He Has a Dragon

Just when Wang Le was secretly sighing at Wu Nantian's unparalleled wisdom and ruthless backhand, the old monster Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian, who looked young but had actually lived for an unknown number of years, didn't even look at the lake on the ground. The broken corpses on the shore disappeared from their place as lightly as the wind, and turned into a ray of yellow light that penetrated the dark clouds in the sky.

As Qinggong Wanzhongtian disappeared, within ten seconds, the dark clouds in the sky also dissipated and disappeared, revealing the gentle sunshine in the middle of the winter afternoon.

If the broken limbs and blood on the ground hadn't reminded Wang Le, he would have thought it was just a dream.

Because the whole process was too exaggerated and dreamy, there were more than twenty top martial arts masters in the early and middle stages of the Heavenly Stage, but they were destroyed by a Qingong Ten Thousand Layer Heaven who suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye. Clean and tidy.

This made Wang Le just break through the cultivation level and enter a higher realm, and successfully kill the strong man in the late stage of martial arts. The pride and excitement were completely gone.

"It's true that there is a green mountain outside the mountains. This giant of talent in the martial arts world is unfathomable. From now on, I will still be a human being with my tail between my legs. I must not become complacent and lose my sense of awe because of a small achievement!" The invisible Wang Le couldn't bear it. Zhu sighed and silently warned in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Le was about to withdraw the power of the PoWan Dharma Eye Dragon to regain his true form. He waved the wings on his back and prepared to fly to the other side of the lake. When he saw Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian who had just transformed into a ray of yellow light and disappeared into the dark clouds. Suddenly and without warning, it appeared over the shore of the lake.

"Hiss!" The invisible Wang Le gasped immediately, the color on his face turned pale with fear, bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

At this moment, Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian's deep eyes were sweeping around, and he even released his extremely powerful consciousness to spread in all directions.

After a cup of tea, the consciousness released by Qinggong Wanzhongtian was withdrawn like the ebbing tide of the sea.

This made Wang Le, who was within the coverage of his spiritual consciousness, breathe a sigh of relief and secretly said that he was lucky.

If the Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian had just appeared at night, and in order to reduce the burden on his body, he had removed the power of the Eye Dragon to restore his true body, it would have really been the end of the world.

"My intuition has always been very effective. Could it be that it failed this time and there is really no one hiding nearby?" Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian murmured to himself with some surprise.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian's expression suddenly changed. He looked toward the mountains on the other side of the lake, snorted coldly, and then disappeared again, turning into yellow light and flying straight to the end of the horizon in the other direction. Blink and disappear.

As for the change in Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian's expression, Wang Le was of course confused and simply didn't bother to think about it.

Then Wang Le, who was invisible, did not dare to stay any longer. He quickly waved his wings and flew towards the other side of the lake.

At this time, of course Wang Le did not dare to remove the power of the Dragon's Hidden Eyes of Breaking the Law, for fear that Qinggong Wan Zhongtian would play the trick of carbine again.

But before they flew very far, they saw two white lights appearing one after another in the direction of the mountains on the horizon on the other side.

"Uh!" Wang Le, who was invisible, quickly stopped flying when he saw this. At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "First, Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian flew over from there, and then two more came. Behind the mountains on the other side of the lake. How many masters are there? It seems like I just have to choose a new place to heal."

Just when the invisible Wang Le felt sad and depressed, the two white lights flew past not far from Wang Le and stopped one after another.

At this moment, Young Master Wang became concerned again, and he couldn't help but hold his breath and did not dare to move rashly.

At this time, he saw two white lights, one old and one young. Wang Le, who was attentive, immediately noticed that there was a red lotus embroidered on the sleeves of these two people.

Although the clothes of the twenty or so people before were all different, all without exception had a red lotus on their sleeves.

There is no doubt that the young man and the old man who came now are accomplices to the team of twenty or so people that Wan Zhongtian wiped out in a matter of seconds.

As for how the two sides separated without forming a team together,

This is what Wang Le cannot know.

"Although this old man looks like an old man from the countryside, he exudes the same decadent aura as Qinggong Wanzhongtian and Ancestor Ji." The invisible Wang Le thought in his heart with horror.

As for Wang Le, the handsome and handsome young man who was only in his twenties and about the same age as himself who followed the old man, could not see any depth and did not exude a frightening aura of decadence.

The old man glanced at the direction where Wang Le was hiding, and a look of confusion flashed across his face.

At this time, the young man following behind looked towards Wang Le along the old man's line of sight, and at the same time asked, "Ancestor, what's wrong?"

The old man was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I must have made a mistake."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared, and then appeared in front of the broken corpse on the shore of the lake. Upon seeing this, the young man quickly followed him and fell behind the old man.

After Wang Le, who was invisible, saw this, he suppressed the panic in his heart and stopped to watch calmly.

Then the young man said with a trembling voice: "Ancestor, they...are all dead...everyone is alive!"

At this moment, even though Wang Le was far away from the old man and the young man at high altitude, he still felt the biting cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The grooved cheeks on the old man's face were trembling, and his cloudy eyes turned red.

Even a blind man knows that the old man is on the verge of rage and may explode at any time!

Just when Wang Le thought that the old man would vent the anger in his heart, he saw that the old man took several deep breaths and forced himself to suppress his anger, allowing himself to become calm and rational again.

"What a martial arts alliance! What a wise Wu Nantian! I, Huayin Pavilion, made a miscalculation!" The old man with a cold face said in a cold voice.

At this time, the young man asked softly: "Ancestor, is the murderer the same as you?"

The old man did not speak, his eyes scanned the ground of broken meat and broken arms and limbs in front of him, and his expression gradually changed, including grief, anger, accident...

After a while, the old man put away his eyes and broke the silence, saying calmly: "All of our people died due to the technique of combining scenery and scenery with nine cuts."

"Scenery combined into one, nine cuts down?" A look of contemplation flashed in the young man's eyes, and he turned to one side and said with great surprise: "My grandson remembered it. It is recorded in the chronicle of the people in the pavilion that the yellow wind awakened the hero's dream and cried to the green mountains. Wan Zhongtian, this combination of scenery and nine slashes is the famous stunt of Qinggong Wan Zhongtian!"

The old man nodded with a complicated expression and admitted, "Well, I didn't expect that he didn't die."