When the white light dissipated, many disciples on the clouds saw Ji Yunlang standing on the ground in rags. His face was a little pale, and there was still a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but his firm expression was the same as before, without any change.

"The Original Taoism!" Ji Yunlang said slowly word by word.

Liu Wansheng gently stroked the Sanrui jade dragon in his hand, looked up and said, "Can I use the original Taoist method, Junior Brother Yunlang, I admit your ability. From now on, I will never mention the monthly offerings again, Senior Brother.

What if you and I have a grudge after this battle, no matter how many wins and losses are, how can we clear the two goals?”

Ji Yunlang pondered for a moment, then nodded and said ok. After all, the conflict between him and Liu Wansheng was not very deep. He also knew that Liu Wansheng would not be too short of spirit stones, and the matter of monthly payment would not be so simple. He had a sense of anger in his heart. If he did not stir it up, something big would happen sooner or later.

With such a hearty battle now, the aura in his heart has disappeared, so he then tried to verify what he had learned over the years, which is the essence of the Taoist platform.

Thinking of this, Ji Yunlang took the green cloud ball back into it with a green flute. If he had not had the protection of these five-phase cloud music Sui Yijue, he would have been seriously injured on the ground.

The inside of this blue cloud is severely damaged and it needs to take three days of warming before it can be taken out again.

If Ji Yunlang encounters the Original Taoist Dharma again, he may not be able to withstand it, but he bullies himself again and has no idea of ​​retreating.

Seeing this, Liu Wansheng's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Okay!"

The three Rui jade dragons in his hand shook slightly, and the originally calm void seemed to boil in an instant. Countless white waves visible to the naked eye condensed, and they looked at Ji Yunlang and ran towards him.

Ji Yunlang took a deep breath and yelled softly: "Du!"

The green flute held in his hand trembled slowly, and a hint of emerald green light appeared at its tail.

As soon as the light of inspiration appeared, nothing surprising was that. The many disciples on the cloud group could not see the tricks inside. Seeing the endless white fluctuations, they were about to surround Ji Yunlang, and they burst into screams.

But Jiang Nanmo didn't think Ji Yunlang would lose in this attack. He focused on the emerald green light on the green flute, and his frown brows never stretched.

On the Taoist stand, Ji Yunlang looked at the white fluctuations not far from him, and his mouth moved and murmured two words: "Feng Jie."

In a blink of an eye, a strong wind came out of his body, causing his clothes to rush, and at the same time, a loud sound of dragon roar gradually emerged.

This dragon roar did not arouse the other disciples' ideas at first. Until the white fluctuation was about to come to Ji Yunlang's body surface, a sudden shock in the void, and the sound of the dragon roar suddenly rose and rang with the sound of thunder.

"boom!"

A violent roar mixed in between the sound of dragon roar and the sound of thunder. Invisibly, the white fluctuations paused quietly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ji Yunlang's body was like a tiger and leopard, and he quickly moved towards Liu Wansheng.

In just two breaths, Ji Yunlang came to Liu Wansheng. He ignored the defense of the Four Ink Mace, and his eyes were bright and bright, holding the green flute in his hand and hit him a little heavier.

Silently, the four ink maces seemed to have been hit hard, and the light of the whole body stagnated. Affected by this, Liu Wansheng's defense exploded silently.

Liu Wansheng also reacted at this time. He simply stopped caring about the Simo Mace, but held the Sanrui jade dragon in his hand tightly, and shook it up and down, and white air came out quickly, as if he was about to wrap his body.

When Ji Yunlang saw this scene, his face remained unchanged. The emerald green light at the end of the green flute broke away from the constraints of the green flute and slowly floated forward.

However, this seemingly fragile aura light, when it encountered the white energy, actually rushed to both sides like thorns, causing Liu Wansheng's figure to be revealed again.

Liu Wansheng closed his eyes and placed the Sanrui jade dragon in front of his mouth, and started to blow slowly.

The sound of "Chengcheng" gradually sounded, and the white light shield condensed out. At the same time, the white air around it shook and shrank neatly inward.

Ji Yunlang suddenly felt that his whole body seemed to be bound by a very strong force, and the trend of the emerald green spiritual light gradually slowed down, and he was even shaking in the void.

"Mu Sheng." Ji Yunlang's three levels of physical cultivation have reached the middle stage of the master. The seemingly heavy constraints around him, for him, it is like during his usual practice. Although it will have a certain impact on the next battle, the impact is minimal.

As his words fell, the emerald green aura, which was only one foot away from Liu Wansheng, broke and opened like an eggshell in an instant.

There was a blue seed inside!

As the seeds slowly rotated, they seemed to breathe, rising and shrinking. The originally invisible spiritual energy in the void appeared instantly and were absorbed by them one by one.

"Original Taoism!" Liu Wansheng said word by word. Even though he repeatedly re-estimated Ji Yunlang's strength, he could not have thought that the latter could actually use the Original Taoism in the middle stage of foundation building, and its power was the same as his Original Taoism.

His original Taoist Dharma is more about the word "dang". If he changed to a monk who did not practice the three levels of practice, it would be difficult for him to stand in front of his original Taoist Dharma, let alone any means of using it.

As for Ji Yunlang, his original magic lies in the word "生", which is born with the invisible spiritual energy in the void. The stronger the spiritual energy, the greater the power.

Feeling the terrifying power of the blue seed in front of him that was about to explode at any time, Liu Wansheng's face looked extremely ugly.

He stretched out his hand and the Four Ink Mace fell in front of him. Then he held the Four Ink Mace and stabbed forward. Four loud sounds sounded one after another, and then he saw four Ink Perverts coming out of it.

Ji Yunlang's face was calm, and his legs burst out in an instant, and his body ran forward like an arrow. After passing the blue seed, he put away the green flute in his hand and turned to open the way with his two fists full of explosive power.

A set of boxing techniques was not surprising, but it defeated the four perverts step by step. After a while, it bullied Liu Wansheng. Seeing that his fist was about to fall on his body, Liu Wansheng looked sad and said slowly: "I lost..."

As the sound fell, Ji Yunlang's body paused, and the green seeds shook and then disappeared.

There was a silence above the cloud group, and then tens of thousands of cheers suddenly rose. Today they witnessed a rising star in the sect.

This is rare.
Chapter completed!