The God Burial Realm is very large and dangerous. Many people do not dare to enter without permission, even some young supremes are cautious.
Unless there is a map in the God Burial Realm, you don't know how you will die if you break in without permission. Dao Ling is a little curious about Li Qingjun's whereabouts. It has been almost two hours now.
"It should be deep." Dao Ling clenched his fist slightly. He encountered an armored demonic insect outside. The danger inside was estimated to be many times greater than outside.
"Brother Zhang Ling, we are here, and we hope that Brother Zhang Ling will not expose your identity, otherwise it will be more troublesome." Li Qingjun stood up, stared at Dao Ling with his beautiful eyes and smiled slightly.
"You don't need to remind me." Dao Ling curled his lips. He estimated that Li Qingjun invited some, and there must be people among them who wanted to kill him!
This is a quiet mountain forest, where the essence of heaven and earth is strong. There is an inconspicuous hill in a dense forest, and there are some guards with powerful practices guarding the foot of the hill.
A young man stood here and kept looking around, with a handsome face and extraordinary bearing. When he noticed a woman in white clothes walking in the forest, his eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Princess Qingjun, you are here, I am afraid
I've been waiting for you here all day."
"Something happened on the way and we were delayed." Li Qingjun said calmly, with a somewhat condescending and imposing manner.
Fan Bo didn't have any objection to this kind of momentum, but he found it very helpful. In his opinion, Li Qingjun was the princess of the Qinglong Dynasty, so he should have this attitude.
"This one?" Fan Bo raised his eyebrows and noticed Dao Ling. He said coldly: "Isn't this the helper invited by Princess Qingjun? I don't know what kind of force he is!"
Fan Bo knew very well that Li Qingjun went out to invite some famous people, but was this young man a famous person?
"This boy's face changed as if he were reading a book, and so did this woman." Dao Ling curled his lips, glanced at him lazily, and said, "Do I still have to explain to you?"
"You!" Fan Bo's face darkened, slightly ugly, and he said sternly: "I can tell you, we are going to venture into a dangerous place. If you don't have the strength to leave as soon as possible, stop pretending here."
"It's a joke. You didn't invite me here. You're too lenient. Could it be that you have something to do with him?" Dao Ling glanced sideways at the noble Li Qingjun and asked.
Hearing this, Fan Bo was furious and a little unbelievable. This kid was too unabashed, but there was still a kind of surprise in his heart that he was eager to try.
Li Qingjun glanced at Dao Ling with helpless beautiful eyes and said: "Let's go quickly, the people inside are probably waiting impatiently."
The surprise in Fan Bo's heart disappeared, and his face turned gloomy. He knew very well that Li Qingjun's behavior was extremely tough. The young man was clearly slandering her just now, but Li Qingjun was not angry, and even invited him in!
"Damn it!" Fan Bo clenched his fists and stared at Dao Ling's back. There was a hint of sinister color in his eyes, and he roared in his heart: "Wait for me, wait for me to dismantle your true face, and let me know when the time comes.
You have lost all face in front of Princess Qingjun!"
This was obviously the entrance to a mountain gate. There were many guards inside, all from the Qinglong Dynasty. At this moment, he noticed a young man walking in with Li Qingjun, and he frowned.
"Who is this kid? Why haven't I seen him?"
"I don't know. The princess probably has her own plan. It's very dangerous here, but now we invite a young boy."
They all stared at this young man, not knowing him at all, and they had never felt how powerful he was.
"Sister Qingjun, you are back." A crisp cry came over, and the big eyes of a girl in green fell on Li Qingjun, and she walked over with small steps.
Dao Ling's heart skipped a beat. Isn't this Li Xiaoxuan? The Red Fire Bird's eyes also tightened, so he naturally recognized her.
"Well, I just came back." Li Qingjun nodded slightly, while Li Xiaoxuan looked at Dao Ling with squinting eyes. She was a little confused about how to invite a young man. When she noticed the red fire bird, she said with some surprise: "Hey, we
Do you know me?"
Hearing this, the Red Fire Spirit Bird was surprised and said, "You must admit your mistake."
Li Xiaoxuan's happy mood disappeared. She also knew that the Crimson Fire Spirit Bird family basically looked similar, but she felt that this spirit bird was very similar to the Crimson Fire Spirit Bird in Xuanyu.
Li Qingjun was a little surprised. Fan Bo next to him said in a sinister voice: "Princess Xiaoxuan, I don't know which small tribe these two people came from. How do you know them?"
Li Xiaoxuan frowned, glanced sideways at Fan Bo, and ignored him. This man belonged to the Fan family, the largest affiliated force of the Qinglong Dynasty, and the Fan family was one step away from the top wealthy families.
Fan Bo's face looked a little ugly, and he hummed in his mind: "This Li Xiaoxuan is really impressive. She is just a wild girl who came out of a primitive tribe, and she dared to ignore me!"
"Princess Qingjun, I heard that you had an encounter with the young Supreme Being of the Peng Clan?" A fiery red creature came over, with divine glow all over its body and an unparalleled aura.
This creature is a bit scary, as if a divine furnace is burning, and its threads are filled with the luster of flames, which is even frightening.
The red fire bird's eyes tightened, and it felt a trembling taste in its blood, which shocked it. It had refined divine blood, and its bloodline had improved a lot. Even if it encountered a quasi-divine beast, it would not encounter the pressure of its bloodline.
"A fire beast!" Dao Ling also glanced at this fiery red creature. He could feel the fire sealed in his body. It was very terrifying. It was not weaker than the elixir he had fused with the Golden Emperor Flame Queen.
fire!
"Yes, this matter spread really fast." Li Qingjun nodded slightly, this was also one of the help she invited.
"I, it seems that the rumors are true. Is this Zhang Ling really that strong?" The fiery red creature said coldly: "I am interested in fighting him. I heard that this man mastered a treasure that made Tianpeng retreat!"
There was a strange color in Li Qingjun's beautiful eyes. If he knew that the ignored boy was Zhang Ling, he didn't know what he would think.
"Haha, Brother Bi Fang, how can this Zhang Ling compare with you!" Fan Bo said disdainfully: "He just relied on a treasure, otherwise Brother Tianpeng would have been defeated. I guess this treasure is no small matter!"
"Despite this, this person has been very violent recently. It is said that he does not take the top forces in the Holy Domain seriously, so I really intend to suppress him." Bi Fang said coldly: "I just don't know that he is a genius.
Still a waste!"
"Bi Fang, this man's life is mine, you'd better give up!" A cold and deep shout suddenly sounded out. This was an extremely noble young man striding forward, with a look on his hands and feet.
An aura of control over everything.
This young man was a bit scary, with a terrifying yet noble aura that seemed to overwhelm Li Qingjun.
Hearing this, Bi Fang's eyes turned cold and he said: "Holy Son of the Temple, don't show off your grudges. You can't even take care of your own woman, and you still want to compete with me!"
The face of the Holy Son of the temple was gloomy. Kong Xuan was the woman he liked, but Zhang Ling touched her hand. How could he not be angry!
"You can worry about my affairs!" The eyes of the Holy Son of the temple were filled with purple lightning. He looked directly at Bi Fang and shouted: "This Zhang Ling is just the king of monkeys without tigers in the mountains. He only knows how to do
If he dares to show up in front of me for such trivial things, I will let him die without a burial place!"
"That's because, with your reputation as the Holy Son of the Temple, I guess Zhang Ling has already been scared to death before he even started!" Fan Bo took the opportunity to flatter him wildly.
Dao Ling's eyes roamed around these two arrogant people, and his eyes were focused on the Holy Son of the Temple. He said hotly in his heart: "It's another humanoid pill. Did the Temple send me good luck?"
This was not the first time this happened, and now his heart was even more shocked, even the Holy Son of the temple was no exception.
"Xiaota, do you know the origin of this person?" Dao Ling asked impatiently, wanting to know some truth. He felt that this had something to do with the Holy Body!
Xiaota was silent for a while and said in a low voice: "The descendants of the God Emperor, they are the descendants of the God Emperor's lineage."
Dao Ling's brows knitted together. Some things the God Emperor encountered in the Xuan Realm were related to him. Dao Ling felt that Xiaota might know something, so he asked.
"It's no good knowing this. When you reach the realm, you will know more." Xiaota didn't want to say more.
Dao Ling was helpless for a while. He still wanted to understand this matter and why the temple was filled with pills.
"What are you looking at?" The eyes of the Holy Son of the temple were filled with coldness. At this moment, he noticed a young man staring at him. His face sank and he shouted.
Dao Ling glanced sideways at the Holy Son of the temple and said, "You are not Princess Qingjun, what should I expect you to do?"
The young man's young words caused a few black lines to appear faintly on Princess Qingjun's white and translucent forehead. People around her were extremely surprised. This boy actually had the courage to say such words. This was too straightforward!
"You bastard, you can spy on Princess Qingjun!" The Holy Son of the Temple was furious. Li Qingjun, the female supreme, the princess of the Qinglong Dynasty, can be said to be the mate choice of the younger generation of the entire Holy Domain, but the Holy Son of the Temple still has self-awareness.
, knowing that his weight is not enough, but where is the turn of a boy to speak frivolously here.
Fan Bo's face was filled with ecstasy, and he almost laughed, shouting in his heart: "You don't know how to live or die, you are looking for death, even the holy son of the temple dares to offend you."
"Are you envious of me?" Dao Ling glanced at the Holy Son of the temple and said with a smile.
"You can't seek death!" The eyes of the Holy Son of the temple turned cold, and hundreds of purple thunder and lightning exploded all over his body, overwhelming people's souls, and they were going crazy here.
"I advise you to stay away from me!" Dao Ling shouted coldly, he didn't mind refining the Holy Son of the temple directly!