The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ling looked at the ghost general who rushed towards him fiercely, and turned his head away as if he had seen a ghost.

The Wang family's cottage lived on the outskirts of Donghuang Road. There used to be many lonely ghosts there, but they were all scared away by Wang Ling. Wang Ling remembered the last ghost that rushed towards him like this, and the spirit body had long since vanished.

It can only be said that this ghost general has better luck.

It was not scared away by Wang Ling, but was scared away by the lion fighting beside Wang Ling.

After about ten minutes of talisman drawing, Wang Ling had already made all kinds of boosting talismans, and then wrapped them all around the lion fighting lion like the renter's plastic hair roller.

This is a lion fighting lion that has been supercharged by Wang Ling!

A full twenty enhanced talismans made all kinds of talismans linger around the body of the lion fighting, plus the special effects halo blessing of the talisman... The ghost general had just rushed into the villa, and was almost blinded by this gorgeous light.

"..."

So, after being silent for three seconds, this ghost will decide to take a step first...

Damn it!

Plus 20 enhanced lion fighting!

This is a fart!

And then, there is this scene in the carriage...

In the RV compartment, Sansheng supported Ersheng's already weak body, and everyone bowed their heads in pain.

It is also impacted by backlash, but the backlash of the power of ghosts is obviously stronger than the backlash of spiritual pressure, and the lethality has reached level five.

No extra struggle.

After the second sage spit out the last mouthful of donating blood, he threw himself into the street.

Blood sprayed Sansheng's face.

Looking at the monitor screen, Song Qingshu gritted his teeth angrily: "Today's mission failed, this is the end!"

All this is too evil, from the previous surveillance screen, it is just a teenager. Even Song Qingshu didn't understand what was going on. In just ten minutes of launching the attack, the dignified Ten Sages had already lost two generals!

Obviously, the blind attack is ineffective, and they have no idea what the young man's details are.

Right now, the best strategy Song Qingshu can think of is to retreat.

"Fourth Junior Brother..."

The three saints got up, looked at the pink-robed Taoist man beside him, and handed over the Wand of the Night Ghost: "You can continue this meditation stick. From now on, you will lead the other six juniors."

Everyone stared at the three saints, and already knew the enlightenment in this Taoist's heart.

Taoist pink-clothed took the chanting stick: "Please listen to the instructions of the third senior brother!"

Sansheng stared at the monitor and looked at Song Qingshu in the cab through the machine: "Director Song, it's not up to you to fail this mission. One is that we underestimate the enemy, and the other is that we will go our own way. After returning, please report the truth to the castle master. I am very sorry for the failure of this mission..."

Song Qingshu was silent: "Have you made up your mind about the three saints?"

"Elder Brother and Second Brother both died unintentionally, and I have decided to avenge them." The three saints nodded: "If the revenge is successful, I will come back with the stone ghost face to find you. If not, please find my body and take me and my senior brother. , The second senior brother was buried together in Jiangnan. That is the hometown where our senior brothers once practiced together."

"okay, I get it."

Song Qingshu sighed.

Sansheng opened the carriage and finally got out of the car, his white shirt fluttering, carrying an immortal sword, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Before leaving, the three saints seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look behind him: "From now on, there may only be seven of the ten saints left, and they will no longer exist... All the brothers and sisters, let's start a resounding name again. "

Immediately, several juniors fell into meditation.

Only after Song Qingshu heard the words, if he was inspired, he said weakly: "Senior Three Saints, what do you think about the name of the Seven Devils of Jiangnan?"

Sansheng: "..."

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Life is either on the street or on the way.

Wang Ling felt that this sentence was quite a good interpretation of the Ten Sages.

It is very easy for people in high positions to be blinded by a leaf, see the forest but forget the leaves, see the river but forget the sea. Over the years, the mission execution success rate of the Ten Saints has been a complete success. Established a good reputation in the industry... However, this time, this record was broken.

The reason is that they have no idea what kind of iron plate they kicked...

The reason why Sansheng chose to stay was first for revenge, and second for investigation.

At this moment, it is already evening.

Outside the villa, the seven gods had already left, and only the three saints were left, carrying the immortal sword and approaching the villa of the Thunder Throwing True Monarch in Wenxianyuan step by step.

That seat in white clothes was hunting and dancing, and the three saints were holding their swords with awe-inspiring killing intent. The captain of the security guard on duty at the door felt that this person was a little awkward, so he stepped forward nervously, stared at the Sansheng with a little "kindness" in his eyes, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said with an apologetic smile: "... Excuse me, this gentleman is here. The owner of the company still has something to visit."

Sansheng said with a straight face, "I'm here to find an old friend."

Captain of the security: "..." Where is there anyone looking for an old friend with a sword in hand!

But obviously, it's not about learning how to cook!

The security captain was a little nervous. The security guard on duty in Wenxianyuan, although not high in realm, was also a cultivator. The chilling aura on Sansheng is so obvious that the security captain has already smelled a tinge of trouble: "This gentleman... If it is a visit, please report the villa number... We have to confirm with the owner. "

Sansheng pointed at the villa in the distance: "Have you noticed that there is something wrong with that villa?"

The security captain's gaze followed the direction pointed by the three saints, and the whole person was immediately startled... Isn't this Tamar the villa of the dead senior!

Looking at the Taoist man in white, no matter how stupid the security captain is, he knows that 80% of them are here to seek revenge!

The security captain was in a hurry, sweating coldly: "Sir...don't mess around..."

Sansheng: "That villa is obviously built illegally. When this old man demolishes this villa with one sword, I believe you will find it a lot more pleasing to the eye."

Security Captain: "Sir, who are you..."

Sansheng stared at the security guard and said two words solemnly!

"..."

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Completely disregarding the blocking of the security captain, the three saints stepped into the villa with a golden sword.

As for the security captain at the door, he had already been knocked down by Sansheng, and was directly shocked by a spiritual pressure, foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground twitching.

The security guard was very lucky and did not become a ghost under the sword of the three saints. Now the three saints are full of anger of revenge, and did not immediately kill the security guard. If the security captain pulled out his weapon, maybe the ending would be really tragic.

When they reached the door, Sansheng found that the gate of the villa had already opened.

Then, the boy who had been monitored by the Heaven and Earth Spirit Sense Formation walked out slowly from inside.

The eyes of the three saints were a little stunned when they saw Wang Ling.

Because, this boy is wearing a blue... school uniform?

This man is actually a student! ?

Sansheng was shocked.