Chapter 42 Waste
And now, the cultivation shown by Wang Zhenling is definitely above the realm of gods.
The angel didn't even expect that Wang Zhenling would be able to use the luck power of Xia and the county. Do this kind of attack!
In this world, almost no one has ever done it!
Needless to say, ordinary officials can't cultivate their lives, but they can only cultivate their nature.
The sex light is strong, and it can mobilize the luck of the government through the official seal, the royal law, and communication.
However, it can't be controlled like an arm!
And the Qi practitioner ...... Even these people from Cheng Tiandao mixed into the court and got an official position.
But there is no official to govern the people, and there is no county seat almost like Wang Zhenling, which is almost equivalent to building a new county seat.
Moreover, the most important thing is that there is no such heavenly lotus seed in Wang Zhenling's hands!
Therefore, there has never been a person like Wang Zhenling, who is a cultivator and can manipulate the power of his arms and fingers. And be able to communicate the existence of driving luck!
"Oops, I'm underestimating!"
When the angel cried out in disgust, the spear had pierced into his shoulder.
If it was an ordinary person, then the powerful force attached to the spear was enough to blow the whole person to pieces.
Even, even if it is an ordinary master in the out-of-body period, at this time, if he is shot by this spear, he will almost be shot, and under the huge luck, even the Yuan Shen will be shattered!
However, this angel didn't know what means he used, and suddenly Li Dai was stiff.
The spear pierced the vine staff, and the angel turned pale with a pale face, but he was unharmed and appeared a foot away!
"Good skills!"
Wang Zhenling condescendingly praised, and suddenly, the red cloud floating in the sky above the county, like a flame, had already wrapped the primordial spirit that flew out from his top door.
This is like putting on a set of red robes that fly like flames for Wang Zhenling's primordial spirit!
In an instant, the sea of blood and qi that swept up the sky like fire turned into a hideous and terrifying dragon, and swooped down!
"Damn ......"
In an instant, the face of the angel changed miserably, and at this moment he felt that he was not making enemies with Wang Zhenling alone, but with the entire Xiahe County, and tens of thousands of people in the entire Xiahe County!
Cheng Tiandao and the government have done a lot of things, and now they are cooperating with the imperial court.
If Wang Zhenling uses the power of the luck king's law, then the angel is not very afraid!
It can even be said that he can also take the opportunity to plot against Wang Zhenling.
After all, the web of the royal law, woven by people, is too rigid and has countless loopholes.
However, Wang Zhenling did not rely on the luck of the king law at all, but directly used the power of the Yuan Shen to directly drive the luck of the entire Xia and County to sweep towards him.
Don't say that this angel is not a god master, even if he is really a god master, with the mana of one person, the enemy is full of luck, and only the dead can not die again!
Bang!
The power brought up by Wang Zhenling's primordial spirit slammed straight into the body of the angel like a tornado.
This time, even if he wanted to be stiff again, it was impossible.
The powerful tornado directly envelops it in it, and it turns with a bang, strangling it completely!
"Hey, this angel is not flesh and blood?"
After completely strangling the messenger, Wang Zhenling was stunned to find that there was no body, only a rotten rattan cane remained on the spot.
Wang Zhenling originally thought that this messenger had cast some strange spell and escaped with his life.
Then it quickly became clear that this was not the case at all.
The one who becomes an angel is simply a doppelganger!
"I said how could the messenger of the Heavenly Dao be so weak, it turns out that this is just a clone that borrows things and gives form......"
Thinking about this, Wang Zhenling suddenly realized, and finally knew that the angel who had dodged his spear just now was not Li Daitao's substitution for death spell.
And that cane is his body!
The Great Heavenly Monarch of the Chengtian Dao himself is holding the nine-section scepter, and when it comes to the level of the seven-section envoy, he is only two levels lower than the Great Heavenly Monarch, and he is already the high-level of the Chengtian Dao!
How can it be a mere human immortal, a cultivator in the out-of-body realm?
As for how high the Great Heavenly Monarch's cultivation is now, no one knows, and Wang Zhenling will not know.
But according to the records of Chengtian Dao, when the Great Heavenly Monarch set up his own portal, he was already a ghost immortal!
Cheng Tiandao is now so powerful, and dares to support the current Dacheng Heavenly Son, and directly call out to the heavenly court, then this great heavenly monarch's current cultivation should never be under the earth immortal.
Even the immortals are possible!
And the envoy of the Seven Festivals, as a high-level of the Heavenly Dao, is not an earth immortal, at least a ghost immortal!
The circumstantial evidence is that his distinguishing body is already close to the realm of the gods.
"Waste, real waste...... A dignified seven-section envoy of the Heavenly Dao is so weak......"
Seeing that the angel was killed by Wang Zhenling, the leader was already furious and scolded.
At this time, the death of the angel made the leader in a dilemma, and it can be said that he could not advance or retreat.
Wang Zhenling put down such a formation, so many bonfires, and human flesh.
If he led his troops to kill him, he would probably kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 of his own.
After taking this and the county seat, his ghost pawns are afraid that they will also be hit hard, and when the time comes, they will still want to rob the spiritual vein jade hub, which is a dream!
However, it is even more difficult to retreat now!
Generally speaking, ghosts do not move large distances.
Because for ghosts, the yang world is not where it should be, and the true fire of the sun during the day is even more fatal to ghosts.
Ghosts can roam around at night, but when it gets dark, they have to find a place to hide.
Or hide back in the tomb, or hide in other shady places to escape the strong yang energy of the day!
A single ghost has a place to hide, and if it is a large group of ghosts, migrating all the way, and trying to find a suitable place to hide every day, it is definitely not an easy thing.
As for directly attacking in person, or sending powerful ghosts to capture the thief and capture the king.
Don't be kidding, that flame and blood are all restrained ghosts.
No matter how powerful the ghost is, most of the power will be suppressed, and if you break in, won't you be sent to death?
Three ways didn't work, the leader was in trouble for a while, but he could only scold, instigating himself all the way over, and the one who blew the sky was like an angel!
However, he couldn't wait long here, and once he waited until dawn, then they would still be unlucky.
For the sake of the present......
"General, since the food is tasteless, it is a pity to abandon it. Then we might as well retreat directly......
This Xia and County are so difficult to gnaw, who knows what the situation will be in the mountains without reach?"
A ghost creature spoke to the leader.