The Daily Life of the Immortal King

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In a green ocean, the grave god is as small as a grain of sand. It is hard to imagine that this is happening in the highest world of the grave god himself.

He thought he could be invincible in the highest world, but he didn’t expect to be backlashed by two children.

Such extraordinary shame and humiliation.

The grave god has never experienced it.

He struggled in the green sea, looking painful.

Leng Ming manipulated Yizhang sword energy to slowly cut across from the front, dividing the ocean, and at the same time approaching like his body.

The grave god pupil light showed a terrified look, because he suddenly realized that he couldn’t move anymore, and the green sword energy around his body seemed to grow numerous hands to hold his body firmly.

“Guillotine…” The grave god thought of something instantly, and his pupils dilated instantly.

hearing this, Leng Ming couldn’t help but ponder.

In the end, it is an eternal living fossil, and the experience is indeed much broader than that of many people.

This move is called “Green Grass Guillotine”, full name: “Green Grass Guillotine”.

is a spell tailored by his wife, White Sheath, according to his own characteristics.

It is said that the inspiration that the teacher found in a certain game was originally called “Noxus Guillotine.”

All Spirit Swords have their signature sword skills derived from their own characteristics.

Like his Master Jing Ke, his signature sword skill is the “World Destruction Sword”.

The green grass guillotine in front of me is the sign that White Sheath has shaped for Leng Ming.

Leng Ming never thought that he had just learned it and used it in actual combat.

At this time, the vast green sea formed by sword energy has firmly wrapped this supreme world, and at the same time restrained the actions of the grave god.

The grass guillotine has been created.

Neither the body nor the soul can actively escape.

This is a certain death situation.

bang!

Accompanied by countless undead Legion who were purified at the same time and stepped into the rebirth cycle, the previous green sword energy that was slowly approaching in the ocean was pressed down at the same time, slashing towards the body of the grave god.

Only a moment.

The body of the grave god was divided into two by a green light, Chaos Energy gushing out from his body.

His energy within the body is amazing.

Leng Ming felt like he had hit a big furnace about to explode.

Soon, the cut tomb god had a big explosion, and a huge mushroom cloud rose up centered on the tomb god.

The air waves of the explosion stretched millions and millions li, as if spreading far away.

“Is it all over.” Leng Ming looked at the scene in front of him, relaxing secretly.

He can indeed feel that the breath of the grave god has disappeared.

A generation of Universe level characters, the existence of the living fossil level of the ages, and the collapse of the supreme world, disappeared together, which really makes people feel unreal.

At the same time, the other side.

After the breath of the grave god disappeared, many parties sensed this at the same time.

In the infinite galaxy, the monk of the Golden Lantern is receiving the treatment of the crisp noodles.

He was hurt so badly, Wang Ling was a little worried, so he appointed Crispy Noodles to take a look.

When he arrived at the scene, the monk was covered in blood, and he didn’t even have the energy to use the Buddha’s fire in the past.

Fortunately, Mr. Crispy Noodles arrived in time.

“There is a master of labor.” Jin Deng felt infinitely in his heart.

In front of the tomb god at the peak period, the monk found that there was nothing left to fight back, and he still lacked too much.

After that, you must pay close attention to cultivation.

“It’s okay.”

The crunchy noodles Daojun showed a soft smile, his palm was concealed with aura, covering the monk.

In fact, he just passed his psychic energy within the body to the monk, acting as a power bank like Wang Nuan.

After receiving enough power, the monk himself has the ability to recover from his injuries.

“His breath is really gone.” At this moment, the monk raised his head and looked towards a certain direction.

That is the position of the highest world of the grave god.

As the old friend of until now, the death of the grave god reminded the monk a lot of things for a while.

It’s not that I feel pitiful for him, I just feel a little weird.

He always felt that Old Guy did not seem to be killed so easily.

In the astrolabe, Hui and Peng Xiren, who are tightly connected by the monk and unable to withdraw, also feel the fact that the spirit of the tomb has disappeared.

“He died…” Peng Xiren’s eyes were full of tears: “Fuck! Why did he die!”

“Why are you crying? Don’t be embarrassed.” He swept away Peng Xiren distractedly.

Peng Xi was so popular that he stomped his feet: “That’s my physical body…he didn’t return me when he used it up. He actually exploded along with it!”

“…”

For a moment, he was speechless and didn’t know how to comfort Peng Xiren.

But listen to it.

It seems that the worst person in the whole thing is indeed Peng Xiren.

He was robbed of his body by the tomb god, and he was directly robbed of the right to inherit the tomb of Wang Daozu.

Now the inheritance rights of the tomb are gone, and the body is gone.

The most important thing is that the grave god didn’t leave a will before he died.

In this day’s tomb, that many treasures are now masterless objects.

Peng Xiren can’t get it, so he can only stare at him.

He planned all these things just to do some major event business, but didn’t expect to get nothing in the end, all were futile.

“It is not difficult for the ancestral realm to reshape the physical body. It just takes a billion hours.” Xi said.

Perhaps now that Peng Xiren’s actual realm has entered the ancestral realm, this is the only good news. The physical reconstruction work of the ancestral realm can actually be entrusted to the bronze cat in “God Abandoned Land”.

It just takes a long time.

He knows that Peng Xiren is impatient.

I’m afraid I can’t wait.

“This waiting will take thousands of years…” Peng Xiren was in anguish. The feeling of being plotted against the grave god was very strong.

Knowing this, he shouldn’t have listened to the nonsense of the Evil God.

But now it seems too late to say anything.

Just when he was about to fall into complete autism.

Just listened and said, “If you really reflect on it, you may still have a chance.”

Peng Xiren: “What do you mean?”

Hui: “From what I know about the Evil God, his hole card hasn’t been played out yet… It’s just dead, it’s too strange.”

Peng Xiren couldn’t help but feel surprised.

Because what Xi said is true.

“But…what exactly is his trump card? I told me before the monk left, I don’t know if I am right.” Peng Xiren frowned deeply.

“Unfortunately, your answer should be correct.”

Xie said: “But now he can’t completely take out that hole card, but only used some means to get 1/10000th of its power. Back then, Master Daozu divided and sealed his soul, and separated the other half of the more dangerous soul. Sealed in the tomb in the sky is to block that power.”

“But what does that thing do?”

“The specifics are unclear. I have never seen the monk. But since Daozu judged it to be a threat, it must be terrifying.”

……

At this time, in the supreme world that is about to collapse, Leng Ming is floating in the void carrying Wang Nuan on his back.

With the death of the tomb god, this piece of the highest world is also falling apart at the same time.

He stayed here for a while, using sword energy to manipulate this piece of supreme world into a stable state of disintegration, avoiding that the sword energy that crossed after he left would directly detonate this piece of supreme world.

In that case, many innocent creatures may be affected.

But soon, Leng Ming felt that something was not quite right.

The supreme world that was crashing.

Stopping happened…

A dangerous breath assaults the senses.

Wang Nuandu felt that the calm atmosphere became tense again.