When Wang Le thought of the future martial arts road, which was still far from the realm of ascending to the peak of the Heavenly Steps, and then remembered that he was in the era of the end of the law when the environment of heaven and earth had changed greatly, he couldn't help but sigh and sighed a little depressedly: "I was born at the wrong time, the world is difficult!"

Qingyangzi, who was standing next to him, felt the same for a while, if it weren't for the great changes in the environment of heaven and earth, and even getting worse and worse, maybe he would have broken through the bottleneck of cultivation a long time ago, climbed to the peak of martial arts in one fell swoop, achieved the realm of heavenly steps, and erected his own archway in this ancestral land.

"Yes, I was born at the wrong time, and in the martial arts world before the end of the law era, that was the golden age of martial artists. Qingyangzi agreed.

Although the old and the young are a little depressed and feel pity, but the pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts has not wavered in the slightest, because only by having the courage to face the cruel and ruthless reality can it be possible to win the battle, otherwise, in the end, it will be just a void, leaving regrets in vain.

"Where is the archway that belongs to Xiaoyaozi's predecessors?"

Wang Le suddenly asked Qingyangzi with some curiosity.

At this time, I saw Qingyangzi standing next to him, revealing a trace of indescribable fanatical worship, turned around and looked up at the top of the mountain behind him, which was covered by clouds and mist, and said: "Shizun has no archway, because the ancestral shrine at the top of the mountain has a place for him!"

After a pause, Qingyangzi said again: "In addition to the ancestor who opened the mountain and passed away there, the other is the heaven-level martial artists who have won the divine war in the Guanzhong Ancestral Hall, and they are qualified to transform the Dao and die there!"

"And the old man is the only martial artist who has won the Heavenly Rank Divine War in the nearly eight hundred years since I returned to the ruins!"

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi's voice became a little excited and uncontrollable, after all, in the eight hundred years of the master and the ability to return to the ruins, only this generation of the master of the return to the ruins Xiaoyaozi has done this, think about it with your knees, how rare it is!

At the same time, Wang Le had a deeper understanding of the Divine War, and the battle between the Heavenly Rank Martial Artists was really terrifying, and he couldn't imagine the earth-shattering in it!

"If you have a lifetime, let the poor Dao witness a divine war, and die without regrets!"

Qingyangzi's eyes were full of yearning that could not be concealed, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Wang Le looked at Qingyangzi and asked, "Could it be that the battle between Xiaoyaozi's predecessors and his opponent, haven't you watched it for a long time?"

Qingyangzi shook his head with a regretful face and replied: "Shizun was very young when he participated in that divine war, and Poor Dao didn't come to this world at that time!"

"Eh!" Wang Le touched his nose, speechless and shocked at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly think to himself: "This Guiru Guan Guan Lord was already so powerful when he was young, and now his strength must have reached the peak, and it is even more terrifying, no wonder he will be the first person recognized in the martial arts world!"

Thinking about it, Wang Le said with admiration on his face: "The kid really wants to meet Xiaoyaozi's predecessors and listen to his teachings on the true meaning of martial arts. ”

Qingyangzi's face stiffened, a faint and complicated color flashed in his eyes, and he returned to nature in an instant, but how could this be hidden from Wang Le, who had always been sensitive, was all seen by him.

"Could it be that there is anything unspeakable in this?" Wang Le couldn't help but think in his heart with curiosity.

Of course, even if Wang Le was very curious about what secrets were there, he didn't dare to say it, and asked Qingyangzi arrogantly, after all, Xiaoyaozi was the other party's master, and he was the master of the hidden world.

When it comes to such a level, its taboos, after thinking about it for a while, Wang Le is very conscious and does not find Qingyangzi's abnormality.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he saw Qingyangzi look at the sky, which was brighter than before, and then took out the old bronze mirror artifact with blurred patterns from the sleeve of his robe.

Seeing this, Wang Le knew that he was starting to break into battle, so he hurriedly cleaned up his messy emotions and restored himself to a calm and rational state, after all, his next move was not a joke.

Even if Qingyangzi was sure to find the route of the Shengmen in this serial killing array, Wang Le didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, it was right to be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship.

"Xiaole, remember to follow the steps of the poor road, don't make your own decisions, if you deviate from one step, ensure that your kid is deep in the killing array, and then the poor road will not be able to save you even if he fights for his life, understand?"

Qingyangzi, who was holding the bronze mirror magic weapon in his hand, warned Wang Le solemnly with an unusually solemn face before casting the spell.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wang Le nodding without hesitation, and assured with a serious and serious face: "Don't worry, the kid knows that life and death here are only between the lines, so he will definitely follow the seniors, wherever you go, the kid will follow!"

Qingyangzi nodded and didn't speak again, then took a deep breath of dawn, which was exceptionally fresh with a hint of clammy and cold air, and exhaled softly.

After repeating this a few times, Qingyangzi restored himself to a state of extreme calm and concentration, and then he held the bronze mirror magic weapon high with one hand, and quickly pinched the mysterious finger with the other, and a faint cyan light appeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Wang Le, who was standing next to him, stared at Qingyangzi without blinking, only to see that the speed of the other party's hand pinching the fingers was getting faster and faster, so fast that he could only see the afterimage of his fingers, and the cyan light of the hedgehog meat was pulled into silk threads floating around his fingers, which was indescribably magical.

Suddenly, I saw the silk threads of cyan light pulled out of Qingyangzi's hand suddenly gathered together, instantly rolled into a ball, and then quickly flew towards the bronze mirror magic weapon held high by the other hand.

There was an invisible loud sound of "boom", and I saw that the bronze mirror magic weapon held high by Qingyangzi was originally dim and dull, and after the silk thread of the cyan light rushed in, it instantly emitted a dazzling and incomparably rich blue light, and formed a flame shape, constantly jumping and flickering, extremely vivid. The only difference is that it's not the red glow of fire.

At this time, in Wang Le's eyes, Qingyangzi held high the Qingguang torch, just like the statue of Liberty in the West, which looked extremely sacred.

Of course, there is a difference between male and female, and Wang Le still understands this.

In less than ten seconds, the rich cyan light emitted by the bronze mirror magic weapon began to become stable, and it was no longer as irritable and active as when the silk thread of cyan light first rushed into the bronze mirror.

Immediately, Qingyangzi held the green torch high and shone on the archway.

"Okay, remember to follow the poor road, don't go. ”

After Qingyangzi finished speaking in a deep voice, he no longer hesitated to take a step forward and walked straight to the direction where the stone pillar archway was located......