It is said that since the chaos a hundred years ago, the three major Taoist sects in Xiri have been severely damaged, and Maoshan has been even fragmented.

The whereabouts of the five branches are unknown, and the successor even loses the news. Everyone thinks that there will be no Maoshan in the world.

However, a hundred years later, all sects suddenly discovered that Wumen, Yitang, Shangtan, Gongliang, and Gongliang began to appear in front of everyone one after another as if they had made an appointment.

Are they dragons? insects?

Do they want to rebuild Maoshan, or should they continue to swallow their anger?

Today, Yan Ning used his strength to tell the entire Taoism that the Wumen Ghost Doctor is back, Maoshan - back!

"Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui, the eight heavenly Dings. I am urgently ordered my mouth and my heart. Wumen has an order to give me a finger! The 72 golden needles of Wumen will kill all the evil demons and demons in the world!"

"Edict!"

With Yan Ning's loud shout, seventy-two golden needles rotated rapidly beside him, forming a terrifying golden needle storm. Many people sat in the audience unconsciously raised their hands and pressed the hat on their heads.

"Is that the one hundred and eight golden needles of Wumen?"

"Only seventy-two..."

"But, it's still terrible!"

"No... no, it's not over yet! Yan Ning is still reciting the Taoist ritual!"

Everyone was so surprised that they couldn't stop talking. The thunder hatred was even more frightened by the scene in front of them, and they saw that the sky, which was originally cloudless, had a tumbling tumbling, and a black thunder cloud appeared, and white thunder lightning rolled like a dragon in it.

Jiang Yunhe looked at the thunder cloud with an incredible expression on his face: "Is the thunder and fire curse by orders? Has that little bastard even practiced this to this level!"

Jiang Wujue's face was pale. He could not have imagined that the man he kept saying he wanted to defeat himself was so powerful!

He was so powerful that he felt a little inferior.

Ignoring others' comments, Yan Ning slowly closed his eyes and said loudly:

"White thunder is dominating, and the wind and clouds obey the order! Disciple Yan Ning led the heavenly thunder to destroy thousands of evil spirits, destroy thousands of ghosts, open my god order, and kill ghosts and gods!"

boom--

A terrifying white lightning light was actually thick with someone's waist, with red flames, slashing straight at the eye of the Golden Needle Storm. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color. The white lightning light shone in the Golden Needle Storm. The red fire light was a deterrent force that was afraid to touch!

Leihen had forgotten his fear. He looked at the huge thunder and fire storm, and saw the blurry figure behind him through the storm, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"die!"

Yan Ning's closed eyes suddenly opened, as if golden light was flowing. The huge thunder and fire storm lifted the floor of the entire arena to the sky. The insect was as fragile as a piece of thin paper in front of the storm. It was instantly defeated, twisted into pieces by the golden needle, and burned by the thunder and fire!

"No, if this continues, you will die!" Zhang Rushan's face changed. Seeing the thunder and fire storm swept towards Lei Hen, but Lei Hen was still moving. He was about to come to save the person, but Zhang Daofeng grabbed him:

"Don't worry, Yan Ning won't kill him. This kid is very responsible for doing things."

Zhang Rushan said anxiously: "Farting, can he control such powerful power?"

After the words came, Zhang Rushan suddenly found that it was quiet behind him. He turned to see that the thunder and fire storm had disappeared, and the dust had settled. There were only Leihen standing there and the seventy-two golden needles stationed in front of him.

"How is it possible..." Zhang Rushan widened his eyes and said in his most shocking tone over the years.

Not only Zhang Rushan, but everyone on the field widened their eyes in surprise. They looked like they were about to destroy the world, but why did they disappear in an instant?

To achieve this, how deep is the cultivation and how powerful the control is needed?!

Yan Ning looked at Lei Hen coldly, waved his hand, and seventy-two golden needles returned to his body.

In fact, he could not do this a few days ago, but since he practiced Tai Chi, Yan Ning's control of power gradually became thorough, and the concept of "a little effort" had gradually entered his bones.

"Is it time to speak harshly?"

Yan Ning chuckled.

When Lei Hen heard this, his whole body trembled and he actually knelt in front of Yan Ning on the spot: "I... lost."

"Okay, then I'll start to speak harshly."

Yan Ning turned around and glanced at the audience above, and then the voice resounded throughout the audience: "Maoshan! Come back!"

Yan Ning shouted out five simple words with all his strength, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts.

Maoshan is back, and these five words were engraved in everyone's minds by Yan Ning's voice!

"good!"

Tang Wenlin took the lead and applauded Yan Ning. Zhuang Xiaoya and others shouted excitedly. Then, the entire Luotian Arena couldn't help but applaud Yan Ning!

Only Jiang Yunhe and the other two were ashamed.

The purpose of their trip was to use the Heaven-Swallowing Python to make their Gongliang lineage famous for representing Maoshan. However, after Yan Ning was disturbed, everyone would only remember him. When they mentioned Yan Ning, they thought of Maoshan, and when they mentioned Maoshan, they thought of Yan Ning.

It won't have anything to do with their good deeds.

"Let's go." Jiang Yunhe sighed and stood up and left the seat.

Jiang Shaobo quickly asked, "Why go, there will be a battle to swallow the sky later."

"Look at this arena, are you still able to compete today?" Jiang Yunhe said with a gloomy face.

Jiang Shaobo looked back and saw that there was no good land in the huge arena, and it was all overturned by Yan Ning's thunder and fire storm just now.

In desperation, Jiang Shaobo could only get up with Jiang Yunhe. He pulled Jiang Wujue. Jiang Wujue followed them without any expression and left the Luotian Arena together.

Zhang Rushan's eyes were filled with relief and announced loudly: "The battle is the result, Yan Ning wins!"

Yan Ning raised his chin and was quite satisfied with his performance. After showing such strength, at least half of the forces did not dare to make any decisions about him.

Amid the cheers, Yan Ning slowly left the arena, while Lei Hen was dejected and had lost all his spiritual support. Tang Wenlin knew that from now on, there would be no more guy named Lei Hen in the Taoist sect, because he had already produced an inner demon. If Yan Ning did not die for a day, his Taoist practice would not go further.

Zhang Rushan looked at the messy fighting arena, smiled bitterly, and announced: "We will repair the fighting arena as soon as possible. The afternoon battle will be postponed to tomorrow. Please come back!"
Chapter completed!