Chapter 440: When Fighting, Keep It Simple...

The Evil Sword God was slapped directly into the ground. In this moment, one can think of a phrase: three-tenths of the ground...

Looking at the deeply sunken human-shaped indentation on the ground, Wang Ling's palm was still floating with green smoke.

In fact, before this, when Wang Ling was still at home, he had noticed a trace of uneasiness, but it was a pity that he was still a step late.

This palm was a lesson for the Evil Sword God's arrogance, and Wang Ling did not use his full strength.

Because Wang Ling felt that if he could let this kind of demon be freed with just one slap, it would be too easy for him...

Wang Ling was floating in the void. In order to prevent others from being involved in this battle, when he slapped the Evil Sword God, the inherent spiritual domain had already covered the surroundings, forming an independent space, separated from the real world.

The Evil Sword God climbed out of the pit with a bloody face, and his face was twitching slightly... In addition to anger, there was more surprise.

He stared at Wang Ling...

Loose Immortal?

No... He must be stronger than a Sanxian, but judging from his realm and aura, the boy in front of him is undoubtedly a Sanxian.

However, if he is just a Sanxian, it is unscientific that he can be beaten like this with a slap...

The Evil Sword God raised his eyes and stroked his cheek with his hand. A purple spiritual light lit up from his hand, and the blood on his face was almost instantly healed.

He jumped out of the pit and looked around. He found that the scenery in front of him had changed. And because of the Purple Ji Demon Eye, he knew very well that this was not an illusion, but a real scene - right in front of him, the old stone sculpture, the dozen or so palm trees that were almost dying but still standing, and the teaching building behind that looked like it had been renovated many times, everything was real.

At this moment, the boy who slapped him to the ground was now on the old stone sculpture, looking down at him...

"Instantly release the inherent spiritual domain..." The Evil Sword God's eyes dimmed, thinking that this young miscellaneous cultivator was indeed not simple.

The powerful force that can be exerted beyond one's own realm, and the inherent spiritual domain that can only be exerted at the True Immortal level, can be released instantly.

All of this shows the boy's outstanding strength...

"Heh... am I careless?" Thinking of this, the Evil Sword God held his belly and laughed like he was crazy.

How many years have passed...

It has been too long since he felt what pain felt like. Wang Ling's slap woke him up and made him feel that there was an evil nature in his blood that was constantly rolling all over his body.

"Miscellaneous cultivator, you did a great job! You succeeded in arousing my interest! The junior whom I killed before dared to track me back through sword energy. I thought this was a provocation!"

The Evil Sword God held Shengwu in his left hand and Potian in his right hand, then raised his right arm and pointed the sword at Wang Ling: "Since you are his friend, he is disrespectful to me, you should also be punished! Not only you! Wait until I cut you into pieces and grab your soul, and I will kill your relatives and friends one by one!"

Hearing this, Wang Ling took a deep breath.

Speaking of this, the Evil Sword God looked around with contempt and snorted: "Hmph! This is just a mere inherent spiritual domain, what can it do to me?"

The Evil Sword God was very confident. He believed that he was just careless before, because he did not use any defensive means at that time, and purely used his physical body to resist, but he accidentally suffered a great loss.

And now, in his serious state, the Evil Sword God felt that his evil nature was surging... Wang Ling's slap aroused his fighting spirit!

And not only that, now he has collected Potian and Shengwu, two combination spiritual swords that can be said to be both offensive and defensive on the Spirit Sword List, making his combat power stronger than before.

"Miscellaneous cultivators... From the moment I took this Shengwu sword, the game is over!"

The next moment, the Evil Sword God attacked again!

"Miscellaneous cultivators, die!"

He flashed on the ground, like a thunderbolt, and even in Wang Ling's inherent spiritual domain, his actions were still very swift!

He held two swords and moved towards the old stone sculpture where Wang Ling was standing, while splitting into multiple clones, dazzling and overwhelming.

Wang Ling looked at this scene and sighed in his heart. He didn't quite understand why people with higher realms like to perform acrobatics in battle these days.

This kind of fancy attack method is not only a headache, but also, in Wang Ling's opinion, it actually has no key reversal effect on the final outcome of the battle.

So, isn't it better to keep it simple...

Looking at the Evil Sword God rushing over and splitting into more and more figures, Wang Ling's eyes were always focused on the only body.

Then, he raised his hand, and the second slap was ready to go...

Well...

The Evil Sword God's body was getting closer and closer...

The next moment, a figure appeared from the front of Wang Ling.

However, Wang Ling ignored it at all.

He looked indifferent and expressionless.

"Go to hell! Miscellaneous cultivator!" At this time, the Evil Sword God's body appeared from behind him.

On the old stone sculpture, Wang Ling turned his body...

Bang!

Like playing golf, the second slap landed accurately on the face of the Evil Sword God again!

The huge force almost covered it with a crushing force, directly slapping half of the Evil Sword God's face into a dent.

The Evil Sword God was slapped away by Wang Ling again!

Different beginnings, but the same endings, history is always surprisingly similar...

In the inherent spiritual domain, the teaching building has been pierced by the Evil Sword God. Wang Ling's slap directly slapped the Evil Sword God into the main building of the teaching building, passing through several classrooms along the way, and passing by the toilet... When he finally flew out, his head was still on the water tank in the toilet.

Wang Ling stared at him with a relaxed attitude. He waved his hand and grabbed the two swords beside the Evil Sword God with a gravity spell.

"How is this possible..."

The Evil Sword God climbed up from the playground with a bloody face, and vomited a large mouthful of blood with a wow. He was completely stunned!

...

At the same time, Wang Ling turned his head and looked at another place in the void.

Before, the True Lord Diulei, who was shattered into a blood mist by the power of the sword, had recondensed, and even his autumn clothes and white robes were perfectly restored... Under the special effect of the Soul-Calming Ring, he was directly resurrected on the spot, without any difference!

As early as when Wang Ling arrived here, he had already realized that Master Diulei was not really dead, because he could feel that the spiritual sword contract between Master Diulei and Master Shengwu Sword had not been interrupted.

Among the ten soul-suppressing rings he refined with the "Great Art of Refining Art" and referring to the "Eight Divine Artifacts", the rest were average third-grade holy artifacts, and only Master Diulei's was the most special one...

The function of the soul-suppressing ring, in addition to being able to accommodate the soul space, the most important ability is to protect the soul, so that the soul will not disperse, and re-condense the body with the soul as the foundation for resurrection after two minutes.

This is a serious resurrection ring.

The only difference is that the third-grade soul-suppressing rings in the hands of others can only be resurrected twice at most.

And the one in Master Diulei's hand is of the realm level...

As long as the ring is not destroyed.

Theoretically, it can be done...

Unlimited resurrection...