As a result, everyone who had thought about this clearly was stunned for a moment and became a little at a loss.

"He's down!"

At this moment, someone saw Li Dalong flying down from the sky.

Seeing the indifferent-looking Li Dalong walking towards them, many people even ignored their physical pain, shrunk and wanted to retreat.

Soon, Li Dalong walked in front of a practitioner.

This person is none other than the Taoist named Ma who was very calculating before.

When the Taoist surnamed Ma saw Li Dalong walking towards him, he thought that Li Dalong was going to kill someone. His face changed drastically and at the same time, he endured the pain in his body and hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Li Dalong and said: "Sir, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

It’s because Ma Wudu has blind eyes and cannot see the mountains. I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Please spare my life, sir!”

Ma Wudu was so frightened that he was a little incoherent.

However, he discovered that his begging for mercy did not seem to have touched Li Dalong in the slightest. Seeing Li Dalong put his palm on his head, Ma Wudu closed his eyes in despair.

At this time, he deeply regretted provoking Li Dalong.

If he had known this would happen, he would not have stopped Li Dalong even if he died... No! He would not have even appeared here, even if he missed a mid-grade holy weapon.

However, he knew that it was too late to say anything now. He might not be able to save his life, but he didn't know if he could still keep his body intact.

With all kinds of complex thoughts in his heart, Ma Wudu was waiting for the moment of death. However, after waiting for a long time, he found that he did not feel any pain.

What's going on?

Didn't I die, or did I die so quickly that I didn't even feel it?

Ma Wudu opened his eyes with some fear, only to find that Li Dalong was still standing in front of him, but his palms had been retracted. Although his face was not very pretty, he had no intention of taking action.

"grown ups……"

"How come the holy power in your body is so vain?"

Before Ma Wudu could speak, Li Dalong in front of him frowned and asked.

Hearing these words, Ma Wudu was a little confused and asked stupidly: "What? The master is asking about the holy power? The holy power in the villain's body has always been like this. This villain has swallowed countless Qingyang Pills.

, the level of strength that has just been restored is already much more powerful than ordinary people."

Ma Wudu didn’t understand what Li Dalong meant.

After hearing these words, Li Dalong understood that monks like Ma Wudu probably didn't know what kind of changes the power in their bodies had undergone.

It is not difficult to understand that if people in the Qingyang Realm want to keep their power from disappearing, they must swallow the Qingyang Pill. Therefore, almost everyone living in the Qingyang Realm relies on the Qingyang Pill for practice.

This means that there is nothing to compare between everyone.

In this way, he naturally didn't notice anything wrong, and he probably thought that his power was not much different from when he was in the lower realm.

Maybe people who have broken through the realm again will think that they have become more powerful.

In fact, if Li Dalong had not possessed the Dragon Seeking Eye, he might not have known this.

After thinking about this issue clearly, Li Dalong felt pity for these people, but also felt a little solemn.

If it was just suspicion before, then he could now be sure that there must be some conspiracy in Qingyang Realm.

Of course, Li Dalong didn't rush to make a conclusion just because of Ma Wu Du.

After he investigated several monks again, he came to the same result.

Their powers are all vain and have no foundation.

Later, Li Dalong even used the power of the Seeking Dragon Eye to explore, and then he was shocked to find that the Dao Marks that these people had after practicing for many years and condensing the Dao Marks had been completely wiped out at this time.

Except for a few monks who still have some Dao marks remaining, almost everyone else is like this.

The reason why monks divide their realms by condensing Dao marks is precisely because of the existence of Dao marks.

Li Dalong previously thought that the reason why Qingyang Realm asked everyone to swallow Qingyang Pill was because the Great Road Mark of the Lower Realm was not suitable for the Middle World. He needed to transform the Great Road Mark of the Lower Realm in his body into the Upper Realm slowly with the help of Qingyang Pill.

The avenue mark.

But now it seems that they really fell into trouble after swallowing the Qingyang Pill.

There is no so-called mark of the Great Realm of the Upper Realm in their bodies now. Instead, their own marks have been wiped out. No wonder Li Dalong thinks their power is so vain.

Now it seems that their own foundation has been almost destroyed. How can their strength not be vain?

The monks naturally didn't know what Li Dalong was thinking, but they didn't dare to disturb Li Dalong's thinking for fear of offending him and being killed directly.

After waiting for a long time, they heard Li Dalong say: "Where is the middle-grade sacred artifact you are fighting for? Let me see it?"

Everyone was relieved when they heard Li Dalong speak. At least Li Dalong's tone didn't mean to deal with them.

As for that middle-grade holy weapon, it was nothing compared to his own life at this time.

"Here I am, here I am."

Ma Wudu hurriedly spoke out and took out a mid-grade holy weapon that looked like a long sword.

Seeing this, Li Dalong took it over, explored it a little, and frowned again.

This is not a middle-grade holy weapon. Just by looking at it with the power of the Xunlong Eye, he can see that the material of this holy weapon is not good, and the mark of the great road in it is also very immature, completely inferior to the world.

A mid-grade holy artifact from the lower realm.

If the sacred artifacts in the Lower Realm are carefully carved by old craftsmen, then this middle-grade sacred artifact is just a child's graffiti.

I'm afraid I won't even take a look at this medium-grade sacred artifact.

Naturally, Li Dalong didn't like it either. Not to mention that he had countless powerful holy weapons, even if he didn't talk about those, the holy weapon he refined at random was far stronger than the one in his hand.

So, he shook his head and threw the long sword in his hand to Ma Wudu.

Ma Wudu didn't know why, but he still accepted it nervously. In his opinion, he didn't dare to think about Li Dalong's sacred artifacts, but it was also a good thing to obtain a middle-grade sacred artifact.

When other people saw this, they thought Li Dalong had given Ma Wudu a reward, and they could see some envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Especially the bald man was even more depressed.

He and Ma Wudu also offended Li Dalong, but why did Ma Wudu have benefits?
Chapter completed!