Just as Wang Le secretly reflected on himself, the old monsters in the sky level dared not look directly at the two old monsters in the late stage of the sky level fighting, an old roar of fear came from the huge golden spiral vortex located at a high altitude!

Then I heard the old voice shouting: "Purple Qi comes from the east!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le and the old monsters on the ground felt that the golden light that enveloped the world was no longer pure and began to be replaced by pieces of purple.

boom!

A deafening and violent explosion sounded throughout the world. Then, the huge spiral vortex located at the sky collapsed and split in an instant, transforming thousands of golden fragments from the sky to all directions.

Then came a purple air soaring into the sky crushed the golden light like an angry dragon that broke through!

Just as the golden spiral vortex collapsed and split, and the purple aura escaped from it, Wang Le and the old monsters on the ground suddenly felt lighter, and the passive and powerless feeling disappeared instantly.

At this moment, everyone turned around and looked up at the sky.

Then I saw that the purple qi that had just escaped from the golden spiral vortex turned into reality and recovered to the true body of the old thief in Wan Chongtian's mouth.

It was Wang Le who met the old man among the old and young people in Huayin Pavilion earlier.

"Puff!" The old man who had just recovered from his body then spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face showing a sickly bright red color, and his whole body tilted in the air, almost falling to the ground weakly.

Obviously, the old man had broken through the golden spiral vortex and escaped from the trap just now. The price he paid for was undoubtedly seriously injured. Otherwise, the later existence of the Heavenly Level would never have shown such a bad performance.

Then the old man who had just stabilized his body and floating in the air looked at the broken golden light fragments with a ferocious face, and roared angrily and said, "Ten Chongtian, I, Doroxin, will definitely return the hatred of today to you ten times!"

After saying that, without waiting for the disappearing Wan Chongtian to respond, he immediately turned into a purple light and broke through the broken golden light fragments and flew straight to the end of the sky.

As for Wang Le on the ground and a group of alliance heavenly monsters, the old man who claimed to be Doroxin didn't even look at it again.

Just as Doroxin, who was transformed with purple light, was about to disappear, Wan Chongtian, who had not appeared, laughed and shouted loudly: "Old thief Doro, you don't need to come to me at that time. Wan will follow my ancestor Di Hao and kill you in the Huayin Pavilion Dojo!"

The purple light that had reached the sky paused, and then accelerated without even making a fart, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Then the shattered golden light fragments quickly gathered at a high altitude. In just ten seconds, they turned into a huge golden light ball, which then evolved into a human-shaped light ball with golden light.

Loomingly, Wang Le located on the ground could see the figure of the Qing Palace Wan Chongtian inside.

At this time, a human-shaped light ball with golden light did not fall to the ground, but turned around and rushed to the depths of the clouds above my head along the original path, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, Senior Wan doesn't go to chase and kill Doroxin, what are you doing?" The old monster at the Tianjie level couldn't help but ask.

I saw Tiandao Yaozhong responded with confidence: "Of course I am returning to the battlefield. Don't forget that Brother Nan Tian and Old Man Niu are fighting against the three mid-stage Tianjiao people of the Zoroastrianism!"

After a pause, Tiandao Yao glanced at the old monster in the alliance's heavenly level and continued with some contempt: "Chasing for Doluo Xin? Brother Mei, you are really confused. That old thief Doluo is an existence in the late stage of the martial arts heavenly level. Although Senior Wan can defeat him, it is not realistic to kill the opponent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yong, who was standing next to him, smiled and nodded in agreement: "Tiandao is right. My uncle from my master can only defeat and drive away the old thief Duoluo. If you want to kill the other party, you will definitely pay an unbearable and significant price."

Speaking of this, Lu Yong's eyes showed a full look of admiration and looked deep in the clouds at high altitude, and said, "I didn't expect that my uncle, my master, could be reborn as if he had experienced the great disaster of life and death, was like a phoenix's nirvana, which was even better than before. It was really a sign of great prosperity in my Qing Palace!"

The surrounding old monsters in the alliance were seeing Lu Yong's proud look, looking at his nose and nose, without any expression.

Wang Le, who is the person next to him, did not feel any surprise about this, because the stronger the Qing Palace is, the more difficult the life of other Taoist sects in the martial arts world will be.

Of course, this also includes the Taoist sect behind the old monsters in the sky.

In this regard, there is no difference between Qinggong and those hidden Taoist dynasties that enter the world to seize the cultivation resources of the martial arts world.

After all, the profit cake of the martial arts world's cultivation resources is so big. If Qinggong strongly gets more profit cake, then other forces will definitely get less.

Especially the small and medium-sized forces in the martial arts world have even more hard life, and they may even lose their Taoist dynasty.

Just as the atmosphere became silent and weird and even a little awkward, Wang Le, as a junior, spoke up very tactfully and asked: "The golden spiral vortex that Senior Wan trapped Duluxin of Huayin Pavilion just now was so powerful that it was so tight. I wonder what it was called?"

"Uh!" Some of the old alliance monsters present looked at Wang Le with a look of strangeness, and a hint of funnyness appeared on their faces.

Lu Yong of Qinggong was even more angry and snorted coldly, rolling his eyes at Wang Le, with a look of contempt on his face.

At this time, Ye Jintian smiled and said, "Wang Le is a newcomer and is very unfamiliar with everything in the martial arts world, so he doesn't understand Senior Wan's killing move."

After a pause, Ye Jintian looked at Wang Le and then explained to him: "The golden spiral vortex that traps the old thief of Huayin Pavilion in your mouth is a martial art created by the ancestor Di Hao of Qinggong, called "Drawing Land and Mai Zhuang."

"Many Qinggong disciples have practiced, which is well-known in the martial arts world."

Speaking of this, Ye Jintian changed the subject again: "But except for the ancestor Di Hao of Qinggong, there are only Senior Wan who can practice this trick to the peak realm of transformation."

At this moment, Lu Yong, a native of the Qing Palace, couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Mr. Lu also practiced this trick to draw a jail when he was young, but he gave up soon."

"Because the martial arts created by my ancestor Di Hao can only be exerted with powerful lethality by practicing to the peak realm, otherwise it will be useless and no different from ordinary martial arts."

"The conditions for practicing this trick to reach the peak realm of transformation are too harsh. Lu asked himself that his talent and perseverance are good, but he finally gave up."

After saying that, Lu Yong sighed helplessly.
Chapter completed!