The Daily Life of the Immortal King

On one side, there was a lively picnic before the storm, and on the other side, the battle over the fake ruins was still going on.

Anyway, after the old devil talked with Cheng Yu, the head of the Immortal Mansion, he found that the Evil Sword God was the one who received the most slaps among the three of them, and immediately showed a deep disappointed expression on his face.

In terms of overall combat power, the three of them all had the strength of a true immortal in their heyday... Although Cheng Yu was only a half-step true immortal, he had successfully cultivated the Inherent Spiritual Realm in advance by relying on the power of the familiar. The cultivation base of a true immortal can also be reflected under the advantage of the domain.

But the two of them never expected that the eye shadow Brother Huiyin in the void was the one who suffered the most among the three of them...

The old devil put his hands behind his back and took a deep breath.

He and Cheng Yu's eyes met, and there was no voice transmission between the two, but at this moment they both tacitly wanted to vent.

When I go back this time, I have to teach this eyeshadow monster a lesson...

Anyway, in the super cell of Songhai City No. 1 Prison, the Evil Sword God was beaten every day... because this guy has thick skin and thick flesh, and he has the ability to quickly heal wounds, so he also has a self-healing physique.

It's just that this recovered physique is far less terrifying than the rumored Chairman Bai...

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In the enchantment of the sky and earth nets arranged by General Bai, everything collapsed, everything was broken down into particles invisible to the naked eye, as if there was not even dust left.

A huge pit was blown out on the ground, and standing at the mouth of the pit has a sense of sight overlooking the abyss.

However, this bombing did not directly blow out the underground enchantment of Yekui's group of people. The opponent was very cunning and hid in a deep position to establish an enchantment.

But even though they didn't blow up all the opponents, at least the seven most troublesome deformed platelets have all been killed now.

A group of Huaxiu Alliance lowered their eyes and put wax on the seven deformed platelets of "cerebral thrombosis", "myocardial infarction", "fatty liver", "brainless and unhappy", and "big head son and small head father".

This incident also alerted the group of cultivators.

Even if you are a cultivator, you must have the necessary rest and recuperation, and you should not confuse the importance of physical recuperation just because you are a cultivator. A true cultivator is not only practicing exercises, but also self-cultivation is a necessary lesson...

It is common sense that cultivators live longer than ordinary people. The so-called 800-year-old Golden Elixir and the 1000-year-old God Transformation are just the normal life span that can be achieved in the theoretical category. If you don't take care of your body, even a cultivator with high talent will lose his lifespan easily.

This is not like what is written in the novel. In fact, in real life, there are many cultivators who die after reaching the stage of transforming gods in less than ten years... and most of them are day and night upside down, thinking that reaching the stage of transforming gods and life is very short Long, can be caused by no scruples.

"In the future, we have to cultivate our body well. Even for the platelets in our body, we have to practice more diligently in the future. This is the end of excessive indulgence..." Someone lamented.

Desires here represent many things, food, sex, wealth, etc. are all kinds of desires.

At this time, someone couldn't bear to ask questions: "Do you think there are any immortal cultivators in this world who sleep well all day long, study at ease, and behave in a low-key manner?"

The old devil, the evil sword god and Cheng Yu couldn't help shaking their bodies immediately after hearing the words.

They all thought of one person... Wang Ling.

The old devil and the evil sword god touched their cheeks, thoughtful.

This is the part that Wang Ling had beaten before.

Cheng Yu raised his hand but put it down again.

Cheng Yu, there is nowhere to touch...

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In the void, after firing the cannon, General Bai did not relax his brows. He stared at the huge and round abyss on the ground: "All pay more attention, the matter is not over yet..."

He had a strong premonition that something more terrifying than the seven platelets was about to emerge from the ground.

Sure enough, as soon as General Bai finished speaking, there was a roar from below.

The evil sword god pointed his eyes at the abyss, and the light of Ziji's magic pupil directly enveloped his banner, presenting the image below into the void in a visually dispersed way, and clearly detected the situation underground in the abyss.

Just below the abyss, many snow-white guys appeared. This group of people wore peaked caps and held white short daggers in both hands. Everyone's eyes were fierce and murderous...

Although the physique is far inferior to those seven deformed platelets, it is obvious that this group of white clothes has huge lethality and destructive power!

The most important thing is that there are a lot of white guys in this group!

In just an instant, tens of thousands of white clothes had gathered, and more white clothes continued to spring up from the ground like mushrooms after a rain, breaking through the ground.

"This is……"

Seeing such a huge momentum, the old devil couldn't help but squinted his eyes.

When he broke into the Huaxia Palace privately, the crowd was only ten thousand years old...

"Bai Jue?" Cheng Yu was taken aback.

"Isn't this transformed by white blood cells?" The old devil was startled.

So, what is Bai Jue! ?

It was taken out by this unscrupulous author again, and the word count was messed up! ?

"Everyone prepare to fight back!" In the void, General Bai issued an order.

The movements of these guys are too swift and violent, and their strength is extremely strong. Many white clothes have already rushed to the hole that was intended to tear through the net.

He had already shot one shot just now, and if he wanted to shoot another shot, he had to wait for the gloves on his hands to cool down completely, otherwise it would put a huge load on his body.

On the other side, the headquarters was also alarmed by Ye Kui's momentum.

"Not only did you summon the platelets, but you also summoned the white blood cell army..." Dean Qi frowned as he stared at the picture on the screen.

It seemed to him an act of pure self-harm.

Using the "Working Cell Technique" to activate cells for summoning has a huge side effect of losing lifespan.

Normally, if you want to reduce the loss of life essence, it is best to only summon one type of cell, but the opponent not only summons platelets, but also summons the white blood cell army, which will greatly double the loss of life essence.

"What do they mean?" General Yi always felt that something was wrong with the development of the situation.

"One is to escape, and the other is to disrupt the situation..." Dean Qi replied quickly: "And Lao Yi, I even think that the purpose of their trip is not only to realize their own ambitions..."

"How do you say that?" General Yi asked.

"It is rumored that the Beastmaster Ruins possesses a thirteenth-level high-level secret technique, and the winner can threaten to command the world. However, we are strictly guarding against this time, and we have put up such a formation to eliminate foreign rebels. I am afraid their real purpose has already shifted... The group of fake ruins are purely for the purpose of disrupting the situation and distracting the view." At this moment, Dean Qi suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

But what will be their new goal?

Is it still No. 60 High School?

Dean Qi thought to himself.

It shouldn't be like this...

After all, the villains who had messed with the No. 60 High School before are all cold now...