The moment the pressure of the giant ax dissipated, the entire crowd was shocked. The most surprised people were the people of the Qinglong Dynasty. They knew very well that Li Qingjun was close to five feet, but the Holy Son of the Temple and the others had not yet reached the level of Li Qingjun.
Why does the pressure dissipate?
"How is this possible!" Fan Bo roared. He had praised Li Qingjun just now, but not long after, someone actually passed the test.
"It is indeed him. It seems that he has found the right method. What method is it?" Li Qingjun's eyes instantly turned to Dao Ling. She murmured to herself, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
The red fire bird squawked and was very excited. This is a treasure. Now Daoling has a treasure!
At this time, the Holy Son of the Temple and Bi Fang looked at each other, with shock still remaining in their eyes. At this moment, they knew that neither of them recognized their master, so there was only one person!
Their eyes were fixed on the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground with a smile on his face. Their faces couldn't help but twitch, their faces were all blue and red, they lost, they lost so completely!
Dao Ling stood up and walked towards the giant axe. He could already feel the presence of the giant axe, which was sending a summons to him!
"Where are you going?" The Holy Son of the Temple smiled sinisterly, his eyes full of ferocious killing intent.
"You are not talking nonsense. This treasure recognizes me as its master. Where do you think I am going?" Dao Ling looked at them sideways and sneered.
"You unlucky boy, do you think the treasure that recognizes the Lord is your treasure?" The Holy Son of the temple sneered. Although it was a bit shameful in his opinion, for the sake of the treasure, he suppressed Dao Ling and forced him to find out the correct one.
method, you can successfully recognize the master.
Bi Fang also nodded. They felt that this kid was just lucky and found the right way to identify his master. If they could get the method, they would also get the treasure.
"What, do you want this treasure?" Dao Ling's eyes squinted at the Holy Son of the temple and asked in surprise.
"Be smart and show me how to identify the master's treasure, and I will compensate you!" the holy son of the temple said indifferently, looking down at Daoling, his aura became more and more terrifying.
Hearing this, Bi Fang's face darkened slightly and shouted: "Boy, as long as you give me the method to recognize the master's treasure, I can give you anything you want!"
"Bifang, don't go too far. This giant ax is not suitable for you!" The face of the Holy Son of the temple was a little ferocious. This is a treasure, and he does not have such a treasure.
Bi Fang laughed loudly: "It's a joke, if you say it's not suitable, it's not suitable. Come on, kid, this holy son of the temple has just made trouble for you again and again. If you give him the giant ax now, it will end your life."
Dao Ling watched their quarrel with interest. Hearing Bi Fang's words, he chuckled: "If I give it to you, how much reward will you give me?"
"I said, I will give you whatever you want!" Bifang laughed loudly, and the face of the Holy Son of the temple was gloomy and scary.
"Well, I want his life. If you kill him, I will give you the giant axe." Dao Ling pointed at the Holy Son of the temple and said.
Bi Fang's expression froze, replaced by a gloomy look. Kill the Holy Son of the Temple? He couldn't do it! Even if he could kill it, he couldn't kill it. He said coldly: "Boy, are you kidding me?"
"I'm not interested in teasing you all. If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Dao Ling's momentum was extremely fierce, walking towards the giant axe.
"You bastard, you are just looking for death!" Bi Fang was furious. Flames exploded all over his body, burning with blazing light, piercing people's eyes, like a big volcano exploding.
Bi Fangnai is a divine bird of fire, mastering flames, and his attack is very fierce. He rushes forward angrily and raises his palms to suppress Dao Ling's head.
"Kill this bastard!" Fan Bo felt very unbalanced and roared in his heart: "If you dare to fight against the Young Supreme, you are looking for death!"
"Give me your life!" Bi Fang's attack was very fast, and he rushed directly in front of him. The palm of his hand overflowed with fire, and it almost touched the top of his head.
"You are looking for death, let me die!" Dao Ling was furious, shouting to the sky, his silk hair dancing wildly, his momentum instantly exploded like a god and demon, and he stood high.
Boom! Dao Ling punched out with unparalleled power, making the world tremble. He rushed forward and exploded with fire all over the sky, making people tremble.
"How is that possible?" Fan Bo roared, almost frightened to death. This man could actually use Bifang's attack!
Bi Fang was also very shocked, but his speed was not slow, and his right leg whipped out, pressing on Dao Ling's head to suppress him.
"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!" A glint of cold electricity flashed across Dao Ling's eyes. He swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger, golden clouds shot out all over his body, and his left leg was like a sharp sword being unsheathed, exploding with a terrifying pressure.
Dao Ling's kick was like a rainbow breaking the sun, sharp and frightening, full of force, it was like a touch, and collided with the sole of the foot falling from the void.
There was a loud noise, and sparks flew out when the two collided. However, Bifang's body was frozen, and he felt an unstoppable divine mountain pressing up. This kick bent Bifang's legs, and at the same time kicked him in the head.
The kick on the chest sent Bifang flying straight away.
Everyone in the Qinglong Dynasty is stunned. Where did this fierce man come from?
Bi Fang's expression was ugly. He spun around in the void and stabilized his figure. He stared at the gloomy face of the Holy Son of the temple and shouted: "Take action. If he masters the treasure, you know the consequences!"
"Just watch from the side and leave him to me!" the Holy Son of the Temple said coldly. His momentum became more and more terrifying. Thunder and lightning surged wildly, flooding the world and creating a terrifying thunder field.
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"Sister Qingjun, are they going to fight two against one?" Li Xiaoxuan's expression was abnormal. To be honest, she was a little worried about this young man. She always felt that he was very similar to her dead brother.
"It must be. Once he masters the giant axe, neither of them will be able to reap the benefits unless they can also bring out the treasure." Li Qingjun nodded and said with a smile.
"Then what should we do?" Li Qingjun couldn't help but ask. It stands to reason that she brought this young man, so isn't she prepared to stop him?
"We have more important things to do, let them fight, and let's leave quickly." The corners of Li Qingjun's mouth slightly raised, she rolled up her sleeves, and left here directly with Li Xiaoxuan and the others.
Dao Ling frowned slightly and noticed that they had left. He thought to himself: "There must be some treasure hidden in this. This woman doesn't even care about the giant axe!"
Dao Ling was about to catch up, but was stopped by the Holy Son of the Temple. He sneered: "Boy, Princess Qingjun won't help you anymore. It's useless for you to go there now."
"Are you going to block my way?" Dao Ling looked at them and shouted in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the Holy Son of the temple laughed loudly: "You think too highly of yourself. I am enough to stop you. I'm afraid it won't take much time to be wise enough to hand over the method of identifying the master's giant axe."
"I'm afraid you will be shocked to death when you recognize your master." Dao Ling sneered.
The eyes of the Holy Son of the Temple were full of coldness. At this moment, his breath finally came out, and thick purple thunder and lightning shot out from his body one after another, like thunder dragons leaping out.
The palm of the Holy Son of the Temple suddenly fell into the void, and the thunder dragon that jumped out of his body roared in an instant. All the purple thunder dragons merged under his palm, faintly forming a terrifying thunder field.
"Thunder Dragon Suotian, suppress it!"
The Holy Son of the temple roared, and the void in this area collapsed, creating a wave of destruction that was going to strangle Dao Ling inside.
"You loser, get out of here!"
Dao Ling shouted loudly, his silk danced wildly, his whole body was filled with blood, and his fist was raised in an instant, and he smashed away with his fist.
This punch, with its terrifying blood energy, made the void tremble, the surrounding areas roared fiercely, and every thunder dragon was about to explode.
This punch struck, like a golden sun exploding here, making the place boil, and the thunder dragons also collapsed.
A golden shadow rushed out, long-clothed hunter, and the punch had not stopped yet, punching out of the thunder field and blasting towards the Holy Son of the temple.
The Holy Son of the temple was horrified and raised his palms in panic to resist, but was knocked flying four to five feet by an extremely terrifying physical force.
Dao Ling stood in the void, looked at the sky and the earth, pointed at the two of them, and shouted coldly: "You, and you, come over here and join us. My time is very precious!"