The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1435 Wang Ling's Faxiang (1/112)

Chapter 1435 Wang Ling's Faxiang (1112)

The Yinhe Fist is so powerful that Wang Ling can clearly feel the feeling that the universe is resonating when it is launched.

He was worried that the monk would not be able to withstand the blow, so he shot.

And the breath he blew, although he didn't use all his strength, was definitely more than enough to resist the frontal impact.

But what Wang Ling never expected was that Peng Xiren's "Galaxy Fist" would be as weak as a candle, and it would turn into a wisp of green smoke in an instant and disappear.

a bit weak...

Wang Ling felt that it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Of course, the upper limit of Galaxy Fist is actually quite high.

After all, it is a power-storing type of boxing.

As long as Peng Xiren has enough time, maybe he can really store up a punch that can hurt him.

After all, the universe is just too big.

Boundless.

Surrounded by countless stars, Peng Xiren gathered the power of the stars and condensed energy from the starlight, which can be said to be inexhaustible.

In the inn of Sword King Realm, Wang Ying replaced Wang Ling to broadcast the screen here.

He doesn't have Wang Tong.

So I just used a kind of "shadow imaging technique", 4K, ultra-high frame rate, smooth movement, zero delay... The only disadvantage is that the picture has become black and white.

It made Loopy Ha feel like watching an old black and white movie.

Wang Ling on the monk's side went to help in person, but with him and Jing Bai on the Sword King's Realm, nothing will happen.

Loopy Toad was once again startled by this scene, its mouth swelled: "Why do I feel like I blew a mouthful of a birthday cake?"

"It's already great to be able to counteract Lingzhu's breath. Otherwise, this breath may directly go through the air and hit him." Wang Ying said with folded arms.

"So, the Ancestral Realm is actually quite strong?" Loopy Toad asked.

"Of course." Wang Ying nodded: "Few people in this world are in the ancestral realm, and even the masters of the God Realm have not been able to take this step. Only this one from the Gu family has a little bit of signs. Although such a realm is extraordinary , but compared to Lingzhu, it’s still not enough.”

Loopy Toad: "..."

Previously, both Wang Ling and Wang Ying were worried about the infinite galaxy.

Due to their lack of understanding of the Infinite Galaxy, they made Peng Xiren a bit too powerful, thinking that he was a master worthy of breaking the seal.

As a result, after seeing it now, they couldn't help flashing two huge words in their hearts: That's it?

At this time, Loopy Toad sighed: "It seems that this Peng Xiren is going to die."

"uncertain."

Wang Ying shook his head: "The Lord did not intend to kill him, because there are still many things I want to ask him. Besides, after all, this is a master in the ancestral realm, and there are probably many ways to revive him."

"Also..." Loopy Toad nodded.

At this moment, a question suddenly appeared in its dog's head.

It's really normal for a person like Peng Xiren to have life-saving skills.

However, no matter how difficult it is, there is still Bai Zhe who is difficult to deal with?

God knows what that Bai Zhe will make up for himself in the future, and forcefully come over to make trouble...

On the other side, in the extraterritorial galaxy, as the Yinhe Fist was calmed down by Wang Ling, the nearby space was temporarily plunged into dead silence.

"It's you……"

At this time, Peng Xi was horrified, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of the monk like a ghost.

The corners of his eyes twitched, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

The "Galaxy Fist" that I condensed was directly extinguished by the opponent without any effort...

This was unexpected by Peng Xiren.

Although he already knew that Wang Ling was very strong.

Definitely a powerhouse above the ancestral realm...

But now, Peng Xiren felt that he had slightly underestimated Wang Ling's real combat power.

Although, the sentence that the monk said earlier was very slight.

But Peng Xiren still heard it.

He heard what Monk Jindeng said: Welcome the Immortal King.

Fairy King...

What kind of realm is this?

After Daozu, all realms carry the word Zu.

And the Dao ancestor is the beginning of the ancestral realm.

But in Peng Xiren's cognition, there is no realm called Immortal King.

Could it be that this is another layer beyond the ancestral realm?

How can it be!

Peng Xiren frowned slightly, he didn't want to believe all this.

However, in front of him, this handsome dead fish eye was standing in front of him, and there was no aura exuding from his whole body. Just standing here made Peng Xiren feel an inexplicable pressure.

"How courageous to proclaim yourself the Immortal King... My master is not as conceited as you are." Peng Xiren stared at Wang Ling, his hand was full of stars, and it seemed that he was trying to condense the second "Galaxy Fist".

Wang Ling had already noticed it, but pretended not to know.

Anyway, this punch didn't pose much threat to him when he didn't have enough power.

Immortal king...

To Wang Ling, it was just a title.

In fact, even Wang Ling himself didn't know where his limit was.

Once, at the very beginning, that is, when he was born, his realm was steadily increasing every two years... But after that, the rate of growth of this realm got out of control.

And until now, even Wang Ling himself didn't know how many realms he had broken through, and sometimes, the breakthroughs were all unconscious.

When sleeping, when studying, when squatting on the toilet, when eating crispy noodles, when voting for Ku Xuan...

It is possible to break through at any time.

And what's strange is that every time he breaks through, he doesn't need to cross the catastrophe.

It's completely different from other cultivators.

So Wang Ling doesn't know if it's because of his innate bone marvel, or because Heavenly Tribulation might not dare to provoke him at all...

hum!

While he was in a daze, Peng Xiren rioted again in front of him. He condensed his divine power with his hands, and while accumulating his power, he engraved and solidified the Dharma images on those arms!

The two star dragon engravings seemed to be awakened, they jumped out of the upper arms suddenly, and then wrapped around Peng Xiren's forearm layer by layer, the dragon body was coiled, and finally formed a spiral muzzle!

"It seems that this is the complete form of Yinhe Fist..." The monk was surprised, he didn't expect Peng Xiren to have the skill of transforming Dharma images into weapons.

The Galaxy Fist played in this form will be even more powerful!

Peng Xi was complacent and full of confidence: "Wang Ling...you dare to wait for me, Galaxy, Canon, Fist, Cannon! Have you finished charging!"

Wang Ling spread out his hands indifferently, and signaled Peng Xiren to do whatever he wanted.

Peng Xiren was irritated by Wang Ling's flirtatious attitude: "You don't even show your face? Are you here, looking down on me? Do you think you can withstand my punch with your physical strength?"

Wang Ling: "..."

Hearing this, he sighed silently.

I just feel that this person in front of me is very troublesome.

Obviously he was thinking about this person, so he didn't reveal the Dharma photo...

In the end, Peng Xiren blamed himself for looking down on him.

Now that he said that, Wang Ling felt that he didn't have to be polite.

Just a blink of an eye.

A dot the size of a grain of rice appeared on Wang Ling's face.

At the corner of the right eye, it looks like a tear mole from a distance.

"Are you kidding me! This mole is your Dharma face?" Peng Xiren's mouth twitched as he stared at the mole in the corner of Wang Ling's eyes.

And then, there is no more...

He stared at the mole, and suddenly felt that the space around him was infinitely enlarged, and his mental power felt a sense of trance.