The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ling looked up at the sky, the black and red jacket on his body danced wildly with the wind pressure, the collar of the jacket was open, and the clear collarbone and clear lines of the boy could be clearly seen.

To Yinma, this body looks thinner and thinner than any body he has ever seen before, but the spiritual energy contained in this body is shocking even to it.

Just a mere human cultivator, under the dual blessing of his inherent spiritual realm and the core array pattern, the power of psychic energy has reached saturation... It is impossible to compete with it.

Silver Horse can no longer describe this strange feeling in words. This is the first time that it feels that it is not facing a human race cultivator, but is single-handedly taking on the entire world...

Heaven's Chosen Son, does such a person really exist...

At the moment when it turned into a fireball meteor, the silver warhorse thought deeply in his heart.

At this moment, the inherent spiritual realm was shaking, and the silver warhorse fell from the sky towards Wang Ling. At the moment of landing the sign, the silver warhorse didn't even know that the ending would be a god horse... Because after the previous two waves The confrontation, the facts have told it time and time again, the young man in front of him cannot be saved by common sense.

TO-BE, OR-NOT-TO-BE, do...or not, hit or not hit...

In the second before falling to the ground, the silver warhorse felt that this philosophical theory was like Schrödinger's cat, and it could only be known by doing it.

Wang Ling stared at this round of fireballs in the sky that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and took a deep breath. Even he had to admit that this round of offensive offensive was very fierce. If he was hit without protection, the consequences would be very serious. serious.

Under such a fierce offensive, the usual choice is to defend with all strength, but doing so now will lead to an even more dangerous situation.

And Yinma's previous theory of hurting the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred by himself was also calculated based on the theory of Wang Ling's full-strength defense. Since ancient times, those who have been sanctified in the flesh have been arrogant, and they always like to run amok relying on their golden bodies.

However, Yinma ignored Wang Ling's own choice.

For Wang Ling, even if he possesses the power to sanctify the flesh, the best defense is actually to attack.

Therefore, when the silver war horse turned into a meteor and fell, Wang Ling's right fist was also gathering strength.

One punch!

There was a loud bang in the inherent spiritual realm!

Thunder Throwing Zhenjun and the others seemed to see an invisible steel cannon with a radius of 30 meters of warhead shot out directly from Wang Ling, and the strong recoil force caused the ground behind to collapse directly.

The wind pressure of this punch was just close to the silver warhorse, and the silver horse began to vomit blood in mid-air. If the battle armor on the body had not absorbed the quantitative damage caused by this wind pressure, it would have been taken by the dog at this time. .

However, as a holy beast, even so, it still maintains its arrogance and makes a final dive towards Wang Ling.

However, in Wang Ling's view, all this was meaningless at all.

Behind the silver war horse, the female elder in purple and the squinting female cultivator watched helplessly as the silver war horse turned into a bolide, which was intercepted from the sky by Wang Ling's punch, and then fell tragically to one side... …

Stuck on the ground...

At this moment, Wang Ling couldn't help but want to recite a poem.

—And then... I died, and even the feathers rotted in the ground...

why are there tears in my eyes...

Because, my deep love for this earth...

...

...

"Master, Uncle Feifei...Did you lose?" the squinting female cultivator sucked her fingers and asked.

The purple-clothed female elder's face twitched, and before she had time to knock her stupid apprentice's head, the boy's punch like a steel cannon had already slammed into the Lingbi of the inherent spiritual realm, and there were endless cracks around it. It spread like a spider web in an instant...

"not good!"

The female elder was shocked, but it was too late. The silver warhorse was seriously injured, and the spiritual key to them, master and apprentice, was useless.

Therefore, at the moment when the Lingbi shattered, both of them were sucked out at the same time, thrown heavily by the impact of the spiritual realm, and then smashed onto the flat-topped ground of Yuntai Pavilion.

On the other hand, the inherent spiritual realm was destroyed, and Wang Ling and others also retreated.

The golden light of the protective body perfectly blocked the impact when the inherent spiritual realm was broken, so that they fell firmly on the ground.

The silver warhorse vomited blood and fell to the side of the platform with its neck crooked.

Wang Ling stared at the silver horse and sighed inwardly. Its eyes were stubborn, full of unyielding and anger, and wanted to get up again.

Wang Ling raised his foot and was thinking about whether to step on it again and make up for the last knife, but the Thunder Throwing True Monarch drank him at once: "Brother Ling... be merciful, although the holy beast is no longer visible, But if it exists, it is also a national-level protected animal."

Oh……

It turned out to be a national protected animal.

Wang Ling thought for a while, and finally withdrew his feet under the sweat of the war horse.

If the foot just stepped on it, the silver warhorse can already imagine the ending. Now, although its sacred beast heart has suffered trauma and is bleeding, it has not been completely destroyed after all. With an injury as serious as this, just give it five days... no, three days! fully recovered!

If it is a normal spirit beast, even if it is a rank 1 spirit beast, under such heavy damage, if there is no means of healing to keep up, all you can do is wait to die.

Powerful vitality, this is the reason why holy beasts can be called holy beasts. It is also one of the main reasons for the extinction of holy beasts.

In those years, in order to pursue the way of heaven and seek immortality, the cultivators did not fight less for the heart of the holy beast, and even caused a world war for the heart of a beast. However, modern comprehension and science have shown that the reason why the heart of the holy beast is strong is because the blood structure of the holy beast is different.

In other words, the reason why the beast heart of the holy beast can function is because the beast heart can function in the body of the holy beast. Once the beast's heart is taken out, this thing is just a nutrient for laxatives.

At this moment, the silver warhorse, which was panting with its head tilted to the ground, has lost all of its previous arrogance. It was full of hatred for the human race monks, and the reason why it chose to cooperate with Xianfu was purely for revenge. Therefore, even Palace Master Xianfu would not take it seriously.

But just now, after fighting with Wang Ling a few times... the silver warhorse has already noticed that the human cultivator in front of him is completely different from everyone he has seen before!

Therefore, when Wang Ling approached him, it felt a strong fear... This was also the first time it felt fear.

Everything is back to the same old question.

"You... Who the hell are you..." The silver warhorse fell to the ground and asked feebly, with panic in his tone.

Wang Ling felt that this question would be asked every time by the side that fought against him and lost.

But today, Wang Ling was ready.

With a flick of his hand, an aura flashed by, and he took out a brown book.

The silver warhorse smiled weakly: "You want to take advantage of my weakness and use the code to subdue me?"

Later, Yinma found that he thought too much...

Wang Ling put the brown book in front of it.

Yinma was surprised to find that this was actually a student ID card...

Silver Warhorse: "..."