If Loopy Toad was here, it would definitely find this scene very familiar. The only difference was that Loopy Toad had collapsed on its own back then, while Wang Ling was releasing genuine spiritual pressure this time.
What kind of scene was this? In the distance, Dharmaraja and Fatty Luo felt a deep sense of terror in their hearts.
Below the female elder, there were no less than a hundred female disciples at the Soul Formation stage. When the elder gave the order to set up the array, all of them froze in place, as if they had been hit by a full set of Sunflower Acupuncture Hands.
After that, in a mere two seconds, the group of female disciples fell down like dominoes. Even their postures were frozen, as if they had fallen into a petrified state … Their eyes were all glazed, and they all had an expression as if they had no idea what had just happened.
"What's going on?" The female elder stood on a high place, her eyes narrowed into slits. Among the large number of female disciples who had collapsed due to the strong spiritual pressure, she saw two female disciples with slightly larger skeletons standing in the middle of the crowd. They were like two unmoving mountains …
The moment Wang Ling's spiritual pressure descended, the female elder reacted, but she was still one step too late. The protective spirit light she had spread out only protected this silly disciple next to her, and the rest of the inner sect female disciples were all killed in an instant.
"Art Courtyard, what's going on?" The corners of the female elder's mouth twitched.
The slit-eyed female cultivator rubbed her head. "This … this is betrayal! A blatant betrayal! Shifu, as expected, you can't judge a book by its cover. It's fine if you say that Beauty and Discount usually like plastic surgery, but who would have thought that they would be so vicious as to help outsiders harm their own people … "
The female elder in purple dropped her forehead into her hand, feeling an excruciating pain in her head. "Can't you see that they're two men?"
"Men?"
The slit-eyed female cultivator was stunned by her shifu's question, and only then did she start to carefully size up Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. After a while, she shook her head and looked at her shifu innocently. "Their faces are so fair and clean, how can they be men?"
After saying this, Miss Art Courtyard sighed. "Sure enough, cute people are all boys!"
The purple-clothed female elder's face was already twisted into a ball, and the wrinkles on her face looked like a steamed bun …
She was no longer in the mood to argue with her foolish disciple.
On the other end of the high platform, Dharmaraja and Fatty Luo had also recovered from their shock.
What was going on?
Ling Zhenren and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal … were also cross-dressing?
"Looks like my deduction was completely correct!" Fatty Luo couldn't help laughing inwardly. Fatty Luo felt a deep sense of pride when he saw that Wang Ling had used the same strategy as him to change into this group of female disciples' Daoist robes to fool the holy array.
"It seems to be my first time seeing Ling Zhenren like this." Dharmaraja murmured, utterly stunned in his heart. Ling Zhenren's face was very fair to begin with, and now that he was wearing a veil, coupled with the corset that came with the female Daoist robe, he really did look like a cute little girl from a distance, and didn't look out of place at all.
The only flaw was Ling Zhenren's expression.
This was Ling Zhenren's trademark dead fish eyes, which could basically be seen up close. Unless Ling Zhenren deliberately hid it, these eyes were really too eye-catching.
"I feel like I've seen something incredible." Dharmaraja stood at a distance and didn't dare approach at all.
Fatty Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Do you think we'll be silenced?"
Somehow, it felt very dangerous!
The two of them looked at Wang Ling from a distance. Wang Ling pretended not to see them, his expression unchanging without the slightest hint of embarrassment on his face.
On the high platform, the female elder could see the severity of the situation. She fixed her gaze on Wang Ling and snorted sternly. "It looks like you're the backbone of the invaders this time. If you kneel down now and beg for mercy, your majesty, you might still have a chance to live. "
"You guys really have guts. Are all dark forces so arrogant now?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal snorted. Now that his identity had been exposed, he had nothing to fear at all. "I thought Immortal Palace was only at this level. We can poke someone like you to death with one finger!"
The female elder pursed her lips and was instantly enraged. With a cold snort, she took a step forward, and the entire flat roof of Yuntai Pavilion instantly shook. Like an electric current, a fierce energy was transmitted from under Wang Ling's feet, ready to explode.
This was a show of strength, but it was extremely powerful. If the power of an Itinerant Immortal exploded under Wang Ling's feet, a cultivator at the early Soul Formation stage would instantly have their internal organs ruptured and their primordial spirit shaken.
However, Wang Ling's gaze was fixed on this ball of energy under the ground. A moment later, he merely rubbed his feet against the ground, but the energy was instantly intercepted and turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye. The flat roof was quiet again, and even the shaking stopped. Unexpectedly, it hadn't been of any use at all.
"What's going on?"
The female elder was stupefied. She had no idea how her attack had been neutralized at all.
But at that moment, the slit-eyed female cultivator next to her suddenly had better vision. "Shifu, I think I just saw the foot of that cute boy with dead fish eyes, who looks like a girl, rub against the ground …"
The purple-clothed female elder didn't have the time to ridicule the first half of the sentence. Her complexion was very unsightly … That kick of hers just now wasn't f * cking similar to the 《Times are Calling》, it was the power of a Loose Immortal's kick!
Even if the other party had reacted and counterattacked, shouldn't he have stomped his foot heavily to restrain her strength?
He had actually just rubbed his foot against the ground, and the energy had been neutralized …
The purple-robed female elder's eyes widened in disbelief.
At that moment, she felt a trace of fear in her heart.
It was obvious that she hadn't fully understood the gap in strength between them.
What was a true expert? Even if it was just a small counterattack, he could do it without batting an eyelid … Based on this point alone, the female elder had already admitted in her heart that she had already lost.
At this thought, a few drops of cold sweat couldn't help trickling down her forehead.
"Shifu … you can't beat him, can you?" the slit-eyed female cultivator asked.
And what made her feel the most humiliating was that this stupid disciple just had to expose her at that moment … why had she accepted such a thing back then?
The corners of the female elder's mouth twitched. Since it was a fact that she couldn't beat him, there was nothing wrong with admitting it.
At that moment, the female elder actually felt a little grateful to Wang Ling. It was a good thing that the wave of spiritual pressure had knocked out the hundred or so inner sect disciples, otherwise she would have lost face in front of all of them, which would have been a real humiliation.
She was a dignified Itinerant Immortal, and the power of her kick had been neutralized by a young man dressed in female clothes with just a brush of his toe …
This was really too cruel.
Thus, the female elder completely understood that this bunch of people had deliberately come to cause trouble! The way this young man in female clothes had rubbed his foot against the ground just now could be summed up in one sentence: I just rubbed, but I couldn't get in …
Then, here was the problem …
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