The Daily Life of the Immortal King

100 million insurance...

Because of the limited pocket money, most children of Wang Ling's age can hardly imagine what a hundred million is. I only know that this is a huge sum of money!

Wang Ling sighed inwardly, why spend 100 million to buy insurance? Even if the ring is destroyed, as long as he spends a few million to provide raw materials, he can make more than a dozen more... That's... 100 million! How many crispy noodles can this buy? You can even open a noodle factory to produce and sell it yourself!

Wang Ling felt that this was a very extravagant and wasteful behavior!

Well, it's not right to do that!

One hundred million! pity pity...

But maybe, this is the boss.

After all, for the boss, 100 million is just a small goal.

On the other side, Elder Zuo Wu was fully prepared for a heroic sacrifice. In fact, this sky thunder did not do much damage to Xiaoyin. To be honest, it couldn't even hurt the avatar at all, and at most caused some extracutaneous damage. Moreover, even Little Silver's avatar actually has a very strong self-healing ability, and this skin damage can be recovered immediately.

Elder Zuo Wu held the Tiangang Thunder in his hand, with a determined face, and a posture of preparing to die heroically, just like the anti-yang heroes of Huaxiu Nation for thousands of years... Xiaoyin has been watching Huaxiu Nation's domestic TV series recently, Thousands of years ago, when Sun Island invaded Huaxiu Nation, there were countless domestic anti-Yang heroes. When the Yang devils rushed to the battlefield, many anti-Yang heroes held grenades and died heroically! He has become a national hero praised and admired by people.

But at this moment, the sense of determination revealed in Elder Zuo Wu's eyes, Xiao Yin felt that it was almost the same as the one seen in the TV series, which was too vivid!

Elder Zuo Wu should have the talent to be an actor, right?

Little Yin was thinking wildly in his mind, when he saw a big hand protruding from nothingness...

—Hand of God!

This is the hand of MASTER!

MASTER sent over the ring of the Thunder-Throwing Senior Immortal!

Suddenly Xiaoyin was very excited, he felt that this hand was very beautiful, with clear and flawless finger bones, just like an extremely exquisite jade porcelain artwork!

Looking at the hands, Xiaoyin was slightly distracted, and then he couldn't help swallowing... For some reason, he actually had the urge to lick it!

Now, Little Silver is looking forward to the day when MASTER connects his collar with a rope and leads him to the street for a walk.

What a beautiful picture it is to be led for a walk by such a beautiful pair of hands!

Just as he was thinking, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's soul-suppressing ring had already been sent to Elder Zuo Wu. This was the second time Elder Zuo Wu saw Wang Ling's hand, and he was so frightened that he was out of his wits.

"Go away! I, Zuo Wu, is going to die today, and I'm going to hold you back!" As he spoke, Elder Zuo Wu squeezed the beads in his hand, and Tiangang Thunder exploded on the spot, and the huge thunderclap exploded the entire underground supermarket , Directly smash this place into ashes.

The power of Tiangang Thunder is very powerful. If it is detonated here, the whole building will be blown through.

However, Wang Ling's God's Hand happened to be here, and it wiped away the powerful aftermath of the explosion, making the situation not look so serious.

On the monitor above the floor, President Bai and Elder Ji Xing stood up. At the moment of the explosion, the Eye of Nothingness was also destroyed, and the screen on the monitor turned into a snowflake.

The Tiangang Thunder had indeed detonated, and they all felt that the apartment building had just trembled, but theoretically, the power of the Tiangang Thunder was enough to collapse the entire building.

"The person behind it must have shot again."

President Bai squinted his eyes. Since the opponent has the kind of powerful strength that can tear apart the space layer, it can be said that it is more than enough to withstand the aftermath of this level of explosion in President Bai's estimation.

"kindness."

Elder Ji Xing nodded, then quickly closed his eyes, felt it a little, and then smiled jokingly: "But even so, the other party can't stop the death of Elder Zuo Wu. Everything is as President Bai expected. Elder Wu's aura has disappeared, and he died a bit tragically."

President Bai took a deep look at his feet, showing an expression that the overall situation was settled: "Okay, let's go."

As soon as he turned around, Elder Ji Xing came to his side, and the small black umbrella floating in the void behind him suddenly spun, and then slowly enlarged, covering the tops of the two of them and falling a black light.

Finally, disappear.

...

About two or three minutes after President Bai left, Elder Zuo Wu, who had been blown into a ball of ashes by the Tiangang thunder, made a painful voice in the haze: "Damn it! It hurts..."

Only then did he know that it was such a painful thing to be blasted by a thunder, it was really painful! My whole body feels like it's being torn apart...

Emmmm... wait!

He seems to have cracked now!

But why is it still conscious?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be this...

The destructive power of Tiangang Lei is huge. Once the body is damaged, even the soul will be blown away by the power of the aftermath of Tiangang Lei. Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to be conscious!

Could it be that another kind of supernatural phenomenon caused by my obsession is too deep, turning myself into an earth-bound spirit?

This unexpected incident shocked Elder Zuo Wu's heart... because it was beyond the scope of Elder Zuo Wu's consideration. He is dead, but he doesn't seem to be dead. Although he can't move yet, the scene in front of him is frozen in the supermarket that has been blown into ruins. The most important thing is that the silver-haired young man is still standing in front of him. , never left.

The sky thunder just now, at such a close range, did not cause the slightest damage to the silver-haired young man... Elder Zuo Wu felt that he had used a bloody and stupid way of suicide.

what is happening?

Elder Zuowu didn't understand the situation at all, he only saw the sand particles floating in the nearby void, accompanied by the flesh foam, being reorganized little by little.

Elder Zuo Wu: "???"

Immediately afterwards, an incredible scene happened.

Elder Zuo Wu, who had already been wiped out with the thunder of Tiangang, found that his physical body was being reshaped little by little. Every hair was exactly the same as the one he had restored when he was alive. back to normal! And what shocked Elder Zuo Wu the most was that the cassock that should have been blown up on his body was also restored along with it.

At this moment, Elder Zuo Wu realized that he was not dead... probably driven by some kind of power, he was revived again!

Xiaoyin slowly walked towards Elder Zuowu, and took back the soul-suppressing ring that was on the ground. Although the sky thunder was fierce, the soul-suppressing ring was an anti-world magic weapon, and it couldn't hurt the soul-suppressing ring at all.

Xiaoyin took out the wet wipes from his pocket, wiped the inside and outside of the soul-suppressing ring, and then watched Elder Zuo Wu's body gradually recovering, couldn't help but stare at Elder Zuo Wu and smiled slightly: "The one you just blew up. It should be very painful, right? If you don’t believe in evil, you can blow it up a few more times, anyway, you won’t die!”

Elder Zuo Wu: "..."