Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Ding Ling swung his hammer down as if it could crush the Celestial Palace! Hong Antong saw it and couldn’t help but feel his liver and gall split apart, immediately shouting, ’Help me!’

The long spear in his hand shook continuously, stabbing towards Ding Ling’s vital spot like lightning.

It was obvious.

He shared Hai Dafu’s idea.

Couldn’t defeat Ding Ling, then perish together!

Besides, he didn’t believe Ding Ling could still be at his peak now, after all, Ding Ling was only human!

”Divine Dragon Eight Techniques!”

Hong Antong’s spear moved like a dragon, at times resembling a divine dragon spewing pearls, at times like a flood dragon overturning the sea, deploying with viciousness and ferocity to the extreme.

A burst of vigorous Qi pierced the void, making crackling sounds.

This was Hong Antong’s ultimate spear, combining all his lifelong learning, his Breathing Technique’s Qi, and Inner Power’s Inner Strength.

This spear was perfected to the finest detail; it was impossible to replicate such a spear again in the short term.

He pinned high hopes on this spear.

However.

Bang!

Ding Ling used his Golden Swan Skill to spin away, dodging this strike, then swung another heavy hammer down, this strike swift as thunder, like a surging wave sweeping over a small boat, giving a suffocating and oppressive feeling that it could capsize any moment.

Hong Antong barely managed a furious roar of instinct, again thrusting his spear, disregarding his life. This spear also was extremely miraculous, but Ding Ling no longer dodged, choosing instead to meet it head-on.

A loud bang was heard, the Drumming Golden Hammer clashed heavily with the opponent’s spear; the hammer, as heavy as Mount Tai, crushed it like a dirt mound, with a crunching sound, breaking the spear and not only that, the hammer’s force surged out, sending Hong Antong flying over three meters, knocking over the approaching Fat Monk.

Ding Ling seized the moment.

Striding forward.

He swung the Drumming Golden Hammer towards the soldiers charging from left and right.

With each swing a sure kill, crushing a vast number!

Like a true dragon crushing mortals, it was truly overwhelming and unstoppable.

In just a moment, Ding Ling caught up to Hong Antong, swinging his hammer down towards his head.

”Ding Ling!”

Someone shouted:

”You’ve fallen too deep into madness, stop creating more bloodshed.”

It was Divine Sword Immortal Ape Mu Renqing rushing in, striking a palm towards Ding Ling’s back.

His palm gathered his entire Primordial Skill strength, fused with Breathing Technique’s Qi; when it was released, it felt like it could overturn the heavens, sink into the earth, its might unparalleled, fierce beyond measure!

This palm was the Primordial Palm, perfected into mastery, fused with Qi, exploding tremendously, shattering mountains: not difficult.

He leapt from the rear, aiming to severely wound Ding Ling with his palm.

Little Dragon Girl frowned like a sword, intending to throw her spear to aid Ding Ling without thinking.

But then, in a flash.

Ding Ling, having chewed many Great Medicines, raised his physique, agility nearly to 50 points, his reaction astonishing.

With just a sidestep in the air, one hand continued swinging the Drumming Golden Hammer at Hong Antong, the other hand formed a fist, blasting towards Mu Renqing’s palm.

Great Demon Subduing Fist!

The fist was bold, swift, grand, and majestic to the utmost, gathering Ding Ling’s explosive Qi, striking out with it; faintly, a Buddha Light appeared, like the Furious Vajra gazing down at mortals, forming a punch to strike the characters going against Buddha.

This was the Soul Transfer Technique, merging with Buddha Qi, producing the effect.

Enough to cause a momentary daze.

In just that moment, bang!

The Great Demon Subduing Fist and Primordial Palm collided and adhered to each other, followed by a booming sound, a split of palm and fist!

Ding Ling stood firm like a mountain, in contrast, Mu Renqing seemed struck by lightning, blasted to suspend several meters in the air, unable to contain himself from spitting forth several blood arrows.

Seeing his arms limp.

Clearly, the palm and fist clash cost him dearly, his arm was surely crushed by Ding Ling’s Great Demon Subduing Fist!

Bang!

He fell heavily to the ground, already severely wounded, adding injury to injury, couldn’t suppress a dry cough, spitting several mouthfuls of thick blood!

”So, so powerful...”

Mu Renqing clearly felt an extremely strong Qi from Ding Ling’s punch, blasting straight into his inner organs!

Tearing his organs apart.

He was already dying, couldn’t live long.

”Never expected that I, Mu Renqing, would die in this Otherworld! Had I known, why did I ascend?!”

His expression showed pain and regret, utterly unhidden:

”Just pity my pupil, with me gone, how will he navigate the mortal world with no shelter, having a hard time.”

His eyes grew increasingly hazy, watching Ding Ling’s giant hammer sweeping the vicinity.

Seeing Hong Antong hammered flat on the ground, his body crushed beyond recognition couldn’t be identified.

Mu Renqing was terrified, suddenly experiencing a flash of lucidity before death, seeing it clearer.

Fat Monk, Yuchi Gong...

One expert after another, miserably falling under Ding Ling’s giant hammer.

No one was Ding Ling’s match.

He was terrifying, like a true dragon rampaging the world, more like a wild beast dominating the battlefield!

How could these mortals be opponents?!

The disparity was colossal!

Clearly, he reached the Half-Step Innate Realm.

But compared to Ding Ling, it was like a vast gulf!

Not a match at all!

Thinking of the absolute gap between a first-class peak expert and a most ordinary first-class expert.

Mu Renqing was relieved.

He believed Ding Ling was among the strongest in Innate Experts, beyond comprehension!

Terror spread lawlessly.

”Had I known he’d be this fierce. I wouldn’t have agreed to the Alien’s condition to come here...”

A flash of returning clarity before eternal silence.

He fell heavily onto the ground, eyelids growing heavier until extinguished, unmoving.

Meeting the same end as Hong Antong, Hai Dafu and others.

Before death, they felt indignation, regret, fear, terror to the extreme.

If they could choose again.

They would also avoid opposing Ding Ling, but sadly, there was no if in the world.

Boom!

After blasting Mu Renqing away with a punch and hammering Hong Antong to death, Ding Ling’s heart grew more excited, eyes reddening, laughing heartily, swinging his giant hammer, charging madly into the battle array.

Boom boom boom!

The giant hammer swung wildly! Crashed down!

Wherever he went.

Blood stained the ground!

Soldiers and generals fell dead on the ground.

Among them, leading the army’s charge, was Yuchi Gong.

He died too cheaply.

Facing Ding Ling head-on!