The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The palm strength of the Holy Beast King was naturally unquestionable, this grasp was just a temptation, Zhuo Yi stood in the front alone, struggling to withstand the strong wind pressure caused by this palm falling.

The result was no surprise.

Just when the palm of the Holy Beast King was about to approach Zhuo Yi, a golden light was released from the autumn clothes and trousers that Zhuo Wei was wearing, and the palm of the Holy Beast King bounced away.

The holy beast king frowned and glanced at his palm.

The golden light made his mouth numb, and he felt the pain of being rubbed with chili oil on his palm. Although it was not a severe pain, it was very persistent, as if it was a warning, telling him not to try to get close to it.

That's right...

This is the breath of heaven...

The Holy Beast King narrowed his eyes, and did not choose to attack again, but looked at Zhuo Yi in front of him deeply: "Who are you?" At the same time, he also noticed Xiaoyin in the crowd, although Xiaoyin was still in human form However, the strong holy beast blood aura emanating from Little Silver made the Holy Beast King confident that he would never smell it wrong.

There is actually a living holy beast...

King Rakshasa's face was cloudy and cloudy, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sadness or joy.

"I'm sorry for interrupting Lord Beastmaster's game, but the purpose of our trip is to have a good talk with Lord Beastmaster," Wang Ming said.

"There is nothing to talk about. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave over there and don't disturb my game." King Raksha directly refused.

"It seems that Lord Beastmaster is worried about something." Wang Ming said again.

King Rakshasa turned his face away, looked at Wang Ming, and raised his eyelids with great interest.

He could tell that this was just a human being, and he didn't smell of spiritual power at all, but he could barely guess what he was thinking.

"You can read minds?" King Rakshasa was dubious.

Wang Ming smiled: "Of course."

He thought to himself that this is simply nonsense... Now that they sneaked into the Beastmaster's game world, it was tantamount to invading his spirit, so Wang Ming was able to explore some shallow memories of the Beastmaster through his spirit.

King Rakshasa has retreated for thousands of years since the holy beast was extinct. He has no idea that the combination of cultivation and science in the outside world has been able to achieve such an unfathomable level.

But this is Wang Ming.

The scientific magic artifacts made by ordinary people may not have such practical effects as Wang Ming.

King Rakshasa became more interested in Wang Ming, and seemed to be more patient: "Then what do you guys want to know?"

"What we want to know, Lord Beastmaster knows very well."

Wang Ming quickly responded: "Looking at the expression of the Lord Beastmaster, he should have noticed that there is still a surviving holy beast in our queue. Doesn't the Lord Beastmaster want to say something?"

"However, I didn't expect that in the catastrophe that year, there would be missing and surviving holy beasts. The silver-horned beast family, I remember this should be the last family that became extinct back then, and now there are still remnants. This year, someone has finally offered incense to the grave of the Silver Horn Beast Clan."

Little Silver: "..."

However, after mentioning what happened that year, King Rakshasa's expression became a little ugly: "I know you want to ask the specific reasons for the extinction of the holy beasts, but this matter, no matter who takes action, there is nothing you can do... My holy beast clan This catastrophe is doomed, inevitable."

Sure enough, it is not as simple as imagined...

Hearing what King Rakshasa said, several people in the field were thinking in their hearts.

In the outside world, the most official conclusion at present is that President Bai instigated rumors back then, falsely claiming that the blood of the holy beast and the heart of the holy beast have powerful nourishing effects, which can help practitioners comprehend the power of heaven.

So in that year, the holy beast was hunted and killed on a large scale.

Chairman Bai also took advantage of this chaos to achieve his goal and created a powerful space magic weapon called "The Promise Umbrella".

Judging from King Rakshasa's tone, King Rakshasa should have known that the holy beast clan would be wiped out a long time ago, but maybe for some reason, he couldn't take action to stop it...

That's how I locked myself into the game.

Wang Ming guessed that Qin Lang only knew a little about this matter.

The reason why Rakshasa closed himself in this game was because of another reason, not just being autistic or escaping from reality and not wanting to come out.

"Fate cannot be violated, disobedience to the way of heaven will never end well." After a long time, Rakshasa King let out a long sigh.

"For a long time, Master Beastmaster has been thinking of a solution by himself. If he can share his thoughts with us, there may not be a good result." Wang Ming comforted.

Fate cannot be violated, and the way of heaven cannot be violated...

Wang Ling had told him about this a long time ago.

Although he has never really been in contact with the Dao of Heaven, Wang Ming's understanding of the Dao of Heaven is actually no less than that of a true cultivator.

Although the way of heaven is terrible, it is true.

but.

He has Wang Ling!

King Rakshasa glanced at Wang Ming, and then he stared at the void with his holy pupils, and a crack opened out of thin air. A box of colorful colored glaze was slowly spit out from the crack.

"This is?" Wang Ming frowned.

Wang Ling No. 1 on his body told him that this box was very dangerous!

"Heavenly Treasure Box."

The Rakshasa King said: "Back then, the Holy Beast Clan was bound to be extinct, and that senior who handed the box to me told me."

"Has anyone ever looked for Lord Beastmaster?"

"That's right." King Rakshasa nodded, "That senior is extremely powerful...and I'm not in the same dimension at all."

These words stunned everyone here.

Strength that is not in the same dimension...

Now the strongest realm in the outside world is the Ninth Rank True Immortal.

And the next step up is the Immortal Venerable.

The strength of the Holy Beast King is equal to that of the Immortal Venerable...

If the strength of the person who gave the Holy Beast King the Heavenly Way Treasure Box is even higher... It seems that this is indeed a master!

However, regarding the reaction of Wang Ming and others, King Rakshasa was a little speechless.

This group of people, who are obviously low-strength novices, didn't even have any fluctuations after hearing their own statements?

That's a superpower far beyond the level of Xianzun...

"I said that this person's strength is not in the same dimension as mine. Don't you guys be surprised?" King Rakshasa was really surprised this time. Maybe he ran into a group of fools?

"oh……"

Wang Ming and the others nodded cooperatively, without the slightest turmoil on their faces: "If it's really like what Lord Beastmaster said, it's really shocking! It's scary!"

Rakshasa King: "..."

After all, several people here have seen Wang Ling's extraordinary ability.

So when King Rakshasa stated the past of the mighty man, he was already calm as usual...

King Rakshasa rubbed his head and felt a little headache: "Back then, that senior told me that the extinction of holy beasts is an inevitable path, and it cannot be changed. The only thing that can be done is to restore it. He gave me this treasure box of heaven, Tell me... as long as the secret of this Heavenly Dao Treasure Box can be solved, the Holy Beast Race may still be revived after being extinct. I have been silent in this game for these years, just in line with the knowledge of my predecessors. Find the code to unlock the treasure box."

"Can't it be destroyed by force?" Wang Ming asked.