He Has a Dragon

And just as Wang Le was secretly reflecting on the fact that the surrounding Heaven-level old monsters did not dare to look directly at the two late Heaven-level old monsters fighting each other, an old fearful roar came from the huge golden spiral vortex high in the sky!

Then I heard this old voice yelling: "Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

The moment he finished speaking, Wang Le and a group of heaven-level old monsters on the ground felt that the golden light covering the world was no longer pure, and began to be replaced by patches of purple.

boom!

A deafening fierce explosion resounded throughout the world, and then the huge spiral vortex in the sky instantly disintegrated and split, turning into thousands of golden fragments and scattering from the sky in all directions.

What followed was a burst of purple energy that soared into the sky, crushing the golden light all over the sky like an angry dragon escaping from trouble!

And at the moment when the huge golden spiral vortex collapsed and split, and the purple energy escaped from it, Wang Le and a group of alliance old monsters on the ground suddenly felt light, and the passive feeling of powerlessness disappeared instantly.

At this moment, everyone turned around involuntarily and looked up to the sky.

Then he saw that the purple gas that had just escaped from the golden spiral vortex transformed into its essence and returned to the true form of the old thief Doro that Wan Zhongtian said.

It was the old man among the old and the young in Huayin Pavilion whom Wang Le met earlier.

"Poof!" The old man who had just recovered his body spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face showing a sickly bright red color, his whole body tilted in the air, and he almost fell to the ground helplessly.

It was obvious that the old man had just broken through the golden spiral vortex to get out of trouble, and the old man had paid a high price for it. He was undoubtedly seriously injured. Otherwise, the dignified late-stage heaven-level being would never have performed so poorly.

Then he saw the old man who had just stabilized his body and was suspended in mid-air. He looked at the fragments of broken golden light around him with a ferocious face, and roared: "Wan Zhongtian, I, Duoluo Xin, will definitely come after you for today's revenge." Give it back twice as much!”

After saying that, without waiting for the disappearing Wan Zhongtian to appear and respond, he immediately transformed into a ray of purple light and broke through the fragments of broken golden light, flying straight towards the end of the sky.

As for Wang Le and a group of alliance heaven-level old monsters on the ground, the old man who called himself Duo Luoxin didn't even look at them.

And just when Duo Luo Xin, who was glowing with purple light, was about to disappear, Wan Zhongtian, who had not appeared, laughed loudly and shouted: "Old thief Duo Luo Xin, there is no need for you to come to me when the time comes, Wan will follow my family. Ancestor Di Hao comes to your Huayin Pavilion Dojo and then kills you!"

The purple light that had reached the horizon stopped for a moment, then sped up without farting, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Immediately, the shattered golden light fragments in the sky were quickly gathered somewhere high in the sky. In about ten seconds, it turned into a huge golden light group, and then evolved into a human-shaped light group blooming with golden light.

Vaguely, Wang Le, who was on the ground, could see the figure of Qing Palace Wan Zhongtian inside.

At this time, they saw that the human-shaped light group blooming with golden light did not fall to the ground, but turned around and rushed along the original path to the depths of the clouds high above the head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, if Senior Wan doesn't go after Doro Xin, what are you going to do?" Seeing this, the Youtian-level old monster couldn't help but ask.

I saw Tiandao Yaozhong responding very confidently: "Of course we are back on the battlefield. Don't forget that Brother Nantian and Old Man Niu are fighting with three mid-level Heavenly Rankers from the Zoroastrian Cult!"

After a pause, Tian Dao Yaozhong glanced at the old alliance heaven-level monster, and continued with some contempt: "Chasing Doroxin? Brother Mei, you are really confused. That old thief Doro is at the late stage of the martial arts heaven level. Although Senior Wan can defeat him, it is not very realistic to kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Gong Lu Yong, who was standing next to him, smiled and nodded in agreement: "Tiandao is right, my great uncle can only defeat and drive away the old thief Doluo. If he wants to kill the opponent, he will definitely do it." Only by paying an unbearable heavy price.”

Having said this, Lu Yong's eyes looked full of admiration towards the depths of the clouds high in the sky, and said: "I didn't expect that my great uncle, after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, could be reborn from the ashes like a phoenix and become even better than before.

What a sign of great prosperity for our Qing Palace! "

Seeing Lu Yong's triumphant look, the surrounding Alliance Heaven-level old monsters looked at him with their eyes, nose, nose, and heart without any expression.

As a bystander, Wang Le was not surprised by this, because the stronger the Qing Palace, the harder it would be for other Taoist sects in the martial arts world.

Of course, this also includes the Taoist sect behind all the heaven-level old monsters present.

From this aspect, there is no difference between Qing Palace and those hidden traditions that enter the world and rob the martial arts world of training resources.

After all, the profit pie of cultivation resources in the martial arts world is so big. If the Qing Palace is strong and gets more of the profit pie, then other forces will definitely get less.

In particular, the small and medium-sized forces in the martial arts world will have a more difficult time, and the orthodoxy may decline or even die out.

Just when the atmosphere became silent, strange and even a little embarrassing, Wang Le, as a junior, wisely changed the subject and asked: "The golden spiral vortex that Senior Wan used to trap Duo Luoxin in Huayin Pavilion just now is really powerful. , I wonder what its name is?"

"Uh!" Some of the old alliance monsters present looked at Wang Le in a strange way, with a hint of amusement on their faces.

Qing Gong Lu Yong snorted angrily and rolled his eyes at Wang Le, with a look of contempt on his face.

At this time, Ye Jintian came to the rescue with a smile: "Wang Le is new here and is unfamiliar with everything in the martial arts world, so he doesn't understand Senior Wan's killing move."

After a pause, Ye Jintian looked at Wang Le, and then explained to him: "The golden spiral vortex that trapped the old thief Huayinge Duoluo in your mouth is a martial art created by the ancestor of Qinggong Emperor Hao, named The ground is a prison for painting.”

"Many Qing Palace disciples practice, which is well known in the martial arts world."

At this point, Ye Jintian changed the subject again and said: "But apart from Patriarch Qinggong Emperor Hao, the only one who can practice this technique to the peak is Senior Wan."

At this moment, Lu Yong, who was from the Qing Palace, couldn't help but interrupt and said: "Lu also practiced this technique of drawing the ground as a prison when he was young, but gave up soon after."

"Because this martial art created by our ancestor Di Hao can only exert powerful lethality if it is practiced to its peak state. Otherwise, it is useless and is no different from ordinary martial arts."

"The conditions for cultivating this technique to its peak were too harsh. Lu thought he had good talent and perseverance, but he gave up in the end."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yong sighed helplessly.

As for the specific content of the harsh training conditions, I don’t want to go into details.