Unrivaled in Immortality

Far away, Wang Yong looked back and saw an unusually huge white light group hanging quietly in the air.

Wang Yong was not surprised to this.

After all, he has seen the largest light group more than several times more than this.

In this way, it must be lost, but there is any way, the quality is not good, and you can only win the amount.

If someone wants to use this in exchange for magic weapons, it can only be said that this person is a fool, because the material for the magic weapon can be made of a magic weapon, and there are even surplus, but there are no shortage of refiner. The monk will make this strategy, but it is not easy to gather a magic weapon.

Wang Yong is still in a good mood now. The blood channel means and wait for it to get it later, and the next step is to find a mental method.

He does not have high requirements for this. After all, with the great help of swallowing the soul -swallowing beast. As long as there is a mental method, the growth of the soul power will be visible to the naked eye.

There were white light groups around, and Wang Yong Shen had swept away and moved slowly.

On the other.

In front of a blood -colored light group, the figure took out a red light from the storage bag.

This stone can be used as the main material of the magic weapon -Yanming Stone.

Then approaching the Blood Light Troupe, the blood -colored light group was unmoved.

Then he continued to remove another magic weapon with water waves, four -product superior — wave water stray gun.

The blood -colored light group is still unmoved.

"Well ~ I hope the thing in it is worth the price." He sighed secretly, and then took another magic weapon.

I saw that this magic weapon is a pair of blood -colored ax, which flows on the bloody halo, which looks quite extraordinary. This is the instrument he used, and it has reached the level of four products.

The blood -colored ax is called the bloodthirsty ax, the best blood -tract instrument in his body, and the magical weapon he depends on.

However, these blood scrolls are not as precious to him.

Sending all these things before the Blood Light Tour, the Bloody Light Tour was slowly attracted by his treasure, approaching the treasure, but the speed was very slow.

His face also smiled at this moment.

"It's okay." He lamented, and then took out a few magic weapons. The Blood Light Troupe finally enveloped the magic weapons, and the original blood color gradually became white.

Finally, the blood scroll was revealed. The man's eyes were fast, and he reached out. The blood scroll received the traction and was held in his hand. He put the blood scroll into the storage bag, and then looked around.

There are white lights around, there are no traces of others.

"Fortunately, it is concealed enough, otherwise how can such treasures turn!" He secretly sighed his luck, and imagined that he was galloping the Jindan period through the means of blood on the blood scroll.

Soon, he returned to God and looked at the huge white light group in front of him, and then stopped nostalgic and turned away.

Wang Yong's heart was slightly moved, feeling the movement of the man, and then slowly walked towards there.

When he came to the place where the blood -colored scroll just found the blood -colored scroll, the Blood Light Troupe had disappeared, leaving only a white light ball, a smile on the corner of Wang Yong, and a little cold in his eyes.

"That person should not have the idea of ​​the blood scroll in a short time. My time is still plenty of time." Wang Yong thought, and then left here.

He continued to hang out here. The mental mystery did see a lot, but it was far from Wang Yong's request, Wang Yong.

There is another point, there are so many not seeing here. Wang Yong thought that if it was not enough, in the end, he could only choose one from these spiritual mysteries.

Continue to stroll around inside, Wang Yong Shen knows all the light balls, and the speed is not slow.

With the experience on the first floor, Wang Yong looked more at ease on the second floor.

Three days died, and Wang Yong frowned at a light group in front of him.

"Is it just like this?" Wang Yong thought like this, and then looked up at the white light cylinder on the side.

This is a passage to the third layer.

There are three floors of Dengbao Building. Wang Yong almost brought the first two floors to the side. The storage ring has arrived. The bloodway Jin Dan also saw people taken away, and he also tagged himself.

Only this mental method has always been unable to do it. In the end, Wang Yong decided to take a look on the third floor.

Wang Yong found that the number of people on the third floor was just a few, and it was a strong contrast with the first floor and the second floor.

"Is there a restriction on the third floor?" Wang Yong couldn't help thinking.

But when he saw a founder of the founding period set foot on the three -story white channel, he dispelled this idea.

Wang Yong took a little doubt and embarked on the passage that entered the third floor.

There is no one in the passage, and at this moment, Wang Yong seemed to feel that he had left Dengbao Tower.

Because since he came to Dengbao Building, Wang Yong could see people almost all the time, showing the prosperity of Dengbao Tower.

And now I can't see anyone, which makes Wang Yong feel a little uncomfortable.

Soon, Wang Yong stood on the ground.

He looked around, and there was a trace of expression on his face.

I saw a mountain in front of Wang Yong's eyes.

There is a gazebo on the mountainside, and one of the white robes is sitting in it.

Wang Yong felt a little unreal. He used his magic power to infuse his eyes. Everything in front of him disappeared. He saw an old man in a white robe sitting cross-legged on the ground not far away. The old man was looking at him with a smile.

"Hehe, young people really have no interest at all." The old man looked at Wang Yong and said.

Wang Yong looked at the old man. The old man seemed like a mortal. There was not a trace of the breath of a cultivator on his body.

But from all his performances just now, this old man was not simple.

"Hello, senior." Wang Yong bowed respectfully.

"Oh? When did the blood monk become so polite?" The old man looked at Wang Yong with a smile.

Wang Yong's face changed immediately after hearing this, and he turned his magic power to all parts of his body without a sound.

"Okay, there is no need to be so alert. This is Dengbao Tower on Liuwu Island. All cultivators are welcome, including blood monks. What's more, you are a blood monk." The old man still said to himself.

Wang Yong felt relieved after hearing this.

Since the old man had seen through him, he would have taken action long ago and would not have wasted his breath with him.

"Senior, you are joking. I am not as good as you." Wang Yong smiled slightly, stepped forward, and sat down in front of the old man.

The two sat face to face.

The white-haired old man said again: "I know what you want. You have something I am interested in. You can exchange it for that."

Wang Yong became nervous after hearing this.