How Ling Zhenren Becomes Stronger!

In fact, even Wang Ling wasn't clear when this doomed fate had befallen him.

Of course… if he had been able to tell, then it couldn't be called doomed fate.

But now that he was silently eating the crispy noodle snack, Wang Ling was well aware that this doomed fate had already started to deepen…

Finishing off the crispy noodle snack, a young man in white sucked his fingers and couldn't stop singing praises. "Brother Fang Xing, your crispy noodle snack is good!"

In the front rows, Dharmaraja, Immortal Toya, Fatty Luo and Cailian Zhenren all nodded and agreed. "Indeed, after eating it, my body feels like it's full of spirit energy."

"Brother Fang Xing, your crispy noodle snack also contains a lot of spirit herbs?" Immortal Toya savored the taste. "This small crispy noodle snack packet contains hundreds of spirit herbs. It's very difficult to neutralize all their smells in favor of preserving the snack's flavor."