The Daily Life of the Immortal King

It can only be said that the fog of Chaos is really fierce.

If you use a bit more intuitive data, although Wang Ling’s one-strike knife can cause explosion damage output, as long as there is this chaotic fog in it, the fog can be reduced by up to 75%. hurt.

This is also the main reason why Gray Mist Jun can stand up again after Wang Ling twice hit.

Injured, but not seriously injured, and such injuries are far from lethal.

Wang Ling was even more surprised.

In addition to the damage reduction effect, this chaos fog also has the ability to heal itself, and this self-healing can ignore the “severe wound” effect.

The last person who was extremely confident in his “self-healing ability” was President Bai.

Unfortunately, President Bai did not count Wang Ling’s every attack with a “severe wound” effect.

To the extent that he was too late to recover after being injured, he returned to the west …

Now, the groundhog has fully demonstrated the professionalism that a qualified meat shield should possess.

He is not afraid of serious injuries!

Even if it is beaten into residual blood, as long as there is a chaos fog, you can live again!

It’s really a tough guy!

Wang Ling stared at the misty prince who climbed out of the second pit in the universe, and was thinking about countermeasures.

If you want to kill this marmot, you must find a way to peel off this layer of chaos.

But judging from the current results, Wang Ling not at all thinks about the appropriate method.

Because this chaos fog seems to be integrated with the groundhog!

It becomes an indivisible existence!

“Because it has been hidden in the mist for too long, has the mist regarded itself as an organ on this groundhog?” Wang Ling guessed.

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On the other side, the misty prince crawling out of the second deep pit is very depressed.

The second face came too suddenly.

He even once suspected that he had taken the wrong script.

As the first Divine Beast under the ancestral throne, he has never encountered such a scene of unilateral acceptance of beatings.

The golden lantern monk has never asked for such a big deal in his hands!

hōng lóng lóng lóng ……

On the surface of the moon, a strong vibration sounded.

Gray Mist Jun once again sprang up from the spot, and pointed his sharp claw in the direction of Wang Ling.

“Are you still here?” Wang Ling didn’t believe the marmot would do the trick again.

At such a distance, no matter how fast the marmot is, he can immediately shoot the marmot back like the fly.

Seeing that there may be another third deep pit on the surface of the moon.

I saw that when Gray Mist flew into the air, his sharp claw even tore open a space, then transformed his body into light particles, and quickly disappeared into the void!

Has it disappeared halfway?

No …

Wang Ling found that this marmot wanted to get into his own spiritual space.

It’s really omnipotent’s paw.

The barriers leading to the spiritual space can be torn in.

This is Wang Ling’s mistake.

He didn’t expect the marmot to have this ability.

He was negligent for a while.

But what can he do in his spiritual space …

In Wang Ling’s opinion, this marmot is simply about one’s own destruction.

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The spiritual space of a normal practitioner is very small.

It is natural to say that Great Expert has a wide spiritual space.

Take monks as examples.

The spiritual world of a monk is about the level of a solar system.

But the spiritual space of Wang Ling …

After entering into the misty prince, I felt that I was stupid.

Because he found that he was just detached from one real universe and into another spiritual universe …

Wipe!

What is this spiritual space that humans have!

“Are you ready to die?” It was a cold voice that sounded from Wang Ling’s spiritual space universe.

The sound seems to be the essence of this universe.

Double overlapping, with terrifying echoes like the Great Desolate death knell.

Surge from all directions.

The familiar white hair silhouette appears, which is made up of countless stars and light particles.

As always, it ’s like playing in the heavens.

Wang Ying manifested his figure in front of Gray Mist King, his eyes were domineering and impeccable.

“Are you … the shadow of this man?” Gray Wujun looked dumb.

He feels it.

The breath on this person is the same as that of the large shadow from the previous riots on the back of the moon.

The power from the same avenue.

The marmot was surprised.

Although he only worked face to face, he could feel the shadow in front of him.

His body is mixed with reality, as if fused in this spiritual world built by the sea of ​​stars, the blur is not visible.

The pair of cold obsidian-like eyes, full of sharpness, even without Wang Tong’s blessing, can still bring a great sense of shock.

The grey light flickers on the groundhog, which once again improves the protection ability of the chaotic fog!

Now, Chaos Fog has been added to the 50% damage reduction effect, wrapping him up and down strictly.

A marmot expects from didn’t expect that one day he will drive the chaos fog to 50%.

Because he has the strength of Primal Chaos within the body, that is many.

The 50% chaos fog means that the allocation of the strength of Primal Chaos within the body will be mostly used for this chaos fog.

The effect of damage reduction is up, but at the same time his strength damage will be weakened due to the allocation of within the body strength of Primal Chaos.

“Relying on this gray coat, so act wilfully everywhere.” Wang Ying’s eyes became more indifferent.

Under such a compelling sight, Gray Wujun finally could not bear it: “Don’t be too arrogant! When Daozu gave birth to me, you were not even DNAse!”

The marmot started, and under the blessing of the fog, he stretched out sharp claw and grabbed it with one claw!

The void in front is distorted, and there is an intangible chaotic wave spreading, and Wang Ying is imprisoned in it.

At the same time, the fog surrounding him turned into wings at this moment, making him a flying marmot!

The wave of Divine Wing is a Shrink the Ground to an Inch effect!

Countless stars are drawn into the storm and then torn into strong powder by the strong wind.

The marmot is swinging its wings and probing its claws, trying to tear Wang Ying’s body.

Wang Ying is too lazy to dodge.

When this paw hits his brain, it passes directly through his body.

No harm was done to him.

“It’s a stupid groundhog. It’s such a heavy hand to the shadow.” Wang Ying’s eyes were cold.

He has clearly understood all this.

This chaotic fog is indeed the key.