Unrivaled in Immortality

Let’s not talk about the battlefield between the Blood Bat Demon Cult and the Mu Nation monks.

At this moment, all the Jindan-stage monks have entered the white-hot stage of the battle.

Wang Yong is tall, more than four feet tall, with blood-red skin and strong defensive effect. He is not afraid of the brown spear on the opposite side with his bare hands.

The brown spear stabbed fiercely, and it exuded a sharp meaning that seemed to pierce everything. Even if it was far away, Wang Yong could feel the sharpness on it.

However, Wang Yong is not someone who can be manipulated now. I saw blood mist appearing on his entire right arm, and then he suddenly stretched out and grabbed the stabbing brown spear.

"Swish!" With a sound, the brown spear was caught in Wang Yong's hand, slid forward for a distance, and stopped in front of Wang Yong's chest.

Waves of sharp meaning emanated from the gun body, fiercely hitting Wang Yong's palm and rushing away.

Drops of blood dripped, and were restored by the vitality in an instant.

"You are nothing but this!" Wang Yong grinned, looking at the brown spear in front of him with horror.

No one on the opposite side said anything, they were all trying their best to activate the long spear formation to fight Wang Yong.

At this moment, Wang Yong suddenly twisted his waist, and then swung the hand holding the brown spear forward violently, and the whole brown spear shot out to the ground.

"Boom!" A small hill under his feet was hit, and smoke and dust rose in an instant. Wang Yong saw this and waved his hand, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the brown spear rushed out of the smoke and dust and stabbed again.

"Hmph! Don't know what's good for you!" Wang Yong snorted coldly, and saw his right leg filled with blood mist, and the wings behind him vibrated, and he suddenly shot out.

In a flash, he came to the side of the spear, and then kicked out, and the brown spear was instantly knocked out again, flying a long distance in the air before barely stopping.

Without using bat wings, the speed of the brown spear can still match that of Wang Yong, but once Wang Yong uses bat wings, he is completely invincible, so Wang Yong did not take this battle too seriously from beginning to end.

However, Wang Yong's carelessness does not mean that the cultivators of Mu Country are not serious. Of course, they cannot be careless.

"Everyone, this blood demon is too difficult to deal with. If you have any ideas, use them quickly, otherwise I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish his words, but everyone already knew what he meant.

"Although we can use this battle formation, we can't fully exert its strength. It's a pity that Chen Daoshan used spear skills, but was killed by the demon first."

A voice sounded in everyone's ears again.

"Lu, can you do it? If not, change someone. Standing in the center of the formation and being played by the demon all the time!"

A disdainful voice sounded, and the Lu Jindan in the center of the formation turned around and saw that it was the man who had just been at odds with him who spoke.

"Hmph! You think you can do it? You should be the main formation person. Don't just say sarcastic words. We are all in the same boat now." Lu said.

Seeing this, Lu, the main formation's Jindan, felt a sense of frustration from being beaten by Wang Yong before. He stopped tolerating and glared at the man.

"Hmph! I'll do it. I'll show you my ability today." The man said immediately.

The Jindan cultivators looked at each other. They didn't say much because the two were the strongest in the team. Naturally, neither side would give in.

Then, the brown spear changed, and the sharp edge on it was restrained, and then it quietly floated in the air.

Wang Yong held his arms in front of his chest, looking at the quietly floating brown spear, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The brown spear now gave him a restrained feeling, like a poisonous snake in the dark, ready to attack and kill the enemy at any time.

"What's going on?" Although Wang Yong was somewhat puzzled, he did not underestimate this change at all.

Feeling a little uneasy in his heart, Wang Yong immediately decided to lead the attack.

His right arm was filled with blood mist, and the shadow of a bloody bull slowly appeared on it.

Wang Yong clenched his fist, and then swung it violently at the brown spear.

With a "moo~" sound, the bloody bull rushed out, carrying an unmatched might.

At this moment, some changes finally occurred on the brown spear, and a touch of green slowly emerged on it.

Then, the spear turned green, and then rushed towards the bloody bull.

A green dragon shadow appeared on the green spear, and then suddenly collided with the bloody bull.

"The spear came out like a dragon!" A thunderous roar sounded, and the green dragon twisted its body and slowly entangled the bloody bull.

The bloody bull swung its body and rushed through it, its horns soaring into the sky with amazing momentum.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Several explosions were heard in succession, and the green dragon opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the bloody bull fiercely.

The bloody bull raised its horns and crashed into the green dragon.

"Bang!" A wave spread, forcing Wang Yong to retreat a distance. After Wang Yong stood firm, a killing intention suddenly attacked him, and he saw a brown spear sweeping over, followed by thousands of troops.

"Sweep the thousands of troops!" It seemed that countless people were shouting, and their killing aura shook the earth.

Seeing this, Wang Yong's bloody willow leaves slowly emerged around him. Almost in the blink of an eye, the willow leaf storm had already firmly protected him.

"Bang!" The brown spear swept over fiercely.

"Ding Ding Ding" The willow leaf storm rotated at a high speed, blocking it out.

"Kill!" It seemed that a roar sounded in Wang Yong's soul sea. Wang Yong was slightly dazed, and then he quickly woke up.

"What!? How is this possible?" The Jindan-stage cultivator at the center of the brown spear inner battle formation looked surprised.

His move of sweeping thousands of troops was also effective against the soul, but now he was not at an advantage against Wang Yong.

The brown spear gradually weakened, and Wang Yong waved his hand and shouted: "Willow branches entangle!"

The brown spear wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The blood-colored willow leaves that were just spinning at high speed suddenly covered the brown spear, and thick willow branches tightly entangled it.

"Retreat quickly!"

"What are you doing!"

"No!!!"

"..."

The people who were smiling just now all looked terrified at this moment, looking at the blood-colored willow branches that were gradually attached to them in horror. The golden lines on the willow leaves were extremely eye-catching.

The cultivator in the main formation was also panicked at this moment. He tried his best to control the brown spear to retreat, and at this moment a pair of big hands held it tightly.

"Is this all you can do? If so, then stay here." Wang Yong's slightly gloomy voice sounded.

Sweeping the army made him dazed for a moment. If it weren't for his strong spiritual power, he would have suffered a great loss.

However, there is no if. Now the brown spear is firmly grasped in his hand, and it is covered with bloody willow branches.