Cultivate Immortals with Naruto Skills

Wang Yan was actually observing secretly with his mobile phone. He wanted to see what bad things the Supreme Sword Immortal said about him behind his back.

Finally, I saw that my name was reversed by them, from Wang Yan to "King of Hell."

Finally, Wang Yan turned off his cell phone. Just as they were about to leave, Tushan Yaya suddenly pointed at his pocket.

Wang Yan immediately realized that the other party was the boss of the Tushan fox demon clan after all, so he could naturally feel the aura of his own fox demon clan.

Wang Yan took out Honghong from his pocket. At this time, Honghong was sleeping so sweetly that she didn't even know that she was being picked up.

Tushan Yaya looked at Honghong carefully, and with a wave of her hand, the pattern of the master-servant contract suddenly appeared.

Tushan Yaya was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, "It is your blessing to be accepted by the immortal envoy. When you go to heaven, the cultivation resources there will be even more abundant."

Wang Yan looked at Tushan Yaya with surprised eyes. Her mouth did not open, but there was a sound coming out. It was so amazing.

Finally, Tushan Yaya bowed to Wang Yan, and Wang Yan quickly returned the salute, only to hear Tushan Yaya continue to say: "Immortal envoy of the King of Hell, please leave my little sister."

Afterwards, the two exchanged some polite words, and Tushan Yaya left with the body of the Blood King.

After Tushan Yaya left, Taishang Sword Immortal came over and said, "You know, Tushan Yaya is famous for being aloof. Being so enthusiastic towards you shows that she respects your strength."

Wang Yan nodded, and then the Supreme Sword Immortal continued: "King of Hell, I will take you back with my sword."

Wang Yan's face darkened. Is this nickname so easy to pronounce?

"Can you do it?" Wang Yan said, he was referring to whether the magic power was enough.

"Don't worry, it's stable."

In this way, Wang Yan stood quietly behind Taishang Sword Immortal, flying with his sword and feeling the strong wind of nature, all the way back to Yicheng.

Originally, Wang Yan thought that he could live a peaceful and good life for a few days after returning to Yicheng.

However, in fact, in this information age, the news that he poisoned the blood and poisoned two blood kings to death spread throughout the entire monk world within an hour.

The next day, the four top immortal sects in the world of immortality, Longhushan, Taishang, Wudang, and Kunlun all came to visit.

These four heads of immortal sects are all famous in the world of immortality.

They suddenly came to visit Wang Yan, so the matter must not be that simple.

They actually came to study the King of Hell.

Just like that, Wang Yan was almost made to cry.

"King of Hell, let me touch it."

The leader of the Wudang Sect, Taoist Master Xuwu, cheerfully stretched out his hand and touched Wang Yan.

"Stop making trouble, it doesn't matter what you touch."

At this time, an old man with white hair and beard yelled angrily.

Wang Yan looked at the old man with gratitude. He was none other than the contemporary Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Celestial Master Zhang.

"To be fair, if you want to study pain, you must use this." Master Zhang Tian took out a 150ml syringe from his loose cuff.

Wang Yan was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. The syringe was almost thicker than his calf.

Damn, how much blood do you need to draw?

Do you want to be so cruel?

He was dizzy yesterday due to heavy bleeding, and he barely recovered after eating a lot of longan and red dates today.

He felt like he was suffering from haemorrhage

No, it's probably hemophobia.

"Don't be afraid, King of Hell. We will only smoke a little. A little will be enough."

A man in white clothes, about fifty years old, spoke to comfort him.

As he spoke, he was setting up a special research formation.

He is Yu Qingzi of the Kunlun Immortal Sect.

Wang Yan swallowed hard. Each of you takes a 150ml syringe. This is called taking a little bit.

You guys want to drain me dry.

"Oh, King of Hell, a real man, it doesn't matter if he sheds a little blood. Hey, hey, don't cry. A man bleeds but doesn't shed tears."

"If you think it's uncomfortable to bleed alone, we'll bleed with you and have fun together."

Taoist Qingfeng, the leader of the Taishang Immortal Sect, said boldly. As he spoke, he took out a dagger and slashed his arm to death.

Wang Yan originally thought that he was just showing off and would definitely not cut it down.

However, Wang Yan was splashed with blood

"what"

Wang Yan let out a scream.

Damn it, where did this lunacy come from?

Then I felt dizzy. Needless to say, he must be suffering from anemia.

In the end, under the relentless pursuit of the four great immortal sects, he bowed his head in front of the evil forces.

Four super bosses in the Immortal Killing Realm have been pleading beside him, they can't just keep spending it like this.

Seeing the 150ml syringe piercing his arm, he felt terrified.

When he saw bright red blood flowing straight into the syringe, he felt dizzy for a while and quickly looked away and stopped looking.

Looking further, he felt like he could be killed on the spot.

After drawing the blood, the four super bosses gathered together, dripped a drop of blood into the magic circle, and began on-site research.

They used magic circles to test the properties of blood, and also brought a set of professional medical testing equipment, which basically occupied the entire Taoist temple courtyard.

Finally, Zhang Tianshi also took out animal genetic blood equipment and compared the animal blood for research.

The more they tested, the more depressed they became.

Because this blood is so damn normal.

Even the rats caught by Zhang Tianshi on the spot were alive and kicking without any symptoms after drinking Wang Yan's blood.

The only symptom may be that you can't leave and want to take a bite.

"Is this really the blood of the King of Hell? I suspect it is fake blood." Zhang Tianshi said seriously from the side.

"How about we give it another shot to try, maybe it has a shelf life? Maybe it has passed the shelf life." Qingfeng Taoist suggested from the side.

Wang Yan almost wanted to pounce on him, but a black tiger came out and ripped out his heart.

Damn your sister, your blood expired so quickly.

No, your blood still has a shelf life

If you keep doing this, I'm going to call the police.

Damn, these people are more terrifying than vampires and the Blood King.

"Don't scare me, little friend Hell." Wudang Taoist Priest Wudang waved his hand with a kind look on his face, "Maybe the blood of little friend Hell is normal blood, but there may be some kind of blessing in it, so for Races like the Blood King have a restraining effect.”

Wang Yan immediately looked at Taoist Priest Wu with gratitude.

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Master Xu Wu looked at Wang Yan, with a pleading look on his face, and said: "My dear friend, Mr. Wang Yan, I have something to ask of you."

"I reject."

Wang Yan refused without thinking.

Although I don’t know what Taoist Master Wu wants to ask for.

But it's 100% not a good thing.

No matter what it is, refuse it first before talking about it, damn it