Since ancient times, all the Buddha's Palms had come down from above, but Wang Ling's palm was extraordinary.
This was a palm that combined modern mathematical knowledge and a proficient grasp of the principle of parabola.
After accurately calculating the angle and landing point, he first gathered his spiritual energy and struck towards the sky. Using the principle of parabola, the spiritual energy gathered in this palm turned into a tangible palm print in the air. Then, through the acceleration of gravity, it quickly fell down. The magical power was magnificent and endless.
Wang Ling aimed at the air and struck repeatedly, and the Buddha's Palms continued to fall, one after another, as if there was no end to it.
Unable to move, Jing Ze was smacked to the ground. Even if he wanted to gather strength to get up, he had just raised his upper body when Wang Ling's parabola Buddha's Palm smashed him hard into the ground, causing him to kowtow.
At the same time, his body continued to sink under the power of these palms, and he was gradually buried in the ground in front of him until he finally sank six thousand meters below the ground in the Dragon Tomb.
At that moment, the halo of Eternal Moon Starlight on Jing Ze's body was already very dim. Because of his severe injury, this level of Eternal Moon Starlight was already completely insufficient.
He was bathed in blood and the lightning flashing on his body was far less bright than it had been at the beginning, as if he had used up all his power and urgently needed to be recharged.
At this time, if Wang Ling struck him with one more palm, Jing Ze would have no chance of survival, but he still stopped at the critical moment.
As an "old tormentor," he felt that letting Jing Ze die so straightforwardly was letting him off too easily.
Therefore, he deliberately left some time for the Cleansing Swamp to recover.
At that moment, only Jing Ze could feel this sense of despair. Although he already had a premonition of how strong Wang Ling was, he hadn't expected that even with the Eternal Moon Starlight on him, it would still be difficult for him to escape being beaten to a pulp.
This was a monster …
A monster among human cultivators. Jing Ze had never imagined that he, a descendant of the dragon race, would actually be beaten to the point where he couldn't fight back by a human cultivator.
"Save me …" But at that moment, he already had no more strength to spare, and just wanted to buy himself some time to recover. He began to fear that Wang Ling would strike him again without saying a word.
Buzz!
Thus, at this moment, the Dragon Descendant artifacts on his body, the diamond gloves and the God-Devouring Umbrella, all lit up and erupted with resplendent light.
At the same time, his eyes lit up as well. The Burning Sky Chain Hammer borrowed from the other side!
This was the only Chaos Weapon among the Dragon Descendants that had reached the Sequence Level 4 and represented Light! Boundless might!
In front of the Sky-Burning Chain Hammer, his Diamond Glove and God-Devouring Umbrella became followers at this moment. They transformed into flowing lights and stuck closely behind the Sky-Burning Chain Hammer.
When the crimson flame rushed out of the deep hole in the ground, the immortal divinity of the Sky Burning Chain Hammer also burst out at the same time.
Bright, brilliant, glorious, immortal … all these words that symbolized the supreme were reflected on the Burning Heaven Chain Hammer at this moment.
Then, right in front of Wang Ling, the Sky-Burning Chain Hammer materialized into a weapon spirit. It was a red-skinned, muscular man with a big, twisted beard and a small braid, very much like the Mighty Miracle God.
His figure was enormous, covering the sky and covering the sun. He was at least 300 meters tall, and at the same time, his eyes shone brilliantly like two suns.
Boom!
Wang Ling didn't say a word of nonsense. This time, he didn't hesitate in the slightest as he straightaway raised his hand and struck out at this huge hammer spirit.
This strike was simple and unadorned, but the hammer spirit was well aware of Wang Ling's strength, so it didn't relax in the slightest as it took a completely defensive stance.
Bang!
There was an explosion!
His feet trembled, and his body was immediately covered by a layer of Holy Flame Armor. This armor was formed from the flames at the core of the Sun. The instant it appeared, it burned everything around it into scorched earth and then turned it into dust.
His entire body was like an eternal star, radiating immortal light.
"Oh no! As expected of a weapon of light … Dad is in danger! "Wang Muyu was nervous, and his little hands trembled slightly as he gripped Lotus Sun's shoulder.
He instinctively wanted to help, but Lotus Sun hugged him and didn't let him move. "Don't disturb him, Muyu. Let's just watch him perform. "
"But …" Wang Muyu was still worried.
This kind of Holy Flame armor was very hard to defend against. Seeing Wang Ling approach recklessly, he instantly thought of the legend of Kuafu chasing the sun.
Because all his memories had been inputted by a computer, the knowledge in his mind was jumbled up like an encyclopedia. He knew a little of everything, but because there was so much information, he couldn't understand it very thoroughly.
"Ah! Not good! Dad's going to crash into it! " Wang Muyu cried out in alarm. He stretched out his little hands to cover his eyes, and almost cried when he saw this scene.
However …
Wang Ling's strength was far beyond his imagination.
Because the moment Wang Ling approached, a large chunk of the hammer spirit's Holy Flame armor was suddenly missing! The flames in that area converged into a fire tornado, which Wang Ling's King's Eye devoured!
Thus, when Wang Ling got close, he didn't need to worry about the Holy Flame armor at all.
In fact, even if he didn't use the power of the King's Eye, this Holy Flame wouldn't have any effect on Wang Ling; he couldn't even feel its heat.
But the problem was that the sportswear he was wearing was innocent, and it hadn't been enchanted to a very high level.
If it was close to his body, the Holy Flame armor's temperature could very well melt his sportswear.
Wang Ling didn't want to appear butt-naked in front of so many people, so he had used the King's Eye to absorb the Holy Flame.
"Bang!"
Wang Ling's palm landed solidly on the Holy Flame Armor and smashed it to smithereens. In a split second, it was as if Hammer Spirit's body was set ablaze as sparks burst forth from his body, and his defense was directly broken!
This palm directly destroyed this immortal light as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. The hundred-zhang-tall hammer spirit collapsed at the same time, like a mountain collapsing. Countless Bao Bai Group employees on the ground were once again annihilated and turned into vengeful spirits.
At the same time, on Bao Bai Group's side, none of the surviving employees could have imagined that this giant hammer spirit would be killed in such a short period of time.
This youngster's strength was simply too terrifying; he was simply an invincible existence!
"So powerful …" At that moment, Wang Muyu had completely calmed down and stopped thinking about helping Wang Ling. His pupils contracted as he felt his world view and perception being overturned and refreshed.
At the same time, in his young heart, he was even more certain of one thing …
Wang Muyu gazed at Wang Ling's back with adoration in his small eyes. "He really is my dad, so powerful! Only my dad can be so powerful! "
Wang Ming sweated. "What if … what if he isn't? Muyu, I don't think you should be so hasty in acknowledging him as your dad. Maybe he'd rather see you as his little brother … "
"I don't care, he's my dad."
Wang Muyu shook his head stubbornly, then buried his little head in Lotus Sun's shoulder and snorted. "Then from now on, we'll talk about our own things. I call him dad, and he calls me little brother. "
Lotus Sun and Wang Ming: "…"
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