The battle was extremely intense, and Bi Fang was even more fierce than the Holy Son of the Temple. Li Qingjun alone could suppress it, let alone a master with such fighting power as the young monk. His entire body was shaken to pieces.
However, everyone in the field was paying attention to the battle between Dao Ling and the Holy Son of the Temple. They were extremely surprised. They did not expect that the Demon King was so cruel and frightening. He beat the Holy Son of the Temple and had no room to fight back!
"Poof!" The Holy Son of the temple was spitting out blood. He was extremely furious and frightened in his heart, because Dao Ling's body was too terrifying and his magical powers were frighteningly strong. Some magical powers could not cause any harm to him at all!
Creation was born in Dao Ling's cave sky, and a spiritual vein appeared alive. As a result, Dao Ling's physical magical power became much stronger. Even if he didn't ignite the imperial dragon energy, he was still enough to compete head-on with a figure like the Holy Son of the temple.
"Kill!" Dao Ling struck out from the sky and fell from a high altitude to kill the Holy Son of the temple!
The Holy Son of the Temple roared and held back no more. He couldn't match Dao Ling in terms of combat power, so he directly used the purple gold bell to suppress Dao Ling's soul.
The purple-gold bell shook, bursting into heavy purple ripples, rushing towards Dao Ling's eyebrows at a terrifying speed.
Seeing this scene, when Dao Ling was about to put his soul into the cave, a black bead flew out of Li Xiaoxuan's sleeve, crystal clear and glowing with treasure.
The object flew out in an instant and hung above Dao Ling's head. Black lines burst out, sealing the space and resisting the energy fluctuations caused by the purple bell.
"Damn it, this is the Soul Bead!" The Holy Son of the Temple became angry. This is a rare treasure, bred in the ancient mines of the abyss. It is very rare, and its growth value is amazing. He did not expect that Li Xiaoxuan actually had a Soul Bead.
The Holy Son of the temple was so angry that he rushed directly to Li Xiaoxuan and shouted: "You bitch, I will crush you to ashes!"
"Get out of here!" Dao Ling was furious, and his body instantly appeared in front of the Holy Son of the temple. This punch suddenly crushed him away, with a terrifying martial arts aura that was about to split the sky.
This is the God of War fist exploding, dazzlingly bright, the aura of martial arts surges, and a golden shadow of the God of War appears behind Dao Ling.
"What, this is the fragment of the mysterious method of war!" The face of the Holy Son of the temple changed slightly.
Hearing this, Dao Ling frowned slightly, and his fist movements suddenly changed drastically. The shadow of the God of War was faintly awakening, his aura was much more terrifying than before, and he was vaguely trying to master the void.
"Combined magical powers, the God of War Finger and the God of War Fist are all separated!" Dao Ling was surprised. He had just used the God of War Finger, but he didn't expect that the amount of energy would increase a lot after forming the God of War Fist.
"Damn it, this is about cultivating the Golden Body of the God of War. This is the supreme method that leads to the Golden Body of the Dharma!" The Holy Son of the temple roared in his heart, because this kind of magical power is so rare that he is not qualified to practice it in the temple, because
The temple has no fighting magic at all.
At this time, Dao Ling fully understood this method. He stood in the void, majestic, with a vague Dharma form on his back and a martial arts aura that reached the sky, and he attacked in an instant.
The pressure was overwhelming and terrifying. The place completely exploded, and the huge shadow of the God of War pressed down on the Holy Son of the temple.
The Holy Son of the temple felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His expression was horrified, and the aura in his body suddenly surged. This was a terrible explosion of divine blood, which was dazzling, overflowing with essence, and very terrifying.
The Holy Son of the Temple played his own continuation, formed seals with his hands, and shouted: "Divinity: Heaven and Earth Shatter!"
The divine blood in his body surged and overflowed, spilling into the void, dyeing the void red, but it was sacred and majestic.
At this moment, the divine blood was ignited, and the movement was frightening. The void was ground to pieces, everything was about to collapse, and the divine blood was sprinkled on the shadow of the God of War.
The shadow of the God of War was twisting violently under the pressure of the divine blood, which surprised Dao Ling. What is this? Divine magic?
He felt that this method was very strange. The divine blood exploded with divine power, which actually caused the God of War to melt away. This divine blood was indeed very mysterious.
This is a ball of silver divine blood, extremely noble and powerful. It quickly refined the God of War's Dharma, but the power contained in the divine blood was greatly reduced.
The face of the Holy Son of the temple was pale. He had consumed a lot, but there was a fierceness in his eyes, and the divine blood flew out. Drops of silver divine blood seemed to be able to break mountains, rivers, and earth, and to refine Dao Ling to death inside.
Phew!
Silver divine blood flew across, carrying a destructive aura. Each drop was frighteningly fast, piercing through the void and sweeping towards Dao Ling's body.
Dao Ling could feel the terrifying power of this move. He did not attack it with his golden body, but quickly dodged it to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
However, the Holy Son of the temple snorted coldly, and with a low drink, the divine blood in the sky suddenly exploded, and the void completely collapsed.
Dao Ling's body shook several times, and there was a burst of pain. His body was imprisoned by the void, and several drops of divine cloud penetrated his shoulders on the spot.
Puff!
Dao Ling's golden body was torn open as if made of paper, and several blood holes appeared, bleeding. The corners of Dao Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt his arms were burning. This kind of divine blood was not only terrifying, but also had astonishing lethality.
The people of the Qinglong Dynasty are awe-inspiring. This is how terrifying the temple is. The magic is too great, and some young supremes will find it difficult to resist.
"No matter how strong your body is, you will still die under the divine blood!" The Holy Son of the temple sneered. This magical power revealed his inner strength. The divine blood in his body is very difficult to recover. Any consumption of it will cause great damage.
, this is his trump card to save his life!
"This divine blood is not bad, so I accepted it!" Dao Ling sneered, his hands suddenly cut through the void, the mysterious and mysterious aura awakened, and this place seemed to be controlled by Dao Ling's hands.
"Seeking death!" The Holy Son of the Temple sneered, but then his expression turned ugly.
In a terrifying scene, Dao Ling seemed to have become an eternity. The place was shaking, as if the pulse of the earth was trembling. This square of heaven and earth was controlled by Dao Ling's palms!
As his palms united, the void shrank to an inch high in an instant, and a ball of divine blood was squeezed inside!
People around were shocked. What kind of magical power was this? Could it be some kind of magical power in a certain field? But it was too powerful and could actually resist the magic of the temple!
This magical power is the third level of Yin Yang Palm!
However, Daoling can only master the superficial knowledge and can only control a small area of void. Once Dacheng's Yin and Yang Palm explodes, it will simply destroy the world!
"No!" The face of the Holy Son of the temple changed drastically, and he screamed sternly: "How dare you!"
The divine blood is his trump card. If the divine blood is gone, I am afraid that the Holy Son of the Temple will lose his identity as the Young Supreme and be stripped of his status as the Holy Son by the Temple!
Because divine blood is the symbol of the people of the temple, and anyone without divine blood is a waste!
Dao Ling snorted coldly. He had sealed the divine blood and put it into the Qiankun bag.
"Thank you very much. If I refine this divine blood, my strength will be greatly enhanced." Dao Ling smiled.
A group of people from the Qinglong Dynasty were so unbelievable that they destroyed the Holy Son of the temple and even took away his divine blood.
"You deserve to die!" the Holy Son of the temple roared piercingly. His hair was disheveled, monstrous waves ignited all over his body, and his entire arms turned blood red.
His arm had a terrifying demonic quality that made the world tremble. This punch brought with it a destructive wave, which was even more terrifying than the divine spell just now, and was about to collapse.
"Forbidden secret technique, break the sky!" the holy son of the temple roared, and the punch was pushed out by him, breaking through the void, penetrating the heaven and earth, and killing Dao Ling's chest.
Dao Ling's eyes narrowed. This was a very terrifying bloody fist that struck him, making his heart tremble and his breathing become rapid.
"Taboo!"
Dao Ling's silk hair danced wildly, and his body suddenly twisted and evolved into an ax shape!
"Dragon-shaped big slash!"
The blood energy in Dao Ling's body continuously exploded, and then unified, evolving into an earth-shattering sharp energy. The void split open, shattered everything, and came in for a killing.
"It's my brother's magical power!" Li Xiaoxuan was extremely excited. Now there was no suspense at all, he was Dao Ling.
This ax light shocked the world, and clashed with the taboo sky-shattering force, erupting into boundless waves. The ax shape of the fist was twisting, but the ax light and fist was splitting!
These two magical powers are actually on par!
"Poof!" The holy son of the temple was bleeding all over his body. This forbidden secret technique is a desperate magical power. Once it is touched, it will suffer terrible damage.
There was also blood on Dao Ling's body, and there was a blood hole bleeding from his chest, which was injured by the sky-breaking just now.
He stared at the Holy Son of the temple with cold eyes and shouted coldly: "You, go to hell!"