He Has a Dragon

Just when the atmosphere was becoming solemn and gloomy, Wang Le couldn't help but picture the figure of Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian, and then he looked at the crowd and said meaningfully: "Seniors, now you are not trying to embolden others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige. When the time comes, I believe victory will eventually belong to our alliance!”

At the same time, Wang Lebu forgot to think in his heart: "I wonder if among the three groups of hidden Taoists who entered the border this time, apart from the old man and the young man he saw last time, are there any other late-stage martial arts heaven-level people?" The presence?"

"If in addition to the old man, there is an old monster in the late stage of the martial arts heaven level among the people of the Three-way Hidden World Tradition, then even if Qinggong Wanzhongtian has the power to reach the sky, he will definitely be unable to defeat the four with his fists. I can’t resist it with my hands!”

Thinking of this, Wang Le hoped from the bottom of his heart that Wu Nantian would never live up to his reputation for unparalleled wisdom.

"I hope Senior Nantian has other arrangements besides arranging Qinggong Wan Zhongtian's back-up plan. Otherwise, the return journey of the alliance army will be bumpy." Wang Le thought.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le looked at Tiandao Yaozhong and asked, "Why don't you see Senior Nan Tian?"

I saw that Tiandao Yaozhong didn't hide anything, he pointed to the depths of the clouds high in the sky and replied calmly: "Brother Nantian and Old Man Niu from the Martial Temple are fighting with people there!"

Ye Jintian, who was standing nearby, interjected and said: "Old guys like us who are in the early stage of martial arts are not qualified to participate. Only those who are in the middle stage of the heaven level like Brother Nan Tian and Brother Niu have the strength to enter the battlefield."

Wang Le followed the crowd and looked up into the depths of the clouds high in the sky. Hearing the faint roar coming from there, envy and passion flashed through his eyes. He thought in his heart full of expectation: "The pinnacle of martial arts, one day I, Wang Le, will reach the top." success!"

At this moment, the ambitious Wang Le was deeply stimulated, and his heart was filled with a deep sense of helplessness.

Because facing the life-and-death fight between the strong men in the middle and even late stages of martial arts, Wang Le could only watch and become a bystander, unable to influence the final outcome of the overall situation.

This passive feeling of being unable to control made Wang Le, who always likes to have everything under control, very unhappy.

Now is not the time to think wildly. Wang Le suppressed the fluctuating thoughts deep in his heart, put away his gaze to look deep into the clouds high in the sky, and asked Tiandao Yaozhong again: "Those three groups of hidden Taoist troops who entered the border this time How many heaven-level experts exist?"

After a pause, Wang Le went further and asked tentatively: "I wonder how many powerful people in the late stage of the martial arts heaven level are included in these three hidden world traditions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the heaven-level old monsters present almost couldn't hold back their laughter and looked at Wang Le as if they were looking at idiots.

Tiandao Yaozhong looked at Wang Le with a dumbfounded look, and said angrily: "How many powerful people are there in the late stage of heaven level martial arts? According to your tone, all the old monsters in the late stage of heaven level are nothing but cabbage."

"Uh!" Wang Le's face twitched slightly, he touched his nose in embarrassment, and could only smile.

Then he saw that Tiandao Yaozhong no longer laughed at Wang Le, but straightened his face and said solemnly: "The three groups of hidden Taoist troops who entered the border this time are mainly from Huayin Pavilion!"

"Huayin Pavilion?" This was not the first time Wang Le heard the name of this hidden orthodoxy.

Previously, the team of twenty people that Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian easily killed on the shore of the lake with his hands and feet was from Huayin Pavilion.

Of course, the old man and the young man who rushed to the shore of the lake afterwards also came from the hidden Taoist tradition of Huayin Pavilion.

Wang Le couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It is worthy of being a hidden Taoist tradition with a profound foundation. There are so many heaven-level martial arts masters, including many middle-level heaven-level and even late-level old monsters."

As his mind wandered, Wang Le looked at Tiandao Yaozhong and asked: "They are mainly from Huayin Pavilion. Are there other disciples of the hidden world among these three groups?"

Tiandao Yaozhong nodded and replied: "That's right, you also know about another hidden world sect, that is, the previous trial team was on the way to the border.

The hermit Zoroastrian religion encountered. "

"Um, Zoroastrian Cult?" A trace of memory flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he immediately thought of the Fire Cloud Master from the Zoroastrian Cult. He was attacked by the Heavenly Sword in front of him, turning him into a disabled person and running away. .

Recalling the situation that day, Wang Le couldn't help but ask Tiandao Yaozhong: "Didn't the Lord Huoyun get seriously injured by you, senior, and escape? Why did he get involved with Huayin Pavilion again?"

Tiandao Yaozhong sighed and replied: "It is true that Lord Huoyun escaped, but the Zoroastrian Cult is indeed making a comeback and is unwilling to give up."

Having said this, Tiandao Yaozhong's face was filled with deep worry, and he continued: "And this time the Zoroastrian Cult, which made a comeback, actually sent three masters of the mid-level heavenly level of martial arts!"

At the end, Tiandao Yaozhong couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Fortunately, Lord Huoyun was seriously injured and could not come. Otherwise, Yao's life would definitely be difficult."

At this moment, Qing Gong Lu Yong suddenly interrupted with a solemn expression: "The three mid-level martial arts masters from the Zoroastrian Cult are nothing to worry about. What Lu is most worried about is whether something will happen in Huayin Pavilion."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Yueshan said to Lu Yong nonchalantly: "Brother Lu, it's your senior Wan Zhongtian from Qinggong who will take action this time. Even if something goes wrong in Huayin Pavilion, I believe senior Wan will be able to handle it."

At this time, other alliance heaven-level old monsters present nodded in agreement.

Lu Yong glanced at everyone present with a complex expression, and said meaningfully: "Before Uncle Wanshi appeared, Lu never thought that it would be his old man who came to support the alliance army."

"Uh!" Tiandao Yaozhong's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly asked Lu Yong: "Brother Lu, is it possible that Senior Wan failed to reach the peak of martial arts and injured the origin of his body, and he has not fully recovered yet?"

Lu Yong shook his head without hesitation and replied: "You ask me, I ask who is going. Uncle Wanshi has been in seclusion in the palace all year round. God knows whether the original injury of his body has healed."

At this point, Lu Yong's face became hesitant, and he murmured softly: "Since ancient times, once the origin of the body is injured, there will be no hope. And this is also a well-known thing. Lu is afraid of the old man from Huayin Pavilion." This guy prescribes the right medicine for the situation and uses all possible methods to extremely damage the Taoist will of my great uncle."

At this time, Ye Jintian was seen in the crowd and said to Lu Yong: "Brother Lu, your master's uncle is a famous generation of fierce men in the martial arts world. Although the old guy from Huayin Pavilion is powerful, he wants to destroy the Taoist will of Senior Wan." It’s probably too much to defeat it.”

At this moment, facing the discussion of a group of heaven-level old monsters in front of him, Wang Le couldn't help but feel a little confused.

However, Wang Le could clearly feel the confidence that these heaven-level old monsters present had in Qinggong Ten Thousand Heavens.