Lu Yun said these two words in a loud voice, and it is obvious that these two words come from the opposite direction.

At this moment, Lu Yun was a little excited. Fang Ling had just snatched his Yuan Dao Stone and even punished him by the lightning of the Wheel of Heaven. This made him feel breathless, and there was no place to be heard.

He was so angry that he finally found a channel to vent his anger. Don’t you, Fang Ling, want to become a Taoist lord with the help of jade tokens? I also let your hopes fail.

He dared not take action, but not doing it does not mean that he has no means to make trouble. If Lu Yun can't even do such a small matter, then Lu Yun won't have to mess around.

Looking at Lu Yun's malicious face, Fang Ling shook his head and said, "Brother Lu, there is no deep hatred between us, why do you have to do this?"

Grandma, this is called no deep hatred between us. Our hatred is too great. If you steal my Yuandao Stone, you will steal my half-lifelong efforts. If I don’t kill you, I will not be a human being.

The thought flashed in his mind, but Lu Yun smiled and said, "Brother Fang, your words are wrong. How could I have any bad thoughts about you? This time, I mainly want to help you with your help."

Lu Yun said the four words "one arm's strength" very seriously, and he seemed to be careless in order to help Fang Ling.

Fang Ling wiped his chin, and then slapped his palm again. Another golden-clad Fang Ling rushed out of him.

As soon as Fang Ling in golden clothes appeared, twenty-four small worlds unfolded instantly, nine dragon divine fire, sky-swallowing beast, colorful peacock...

For a moment, twenty-four small Dharma bodies directly surrounded Lu Yun. Except for Lu Yun having some concerns about the nine dragon divine fire, he did not take these small Dharma bodies seriously.

After all, he is now a Taoist priest. Although he has just entered the realm of Taoist priest, he is a Taoist priest after all.

The Dharma body of Taoist Lord is originally higher than the small Dharma body, not to mention that Lu Yun has practiced it. It is a powerful Dharma body like the Yin and Yang Qi Bowl.

However, as the twenty-four small Dharma bodies occupied all the space around, Lu Yun's face became very ugly.

All around the sky and the earth were Fang Ling's small Dharma bodies. These small Dharma bodies were not close to him and did not attack him, but if he wanted to break through these small Dharma bodies and make trouble for Fang Ling, it would be basically impossible.

Because as long as he takes action, the wheel of heaven in the void will think that he takes action first, and he will not be able to stand a thunder at all.

"Fang Ling, I only know now how much I underestimate you!" Lu Yun bit his lips tightly and said in a deep voice.

Fang Ling clasped his fists and said, "Brother Lu is so polite. In fact, you are already optimistic enough to see me."

"Fang Ling. The Yuan Dao Stone does not mean that you can become the Taoist lord in your hands. Throughout history, not everyone who obtained the Yuan Dao Stone at the Three Thousand Dao Meetings can become the Taoist lord."

"You have no backer in this main world, and you don't have any powerful means. You are actually causing trouble for yourself with the Yuan Dao Stone."

"Just listen to me and exchange the Yuan Dao Stone for me, I can swear to the sky that as long as I, Lu Yun, become the Taoist Lord, I will never let you suffer any loss."

When Lu Yun said this, he looked at Fang Ling with a bright look and said, "Brother Fang Dao. I can also give you a lot of treasures to compensate Brother Fang Dao for your losses."

Lu Yun did not tell lies. Fang Ling himself had seen someone who had obtained the Yuan Dao Stone but could not save it.

This person is Xuanpin Daozun.

Although Xuanpin Daozun never told Fang Ling how his Yuandao Stone came about, this peerless figure who created Xuanpin Daozun's Great Technique was dead.

Even if there is Yuan Dao Stone, his cultivation level is still at the stage of Taoist Lord.

However, Fang Ling would never give Lu Yun the Yuan Dao Stone he obtained for this reason. Over the years of cultivation, he has made him very clear that any promises from others are fake.

Only with your own strength is true!

He did not answer any of Lu Yun's words, but in fact, his expression of looking up at the sky was already answering Lu Yun.

Lu Yun was angry, and he was prepared for this result. After all, even if he was replaced, the possibility of handing over the Yuan Dao Stone he got was very small.

One hundred Taoist signs were raised high by Fang Ling. As the hundred Taoist signs were raised, a pure white road rushed directly towards Fang Ling from the void.

The way of honor is full of masculinity and magnificence.

The moment this great way poured into Fang Ling's body, Lu Yun's face changed when he stood below and watched.

In Lu Yun's view, the Yin-Yang Dao, which was cultivated based on his own two souls, will definitely be ranked second and third among the three thousand Daoes that have been understood now.

But I didn't expect that Fang Ling's through the way would have such momentum.

Although the Taoist patterns in his heart were now showing a state of eagerness to try and compare with each other, Lu Yun still felt that the great way that Fang Ling could penetrate was one line higher than the yin and yang path he had penetrated.

How is this possible?

Just as Lu Yun looked at Fang Ling in the void with jealous eyes, Fang Ling was in the infinitely vast avenue.

The passage shines on the sky, and in the Zhou Dynasty, it can transform into a sun and cover the world, but at this time, it is surrounded by the vast way, Fang Ling then feels how small he is for the great way that supports the movement of the world.

It can even be said that he is an ant under the great way. Compared with the huge great way, part-time job is just a drop in the ocean.

He could sense the existence of the Haoran Taoist pattern he had penetrated in the great way. If the huge Haoran Taoist pattern was a huge silk rope, then the Taoist pattern he had penetrated was just a thin thread that formed the silk rope.

Very small, really small.

Just as Fang Ling was feeling, his through-the-split Taoist patterns quickly merged into the through-the-split Taoist.

At this moment, he felt his Taoist pattern, like a sponge, crazily absorbing nutrients in the great way. In just a moment, his Taoist pattern, which was more than ten feet long, became dozens of feet in size.

Over the years, Fang Ling has never stopped practicing Taoist patterns. In the past, he has not been slow to enter the country by relying on the dragon pattern golden book.

But the difference between those entry and present is too far behind.

He felt that at this moment he was simply swallowing the whale. And he didn't feel confused about the Taoist pattern swallowed by this whale.

Countless enlightenment can be understood in an instant.

There are even many things that confused him during his understanding, and at this moment, they all understood.

This is the opportunity to become a Taoist Lord. No wonder so many people compete for this opportunity. Not to mention that Fang Ling himself has good talents, even a stupid person can become a Taoist Lord in this situation.

The mighty power, like a long river of water, was frantically poured into Fang Ling's body, and the Taoist patterns that seemed to be swallowing wildly in the great way also showed a sign of slowness at this time.

He reached the limit of the Taoist realm so quickly. Do you want to march into the Taoist master?

Fang Ling was quite reluctant to leave at this moment. After all, there were only a few times in his life that he had practiced so quickly.

A quarter of an hour is simply worth a hundred years. No, the income of a hundred years is not as good as this moment.

Fang Ling wasted such a good opportunity in vain. Fang Ling was reluctant from his heart. He pondered for a moment and used his magic power to activate the pattern, allowing him to swallow some things from the great way.

But unfortunately, no matter how Fang Ling urged it, the pattern seemed to be full and could no longer be stuffed into it.

This definitely won’t work!

Fang Ling was unwilling to accept this time, but he didn't know that the amount of his own Taoist patterns swallowed in the great way this time was several times that he had comprehended in the past.

Among the Three Thousand Dao Society, almost everyone who gets such an opportunity can't help but swallow the Dao pattern madly, but unfortunately, although that pattern is good, it is not something you want to swallow.

Otherwise, someone would probably use this method to directly advance to become a Taoist lord, or even swallow the entire Taoist pattern and become a Taoist ancestor's level existence.

Just as the pattern seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, Fang Lingmuran remembered that in addition to this Haoran Taoist pattern, he also had the Taoist pattern with the character De sword.

After this thought arose in Fang Ling's heart, he didn't care about anything else and directly activated the word "De" hidden in his small Dharma body, a sword Taoist pattern.

The Taoist pattern of the sword with the character De Yi turned into a golden branch as soon as it flew out of Fang Ling's body, and began to swallow madly towards the avenue.

The branches that fell from the golden tree grew rapidly at this moment. In just a quarter of an hour, the branches became more than one meter long and as thick as adults' wrists.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the Tao pattern of the sword with the word "De" does not mean at all.

The speed he absorbed was still as fast as he was at the beginning.

Fang Ling could even see with his naked eyes that a small but real dragon-like Taoist pattern was shining into his golden branch in the flash of golden light.

Take it, take it all the time!

But sometimes, the sky rarely follows people's wishes. When the golden branches desperately absorb the Taoist pattern, the endless path suddenly moved and directly bounced Fang Ling's word "De" out with a sword.

How can this be done?

Fang Ling, who was unwilling to give up this opportunity, was about to activate the sword-like pattern of Dezi again, and a cold snorted in his ears. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!