According to ancient records, this kind of dragon scale body basically only appears in some demon clans with strong bloodlines, and even among demon clans, this dragon scale body is extremely rare. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the probability of this physique appearing in the human race, it is even more minimal, almost every 10,000 years, there will be one or two of them, and every monk with the body of dragon scales will almost become a hero in this world in the future.

However, although this kind of dragon scale body is of great help to cultivation, it also has certain drawbacks.

Therefore, monks who have the body of dragon scales must also practice several kinds of body refining exercises in their future cultivation to strengthen their physical bodies, otherwise in the future, as the monks' cultivation becomes higher and higher, this system will become a stumbling block.

The light one is eaten by the body of the dragon scales, and the cultivation is lost, and the heavy one goes mad and becomes a bloodthirsty monster who only knows how to kill.

Because of this, this immortal cultivation realm can be described as loving and hating every monk who has a dragon scale body, and therefore, no matter which clan recruits a disciple with a dragon scale body, it will be very harsh in terms of cultivation.

Wu Fan was thinking about the introduction of the dragon scale body in the book, but he didn't pause at all, outside the stone house, Situ Meng and Senior Brother Wu were already waiting there, waiting to cheer for Wu Fan.

The three of them controlled the magic weapon, and after a period of time, they finally came to the arena of the Ten Thousand Law Pavilion.

Today, because there was only one competition, because the Ten Thousand Law Pavilion had only set up a ring, when Wu Fan arrived at the arena, the ring was already surrounded by ancient barbarian disciples, as for the Terran monks, there were only a few people, and there were a few Wu Fan who had never seen them before.

What surprised Wu Fan even more was that not far from the ring, there were several monks with deep breath suspended at this time, one of whom was a middle-aged monk wearing a white Taoist robe and holding Buddha dust, which was the Pavilion Master of Lingwu Pavilion that Wu Fan had already met once before.

The other two, a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, shaped like an iron tower, as for the last one, it was the Giant Sword Pavilion Master who appeared with the Pavilion Master of Ling Wu Pavilion once last time.

"I really didn't expect the pavilion master to come to watch the battle, it seems that Brother Wu really attracted the attention of the clan. ”

Situ Meng seemed to recognize the identities of these three people early, and he was the first to speak excitedly.

"What, is the one in the middle the Pavilion Master of Ling Tian Pavilion?"

When Wu Fan heard this, he couldn't help but look back at Situ Meng a few times, and then asked with a curious expression.

"That's right, the one in the middle is the pavilion master of my Ling Tian Pavilion, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is naturally strong in the flesh, and I heard that the pavilion master is going to try to break through the Jindan stage and achieve the Yuan Infant in a few years. ”

Situ Meng seemed to have an unusual admiration for this Pavilion Master of Ling Tian Pavilion, and almost didn't think about it, and blurted out a few words.

"In the competition a few days ago, did these pavilion masters also come to watch the battle?"

Wu Fan was puzzled in his heart, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out why these people appeared here, so he had to ask Situ Meng again at this time.

"A few days ago? It doesn't seem to be, a few days ago, in the game, except for when Le Bao was on the field, the pavilion master of the Giant Sword Pavilion appeared once, and several other pavilion masters did not appear, and I don't know what the reason is today, but you defeated Lin Bo, and the pavilion master also mentioned this matter before, maybe it was to recruit you like a disciple. ”

Situ Meng recalled slightly, raised his eyebrows, and said seemingly casually.

Speaking unintentionally, the listener was intentional, Situ Meng's seemingly random few words made Wu Fan worry in his heart, in his plan, but he didn't want to attract the attention of other monks in the clan at all, and now there are three pavilion masters in the Jindan period at one time, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Of course, worry is worry, the competition still has to be carried out as usual, with a melodious bell, Wu Fan can only temporarily put down the matter, and jump to the ring.

And at the moment when Wu Fan's figure just stood firm, the other side of the ring also flashed at the same time, and there was an additional disciple wearing a yellow animal skin.

This person was the same as the pavilion master of Ling Tian Pavilion, he was also born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, shaped like an iron tower, his broken hair was tied up like a hedgehog, but there were two peach blossom eyes on his square face, but his eyes were cold, and he didn't look like he had the slightest emotion.

And this person's cultivation has reached the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Period, Wu Fan sensed it a little, and found that the aura on this person's body is faint, and compared to the ordinary Great Perfection disciples of the Qi Condensation Period, the mana is much thicker.

"In the lower thunder scales, today I am fortunate to be taught by Taoist friends, and I am very honored. ”

"In Xia Wu Fan, senior brother is polite. ”

After the two observed each other one after another, this disciple named Lei Liang did not have the slightest arrogance, but took the lead in arching his hand, and introduced himself in a cold tone.

"Haha, a waste of the Terrans, a poor worm who advanced by drawing lots, is really good at pretending, let's see if Senior Brother Lei doesn't break all your bones. ”

Just when the breath of both sides was tense and the battle was about to be triggered, an untimely voice suddenly sounded under the ring, and Wu Fan almost didn't have to look back, knowing who made this annoying sound.

"What the young master of Lotte said is that Wu is indeed a waste who was promoted by lot, and it seems that in the eyes of the young master of Lotte, all the disciples who won by lottery are waste. ”

Wu Fan turned his head, a trace of undetectable disgust flashed in his eyes, but in an instant, he changed to a smiling face and said in a light tone.

"Isn't it? Without a competition, relying on the lottery to advance, what else can it be if it's not waste, right? ”

Lotte seemed to enjoy this feeling of humiliating Wu Fan in front of everyone, and without even thinking about it for half a minute, he said it with a big laugh in his mouth, and said that later, he didn't forget to ask about the other monks around, which caused everyone to laugh, which made this young master of Lotte even more proud.

"Hmph, it's really a straw bag, this Senior Brother Lei was also promoted through the lottery, Lotte said so, but he also scolded this Senior Brother Lei. ”

Situ Meng, who was standing outside the crowd, took a bite when he heard the words, looked at Lotte like an idiot, and muttered a few words quietly.

"Hehe, in this way, in the eyes of the Young Pavilion Master, Senior Brother Lei is also a waste of drawing lots to advance?"

Wu Fan saw that Lotte really took the bait, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, and then he glanced at the thunder scales opposite the ring with a strange expression, and said in an indifferent tone.

"You, you, you actually set me up, hum, wait for me. ”

At this time, Lotte finally understood the intention of Wu Fan's previous words, and his face changed a few times, and then he left the ring with a group of monks, looking at its direction, it seemed that it was the location of the Pavilion Master of the Giant Sword Pavilion.