He Has a Dragon

Although it was already the cold winter season in this border land, Wang Le did not feel the slightest chill after entering this quiet and closed valley. Instead, it seemed very warm.

When they entered the depths of the valley, they discovered the existence of a hot spring, which made Wang Le very happy.

When breaking through the Seven Sword God-killing Formation during the day, although Wang Le used rockets and grenades throughout the whole process and did not really use personal force, he was always in a state of invisibility, which also increased the load on his body. To say he was not tired was to say that he was not tired. lie.

Because of this, Wang Le took off his clothes and jumped into the hot spring without hesitation, soaking his body from the neck down in it.

The warm water flowing out from the spring had the smell of sulfur, washing over Wang Le's body over and over again, making him close his eyes in comfort.

Under the starlight of the silver moon, in the white heat evaporated from the spring water, the domineering and ferocious purple-gold dragon tattoo on Wang Le's chest and back was looming, making it look particularly mysterious and intimidating.

As time passed, Wang Le's fatigue gradually disappeared. He was unconsciously carried away by the spring water washing over his body, and finally dissipated...

After a long time, Wang Le opened his eyes with a face full of enjoyment in the steaming heat.

He stood up and left the hot spring, then picked up the relatively clean clothes left on the shore and put them on.

After putting it on, Wang Le opened his mind again and looked out of the valley to confirm whether there was any danger.

After all, in addition to the alliance army, there are also people from Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrian Cult active in this border area.

Although Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian showed great power, first defeating the late-level boss of Huayin Pavilion named Duoluo Xin, and then successively killing three mid-level bosses of Zoroastrian Martial Arts, Huayin Pavilion and The three groups of Zoroastrian troops who entered the border were not completely wiped out.

For the alliance army, now that the Qing Palace Ten Thousand Heavens are pressing down on the formation, they are not afraid of the remaining troops of Huaying Pavilion and Zoroastrian Cult.

But for Wang Le, that's another story.

He didn't want to run into the martial arts masters from Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrian Cult unpreparedly in this resting valley, especially the old monsters at the heaven level among them.

Soon, after clairvoyantly checking the outside of the valley to confirm that it was safe, Wang Le put away his clairvoyance power and found a place to stay under the cliff of the nearby valley.

After a brief cleaning, Wang Le sat cross-legged at the foot of the cliff. Following his thoughts, he took out simple food from the Dharma Eye Space, such as bags of beef jerky, etc. to commemorate his five internal organs temple.

After filling his stomach, Wang Le felt something in his heart again and instantly took out the storage stone that Tiandao Yaozhong had given him before from the Dharma Eye Space.

Wang Le skillfully took out seven flying swords from the storage stone and placed them in a row on the ground in front of him.

For a moment, the seven-colored light of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple from these seven flying swords filled the entire valley.

"Uh!" Wang Le's face couldn't help but change when he saw this, and he quickly put the seven top-quality flying swords and storage stones into his Dharma Eye space.

Because the light emitted by these seven top-grade magic weapons and flying swords was too conspicuous in the darkness where one couldn't even see his fingers.

Wang Le didn't want to attract the enemy for no reason just to inspect these seven flying swords.

Then he saw Wang Le put away the seven top-quality flying swords and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "When I return to Nanhua Temple, I will immediately ask my grandfather to find a master of weapon refining to combine these seven flying swords." Make a life magic weapon."

Because along the way, Wang Le, who has experienced many life-and-death battles, deeply understands how important it is to have his own magical weapon!

If he had possessed his own natal magic weapon a long time ago, Wang Le believed that it would be easier to fight with people, or even vampires, in a life-and-death fight, instead of being scarred in the end.

Of course, in Wang Le's eyes, whether it is a natal magical weapon, or a special military thorn stored in the Dharma Eye Space, or a top-quality magical weapon to control mountains and rivers, they are always foreign objects, and one must not rely too much on them.

Whether it was his initial military career or his later journey to martial arts,

Wang Le has always believed in his own fists and never in foreign objects.

It can be said that this is the belief that Wang Le has carried out throughout his life. To be more precise, this is his martial arts will.

"Although the natal magical weapon is ultimately a foreign object and cannot be sacrificed for the sake of its inferiority, with this sharp weapon, my personal combat power will definitely be greatly improved, which will be more conducive to future life-and-death fights." Wang Le thought silently in his heart.

This is because Wang Le is extremely pessimistic about the future situation of the martial arts world, so he is so determined and eager to find someone to help him refine his natal magic weapon as soon as possible after returning to Nanhua Temple.

After all, the more strength you have, the more chances you have to save your life.

If the situation in the martial arts world was great, Wang Lecai would not be so determined to refine his natal magic weapon.

All in all, Wang Le had no choice but to do so due to the situation.

Because only by living well can we go further on the road of martial arts, and even reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

At this moment, after Wang Le made the decision to go back and refine the natal magic weapon, he couldn't help but start to think about what kind of natal magic weapon he would refine at that time?

Whether it was a regular weapon such as a sword, spear, halberd, axe, hook and fork, or a stray whip, mace, ruler and hammer. For a moment, Wang Le was a little unsure about paying attention.

This is because Wang Le did not grow up under the training system of the martial arts world at all.

You know, warriors always choose the weapon they are best at as their natal magic weapon.

But Wang Le is obviously not the same. He has always only pursued the result of killing the enemy. It doesn't matter what weapon he uses.

So there is nothing that you are good at or not good at.

"It would be good to refine a spear weapon." Wang Le touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Just when the idea of ​​refining a spear flashed across his mind, Wang Le suddenly remembered that his grandfather Ji Yang had mentioned to him the matters related to refining his natal magic weapon.

That is to refine one's natal magic weapon into a flying sword.

This is because the highest inheritance of Nanhua Temple is the inheritance of sword.

Wang Le clearly remembered that his grandfather once said that the reason why Master Bohan Ruoshui was so powerful in battle and was called the Nanhua Blood Sword in the martial arts world was because he practiced the sword inheritance of Nanhua Temple.

And he further walked out on his own martial arts path and tried to advance to the heavenly level, so that he later led to the tragedy of killing his wife to prove his Taoism.

Of course, if Wang Le practiced the sword inheritance of Nanhua Temple, he would never follow in the footsteps of Han Ruoshui who killed his wife to achieve enlightenment.

This is because by practicing the inheritance of swords, Wang Le just wants to increase his personal combat power and enrich his methods of fighting enemies, rather than like Han Ruoshui, who wants to use this to find his own path to martial arts and advance through the path of killing. Heaven level.