He Has a Dragon

d Chapter 1407 Where has the time gone?

In a short time, although some people left, more warriors rushed here from all over the city.

This caused the hills around Huiyang Temple, especially the hills where Qingyangzi and Lao Yang lived, to be crowded with many warriors in groups.

When Wang Le, who was hiding in the tree, saw this, he knew that the crowd would not be able to disperse for a while, and the use of the magic-eye dragon's hidden power would put a load on the body, so with a thought, he gave the mask stored in the magic-eye space to He took it out and became Jia Shaoxiang again.

Taking advantage of the crowds coming this way, Wang Le, who was wearing a mask, removed his power of breaking the evil eye dragon, revealed his figure, jumped down from the tree, and then walked towards where Qingyangzi and Lao Yang were. passed.

When Qingyangzi and Lao Yang saw a strange young martial artist walking towards them, they first frowned, and then heard the other person say: "Senior, it's me."

"Uh!" Qingyangzi and Lao Yang were speechless when they heard this familiar voice, wondering where this kid had made another mask.

Tian Yunshan looked at the mask on Wang Le's face as a professional habit. When the other person came to the side, he commented with a smile: "This is a good craftsmanship."

Wang Le smiled knowingly. Of course he knew that Tian Yunshan was talking about the mask he wore on his face.

Qingyangzi did not ask why Wang Le ran out again after hiding, but said in a deep voice: "This time, the weird things in Yangguan will happen sooner or later, but at this juncture, Next, we want to successfully use the secret passage in Guanzhong to leave Bai Yujing and bring

It will add more twists and turns! "

Wang Le had thought of this before he came over, but there was nothing he could do. At this time, he could only smile bitterly and responded: "Now we can only take one step at a time. Fortunately, we did not reveal our true identities. Otherwise, so many If the warrior comes over, he will definitely be unable to eat and carry around."

Having said this, Wang Le raised his head and glanced at Yu Minghang, the Promise Sky Tiger standing in the sky under the bright moon. He felt a vague sense of familiarity in his heart, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, so he lowered his voice and spoke to Qing Qing, who was standing next to him. Yangzi asked: "Senior, that old man occupies the best position in the sky by himself, and no one dares to come close. What's going on?"

I saw Qingyangzi looking at Wang Le with a half-smile, and said, "Didn't you just compete with this person's disciple tonight, and you don't know him so quickly?"

"Pfft!" Mr. Wang's black and white eyes blinked.

I was a little speechless. No wonder it looked like I had seen him somewhere before. It turned out to be Bai Xiaolou's master. His mind immediately thought of the middle-aged man who was standing in front of the crowd and watching.

He must have changed his appearance deliberately, but now he has his true appearance.

Thinking of this, Wang Le suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Qingyangzi, and said in surprise: "Bai Xiaolou comes from the lineage of Longhu Mountain. Is this old man the previous generation of Daode Sect who walks the world, the Infinite Sky Tiger Yu Minghang?"

After Qingyangzi hummed, he squinted his eyes and looked at Yu Minghang, the Infinite Sky Tiger standing in the air with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Yu Minghang, who was staring intently at Huiyang Temple, seemed to realize something. He turned to look at Qingyangzi standing on the top of the mountain. A trace of confusion and indifference flashed in his eyes, showing that

However, Qingyangzi did not see through the disguise.

Then Yu Minghang turned his attention again to the direction of Huiyang Temple located on the mountainside, and no longer paid attention to Qingyangzi. After all, as a heaven-level warrior, standing here, it was natural for him to attract attention.

It's just that the warrior watching him on the mountain below is a little different, so he takes a second look and pays a little attention...

Qingyangzi put away his eyes, sighed softly and said: "When we were young, we met on the road and were in high spirits, but now our hair is like frost and we are old! Where has this time gone?"

Wang Le was startled. He didn't expect that Qingyangzi had ever interacted with the Wuji Hua Tianhu. Even Lao Yang and his wife were a little surprised. Apparently they had never heard of this experience of their lord when they were young.

Although the three of them were a little curious, seeing that Qingyangzi was silent and obviously unwilling to mention more, they wisely did not ask further questions.

“Everyone has the joy of making friends, but in the end all that’s left is loneliness.”

Wang Leru thought, and then quickly put away the emotion in his heart, because this moment is not a time to be sentimental.

At this moment, the attentive Tian Yunshan looked at Huiyangguan across from him and suddenly said: "This blood is too much. Although there are many dead warriors detonated by the large formation, it is not such a huge amount." blood, right?"

Wang Le's heart moved, a golden light flashed faintly in the depths of his eyes, and he reopened his Dharma Eye to explore the opposite side carefully.

No more bloody raindrops were seen falling from the sky, but the blood covering Huiyang Temple became thicker and thicker. It was obviously increasing and not stopping.

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Le penetrated the thick blood curtain through the clairvoyance power of the Delusion-breaking Dharma Eye, and saw that the pieces of snow-white human skin that were broken and about the size of a palm gradually began to merge deep in the blood curtain and above the Huiyang View, as if they were invisible. The power is gathering, piecing it together.

This couldn't help but remind Wang Le of the time in Fushan when he and the white-haired old man were trapped and unable to move by the beam of light that emerged from the fresh human skin from his mother Wang Xiaodie's grave, crushing the white-haired old man to ashes. , and the past scenes of sucking the blood from his body.

Wang Le couldn't help but look thoughtful, and secretly speculated in his heart: "Could it be that this broken fresh human skin needs enough blood nourishment to restore it to its original state?"

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he saw a warrior couldn't help but walk towards Huiyangguan on the opposite side, wanting to see what was going on up close.

At the same time, among the earth-level warriors suspended high in the sky nearby, someone took out the natal magical weapon stored in the dantian and prepared to swipe at the thick blood curtain that enveloped Huiyang Temple.

"ah!"

A scream full of fear and despair made Wang Le tremble, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. He saw a warrior who had just approached the thick blood being sucked into it.

This frightened the warrior who was about to get close to him and turned around and fled towards the foot of the mountain.

Immediately, he saw a strong middle-aged earth-level master in the sky, with a fierce look in his eyes and yelled: "You are evil, I will kill you with my knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the middle-aged earth-level master holding his magical weapon tightly with both hands, and a dazzling snow-white sword light erupted from a sword that was about three feet long, murderous and murderous toward the thick sword below.

The thick blood curtain cut down.

In an instant, Wang Le, who almost forgot to breathe, saw the extremely sharp sword light falling on the thick blood curtain, but not a drop of blood-colored spray was splashed, as if it was blown by a breeze.

All the warriors in the audience showed unexpected expressions, including Yu Minghang, the old monster with the highest level of cultivation. They did not expect such a result. c