The stone people composed of Linghao Stone finally won the battle with the humanoid lightning bolt, but in the battle with the human figures, the four figures were defeated, leaving only one figure, and the Spirit Stone people also disappeared completely. Zhang Lang can be regarded as a nine points of foundation building success, as long as he defeats the remaining figure of Zuihou, it will be 100% successful in foundation building. The armor and spiritual light balls formed by the ancient characters soared into the sky to meet the figure of Zuihou. Zhang Lang flew into the air and did not make a move, but stared motionlessly at the remaining zuihou figure, who was once a waste like him. They failed to survive the catastrophe, and scattered with unwilling souls, and disappeared in ashes. However, their unwilling will was taken away by the Tribulation, and on the one hand, they became the tools of war of the Tribulation, helping the Tribulation to block all those who survived the Tribulation. On the one hand, it is a battle against the waste body of the doom.

Zhang Lang bent down and bowed to the figure in front of him, this is the predecessor of the waste body. The figure moved, he took the lead, clenched a pair of fists and rushed over to 'touch'

The fist hit Zhang Lang's ancient words, and the aura of spiritual power formed by the ancient characters was directly shattered, and the armor was also smashed a little dented, and Zhang Lang was beaten upside down and flew out. The ancient characters burst out with a strong light to stabilize Zhang Lang's body. In an instant, the sunken armor and the scattered spiritual power aperture were repaired and protected Zhang Lang. At this time, the figure rushed over and punched and kicked Zhang Lang, Zhang Lang resisted with difficulty, but he was still hit by the figure from time to time, although the figure was also hit, but this is a catastrophe! And at that time, the rules of heaven and earth had not changed, which was the most suitable for their cultivation, and it was the most glorious era they had ever had. They had failed in the tribulation, but they were unwilling to let others succeed and let them fail, so this was a tough battle, and what Zhang Lang had to face was not the ordinary Extreme Nine Heavenly Tribulation, just because there was a waste of body thoughts in it.

'Boom' this fist Zhang Lang did not resist being knocked out, and fell to the ground with a 'bump' sound, splashing a cloud of dust 'poof'

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Fortunately, there is the protection of ancient character armor, otherwise falling from high school would not be as simple as vomiting blood.

'Ah~' Ye Xiaoman just woke up and ran to the place where Zhang Lang was robbed, and when he came, he saw that Zhang Lang was beaten and vomited blood. With a shout, he rushed towards Zhang Lang and said as he ran: "Zhang Lang, hurry up, don't scare me." But he was arrested by the Great Elder.

"Cheng Yu, show me Ye Xiaoman, don't let her go to Rao Zhanglang to survive. The Great Elder said to Cheng Yu behind him.

"Yes," Cheng Yu replied. After speaking, he came to Ye Xiaoman's side, hugged him and said, "Ye Xiaoman, don't worry." The senior brother will be fine, don't worry, if you go, it will affect the senior brother. Listening to Cheng Yu's words, Ye Xiaoman stopped struggling, and tears couldn't help but flow.

Zhang Lang struggled to get up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the figure also flew down, standing not far from Zhang Lang, stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and then raised his thumb and rotated it one hundred and eighty degrees, his thumb pointing down, as if to say: "You can't do it, look at the move." The figure withdrew its fist, its hands held flat in front of it, and a strange knot was formed. The clouds roared, and a trace of thunder and lightning rushed out of the clouds, converging in front of the figure, and a transparent ball of thunder and lightning was formed, and the figure was compressed in compression, and Zuihou was compressed to the size of a football, and he stopped in the seal, and pushed forward with both hands, and the ball of lightning light flew towards Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang also stretched out his hands and held them flat on his chest, and he also had a knot as strange as a human figure. A trace of spiritual power around him quickly rushed towards Zhang Lang, and the ancient characters erupted with powerful spiritual power, and these spiritual powers were forcibly ingested from Linghao Stone. The powerful spiritual power gathered into Zhang Lang's chest, forming a football-sized spiritual power ball of light, pushing forward with both hands, the light ball flew towards the figure at great speed, and the two light balls rushed towards each other at the same time, in the middle of the two, the two met and collided together, and a 'boom' sounded, two light balls exploded directly, and suddenly a dazzling mushroom cloud slowly rose into the sky. A flash of lightning scurried through the mushroom cloud. Due to the energy of the explosion of the light ball, the two of them were directly lifted out and smashed heavily on the ground, 'poof~poof~poof~' Zhang Lang spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the armor formed by the ancient characters on his body also became a little darker. And the figure was almost more and more transparent by the energy array, and he stood up, and a trace of thunder and lightning overflowed from the clouds and drilled into the figure, and the transparent figure slowly spoke, if he was given time, maybe he could really return to the way he was back then.

Zhang Lang was about to stand up but fell down, and after several back-and-forths, he finally stood up with difficulty and tenacity. He was just about to prepare to use the "Waste Sutra" mental method to treat the injuries he had suffered, when suddenly the armor spread out and turned back to the original font, the ancient characters revolved around Zhang Lang, and then all flew to the top of Zhang Lang's head, all the ancient characters gathered together to form a big waste character, and the waste characters slowly became smaller and became fist-sized, and then drilled into Zhang Lang's head.

'Ah~' A loud cry came from Zhang Lang's mouth, and he jumped around with his head in his hands and screamed heartbreakingly. 'Bump' Zhang Lang rolled around on the ground with his head bang. Suddenly he stopped, and the pain disappeared, but a voice came out of his head: "Don't be surprised, little one, that I am your ancestor. Listen well and I'll be gone. It's a family lineage, and only royalty can get it. This waste word is the waste word of the family, and it can only be opened at the moment when the spiritual power tribulation is about to succeed, and you will use it to cultivate in the future, and at the same time, your divine consciousness sea will also be opened, which will require you to slowly explore it yourself" After speaking, it disappeared.

The speed of the water mirror did not decrease, and it directly crashed into the robbery cloud, and after a few sounds, the water mirror dissipated, and after a rumbling sound, the robbery cloud slowly disappeared into the heaven and earth. At this point, Zhang Lang's spiritual power tribulation was successfully passed.

Zhang Lang was still lying motionless on the ground, still recalling what his ancestors said in his mind, but he thought in his heart: "Haha, I turned out to be an ancient waste of the royal family, and I have also obtained the inheritance of the family......" Zhang Lang didn't finish his words in his heart, and the figure clenched his fist and rushed over, 'touching' a figure and flew out directly, alas! Zhang Lang was sent flying again. But no, it's the figure that flew out, what's going on. It turned out that the figure saw Zhang Lang lying on the ground motionless, so he clenched his fists and rushed over. At this time, Zhang Lang had no reaction and no defense, if he was hit, he would have to shed his skin. said that it was too late, and it was about to be hit, and suddenly a big nonsense word rushed out of Zhang Lang's body and knocked the figure away. The figure stood up, bowed to Zhang Lang, and turned to fly towards the clouds.

Zhang Lang was taken aback, fortunately, there was a inheritance to help, otherwise it would have failed, he swiped his hands again and again, and the spiritual power converged into a circle of water waves in front of his chest, and the water waves became smaller and smaller, so small that they were only the size of a round mirror, Zhang Lang stretched out a finger and wrote a waste on the water waves, and with a wave of his hand, the water mirror flew towards the figure at great speed, and the figure was about to enter the clouds, but was caught up by the water mirror and hit it directly, without making a sound, and disappeared into the world with a trace of thought.