He Has a Dragon

?When Wang Le crawled back to the ground from the big pit, he was completely exhausted and collapsed directly on the ground without moving.

This is why Wang Le returned to the ground in a hurry, so he basically didn't get a good rest along the way.

What's more, climbing back to the surface from the depths of the ground is more difficult than entering the depths from the ground, which consumes more energy.

During the entire process of coming up, unless the cold wind was at its strongest, Wang Le would not rest and keep crawling up.

Coupled with factors such as frequently opening the Dharma Eyes to Destroy Illusions to ensure his own safety, Wang Le, who finally managed to crawl back to the ground, was as tired as a dog.

Within three minutes of lying down, Wang Le got up from the ground and began to meditate to regain his strength.

At this moment, a faint sound of bells reached my ears from a distance.

"Hey, why is the bell ringing at noon?" Wang Le opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the bell, muttering to himself in confusion.

Then Wang Le's expression changed drastically, he stood up suddenly and blurted out: "Not good!"

Because he suddenly thought that this was most likely an alarm, telling the disciples and disciples of Nanhua Temple that foreign enemies were now invading the mountain gate.

At this moment, Wang Le gave up rest without any hesitation, and used the magic power in his Dantian to inject into the dark orifice, preparing to fly to the rescue from high altitude. Unexpectedly, he was unable to leave the ground.

"Uh!" Wang Le subconsciously raised his head and took a closer look, and saw a huge transparent mask appearing in the sky above his head.

Wang Le, who was no longer the former Wu Xia Amen, immediately woke up and knew that Nanhua Temple had activated the mountain protection formation in the face of a strong enemy, and of course, it was forbidden to fly in the air.

"It seems that the people from Cihang Jingzhai have really come to seek revenge."

Wang Le, with a solemn face, murmured to himself, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief deep in his heart.

Because he finally lived up to the expectations of his grandfather and the head master, bringing the artifact Butterfly back to the ground in time from the depths of the canyon. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Wang Le moved his feet, then left the place, walked quickly through the mountains and forests towards the front of the dojo, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And just as Wang Le was rushing back from the mountain behind the dojo, Ji Yinzi, the master who had opened the guardian formation, and Ji Yang and others who were chasing from the Palace of Lost Dreams, successively stopped in front of the three stone arch bridges in the Grand Canyon. stopped.

At this time, along the edge of the canyon, a huge and boundless transparent light mask was seen, like a big bowl, completely covering the entire Nanhua Temple dojo from high altitude.

Although the transparent light mask is not colorful and does not have any runes flowing, the aura it emits is full of a sense of simplicity and mystery that cannot be expressed in words.

In particular, the three women wearing simple sea-blue silk clothes and mango shoes felt even more profoundly.

The three of them faced the Nanhua Temple's protective formation in front of them, as if they were facing an ancient behemoth that had just awakened from a thousand-year sleep, exuding a heart-stopping dangerous aura at all times.

Standing in the middle, a stunning woman who looked to be only eighteen years old showed a look of admiration on her face. She lightly opened her red lips and said slowly: "It is worthy of the Taoist inheritance created by Zhuang Zhou. Although it has declined for thousands of years, it can still be protected from this tower." The formation sees the shadow of its past glory and power."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ordinary-looking woman standing on the left waved the dust with her hand and said coldly: "So what about Zhuang Zhou's creation? Is it possible that he can come back from the dead to protect his unworthy disciples?"

"Hmph! Today is the day Nanhua Temple will be destroyed!"

At this time, the charming woman who was about the same age as him, but still beautiful and charming, smiled sweetly and said with a frivolous tone: "If Zhuang Zhou can come back to life,

That's why he was made angry by these incompetent disciples. "

After a pause, this charming woman who still retains her charm shook her head in disappointment and said: "Nanhua Temple is not as good as each generation. Now there is not even a strong person in the heaven-level realm in the temple."

"Back then, Han Ruoshui had the hope of being promoted to the heavenly level, but it went astray. It's a pity."

At this time, the ordinary-looking woman on the left had a displeased look on her face. She looked at Han Sheng who was gritting her teeth and said, "What's the pity? Back then, my senior sister gave up the road for this stinky man Han Ruoshui."

"In the end, this beast actually killed my senior sister with his own hands for the sake of his martial arts!"

Facing the displeasure on her companion's face, the charming woman on the right chuckled disapprovingly, then looked at her meaningfully, and said quietly: "Who can tell what happened back then! But in the eyes of the poor nun, , that Han Ruoshui is a poor person."

"You!" The face of the ordinary-looking woman changed, and just when she was about to retort, she saw the charming woman said lightly and meaningfully: "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing but yourself. Your senior sister has not given up on the great way. It was for the sake of the great road that I became a Taoist couple with Han Ruoshui..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ordinary-looking woman interrupted: "Zhui Xi, you've had enough."

The charming woman gave a sweet smile and was very sensible and said nothing more.

Immediately, the ordinary-looking woman looked at the stunning woman standing in the middle and warned her word by word: "Yuxuan, you have to remember that there is no good man in this world!"

I saw this beautiful young woman smiling and nodding her head without saying a word.

At this moment, I saw Ji Yinzi standing in the Fuyao Guardian Array opposite the canyon. He asked outside the array with a trace of magic power: "Are you three from Cihang Jingzhai?"

The ordinary-looking woman sneered and said, "Since you already know everything, what else do you have to ask?"

After a pause, the woman said in a deep voice with murderous intent: "Where's Han Ruoshui? Let him get out. This poor nun is here to avenge Senior Sister today!"

Ji Yinzi replied with an unchanging expression: "My senior brother was ordered by the Alliance Council of Elders to guard the four or nine cities in the world of mortals. He has been away from us for a long time. The three of you came at the wrong time."

The ordinary-looking woman sneered: "Does he think he can survive by hiding in the world of mortals? What a big joke!"

"Wait for the poor nun to destroy your Nanhua Temple first, and then go to the world of mortals to cut that beast Han Luoshui into pieces with a thousand knives! To comfort my senior sister's soul in heaven!"

This time, before Ji Yinzi could speak, Elder Ji Yuan, who was standing nearby, suddenly intervened and said: "It was Senior Brother Han who killed your senior sister back then. Why should he implicate our entire Nanhua Temple? You Cihang Jingzhai are too overbearing. Come on!"

The ordinary-looking woman replied without hesitation: "Because all of you in Nanhua Temple are accomplices!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the charming woman named Zhui Xi on the right looked at the Nanhua audience in the Fuyao Guardian Formation and said with a sweet smile: "Cihang Jingzhai is so domineering, so what? Who made you stinkers?" What if men don’t live up to their expectations? Not one of them has reached the heavenly realm of martial arts.”