v3 Chapter 1826： Sight from the other side (January/92)

There is no doubt that this is a crushing education. The sage of the holy race was dragged by Wang Ling's ankles with the scarecrow as if he had to be beaten wantonly on the ground, and there was no longer the golden sage that appeared when he appeared on the stage. .

The whirlpool's face is now also blue and swollen, and yellow blood is spraying out continuously, even the breath is much weaker, and there is a feeling of being beaten to the dying.

This kind of crazy output can be described as flowing water under Wang Ling's hands. It can be seen that all the students in the Sixty Middle School and the Maelstrom Emperor who had no knowledge of Wang Ling before were stunned, as if they had a dream, how could they not believe what they were in front of? see.

deserves to be daddy...

Wang Muyu teleported himself to the top of the teaching building, which was an excellent place to watch the battle with a wide view.

At the same time, he was constantly observing the Lord who was madly beaten.

It can only be said that compared with the ordinary eternal person, the strength of the holy person from the holy race is indeed stronger, and the holy person in front of him is stronger than the previous pure Ze and hate in terms of combat power alone. less.

In the end, Wang Ling was beaten up badly, and he didn't have the energy to fight back.

But at the same time, Wang Muyu also knew that all this was not over yet, and each race had its own characteristics.

Regarding the saints, they don’t know much about the concept. Apart from knowing that they have a strange whirlpool face, there seems to be nothing strange.

He knew that even though Wang Ling took a slap in the face, since he didn't directly kill the opponent, he still wanted to test what else the saint clan could use.

"I thought Lingzi was not a normal person before, and I didn't expect him to be so cruel!" Chen Chao looked excited, although he still hasn't fully digested the facts about Wang Ling before him, but this scene still makes him feel To a kind of comfort from the bottom of my heart.

"Yeah." Guo Hao nodded. As a good brother, he was also proud of Wang Ling: "We should have noticed earlier. After all, not everyone can be like Wang Ling. Every time we take an exam... In fact, I also suspected that Lingzi had problems with him. For example, in the previous large-scale competitions, he could win with him. This is weird! Obviously our strength is not strong."

At this moment, to everyone in No. 60 High School, Wang Ling's existence completely surfaced like a cloud and the sun.

Just to Wang Ling, the saint in front of him is still a mystery.

"If he can't kill you, get up and fight again, and he will have to pull out a few teeth when he says anything."

At this moment, Wang Ling, Wang Muyu, and Sun Rong heard a voice from the other side. A giant golden eye opened from the depths of the universe, and the line of sight penetrated the layers of space, and went directly into this inherent spiritual realm. .

This mysterious sight, Wang Ling noticed.

At the same time, he followed the line of sight that seemed to pass from the other side of the universe to here, and saw the body of the giant golden eye clearly.

For a time, his thoughts were a little fluttering.

Because the appearance of this giant eye is very similar to the "cosmic fetus" previously obtained from the palace of the outer gods, the cosmic fetus is still in Wang Ling's hands, and Wang Ling has injected a lot of psychic energy every day. .

However, that "universal baby" was like a baby who was never fed enough. No matter how Wang Ling instilled energy, the buds never bloomed.

So Wang Ling was thinking whether there was a problem in any link.

In other words, there is another cosmic birthplace.

The two must be collected in order to have a resonance reaction.

He thought it might take a long time to find new clues about this matter, but he didn't expect to get new news from the saints at this moment.

Wang Ling waited deliberately.

On the ground, the sacred Lord, whose nose and face was swollen by him, quickly stood up again in a completely renewed posture.

Strong self-healing ability, and can shorten the duration of the serious injury effect.

Such a recovery method made Wang Ling complimented that he was much better than Bai Zhe back then.

"Gui Lao Liu, try to kill him! If he can't be killed, he will be maimed. How can the reputation of my saint clan not fall into the hands of a human being on earth?"

The members of the saints from the other side of the universe are still instigating them again through the cosmic fetus in their hands. They share the same enemy, and they are in a posture of wanting to peel Wang Ling.

Wang Lingxing raised his eyelids unavoidably, and did not look at the group of clowns at all. He stared at his eyes and stood up again. The holy person known as the sixth ghost, said calmly, "Is it all right?" "

Gui Lao Liu looked at Wang Ling with a sullen face, and said, "You are too arrogant! When you fight, you are still soft-hearted? If you want to fight, you have to fight until the opponent has no room to breathe! I admit that I looked down on you before, but Our saints are not so easy to deal with."

He hummed, and as soon as the voice fell, he immediately stepped on the ground. In the cracks in the ground, numerous golden tentacles protruded from it, directly holding Wang Ling's ankle.

Wang Ling frowned slightly.

It's not how surprising this method is, but at the moment when the golden tentacles tied his ankle, Wang Ling felt through the tentacles the power of the blood of a certain old dominator in the body.

The fairy-like stripes on his body, mixed with the power of chaos, shook these golden tentacles away. He originally wanted to scare these golden tentacles back to the ground, but he didn't expect that these tentacles would become more and more brave as they fought.

More golden tentacles emerged from the ground, and on the tentacles, many glazed scales were condensed.

Wang Ling looked indifferent, and he grabbed a tentacles and pulled off the scales on it. Once again, he was surprised to find that the scales on the tentacles were not ordinary scales. UU reading was dragon scales...

This is not the most outrageous.

The most outrageous thing is.

Just after Wang Ling pulled out the dragon scale, these golden tentacles seemed to be stimulated again, and countless wings grew out of his body.

Holy, crystal clear, and extremely sharp, while shaking the tentacles, these wings instantly turned into light blades and fell off the golden tentacles, and the overwhelming imperial order surged.

In an instant, the place where Wang Ling was located was bombed on the spot. Smoke and dust rose in all directions. After being poured out by huge psychic energy, the land was red, as if being burned by the sun.

"So strong." Lotus Sun sighed inwardly.

After all, this was within Wang Ling's own inherent spiritual realm, and he was able to do so presumptuously in an environment that was not conducive to him. This saint race really should not be underestimated.

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However, at this point in the battle, Wang Ling slowly sent a question mark in his heart.

He had imagined the possibilities of many saints, but he never thought that saints were actually a mixed race...or to put it plainly in modern Internet buzzwords.

good fellow.

This race is simply the ultimate suture monster!

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