Chapter 215: Dad, It's a Divine Thing!
Wang Ling spent a huge price to escape back to the God of War Sect.
He knew that once Taiyizong knew the news, he would definitely come after him.
Therefore, Wang Ling did not hesitate at all, did not have the slightest distress, the hole cards were exhausted, and with the strength of the early stage of the question, he crossed the Tiansha Sea where even if he was a strong person who stepped on the immortals, he had to be cautious.
There are many crises in the Tiansha Sea, this is a huge ocean connecting the two continents, not to mention the sea beasts in it, just the sea disasters that appeared at that time can also make the immortal powerhouse sink into the sand.
But.
Wang Ling's hole card is very awesome, it is a fairy talisman obtained from the immortal traces.
With the guarantee of the immortal rune, whether it is safety or speed, Wang Ling is enough to hang the immortals, escape quickly, and almost run out of hole cards, so he came to the location of the main sect of the God of War Sect!
Mount of Mars.
A huge and majestic statue that can be seen clearly even from a long distance.
The God of War Sect believes in the ancient god of war, and the statue is the idol of the ancient god of war.
With the statue of the god as the center, the God of War Sect was established, and between the mountains, the general trend of the sect was coming, even if it was the first time for a strong person to step on the immortals, he would be in awe.
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Wang Yu, the head of the God of War Sect, is Wang Ling's father.
But now, Wang Yu feels that his son is going to cheat his father!
He was stunned, looking at Wang Ling with a bewildered expression, there was a sculpture of eighteen Arhats in front of Wang Ling, his mouth was spitting, his excitement was incomprehensible, his hands were dancing to increase his persuasiveness, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Dad, our God of War Sect will definitely be able to dominate this realm by relying on this divine object!"
After saying the last sentence, Wang Ling exhaled and looked at his father with burning eyes.
Half ringing.
Wang Yu's cheeks twitched quickly, and then he slapped out.
Syllable!
With a crisp slap, Wang Ling was pumped away and hit the wall of the cave mansion, covering his cheeks in disbelief, looking at Wang Yu, "Dad, are you crazy?"
Wang Yu almost vomited blood!
it!
You're a pit son!
Am I crazy?
You're crazy!
You bastard, you believe such outrageous things? You do such unreliable things? I think you have been fooled and lame, right?
What kind of gods, what Five Elements Divine Body, what alchemy refiner master, do you think Lao Tzu will believe it?
In this world, how can there be such a perverted person? How can there be such a perverted fetish?
There's a limit to bragging, right? You're outrageous when your IQ is off the line!
With a big wave of his hand.
Wang Yu had a gloomy face, directly rolled up the eighteen Arhat sculptures, looked at Wang Ling coldly, and scolded, "Bastard, for this thing, you crossed the Tiansha Sea, and even the life-saving immortal talisman that Lao Tzu gave you was all consumed?"
Wang Ling, that's called a grievance!
He covered his face and stepped forward, gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, this is not some thing, this is a fetish!"
"God, your uncle!"
Wang Yu scolded.
Although Wang Ling does not have an uncle.
Wang Ling was even more aggrieved, and just wanted to say, I can prove it, how do I know, but I saw Wang Yu sneering at this time, "I checked it just now, this thing is made of mortal iron!"
Let's talk about it.
Suddenly, the palm of your hand pressed!
Only the sound of booming bang was heard.
The next moment, the sculpture of the Eighteen Arhats shattered in an instant, turned into slag, and floated down from mid-air!
Wang Yu sneered.
Fetish?
God the shit!
If it is a divine object, a mortal like Lao Tzu, can be shattered with one palm?
"This is the fetish you are talking about?Son, can we have a snack?" Wang Yu looked at Wang Ling with hatred.
And the royal tomb.
Vomited blood.
It was as if he had received 10 million critical hits, his face was extremely ugly, his eyes were scattered and he watched the powder of the sculpture fall, his eyes were red, and his tears collapsed!
Seeing this, Wang Yu sighed, "Son, you are the Young Sect of the God of War Sect, there are countless people who are worried about your position, today's matter, my father will hide it, this is a lesson, you must in the future..."
He was talking.
The next moment, Wang Yu's eyes suddenly straightened, and the rest of the words were swallowed back directly, and his eyes looked directly at the eighteen Arhat sculptures that were gradually forming in the air in front of him, and he screamed in his heart.
Wang Ling stopped crying, and watched this scene in ecstasy.
The sculpture powder polymerized, and it didn't take long for the complete sculpture to reappear in front of the father and son.
The reason for this.
But it's because of these eighteen Arhat sculptures, although they don't have any real ability, they have an attribute refined by Wang Bao, restored!
Moreover, in the sculpture, there are several attributes of Wang Bao's seal, which takes the flickering to the extreme.
"Dad, now, you should believe it, right?"
Wang Ling came to his senses, his body shook, his head was raised, his eyes were raised, and he looked at Wang Yu very dissatisfied.
Wang Yu gasped.
The sculpture was indeed shattered.
But now, looking at this complete sculpture, Wang Yu feels that it was even a dream just now.
Broken automatic recovery?This is all iron?
"Could it be that this is really a fetish?
Wang Yu was taken aback by the thought in his mind.
Wang Ling looked at his father's shocked expression, and was immediately satisfied, and said proudly, "Dad, I already know how to use the artifact, however, I don't know what the specific effect is, but the opportunity is rare, I want Dad to gather all the elders and give it a try in front of them, after all, if the artifact really works, then Taiyi will definitely come to find trouble!"
"When the time comes, you still need all the elders to work together to resist the Taiyi Sect!"
Wang Yu hesitated.
How much I didn't believe it just now, how shocking it is now!
Even if there are still ninety-nine people who don't believe it, but the remaining one who believes it is enough to crush Wang Yu's reason.
Because if it's true, then the benefits contained in it are too great!
It is comparable to the huge turning point of the God of War Sect getting the immortal trace.
As for what happens after the failure, Wang Yu feels that the big deal is to lose face.
Compared to the gain, this effort is completely worth it!
"Dad, believe me once! Even if it doesn't work at that time, I'll admit it! But if it's true, Dad, do you think that in the future, there will still be people who can threaten me, a young sect?"
Wang Ling licked his lips, his eyes filled with ambition.
Wang Yu and Wang Ling glanced at each other, were silent for a while, made a decision, gritted their teeth and said, "Wait!"
It didn't take long.
Many elders of the God of War Sect gathered in the main hall of the sect.
Wang Yu was in the first place, scanning the many elders, and did not mention the matter of the divine object for the time being, but beckoned to Wang Ling, "Go!"
Wang Ling stood in the center of the main hall.
Wang Yu smiled lightly, "Elders, my son Wang Ling, I want to show you a treasure today, please wait and see!"
A group of elders of the God of War Sect were all a little depressed.
Just for this big thing, why did you summon us over? Wang Yu is in charge, you were kicked in the head by a donkey?
Then they saw that Wang Ling suddenly took out a set of strangely shaped sculptures and placed them on the ground.
He knelt directly on the ground, folded his hands, and shouted loudly, "Forehead drop god, please let me break through!"
After saying that, he bowed down.
The scene fell silent in an instant.
Almost every elder of the God of War Sect was the same confused, looking at Wang Ling, and then at Wang Yu, the cheeks of a group of goods twitched quickly.
Emma, poof!
Teaching father and son, what kind of chicken feathers are you doing?
It's crazy, crazy, crazy, right?