He Has a Dragon

When the roaring sound disappeared, everyone looked over with horror on their faces. They saw that Mount Xingling, which was bombarded by Master Xinghong, was not razed to the ground as everyone thought.

The biggest change was that the flowers, plants and trees in the core area of 鈥嬧€婱oxing Ridge were completely destroyed by this punch and turned into nothingness.

When everyone saw this scene, the first thought that came to their mind was that Mount Xingling was really strong.

It can actually withstand the sky-high blow of the Mahayana Dharma.

What followed was the thought that there was a great opportunity hidden here.

For a moment, everyone who was eager to try unconsciously looked up into the void.

If there weren't three unattainable Mahayana realms there overlooking all living beings, the monks who came here would rush to Mount Mosing Ridge without hesitation.

But in the face of absolute power, you can only follow your heart, not your head.

At first glance, Moxingling was indeed intact and had not been smashed by Master Xinghong鈥檚 Mahayana Dharma.

However, as careful as Wang Le was, he soon discovered the looming tiny cracks on Mount Moxing Ridge.

"It seems that Mount Xingling is very strong, but the power of the formation protecting it is limited. As long as Master Xinghong comes a few more times, Mount Xingling should cease to exist."

Wang Le couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

At this moment, Wang Le hoped that Zhenren Xinghong could level Mount Moxing Ridge.

That means that the chain of formations covering this area of 鈥嬧€嬧€嬧€婱oxing Ridge has also become ineffective.

In other words, if there are no variables like the continuous formation, the danger brought by the formation will naturally disappear.

Before everyone could calm down from the shock, they saw the Dharma form of Xinghong Zhenren in the void launching another attack.

This time it was no longer one punch, but countless punches that were brutally ravaging Mo Xingling!

Amidst the continuous roaring and explosions, Moxing Ridge was submerged by the fist shadows filled with lightning. It became a small boat in the depths of the thunder sea, and was about to capsize and be buried in the deep sea at any time!

At this moment, time seems so long that seconds feel like years.

It seemed very short, but when the shadow of the fist fell and disappeared, it only lasted a few breaths.

At this time, it was seen that Namo Xingling was still there, but the surface of the mountain was covered with cracks and fine lines, and it looked like it would break if touched.

At this moment, everyone saw a slender hand as white as onion appearing out of thin air at the top of Mount Mosing Ridge.

Then he pressed on it with a seemingly light weight!

The soft cracking sound of "click" resounded in the ears of every monk, and then they saw the Mosing Ridge from top to bottom, as if it was weathered, disappearing in the distance with the wind!

It just happened in the blink of an eye, like a tombstone inserted into the earth, Mount Davis disappeared.

Although the owner of that slender jade hand did not appear and hide in the void, everyone knew on their knees that it was Yulong, a female monk in the Mahayana realm of Daitian Mansion!

When Mo Xingling disappeared, everyone, including Wang Le, felt relieved unconsciously.

It was like an invisible shackle that bound the body and mind was removed with the destruction of Mount Mount.

Wang Le let out a breath of relief, but he did not relax.

The ashes of Mount Xingling was just the beginning of the drama.

The next step is when the show begins. Even judging from the current situation, Wang Le is not qualified to appear at all.

I can only be a spectator like everyone else.

But Wang Le is not willing to do this, he wants to get his own role in it.

And it鈥檚 the most important part 鈥?seizing the two magical powers!

For this reason, Wang Le was ready to go, for example, he continuously used Zijin's magic power to recover the slight injuries caused by the cross-border battle with others in the past few days.

Always keep yourself at your peak,

Only then can we have an extra chance of success in the next battle for opportunities!

Success is always reserved for those who are prepared. This is never an empty saying.

It鈥檚 a truth gained through countless practices!

Back to the subject, as Mount Xingling was razed to the ground by the two Mahayana monks, Master Xinghong and Yulong, we saw teams of strong men coming out of the crowd one after another and rushing over there.

Among them are the three top power teams of Bohai Sansheng Island, Daitian Mansion, and Luo Xianmen.

Seeing this scene, Wang Le knew that these three teams must have received orders from their ancestors in the Mahayana realm.

The other teams that followed may have seen the movement of the three teams, so naturally they were unwilling to be left behind and immediately chased after them.

But there is also a possibility that there are Mahayana monks secretly playing chess for them!

For example, Elder Quanyong and others who attracted Wang Le's attention the most were among those who were the first to rush towards the core area of 鈥嬧€婱osing Ridge.

"The elders of your two families are very active. Aren't you afraid of becoming pawns and losing their lives?"

Wang Le looked at Elder Quanyong, Zhou Xian'an and others who were mixed in the crowd, and spoke meaningfully to Qu Jinghong and Manager Wu.

Qu Jinghong and Manager Wu were startled at first, then seemed to understand what Wang Le meant.

"Those who rushed out first were either strong men from the Holy Land or disciples of top sects."

Manager Wu spoke thoughtfully to the two of them.

At this moment, Qu Jinghong's face suddenly perked up, and his eyes showed anticipation and excitement.

"King Ashoka is really here." Qu Jinghong said to Wang Le and Manager Wu.

Wang Le suddenly looked surprised and looked at Qu Jinghong with some confusion: "How are you sure he's here?"

Qu Jinghong showed a hint of pride and replied to Wang Le via voice transmission: "Don't forget, I am Fairy Jinghong of the Great Guangming Sect!"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose. Of course he understood the significance of Fairy Jinghong to Great Guangming Street.

To put it simply, they are almost the same existence as the saints and saints in the Holy Land.

Of course, there must still be a difference here, but Wang Le, an outsider, doesn't know it clearly.

At this time, Manager Wu explained to Wang Le through a message: "As the Fairy Jinghong of our sect, the Lord of the City has a karmic relationship with the ancestors of the Mahayana realm in the sect."

"So if King Ashoka appears near here, the Lord of the City will naturally be able to sense it."

Just when Wang Le was suddenly stunned, Qu Jinghong suddenly frowned and said, "That's not right!"

"Huh?" Even Manager Wu looked surprised this time, and Wang Le looked at Qu Jinghong with confusion on his face.

Qu Jinghong took a deep breath to suppress the excitement in his heart, and sent a message to the two of them: "There is one more person! There are actually two people here!"

"Huh?" Wang Le and Manager Wu were completely shocked this time, full of shock and surprise.

Naturally, excitement followed, because the chances of capturing the two magical powers increased dramatically in an instant.

"There are actually two people here. If one of them is Ashoka, then who is the other one?" Wang Le couldn't help but asked curiously. .

Qu Jinghong couldn't help but shook his head and replied: "I can only sense that there are two Mahayana ancestors from my teaching nearby. As for the specific identities, it is impossible to identify them."

A flash of light flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he thought to himself: "It seems that the Great Light Sect is bound to gain access to these two magical powers this time!"