He Has a Dragon

"My young master has devoured three different bloodlines." Wang Le muttered to himself with complicated emotions.

Not to mention the essence and blood of the Tribulation Python, the fresh human skin that flew out of the grave of his mother, Wang Xiaodie, was mysterious and mysterious. It eventually flew to the sky and seemed to shatter into the void.

To this day, Wang Le still remembers the sigh of that fresh human skin. Its aura was so terrifying and powerful that it was unimaginable.

And the blood beads flowing on this fresh human skin are undoubtedly far beyond what ordinary blood can compare to.

After all, this fresh human skin is really terrifying.

Wang Le asked himself, even with his current martial arts training, he had no chance of winning against this fresh human skin.

Not to mention the ball of candle nine blood that was devoured in the ruins space at the bottom of the boundary lake.

You must know that this mass of essence and blood is not the blood in the descendants of Zhu Jiuyin, but the blood left by the original deity. This is an ancient divine beast that can rival a true dragon.

The preciousness and rarity of this mass of essence and blood can be seen from this.

It was precisely because he had swallowed Zhu Jiuyin's essence and blood that the pits on the surface of the golden elixir in Wang Le's dantian contained not only the image of the real dragon, but also the image of Zhu Jiuyin.

This gave Wang Le himself a hunch that so far, the power of the golden elixir printed with the images of the two ancient mythical beasts, True Dragon and Zhu Jiuyin, was far from being unleashed. The potential contained in it was unfathomable and more was needed. It takes time and effort to fully dig it out.

"My young master has devoured three completely different but extremely powerful mysterious bloodlines. Will he suddenly die suddenly like the founder of Wanxiang Sect one day?" Wang Le couldn't help but thought to himself with uneasiness.

However, after thinking about it, Wang Le felt relieved again, because he was devoured and changed his bloodline the day after tomorrow. He was not like the founder of Wanxiang Sect, who was neither human nor monster, and was an existence that was not tolerated by heaven and earth.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le touched his nose with twinkling eyes, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Although I don't have dragon blood pouring over my body, but the three mysterious bloodlines are integrated into my body, then one day the void will be shattered." , we should be able to successfully reach the other world!"

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he saw that Xiao Zhixuan had also regained his composure, then left the sofa and stood up, saying, "You are injured now. Let's stop talking today. Get some rest early."

"Old man, I also need to recover some of my health. After all, I just climbed out of the coffin, and my blood and vitality are a bit unstable."

When Wang Le saw this, although there were still many things he wanted to ask, Xiao Zhixuan looked like he had lost interest in the conversation, so he could only nod his head without any reluctance.

"After I fully recover from my injury, I will leave Sijiu City and go to the Kunlun Mountains first, and then go to the depths of the restricted area of ​​the martial arts world."

Wang Le said to Xiao Zhixuan while getting up and leaving the sofa.

Xiao Zhixuan nodded without hesitation and replied: "Okay, I will tell you the specific location of Guixu Temple in the Kunlun Mountains when the time comes."

At this time, Wang Le sighed quietly: "I hope senior Qingyangzi and that old military doctor are all fine!"

Xiao Zhixuan blinked and said with a smile: "As long as you go and support them, even big things can be settled, there is nothing to worry about.

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Wang Le immediately couldn't help but rolled his eyes and responded angrily: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. Anyway, you don't need to step forward. If anything happens, I will take action."

Xiao Zhixuan smiled and waved his hands indifferently and said: "Those who are capable should work harder. You are the one who has won two peak divine battles. Old man, I can't do that!"

Wang Le narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile, "Really? Sometimes modesty is hypocrisy. How about we master and apprentice have a battle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhixuan immediately shook his head and refused: "This is not possible, old man, I can't fight you, the number one person in the martial arts world."

After a pause, Xiao Zhixuan sighed with a not-so-sad look on his face: "This is really in line with the saying of the disciples of the church, master, starve to death!"

At this time, Wang Le waved his hand and said: "I can't afford to wear the title of number one in the martial arts world. There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world!"

Xiao Zhixuan immediately looked at Wang Ledao with a serious face: "Old man, I am not trying to flatter you. Even if the old guy Xiaoyaozi has not disappeared, he will definitely not be your opponent now!"

Without waiting for Wang Le to retort modestly, Xiao Zhixuan continued: "At least Xiaoyaozi has no guarantee of victory when facing three martial arts masters from deep inside the restricted area. At most, he can only escape with his life."

After a pause, Xiao Zhixuan looked at Wang Le and sighed sincerely: "And you can fight one against three, and you can always maintain the upper hand, and win every battle in the end!"

Having said this, Xiao Zhixuan looked at Wang Le with complex expressions in his eyes, including surprise, pride, relief, etc.

"Ahem!" Wang Le cleared his throat. After all, facing the old guy's compliments, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and a little ashamed.

Then Wang Le shook his head and said: "When I was in the martial arts world, I didn't have the cultivation strength I have today. I once met the former master of Bidou Palace, Taoist Zhetian..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhixuan exclaimed with disbelief on his face: "Taoist Zhetian? Didn't he transform into silence long ago because of his failed attempt to shatter the void?!"

Wang Le curled his lips and said, "I don't know whether he is dead or not, but the old monster I met called himself Taoist Zhetian."

Then Wang Le went further and said: "The aura exuding from this person is so terrifying that even today, I have never seen anyone who can compare with him."

After a pause, Wang Le suddenly changed the subject, looked at Xiao Zhixuan with a half-smile and said, "Except you!"

At this time, Xiao Zhixuan seemed not to have heard what Wang Le said, and said with a look of surprise: "I really didn't expect that this old boy is still alive. I thought he had his hair cut off a long time ago!"

Wang Le said calmly: "The key is that he did not let himself fall into a deep sleep in order to live, but was as alive and kicking as you, old guy."

"Uh!" Xiao Zhixuan was startled at first, and then said softly thoughtfully: "It seems that the rumors back then are true."

"What rumors are true?" Wang Le couldn't help but asked curiously.

After all, the impression that Taoist Zhe Tian had on him was too profound.

Xiao Zhixuan glanced at Wang Le, and then replied directly without hiding anything: "The rumor is that Taoist Zhetian once broke into the Holy Land of the Demon Clan where all the members of the Demon Clan disappeared, and by chance, he obtained a Taoist treasure that was born and raised on earth."

A strange color flashed across Wang Le's face. After all, there were two Taoist treasures stored in his Dharma Eye Space!

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