The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1537: Suppressing Ancient God Soldiers (Two in One, 1105)

It was only for a moment, and everyone in the star-eating star was sweating, and their whole body was cold and their skulls were trembling.

An extremely ominous premonition formed in everyone's hearts.

Through the evil pupils, the Tomb God projected what he saw into the boundless darkness of Star Devouring, which was exactly where Peng Xiren and Wang Ling were located in the inner world.

Although the battle situation has not yet been finalized.

But the grave god seems to have seen the end.

"Xi Ren is about to lose... I knew it was a trap. This person is not that easy to deal with, as expected, his weak breath is just faking." The voice of the Tomb God said tremblingly.

There is no need for further explanations, the red-skinned chief tiger, the silver-skinned man Wang, Jiugong Xinghui, and a group of silver-skinned aliens beside him, everyone's heart sank at the same time.

"Senior, what shall we do?"

Chiye Chief Tiger asked anxiously.

This situation looks a bit embarrassing.

Because none of them dared to go out, even if they had the courage to go out, they would not be able to join the battle below.

Even if they join the battle, they are just cannon fodder.

Even the simplest delaying battle does not exist, it is the kind of going out and giving the head directly.

However, under the current situation, they knew that the importance of Peng Xiren to them was self-evident.

At such a critical moment, Peng Xiren must not be allowed to have an accident.

The Heavenly Tomb has not been opened yet...

As for the location of the Heavenly Tomb, currently only Peng Xiren knows.

The grave god is still waiting for the fusion of the soul of his other half who has been separated from him for many years when the celestial tomb is opened.

If Peng Xiren died in Wang Ling's hands at this time, everything would be over.

His evil eyes stared at the inner world.

The line of sight passes through layers of space, completely gazing at the scene of Wang Ling and Peng Xiren's confrontation from a God's perspective.

Wang Ling's ears moved slightly, as if he had noticed something.

A pair of red eyes looked back directly at the past.

Scared, the Tomb God suddenly withdrew his gaze.

This boy is too scary...

Unbelievably sharp.

"I can't help it. In this situation, I can only try my best to rescue it." The Tomb God forcibly suppressed the panic on his face, and said with a frown.

"Senior, what do you want to do?" The expression on Chiye Chief Tiger's face twitched, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Every time he thinks of the moment when his head was pinched by that boy's clone, he already trembles.

"In this case, I can't go out of the mountain directly. You can't count on it... Therefore, there is only one way I can think of." The grave god said.

In the realm of the red wild chief tiger and the silver-skinned man king, in the past it was death.

The Grave God knows this well.

However, although the two are weak, they will be of great use in the future.

Now is not the time to put them in a sacrificial position.

Being able to live for so long in the history of cultivation, and even being regarded as a monster by Wang Daozu back then, it is impossible for the Tomb God not to have something at the bottom of his box.

In the past, the Tomb God even planned several wars against the entire universe.

He tried to conquer ten universes in order to build his ultimate comprehension cosmic empire.

But such a plan was repeatedly discovered and shattered by Wang Daozu.

Those legions prepared back then were all destroyed by Wang Daozu one by one.

However, after the soul of the tomb god was separated and sealed, Wang Daozu believed that he was no longer a threat, so he did not investigate further.

And it is precisely this that now leaves some room for the Tomb God to stand up...

At this moment, the Grave God closed his eyes and communicated with the things he had prepared to conquer the universe.

"Hydrogen slave..."

"Helium slave..."

"Lithium slave..."

"Beryllium slave..."

In his heart, he called out these familiar names one by one.

But after a while, on the battlefield in the distance, there were a few vague figures surrounded by chaotic energy, and they were suddenly teleported from the distant universe to the inner world where Wang Ling and Peng Xiren were.

They have no face, and their whole body presents an obsidian-like luster. They are puppets refined from special materials.

The Grave God calls them "slaves".

But in fact, it was the most important part of the Tomb God's cosmic journey plan back then.

Also known as: Ancient God Soldiers!

It's a pity that now, the amount he has hoarded is not much.

There were hundreds of millions of ancient magic soldiers back then, but now there are only a few hundred scattered.

The ones summoned right now are all the ones closest to the earth.

However, if it was used to rescue Peng Xiren, the Tomb God felt that it should be enough to delay a little time.

The arrival of the four nearest ancient god soldiers was like a meteorite falling, and a huge earthquake wave occurred in the world in an instant, and all the buildings on Sun Island were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

A tsunami with a height of tens of meters swept in, creating a scene like the end of the world.

The pitch-black humanoid Ancient Divine Soldier was three meters high, standing in front of human cultivators like a giant.

The diamond-shaped floating head has a high-tech feel. It is hard to imagine that this was created tens of thousands of years ago.

Peng Xiren and Wang Ling's pupils constricted at the same time.

None of them thought that there would be four ancient god soldiers landing here.

And this was also the first time Wang Ling saw such a strange, puppet-like life form.

When the four ancient god soldiers landed on the ground, there were huge waves. Peng Xiren thought he had found a chance and wanted to get rid of this other world.

However, Wang Ling grabbed him by the collar and was held in his hand like a chicken.

Wang Ling directly pulled out Peng Xiren's soul and absorbed it with his palm.

Then put the soul of Matsushita Xinghe into the original body and sent it out of the other world.

This series of movements is very smooth and natural, just like changing a sim card or a mobile phone battery.

At this moment, Wang Ling held Peng Xiren's soul in his hands.

For some reason, he felt that all the strength in his body was gone.

He didn't know what Wang Ling had done.

I just feel that the strength in my whole body is passing away little by little...

But at this moment, the four ancient god soldiers dispatched by the tomb god have become his only hope.

They fell here like comets hitting the earth, destroying everything on the surface.

Fortunately for Wang Ling, this was in the other world, otherwise countless innocent people would have died because of this innocent disaster.

"boom!"

The next moment, the war broke out.

The four ancient god soldiers spread out and rushed towards Wang Ling.

When they attacked, golden light erupted, and the obsidian-like metal body exuded a golden luster, like cannonballs, exuding aura that soared into the sky.

Psychic energy is like the sea, submerged like a great river.

Wang Ling was slightly surprised.

The fighting power of these ancient god soldiers is even stronger than that old god from the God Realm.

There is actually a Taoist level.

need to know.

These things are just puppets.

So what kind of state was the master who created these puppets back then?

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become tense.

He stared at Peng Xiren, trying to get some words out of Peng Xiren's mouth.

As a result, Peng Xiren twisted his neck and just snorted at Wang Ling.

"..."

That's all.

Wang Ling gave up on asking, and directly took Peng Xiren's soul into Wang Tong.

Now, his task is to get rid of the four ancient god soldiers in front of him as soon as possible!

Because Wang Ling faintly felt that the inner world had reached a critical point of collapse due to the sudden arrival of the ancient divine soldiers.

boom!

The four ancient god soldiers attacked from four directions, and the hill-like fists hit various parts of Wang Ling's body, making the sound of glass shattering.

"Sure enough..." The Grave God observed the battle from the perspective of one of the ancient soldiers.

The joint attack of the four ancient god soldiers just now, although the strike was extremely precise, was aimed at the vital point.

But it didn't hurt Wang Ling at all.

Instead, their bodies suffered backlash and shattered.

"Is this still human? This is only sixteen years old!" Chiye Chief Tiger's face was ugly. Previously, he had always thought that Wang Ling was an old monster who had lived through the ages, but after waking up, he learned from the tomb god that Wang Ling was indeed only 16 years old.

The whole person is not well.

How can a 16-year-old be so invincible... to such an extent?

It's not the reincarnation of Wang Daozu...

None of this seems to make sense!

"This man, senior must not let him go!" Red Chief Tiger's thoughts were in a mess, and he felt that Wang Ling had become a nightmare in his heart.

Unless Wang Ling dies, he will live an unstable life for the rest of his life.

"I know this better than you." The tomb god's evil eyes were deep.

He is arranging troops, trying to use the ancient gods to consume Wang Ling.

These four ancient divine soldiers are just the vanguard, and there are still distant ancient divine soldiers who will arrive on the battlefield one after another.

...

After the four ancient god soldiers received Wang Ling's physical backlash, their bodies were shattered.

Those cracks were quickly repaired in a state visible to the naked eye.

"Is backlash ineffective?" Wang Ling raised his eyebrows as he watched this scene.

Sure enough, these strange puppet life forms were not as simple as he imagined.

But Wang Ling didn't intend to do it himself.

Considering that I will participate in the high school competition later on, if I mess with these ancient god soldiers here, the one-time talismans on my body will be consumed quickly.

So Wang Ling sat on the ground with his back against the wall in the ruins behind him.

Place one hand on your knee in a natural theater posture.

"Here comes the sword."

He called softly, and a brown wooden sword suddenly appeared in the other world.

"Sword Master, what should I do if you want me?"

Jing Ke did not manifest a human form, but appeared in front of Wang Ling in the shape of a sword.

"Clearance."

Wang Ling stroked the blade of his sword lightly, and ordered.

...

Those two simple words immediately put enormous pressure on the Tomb God who was watching secretly from a distance.

This was not the first time he had seen Jingke, and he always felt that this mahogany sword looked familiar... But he couldn't think of the source of Jingke.

After receiving Wang Ling's order.

Jingke's brown aura suddenly bloomed.

"Do you want to dance too..."

Those four ancient god soldiers were originally floating in the air.

The monstrous brown aura is accompanied by the strongest sword energy.

Knock them all out of the sky with an overwhelming force!

The sword pressed against the sky, forming a kind of gravity, which made these ancient soldiers have no room to condescend.

At this critical juncture, Wang Ling was quite moved by Jing Ke's behavior of not releasing the water.

Several times, this little guy deliberately pretended to be weak, trying to fit with the white sheath...

Wang Ling just turned a blind eye to these things.

Fortunately, today, judging from Jing Ke's performance, he obviously has no intention of letting go.

Therefore, the moment Jingke received Wang Ling's order.

He immediately gave the four ancient god soldiers a disarm, but this is not the end yet.

The power of the King of Sword and Spirit cannot be guessed.

"Zheng!"

The huge brown sword energy, which is hundreds of thousands of miles long, turned into four beams of light that soared into the sky, striking the surroundings like a laser cannon.

Because there are no outsiders in the inner world, Jing Ke has a huge space to play freely.

Seemingly indiscriminate sword attack.

In fact, it is a charge aimed at the vitals.

The brown sword light struck the heads of the four ancient god soldiers, hitting the faces.

The ancient divine soldier whose head was injured seemed to have lost his mobility, and fell to the ground on the spot.

However, the attack has only just begun.

Jing Ke has so much experience in combat, he never held back the slightest bit.

The moment the four ancient god soldiers fell, a sea of ​​brown sword energy swept over the sky and divided the four ancient god soldiers.

"So decisive." The Tomb God frowned.

This mahogany sword is too terrifying, and the attack is decisive. Even after hitting the head, it is still performing supplementary strikes at its own pace, dividing the four ancient god soldiers on the ground.

It's just a blink of an eye.

His four ancient divine weapons had already been cut into countless tiny pieces, like grains of sand, rolled into the air with the dancing waves of swords.

"This... can this be restored?" Chiye Chief Tiger's pupils were shocked, and he was very surprised.

He has never seen such a finely divided corpse...

It can be cut to the size of a grain of sand.

It is simply devastated.

Although the tomb god was also surprised by this scene, he just sneered in the end: "It's not over yet."

The next moment, these ancient god soldiers who had been divided into grains of sand burst out with brilliant golden light again, and their spiritual energy soared into the sky, sweeping the sky and the earth.

Although there are not many of these ancient divine soldiers left, each of them was built by the tomb god with all his efforts. All physical attacks are ineffective against the ancient divine soldiers.

It also contains sword energy.

Not to mention being divided into grains of sand.

Even if there is only an invisible iron sheet left, as long as there is a cell structure, the ancient magic weapon can be restored again.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Ancient Divine Weapon.

Their power comes from Chaos.

And chaos... means infinity.

Looking at the reunited Ancient God Soldiers, Jing Ke frowned deeply.

It was his first time dealing with such a monster, and he had no experience at all.

But he didn't feel any fear at all.

These are beings formed by extracting a special substance from chaos.

In theory, it is a product of chaos.

And the sword spirit is also conceived from chaos.

These days, who doesn't have anything to do with chaos?

They are all produced under chaos, so of course there is nothing to be afraid of.

He has been with Wang Ling for many years and studied for so long.

Of course, what he learned was not just those fighting skills.

Since the sword energy is invalid.

Jing Ke Zidang also has other ways.

hum!

The next moment, the blade of his mahogany sword whined softly, bursting out with even more blazing light!

There are two runes conceived from Taomu Jianjian!

"Sword Talisman?" The Grave God smiled: "The sword energy is invalid, so you think the charm is useful?"

Although the immunity rate of ancient divine soldiers to spells is not all, it is as high as 90%.

In this world, there are not many spells that can be used to suppress ancient divine soldiers.

However, at the next moment, the two sword talismans conceived on Zi Jingke's body rushed into the air at this time, spreading a net to envelop the four ancient god soldiers.

In an instant, the aura of the four ancient divine soldiers weakened in an instant!

They were entangled in the net and could not move.

"What……"

The Grave God was astonished beyond words.

And when he saw the words on the sword talisman clearly, the shock in his heart couldn't be described in words.

That's not a difficult text.

It reads: Odds change to evens remain the same, the symbols look at the quadrant...