The Evil Sword God was shot directly into the earth. At this moment, it made people think of a word: buried in the earth for three minutes...
Staring at the deeply sunken human-shaped mark on the ground, Wang Ling's palm was still filled with green smoke.
In fact, before that, when Wang Ling was still at home, he had noticed a hint of uneasiness, but it was a pity that he came a step too late.
This palm was a lesson for Wang Ling to show his contempt for the Evil Sword God, and he did not use all his strength.
Because Wang Ling felt that it would be too easy for him to free such demons with just a slap from his face...
Wang Ling was floating in the void. In order to prevent others from getting involved in the battle, when he slapped the Evil Sword God, the inherent spiritual realm had already covered the surrounding area, forming an independent space, separated from the real world.
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The Evil Sword God crawled out of the pit with his face covered in blood and swollen, his face twitching slightly... In addition to being angry, he was also more surprised.
He stared at Wang Ling...
Sanxian?
No... he is definitely stronger than a Sanxian, but judging from his realm and aura, the young man in front of him is indeed a Sanxian.
However, if he is just a loose immortal, it is really unscientific for a slap to hit him like this...
The Evil Sword God raised his eyes and reached out to touch his cheek. A purple spiritual light lit up from his hand, and the hematoma on his face was repaired almost instantly.
He jumped out of the pit, looked around, and found that the scenery in front of him had changed. And because of Ziji's magic eyes, he knew very well that this was not an illusion, but a real scene - right in front of him.
The old stone sculptures, the dozens of palm trees that are almost in their twilight years but still standing, and the teaching building behind it that looks like it has been renovated many times, everything is undoubtedly real.
At this moment, the boy who slapped him to the ground is now on the old stone sculpture, looking down at him...
"Does the instant cast have a spiritual realm..." The Evil Sword God's eyes dimmed, thinking that this young miscellaneous cultivator is indeed not simple.
The powerful power that can be exerted by transcending levels without being in one's own realm, as well as the inherent spiritual realm that can only be exerted at the true immortal level can be achieved instantly.
All this shows the young man's outstanding strength...
"Ha...have I been careless?" Thinking of this, the Evil Sword God held his belly in his hands and started laughing as if he was going crazy.
How many years have passed...
It had been too long since he had tasted what pain felt like.
Wang Ling's slap woke him up, and made him feel an evil nature fused in his blood constantly rolling around his body...
"Miscellaneous Cultivator, you did a great job! You successfully aroused my interest! The junior I killed before actually dared to track me backwards through sword energy. I thought this was a provocation!"
The Evil Sword God held Shengwu in his left hand and Breaking the Sky in his right hand. Then he raised his right arm and pointed the sword at Wang Ling: "Since you are his friend and he is disrespectful to me, you should be punished with the same crime! It's not just you.
!When I cut you into pieces and then capture your soul, I will kill your relatives and friends one by one!"
Hearing this, Wang Ling took a deep breath.
Having said this, the Evil Sword God looked around with contempt and hummed: "Huh! This is just a spiritual realm, what can you do to me?"
The Evil Sword God was very confident, and he decided that he was just careless before, because he did not use any defensive means at that time, he just used his body to resist, but he accidentally suffered a big loss.
But now, in his serious state, the Evil Sword God felt that his evil nature was surging... Wang Ling's slap aroused his fighting spirit!
And not only that, now he has gathered Potian and Shengwu, which can be said to be a combined offensive and defensive spirit sword on the spirit sword list, making his combat power even more powerful than before.
"Miscellaneous Cultivator... the game is over from the moment I capture this Shengwu Sword!"
The next moment, the Evil Sword God strikes again!
"The miscellaneous cultivator shall die!"
He flashed on the ground, like thunder, and even in Wang Ling's inherent spiritual realm, his movements were still very fast!
Holding two swords in his hands, he moved towards the old stone sculpture where Wang Ling was standing, creating multiple clones, which was dazzling and dizzying.
Wang Ling watched this scene and sighed inwardly. He didn't quite understand why people with higher realms these days like to perform acrobatics during battles.
This fancy attack method was a headache to watch, and in Wang Ling's opinion, it did not actually play a key role in reversing the final outcome of the battle.
So, why not keep it simple...
Watching the Evil Sword God charging towards more and more figures and splitting them apart, Wang Ling's eyes were focused on the only body from beginning to end.
Then, he raised his hand, and the second slap was ready...
kindness……
The evil sword god's true form is getting closer and closer...
At the next moment, a figure appeared in front of Wang Ling.
However, Wang Ling didn't pay attention at all.
He looked indifferent and expressionless.
"Go to hell! Miscellaneous Cultivator!" At this time, the body of the Evil Sword God appeared from behind him.
On the old stone sculpture, Wang Ling's body rotates...
boom!
Just like playing golf, the second slap landed accurately on the Evil Sword God's face again!
The huge force almost covered it with a crushing force, directly denting half of the Evil Sword God's face.
The Evil Sword God was whipped away by Wang Ling again!
Different beginnings lead to the same ending. History is always surprisingly similar...
Within the inherent spiritual realm, the teaching building had been penetrated by the Evil Sword God. Wang Ling's slap directly pulled the Evil Sword God into the main building of the teaching building, passing through several classrooms and passing the toilet... Finally
When he flew out, he still had the water tank in the toilet on his head.
Wang Ling stared at him, with a relaxed posture. He waved his hand and used a gravity spell to grab the two swords next to the Evil Sword God in his hands.
"How can this be……"
The Evil Sword God got up from the playground with his face covered in blood, and spit out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
He has been completely fooled!
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At the same time, Wang Ling turned his face and looked at another place in the void.
The Thunder-Throwing Lord, who had been reduced to blood mist by the power of the sword, had regrouped, and even his autumn clothes and white robes had been perfectly restored... Under the special effect of the soul-suppressing ring, he was directly resurrected on the spot, without any trace of it.
No difference!
As early as when Wang Ling arrived here, he had already noticed that Lord Throwing Thunder had not really died, because he could feel that the spiritual sword contract between Shengwu Sword and Lord Throwing Thunder had not been interrupted.
Among the ten soul-suppressing rings he refined using the "Great Weapon Refining Technique" and referring to the "Eight Divine Weapons", the rest were all average third-grade holy weapons, but the one belonging to the Thunder-Throwing Lord was the most special one...
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The function of the soul-suppressing ring, in addition to being able to accommodate the soul space, the most important ability is to protect the soul, keep the soul from leaving, and use the soul as the foundation to re-condens the body for resurrection after two minutes.
This is a serious resurrection ring.
The only difference is that the third-grade soul-suppressing ring in the hands of others can only be resurrected twice at most.
And the one in the hands of True Lord Throwing Thunder is an anti-realm one...