He Has a Dragon

"After finishing the things at hand, you must seize the time to practice and advance to the middle stage of Jindan as soon as possible. Otherwise, if an old monster who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts comes to visit one day, I and my relatives and friends around me will be in danger. "

Wang Le decided secretly while rushing on the road.

As night fell and until late at night, Wang Le did not rush directly to the location of Xiao Zhixuan's tomb, nor did he stop to rest. Instead, he took advantage of the night to carry out bloody and brutal killings, clearing the peripheral area of ​​​​the tomb. All warriors.

Every step of the way leads to wisdom. Of course, Wang Le will not let any fish slip through the net this time.

Even though there was a late martial arts master named Huang from the Zoroastrian Cult who desperately tried to escape in the end, he still died in the hands of Wang Le.

Not to mention other warriors with much lower cultivation levels, none of them could escape in the end.

During this process, Wang Le once again deeply realized what it means to be the enemy of the whole world, because there were too many orthodox sects who came to hunt down the old guy Xiao Zhixuan of Yunlong Jiuxian.

Wang Le was really eye-opening about the old guy's ability to attract hatred. He would obey him without holding on to the wall.

It was not until three or four o'clock in the morning that Wang Le stopped killing.

Randomly finding a valley with a waterfall, Wang Le, who was covered in blood, washed himself carefully and put on clean clothes, then found a place to have a good rest.

After all, I was basically on the road this day, and spent a long time in continuous fighting and killing. I couldn't count the number of heaven-level old monsters who died in my hands, let alone those with lower cultivation levels. Warriors, more people will fall in their hands.

In this high-intensity life-and-death fight, it is a huge test for both the warrior's body and spirit.

Even someone as strong as Wang Le would not be able to remain at the peak of his powers after enduring such a huge test.

Therefore, after Wang Le cleared out the martial arts experts in these peripheral areas, the first thing he did was to find a quiet place to rest, so that he could recover his physical strength as soon as possible and return to his peak state again.

There was no words for the whole night. It was not until three o'clock in the morning when the sun finally shone into the valley that Wang Le opened his eyes and woke up from his trance.

Although the rest time was not long, it greatly relieved Wang Le's physical and mental fatigue, and his personal condition recovered to 70% to 80%, which was enough to cope with all subsequent crises.

Of course, Wang Le basically didn't stop fighting from day to night yesterday. Except for the four early-stage heaven-level warriors who escaped, none of the other warriors who met Wang Le could get out of this hundred thousand alive. Mountain.

So the likelihood of a subsequent crisis is close to zero.

After simply washing his face and taking out something from the Dharma Eye Space to fill his stomach, Wang Le did not linger any longer in the valley and rushed out of the valley mouth, strutting like yesterday wearing purple-gold escaping light and following the memory in his mind. , flew towards the old guy Xiao Zhixuan’s tomb in a leisurely manner...

After a while, Wang Le, who turned on the illusion-breaking eye and compared the approximate direction mentioned by Qilin and his own memory of Shiwandashan, got closer and closer to the location of the old guy Xiao Zhixuan during the perspective search.

When Wang Le, who was high up in the sky, saw a small river left from the mountains on the ground in front of him through the Dharma Eye of Deception. The terrain on both sides was flat, and there were black shadows of mountains not far away.

I couldn't help but feel refreshed, and thought to myself: "If this is correct, this should be the place."

As his mind wandered, Wang Le stopped flying in the air and fell straight to the ground from high altitude.

When Wang Le stepped on the ground with his feet and stood on the bank of the river, he looked up directly at the source of the river, the towering mountain not far away.

I saw that this lush and majestic mountain was not connected to other mountains, and it seemed a bit aloof. The altitude was at least two thousand meters above sea level, and the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland.

Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the towering mountain in front of him.

Because at a glance, Wang Le, who knew a little about Feng Shui, could tell that this place was extraordinary and could be regarded as a treasure of Feng Shui.

This made Wang Le even more certain that the old guy Xiao Zhixuan should have buried himself in this place.

When I started looking up from the foot of the mountain, I immediately found traces of man-made activities, such as pots being buried to make rice, trees being cut down, and so on.

If nothing unexpected happened, the mysterious troops had been stationed at this place under the leadership of Qilin.

Unfortunately, the members of the mysterious force had already died in the outer area earlier, and this was an important reason why Wang Le did not hesitate to kill a strong man in martial arts after entering Shiwan Mountain!

Suppressing the fluctuations of thoughts deep in his heart, Wang Le continued to look higher into the mountain.

The speed of the fluoroscopy search was very fast, and after a while they reached the mountainside. At this moment, Wang Le, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the light in his eyes flashed away.

Because from halfway up the mountain, Wang Le had already discovered traces of the magic circle.

Next, as the scope of the fluoroscopy search became wider and wider, Wang Le discovered one set after another of completely different magic formations, covering the entire towering mountain.

This shocking gesture immediately made Wang Le's expression change.

When he was in Sijiu City before, he knew from Qilin that the old guy had set up countless magic circles around his tomb.

But it's one thing to hear it, but it's another thing completely after seeing it with your own eyes.

"The old guy is really brave!" Wang Le couldn't help but sigh secretly after taking a deep breath.

At the same time, Wang Le was also very sure that the arrangement of the magic circle that enveloped the entire mountain could not be completed overnight. It might even take several years.

From this point of view, the old guy had already made complete preparations in order to be able to survive the disaster safely without being disturbed by the outside world.

No matter what, the countless killing formations covering this majestic mountain all show that Yunlong Jiuxian Xiao Zhixuan is a master of formations!

This made Wang Le once again lament that the old guy could still live so carelessly until now despite being surrounded by enemies all over the world. His own abilities and methods were really awesome.

"What a tough life that needs no explanation!" Wang Le couldn't help but sigh after looking through the mist-shrouded mountain peaks and not seeing the old guy's tomb.

Although he didn't find the old guy's tomb, Wang Le didn't feel surprised or disappointed.

Because in his opinion, this is a normal thing.