He Has a Dragon

3072-Sword

It can only be said that the land and the land of the Middle-earth continent are vast and the secret methods are endless.

Wang Le carefully recalled every detail after entering the black market, and suddenly flashed in his eyes before realizing where the leak was.

"Dare to be the scent that is floating in the air of the black market.

Wang Le could not help secretly muttering in his heart.

Now that you know where the problem is, it is easy to solve it.

After all, this tracking mark is far inferior to the tracking secrets of the monks of the fit.

Moreover, his Wang Le is different from the past, and he has become a god.

Even now, Wang Le meets the big brothers who are fit, and the other party will have to try to implement the tracking secrets on him again, it will become difficult, not as easy as before.

Immediately after seeing Wang Le's heart moving, Zijin's mana flowed all over his body, and he shuddered, and the residual incense left on him disappeared.

In the final analysis, this is that Wang Le was not aware of it for a while, and was invincible. Otherwise, there would be no such mistake.

When Wang Le erased the trace of his tracer, he did not shake off the monks who were traced from behind, but silently suspended in the high altitude and waited.

After a while, I saw three people flying at speed towards Wang Le.

When the three saw Wang Le floating in the air with a smile on their faces, they all gave a sigh of relief before they agreed.

"I almost thought I couldn't explain why I lost it. I didn't expect this guy to wait here. It's really lucky!"

One of the thin and short monks said gratefully to the two companions.

Although the other two did not speak, like the short and thin monk, the look at Wang Le was full of ridicule and playfulness.

"Boy, I didn't expect that the three Yuan Yingqiang who came after you would be the one? Right now it's too late to regret trying to escape, so you can't be too confident in your life, otherwise it's easy to lose your life."

The short and thin monk laughed.

Wang Le said with a constant smile on his face: "How many ruthless characters can be played in a black market that eats black on the other side of the door? Little Master doesn't care how many of you chase after you. Don't even think about leaving anyway."

Although Wang Le wants to keep a low profile and try not to cause trouble, he is not afraid of things.

I just wanted to buy Zhang Feitian on the black market, and as a result, the people on the black market took notice.

In this case, of course, you have to chop off the paws that provoked you.

"Hey, I'm not old, and I'm not too young, so let Laozi take a look at what your weight is."

After the slender monk sneered, he flew through the void without hesitation, and patted Wang Le with a palm.

Suddenly, the surrounding air was agitated, and the terror of Yuan Ying's powerful force swept over to Wang Le.

At this moment, Wang Le, who has been exhaling the atmosphere of refining atmosphere from the beginning to now, has changed suddenly, like a tiger awakened from hibernation!

The two Yuanying monks who followed the short and thin monk were originally relaxed, thinking that they could be dealt with by a companion, and they just swept behind.

But at the moment when the breath emanating from Wang Le reached its peak, the horror was stunned, and their faces changed instantly.

"Creating God!"

"The God of Power!"

The two people spoke in the same voice, their faces were pale, and Wang Le's eyes were full of shock.

They did not expect that the young monk who was full of youthfulness in front of him turned out to be a powerful **** who cultivated a higher level than himself.

As for the short and thin monk who rushed to the front, Wang Le was stunned by the enchanting breath erupted by Wang Le.

At this moment, the first thought that flashed through the short and thin monk's mind was in this world. I am afraid that there is no more stupid existence than him. He even struck a stone to attack a powerful god.

But it was too late to stop.

Moreover, there is no difference between closing hands and not closing them. It is a dead word anyway.

Wang Le had not hesitated to punch out before the short and thin monk attacked the portal.

This dazzling, dazzling purple gold boxing light directly illuminated this side of the world, and at the same time drowned the short and thin monk who came to the door, and two people who wanted to turn and escape.

Between the electric light and flint, whether it is the short and thin monk closest to Wang Le, or the other two who came together, there is no fighting back at all.

The three monks of Yuanying only felt that they had fallen into a quagmire, and the terrorist forces from all sides squeezed them.

At this moment, all three can clearly hear the sounds of broken bones and broken internal organs.

"Puff puff!"

"Kacha Kacha ...!"

The spurt of blood spattered with the sound of broken bones, even if the three of them tried their best to escape the fist thrown by Wang Le, they would not help!

And this is the power to transform the gods!

When the dazzling purple-golden fist fell, and the night returned to the world, the three elementary monks headed by the short and thin monk had become sackcloth bags, and there was no complete place in the whole body, and the fire of life in the eyes had already They extinguished and fell from the sky to the ground.

In the end, even their Yuan Ying didn't have time to escape, and Wang Le's horrible fist annihilated directly.

The whole process from the beginning of Wang Le's punches to the end, seems slow and fast, before and after the blink of an eye.

It can be said that Wang Leyi boxed to kill the three strong infants without any effort.

This is the gap between Yuanying and Huashen.

This shows how difficult it was for Wang Le to challenge and slay those who transformed into gods in the form of Yuan Ying.

It is precisely because of the difficulty, that the Middle-earth continent and the entire eternal star, as well as the advanced civilization of cultivation, rarely exist in Wang Le, which can kill enemies across borders.

All in all ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ There is no shortage of so-called geniuses in this world, but evil spirits like Wang Le have always looked at the long years of true civilization and can find out the few.

At this moment, until the three dilapidated corpses fell to the ground, Wang Le put away and locked their eyes.

"Xiaoyuan Yuanying also wants to challenge deification, and you are not Xiao Ye, I really can't help it."

Wang Le snorted and muttered softly.

This is that short and thin monks and others have already braided their hair, otherwise, they will inevitably cry out.

If it had been known that Wang Le was a pig-eating tiger, he was obviously a powerful god, and he would pretend to be a refining qi, and they would not dare to chase him down to eat the legendary purple baby fruit.

Today, there is no increase in life for two hundred years. Instead, life is lost early and there is no place to justify it.

Then Wang Le was too lazy to scrape the storage rings on the three men, left the scene of the incident, and flew to the sky deeper in the night ...

(End of this chapter)