Just as the atmosphere was solemn and low, Wang Le couldn't help but see the figure of the Qinggong Wan Chongtian in his mind, and then looked at everyone and said meaningfully: "Seniors, now is not the time to gain others' ambitions and destroy their own majesty. I believe that victory will eventually belong to our alliance!"

At the same time, Wang Le did not forget to think in his heart: "I wonder if there are any other late-stage martial arts heavenly stages in the three hidden Taoist sects who entered the border this time, besides the old and young people I saw last time?"

"If there is another old monster in the late-stage martial arts rank in the three-way hidden Taoist sect, besides that old man, then even if the Qinggong Wan Chongtian has the ability to reach the sky, it will definitely be hard to resist with both fists and four hands!"

Thinking of this, Wang Leda hoped from the bottom of his heart that Wu Nantian would never let down his reputation of being unparalleled in wisdom.

"I hope that in addition to arranging the secret trick of the Qinggong Wan Chongtian, Senior Nan Tian, ​​has other arrangements. Otherwise, the return journey of the alliance army will be destined to be bumpy." Wang Le thought.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le looked at Tiandao Yaozhong and asked, "Why didn't you see Senior Nan Tian?"

I saw that the Tiandao Yaozhong did not hide it, and pointed at the depths of the clouds at the sky calmly and replied: "Brother Nantian and Old Man Niu from the Martial God Temple are fighting with people there!"

Ye Jintian, who was standing next to him, followed the jig and said, "Old guys like us who are in the early stage of the martial arts are not qualified to participate at all. Only the mid-stage cultivation level of the heavenly level like Brother Nan Tian and Brother Niu can have the strength to enter the battlefield."

Wang Le looked up at the depths of the clouds at high altitude as everyone looked up. He listened to the roar that faintly came from there, and his eyes flashed with envy and heat. He thought in his heart with expectation: "The peak of martial arts, one day I, Wang Le, will succeed in the top!"

At this moment, the ambitious Wang Le was deeply stimulated, and his heart was filled with a deep sense of helplessness.

Because in the face of the life-and-death battle between the middle and even late-stage martial arts heavenly level, Wang Le could only become a bystander without staring at him and could not affect the final victory and loss trend of the overall situation.

This uncontrollable passive feeling made Wang Le, who has always liked everything in control, feel very unhappy.

Now it is not a time to think randomly. Wang Le suppressed his ups and downs in his heart, put away his gaze deep in the clouds at high altitude, and asked again at the Sky Sword: "How many heavenly powerhouses are there in the three hidden Taoist sects that have entered the border this time?"

After a pause, Wang Le went further and asked tentatively: "I wonder how many late-stage martial arts heavenly powerhouses are there in these three hidden Taoist sects?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monsters present almost couldn't help laughing out loud, and looked at Wang Le as if they were looking at an idiot.

Tiandao Yao looked at Wang Le with a lot of laughter and cry, and said angrily: "How many martial arts late-stage strong men are there? According to your tone, the old monsters in the late-stage heaven are all become cabbages."

"Uh!" Wang Le's skin twitched slightly, and he touched his nose awkwardly, and could only smile.

Then he saw that Tiandao Yaozhong did not laugh at Wang Le anymore, but his face turned upright and said solemnly: "The three hidden Taoist sects that entered the border this time mainly come from Huayin Pavilion!"

"Huayin Pavilion?" This is not the first time Wang Le has heard the name of this hidden Taoist sect.

The team of about twenty people who were easily killed by the Qinggong Wan Chongtian was raising his hands and feet on the shore of the lake.

Of course, there are also the old and young people who rushed to the shore of the lake afterwards, who also came from the hidden Taoist tradition of Huayin Pavilion.

Wang Le couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "As a hidden Taoist sect with a profound foundation, there are so many martial arts masters, including old monsters in the middle and late stages of the heavenly level."

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le looked at Tiandao Yaozhong and asked again: "Mainly from Huayin Pavilion, are there any other disciples of the hidden world among these three teams?"

Tiandao Yaozhong nodded and said, "That's right, you know that another hidden Taoist sect among them is the hidden Taoist sect Zoroastrian that the trial team encountered on the way to the border."

"Uh, Zoroastrianism?" A trace of memories flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he immediately thought that the Great Master of Fire Cloud who was the Zoroastrian was attacked by the sky sword in front of him, making him a disabled person and flee in panic.

Thinking back to the situation that day, Wang Le couldn't help asking Tiandao Yaozhong: "Didn't Huoyun Master be seriously injured by your senior, and escaped? Why did he get involved with Huayin Pavilion again?"

Tiandao Yao sighed and replied, "It is true that Huoyun Lord escaped, but Zoroastrianism is indeed making a comeback now and I don't want to give up."

Speaking of this, Tiandao Yao's face was filled with deep worry and continued: "And the Zoroastrianism, which made a comeback this time, actually sent three mid-level martial arts masters!"

At the end, Tiandao Yaozhong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fortunately, Huoyun Dazun was seriously injured and could not come. Otherwise, Yao would have been sad."

At this moment, Lu Yong of Qinggong suddenly interjected with a serious expression and said, "The three mid-stage martial arts masters of Zoroastrianism are not worth worrying about. What Lu is most worried about is whether there will be any trouble in Huayin Pavilion."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Yueshan said to Lu Yong disregardedly: "Brother Lu, this time, Senior Wan Chongtian of Qing Palace took action. Even if there was any trouble in Huayin Pavilion, I believe Senior Wan will definitely be able to deal with it."

At this time, the other Tian-level monsters present nodded in agreement.

Lu Yong glanced at everyone present with a complicated expression and said meaningfully: "Before Uncle Wanshi appeared, Lu was beaten to death and didn't expect that it would be him who came to pick up the alliance army."

"Uh!" Tiandao Yao's face changed suddenly, and he asked Lu Yong quickly: "Brother Lu, can Senior Wan hurt his body's origins when he failed to reach the peak of martial arts, but hasn't he fully recovered yet?"

Lu Yong shook his head without hesitation and replied: "Ask me, who will I ask? Master Wan is in seclusion in the palace for many years. God knows whether the injury of his body has healed."

Speaking of this, Lu Yong's face became hesitant and muttered softly: "Since ancient times, once the origin of the body is damaged, there will be no hope for the great way, and this is also a well-known thing. Lu is afraid that the old guy in Huayin Pavilion will prescribe the right medicine and do everything he can torture the Taoist will of my uncle."

At this time, Ye Jintian from the crowd said to Lu Yong: "Brother Lu, your uncle is a famous generation of murderers in the martial arts world. Although the old guy in Huayin Pavilion is powerful, he may not be able to defeat Senior Wan Daoxin and will defeat him."

At this moment, facing the discussions of a group of old monsters in front of him, Wang Le couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Chapter completed!