The Daily Life of the Immortal King

When Jingke was attached to his body, Thunder Throwing True Monarch was not without feeling. At that moment, he almost had the illusion that he shared a body with the big brother... That feeling was very strange, and it was difficult to describe in detail in words. .

Anyway, I just feel that I have become stronger!

Through this incident, Thunder Throwing True Monarch has a new sublimation of the definition of "strong"... It turns out that in this world, even if you remain bald, you can still become stronger! As long as you hold the big guy in your hand, you have nothing to fear!

When finally Jingke was attached to his body and sacrificed the "World Destruction Sword", Thunder Throwing True Monarch was shocked by the effect of this sword.

The highest profound meaning in the art of kendo is comparable to a blow from heaven... Who can bear it?

Although this was not performed by his own strength, the Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt that he could use his own body to display such heaven-defying swordsmanship in his lifetime, even at the cost of his life. Because in theory, the profound meaning of kendo, such as the "Sword of Destruction", was originally not part of his achievements in life...

Therefore, for the battle just now, Thunder Throwing True Monarch still has a feeling of endless aftertaste.

Many people rarely encounter an opportunity like this kind of boss to fight, but once they hit it, they will definitely benefit a lot.

Originally, in terms of swordsmanship, Thunder Throwing True Monarch was only a minor. His major and specialization were actually hidden weapons and physical arts.

But this time, Jingke attached himself to his body and performed a crazy operation at the level of a boss... Even if he has left his body now, the memory is still there.

This memory, if you go back and study it carefully, it will be of great help to improve your swordsmanship.

And it is very likely that in a short period of time, his proficiency and various skills in kendo will even surpass that of hidden weapons and physical arts.

In the case of equal strength, hidden weapons are indeed a good means on the one hand, they can attack and retreat and defend, and they can even have unexpected effects in the battle situation.

But if it is in a situation where the realm is crushing like today, these few thunders of his own are simply not enough to see.

This is the limitation of using hidden weapons...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch stood on the edge of the deep pit, rubbing his chin and thinking deeply.

Post-war summary is necessary!

Now in this peaceful age, where did so many fights come from for them?

After that, the scene in front of them dissipated, and the two master and servant who were originally in the deep pit reappeared on the ground of the real world while maintaining the posture of stacking Arhats.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch knew that Wang Ling had already canceled the inherent spiritual realm.

He looked around and found that the location was quite remote... it was on the edge of the mountain ring road in the suburbs.

They had a fight in such a place before...

Fortunately, there are few people here, and where the Evil Sword God had been before, all the electronic devices were destroyed by the evil sword energy.

Wang Ling has already sent a text message to Zhuo Yi. At this moment, Zhuo Yi is on his way, and the Thunder Throwing True Monarch is waiting on the road around the mountain in this suburb, waiting for the aftermath...

In about a dozen seconds, the skeleton sword spirit of the Heaven Poundering Sword disappeared. After the battle just now, the spirit energy of the sword spirit was exhausted, and it was no longer possible to maintain the state of emptiness.

As for the Evil Sword God, Thunder Throwing True Monarch did not have the slightest worry.

He has already been deprived of all kendo power by the World Extinguishing Sword, and for a long, long time to come, the effect of the World Extinguishing Sword's Spirit Sealing will continue to bless the Evil Sword God...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch turned around and clenched his fists to Wang Ling to thank him: "Brother Ling, I'm thankful for you this time..."

However, before he finished speaking, Wang Ling's figure turned into a breeze and disappeared...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "???"

At this time, a figure approached not far away, and the Thunder Throwing True Monarch stared in that direction with joy in his heart.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "Brother Erha, why are you?"

Er Ha replied: "My master is reviewing, let me come over and take a look. This place is too far. I smelled your scent and searched for a while before I found it."

"review?"

Thunder Throwing Zhenjun was stunned: "The previous one was..."

Erha: "Of course it's my master's avatar!"

"..."

Thunder Throwing True Monarch True Monarch couldn't help wiping away his sweat.

This is too brutal... Although, the Evil Sword God was defeated by the last sword of destruction.

But Wang Ling's two slaps were genuine...

Just an avatar...

The life of being able to beat the evil sword god with just a slap can't be taken care of...

He also activated the inherent spiritual realm by the way...

The most abnormal looking person beside him is indeed Brother Ling!

terrible……

Er Ha glanced at the evil sword god lying on the ground with a corpse, and felt some horror in his heart.

Before it was on the way, it was a picture seen through the contract ability of "spiritual pet contract" to share vision.

Then... it saw a great sword of light inserted into the head of the evil sword god...

Death Sword...

Being able to be plugged into this skill once this year, Erha felt that a kendo madman like Evil Sword God should be able to rest his eyes even if he died.

Er Ha sighed and looked around: "Tsk, it's a bit dark around here..." And the location is a little remote, it's a little worried about whether Zhuo Yi can find it smoothly.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch glanced at Erha: "It's alright... Although before, when this evil sword attacked, the nearby electronic products were destroyed. But now, Erha, you are here, just fine. for lighting."

Two clam: "???"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "Could it be that Brother Erha didn't find it?"

Erha: "What did you find?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "Your dog hair is fluorescent!"

Two clam: "..."

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At the same time, about half an hour after the incident, Zhuo Yi had already arrived at the location of the Thunder Throwing True Monarch.

The street lights near the Huanshan Highway have all been destroyed. Looking around, it is simply a piece of Wuyangyang.

In fact, as early as about two hours ago, the alarm center in Songhai City has received large-scale reports from the public one after another.

Claims that there is a massive power outage in the area where he lives and that all electronics are out of order.

At that time, Zhuo Yi already had some bad premonitions.

And after that, there was another report calling claiming that someone was throwing smoke bombs in the high sky of Songhai City, and the distance was covered by rolling mist. Although these mists were thrown out in the suburbs, it was still quite handled. Trouble... Because I don't know the specific composition of the fog, the traffic police patrolling in the air didn't dare to approach.

At present, this foggy area has been blocked, no one is allowed to approach, and expedited dispersal processing is being done.

On the big night, Zhuoyi's circle of friends was very lively. Director Liang of Songhai No. 1 Prison, as well as the director and deputy director of the Cultivation Police Department in various districts, complained one after another...

While Zhuo Yi was comforting in his circle of friends, he was speculating on the other.

This series of reactions this evening, he speculates, may be related to the same thing...

Since he has experienced several major events, Zhuo Yi seems to have sensed it in advance every time a major event is about to happen.

This feeling has been coming back since this morning! And it's very strong!

So that night, in the General Office of the Hundred Schools in Songhai City, Zhuo Yi sat in the office, quietly watching the movement in the circle of friends, and did not get off work for a long time.

And sure enough, not long after this series of whistleblowing calls...

He saw a text message from Master Wang Ling.