He flapped his palms through the air, destroying the vacuum in all directions, and a huge wave of air surged away. The red young man was crushed and flew away, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.
"No!" The young man who was wrapped around Lan Yu was shocked and angry. He turned around and ran away, but how could he outrun Dao Ling's palm? He was struck by the palm and rolled down dozens of feet, and his whole body was about to collapse.
broken.
"You bastard, you dare to attack my servants at this time, even if you are a Taoist, I will kill you today!"
The pretty face of the sacred mountain saint sank, and all the crystal hair curled back, creating a terrifying wave.
"Come here if you want to fight, and let me see how hard the treasure you are carrying is!" Dao Ling's eyes glanced at him, his breath burning like an abyss.
The entire body of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Mountain exploded with colorful clouds, surging like a river, and the energy fluctuations were extremely vast, as if a five-color river was rushing across, pressing on the top of Dao Ling's head.
Dao Ling stood on the ground, black and fluttering, his breath was like a god and demon, his body's divine treasure was completely opened, the explosive glow was dazzling, his skin was crystal clear, and he was gushing out a torrent of blood.
The golden light roared across the river, refining the colorful river. He walked straight towards it, carrying terrifying and monstrous fluctuations, and swept away.
"boom!"
Dao Ling went out to attack, and the punch penetrated the sky and the earth, blasting forward, and a thick golden blood spat out.
"Such a strong body, such vigorous blood, Daoguo is truly worthy of its reputation!" A dignified look flashed across the eyes of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Mountain. Her jade hand was raised, and the whole arm was wrapped with the dazzling divine glow.
This palm struck away, and the five-colored divine light flooded the heaven and earth, shaking it hard.
Boom!
The sky and the earth shook, and the entire Sutra Pavilion was about to overturn. The surrounding rock walls were cracked, making it difficult to withstand such a rush.
Especially at high altitudes, the cracks in the rock walls made of precious stones are increasing, and the overflowing Yin and Yang Qi are still increasing. There is a world about to open up!
"kill!"
Dao Ling slashed across the air, the vacuum was shattering, unable to withstand his breath, and the sky and the earth were struck with a loud roar.
The delicate body of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Mountain twists and turns like a thin willow waist, like a beautiful snake, swaying in various ways.
Her jade legs were very dazzling in the light, and there was a faint and terrifying shadow rising and falling, roaring the mountains and rivers, and making the world extremely violent.
"Dragon and snake supernatural powers!" Dao Ling's eyes narrowed. This is definitely a dragon and snake. It is an ancient evil and very terrifying!
Dao Ling's fist turned into a golden color, and his blood energy was awakened with a force that shattered the sky. The whole fist was like a small sun, hitting it and penetrating the entire Sutra Pavilion!
"Dragon and Snake Legs!" The Saint of the Holy Mountain waited seriously, and evolved a great magical power. Her jade legs slashed across the air, with a wave of destruction, and brought a ferocious and powerful beast with her, striking it hard!
Boom!
The sound of thunder exploded one after another, and the blazing divine light burst out, drowning everything.
These are two magic mountains bombarding each other. The movement is so terrifying that they rush high into the sky. The rock walls are about to fall down, revealing a huge ancient temple, hanging in the outer starry sky!
Dao Ling's punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and his blood was as strong as the divine sun. It exploded the phantom of the dragon and snake and killed her on her jade leg.
when!
This punch was like hitting an ancient bell, emitting a long Zen sound that made people's ears pierce.
"It is indeed a treasure!"
Dao Ling was filled with jealousy. This punch could explode a half-finished Tongtian Lingbao, but it didn't break her legs, which showed how terrifying it was.
His fist instantly changed into a palm, and he pinched the saint's ankle. He stretched his arms and pulled the saint of the sacred mountain over with unparalleled power.
The sacred mountain saint shuddered, with a look of shame and anger on her face, because their posture was so weird, and Dao Ling was squeezing her leg.
"You bastard!" the holy lady of the sacred mountain shouted in shame and annoyance. The five-color pagoda hanging above her head shook instantly and sank down, trying to suppress Dao Ling.
Dao Ling immediately closed his hand when he was about to grab it. This five-color pagoda was very terrifying, and he did not dare to shake it forcefully.
He decisively drew out the broken sword and hit it with a loud bang on the Five-Colored Pagoda, sending it flying in the air.
Taking advantage of this critical moment, Dao Ling stretched out his palm and faintly touched the hardness of a water chestnut.
"Ah!" the sacred mountain saint screamed, her body trembling, as if she had been electrocuted, and she roared in shame and anger.
Dao Ling tore hard, trying to tear off this amazing treasure garment, but the treasure garment was so terrifying, it made a clanging sound, and was extremely difficult to tear apart.
The sacred mountain saint's legs were shaking, she was so embarrassed and angry that she couldn't muster the strength to deal with Dao Ling.
"Damn it!" This made her go crazy with shame and anger. As a saint from the ancient sacred mountain, she was treated with courtesy everywhere. She was surrounded by stars wherever she went. She had never been treated so badly by others.
A terrifying aura suddenly bloomed between her eyebrows. This was a bright beam of light coming towards Dao Ling's eyebrows, trying to shake him away.
Dao Ling was tearing the treasure clothes apart hard, and Mao was frightened by this aura. His eyebrows were about to burst open, and the inner soul was trembling.
"The Yuan Shen attacks and kills!" Dao Ling's expression changed in shock, and his eyebrows split open instantly. A golden Yuan Shen walked out, as big as a fist, with golden radiance all over his body. He opened his mouth and spat out a large piece of glazed red flame, which burned and burst into flames.
The coming soul attacks and kills.
"You die!" Holy Mountain Saint took the opportunity to regain her strength, gritted her teeth and shouted in shame and anger: "I will definitely kill you!"
"Suppress it!" Dao Ling was furious. He was almost successful just now, but he encountered such a change. It is unforgivable.
A huge cave sky hung out, rumbling and rotating, exploding with overwhelming aura, yin and yang qi sinking, and the sound of the Great Dao Lun exploded, suddenly shrouding the Holy Lady of the Holy Mountain inside.
"Not good!" The expression of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Mountain changed drastically. Just when she was about to use the five-color pagoda to blast open the cave sky, she was hit by the broken sword and was spinning in the air.
Dao Ling's aura was like an abyss, like a humanoid fierce dragon pressing down. He held the wrist of the Holy Mountain Saint with one arm and grabbed her armpit with the other hand.
"Ah!" The Saint of the Holy Mountain was furious, her face was bruised with anger, but soon there was an itching sensation in her armpits, which made her delicate body tremble and she almost lost her balance.
"Hey, I'm actually ticklish. That's easy to deal with." Dao Ling's eyes lit up and he scratched her armpit. His palms were extremely fast and he tore the precious clothes on her arms crazily.
"Giggle...don't scratch...giggle..."
The Saint of the Holy Mountain cried and laughed in embarrassment and couldn't help but laugh, but the shame and indignation on her cheeks showed that she felt very reluctant to laugh.
Her jade arms were very white, glowing with wisps of crystal brilliance, like ivory in the light.
Dao Ling's palms searched for her fragrant shoulders, and his fingers gushed out with overwhelming divine power, tearing continuously, and the golden body was about to burn after three turns. With a final tear, a shining, transparent sleeve was torn off by him.