He Has a Dragon

After a while, Wang Le, who was worried, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, murmuring to himself: "Even if this pilgrimage city is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I have to go through it. I can't be timid."

After all, this Ten Thousand Beasts Flower is a unique Taoist treasure between heaven and earth, and there will never be another Ten Thousand Beasts Flower in the world.

It can be said that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity when I return to Nanhua Temple and pass through the pilgrimage city to encounter the rebirth of the Beast Flower.

If you miss this opportunity, you may never encounter the Beast Flower again in your life.

You know, since entering the martial arts world, this is the first time Wang Le has learned that there is such an existence as a Taoist treasure in the world.

As a Taoist treasure, the Ten Thousand Beasts Flower can help people successfully reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

If the young man hadn't cited the two vivid examples of Qinggong Emperor Hao and Guixu Temple Master Xiaoyaozi, Wang Le would never have believed such an unbelievable thing.

But the obvious facts tell Wang Le that the Ten Thousand Beasts Flower, as a Taoist treasure, has this incredible magical ability!

"In order to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, I have to take this treasure, the Ten Thousand Beasts Flower!"

Wang Le thought silently in his heart, then stood up from his seat, then walked out of the living room on the first floor and came to the yard.

At this time, the sky had just dawned, and the courtyard wall and the flowery garden scenery outside blocked the view. Wang Le could only see that the clouds in the sky were dyed a gentle and non-dazzling golden color by the light of the red sun.

Just as Wang Lejing stood in the courtyard, enjoying the fresh air of this winter morning, suddenly an extremely powerful heaven-level consciousness swept past.

Wang Le's body froze for an instant, and then he heard a "boom" from the far end of the horizon that penetrated the world.

Immediately, he saw figures rising into the sky from other nearby courtyards.

"What's going on?" Wang Le frowned and thought to himself in confusion, then quickly walked to the door, opened the courtyard door and came outside.

At this time, not only the guests living in the adjacent courtyard came out, but also the guests staying in Yipinju ran out of the house in a hurry.

Guests who cannot fly in the air can only stay on the ground. Those who fly to high altitudes are at least martial arts masters who have achieved the realm of the earth level, and there are even some old monsters who clearly exude the aura of the heaven level.

The guests from the nearby courtyard rose into the sky for the first time. Wang Le's sharp eyes saw that they were the old monsters of the heavenly level who were high in the sky at this moment.

"I'm sorry, I dare you to live in Tianjie's house. It's such an honor!" Wang Le complained to himself, somewhat speechlessly.

Boom boom boom...

There were continuous explosions deep in the clouds on the horizon. It was obvious that someone was fighting there, and the fighting was extremely fierce. Otherwise, the noise would not have been so loud.

"The sun has just risen, and someone is doing it again. There was only a heaven-level melee outside the city last night!"

"Hey, it seems like a lot of people have to die before we can fight for this treasure. After all, there are too many enemies in life and death. It would be weird if we don't fight to the death."

"Since the period of waiting for the Flower of Beasts to appear and bloom, there have been such life-and-death fights every day, including many battles between heaven-level experts."

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Standing outside the courtyard, listening to the vague chatter coming from around, a look of understanding appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "It seems that the fight for this treasure, the Ten Thousand Beasts Flower, has no results in one day, and the pilgrimage city will not be the same." There will be no peace in the day!"

Thinking of this, Wang Le suddenly felt that it was not interesting, and he didn't bother to open his Dharma Eyes to see through the life-and-death struggle in the distance.

After all, Wang Le has never been the kind of person who likes to join in the fun, and other people's life-and-death struggles have nothing to do with him anyway.

Just as Wang Le turned around to return to the courtyard, he heard an unusually familiar arrogant and domineering voice coming from the horizon in the distance: "Since your Zoroastrian Cult dares to kill Qing Palace disciples in the pilgrim city, then I, Wan Zhongtian, will destroy your whole family!"

"Uh!" Wang Le paused, then turned around again and looked deep into the clouds on the horizon.

If it were someone else,

Of course Wang Le is no longer interested, but the other party is Wan Zhongtian, who has achieved the late stage of martial arts, so that's another story.

"It seems there is a follow-up to last night's battle outside the city!"

Wang Le thought to himself and at the same time, his heart moved. As a golden light flashed vaguely in his eyes, the Dharma Eye of Deception opened instantly, and then he looked deep into the clouds on the horizon.

Then he saw Qing Gong Wan Zhongtian confronting an old man wearing a fiery red brocade robe, with a wrinkled face and a small red flame tattoo on his forehead.

Wang Le, who had opened his Delusion-Destroying Dharma Eye, suddenly raised his sword eyebrows and thought to himself: "This old man should be in the late stage of martial arts. Otherwise, in the battle outside the city last night, Huayin Pavilion and Hidden World Taoism would have been destroyed by Wan Zhong. God, this guy was destroyed by the group."

Thinking of this, Wang Le felt numb because he couldn't help but think again that he had many Qing Palace disciples' life lawsuits on his hands.

Now that I see Wan Zhongtian fighting the Zoroastrian Cult until death, it directly proves that Qing Palace's style of retribution is indeed true.

Just when Young Master Wang was having a headache because of this, the old man with the flame tattoo on his forehead looked at Wan Zhongtian coldly and said in a deep voice: "Weng Yuan, who killed your Qing Palace disciple, was seriously injured while sitting in the pilgrimage city. The Great Master Huoyun, who is a warrior, was killed by you just now with a sneak attack! What else do you want? Don't push people too hard!"

At this time, after Wang Le understood the meaning of the old man's mouth, he was immediately shocked. He couldn't help but glance at Wan Zhongtian and said secretly: "Didn't I say that the battle outside the city last night was evenly matched? How come in the blink of an eye, Weng Yuan Are you and that Great Lord Huo Yun already wearing pigtails? This speed is really fast!"

Just when Wang Le was confused about this, he saw anger and contempt on the old man's face, and he continued to say coldly: "Wan Zhongtian, I really didn't expect that with your status, you would be so embarrassed. Come and use this despicable method of killing someone!"

"Uh!" A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Wang Le's face, and he looked deeply at Wan Zhongtian again. At the same time, the fear in his heart became deeper and deeper, and he thought to himself: "This Wan Zhongtian doesn't care about me at all. For the sake of the face of a late-stage Heaven-level powerhouse, you are really going to do whatever it takes to achieve your goal!"

At this moment, Wan Zhongtian, who was opposite the old man, said with a nonchalant smile: "Old Huosong, you are really getting better and better. In the face of the hatred between you and me, how much is this face and identity worth?" ?”

After a pause, Wan Zhongtian said with a cold expression on his face: "What's more, my ancestor, Emperor Hao, has made a rule that anyone who kills my Qing Palace must be killed no matter how far away he is!"

"In the face of these rules, Wan's face and identity are not worth mentioning at all!"

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