In the flash of lightning, Wang Le's flying sword tightly held in his hand was like a sharp axe, slashing Zhao Ye's slow-reacting "wooden stake" and landing straight onto the ground with blood.

When Wang Le removed the Dragon Hidden supernatural power of the Breaking Defiance Dharma Eyes, and his whole body reappeared in the sky and then fell back to the ground, the plain area in front of the towering mountain was like a broken mirror, very tattered.

As late-stage strong men in the Heavenly Level, these three people certainly don’t have few good things on them, so their storage stones were confiscated by Wang Le.

However, Wang Le did not check it carefully, and threw it into the space of the Dharma Eye. When one day he was completely idle, it would not be too late to check these spoils again.

After all, Wang Le has too high vision now, and there are very few things he can like.

Wang Le, standing on the broken ground, looked at the towering mountain in front of him, and a strange color flashed through his deep eyes.

"Being able to remain the same in the battle between the strong men in the late-stage Heavenly level without any damage, it seems that the old guy spent a lot of effort on this place!"

Wang Le looked at the slightly arrogant and majestic mountain and couldn't help but mutter silently in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but wonder where the old guy Xiao Zhixuan buried himself, and he hid it very deeply.

However, Wang Le was sure that the old guy must be within this 100,000 mountains.

Otherwise, after his enemies in the martial arts world came to the secular world, they would not have come directly to the 100,000 mountains.

Although it is certain that the old guy buried himself in this 100,000 mountain, the range is too large, and it is impossible to miss a search in a corner.

Besides, Wang Le didn't want to waste his time on this, so after thinking for a while, he directly destroyed his plan to stay in the 100,000 mountains and find the location of the old guy's real tomb.

"Instead of finding someone here, it's better to go home early to concentrate on practicing."

When Wang Le thought of this, he completely strengthened his thoughts.

After all, this time, Wang Le killed too many martial arts powerful men for the old guy Xiao Zhixuan in the Hundred Thousand Mountain.

The origins of these martial arts powerhouses are not simple. More importantly, there are four old monsters in the heavenly level who escaped alive.

In other words, in the foreseeable future, all Xiao Zhixuan's enemies knew that he was Wang Le.

What follows will inevitably be overwhelming revenge.

By then, Wang Le believed that the opponents who appeared in front of him would no longer be the Earth level and the Sky level in the late junior high school stage, but a strong man who reached the peak of martial arts.

Although it is a decadent old monster who woke up from his sleep, he is still a powerful man who has truly reached the peak of martial arts.

Even if such an old monster has long been unable to return to its peak state in its heyday, it is not something that Wang Le can deal with now.

Thinking of the powerful enemies that Wang Le could encounter in the future, Wang Le couldn't help but feel a little more urgency deep in his heart, wanting to improve his martial arts realm as soon as possible.

Because only in this way can he better protect himself and his family and friends around him.

Thinking of this, Wang Le didn't even bother to rest, so he rose up and rushed into the sky, and then flew towards the end of the sky outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the transformed purple-gold escape light disappeared at the end of the horizon and disappeared.

Not long after Wang Le disappeared, he saw that the disappeared river in front of the towering mountain, the exposed gap was nearly a thousand meters deep, a dark coffin emitted a faint black light, as if it was constantly devouring everything, like a black hole forming its own world, incompatible with the surrounding world.

In the sealed coffin, Yun Longjiu, who was lying flat without breathing, suddenly opened his eyes!

Those sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the obstacles in front of you, and see the dilapidated earth outside and the arrogant and majestic mountain.

A long sigh echoed in the extremely wide coffin for a long time.

Then Xiao Zhixuan's eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world gradually dimmed, and then slowly closed his eyes, as if he had never opened them before...

Wang Le, who had already been far away in the sky at this time, even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that the coffin of the old guy was buried deep in the underground of the river next to him.

The so-called darkness under the lamp is nothing more than this.

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When Wang Le returned to Sijiu City, Xiao Yuanfang, Mr. Mu and others breathed a sigh of relief.

For them, whether there is a Sijiu City with Wang Le is completely different.

Only when Wang Le sits in the Sijiu City can they have a good sleep and not be afraid of the ghosts and monsters from the martial arts world.

Even after learning that Wang Le’s return, the entire upper Circle of Sijiu City seemed to have a backbone, and no longer had to worry about the warriors coming to Sijiu City to cause trouble.

However, for Wang Le, he was not interested in caring about changes in the external situation.

In the days that followed, in addition to enjoying the world of Mu Xiyan every day, I would occasionally visit Xiao Yuanfang and his wife and Mr. Mu, and enjoy the joy of family and relaxing themselves.

During other times, Wang Le was immersed in practicing the supreme spiritual practice of "Three Thousand Posa World".

At the speed of cultivation visible to the naked eye, Wang Le's spiritual consciousness became more and more concise and stronger.

This made Wang Le gradually feel the bottleneck of the cultivation level, which also made him practice more and more diligently, so as to break through the bottleneck of cultivation level as soon as possible and successfully advance to a higher level of cultivation level.

Wang Le believes that once he can successfully advance to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, he will never be at a disadvantage when facing a strong man who has reached the peak of martial arts.

Unless you meet the peak powerhouses like Xiaoyaozi, the leader of Guixu Temple in the martial arts world, who are prosperous in the spring and autumn, such as the ancestor of Qinggong Di Hao, who is the most prosperous person in the spring and autumn, Wang Le will have the confidence to win.

Of course, if you meet the mysterious ex-Bi Dou Palace Lord, Dao Ren Zhetian, Wang Le can only pinch his nose and immediately activate the Longyin supernatural power of the Breaking Defiance Dharma Eye and Escape.

Therefore, whenever Wang Le thinks of the strong enemies he will face in the future, he often prays that among the powerful martial arts masters who search for the old guy Xiao Zhixuan, no one comes from the Hidden World Daotong Bidou Palace.

As for Qinggong, Wang Le didn't care much, anyway, the hatred between the two sides had formed in the martial arts world.

What's more, in order to refine his own magical artifact, Di Hao, the ancestor of Qinggong, has been living in seclusion in the depths of the forbidden area, and he still doesn't know that he can only come out in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

As the days passed, although Wang Le's cultivation strength was growing, getting closer and closer to taking the last step, when he thought of the four old monsters at the heavenly level who were about to face, the pressure deep in his heart was getting greater and greater when he thought of the four old monsters at the sky level who were about to face.
Chapter completed!