The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1685 Zhanzong Team Building Activities (5) (192)

The faces of several contained creatures suddenly changed, which was too strong, and it was simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

No. 002's combat power among the few creatures they housed has reached the upper-middle level, but under the chaotic mill, it can't even withstand the lowest level of 99th-level spells.

When the fire bamboo of the burial fire rose from the ground that day, it was accompanied by a hell-like devouring flame, which was so hot that it engulfed the sky and the earth together, and the rest of the sheltered creatures instantly jumped away and hid far away.

As for No. 002, who was targeted and targeted, he was not so lucky.

When he looked back, he had been reduced to a piece of fly ash, and the place where he died was turned into a sea of ​​flames. From a distance, it was submerged by the aura of the avenue, and various laws of order were intertwined, forming a forbidden zone that no one dared to easily set foot in. .

Not to mention bearing the blow of the pillar of fire from the celestial burial fire head-on, even the sea of ​​embers left behind by the pillar of fire is not something any of their sheltered creatures can bear.

Instantly killed one.

Now there are a total of eight remaining sheltered creatures.

And, no one can escape.

At the same time as the millstone was sacrificed, Wang Ying also appeared, and watched secretly from the side with folded arms.

He was glad that he still chose to return to Wang Ling's body... Otherwise, he might have ended up with these sheltered creatures.

Because this chaotic grinding disc is also an ability that he never possessed, he can see that this grinding disc is a product derived from Wang Tong.

As a shadow, the only thing that cannot be copied from Wang Ling is Wang Tong.

He never thought that such a fetish could be derived from this man's Wang Tong.

A chaotic device with 97% of the power of chaos, nearly 100% of the level, just looking at it feels like giving up hope of survival.

The most outrageous thing is.

These seemingly fearless sheltered creatures were forced to learn the human language at this moment, and began to kneel down and beg Wang Ling for mercy: "We...were wrong..."

Several contained creatures fell to their knees on the ground.

Although they have been screaming strangely since the beginning of the battle and have not spoken a word, it does not mean that they cannot speak human language.

In their bones, these sheltered creatures still have a kind of contempt for human cultivators, thinking that human cultivators are just low-level creatures derived from the Dao.

But now, when such "low-level creatures" appear in front of them with such crushing destructive power, the sense of fear that arises spontaneously, and the sense of awe that it generates, makes them have to stand in front of the king one by one. Before Ling bowed his head and surrendered, he gave up all his dignity and fell to his knees.

Wang Ling glanced at the sheltered creatures lightly, without saying a word.

He is not some devil.

It is true that he thought about leaving a few "old school" containment creatures for follow-up research.

The few surrendered now are "005, 007, and 009" to contain the creatures, and they are all from the old school.

This was exactly what Wang Ling wanted.

So he used Wang Tong to move away the death star locked on the three sheltered creatures.

The Chaos Mill received the order almost immediately, canceling the punishment for the three contained creatures, and scattered a golden light to protect the three contained creatures from being affected.

At the same time, the next round of punishment began again.

In the chaotic millstone, the indifferent and ruthless female voice came again, revealing a kind of supreme coercion, as if representing the heavens: "Congratulations, creature scb-003, you are about to be punished by a level 188 spell , the penalty spell is: Eight-tone Death Knell. The spell will be configured in 1 second."

The voice just fell.

A huge black ancient clock appeared in the void. It was a faint virtual image, but it carried the most terrifying death threat.

An invisible sound wave was transmitted accurately, revealing eight different sins and emotions: arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, lust, gluttony...and not voting monthly.

These eight kinds of sins and emotions are drawn together, integrated, and condensed into a terrifying avenue torrent like a hemp rope, which swallowed No. 003 at once, was directly hit by the sound wave, and then dissipated into grains of powder.

Before he died, he let out an extremely stern scream, and tried to use his own means to resist, but this kind of resistance was simply like a fly shaking a tree.

Because of the 188-level directional spell that No. 003 faced.

Shocked into powder under the sound waves, this pain is tantamount to Ling Chi...

No! More painful than Ling Chi!

Especially during the period before death, I felt as if there were countless knives stuck in my body, dividing the flesh on my body bit by bit.

This is a ruthless massacre and annihilation.

And at the moment when No. 003 was dealt with, several new containment creatures knelt down and chose to surrender.

But this time, Chaos Mill didn't stop punishing him.

The chaotic mill's redemption mechanism exists, but it doesn't mean unlimited redemption is possible.

After failing to surrender for the first time, Chaos Mill will automatically blacklist those who did not surrender, and by then it will be too late.

Even with Wang Ling's consent, Mopan couldn't stop.

Unless the entire Chaos Mill is destroyed.

Facing these creatures from the old faction, it was naturally impossible for Wang Ling to destroy the millstone, and the chaotic millstone would still be of great use in the future.

It can only be said that the chance of redemption is in one's own hands.

...

After dealing with the third containment creature, Wang Ling opened Wang Tong's space again, and stored 005, 007, and 009 who had surrendered in his Wang Tong's space.

For the rest, everything in the world of the heavens can be easily taken care of by Chaos Mill.

The next most important battle is the battlefield on the other side.

When Ah Nuan's hair would be burned or bruised at any time, no matter how paralyzed his face was, his elder brother couldn't just sit idly by.

Wang Ling found that since Ah Nuan was born, he seemed to have changed a bit.

It seems that he can feel a little bit of the warmth of human relationships that he never cared about in the past.

I just don't know why, but sometimes he still feels stuck.

Especially when seeing Lotus Sun.

There is always a knot in my heart that cannot be untied.

Sometimes, it even made him feel a dull pain.

But now, Wang Ling calls it "the evil fate"... It's just that this evil fate, from the current point of view, doesn't seem to be broken so easily.

Even Wang Ling himself didn't realize it.

Unknowingly, some people have already entered, his world...

The shining she, in that world full of darkness, does not seem to be so shining.

But even so.

That little bit of light, at this moment, is already the only light in that world.

At this time, when Wang Ling opened his eyes again.

In front of him, the supreme world where the ancient god giant resides has been locked by him...

under.

That's him, time to act.