There was no doubt that this was a crushing education. Wang Ling was dragging this Holy Sage by the ankles and beating him wantonly on the ground like a scarecrow, and he no longer had the imposing air of a Holy Sage like he had when he had first appeared.
His whirlpool face was now bruised and swollen, and yellow blood kept spurting out. Even his aura was much weaker, as if he had been beaten to the point of death.
Wang Ling's crazy output could be described as moving clouds and flowing water. The students from No. 60 High School and Maelstrom Imperial High School who had been completely clueless about Wang Ling earlier were all stupefied, as if they were dreaming and couldn't believe what they were seeing.
As expected of their dad …
Wang Muyu teleported to the top of the school building, which was an excellent vantage point with a wide field of view.
At the same time, he kept an eye on this Holy Sage who was being beaten up like crazy.
It could only be said that the Sacred Race's Holy Venerates were a bit stronger than ordinary Primordial Ones. In terms of combat power, Wang Muyu felt that this Holy Venerate was much stronger than Jing Ze and Yan Ruo.
In the end, he was still beaten up by Wang Ling until he didn't even have the strength to fight back.
But at the same time, Wang Muyu also knew that this wasn't the end. Every race had their own characteristics.
They knew very little about the Holy Race; apart from knowing that they had strange whirlpool faces, there didn't seem to be anything else special about them.
He knew that although Wang Ling had beaten him up badly, he hadn't directly killed the other party because he still wanted to feel out what else the Holy Race had up their sleeves.
"I thought Lingzi wasn't a normal person, but I didn't expect him to be so brutal!" Super Chen was very excited. Although he still hadn't completely digested what was happening to Wang Ling, this scene still gave him a sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.
"That's right." Hero Guo nodded. As a good brother, he was equally proud of Wang Ling. "We should have realized it earlier. After all, not everyone can be like Wang Ling, who scores above average in every exam … Actually, I also suspected that there was something wrong with Lingzi. For example, he was able to win several major competitions, which was very strange! We clearly aren't that strong. "
At that moment, Wang Ling's existence was completely revealed to the people of No. 60 High like the sun dispelling the clouds.
It was just that this Holy Clan member in front of him was still a mystery to him.
"He can't kill you. Get up and fight again. No matter what, you have to pull out a few of his teeth."
At that moment, Wang Ling, Wang Muyu and Lotus Sun heard a voice from the other side. A giant golden eye opened in the depths of the universe, and its gaze pierced through the layers of space to directly enter the intrinsic spirit field.
Wang Ling noticed this mysterious gaze.
At the same time, he followed the line of sight that seemed to be transmitted from the other side of the universe and saw the true form of the giant golden eye.
For a moment, his thoughts were running wild.
That was because the appearance of this giant eye was very similar to that of the "Universe Blood Fetus" which he had previously obtained from the Outer Divine Palace. Wang Ling currently still had that Universe Blood Fetus, and he infused it with a lot of spirit power every day.
But that "Universe Ghost Fetus" was like a baby that could never be fed; no matter how much energy Wang Ling poured into it, the flower bud never bloomed.
Thus, Wang Ling wondered if something had gone wrong at some point.
In other words, there was another Cosmic Freak.
He had to collect both of them in order to have a resonance reaction.
He thought that it would be a long time before he could find any new clues, but he did not expect to receive new information from the Sacred Ones.
Wang Ling deliberately waited.
On the ground, The Lord, whose face was swollen and bruised, quickly stood up with a new look.
It had a powerful self-healing ability and could also shorten the duration of the Heavy Injury effect.
Wang Ling couldn't help but praise this kind of recovery method; it was much better than what Bai Zhe had done back then.
"Gui Laoliu, try to kill him! Even if we can't kill him, we have to cripple him. How can the prestige of our Saint Race fall into the hands of an Earthling? "
The members of the Holy Clan from the other side of the universe were still instigating Wang Ling again through the Universe Nightmare Embryo in their hands. They shared a common hatred for a common enemy and looked like they wanted nothing more than to skin Wang Ling alive.
Wang Ling raised his eyelids disinterestedly; he didn't care about this bunch of clowns at all. He stared at Holy Master Ghost Six, who had stood up once more, and said indifferently, "Is that enough?"
Ghost Old Six's face darkened as he looked at Wang Ling and said, "You're too conceited! You're actually being softhearted in battle? If you want to fight, you have to fight until the other party has no breathing room at all! I admit that I underestimated you earlier, but our Holy Clan isn't so easy to deal with. "
He snorted. As soon as he said this, he immediately stamped his foot on the ground, and countless golden tentacles stretched out from the cracks in the ground to directly grab Wang Ling's ankle.
Wang Ling frowned slightly.
It wasn't that this method was strange, but that the moment the golden tentacle wrapped around Wang Ling's ankle, he had sensed through it that this Holy Venerable had the power of the bloodline of a ruler of the old days.
Strands of immortal qi mixed with the power of primordial chaos shook off the golden tentacles. Wang Ling had originally wanted to scare them back into the ground, but he hadn't expected them to become even more aggressive as they fought.
Even more golden tentacles emerged from the ground, and many glazed scales formed on the surface of the tentacles.
Wang Ling's expression was cold as he directly grabbed one of the tentacles and peeled off the scales. In the end, he was stunned to find that the scales on it weren't ordinary scales, but dragon scales …
And that wasn't the most outrageous thing.
The most outrageous thing was …
After Wang Ling pulled off the dragon scale, it was as if the golden tentacles had been stimulated by something, and countless wings actually sprouted from their bodies.
They were holy, crystalline, and extremely sharp. As they flung the tentacles about, the wings instantly turned into blades of light that fell off the golden tentacles and surged toward Wang Ling.
In that instant, the place where Wang Ling was standing was bombarded. Smoke and dust rose in all directions, and the ground that had been rained down by this massive amount of spirit power was a fiery red, as if it was being roasted by the sun.
"So strong." Lotus Sun sighed in her heart.
After all, this was Wang Ling's intrinsic spirit field. To be able to be so unbridled in an environment that was disadvantageous to them, this Holy Clan really couldn't be underestimated.
“？”
But at this point in the battle, a question slowly popped up in Wang Ling's heart.
He had imagined many possibilities of the Holy Clan, but had never thought that they would actually be a bunch of hybrids … or to put it bluntly, to use a modern internet catchphrase.
Good heavens.
This race was simply the ultimate stitched monster!
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