The Daily Life of the Immortal King

His original intention was to rescue Peng Beichen and get him out of pain as soon as possible. If he directly destroyed Peng Beichen, the problem would instead be much simpler.

Thus, in this critical moment, Wang Ling was quick-witted. He directly aimed at the star core of Penglai Star and directly dived underground to grab the tentacle of this foreign god, Shaye Nigusi.

This roundabout attack instantly allowed Wang Ling to regain control of the situation on the battlefield. It was as if he had grabbed a cat’s tail and directly broke through to the front.

“Buzz!”

An ear-piercing sound came from the void. It was the shrill cry of Shaynegusi. It sounded like the angry roar of the Dark Mother God, but in fact, it was Shaynegusi singing in her own way, it was in the language of the Old World.

This terrifying foreign god was bursting with anger, and it could already tell that the eastern emperor in front of it wasn’t the real eastern emperor; he knew that there were other souls in this body of the Eastern Emperor.

Thus, it roared in the old language and berated Wang Ling for his rudeness in grabbing its tentacle. It swore a dark oath to pull Wang Ling’s soul out of the Eastern Emperor’s body.

The next second, there was a boom!

A terrifying spiritual fluctuation was instantly transmitted through the tentacle that Wang Ling had grabbed, and it flowed directly through Wang Ling’s finger like an electric current.

If someone at the Dao ancestor realm came into direct contact with this spiritual fluctuation, they would immediately feel a numbness that spread from their finger to their entire body.

Then, they would have hallucinations, and in more serious cases, they would directly lose consciousness and lose their soul, entering a state where their soul and body would be separated. At that time, these terrifying outer gods of the old world would be able to devour souls.

But what surprised Shaynegu was that this spiritual fluctuation actually did not have the slightest effect on the youth in front of him... it was puzzled in its heart, completely unable to understand the young soul that lived in the body of the East Emperor, just what kind of existence was it.

A soul of 16 or 17 years old, with an ancient and terrifying strength. Shaynegu could not understand how a human self-cultivator could be so powerful.

In the secret room, Peng Xiren was also staring at the projection of the magic treasure in front of him. He could not help but stand up from his chair. He stared at the servant, his face trembling, you never thought that a servant could be so powerful.

“Who... is this person?”Peng Xiren’s mood was very messy at the moment.

He worshipped the power from the old world infinitely. In fact, he wanted to use the power from the old world to combine the cultivation path he had mastered with the two methods to learn from each other and make up for each other’s weaknesses, he wanted to surpass ordinary cultivators with the body of a cultivator and become the first person in history! He wanted to become a supreme existence!

Yes, his ultimate goal was to surpass Daofather Wang! He wanted to become a legend in the history of human cultivators!

However, Peng Xiren never thought that the dream he had been chasing for so many years would be surpassed by someone else..

He was clearly a human cultivator, but he had used his own strength to resist the power of an external god from the Old World.

What Peng Xiren could never have imagined was that at this moment, when he looked at the scene in front of him, he felt pain on his cheek, as if two loud slaps had landed on his face.

“Impossible! This is an external God! Even if Dao ancestor Wang were to come here personally, he might not be able to defeat him!”Peng Xiren was a little flustered and was astonished by Wang Ling’s methods.

At this moment, he already had a vague feeling that the young man who was standing here to duel with the avatar was no ordinary servant. Perhaps this person even had some other big unsolved secrets.

At this moment, Wang Ling was holding that tentacle, and he could feel the power of Shaye Nigusi’s spiritual transmission seeping into his palm.

However, not only did it not break his spirit, but this spiritual energy was like coffee being poured into him, making his mental state even better than before.

This wasn’t a spiritual shock at all; to Wang Ling, it was actually a spiritual recharge..

At that moment, Wang Ling’s thought was that if he used this to recharge himself before the exam when he was reviewing how to score points, it would probably be more effective than drinking eight walnuts.

He had thought that this match would be the same as before, and the more he fought, the more bored he felt. In the end, he hadn’t expected that this tentacle would actually make him even more energetic.

This time, Wang Ling didn’t even yawn. He directly grabbed the tentacle he had grabbed from the Penglai galaxy and pulled it out of the ground.

Then, a terrifying scene happened.

Wang Ling used his small body to directly pull this tentacle and directly pulled Shaye nigusi up. The mountain-sized chunk of dark meat connected to the tentacle was in Wang Ling’s hand.

Boom!

Wang Ling dragged the tentacle and began to spin Shaye Nigusi around on the spot.

He was merciless as he directly dragged Shaye Nigusi and threw him around, his expression very relaxed,

it was hard to imagine that an avatar would actually be grabbed by a human youth and pressed to the ground without any surface to rub against.

Everyone felt a heavy suffocation. Wang Ling was too strong; as expected of a man with the bearing of an immortal king. His every move caused the world to tremble and the entire Penglai Star to Rumble, everyone watching the battle was so shocked that their jaws dropped.

As Wang Ling continued to throw Shaye ni gusi back and forth, the space here shattered and the void collapsed.

This pitiful mother God of Darkness was beaten to the point that she couldn’t even speak. Before she could even let out her angry shrieks, Wang Ling had already lashed her directly into his stomach.

Of course, apart from lamenting how heaven-defying Wang Ling was, everyone present was also shocked by the external God’s astonishing amount of blood.

Because this blood was indeed thick..

No ordinary cultivator could withstand a slap from Wang Ling. Even a monk as strong as golden lamp could only withstand ten of his palm strikes at most.

This external god, Shaye nigusi, had already been repeatedly beaten by Wang Ling more than twenty times, and was about to be smashed into a meat patty. She still looked like she could do it with ease, which was indeed terrifying.

After hitting the bottom thirty times, Wang Ling stretched the muscles on his neck. He took off the outer layer of East Emperor’s body and wore only the white shirt with the base, then rolled up his sleeves.

“Warm-up, over.”

At that moment, he stared at Shaye nigusi, who had been thrown to the ground like she had already fainted, and said in a cold voice.

His extremely short words made everyone present, as well as Peng xiren, who was in the secret room, look horrified.

What did they hear?

Warm... Warm Up?

The magnificent scene of beating up an avatar just now was just a warm up?

Damn it, he had to pretend again!