There are super masters in the human realm standing in the sky, there are more than ten people, these are the hidden masters of the Dragon God Academy. They practice in retreat all year round, in order to be able to attain a higher realm the next time they ascend to the Heavenly Tribulation.

There was once an immortal who was in the lower realm privately, and was seriously injured when he was 'baptized' by the Heavenly Tribulation when he was in the lower realm, and was rescued by a master of the Dragon God Academy. In his mouth, he learned that when he ascended to the heavenly realm, the longer he received the baptism of the light of guidance, the higher the realm after ascension, but only three times, and after receiving the baptism for the third time, he would be directly pulled into the fairy realm by the light of guidance.

These super masters have all been baptized once, and they are all waiting for a haode opportunity.

"Old immortal, why can't you sit still, run out and meddle in business. Zhang Wen said.

"What a nosy, boring after years of retreat, occasionally come out to breathe, and watch the juniors' competitions. An old man said.

"Look at your sister, where you came from, where you came back, it's none of your business here. Zhang Wen scolded.

"Damn, I'll open a dyeing room with some color!" said the old man.

After the old man finished speaking, he pulled his cuffs, and walked towards Zhang Wen step by step in the air. Zhang Wen clenched his right hand into a fist and walked towards the old man step by step. A circle of spiritual power ripples appeared under the feet of the two, and when they were about to get closer, the two quickened their pace and rushed towards each other.

"The Strongest Spiritual Power Attack Wave~"

"Meteor fire rain flying all over the sky~"

The two of them shouted at the same time, rushing to each other just after yelling, and at the same time clenched their right fists at each other.

"Scissors~"

"Fist~"

"@%#¥$......" The students in the martial arts arena were laughed and scolded by Lei, and even some students were knocked to the ground by Lei, and many opened their mouths and looked at the sky in amazement. I thought I could watch a shocking battle with a master's moves, but I didn't expect that it was indeed guessing the fist and winning.

"Ha~ha~ laughed at me, two old immortals like children, really two old playchildren. An old man scolded with a smile.

"Ha~ha~...... I'm ......," Zhang Wen daxiao descended directly from the air to Zhang Lang's side.

Zhang Wen kept circling around Zhang Lang, staring straight at Zhang Lang with his eyes, as if there was something on Zhang Lang's body and wanted to see through it.

Zhang Wen looked at it for a while and stopped directly in front of Zhang Lang. Suddenly, his hands kept sealing, and circles of spiritual power light swayed on his body, which quickly gathered behind him, forming a huge spiritual power light mirror. A trace of silver light flickered in the light mirror, slowly combining together to form a waste word. When the waste word is formed, the light mirror slowly disappears, leaving only a huge silver waste word.

Zhang Lang saw that the old man's hands were already moving for him to make a move on himself, so he clenched his right hand into a fist in front of his chest, but after a few breaths, he put his hand down, and the others were half immortal-level cultivators, and his strength at the peak of the late Yellow Rank was not even a hair in the eyes of the old man.

With the movements and trajectory of Zhang Wen's hands, the more Zhang Lang looked at it, the more surprised he became. I thought to myself: "How could he waste the techniques in the body's unique mental method "Waste Sutra". Could it be that ordinary people can also learn this mental method? ”

When the light mirror was formed, Zhang Lang was so shocked that his mouth opened wide, and he said in his heart: "It's really the technique in the "Waste Sutra", could it be that this person is also my waste body." ”

When a silver-white scrap character appeared behind him, Zhang Lang confirmed his guess, this person was also a scrap like him. But why haven't I heard the legend of this person, only Zhang Yang has endless legends.

After Zhang Lang saw that Zhang Wen was a real waste, he was relieved, he didn't want to make a move on Zhang Lang, but wanted to tell him his identity.

Zhang Lang's hands also swiped again and again, and a trace of spiritual power overflowed from the hands of the knot, slowly enveloping the body.

"Brush~" There was a soft sound, and the spiritual power surrounding Zhang Lang's body rushed behind him, and a vague golden figure with a crown and the height of Zhang Lang appeared behind him. Zhang Lang's hands were getting faster and faster, and a golden ball of light appeared in his hands, and the hands of the seal suddenly stopped, and the two hands were violently divided to both sides.

The golden light cluster was directly torn in half and rushed straight into the air. The two halves of golden light collided together in the sky, bursting out with dazzling light, and when the dazzling light disappeared, a huge golden word 'waste' appeared in the sky. Zhang Lang made a huge golden waste word in his hand, rushed down and suspended with Zhang Lang's head, sprinkling a little golden light.

As soon as the old man saw the golden waste words, two golden lights shot out of his eyes, and he collected the silver waste words behind him. With a wave of his right hand, a wooden crutch appeared in his hand, which was a magic wand to be precise. The wand was similar in style to a question mark, with a dark green jade stone at the bottom with the word 'chapter' engraved on it. There are also seven gems of different colors on the wand, one of which shimmers with a golden glow.

The old man withdrew his wand, knelt directly on the ground and said loudly: "The Waste Body Zhang Clan's side family will visit the Zhang Clan's royal family and meet the young master." ”

"Ah!" Zhang Lang was stunned when he heard Zhang Wen's words, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly put away the golden waste words and the blurred figure. Hands stretched out to Zhang Wen.

"Senior, please get up, how can I be your young master. Zhang Lang said.

Zhang Lang wanted to help Zhang Wen up and prevent him from kneeling for himself. But no matter how hard he tried to use even the peak strength of the late Yellow Order, he couldn't pull Zhang Wen in the slightest.

"Okay, I'll order you to get up for me now as the young master, otherwise I will be punished by the rules of the clan. Zhang Lang said helplessly as a young master.

Zhang Wen immediately stood up when he heard this.

Seeing Zhang Wen standing up, Zhang Lang said softly: "The seniors have offended a lot, please atone for your sins, and ask the seniors to accept the juniors." ”

After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he was ready to bow, but Zhang Wen immediately knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Young master, I can't help it, I can't help it, you will stop me like this." ”

"That's it~ That's it, you get up and tell me all this. Zhang Lang said helplessly.

Zhang Wen stood up and said: "This is to start from more than 100,000 years ago, when the rules of heaven and earth changed, and it was very difficult to cultivate the waste body, it can be said that it is impossible to cultivate, and it is necessary to have three spiritual power tribulations to attack before cultivating." Suddenly, one day, a book of cultivation secrets descended from the depths of the universe, and those who were originally unable to cultivate began the path of cultivation and became powerful one by one. When these Nova monks became stronger, they were dissatisfied with the long-term rule of the Waste Body, so they united and launched an attack. ”

Zhang Wen said that he stopped here, tears flashed in his eyes, and continued: "That battle was fought for tens of thousands of years, and the sky and the earth were torn apart, the mountains and rivers were displaced, the rivers were diverted, the blood flowed like rivers, and the corpses were everywhere. And the waste body was beaten and retreated, and Zuihou shrank into the village. Seeing the general trend, the old patriarch selected seven young boys and girls in the clan, sealed them together with a holy relic in the clan, and hit all parts of the universe, and I don't know what will happen in the future. I only woke up thousands of years ago. ”