Unrivaled in Immortality

As Wang Yong appeared in everyone's sight, he no longer concealed his breath, and the breath of the fourth-level golden elixir was revealed, making everyone lose the desire to resist.

The old man bowed forward, and a middle-aged first-level golden elixir cultivator followed him.

"Meet the Saint Church Senior!"

"Meet the Saint Church Senior!"

The two bowed and saluted, having decided to surrender.

"Well, why don't you leave." Wang Yong looked around, and the blood-colored willow leaves were mixed in the raindrops. From time to time, one person would be hit and turned into a blood willow in a moment.

They dared not move at all, and could only wait for the arrival of fate, because their ancestors and clan leaders were bending over, lowering their heads, and standing respectfully in front of the young cultivator.

"My people have admired the Saint Church for a long time. This time they want to join the Saint Church and get rid of the control of the royal family of the Mu Kingdom." The old man said with a flattering smile.

The middle-aged cultivator beside him also nodded frequently.

"You guys are surrendering?" Wang Yong crossed his arms in front of his chest, a faint smile on his lips, watching the two people's performance.

"Yes, we are willing to surrender to the Holy Church and serve you." The old man heard this and completely let go of his face, and said respectfully,

He listened to the screams of the clansmen behind him from time to time, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I am usually unwilling to stop, but I think you are not bad, so I will give you a chance." Wang Yong paused deliberately here, but the smile on his lips still existed.

"Please tell me clearly, senior." The old man spoke at the right time.

"Okay, I only want Jindan stage cultivators, and I think you should understand what to do with the rest." Wang Yong said here, his eyes wandering behind the old man, watching the cultivators turn into blood willows one by one, he was in a good mood.

"This... they are all my people. If they join the Holy Church with me, I promise they will not have second thoughts." The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he spoke carefully.

"I will only say this once. I will give you three breaths to consider. If you really can't make a decision, you will all die in this quiet rainy night." Wang Yong opened his arms and raised his head to look at the sky. The raindrops fell and hit his face and body, but he was not affected at all.

"Three"

Wang Yong finished speaking, and his voice also sounded.

The old man and the middle-aged monk looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"Didn't the Blood Bat Demon Cult not kill those who surrendered? How could it become like this!?" The middle-aged monk's face changed.

"Two"

Wang Yong's voice was like a devil's whisper, and it was heard by everyone again.

Their conversation was not hidden from everyone, and was heard by everyone.

"Ancestor!"

"Chief!"

The tribesmen looked at the ancestor and the chief who had not moved for a long time, and couldn't help but speak out.

They were waiting for the old ancestor's order. Even if they died, they would let the devil in front of them know that their Si family was not easy to bully.

"It seems that you have made a decision." Wang Yong did not continue to count. His plan to watch them kill each other also failed, which made him feel a little bored.

"Senior, our Si family really wants to join the Holy Church sincerely. Please give us a chance." Upon hearing this, the old man hurried to Wang Yong, grabbed Wang Yong's sleeve and begged.

"Puchi" A hand passed through the chest, holding a still beating heart in his hand. The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and looked at Wang Yong in a daze.

"Really noisy!" Wang Yong pulled out his arm and kicked the old man away.

Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator caught the old man steadily and wanted to take out the elixir to heal him.

But the Jindan cultivator is also a mortal body. Without a heart and no means to defy the heaven, there is only one way to die waiting for him.

"Ancestor!"

"Damn it, you dare to kill the ancestor!"

"Men of the Si family, kill him!"

"..."

Wang Yong's move was like stirring up a hornet's nest, causing the Si family cultivators to completely riot.

The head of the Si family held the ancestor of the Si family in his arms, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Ancestor, ancestor, wake up!" The head of the Si family wailed.

The head of the Si family was not the son of the ancestor of the Si family, but his great-great-grandson for countless generations.

The ancestor of the Si family leaned over the head of the Si family and said weakly: "Nan... Nan'er, run... run away." After the ancestor of the Si family finished speaking, he fell down powerlessly, and his breath gradually weakened.

The heart in Wang Yong's hand had been refined by him at this moment, and blood mist began to appear around the body of the ancestor of the Si family, and after a while it turned into a blood willow.

"Everyone of the Si family, follow me to kill!" After the head of the Si family shouted, he flew out with tears in his eyes.

The Si family members rushed towards Wang Yong fearlessly.

"Patriarch?"

"No! Why!"

"..."

Seeing this, Wang Yong waved his hand, and the willow branches made of willow leaves wrapped around the Si family leader.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the willow leaves denser than raindrops instantly killed all the Si family members.

The house was destroyed and collapsed, and gullies appeared on the ground, and blood willows slowly emerged in them.

The willow branches wrapped around the Si family leader and came slowly. Then Wang Yong clenched his fist, the willow branches contracted, and the willow leaves entered the body of the Si family leader. In a moment, he also turned into a blood willow.

The raindrops fell drop by drop, getting bigger and bigger.

A stream of blood and vitality was drawn out from the blood willows and gathered towards Wang Yong. The blood demon vitality was running. Wang Yong stood on the ground motionless, letting the raindrops hit his body. The blood and vitality entered his body, and the blood and vitality were refined and transformed into nourishing the body. The vitality was scattered throughout the body, waiting to be called in the future.

Gradually, as the blood willows dissipated, Wang Yong's body also strengthened.

"Boom boom" muffled thunder sounded in the sky. Wang Yong looked up at the sky and saw lightning and thunder in the dark clouds, as if it was a doomsday disaster.

After a while, the blood willows all dissipated. Wang Yong slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, and his consciousness scanned the surroundings. Finally, he held the storage magic tools of the Si family ancestor and the head of the Si family in his hands, and then left.

A day later, a group of people came to the city in a mighty manner. They looked at the ruined city and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Could this be another trick of Elder Blood?" A voice sounded slowly, and then everyone rushed into the city like crazy.

Soul-falling Gorge.

The shadows of people were looming, and with Chu Tianlong's order, the Blood Bat Demon Cult members who came to support rushed to Nanliu County.

Wu Qingshan and the other two had already set off.

Only Chu Tianlong and Lu Feihong were left.

"Feihong, let's go, this Nanliu County is already ours." Chu Tianlong smiled slightly, and then he and Lu Feihong turned into a stream of light and headed towards Nanliu County.

After the Blood Bat Demon Cult members entered Nanliu County, killings broke out everywhere, but the team was constantly expanding. There were always some people who were forced or voluntarily joined the Blood Bat Demon Cult's team to attack the Wood Country.

Five days later, Nanliu County completely became the territory of the Blood Bat Demon Cult.