Shen Lang had a very long and strange dream.

So much so that he was sleeping from morning until the last weapon refining class in the afternoon.

Tayun Academy is very open in this regard.

Most of the mentors saw that they were sleeping there like Shen Langzhu. Except for some people who shook their heads and sighed, the rest chose to ignore them.

Who made him the coquettish holy body of the Heavenly Mai?

This kind of "Heavenly Born to the Supreme" in ancient times, and practiced for a thousand miles a day and had almost no suspense to become the "Heavenly Holy Body" of peerless people, but in this era it has completely become the code name for waste.

Shen Lang's physique is now the Holy Body of the Heavenly Mai.

It sounds majestic, but in fact it cannot be cultivated at all, and cannot condense the Danhai physique.

So it doesn't matter whether Shen Lang listens to the class carefully, let alone that he has been sleeping like this for almost ten years.

The "Sleeping God" of Tayun Academy is talking about him.

However, no one could think of the danger Shen Lang was in.

It was at this moment that in Shen Lang's sea of ​​consciousness, two balls of light were confronting in the dry sea of ​​consciousness.

These two light groups...

A ball of young people from the earth is like a bright lamp, emitting dazzling light.

However, the other group was countless times larger than this group, as dazzling as stars.

Compared with these two, they are not on the same level!

"This is my body, get out!" Although Shen Lang faced a soul that was countless times stronger than his soul and the danger that could be swallowed at any time, he was still calm and calm, even the sound made was like an ancient well.

The powerful soul light ball as powerful as a star flashed, turning into a middle-aged man, and casually transformed into a chair, sat down, and looked at Shen Lang.

This person's facial features are profound and tough, his figure is slender, his eyes are bright and moist, and he exudes a breathtaking light. His body is filled with indescribable strength.

What surprised the man was that Shen Lang also turned into his original appearance, with long black hair, unrestrained and somewhat vicissitudes and deepness, and looked at him very calmly.

"Don't worry, I will disappear completely in a while. You and I are one, how about talking about it first?" The middle-aged man's voice was very magnetic, with an indescribable smell. When he heard it, he seemed to have a strange feeling, and he would subconsciously think that everything he said was right.

However, this is not what makes Shen Lang feel strange. What shocked him was that he actually had a feeling... It feels like the middle-aged man is himself!

This feeling is so weird. Even though I am standing here, I can feel that the other person is sitting opposite me!

"Absurd!" Shen Lang retorted: "What do you and me mean? I am Shen Lang, who are you?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a while and chuckled and said, "Actually, I'm thinking, how should I explain to you. I know that your name is Shen Lang, from the earth. In fact... My name is Shen Lang, but I don't know many people, they prefer to call me... War Emperor."

Shen Lang was shocked. You know, it has been ten years since it passed through the earth, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to know about it.

But the other party revealed it in one go!

As long as the word War Emperor is from the Star Continent, it is almost impossible for anyone to have heard of these two words!

That is the most mysterious Holy Land War Temple Lord in the human race!

No one has ever seen his true face. It is said that the War Emperor who led the human race to the peak of the human world!

This most mysterious and powerful war emperor in the human world now exists in Shen Lang's sea of ​​consciousness in his soul state. So...

The Emperor of War has fallen?

Shen Lang had a very inconsistent experience with his age. His eyes remained unchanged and asked: "I am not interested in the battle with the emperor. Tell me your purpose and then leave here."

Emperor Zhan stood up, looked up at the sky with his hands on his back, and said quietly: "You and my soul are one. You went to a different space called the earth. I have been practicing here for nearly ten thousand years to wait for you to come back. When you came here ten years ago, it was the time when I fell. Next, we will naturally merge together... There is not much time left for us..."

Shen Lang snorted coldly and said, "After saying so much, isn't the purpose of devouring me? Why do you have to turn so many turns?"

Emperor Zhan smiled faintly and said, "It's not devouring, it's fusion. Actually, you have believed it, right? You have discovered my abnormality for a long time, and you also know that if I want to devour you, there is no need to waste so much trouble. Because among the three souls and six spirits, you are the master, I am the second, I am just a soul separated from you to explore the great way of heaven and earth. Only you can devour me, I can't devour you at all..."

Shen Lang's dream was so long that it made him feel like he had been there for thousands of years.

When countless memories and information were instilled into his mind, he could even feel the pain of the soul tearing...

In that memory, the Emperor of War led countless powerful masters to fight in all directions, fighting the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon were gone.

However, at the end of this dream, time and space seemed to be stagnant...

A huge human face appeared in the air, almost covering the entire world, looking down at the people...

The pressure of destruction of the world enveloped the entire world. Countless creatures crawled on the ground under this pressure and couldn't help but tremble.

"Hahahaha...I understand!"

The Emperor of War rose into the air with a crazi smile, and the strong light burst out on his body, and the whole world began to tremble.

At the moment when he exploded, countless crying sounds came into his ears. The sounds seemed very familiar and very strange.

Shen Lang, who had just accepted this memory, has been in a bystander posture.

He "looked at" all this, but could not make any moves.

But when he saw himself exploding, the tragic feeling spread in his heart just now, he couldn't help but curse: "I'm just circling, I was still wondering, how could you, as the Emperor of War, fall? It's true that you still committed suicide! What do you understand? You understand, I haven't understood yet!"

Just after he finished scolding, the endless strong light had filled the whole world.

"idiot!"

Shen Lang let out a wild roar like a conditioned reflex, scaring everyone in the classroom so much that he almost jumped up.

The xylophone instructor on the podium was so angry that he was smoking from seven orifices, and his pretty face was so red that it was almost bleeding.

"Shen Lang, get out of here! How dare you scold me for being a fool? I am impatient with you!"

"call out"

A sharp sound that cut through the air sounded.

Shen Lang raised his head slightly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a thing breaking through the air.

But what surprised him was that the thing seemed extremely clear in his sight. It was obvious that the extremely fast thing seemed to have slowed down countless times. Not only did he clearly see the traces of flying, but even the cracks on the lines on it were hidden under his eyes.

Just as a group of classmates were waiting to watch the show, Shen Lang suddenly moved.

He casually clamped the thing half a foot long with two fingers casually.

It seemed that it wasn't that he had caught the thing, but that his hand had been stopping there waiting for the other party to send it over.

Then, he looked at the xylophone on the podium with a calm gaze.

This peerless woman looks only twenty-three or four years old. Her black hair dances lightly, her long eyelashes tremble, her eyes look like mist, her red lips and jade teeth are flashing with crystal luster, her neck is slender, her icy skin and jade bones, her delicate facial features, her stunning face, and her hazy curved jade body make people feel flawless and pure, so perfect.

The only thing that was a little bit unperfect was that at this time she was like an angry lioness, and she was about to rush to Shen Lang's prey at any time, trying to tear him to pieces.

Shen Lang looked at the xylophone instructor and knew it would be bad.

After looking at the things on the stand that were being calcined by the ground fire, he shook his head hurriedly and said, "Master of the xylophone who refined the inferior weapons such as the Purple Electric Golden Sphur, you actually used ground fire to calcinate them. Aren't you afraid of burning them directly? Do you think that adding the Narcissus Orchid can resist the fierce firepower of the earth fire? Tsk tsk, adding the Chixiao Demon Root to the Demon Destroying Rock is quite creative, but you add it, why do you want to use the Soul-Fired Ghost Wood to neutralize these two attributes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole hall was stunned and then burst into a terrifying laughter.

"Yeah, this trash is really bold and arrogant. He scolded the idiot of the mentor, but now he is still talking nonsense. Do you want to use this method to divert the xylophone mentor's attention? You're not so stupid as to death!"

"Haha, yes, yes, the xylophone mentor is about to become a spirit-level weapon refiner. This guy dares to talk nonsense even if he doesn't know anything. I'll see how he can justify himself in a while!"

"The xylophone mentor is most focused in doing things and hates people to interrupt her the most. When he turns back, this guy must be punished to be incomplete in all limbs!"

Most of the more than fifty people in the class were gloating at this time, watching Shen Lang like a show, constantly whispering.

Shen Lang's only two close friends, one fat and one thin, were decisively lying on the table and pretending to be dead.

Two fists can't beat four hands.

He sleeps in class, which is really nothing. If he doesn't sleep, it will be news.

But Xylophone was in a bad mood today. When he was concentrating on refining weapons, he roared wildly, and almost trembled his hand and directly overthrew the furnace. Now he still wants to talk nonsense, which is unbearable!

However, when she, who was originally angry, met Shen Lang's gaze, she was shocked for no reason.

At this moment, Shen Lang's eyes were like a black hole in the universe, full of different spirits from the past.

It makes people lose it a little bit difficult to control at a glance.

Faced with such a look, the xylophone instantly felt powerless, and the lessons that had been prepared before disappeared in an instant.

"What's going on? How could this kid have such a deep gaze? With his cultivation level of the second level of the Martial Arts Realm, how could one look disturb my mind with one look? This is absolutely impossible! I am a master of the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm! Yes, it must be because I have to participate in the spiritual-level weapon refiner assessment recently, so I feel a little unstable."

Thinking of this, the xylophone regained its calmness, her eyebrows raised and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Since you have recognized these materials, let's talk about what's wrong with me doing this, right? Although my operation seems simple, I used nine formulas, and each one is impeccable. Once successful, it is not the kind of ordinary weapon you mentioned, but the spiritual weapon! Do you understand the spiritual weapon?"

In the Star Continent, the origin of magic weapons and secret tools is long.

In myths and legends, most of the gods in the heavens have their own artifacts, which are extremely powerful.

In the world, martial arts and weapon refiners have great power to master the creation of heaven and earth with their first control. The powerful ones can move in the air, rush at lightning, and even more powerful ones can even shake the sky and earth, destroy mountains and cut off flows.

The emergence of many powerful magic weapons has attracted the efforts of many empires and sects, causing countless bloody storms.

The categories of magic weapons and secret tools are divided into nine levels, including ordinary weapons, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, etc., and each level is divided into one, two, three, four, and five levels.

The weapon refiners are also divided into nine levels, ordinary weapon refiners, spiritual weapon refiners, and mysterious weapon refiners... Each level is also divided into first to fifth grades.

Xylophone is now an ordinary high-level weapon refiner. As long as she passes this assessment, she will be promoted to a first-level spirit-level weapon refiner. How could she make a waste student who is the worst and only knows how to sleep all day long?
To be continued...