The Daily Life of the Immortal King

When the Sixteen-Winged God and the King Chair of the God Realm were smashed into ashes along with the Wanzhang Mieshi Sword, the victory of this battle has been locked in advance.

The gems inlaid on the king's chair disappeared, and the king's chair sent out the gems before it disappeared completely. This is a brilliant teleportation technique, Jing Bai saw it clearly, but he was too lazy to stop it.

He is the king of swords, so naturally there is no need to argue with this underdog who fled in a hurry.

But this time the God Realm invaded the earth and messed up the situation, so what should be done has to be done.

Killing only one sixteen-winged god is really not enjoyable.

Thinking of this, he raised his sword finger in shock, and cut a hole in the void. The entrance to the void leads directly to the land of the God Realm.

Without thinking too much, he put his hands behind his back and stepped into the void leading to the God Realm.

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At the same time, Wang Ling, who was watching the battle from below, was sucked into a snow-white spiritual world. This was the request of the king's chair after it was annihilated, and Wang Ling accepted it after thinking about it.

As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are good...

Wang Ling saw the appearance of the king's chair after his death. This was a man whose face could not be seen clearly. He had a pair of wings, floating slightly in the void like a ghost.

People die as souls, gods die as emptiness.

This is the ethereal spirit after the death of the king's chair.

"I lost." Wang Yi said, and there seemed to be some remorse in his words, but it was clear that everything was beyond regret.

Wang Ling's eyes were fixed on the king's chair, and his expression was calm.

"You have many doubts in your heart. You can find the answers to these doubts in the God Realm." The voice of the king chair came faintly.

Wang Ling never replied.

Although Wang Yi did guess correctly, he did have a lot of confusion.

Especially after knowing that there is a God Realm, he was confused a lot.

He is confused, is there any way to help him control his power in the God Realm.

He was confused about what the way of life in the God Realm was like.

His focus is on confusion, God Realm, is there any crispy noodles to eat...

The Void Spirit of the Wang Chair looked at Wang Ling: "Your past and future are nothingness, do you know the reason? I think this should be the most confusing thing for you..."

Wang Ling: "..."

"I'm going to leave, the death of God is also a kind of relief."

When he said this, Xu Ling's lower body had gradually disappeared, and he turned to Wang Ling: "Have you ever thought about why you are still single..."

Wang Ling's face remained calm.

"You sealed your own strength, and you also sealed your emotions..."

"..."

"You are destined to be one of us, but the time has not yet come..."

At this time, most of the virtual spirit of the king's chair has disappeared.

Before disappearing completely, he left Wang Ling with one last sentence: "Maybe when you grow old, you will dance square dances with many gods in the God Realm..."

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The God Realm, a place that was almost forgotten in astonishment.

This world is bright, and vegetation is everywhere, and countless spirits shuttle through it. These spirits are gods.

The moment Jing Bai stepped into the God Realm, the spirit bodies in the void gathered from all directions, and finally formed a shadow, and an ethereal voice came from the void: "Wing God of the God Realm reminds you that there are thousands of roads, safety first Articles, unauthorized intrusion is not standardized, relatives cry two lines..."

This is the ninety-eight winged god.

"Ask you thousand-winged gods to come see me." Jing Bai raised his hand, a sword light shot out from between his fingers, and in an instant, the ninety-eight winged gods were wiped out.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Ninety-Eight Winged Gods.

The first time to fit together, the time will not last too long, everything must be resolved quickly.

The divine energy here is like the sea, and the endless energy is like turbulent waves. Not to mention those cultivators on the earth, even people from the God's Domain will be disintegrated immediately when they come here. Pressed into a piece of fly ash by energy. If it wasn't for the fit state, Jing Bai wouldn't dare to stay here for too long.

Therefore, in the God Realm, what Jingbai sees are actually spirit bodies. They live in another form of life, like wind and non-wind, light and non-light. Only when foreign enemies invade, the spirit bodies will combine together and turn into winged gods. .

The more wings, the stronger it is.

All wisdom, memory, and perception are shared by the gods of the divine world.

When the ninety-eight winged gods were cut off in shock, he could clearly feel the wailing sounds of the spirit bodies swimming in the void, including the cry of a baby, the cry of a child, and the low and sad tears of an adult .

After the ninety-eight wing gods disappeared, Bai Jing waited for a few tens of seconds, and the spirits of this world gathered in one direction instantly. They were like countless fish condensing in the air, starting from the thighs and piling up little by little. The torso, hands, then the neck and head, and finally the white wings behind him.

"I told you, let you Qianyi God come to see me!" Jing Bai already raised his hand, intending to kill the Baiyi in front of him.

A voice begging for mercy came from Baiyishen: "My lord, please be merciful."

Shocked and stopped: "It seems that you have already reflected on it?"

The Baiyi God waved his lower wings, and countless divine feathers fluttered down like petals, peacefully and comfortably.

In the next second, the pure white and holy feathers formed symbols one by one in the void, turned into a holy scroll and fell into Jingbai's hands.

"What is this?" Jing Bai didn't open the thing.

"Thousand Wings God's review." Bai Yishen replied, he shrunk his figure, looked up at the startled white to show respect, like a little brother, and he didn't dare to make mistakes at all.

"Just one review? Not enough!" Jing Bai snorted.

"The king means..."

"Using the earth's calendar, from the end of my master's summer vacation, I must write a self-criticism every day. Besides, you Qianyi Gods don't even have any remedial measures other than self-criticism?"

"Master Jingbai, there are remedial measures. It is also in this review..." Bai Yishen wiped off his cold sweat: "We have decided to restore the planet that was swallowed by the Shinto star. In addition, we have to pay attention to the expansion of this private trip. The imaginary spirit of the six-winged god and the star master of the Shinto way will be punished..."

"You guys created the Shenlongren. How to punish them is up to you. But apart from the above, isn't there anything left?" Jing Bai asked.

"Naturally..." Bai Yishen: "We will resurrect all the innocent creatures who died in this battle...At the same time, we will send people to establish diplomatic relations between Shinto Star and God's Domain..." Bai Yishen said weakly.

"Think about it again." She frowned in shock.

"Then besides God's Domain, we also established diplomatic relations with Earth..." Baiyishen was a little panicked.

"No! Think again!" Jing Bai became a little anxious, he put his finger on Baiyishen's neck: "I can't think of any more. I will stab you to death with one finger, and let your Qianyishen think about this problem for you !"

"Cracky Noodles! We will offer a whole planet of Crispy Noodles!!"

"That's right, child gods can be taught..."

Shocked, he nodded and lowered his fingers.