Samsara.
Houtu did not expect that Zhao Ling would actually slap a Saint in the face!
She was truly shocked by Zhao Ling's actions.
"This Zhao Ling is indeed very interesting.”Houtu's eyes were filled with interest.
If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't leave the reincarnation cycle, she would have wanted to see Zhao Ling with her own eyes.
One had to know that she had never seen anyone dare to slap a Saint in the face.
She couldn't help but admire Zhao Ling's courage.
It was the first time in the history of the Primordial World that a Sage had been slapped in the face!
The news of Primordial Origin being slapped in the face would probably spread throughout the Primordial Land.
Houtu couldn't help but smile when she thought of this.
She wanted to know how the creatures of Untainted Land would talk about Primordial Origin after this.
At the same time, she was curious about Zhao Ling.
Why did he dare to provoke a Saint?
Saints were not so easy to get along with.
Was he not afraid of death?
Blood Sea.
Minghe was also shocked.
He felt that this Zhao Ling was simply lawless!
He actually dared to slap a Saint in the face!
This Zhao Ling probably didn't know how terrifying a Saint was!
He didn't know how to write the word 'death'!
North Sea.
The Kun Peng's body trembled. It was clearly shocked beyond words.
The waters of the North Sea churned endlessly.
His eyes were wide open, as if he could not believe what he had just seen.
After all, that person was a Saint!
Patriarch Hongjun's second disciple, the sect master of Chan School, was a true Saint!
This guy actually dared to slap a Saint's face. He must have gone crazy!
Kun Peng felt that this guy was dead for sure.
Primordial Origin was not a broad-minded person. Slapping Primordial Origin's face so brazenly was simply asking to live longer!
All the Sages were shocked. The whole Untainted Land was shocked by the crisp sound of the slap.
This was because slapping a Saint in the face was unprecedented in the Primordial World!
Primordial Origin was so angry that his eyes widened. The power of his entire body began to rise continuously!
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
However, Zhao Ling slapped him again!
That palm looked ordinary, but it actually contained the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao.
Primordial Origin began to return to his previous powerlessness, as if his entire body was restrained.
Only to hear a "Pa!" With a thud.
Another crisp slap sounded.
Primordial Origin's head tilted to the other side. At the same time, a bright red palm print appeared on the other side of his face.
At this moment, Primordial Origin felt both sides of his face burning. There was the pain of being beaten and humiliated!
At this moment, there was a palm print on each of Primordial Origin's left and right faces, which appeared very symmetrical and harmonious.
It was even more comical.
One had to know that the Origin was a Sage, and the solemn expression on the Sage's face was broken by these two distinct palm prints!
The current Primordial Origin was no longer as calm and solemn as before.
At this moment, he was like a comical clown with his eyes wide open.
Zhao Ling looked at the palm print on Primordial Origin's face and nodded in satisfaction.
This was more like it. One left and one right was perfect.
If there was only one palm print, it would not be symmetrical at all.
Zhao Ling was admiring his masterpiece. At this time, Primordial Origin was already dumbfounded from the beating!
His eyes were wide open, and his gaze was a little dull.
Their expressions were a little dazed.
It was obvious that Zhao Ling's two slaps had traumatized her.
He looked at Zhao Ling in a daze and did not react for a moment.
He didn't expect that he would be slapped by Zhao Ling again after being slapped by Zhao Ling!
The Saints were also shocked again and again, and the Primordial World began to tremble endlessly!
No one expected Primordial Origin to be slapped again.
They simply could not bear to look at it!
This was already the second slap!
A look of humiliation gradually appeared on Primordial Origin's face!
His face was flushed red like a crab that had been boiled.
It looked even more comical!
At this moment, Primordial Origin felt extremely aggrieved and humiliated.
He felt that he was probably the first saint in the history of the Primordial World to be slapped in the face!
Moreover, he was slapped in the face by an unknown Little Saint!
Who was he?
He was a Saint! He was the sect master of Chan School! He was Patriarch Hongjun's second disciple!
The saints and living beings in the Untainted Land were probably laughing at him now!
At the thought of being slapped in the face by all the living beings in the Primordial World.
What face did he still have?
He was a dignified Saint, but he was the most shameless.
In the future, how was he going to teach and educate the masses?
Perhaps those living beings would secretly laugh at him, a saint who had been slapped in the face!
When Primordial Origin thought of that scene, he suddenly felt humiliated.
He had never been so humiliated before!
The shame of the past and the future swept through Primordial Origin's heart.
Primordial Origin flew into a rage out of humiliation and his eyes turned red.
He must kill this guy!
He didn't care about Zhao Ling's background! Who cares about Zhao Ling's strength!
No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this! He must destroy this person's soul!
However, Zhao Ling still had that indifferent expression. Primordial Origin felt especially hateful when he saw Zhao Ling's indifferent expression.
He wished he could tear Zhao Ling's handsome face into pieces!
Primordial Origin's power surged out, and the surrounding space began to shatter!
He wanted to kill Zhao Ling!
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