He Has a Dragon

Wang Le stood behind Qingyangzi, following the other party's gaze, looking towards the sky above the Tianlan River with a solemn expression. At the same time, his heart moved, and his Dharma Eye for Destroying Illusions was instantly opened.

When Wang Le saw a small bird with green feathers flying towards this side from the other side of the Tianlan River under the cloudless clear sky through the breaking of illusion, he knew in his heart that this was what Qingyangzi said. Emerald hummingbird.

"Senior, how can this Green Hummingbird be so powerful? It can actually chase us all the way." Wang Le asked Qingyangzi in a deep voice.

Qingyangzi, who had his back to Wang Le, did not turn around, and said in a calm tone: "During this period, as long as you have met the owner of this green hummingbird, if the other party can somehow sense the body odor on you, thing, then as long as it is within three thousand miles, this little beast can find you by looking for body odor."

"Uh!" Wang Le suddenly felt a headache. During the time he stayed in Bai Yujing, he often fought endlessly with others in full view of the public.

During this period, as long as a person is interested, he will always get something on his body without him realizing it, such as fallen hair, blood, etc.

Because of this, Wang Le couldn't guess who the owner of this green hummingbird was.

But now that the birds are here, will the master be far behind?

Wang Le immediately suppressed the speculative thoughts in his heart, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stood silently behind Qingyangzi, no longer looking at the green hummingbird that flew high above his head and kept spinning.

Within a few minutes, Wang Le and Qingyangzi saw a strange noon warrior arriving late, flying across the Tianlan River in the air, and chasing after them.

Without asking, Wang Le knew that this person was the owner of the Green Hummingbird, and he couldn't help but show a trace of confusion in his eyes, because he had no impression of the warrior's appearance at all.

At this time, Qingyangzi, who was standing in front, suddenly said softly: "This person has already changed his appearance."

Wang Le was startled at first, and then showed a look of surprise, without doubting Qingyangzi's vision and judgment at all.

Because there is Tian Yunshan, a master of disguise, under the old man's seat, Wang Le believes that Qingyangzi is quite sure about whether to disguise himself or not.

Immediately, Mr. Six Fingers, who had been disguised, fell from a high altitude and stood five meters away from Qingyangzi and Wang Le. He did not continue to approach, and a confrontation situation emerged.

Before the three of them could speak, they suddenly heard a violent roar from the direction of Tianlan River.

Then it didn't stop immediately, but the earth-shattering rumblings continued, and they tended to become more and more intense.

Wang Le looked at the sky above the Tianlan River in the distance, as if a curtain of water had been pulled up to block out the sky and the sun. The river water, which had been extremely clear just now, was now earthy yellow and extremely turbid. He couldn't help but make the world look like this. Falling into darkness.

Through the perspective of the Dharma Eye, Wang Le saw through the sky-wide water curtain that was no longer clear and appeared extremely turbid, reaching straight to the other side.

What's more critical is that the sky-high water curtain is not fixed, but is rotating, like a tornado in the secular world.

Seeing such a terrifying scene that he had never seen before, Wang Le, who was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but murmured: "Did the Tianlan River turn upside down and fall from the sky?"

Although the roar caused by the churning of the water curtain continued and filled the world, Qingyangzi's regretful sigh clearly reached the ears of Wang Le and the disguised Mr. Liuzhi opposite.

Immediately, Qingyangzi stopped looking in the direction of Tianlan River, his eyes shot out with extremely sharp eyes, staring at the disguised Mr. Liuzhi, and said slowly: "I have tried all my methods to confuse the enemy, but I still let him." You chased after Tianlan River before it erupted into a dragon sucking water, I guess there is a certain destiny!"

Qingyangzi had already removed the disguise-mask on his face during the journey, so Mr. Liuzhi naturally recognized him as the old Taoist who was with the emperor outside the gate of Baiyu Capital.

In addition, when the emperor moved into the palace later, the Qingyun and Blue Sea Formation appeared and was detonated, which harmed many warriors, including many earth-level masters.

As my mind wandered, I saw a flash of light in Mr. Liuzhi's eyes. He looked at Qingyangzi and asked in a deep voice, "You are from Guixu Temple. Do you know your surname?"

I saw Qingyangzi's face showing something like a smile but not a smile. He asked without answering: "Since you know that Pindao comes from Guixu Temple, how come you still have the courage to catch up? Is this the boldness of a skilled person? Or is it just artificial? The bird of wealth dies for food, do you want to take chestnuts from the fire?”

Mr. Liuzhi's expression looked a little stiff because he was wearing a disguise, and he sneered: "I am determined to get the map of the treasure house of the tomb of Yingzheng, the First Emperor! Even if I am blocking it, I won't be able to do it!"

Having said this, Mr. Liuzhi looked at Wang Le, who was standing a step behind Qingyangzi, and said with murderous intent in his eyes: "Emperor, as long as you hand over the other half of the map of the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng, we will be together from now on. It has nothing to do with it!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le said with a playful look on his face: "According to your tone, half of the map of the burial treasury of the First Emperor Ying Zheng is in your hands."

"Uh!" Mr. Liuzhi suddenly choked for breath, then returned to his natural state in an instant, and sneered: "It doesn't matter whether it is in my hand or not. What is important is that you have half a map of the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng in your hand!"

In such a tense atmosphere, Wang Le, as a weakling, was not nervous at all. He spread his hands and said with an innocent face: "Anyway, I don't have the treasure house map of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng in my hand."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

Qingyangzi: “…………”

Of course, Mr. Six Fingers is not someone who is easy to fool, otherwise, Bai Yujing's leadership over the years would have been in vain.

"Glib-tongued yellow-haired boy, do you have the other half of the map of the tomb treasury of the First Emperor Yingzheng? As long as I catch you in my hands, everything will become clear!" Mr. Liuzhi sneered with a gloomy face.

Even the Clay Bodhisattva has three points of fire, not to mention Young Master Wang, who has always been cold and arrogant at heart.

At this moment, Wang Le sneered lightly, looking at Mr. Six Fingers with pride on his brows, and said: "Since my throne was established, no one has been able to control me at will!"

Then Wang Le pointed at Mr. Liuzhi with a provocative look, then shook his finger and said disdainfully: "You are no exception!"

Mr. Liuzhi laughed angrily, first looked at Qingyangzi, and then said to Wang Le: "With the protection of Youguixuguan, I have such a strong voice, and I am not afraid of biting my tongue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le burst out laughing, his laughter full of arrogance, as if he didn't take Mr. Liuzhi in front of him at all.