He Has a Dragon

When Wang Le thought about the future path of martial arts, he was still far away from reaching the peak of the heavenly realm, and then thought about being in the end of the Dharma era when the world and the environment have changed drastically, he couldn't help but sigh, and said with some depression: "Can't I survive?" Times are tough, times are tough!”

Qingyangzi, who was standing next to him, felt the same for a moment. If the environment of heaven and earth hadn't changed drastically and even become worse, maybe he would have broken through the bottleneck of cultivation, climbed to the pinnacle of martial arts in one fell swoop, and achieved the realm of heaven. In this Guixu Temple The ancestral land has erected its own archway.

"Yes, I am not at the right time in my life. If I were to change the martial arts world before the End of Law, that would be the golden age of warriors." Qingyangzi agreed.

Although the old and the young all felt depressed and regretful, their pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts did not waver in the slightest because only by having the courage to face the cruel and ruthless reality can it be possible to win, otherwise, in the end, it would just be nothing more. It's all in vain, leaving only regrets.

"Where is the archway belonging to Senior Xiaoyaozi?"

Wang Le suddenly asked Qingyangzi curiously.

At this time, he saw Qingyangzi standing next to him, showing a hint of indescribable fervent admiration. He turned around and looked up at the top of the mountain behind him, which was covered by clouds and mist. He said: "Master has no archway, because the top of the mountain is There is a place for him in the ancestral temple!”

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "In addition to the founder of the Guixu Guan Ancestral Temple, where the founder transformed into a Tao and passed away, the other heaven-level warriors who have won the divine battle in the Guan Dynasty in the past dynasties are qualified to transform into a Tao and die there! "

"And Master, he is the only warrior who has won the battle between gods and gods in the past 800 years in Guixu Temple!"

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi's voice became a little excited and uncontrollable. After all, in the 800 years of Guixu Temple where there are so many masters and capable people, only Xiaoyaozi, the master of Guixu Temple of this generation, has done this. A little bit, if you think about it with your knees, you will know how rare it is!

At the same time, Wang Le had a deeper understanding of the divine war. The battle between heavenly warriors was truly terrifying. He could not imagine how earth-shattering it was!

"If I can let Pindao witness a divine battle in my lifetime, I will die without any regrets!"

Qingyangzi's eyes were full of yearning that could not be concealed, and she couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Le looked at Qingyangzi and asked, "Is it possible that you didn't watch the divine battle between senior Xiaoyaozi and his opponent?"

Qingyangzi shook his head with regret and replied: "Master was very young when he participated in that divine battle, and Pindao had not yet come to this world!"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose,

I was speechless and shocked at the same time. I couldn't help thinking to myself: "The master of Guixu Temple was already so powerful when he was young. His current strength must have reached its peak and is even more terrifying. No wonder he is recognized as the number one person in the martial arts world! "

After thinking about it, Wang Le said with admiration on his face: "I really want to meet Senior Xiaoyaozi and listen to his teachings on the true meaning of martial arts."

Qingyangzi's face froze, a hint of hidden complexity flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly returned to his natural state. However, how could he hide this from Wang Le, who was always sensitive? He saw everything.

"Is it possible that there is something unspeakable hidden in this?" Wang Le couldn't help but wonder secretly in his heart.

Of course, even if Wang Le was very curious about what the secret was, he did not dare to reveal it to his mouth, and he asked Qingyangzi carelessly. After all, Xiaoyaozi is the master of the other party, and he is also the leader of Guixu Guan, the hidden Taoist lineage. Viewer.

When it comes to the taboos at such a level, Wang Le was very conscious and did not notice Qingyangzi's abnormality in front of him.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Qingyangzi looked at the sky, which was brighter than before, and then took out the ancient bronze mirror with vague patterns from the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

When Wang Le saw this, he knew he was about to break into the formation, so he quickly put away his messy emotions and returned to a calm and rational state. After all, the next move was no joke.

Even if Qingyangzi is sure to find the route of the Shengmen in this serial killing array, Wang Le does not dare to take it lightly. After all, it is right to be careful when sailing a ten thousand year ship.

"Xiao Le, remember to follow Pindao's footsteps and never make the decision without authorization. If you deviate even one step, your boy will be trapped in the killing array and will die. Pindao won't be able to save you even if he risks his life. I understand. ?"

Qingyangzi, who was holding the bronze mirror instrument in his hand, gave Wang Le a serious warning with an unusually solemn expression before casting the spell.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le nodded in agreement without hesitation, and promised with a serious and serious look: "Don't worry, I know that life and death here are only a thin line, so I will definitely follow my senior, you go Wherever you go, I will follow you!"

Qingyangzi nodded without saying anything, then took a deep breath of the fresh and moist air at dawn, and then breathed out gently.

After repeating this several times, Qingyangzi returned to an extremely calm and focused state. Then he raised the bronze mirror instrument with one hand and quickly picked up the mysterious finger with the other hand. In the blink of an eye, a faint cyan glow appeared. light.

At this time, Wang Le, who was standing next to him, stared at Qingyangzi without blinking. He saw that the opponent's fingers were pinching each other faster and faster, so fast that he could only see the afterimage of his fingers. The cyan light stretched into silk threads and danced around the fingers, which was indescribably magical.

Suddenly, the threads of cyan light pulled out from Qingyangzi's hand suddenly gathered together, rolled into a ball, and then quickly flew towards the bronze mirror instrument held high in the other hand.

There was an invisible loud noise of "Boom", and the bronze mirror magic weapon held high by Qing Yangzi was originally dim. After the cyan ray of silk thread rushed in, it instantly emitted a dazzling rich cyan light, and It formed a flame shape, constantly jumping and flashing, especially vivid. The only difference is that it is not the red light of fire.

At this time, in Wang Le's eyes, Qingyangzi's appearance holding the azure torch high was like the Statue of Liberty in the West, looking extremely sacred.

Of course, there are differences between males and females, Wang Le still understands this.

In less than ten seconds, the rich cyan light emitted by the bronze mirror instrument began to become stable, no longer as violent and active as when the cyan light thread first rushed into the bronze mirror.

Immediately, Qingyangzi held up the green light torch and shined it towards the archway.

"Okay, remember to follow Pindao closely and don't leave."

After Qingyangzi finished speaking in a deep voice, he stepped forward without hesitation, holding the blue light torch, and walked straight in the direction of the Stone Pillar Archway...