The Daily Life of the Immortal King

When I saw Wang Ling waving a stick with the “Three Five”, Thunder True Monarch thought of a lyric: This is awesome…

In fact, it is also true…

This scene is really amazing. The Guangdao people stayed in the screen for a long time and couldn’t speak.

The martial art of this evil sword god is so difficult to deal with! God knows that Wang Ling seems to be directly smashed with the flies…

After returning to God, the expression on the face of the Guangdao people is very complicated. It is a kind of expression that is a bit of a smile, with a bit of awkwardness and horror.

Guangdao: “Let the seniors… What is this operation?”

Wang Ling: “…”

Compared with the light man, the Thunder True Monarch is like a big world, and the face doesn’t feel the slightest wave: “The light brother is rare and habitual.” Since I saw Wang Ling, I used a microwave oven. After the series of god-level operations, the white-shirt youth feels goodbye to other amazing operations, and naturally, the heart will naturally feel a sense of trepidation.

He can’t predict how strong Wang Ling’s realm is, but no matter what the circumstances, in the heart of True Monarch, Wang Ling is not only a brother, but also a strange person.

In the past, the white-shirt youth always thought that the gap between himself and Wang Ling was only a gap in strength… but now, he feels that he has a sense of ignorance in every aspect.

Thinking of this, Thunder True Monarch has a bit of emotion in the three crowds to say: “Sure enough, knowledge is power!”

Guangdao: “…”

Wang Ling: “…”

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In the evening, Wang Ling stayed up all night and thought about a lot of things.

For the inference of the Taoist people, Wang Ling feels that although this does make sense, the inference is only an inference.

As the door to the outside world connecting the human world and the demon world, there is no other entrance in the middle of the transmission link. Wang Ling feels that this requires personal verification.

The matter of the immortal treasure house, he must check it out. In the current list of Wang Ling’s plans, the importance of investigating the fairy treasures is second only to the upcoming midterm exam.

However, this matter will be anxious for a while, and it will take a long time to discuss it. For Wang Ling, he does not pin all his hopes of suppressing power in this fairy treasure. This treasure house contains a lot of good treasures of Zhenyuan Xianren, but there is no magic weapon that can help him control his power.

If possible, Wang Ling hopes that one day he will find a way to suppress his power without any magic weapon. Or, there is no need to suppress, if he can adapt to these forces, then it would be better… However, from the current situation, these are just fantasy.

In the morning, Wang Ling got up early. He packed the broken vest of the light man and asked Mianyang to help him to go to the True Monarch home.

The wicked qi of the ruined vestment has been completely removed, but there are some traces of swords attached. It is the normal swordsman left by the smashing sword. In fact, it has dissipated a lot, but Wang Ling can still feel it.

Yesterday, after the conversation in the three-person chat group, Wang Ling and Thunder True Monarch negotiated in private, thinking about whether they could use the modern space measurement technology to reverse the tiny swords left on this broken vestment. Track and locate the position of the broken sword.

In theory, Wang Ling feels that this method is feasible.

However, the measurement has to be handed over to Wang Ming to deal with.

However, just now on Monday, Wang Ling had to go to class, so after Mianyang sent the vest to Thunder True Monarch, the rest of the measurement work needed to lose True Monarch to run the leg.

If the evil spirits are still in the “living world”, then as long as you trace the broken sword, you can find the world in which the evil sword god is located.

Even if the “living world” does not exist, Wang Ling feels that it is excellent to find the evil sword god himself…

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7 month 10 starts on the twelfth week of Monday.

Wang Ling came to the classroom as usual, and as usual, the classroom heard the noise of Chen Chao and Guo Er.

Wang Ling’s heart was a bit of a stunned discovery that the two goods were actually watching live broadcasts on their mobile phones…

Right now, the smart communication products such as mobile phones and watches are either not included or shut down. In this regard, Mr. Pan’s decision has never been vague.

However, despite this, there will always be one or two people in each class who disregard the advice, and the two “hip-hop two” in the high school class are not Chen Chao and Guo Er.

Honestly, the results of these two people are actually not bad, and they belong to the middle-up style. However, the usual style of study has always been the principle of “can be a little bit of skin”, which makes Pan feel a headache.

Seeing that there was a shadow in the doorway of the classroom, Guo Er and Chen Chao scared almost to drop the phone…

“Where! You are Wang Ling! Scared to death! I thought it was old Pan!” Guo Er egg screamed.

Wang Ling: “…”

The little peanuts finished the first row of homework standing on the side, and looked helpless: “You two also pay a little attention, Mr. Pan will come early in the morning of the week… and it is said that there is a teacher outside the classroom recently!”

“It’s okay! Nothing in the rich skin!” The two egg masters waved their hands and waved.

Wang Ling: “…”

Little Peanut: “Speaking of it, are you looking at it? Early in the morning, so energetic…”

Guo Erji: “A live broadcast of a father! At the 10 point last night, the live broadcast platform was started on the Xiu Xian live platform. The ID is called the island, and the thief is interesting!”

Small peanuts: “Live live?”

Chen Chao interface replied: “The desert island survives! And the desert island where the island is now settled is still abroad. It has been the day since the broadcast last night! It is around the circumference. You can hear the sound of the waves when you broadcast live…”

“…” Wang Ling listened to the description of Chen Chao and always felt as familiar.

He sneaked in and glanced at the screen… I saw the screen, and the light man was happy to interact with the audience like a peach!

“…” Wang Ling helped the amount, feeling a little hurt in the brain…

At this time, Guo Erji said: “When I was hanging out yesterday, I saw the island’s grandson opening a coconut. At that time, there were hundreds of people.”

Little peanuts asked casually: “Now?”

Guo Erji: “It has broken through a million…”

Wang Ling: “…”

The small peanuts were also shocked: “The trough!?”

Chen Chao: “And, just the island’s use of the island’s mineral resources, using a fire spell to refine a cauldron.”

Guo Erjin amplified the sound of the mobile phone and turned the screen to several other onlookers. Wang Ling saw that there were countless “666” drifting through the barrage…

The sound of the waves is very loud. Although the old people use this old version of the notebook, they can’t use the voice to recognize the text in such a noisy environment. However, when the live broadcast is accompanied by the sound of the sound, the audience in the live broadcast can still distinguish the voice of the light. .

I saw that at this moment, the light man stood in the iron pot, filled with sea water…

He was yelling at the millions of viewers with the camera that came with the notebook: “The old irons brushed the 666! The following islands brought you the latest talent show… Iron pot! Stew yourself!”

Wang Ling: “…”

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