The atmosphere in the whole place was as weird as it was weird. Their eyes were fixed on the black giant axe. The aura of the treasure was terrifying. This was true, not fake at all.
"What are you doing?" Li Qingjun's heart trembled slightly. Her eyes were fixed on Dao Ling. Could it be that this person and Xiaoxuan knew each other?
Li Xiaoxuan was also very shocked. She didn't expect that someone would throw away the treasure for herself. She was a little confused. What on earth was going on?
The temple was still a bit unbelievable. He stared at the black giant ax carefully. Yes, it was real. There was a trace of greed in his eyes and he said: "Brother Bi Fang, go and get the treasure!"
Li Qingjun clenched his palms instantly and said angrily: "You are taking advantage of your situation!"
"Princess Qingjun, we are just taking precautions." Bi Fang said in a deep voice: "If he explodes the giant axe, it will be bad!"
"It doesn't matter, just give it to it, I want to see if it can pick it up!"
Dao Ling was dancing in black, wearing long clothes, with deep eyes, and shouted in a low voice.
Bi Fang's face was ugly, and he snorted heavily: "Then let me show you how I picked it up. Although this thing is very heavy, it is still easy for me to pick it up!"
There was a trace of ridicule in Yin Yang Ghost Detective's eyes. It was difficult even for him to lift this thing. It was impossible for Bi Fang to lift it, let alone sacrifice it to kill the enemy.
Bi Fang walked up, holding the handle of the giant ax in his hand. His heart was very hot. When he lifted it violently, his face became stiff because it couldn't be lifted at all!
"How is that possible?" Bi Fang's face was extremely ugly. He tried his best to shake it several times, but found that it could only move a few inches and could not be lifted at all!
Sensing Dao Ling's disdainful gaze, Bi Fang shouted: "Is it your fault? If you have some sense, teach me the method of identifying the owner of the giant axe, otherwise this woman will die!"
"People who push themselves beyond the limits often end up badly!"
A cold light flashed through Dao Ling's eyes, and he glanced at Yin Yang Ghost Detective. The latter nodded and whispered: "Okay, but your speed must be fast. It is difficult for me to suppress him for long!"
"Whether we befriend her or not depends on you, and whether I kill her or not depends on my mood!" The Holy Son of the Temple sneered. He felt that he had pinched Dao Ling's weakness. This woman might have some special relationship with him.
Dao Ling walked towards the Holy Son of the temple, with a cold murderous aura, and said coldly: "You won't live long, you can't get out of the God Burial Realm!"
This sentence shocked Li Qingjun's mind, and he sighed in his heart: "He is indeed a demon king!"
"Arrogant!" The Holy Son of the temple was furious and shouted: "Believe it or not, I will crush her to death right now!"
He exerted force on his palms, and the Yin-Yang Ghost Detective's eyes erupted with terrifying fluctuations. His palms instantly formed seals, and he shouted: "Yin-Yang Divine Furnace, shock seal!"
As the Yin Yang Ghost Detective roared, the young monk's eyes widened in anger, like a Buddhist Vajra, and roared: "Hum!"
This roar was so terrifying, so terrifying that the space around the Holy Son of the Temple shook violently. This place was about to explode, the universe was about to open and close, and poured into the ears of the Holy Son of the Temple.
The Holy Son of the temple let out a shrill roar, and he felt that his body was going to explode and was hit by the supreme magical power of Buddhism.
At the same time, this space twisted, and two air currents, one yin and one yang, floated out, forming an illusory yin and yang furnace in an instant, surrounding Tai Chi and sealing the Holy Son of the temple inside.
All this happened too fast. At the moment of lightning, the Holy Son of the temple suffered a terrible injury. He was dizzy and his body was suppressed.
But he was not a mortal, but a supreme figure in the temple, and he had a purple bell guarding his soul, which caused him to wake up very quickly. Purple thunder surged in his body and directly tore open the Yin-Yang Divine Furnace that sealed him.
"You die!" The Holy Son of the temple was furious, and his palm suddenly exerted force, trying to crush Li Xiaoxuan's throat.
But he was slow. This was a golden body coming across, threatening the world, and carrying terrifying blood energy that made the world tremble.
A golden fist crushed through the air, penetrated the void, enveloped the Holy Son of the temple, and smashed into his wrist.
This punch was too fast and too terrifying. The blood energy was overwhelming and the momentum was raging. The killing energy swept the heaven and the earth. He was furious and struck. The wrist of the holy son of the temple was shaking violently, blood was flowing out, and the bones were breaking.
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"Brother..." Li Xiaoxuan's eyes were stunned. Looking at this shadow, she felt that he was Dao Ling.
"Damn it!" the Holy Son of the temple roared sternly: "I am going to kill you, this evil obstacle, and you die!"
"It's you who will die!" Dao Ling roared, he was so angry that he was furious, his head covered with black hair danced wildly, with a terrifying momentum, he made fist seals, and suddenly killed the Holy Son of the temple.
The world was trembling, and was shaken by a golden shadow. When Dao Ling came up, he used his unparalleled combat power and attacked the Holy Son of the temple fiercely.
Purple thunder exploded all over the body of the Holy Son of the Temple, flooding the heaven and earth, and his palms turned purple, and he resisted the attacking fist.
Dao Ling's punch was unstoppable, causing the Holy Son of the Temple to retreat in his footsteps. He didn't hold back at all. He was like a man-made ferocious dragon pressing down on him. He punched him crazily, trying to kill him.
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Behind him, Bi Fang was furious. Neither of them was Dao Ling's opponent just now, let alone Li Qingjun who was eyeing him!
It turned around and ran outside, but how could it run away?
The group of One-Eyed Dragon came around and blocked Bifang's road. The latter said angrily: "Asshole, I am the young supreme of the Bifang clan, who dares to block my way!"
"That's very arrogant, kill him!" The Yin Yang Ghost Detective took out a black stick, raised it and whipped it towards Bifang's body.
The young monk and the others were all on the move, and all came to attack and suppress Bifang.
"Bi Fang, you won't survive today!" Li Qingjun brought Xiaoxuan over, glanced at Dao Ling with complicated eyes, then stared at Bi Fang with cold eyes, and rushed forward to sacrifice him alive!
Fan Bo's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help but say: "Is this person Zhang Ling? I heard that his body is so terrifying that even Tianpeng was beaten away by him. It wouldn't be surprising if it was him!"
Li Xiaoxuan's heart trembled, she bit her red lips tightly with her teeth, and choked in her heart: "Is that you, brother?"
"kill!"
Dao Ling was furious, his aura was so frightening, his eyes shot out like a sword from the sky, tearing open the sky.
This punch caused the earth to shatter, like a small sun exploding across the sky, rushing towards the Holy Son of the temple, causing pain on his face.
The Holy Son of the Temple quickly raised his palms to attack, but was shaken so much that his whole body trembled, his throat was bleeding, and he staggered back.
Before he could react, the shadow rushed in angrily again, made a fist seal, and hit the head of the Holy Son of the temple.
"Damn it!" The Holy Son of the Temple looked up to the sky and roared. His palms were awakened by thunderous explosions, and the aura contained within surged violently. This was a purple thunder dragon appearing in the sky.
The Holy Son of the Temple unleashed a great magical power. The thunder dragon carried destructive waves, and the twisting void was cracking. It rushed directly towards Dao Ling's fist, and at the same time opened its mouth to swallow him.
Dao Ling's fist was dazzling, with divine glow and dense scales, erupting with unparalleled ripples.
"Qilin Arm!" Dao Ling roared, and with this punch, a blue unicorn roared loudly, shaking the mountains, rivers and the earth, and immediately rushed up and collided with the thunder dragon.
There was a sudden fluctuation in the sky, dragons and unicorns fought together, the sky and the earth exploded, everything was blurred, and the scenery was invisible.
"This is my brother's Qilin Arm!" Li Xiaoxuan's big eyes flashed with excitement. She was now certain that this person must be Dao Ling. Who else would kill the Holy Son of the Temple for her except Dao Ling, who was fearless.
Before the Holy Son of the Temple could take a breath, a golden shadow tore through the void, fell from the sky, and struck his chest with a fist seal.
The Holy Son of the Temple gritted his teeth and resisted, but he was no match for Dao Ling. His arms were numb from the shock, and he stumbled back.
Dao Ling was so angry that his silk hair danced wildly. He raised his foot and kicked him in the chest.
The holy son of the temple was covered in purple thunder. He formed a big seal and flew across the air to resist. The big seal was kicked and exploded in the air. This kick hit his chest and kicked him high into the air. His mouth was spraying.
Blood.
"Give me your life!"
Dao Ling roared, he struck out in the air, hung on the head of the Holy Son of the Temple, rolled in the air, and pressed down hard with his heels, shattering the void, and pressed on the head of the Holy Son of the Temple.
The neck of the holy son of the temple seemed to have been broken by the shock, blood was spurting out from all the five orifices, and he roared like a ghost before he fell from a high altitude.