The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ling’s crazy output could be said to be as smooth as flowing water. The students from No. 60 high school and Whirlpool Emperor who hadn’t known anything about Wang Ling before were all dumbstruck, as if they had been dreaming, they couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

As expected of father..

Wang Muyu teleported himself to the top of the school building, which was an excellent place to watch the battle and had a wide field of vision.

At the same time, he was constantly observing this holy senior who had been beaten up like crazy.

It could only be said that the holy senior from the Holy clan was indeed a bit stronger than an ordinary immemorial. In terms of combat strength alone, Wang Muyu felt that this holy senior in front of him was much stronger than Jing Ze and Yan Yan from before.

In the end, he was still beaten up by Wang Ling so badly that he didn’t have any strength left to fight back.

But at the same time, Wang Muyu also knew that this wasn’t the end; each race had its own unique characteristics.

They knew very little about the saint clan. Apart from the fact that they had strange, swirling faces, there didn’t seem to be anything special about them.

He knew that although Wang Ling had beaten them up, since he hadn’t directly killed them, he still wanted to test out what else the saint clan had up its sleeve.

“I thought that Ling Zi wasn’t a normal person, but I didn’t expect him to be so cruel!”Super Chen was extremely excited. Although he hadn’t completely digested the truth about Wang Ling right now, he still felt a sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.

“Yeah.”Hero Guo nodded, as a good brother, he was also proud of Wang Ling. “We should have noticed it earlier. After all, not everyone can be like Wang Ling, who always scores average in exams... in fact, I also suspected that there was something wrong with Ling Zi. For example, he was able to win several large-scale competitions, which was very strange! “We’re clearly not strong either.”

At that moment, for the people of No. 60 High School, Wang Ling’s existence was as clear as the clouds and the Sun.

But for Wang Ling, this holy clan in front of him was still a mystery.

“He can’t beat you to death. Get Up and fight again. No matter what, we have to pull out a few of his teeth.”

It was at that moment that Wang Ling, Wang Muyu, and Lotus Sun heard a voice from the other shore. A huge golden eye opened from the depths of the universe, and its gaze pierced through layers of space, it actually directly entered this intrinsic spirit field.

Wang Ling noticed this strange gaze.

At the same time, he followed the line of sight that seemed to have come from the other side of the universe and saw the main body of the huge golden eye.

For a moment, his thoughts actually flew around.

This was because the appearance of this huge eye was very similar to the “Cosmic Eye”that he had obtained from the Outer God palace earlier. The Cosmic Eye was still in Wang Ling’s hands, and he injected a large amount of spirit energy into it every day.

However, the “Cosmic Eye”was like a baby that could never be fed. No matter how much energy Wang Ling poured into it, the bud never bloomed.

So Wang Ling wondered if there was something wrong with it.

In other words, there was another cosmic eye.

He had to collect both before they could resonate.

He had thought that it would be a long time before he could find any new clues on this matter, but he hadn’t expected to get new information from the Saint clan at this moment.

Wang Ling deliberately waited.

The Saint Lord, whose face was bruised and swollen, quickly stood up in a completely new manner.

He had a powerful self-healing ability, and could also shorten the duration of severe injuries.

Wang Ling couldn’t help praising this recovery method as much stronger than Bai Zhe’s back then.

“Ghost old six, try to get rid of him! If you can’t get rid of him, then cripple him. How can the reputation of our saint clan not fall into the hands of an Earthling?”

The members of the Holy clan from the other side of the universe were still instigating Wang Ling through the cosmic eye embryo in their hands. They were united against a common enemy, and looked as if they wanted nothing more than to skin Wang Ling alive.

Wang Ling looked up disinterestedly; he didn’t take these clowns seriously at all. Staring at the holy senior who had stood up again and was called ghost old six, he said indifferently, “Is that enough?”

Ghost Old Six’s face was gloomy, he looked at Wang Ling and said, “You’re too conceited! You’re actually soft-hearted in a fight? If you want to fight, you have to fight until the other party has no room to breathe! I admit that I underestimated you earlier, but we holy clan aren’t that easy to deal with.”

He snorted, and as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately stepped on the ground. Countless golden tentacles stretched out from the cracks in the ground and directly grabbed Wang Ling’s ankle.

Wang Ling frowned slightly.

It wasn’t that he was surprised by this method, but the instant the golden tentacles had tied up his ankles, Wang Ling had sensed through them that this holy senior possessed the bloodline power of a certain old ruler.

The Immortal Qi strips on his body mixed with the power of chaos had shaken off these golden tentacles. He had originally wanted to scare them back into the ground, but he hadn’t expected them to actually become more and more courageous as they fought.

More golden tentacles emerged from the ground, and many glazed scales condensed on them.

Wang Ling’s expression was cold as he directly grabbed one of the tentacles and peeled off the scales. In the end, he was once again stunned to find that the scales on the tentacles weren’t ordinary scales, but dragon scales..

This wasn’t the most ridiculous part.

The most ridiculous part was...

After Wang Ling pulled off this dragon scale, these golden tentacles seemed to have been stimulated again, and countless wings actually grew out of their bodies.

They were holy, sparkling, and extremely sharp. As they flapped their tentacles, these wings instantly turned into light blades that fell off the golden tentacles and surged toward Wang Ling in all directions.

In an instant, the place where Wang Ling was was bombarded on the spot. Smoke and dust rose up in all directions, and the land that had been poured down by the enormous spirit energy was red as if it had been scorched by the Sun.

“So Strong.”Lotus sun sighed in her heart.

After all, this was Wang Ling’s own intrinsic spirit field, and he could still be so impudent in an unfavorable environment. The Saint clan really couldn’t be underestimated.

”?”

But as the battle progressed, a question mark slowly emerged in Wang Ling’s heart.

He had thought of many possibilities for the saint clan, but he had never thought that it was actually a mixed-blood... or to put it bluntly in modern internet slang.

Good Man.

This race was the ultimate stitching monster!