He Has a Dragon

At this moment, the situation faced by the Alliance Trial Team is still grim and not optimistic. However, the two deacons and guardians couldn't help laughing after hearing Wang Le's denial.

My heart, which should have been heavy, relaxed a little unconsciously.

Deacon Tian looked at Wang Le with a narrow smile and said, "Boy, do you think that all of us late-stage warriors are idiots?"

"Uh!" Mr. Wang's face suddenly stiffened. The reason he had just thought of was aborted, and he could no longer deny it.

Because they could all understand it with their knees, Deacon Tian and the others already knew that they had done it.

Deacon Zhao, who had recovered from his injuries under the pressure, said to Wang Le with a funny face: "We have been paying attention to your fight on the ground. During this process, all the members of the trial team were here, but you were the only one." There was never a trace.”

"As for the mysterious powerhouses who fell on the other side, nine of them died inexplicably. Although they didn't think it was anything at first, as time went by, everyone came to their senses."

Having said this, the smile on Deacon Zhao's face disappeared, and he pointed at the late-stage earth-level powerhouses who had just fought fiercely across from him, and said in a deep voice: "My dear nephew, not only did we find out, they also know, so You have to be careful next.”

"Uh!" Wang Le's face was full of helplessness, and he laughed at himself and said: "This is really an honor for me!"

The protector with a broken arm looked at Wang Le and said seriously: "Boy, if the two deacons and I cannot hold on in the end, you should run for your life!"

Then the guardian looked at the embarrassed members of the alliance trial team present and said: "You too, you will all take care of your destiny when the time comes!"

The two deacons looked sad, did not speak, and acquiesced.

Obviously, these three late-stage earth-level warriors were full of pessimism and lost confidence in the upcoming battle.

Looking at the five late earth-level people and one middle-level earth-level person on the opposite side, whether it is the two deacons Tian and Zhao, the Broken Arm Protector, or the members of the alliance trial team, they are all filled with deep powerlessness and despair.

Not to mention that Young Master Wang, who was targeted by the six earth-level powerhouses on the opposite side, was so angry that his intestines were filled with regret. It was really a moment of pleasure to kill someone, but a lifetime in the crematorium!

"I was raised in Male Gobi. Even if I want to escape, I have to kill a few first before leaving!" Wang Le said fiercely with murderous intent in his eyes.

When my mind wanders,

Wang Le calmly took out the top-quality magic weapon Fist to Suppress Mountains and Rivers from the Dharma Eye Space, and then put it on his wrist.

Because he would have no chance to do the "bullying" thing again, the warriors on the opposite side had already heightened their vigilance.

What's more, he was being stared at by a group of earth-level experts, so it was no longer possible to play the role of a killer wandering around the battlefield.

A head-on confrontation will be inevitable.

"I can use the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm later to see how powerful it is. I hope it doesn't live up to the reputation of Nanhua Temple's strongest martial art." Wang Leru thought.

Since leaving Baoshan Acropolis, Wang Le spent every night during his rest practicing the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm and opening up the Dark Aperture.

Fortunately, hard work paid off. On the fourth day after leaving Baoshan Acropolis, Wang Le finally successfully developed the first secret hole of the Nine Transformations of Celestial Silkworm with the help of his liquid crystal-like innate power, and successfully completed the Nine Transformations of Celestial Silkworm. The first change.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. His face changed involuntarily, and he instantly opened his Dharma Eyes to pierce delusion, and looked up at the sky behind the gathering of strong men on the opposite side.

At this time, the morale of the alliance trial team was low, and the members were all thinking about their next escape route. Their thoughts were already far away, and they could not care about the change in Wang Le's expression.

Even Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, who were standing nearby, were so distracted that they didn't notice the change in Wang's serious face and frown, no longer as relaxed as before.

Deacon Tian was the first to notice the change in Wang Le's expression in front of him, and subconsciously followed his gaze towards the end of the dark and boundless sky.

After seeing this, the broken-armed protector and Deacon Zhao showed confusion on their faces. At the same time, they also followed Wang Le and Deacon Tian and cast their sights towards the horizon behind the opposite force.

Deacon Tian saw that there was nothing but darkness at the end of the sky. Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly froze and the pupils in his eyes quickly tightened!

At the end of the originally dark and empty sky, there was suddenly a flash of red, and then it quickly grew in size and spread, just like the clouds floating in the sky, which were burned by this red for just a moment.

In the blink of an eye, the boundless darkness was driven away completely, and the light shined brightly.

Moreover, the crimson color in the sky is now burning towards this side very quickly.

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire sky was on fire.

The shocking scene in front of him, which seems slow but actually fast, can't help but give Wang Le a feeling of everything waking up and the sun rising in the east.

Finally, everyone else was alerted, and their gazes, regardless of friend or foe, spread towards this side, burning red like a burning fire.

Suddenly, the eldest Deacon Tian, ​​the color that had just recovered on his face instantly receded, and his face turned pale as he murmured: "The fire has been burning in the sky for thousands of years, and I am the only one worshiping fire. It turns out that the Zoroastrian Cult is targeting our alliance."

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the broken-arm protector next to him. He stared at the crimson color spreading from the end of the sky to this side, and said in a deep voice: "Master Huoyun has come out of the mountain. This generation of the Zoroastrian Cult should also be born to gain experience in walking around the world. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burst of cheers from the crowd opposite.

"The Great Master is here!"

"Hahaha, the Great Lord is here, this battle will be won!"

"Welcome to the great master!"

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Listening to the excited shouts of those on the opposite side, as well as the conversation between Deacon Tian and the Broken Arm Protector, all members of the Alliance Trial Team, except Wang Le, were completely in despair.

The hermit Zoroastrianism has never been a secret within the Alliance Council of Elders.

Although the members of the trial team present have never met the Fire-Worship Master of the Zoroastrian Cult, they have heard from the elders of the sect how many times he has performed brilliantly as a Zoroastrian Cultist and dominated the martial arts world.

Fatty Huang, who was standing next to Wang Le, said to himself with his eyes blank: "It's over, Lord Huoyun, the heaven-level demon making trouble, is here."

Zheng Ge's handsome face was full of despair and decadence. He looked at the ignorant young master Wang and begged softly: "Brother Wang, if you can escape back, Zheng will ask you to go to Peach Blossom Villa with a message." , tell Miss Bi Luoyun to stop waiting for my little brother."

"Uh!" The corners of Wang Le's mouth twitched immediately. This guy was still a passionate person. It's such a pity that he hanged himself from a tree.

"Brother Zheng, now is not the time to say frustrating words." Wang Leru advised.