Unrivaled in Immortality

"Haha, those three fools didn't expect that you would fool them all the way."

"I was wondering why those three people suddenly appeared. It turns out that you led them here."

"You can kill me or chop me up. Even if I die today, I won't let you succeed."

Blood Dragon Yuan Fei looked at the demon in front of him with hatred in his eyes.

He finally knew why those three people suddenly appeared. I'm afraid that everything was done by the man in front of him.

"Haha! Then you can die." Wang Yong looked at Blood Dragon Yuan Fei with a little coldness in his eyes.

He had already seen that Blood Dragon Yuan Fei had made up his mind to die. It was probably difficult to get much from him, but Wang Yong would not waste his flesh and blood.

As for his soul, the spiritual secret method Wang Yong had obtained was too low in grade, and the efficiency of refining was not high. Now there was still a part of soul power that had not been refined in his soul sea, and the soul-devouring beast was now occupied by the soul weapon. Too much alien soul power in the soul sea was also a burden for Wang Yong, so he had to give it up.

Then, a ball of blood mist broke away from Wang Yong's hand and enveloped Blood Dragon Yuan Fei.

Blood Dragon Yuan Fei was still in dragon form at this moment, but he looked extremely embarrassed.

Blood was bleeding from his head, his body was twisted strangely, and his eyes were narrowed as if he was going to faint in the next moment.

Blood Dragon Yuan Fei was shrouded by blood mist, and his eyes were wide open.

"You... you are also a blood cultivator!?" He asked.

Wang Yong did not speak, and the blood mist began to envelope Blood Dragon Yuan Fei. Wang Yong activated the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra and began to refine.

"Who are you?!" Feeling the strangeness coming from his body, Blood Dragon Yuan Fei looked at Wang Yong and asked.

"Why, are you willing to hand over the treasure?" Wang Yong raised his eyebrows, then squatted down and looked at Blood Dragon Yuan Fei.

"Hmph! Wishful thinking, I will not let you succeed even if I destroy it."

Blood Dragon Yuan Fei wanted to say something, but Wang Yong's thugs suddenly fell and punched Blood Dragon Yuan Fei's head.

"Hmph..." Blood Dragon Yuan Fei groaned in pain, and then tilted his head and stopped talking.

"Bang, bang..."

"If you don't drink toast, drink penalty wine. If that's the case, then you will die today."

Wang Yong punched a few more times. Although Blood Dragon Yuan Fei was powerless to resist, he was very resistant and never fainted.

"What a pity, I have to give up." Wang Yong thought so, and then he put his palm on Blood Dragon Yuan Fei's body, and a trace of blood mist gathered along his arm towards his body.

The Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra was running, and Wang Yong also began to refine Blood Dragon Yuan Fei.

After Wang Yong broke through the Jindan stage of his physical body, he had a deeper understanding of the practice of the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra. Now he could repair it even without relying on the blood pool. However, this method would take a lot longer than building a blood pool. But in this case, this method is undoubtedly the most reliable.

In fact, Wang Yong's main goal in kidnapping Blood Dragon Yuan Fei was the blood magic weapon in his body, but the magic weapon of the Jindan stage cultivator had been refined by him. After being completely under his control, he only needed a thought to destroy it. Although it could not be used here now, he could feel that it could be easily destroyed.

Therefore, after learning that Blood Dragon Yuan Fei had reported his determination to die, Wang Yong also gave up his thoughts. His main goal now was to break through the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra to the peak of the minor success and the physical strength to the peak of the third turn of the Jindan.

In this way, it would be more beneficial to him in the next battle.

After all, the family forces had a large number of people and collected a lot of magic weapons. If he did not have strong strength to deal with them, Wang Yong would not get the benefit.

Under a towering tree, Wang Yong's huge figure sat cross-legged, with one of his hands on the blood dragon. A wisp of blood mist flowed from the blood dragon along Wang Yong's hand and into his body.

Wang Yong used the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra to refine the blood energy bit by bit.

At this moment, the blood dragon looked much weaker, with his head drooping weakly on the ground, and a pool of blood had already flowed under it.

Perhaps he accepted his fate and never tried to resist.

Of course, perhaps he was no longer able to resist.

After all, Wang Yong tortured the blood dragon a lot when he captured him, and even broke his body. At this moment, he couldn't even get up.

"Blood Dragon Yuan Fei, are you really willing to die like this?"

"Think about your enemies, think about the outside world."

"Have you really given up hope of living?"

"Now, as long as you hand over the magic weapon to me, I can completely let you go, and even give you this heart of grass and trees."

Wang Yong persuaded him, and even took out the heart of grass and trees he had obtained.

Hearing this, Blood Dragon Yuan Fei raised his dragon eyes slightly and looked at Wang Yong, looking at the heart of grass and trees in Wang Yong's hand.

"Hehehe... Hehe, give up, I won't give it to you, even if you kill me, I won't give it to you, do you think you can get out alive, as long as your identity as a demon cultivator is exposed, you will die, hahahaha... hahahaha!!!" Blood Dragon laughed wildly.

Wang Yong's eyes sank, and then he put away the heart of grass and trees, and then concentrated on refining Blood Dragon Yuan Fei.

Time passed slowly, and three days went by unknowingly. At this moment, Wang Yong slowly opened his blood-red eyes, and a flash of red light flashed in them.

Then he looked down at the ground, only to see that there was nothing on the ground, only some faint blood gas remained.

"Huh~" Wang Yong exhaled a breath of turbid air, and suddenly a strong wind whistled in front of him, blowing the leaves rustling, and even the mist was blown away a little.

Then Wang Yong clenched his fists.

"Just a little bit more." Wang Yong thought secretly, and then his body returned to its original state, and then slowly stood up.

Came to the place where the blood dragon was just now, looking for something.

Soon, he found some scattered blood-red fragments in a pit, and he slowly squatted down and picked up the fragments.

He looked at it in his hands.

"It's useless." Finally, Wang Yong got this answer.

These blood-red fragments were the magic weapons on the blood dragon, but they had been destroyed by him.

Then, Wang Yong searched again on the spot, and soon took a storage bag in his hand, and then he simply cleaned the place, and then left.

This storage bag belongs to Blood Dragon Yuan Fei, but it cannot be opened now. We have to wait until we get out.

Wang Yong went forward and encountered more and more cultivators. Wang Yong picked those who were alone and killed two Jindan-stage cultivators. After refining them, Wang Yong's Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra finally broke through to the small success, and his physical body also reached the peak of the third transformation.

"Next, let me see the strength of those family disciples." Wang Yong grinned, thinking so, and then rushed towards the top of the mountain.