Dao Ling's chest rose and fell, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He did not expect that the little golden dragon would be chased by Wu Dian all the time, and his heart was directly ignited with raging anger.
"They actually know each other?" The old man's face turned cold. This was a dragon. How did they know each other? Is there any proof of the origin of the little golden dragon?
The saintly daughter of the Martial Palace had hazy eyes. She was extremely graceful, graceful and graceful. As for the origin of the little golden dragon, she also wanted to know how it was born.
"Go, capture him alive, don't kill him!" the old man said gloomily, he must find out the origin of the little golden dragon.
Two shadows suddenly rushed towards Daoling, trying to capture him alive.
"You all deserve to die!" Dao Ling's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Kill him directly, don't waste time with him!" The two of them were very fast and sneered at the same time.
But what they never expected was that Dao Ling's speed was faster than theirs, burning with raging anger.
Dao Ling was moving too fast, and he flew towards him. He was gushing blood all over his body, roaring and roaring, and the wind roared. The two of them were thrown away by the shock, and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
"What!" The old man's face changed in shock, and his eyes became even more gloomy. He said coldly: "It turns out that he is a master, and his body is very strong. He must have absorbed the dragon's blood. I will draw out all your blood!"
"Hahaha, you old bastard, you talk so shamelessly, give me your life!"
Daoling laughed, his silk threads danced wildly, his eyes were cold, and a fiery light shot out, which was extremely dazzling. He swooped over, like a roc flapping its wings.
With a bang, Dao Ling's arms suddenly spread out, cracking the sky, and spitting out a violent storm from both palms, slamming towards the old man.
A sneer flashed across the old man's face, and he stamped his feet fiercely on the ground. The energy in his body exploded, rolling like a river and sea, and roaring high into the sky.
The clouds in all directions were pierced, energy like four Yangtze rivers spurted out, stirring the world, and the fist wind from Dao Ling was shattered.
Fourth grade emperor!
"Little beast, just lie down!" The old man's eyes were cold. He was a strong man in the Martial Palace. He practiced self-destruction and came here, and he recovered very quickly. His true combat power was more than that!
Four terrifying energy groups suddenly formed a big storm, forming a terrifying prison, and the suppression started immediately.
"Roar!" The little golden dragon roared angrily and struggled wildly. It wanted to fight out, but this divine net was too powerful and suppressed it firmly below.
However, this huge storm suddenly trembled violently. It was a terrifying golden fist that struck furiously, blasting through the heaven and earth, destroying eight wastelands, and its power was overwhelming!
"What!" The old man looked shocked. He didn't expect that this young man was so brave and his body was so terrifying!
This is a golden body that is pressing forward, spurting out terrifying blood energy, like exploding wolf smoke, across the sky and the earth, with endless killing energy.
"So strong!" There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the Saint of the Martial Palace, and she murmured to herself: "Can he actually compete with the body of the Holy Son? Isn't this person an emperor?"
Dao Ling had already stood up and came with a domineering punch, like a big star spitting out immeasurable clouds of light, shining brightly on the sky and the earth, and struck the old man's body hard.
"Get out!" The old man's scalp was numb from the frightening punch, and he did not dare to fight him in close combat. He instantly used an ancient cauldron to attack him.
Dao Ling's punch never stopped. His punch was so powerful that he wanted to blast through the heaven and earth. He collided with the ancient tripod, causing a violent thunder sound that shook the heaven and earth.
Click! The ancient cauldron collapsed and exploded with a punch from Dao Ling. Iron filings were flying wildly.
The old man was a little frightened and quickly stepped back. He felt that this young man was too cruel, and all the weapons were blown up by him.
However, the moment he retreated, all the hair on his body stood up, because a shadow suddenly appeared around him, made a fist seal, and struck his chest with tremendous fighting power.
"Not good!" The old man was shocked, and instantly slapped his palms. The energy in the cave surged out, and he created a magical power and hit it.
Fists and palms clashed, and the old man was shaken by Dao Ling's punch and stepped back one after another. His palms were bleeding, his bones were trembling, and his palms were about to be destroyed.
In an instant, the old man's hands and feet were cold, because another shadow struck across the way. This punch was even more terrifying than before, penetrating the sky and the earth and hitting his forehead.
"No, Holy Maiden, please save me!" The old man was shocked, feeling that this move was too terrifying, as the three young supreme beings were besieging him.
This punch dominates the world, shaking the sky and the earth, shaking the mountains, and roaring in all directions. Everything must surrender under his fist.
At the critical moment, a fluttering shadow like a fairy came across in an instant. This was the saintess of the Martial Palace. Her mysterious power was overwhelming, and the palms of her hands spurted out dazzling red clouds, like red blood, which stung the eyes.
The palm of the Holy Maiden of the Martial Palace subverted the world and was extremely powerful, but when she collided with this fist, she was still shaken and stepped back, her fingers trembling.
"What a terrifying body, what a powerful magical power!" The Saint of the Martial Palace looked heavy. The three punches just now were so fast that he almost didn't stop her.
"No, this kid is playing tricks on us!" However, the old man's face changed wildly, because a young man had already crossed into the team that was surrounding and killing the little golden dragon.
"Roar!" the little golden dragon roared, roaring excitedly as if he had met a relative, very excited.
"Damn it!" The dozen or so experts who controlled the Divine Network directly locked onto the shadow that was coming to kill them. Each of them looked gloomy, and one of them said: "Suppress him quickly, don't let him come over."
On the spot, two emperors flew out and sacrificed two artifacts to stop Dao Ling's footsteps.
"How dare two first-grade emperors block my way?" Dao Ling roared: "Get out of my way, anyone who blocks me will die!"
With this roar, the mountains and rivers trembled, a big mountain exploded, and golden ripples surged into the sky, making the world tremble. The two emperors felt as if they were struck by lightning, their eardrums were shattered by the roar, and they flew out with blood spurting out.
"So powerful, quickly use the divine net to suppress him!" The remaining people trembled, this must be a young king, too powerful!
They no longer hesitated, because Dao Ling had already rushed over, and if he didn't suppress them, they would all be killed!
The Divine Star Net exploded instantly, covering the world, covering Cangyu, and frantically wrapped around Dao Ling's body, trying to directly bind him between heaven and earth.
The divine net exploded with divine light, and the stars flashed. This treasure was exploded to the extreme. Every ray of starlight was extremely powerful, and what was terrifying was that it contained starry phenomena, and big stars were falling.
"Go to hell!" They were grinning. This is a quasi-treasure!
"It's up to you!" Dao Ling's eyes flashed with cold light, and a giant ax instantly appeared in his hand. The black giant ax rushed out with unparalleled waves, threatening to shatter the sky and the earth!
"Kill!" The giant ax exploded instantly, as heavy as a mountain, cutting across the world and unstoppable!
Boom!
The Star Divine Net was instantly hit by the giant axe. The Divine Net twisted violently and was about to explode!
"What!"
"No, it's a treasure. He actually has a treasure!"
"The great treasure axe, he is Zhang Ling!"
"How is it possible? How could he come to the land of jihad? How is this possible?"
The faces of these monks changed wildly, and the name Zhang Ling made them tremble with fear, almost like a demonic sound, and their whole bodies were covered with hair.
"Everyone get out of here!"
Dao Ling's palm instantly lifted up, and he slashed at these people. The huge air waves were like lightning, and the world was riddled with holes.
These monks flew out one by one, the mountainous area exploded, and rocks rolled down, breaking the sky with majesty.