A year after the Tianzhu Wumen event, Wang Tu died in the ICBM Agni 6.

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Dragon Tiger Mountain, Heavenly Master Dao.

In the hall, a group of people wearing Heavenly Master Dao disciple uniforms were practicing.

In the Heavenly Master Dao, if you want to practice the technique, you have to practice the martial arts for a few years first, and with physical fitness, you can practice the techniques of the Heavenly Master Dao.

In the Heavenly Master Dao, the famous thing is the thunder method that reaches the sky, which was once a supernatural skill.

Therefore, people who go to the Heavenly Master Dao to apprentice are all here for this thunder method, but if you want to learn the thunder method, physical fitness and martial arts are the first priority.

There was once a disciple who secretly learned the thunder method because he was not qualified in martial arts, but he was directly killed by a thunderbolt in the process of guiding the thunder, let alone controlling the thunder method.

And on the steps of the lobby, Zhang Fan held his chin in a daze, as a senior brother, he didn't need to practice martial arts, and his task was to monitor this group of martial arts disciples.

"Senior brother, what kind of expression do you have? I see that you have been depressed for a few months. ”

A disciple who was finishing a set of punches and taking a towel to wipe his sweat and rest walked over.

"Needless to say, a year ago, the white-clothed Heavenly Master showed a yin and evil aura on Tianzhu's side, and the senior brother wanted to go and fight the white-clothed Heavenly Master alone, but he was killed by a missile for some reason, can the senior brother not be depressed?"

This group of disciples knows Zhang Fan's temperament very well, and they want to find someone to fight, but the person they are looking for is dead.

"As soon as the white-clothed Heavenly Master is dead, the first person in this generation who can compete with the senior brother in this world should be Ye Li, Lu Qingshan, right?"

"I heard that Ye Li is forging divine weapons, and Lu Qingshan is practicing in retreat, and they all have to compete for the position of the first person in this generation, so our senior brother is lazy and plays every day, and it is too empty. ”

As the group spoke, their eyes inevitably revealing a look of jealousy.

Zhang Fan is only twenty-one or twelve this year, whether it is practicing martial arts or cultivating the law, it is an excellent age of progress, even Ye Lilu Qingshan, who is also known as a genius, is not practicing hard, but the result is only Zhang Fan, they have never seen this kind of practice.

I got up early every night, but I didn't wake up until the afternoon, except for eating, drinking, and having fun, I slept and occasionally monitored their practice as I do now.

But Zhang Fan is a well-known amazing genius, he mastered the thunder method at the age of fifteen, he doesn't need any cultivation, his cultivation grows at a strange rate every day, and now he is almost crushing the same generation, and no one in the Heavenly Master Dao can meet the opponent except Zhang Tianshi.

Even those senior brothers who worshiped the Heavenly Master Dao a few generations earlier than Zhang Fan were ashamed of themselves in front of Zhang Fan, and you can imagine how terrible this person is.

Everyone was discussing, and Zhang Fan suddenly stood up.

"Senior brother, what are you going to do?" The group looked at the direction where Zhang Fan was going, and they didn't know why.

"I'm going to go to Tianzhu in person to see if that guy is dead or not. ”

"Damn, senior brother, you go to Tianzhu once a month, don't you find it, it's been more than a year, and what kind of strength are you going, a piece of iron is going to rust. ”

One person persuaded like this, but everyone knew that with Zhang Fan's bullish temper, no one could stop him.

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Firmament Sect.

This is a sect built on a mountain cliff, which is enough to overlook the scenery of the world.

"Zhang Fan, is this going to Tianzhu again, right? Why doesn't he believe that the white-clothed Heavenly Master is dead?"

Ye Li sat on the edge of the cliff, his legs crossed, and a pair of divine eyes could see something thousands of meters away.

"Ye Li, you're lazy again, your sword hasn't been forged yet. A young man walked behind him, it was Ye Qingyan, the captain of the Divine Dragon Clan.

He was on vacation from the clan, so he naturally returned to the Firmament Sect.

"Scrapped. Ye Li cocked his feet, as if he didn't care about it at all.

"Scrapped?" Ye Qingmad's expression moved slightly, and the other Firmament Sect disciples on the side were even more surprised.

They all knew Ye Li's sword forging skills, and it was definitely comparable to a master's forging ability.

"I don't think I can beat Zhang Fan with that sword, so I can only barely fight Lu Qingshan, so it's scrapped. ”

Hearing this, this group of people can be regarded as understanding, it is a competition between geniuses and geniuses, separated by several mountains and thousands of kilometers, all fighting openly and secretly.

"Speaking of which, brother, do you think I can beat the white-clothed Heavenly Master? Ye Li turned back to Ye and asked lightly.

"No, you can't. Ye Qing didn't think about it for a moment, so he replied.

Ye Li immediately felt like he had been slapped on the head, and his whole face withered.

"In my opinion, Instructor Wang's strength is inferior to Zhang Fan, so you should save it. ”

"Damn, if he is your instructor, he will blow without a brain, I am your brother, why don't you without a brain?" Ye Li took a sip and waved outward, and saw a flying sword flying from under the cliff, hovering behind him.

"It's not brainless, but it's true, can you cut off supersonic missiles with your flying sword skills?" Ye glanced at Ye Li and shook his head.

Ye Li listened, his mouth pursed, it's not that he doesn't have the ability to cut off supersonic missiles, but he doesn't have this opportunity, even if he has the ability, no one will believe it.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'll go to refine the sword, and sooner or later I will refine a divine weapon, surpassing that Wang Instructor. Ye Li clapped his hands and walked towards the refining room.

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Heavenly Law Martial Sect.

"Senior Brother Aoyama, it's time for lunch. ”

A disciple placed a plate with a sumptuous meal outside a cave.

This cave exudes a cold aura that people dare not step into, it is a thousand-year-old cold cave, even if the Transformation Realm Grandmaster steps into it, it is difficult to move an inch, so this disciple only dares to stop outside the cave entrance.

The plate floated out of thin air and fell into the cave.

"Senior Brother Qingshan, why have you practiced so hard for more than a year, I haven't seen you like this before. ”

The one who practiced hard in retreat in the cave was naturally the first person of the Heavenly Law Martial Sect, Lu Qingshan.

For more than a year, Lu Qingshan has been staying in this thousand-year-old cold cave since he went out and returned to the sect, and he has not gone out for a single step.

"Don't bother him, he is refining his martial arts and techniques, striving to surpass the white-clothed Heavenly Master. ”

Chen Tianjue, the second senior brother of the Heavenly Law Martial Sect, came over, and it was his turn to be on duty to guard this thousand-year-old cold cave.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, hasn't he been dead for more than a year?"

"He has been dead for more than a year, but he is still an imaginary enemy of any genius of this generation, Zhang Fan, Ye Li, which one is not a competitor to the white-clothed Heavenly Master, they are all working hard. ”

In the past year, since the king and disciple fought to kill the black-robed great witch god of the Gangqi Divine Realm, all the geniuses in the world have been alarmed, and those who are lazy and lazy have all started to practice diligently, even Zhang Fan has quietly hid in his room in the middle of the night to practice qi.

"Is the white-clothed Heavenly Master really so terrifying?"

This disciple didn't understand, he had only heard a little about the deeds of the white-clothed Heavenly Master, and he really couldn't imagine what kind of person he was who could force all the geniuses of the Great Sect of Huaguo to catch up.

"More than a year ago, your Senior Brother Lu Qingshan was a cultivator at the peak of the Transformation Realm, and when he went down the mountain and returned to his family, he fought with the white-clothed Heavenly Master once. ”

"Twenty-two and three's peak cultivation of the Transformation Realm, then the white-clothed Heavenly Master should be defeated, right? Even if he is not defeated, he may have fled in the wilderness. "The disciple is very natural and authentic.

"Haha, did your Senior Brother Lu Qingshan flee after being beaten to the ground, or did the elder escort him all the way back. Chen Tianjue shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"How is this possible?" the disciple was shocked and couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Nothing is impossible, the white-clothed Heavenly Master broke Lu Qingshan's meridians with a single finger, and thanks to the sect master's use of spiritual vein ointment, Lu Qingshan was rescued from the waste. ”

Chen Tianjue shook his head and sighed: "God knows how terrifying that white-clothed Heavenly Master was a year ago, and he could attract all the geniuses in the world to fight for his enemies. ”

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Tianzhu, mountainous area.

This place has long been covered by yellow sand and has become a barren land.

But a sandstorm blew by, and I saw a young man standing abruptly on the yellow sand, slightly stepping on the void, standing with his hands in his hands.

He shouldered black hair, his skin was crystal clear, like the most perfect mutton fat white jade, and a pair of blue eyes opened slightly, like starry eyes, revealing a little starlight.

"How long has it been since I was buried in the ground?" asked the young man.

"Master, it's been a whole year. ”

"It's been a year? This time flies so fast, I don't know what the martial arts in the world are like now. ”

A shallow killing intent appeared on the young man's face, and the wild sand that was swinging wildly around him was all quiet.

Suddenly, the young man's eyes looked in the northeast direction, and he saw another young man stepping into the air.

"Huh, it's been so long, and anyone is coming?" ()

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