting for him.

Wang Yong did not see the people from the Blood Bat Demon Cult in this opportunity competition. They were afraid that the royal family would cause trouble for them, so they simply gave up the competition for the opportunity.

Wang Yong was thinking about it, and suddenly a figure flew over there. Wang Yong saw from his movements that the person was coming for him, so he simply landed and stood on a huge rock.

Wang Yong just watched him approach quietly without making any moves.

Finally, the man came close. He was wearing a black robe and a black iron mask. Wang Yong tried to use his spiritual sense to explore his face, but was blocked by the mask.

Wang Yong concluded that this mask was a magic weapon that could prevent spiritual sense from exploring.

Suddenly, Wang Yong became jealous when he saw this man. He was determined to get this magic weapon. With this magic weapon, he would be much safer when walking outside.

The man saw Wang Yong stop here and wait for him. He was not sure about Wang Yong's thoughts and did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, an old voice sounded: "Are you also a member of the Blood Bat Demon Cult?"

Wang Yong narrowed his eyes and his thoughts were flying in his mind. At this time, he nodded slightly.

The man was relieved when Wang Yong nodded. He then asked, "Whose master are you under?"

Wang Yong said calmly, "Mr. Blood."

The man was relieved and wanted to get closer to Wang Yong. Then he heard Wang Yong say, "Whose master are you under? I have never heard of you."

The man took off his mask and said calmly, "Mr. Ghost, just an unknown person."

Wang Yong then asked, "How can you be sure that I am a member of the Blood Bat Demon Cult?"

The man smiled and said, "I was just suspicious at first, but since you practice the way of blood and know Mr. Blood, I can be sure."

"Oh? It seems that my disguise is not good enough." Wang Yong said in annoyance.

"In fact, you have disguised yourself very well. If I didn't ask, I would only think that you are a casual cultivator of the Blood Dao, and I would never think that you are a member of the Blood Bat Demon Cult." The old man waved his hand and said.

"Are you here for something important? If not, leave. I have been exposed to the eyes of those righteous forces. It is not good for you to stay with me." Wang Yong deliberately said this to test this person. If he really left, it would be fine. If he didn't leave, maybe he could use this person.

"That's okay." The man threw the black iron mask in his hand to Wang Yong.

Then the man continued to say: "This is for you. We have not yet accomplished our great cause, so we should keep a low profile. If you want that kind of opportunity, just give it to me. When my Blood Bat Demon Cult enters the Mu Kingdom Imperial City, there will be all kinds of opportunities." The man actually preached to Wang Yong.

"Okay, thank you very much, fellow Taoist." Wang Yong held the black iron mask in his hand and bowed slightly to the man.

The man said, "Just call me Wu Qingshan."

Wang Yong also called out tactfully, "Senior Brother Wu."