Chapter 1536 Wang Daozu's Mission② (1/105)

Zheng looked at Wang Ling from a distance.

In the direction of the inner world, the young man was slumped in front of the ruins, looking very tired.

As his master, Monk Jindeng chose to stop him and block his way.

After thinking about it in his mind, Zheng felt that his inference was completely reasonable.

"Zheng, you are being used. I advise you to stop."

Jindeng stared at the steel-winged creature in front of him and frowned slightly.

Because the situation at this time was extremely bad.

Fortunately, Wang Ling reacted quickly and used Wang Tong to expand the extra-story of the inner world, including most of the universe outside the earth, which became part of the inner world.

This move was to prevent Zheng's next move from destroying the inner world and affecting the real world.

The inner world expanded under the radiation of Wang Tong.

The width, thickness and strength were all improved on the original basis.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

Zheng stared at the monk.

Those were a pair of eyes filled with chaos.

And Zhe is also a creature born from the chaos. When he was born, his strength was no less than that of Wang Daozu's divine beast.

——The stupid groundhog that is still in a state of autism and has not yet been petrified.

"I am just following the orders of the master." Zhe said.

"You are blindly loyal." Jin Deng responded.

They were fighting in space.

Wang Ling found that the next moment, Zhe's claws tightly grasped his rune spear, and suddenly a breath of chaos and infinite breath was released.

This is a very high concentration of chaotic gas.

It seems to give people an illusion of being in chaos.

This is the normal fluctuation of the ancestor-level strongman. With the strength of the monk, he can naturally bear it, but this is equivalent to changing the surrounding environment. Any human cultivator (except Wang Ling), even a monk, will feel uncomfortable in the chaotic gas.

Just like an excellent diver, even if the monk can withstand the harassment of the chaotic gas, there is always a limit.

It's just that this limit is far higher than that of ordinary cultivators on Earth and the God Realm.

If it were someone else, they would have exploded under such fluctuations.

"It seems that you are no longer the little monk you were back then."

As a master of the ancestral realm, Zhe was surprised at the monk's current growth.

If it were ten thousand years ago, Jin Deng would not be able to hold on for less than five seconds under such chaotic energy as his own before losing consciousness.

In fact.

Whether it is talent, talent, or character and morality, in all aspects.

Jin Deng would surpass Peng Xiren.

If he could get the guidance of Wang Daozu, Monk Jin Deng could save a lot of detours.

But what Zhe couldn't figure out was.

In the end, Wang Daozu still chose Peng Xiren.

And ordered him to protect this, the only true disciple.

This was the task assigned by Wang Daozu back then, and Zhe certainly couldn't violate it.

Even if the grown-up monk Jin Deng stood in front of him, it was the same.

Clang!

So, the next second, what was waiting for the monk was the terrible rune spear surrounded by endless chaotic energy.

The first time that Zhe attacked the sky was just a test, this time he used all his strength.

The chaotic energy that spread with brilliant purple mixed with runes that kept fading and lighting up, tearing the sky, terrifying and boundless, and piercing the golden lamp again.

The monk of the golden lamp frowned and brought out a wooden fish.

Bang!

He raised his hand and sacrificed the wooden fish.

The wooden fish quickly grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then burst out with overwhelming divine power, confronting the spear.

"Monk, is this all you have?"

Zhe sneered and let out a loud war cry.

For a moment, the divine sound filled his ears.

Endless pressure washed down, and even if it did not reach Wang Ling's position, the terrifying sound wave instantly rushed in all directions.

With a humming sound!

Wang Ling saw that the four ancient divine weapons suppressed by Jing Ke's sword rune over there were actually shattered on the spot!

The huge sound wave hit the surface, and Jing Ke's body was unstable, and he was also washed away on the spot.

Wang Ling reacted quickly.

He stood up casually, calculated Jing Ke's position, and held him in his arms like a doll.

This is a musical technique specifically targeting the ancient divine soldiers.

In order to be responsible for clearing out the ancient divine soldiers, Zhe studied many methods.

And this trick is the most effective.

These monsters made of special materials born in chaos are not afraid of physical spells, but can be crushed with one blow as long as they are under a specific sound wave frequency.

And such specific sound waves are harmless to creatures other than the ancient divine soldiers, and will not cause casualties.

At most, they will be stunned.

To be honest, Zhe's move also inspired Wang Ling.

It turns out that the ancient divine soldiers can be dealt with in this way.

Well...

He learned it.

After this war cry.

Zhe's first task, that is, the task of clearing out the remnants of the ancient divine soldiers, has been completed.

The rest is to rescue Peng Xiren.

His distant war cry was originally intended to crush the ancient divine soldiers and stun Wang Ling.

But what Zhe didn't expect was that.

The ancient divine weapon was destroyed.

But the young man and the child-like white-haired sword spirit were both intact, without even a hair falling off.

"Your disciple is not bad, monk." Zhe said.

This was a rare compliment.

In the monk's impression, Zhe rarely praised people.

In fact, the battle cry just now was not only a test of Zhe to Wang Ling.

It was also a test of Zhe by Wang Ling.

This has shown that the Dharma image of this Wang Daozu is different from those opponents he met before.

Because Jing Ke was injured.

The moment Wang Ling caught it, he had already noticed that Jing Ke was injured internally.

Although it was not shown, it was not very serious.

But just a battle cry could injure his sword spirit.

In Wang Ling's memory, this is indeed the first time.

"Sword Master, I'm sorry..." Jing Ke was held in Wang Ling's arms, and felt that Wang Ling was using magic to heal himself, and felt a little ashamed for a while.

Although Jing Ke was injured this time, he also underestimated the enemy.

But in this situation, he really couldn't find any extra excuses to excuse himself.

Injury is injury.

Wang Ling sighed helplessly.

The disposable talismans on his body began to burn again...

There were more than ninety talismans in total, and more than twenty of them had been burned at this time.

He knew that he should not show off his power for a while.

He should save some disposable talismans.

He still had the next game.

But now, seeing Jing Ke injured, Wang Ling suddenly felt that his own son was being beaten.

Somehow.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

The next moment, Wang Ling raised his hand.

Zhe didn't understand what the boy was doing at this time.

But soon, he understood it instantly!

Because in the next encounter, a huge force pressed on Zhe's back.

At the position of the earth, the boy's palm actually split the chaos and passed through layers of void, with a breath of the avenue of creation!

Pressing his back, slapping him to the position of the earth!

Wang Ling's attack was too sudden.

The rules of the avenue were so vast that Zhe didn't react for a while.

He stared at Wang Ling.

I can't figure out why a young man has such terrible power.

He didn't even have time to stop it.

The whole person had already passed through the earth's atmosphere from the sky and rushed to the surface of the earth.

With a bang!

Like a comet hitting!

In front of Wang Ling, a huge cemetery was smashed...