The Daily Life of the Immortal King

At the same time, there is a secret underground palace under the palace that stretches along Sanyuan Road.

In the underground palace, a red-clothed Taoist holds a long silver sword. The stars on the sword are beating, and the exquisite miniature version of the twelve-star array is listed on the sword. With the sword body slid from the twelve star array map in turn...

When the finger slid to the constellation Pisces, there was a bang, and the light of the entire star array quickly dimmed...

The Taoist man in red frowned slightly: "It seems that the invasion of my immortal mansion this time is indeed a stubborn stubble. I just saw the guard formation spirit of the twelve-star palace that I arranged. This Pisces guard formation spirit has been killed, two The head was cut in half."

On the side, the East Bureau Bureau seat with the cage was stunned: "How can these people find this place?"

"Otherwise, do you think this sword is so easy to catch? This is a hard-to-find tactic, the purpose is to confirm the final stronghold of my Immortal Mansion." The Taoist in red chuckled.

The East Bureau Bureau was shocked: "Then what should we do now?"

"It's okay."

The Taoist in red waved his hand and stared at the cage in the hands of the East Bureau Bureau: "Since you have come to the door, you can clean it up. It also saves me the effort to erase the connection between this spirit sword and the original owner. . As soon as his master dies, the sword will be a wreck."

"This subordinate dares to ask, is the Palace Master confident in dealing with this group of people?" asked the Bureau Chief of the East Bureau.

"It's just a bunch of ants."

Palace Master Xianfu laughed and raised the star sword in his hand: "Just to deal with my twelve-star palace guardian spirit, they will spend a lot of physical and spiritual energy. Pisces guardian spirit is relatively clumsy, and it is also The weakest among them, I don't believe that the rest of the guards are so easy to deal with!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the explosion above the star sword came again!

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang =

A series of eleven explosions stunned the Taoist in red.

Then, the Taoist in red saw the starlight on the entire star sword, and it disappeared in an instant.

Daoist in red: "..."

East Bureau Bureau seat: "Palace Master, what's the situation..."

Daoist in red: "It's almost New Year's Eve... I'll let you set off firecrackers in advance..."

East Bureau Bureau seat: "...Palace Master, who are you lying to... There are still 6 months until the first day of the new year!"

Daoist in red: "..."

The scene was once embarrassing...

Ten seconds later, the red-clothed Taoist squinted his eyes: "Pass my order, the upper and lower levels of the Xianfu are on guard. Once suspicious persons are seen, they will be cleared on the spot, and will not be tolerated!"

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Sometimes, Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt that following Wang Ling's actions was actually quite a non-existent thing. This is the same as taking a selfie. Most people will not take a selfie with someone who is taller than themselves. Of course, it is the best if it can be used as a foil.

And now, Thunder Throwing True Monarch has this feeling... He feels that he perfectly sets off Wang Ling.

In just less than five minutes, the entire army of the guards of the Twelve Star Palace was wiped out...

Those spirit bodies that had gathered from the void had just been formed into guard spirits on the ground when they were smashed to pieces by Wang Ling.

Among the twelve-star palace guards, the most miserable one is Virgo. When the Virgo guards rushed down, it took a long time to arrange and combine the spiritual bodies in an orderly manner in the air. . In the end, before it was fully formed, Wang Ling punched it through...

But now is not the time to relax.

Because in the process of defeating these guardian spirits just now, Wang Ling found that the structure of these guardian spirits was not as simple as Thunder Throwing True Monarch imagined.

Although these formation spirits are actively activated by the holy formation, there should be a magic weapon behind these formation spirits to control these formation spirits. Wang Ling personally feels that according to the fanaticism of this immortal palace master towards the spirit sword, This magic weapon for manipulating the spirit of the guard should be a spirit sword.

So in other words, although these guardian spirits were temporarily defeated, they did not really die. As long as the spirit sword is not destroyed, when the spirit power of the spirit sword is fully charged again, the guard spirit will make a comeback and reappear.

Wang Ling directly voiced this speculation to True Lord Thunder Throwing.

"I think Brother Ling's speculation is very reasonable!"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch nodded suddenly.

The movement just now was a bit loud, which made Thunder Throwing True Monarch a little worried: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time... If you continue to stay outside, you will definitely be attacked by the next round of guardian spirits. Brother, we have to find a way first. Just get in."

The two of them were about to leave when, by coincidence, in the palace in front of them, the door suddenly opened, and two women wearing red veils and blue robes came out.

Wang Ling immediately reacted, these two people should be people in the Immortal Mansion. If they can stay in the headquarters of the Immortal Mansion, they must have a high position, and their cultivation base is also very strong. At least stronger than the East Bureau seat - both women are wearing veils, and they look like they are about twenty-four or five years old, but they are both old cultivators who have cultivated for thousands of years.

Because the vast majority of cultivators are able to maintain the face, it is meaningless to judge the age from the appearance. The most common way of judging the breath is to use the spiritual sense to perceive the breath, and judge the cultivation base by the strength of the breath.

Wang Ling's six senses were clear. As soon as the two female monks appeared, he had already read that their Taoism was about 2,600 years old. It is certain that he is stronger than the East Bureau, but he is not worthy of the title of a real person, and his talent is indeed not good...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch's Taoism is just two thousand years old. Wang Ling felt that if Lei Throwing practiced for another three hundred years, it would be more than enough to be promoted to the level of a real person.

The two women in red gauze stared at Wang Ling for a while, and one of them knew at first glance that it was an internet celebrity with a frown, and said, "The intruders mentioned by the palace master are you, right?"

Another melon-faced female cultivator reminded: "Sister Mei, be careful... The guardian spirits are at least at the level of Loose Immortals. The two of them must have some means."

Both Wang Ling and Diu Lei were stunned for a while...

beauty?

Is this the road number?

It feels a little weird...

Thunder Throwing True Monarch was a little curious and looked at the internet celebrity face: "Beautiful, is that your Taoist name?"

"Is there a problem?" The net red-faced female cultivator snorted: "I tell you, my name is Meimei, and the one standing next to me is my sister who has a discount. If you dare to say that we are not beautiful, you will break all three of your legs together. !"

"Tsk..."

Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt a hint of coolness in his crotch.

"..." Wang Ling looked up and down the two female cultivators carefully. He didn't know if his aesthetics had deteriorated, or if there were more such faces on the Internet... He just felt that these two female cultivators were chief It's really not that good. His face was not shocked, his hair was white, his hair was not black, and his legs were not long...

Of course, it's not for nothing.

At least on the bust, it has a match with the king...