The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 817 The Brain Supplement of the Ten Saints

The huge sealing dragon rushed towards the crossed arms of Taoist Crispy Noodles with awesome light effects, but before it got close, the dragon turned around on the spot, and with a beautiful dragon swing At the end, he directly bit at the twelve sect masters.

The reversal of the situation instantly made the sect masters on the Wudou stage feel half-hearted.

"Bounce spell?"

What kind of ability is this...

They have never seen this kind of magic.

It is true that there are actually quite a few rebound spells, but most of the rebound spells can only reflect a part of the damage, but they have never seen it returned intact like this.

The moment the sect masters of a dozen sects saw the seal talisman rushing in the opposite direction, their hearts were filled with despair.

They have no chance of winning this game...

Because the sealing talisman dragon gained more power under the mutual resonance of the twelve sealing techniques, which far exceeded their expectations, and now it bounced back intact, and none of them could stop it.

I can only fight forcibly to resist with one hand, and see if I can resist it.

Originally, it was the safest way for them to join forces, but they missed out that the other party would rebound, so the current situation feels like throwing a stone at one's own foot.

The moment the talisman dragon was bounced back, the twelve sect masters lined up and cast various spells to break the curse.

"Unlock the card!"

"The seal is lifted!"

"Sunflower Acupuncture Hand!"

...

hum!

After struggling for a while, the Fulong finally fell down, and all the masters of a dozen sects were imprisoned in place, unable to move.

In this game, the outcome has been decided...

All twelve people were immobilized, even if Taoist Crispy Noodles didn't cast a spell, he would have won by sweeping all these people off the ring!

"I lost."

"Unfortunately, these sect masters are only one step away from the grand prize!"

Many media outlets below are taking pictures, and the flashes are constantly flickering.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot me!"

On the fighting platform, Mr. Crispy Noodles had already unsealed the seals of the sect masters, and the sect masters who stepped down blocked their faces one after another.

It's a bit embarrassing to lose one of the twelve people.

On the fairy ship suspended above the void, the ten generals were also watching the sideshow below at the same time.

As true immortals and from the perspective of God, they can all feel how powerful this sealing talisman dragon is.

The dragon's speed is extremely fast, and it has a powerful confinement ability, and... it also has the effect of sealing spirits.

Under normal circumstances, at the moment Fulong rushed over, the crisp noodle Taoist should have no strength left to resist, and he would definitely not be able to cast any spells.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

General Yi, with his legs crossed, floated in the void, wearing a white exercise uniform on his body without wind. The sharpness in his eyes was restrained, and he had his own sword energy. At the moment when the seal talisman rushed towards him, General Yi was also analyzing the moves. Facing this move, ordinary techniques are useless at all, unless he sacrifices "Wuji Sword Dao" to dismantle the move, there is room for cracking it.

But the problem is also here.

Even if it is a true immortal, it will still take time to crack this talisman dragon.

But it is really surprising that this crisp noodle Taoist can bounce back intact.

"Although I'm not sure, but I can be sure that this Dao Lord does have the power of heaven." Marshal Jiang frowned: "The core members of the War and Sudden Bureau are really not simple people... Grenade-throwing Zhenjun actually put such a The bomb has been hidden until now."

In fact, before coming to the Bureau of War and Ignorance.

Zhan Huju paid attention to Ling Zhenren, but he didn't expect that a crisp noodle Taoist suddenly appeared at this time.

And Ling Zhenren, who they most wanted to investigate before, was standing beside them at this moment, and... this Ling Zhenren did not seem to be as powerful as the legend said.

Could it be that the information was wrong?

General Yi held his handle and looked at Ling Zhenren who was sitting on the sofa beside him. Ling Zhenren was covered with a rather thick layer of magical armor, so he couldn't see the inner face clearly.

The ten generals were not in a hurry to use the eyes of the real immortal to test it out. This is very rude behavior. Anyway, after getting off the ship, the legendary Ling Zhenren would take off his armor, so there was no rush.

It's just that before, they guessed that Ling Zhenren was the Taoist Crispy Noodles, but now it seems...it shouldn't be true.

At this moment, the ten generals are communicating with each other via sound transmission.

"The head of state attaches so much importance to Zhanhuju. On the one hand, it is because of Wang Situ, and on the other hand, it is actually an olive branch to the senior behind Zhanhuju. Therefore, our trip is not only to respond to Zhanhuju's invitation, but also to use Sincerity to impress this senior... This time, this senior will play a very important factor in whether our Huaxiu Nation can survive the Heavenly Dao and National Tribulation smoothly," said Medical Saint Luo Huaiqiu.

"I think all of this is a bit of a trick..." Marshal Jiang narrowed his eyes at this moment.

"How did Wu Sheng say this?"

"For a long time, we have been investigating and pursuing the seniors behind Zhan Suju, in fact, we are investigating the backer behind Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal... But whether it is Crispy Noodle Daoist or Ling Zhenren, I have a strong feeling that this is actually true. It's a blindfold." Marshal Jiang suddenly said, "Have you ever thought that this Thunder-Throwing Senior is suspicious?"

"Wu Sheng means..."

"My meaning is very clear." Marshal Jiang nodded: "He is the senior behind him."

"...But he is only in the stage of transformation."

"This is also a blindfold!"

Marshal Jiang maintained his point of view: "The current Lingren Zhenren and Mr. Crispy Noodles are probably just a test for us. If we are too reckless, we will definitely not..."

"Wu Sheng made such an analysis, I think it is really possible." Explosive Saint also said: "Think about it, everyone, why is this Grenade-Throwing Senior still alive after committing such a death? There are too many enemies in a stage of transforming gods. Still unscathed now? In addition, there is Zhuo Yi."

"Odd?"

"Think about it carefully, everyone. Odd Zhuo has been so prosperous in his official career in recent months. As a Jindan stage, he has arrested various bigwigs one after another... Behind this, there is obviously a driving force. But this time, Odd Zhuo actually received Zhenjun's invitation to set up an inspection team in the Bureau of War and Disregard. Is there a hint behind this?"

"Well... Explosive Saint's analysis is also very reasonable!" Ten Saints nodded one after another.

"If that's the case, then everything makes sense!" General Yi sighed, "It seems that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal is indeed the senior behind the scenes!"

"Yes! It must be so!"

...

"..."

In the fairy ship, using the avatar "Ling Zhenren", Wang Ling easily understood the ten saints' thoughts.

Wang Ling never expected that things would be made up like this by the ten saints...

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