"Stop sitting! I don't know what I'm going to do! Go and make a fire and prepare the meal!" A college tutor who had just woken up walked up to Xiao Yang and urged him.

Xiao Yang nodded quickly, quickly called the two handymen, and went to prepare the meal with him.

The students also set up camp here under the guidance of the teacher.

After everything was done, all the students were gathered.

"Dear students, this trial is a bit special. Soon, several new members will join, all of you familiar with them." The powerful man at the fourth level of Heavenly Dao spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared.

This figure came so quickly that his appearance brought a strange phenomenon in the sky.

Two lines, one black and one white, emerge in the air, intertwined each other, forming a huge nine-cluster grid, and each grid has an evolution of energy.

"This is! The Holy Son of the Nine Palaces Holy Land! Gong Wuque!"

"The Nine Palace Holy Land has evolved nine kinds of terrifying energy. Each energy intertwined and can produce different powers, which are extremely powerful!"

"Where did he see Gong Wuque's vision? He has mastered all nine kinds of energy. How old is he!"

"Haha! The Holy Son is here!" The students of the Nine Palace Holy Land showed an excited look.

In the academy, people from all the holy places always want others to know how powerful their holy places are. At this time, Gong Wuque appeared, and his power was oppressing the whole audience!

Before Gong Wuque's figure could fall, a sharp edge appeared in the air. A divine sword drew a sword light in the air, and this sword light brought a large number of afterimages of the divine sword in the air.

A woman appeared floating in a white dress, and was as good as a snow, like a banished immortal. The magic sword came from the scabbard on the woman's waist.

"The Saint of the Holy Land of Yuanchu!"

"Why is she here?"

"It is said that the divine sword on her waist is the treasure of the Yuanchu Holy Land. It has never been conquered for many years!"

"Amitabha." A low voice of Buddha sounded.

Under the golden light, a monk walked from afar. The golden light was not very dazzling, but just permeated the monk.

"This is the holy son of the Sakyamuni land!"

"Is it the Buddhist son?"

"It's not a Buddhist son! There is a huge difference between the saint son and the saint son! The saint son is powerful, but the saint is really a Buddhist psychic! But I heard that this saint son has the opportunity to become a Buddhist son!"

The appearance of the holy sons and saints from the three major holy places made the students present feel unusual.

Xiao Yang was standing aside, staring at these saints and saints and observing.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that today was such a coincidence!"

Another loud laughter came, and a man, wearing heavy armor, fell from the sky, stepped heavily on the ground, and all the ground was sunken.

This person appeared, and there was a phantom behind him, which seemed to be a battlefield, with shouts of killing constantly coming.

"As long as the Holy Son of the Reincarnation Holy Land uses spiritual power, everything he experienced in his previous life will evolve, and he is the reincarnation of a true general!"

Behind the Holy Son of Rotation, there is obviously a general fighting.

"Hihehe, it's really lively today." A giggle sounded.
Chapter completed!