The Daily Life of the Immortal King

If Er Ha is here, this scene must be very familiar. But the only difference is that Erha himself fell down at the beginning, but what Wang Ling released this time was a genuine spiritual pressure.

What kind of scene is this? The Dharma King and Luo Pang in the distance deeply felt the sense of horror that came from their hearts.

Under the female elder, there were hundreds of female disciples in the God Transformation stage. .

After that, in just two seconds, the group of female disciples fell like dominoes in pieces, and even their postures froze, as if they had fallen into a petrified state... They all stared blankly, It's all an expression that the ghost knows what just happened.

"What's the situation?" The female elder stood at a high place, her eyes narrowed into a gap. Among the large tracts of female disciples who were being overwhelmed by powerful spirits, she saw two female disciples with slightly larger skeletons standing on the ground. Among the crowds, they stood still like two mountains...

The female elder reacted as soon as Wang Ling's spiritual pressure dropped, but it was still a step too late. The scattered aura of body protection only protected the stupid apprentice beside him, and the rest of the inner female disciples were there. In an instant, the collective dogs were led.

"Yaxuan, what's going on?" The corners of the female elder's mouth twitched.

The squinting female cultivator touched her head: "This...this is a betrayal! Chi Guoguo's betrayal! Master, you really know the person and the face but don't know the heart, you say that the beauty and the discount usually like to pinch the face for plastic surgery. Thinking that the heart is so vicious, helping outsiders to hurt their own family..."

The elder woman in purple clasped her forehead and felt that her brain pain was unusual: "You didn't see that these were two men?"

"male?"

The squinting female cultivator was shocked by what her master asked, and then she began to carefully look at Wang Ling and the Thunder Throwing True Monarch. After a while, she shook her head and looked at her master innocently: "They With such a white face, how could it be a man?"

After speaking, the Yaxuan girl sighed: "Sure enough, all the lovely people are boys!"

The face of the purple-clothed female elder was already twitched, and the twisted pleats looked like steamed buns...

She has no intention of defending herself with this stupid apprentice.

At the other end of the high platform, His Holiness and Luo Fatty also recovered from their shock.

What is this situation?

Ling Zhenren and Thunder Throwing Zhenjun... also dressed as women?

"It seems that my inference is completely correct!" Luo Fatty couldn't help but chuckle. Seeing that Wang Ling adopted the same strategy as himself, by changing into the Taoist robes of these female disciples to deceive the sight of the Holy Array's tracking, Luo Fatty felt a deep sense of pride in his heart.

"It seems that this is the first time I have seen Ling Zhenren's attitude." His Holiness murmured, he was stunned inwardly. Ling Zhenren's face was originally very white, but now he has put on a veil, which is matched with the female Taoist clothes. The bra she wears really looks like a cute little girl from a distance, without any sense of disobedience...

The only fly in the ointment is Ling Zhenren's eyes.

This is the iconic dead fish eye of Ling Zhen, which can be seen basically when you get close. Unless the real person is deliberately hidden, these eyes are really too conspicuous.

"I feel like I have seen something remarkable." His Holiness stood in the distance, not daring to approach at all.

Fatty Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You said, will we be silenced?"

It always feels so dangerous!

The two looked at Wang Ling at a distance, Wang Ling pretended not to see the two of them, his face did not change color, and he did not leave a trace of embarrassment.

On the high platform, the female elder saw the powerful relationship here, stared at Wang Ling tightly, and sternly snorted: "It seems that you are the backbone of this intruder. If you kneel down and surrender now and shout Your Majesty, spare your life, maybe you still have a way to live."

"You guys are so brave, are you so arrogant as a dark faction now?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch chuckled. Since his identity has been exposed, he is not afraid at all: "I think the level of Immortal Mansion is what level, just like you, we can stab one to death with one finger!"

The female elder pursed her lips and was instantly furious. She snorted coldly and took a step, and the entire Yuntai Pavilion suddenly shook on the flat top. It exploded at the feet of Wang Ling.

This is a blow to Mawei, but it is extremely powerful. Once the power of the Sanxian level explodes under the feet, if it is not a monk in the early stage of spiritual transformation, the five internal organs will be ruptured immediately, the six internal organs will be broken, and the primordial spirit will be shaken.

However, Wang Ling's eyes were fixed on the mass of energy under the ground. After a while, he just rubbed his foot on the ground. As a result, the power was instantly intercepted halfway, and then turned into nothingness in an instant. Tranquility, even the shaking stopped, actually did not play the slightest role.

"what happened?"

The female elder was stunned, completely unaware of how her attack was resolved.

But at this moment, the squinting female cultivator's eyesight suddenly improved again: "Master, I just seemed to see the feet of the dead fish-eyed boy who looked as cute as a girl. Scratched on the ground a bit..."

The female elder in purple has no time to rant about the first half of the sentence. Her face is ugly... She just kicked, and Tamar is not dancing "The Time is Calling", that is a loose immortal level. The power of a kick!

Even if the other party reacts and fights back, shouldn't it also be stomping heavily and restricting each other's own strength?

Actually, just rubbing your feet on the ground will dissolve the energy...

The elder lady in purple opened her eyes wide, showing an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, the female elder felt a trace of fear in her heart.

Obviously, she did not fully understand the gap in strength.

What is a true master, even if it is just a small counterattack, he can be so calm... Just at this point, the female elder actually believes that she has lost in her heart.

Thinking of this, the female elder couldn't help but shed a few drops of cold sweat on her forehead.

"Master... can't you beat it?" the squinting female cultivator asked.

And what made the female elders feel the most humiliating was that at this time, there was still an idiot apprentice who was exposing his shortcomings... Why did he accept such a thing in the first place?

The corners of the female elder's mouth twitched. Since the beating was just a fact, there was nothing to admit.

At this time, the female elder actually felt so grateful to Wang Ling. Fortunately, the previous wave of spiritual pressure stunned the hundreds of inner disciples, otherwise, in front of the hundreds of disciples To lose face is to really lose face.

She was a dignified fairy, and the power of her kick was dissolved by a girl dressed as a girl rubbing her toe with the toe...

This fact is too cruel.

Therefore, the female elder completely understood that this group of people was here to deliberately cause trouble! Just now, the behavior of this young girl in women's clothing rubbing her feet on the ground can be summed up in one sentence: I just can't get in...

So, here comes the question...

At this time, a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in the female elder's heart... If this young man really stomped his foot just now, would he still be alive?