The Daily Life of the Immortal King

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The extremely powerful sword light, with a spirituality that relieves all pressure, suddenly formed a kind of confrontation with the grievances in the supreme world.

The grave god was shocked by the scene before him. He didn’t expect a tear of Wang Nuan to reverse the situation at a critical moment.

In the waiting room, Wang Ling watched the battle remotely while sharing the scene in Wang Ming’s mind.

Both big brothers are closely watching the development of the battle.

“Has Leng Ming come out…so that’s how it is…” The moment when the green grass appeared, Wang Ming felt relaxed.

He is thinking about a question in his mind.

Wang Ling is the Immortal King, so Wang Nuan is the fairy sister.

Then, A Nuan’s tears are legendary…sister juice!

“…” Wang Ling’s mouth twitched.

Pretend you haven’t heard anything.

The appearance of Leng Ming was expected by Wang Ling, because originally Leng Ming had a savior’s mechanism. Normally, it may be the blood of the sword owner to trigger this effect similar to the “Savior’s Spirit Blade”.

This is a default rule of all Sword Spirits produced in the Sword King world. As long as the sword master is determined to be necessary, the Sword Spirit will definitely appear.

But Wang Ling didn’t want Wang Nuan to hurt him.

For Wang Nuan, this rule was forcibly modified. As long as a single tear, this protective effect can be triggered.

The highest world, along with the green sword light of Leng Mingcui, this place full of desolation and silence seems to be rejuvenated with new vitality.

The grave god was surprised. He originally didn’t at all put Leng Ming in his eyes.

It was just a small grass tomb, not worthy of his surprise.

However, when Leng Ming appeared at this moment, the grave god had to admit that he was amazed by the growth of this grass.

Leng Ming, who was born out of the sky, seems to have just gone through a special training. He is obviously a child’s body, but his body is obviously stronger than before, and it seems to be quite high.

He is wearing a gray-green training suit with a strap around his waist. The whole body is full of agility, like an elf living in the forest.

When the sword energy surged, Leng Ming’s hair naturally floated, exuding a spirituality.

With Lengming as the center, this barren ancient mountain was instantly covered with green grass.

Wildfire is endless, Then The Spring Breeze Will Blow And Give Life To It Once More.

These little grasses have unimaginable resilience. They are constantly being destroyed and revived in this supreme world full of resentment…

“Can grow up to this point.”

When the Sword King world was in chaos, the grave god clearly remembered Leng Ming’s appearance at that time.

I can only say that the changes brought about now are too great.

“Hugh is impudent in this Majesty’s supreme world.”

The grave god became angry, and the bare ancient mountain in front of him became an oasis in a blink of an eye.

It made him feel extra glare.

Seeing these dying and resurrecting grasses spread out like geckos, the grave gods burst out with their final power!

Ten% of the highest world pressure!

All strikes, go down!

Suddenly, the wailing of this world became louder, mournful mournful scream, painful groans one after another, with a scream of heaven collapse.

The billowing black air rushed from the distant horizon, causing this piece of supreme world to fall into unprecedented depression.

When these black spirits approach, they transform into people of different colors, and their scarlet eyes exude rays of light like Netherworld Hell.

They are all eternal powerhouses that were once killed by the grave gods. Now they are all mobilized by the supreme world to take out and become a legion of undead.

Stepping on the black cloud, the all-black armor of the undead is so abrupt, making Heaven and Earth tremble.

The vast army of undead rushed from afar, and besieged the green ancient mountain where Wang Nuan was.

Underneath is a blackened piece.

Wang Nuan’s ancient mountain is now the only oasis, like the last light in this world that will be covered by endless darkness.

“Don’t be afraid, I will protect you!” Leng Ming was slightly frowned, stretched out her strong little arm to block the warm girl behind her, her small body turned out to be like a giant at this moment.

The first battle after cultivation came back was such a situation, which was also a test for Leng Ming himself.

But he is not at all scared by the hell scene before him.

Rather, I kept thinking about the fighting skills taught by my Master and his wife when they gave me special training.

At the same time, he is also measuring the difference in combat power between himself and the grave god.

This is the supreme world of the grave god, in this world, the grave god can do everything he wants to do.

“You can’t postpone here, you have to find a way to split the world.”

So, after serious thinking, Leng Ming said.

This made the grave god laugh on the spot, clutching his stomach, as if he heard the funniest joke in the ages: “Do you think this Majesty’s supreme world is a watermelon? Just hack it? Don’t forget, you Just a piece of grass.”

“Shut up! How do you know if you don’t chop it.” Leng Ming’s fighting mood was extremely high, and he refused to give up easily.

bang!

At this moment, the undead Legion in the distance is closer, and the deep killing breath of the blood sea swept in, and it was covered with a devastating oppression force grandiose.

This is an unimaginable deterrent.

Leng Ming was deeply shocked by the powerful fluctuations.

Leng Ming has never felt the pressure of this level. Even when he was accepting the mixed doubles of Jing Ke and Bai Jiao, the pressure seemed not as great as before.

“Do you feel the gap.” At this moment, the grave god slowly probed his hand, curled his fingers, and slowly closed his palm. Every inch of force increased, this energy fluctuation became stronger.

As if there is never an end.

Leng Ming began to get nervous, but he still insisted.

He came to protect Wang Nuan, but also to show the results of his special training, not wanting to shame his Master.

“Hey.”

At this moment, Wang Nuan slowly crawled over and lay on Leng Ming’s back.

The soft touch with a baby’s milk scent made Leng Ming’s face flushed: “A Nuan…”

At this moment, Leng Ming felt a sense of relief.

Not only Leng Ming, Wang Nuan also feels the same.

Because of the appearance of Leng Ming, the world pressure brought by the Supreme World is equivalent to being divided into two shares.

Wang Nuan and Leng Ming, at this time, the master and servant spread the pressure of the world equally, and they have become each other’s salvation.

Wang Nuan said nothing, like a soft plaster, firmly holding Leng Ming’s neck.

At the next moment, the little girl’s eyes began to sharpen.

Leng Ming knew instantly.

The real counterattack is about to begin!

Although Nuan Girl is just born, her strategic thinking is very clear.

She blessed the power of her shadow path on Leng Ming, and for an instant, the green grass that was spreading all around began to spread out at a rapid speed…