The sound of the piano was silent. The battle on the Taoist platform had already decided to win and lose. The winner naturally enjoyed the glory of the attention of everyone, while the loser was dejected and bowed quickly and summoned the Daoyun group to leave.

It seems that these cloud groups consume a lot of spiritual power, but the real situation is that the cloud groups do not consume the user's spiritual power. The extraordinaryness of the Taoist platform can be seen from this.

When the field was empty, Ji Yunlang put the little cat in his arms on the clouds, and then he stood up and stretched his waist and flew towards the Lu Dao Platform.

When Miao Xiaomiao saw Ji Yunlang leave, she screamed anxiously. However, when he saw the mulberries hidden in the clouds, he directly forgot about Ji Yunlang and turned to hugging the mulberries and was filled with joy.

When he landed at the center of the Taoist platform, Ji Yunlang bowed to all directions and said the words he thought about for a long time when he was on the cloud group: "I am Ji Yunlang, in the middle stage of foundation building, and now I challenge Brother Liu Wansheng, who is in the late stage of foundation building, to challenge you all to testify."

"Challenge on the late stage of foundation building? I heard it right!" The disciples on the cloud group talked a lot after hearing Ji Yunlang's words. After all, cross-border challenges are rare on the Taoist discussion platform.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's better to challenge Liu Wansheng, his strength is above his cultivation level."

"Yes, I heard that he is the third young master of the Liu family, and his magic is quite powerful. Not only that, his magical instruments are also the best magical instruments. With the cooperation between the two, even if the ordinary foundation-building Great Perfection encounters him, he will have a headache."

"Does anyone know the person standing on the stage? If you don't mention whether you can win, just this courage should make us look at him with admiration."

"Ji Yunlang... I've never heard of this character, so it's low-key enough."

Jiang Nanmo, who was on the cloud group, saw Ji Yunlang coming to the Taoist platform, touched Liu Wansheng with his elbow and said softly: "That's what Ji Yunlang you mentioned?

It's really dull. If you add a few more words after the words just now, no matter whether you win or lose, the noise will definitely be greater than that now."

"Come on the Lun Dao Stage, what you see is strength rather than verbalizing. If you want to laugh at me this time, I'm afraid there is no chance." Liu Wansheng stood up and was about to go to the Lun Dao Stage.

Jiang Nanmo wrinkled his nose and whispered: "It's really boring. He has recovered from the injury. In this way, whether it's for his own honor or for the next trip to the secret realm, he must have done his best. Ji Yunlang, Ji Yunlang, your luck is really not very good."

Although Jiang Nanmo had already predicted the outcome of the stage, he still looked at the Lu Daotai. If Liu Wansheng had to do his best, it would also be of great help to him. After all, the strength of his friends between his opponents was like watching flowers in the fog, which made him unable to figure it out. He finally got an opportunity and could not be wasted.

After going to the Taoist stand, looking at the opponent in front of him, Liu Wansheng chuckled softly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your courage has become so great. Ji Yunlang, to be honest, senior brother, I am a little impressed by you now. At least you are better than the rest of the waste.

In order to show my approval, my senior brother is ready to do his best in this event, and I hope you can bring me a little surprise."

Ji Yunlang didn't say much, but showed a firm look on his face. He bowed to Liu Wansheng, while Liu Wansheng withdrew his smile and gave a serious greeting.

Once three breaths pass, the battle explodes in an instant!

Ji Yunlang went forward with a slight shock, and a green flute appeared. The green flute seemed to be made of bamboo, but there was a little jade luster on it. The surface was extremely bright, and the six red flutes moved with the wind, as if there was a rhythm inside it.

The next moment, Ji Yunlang pinched the green flute with his hand and stepped forward to flirt, which just blocked Liu Wansheng's attack.

At this time, Liu Wansheng was holding the three Rui jade dragons, and waves of white silk threads spread out from it, bypassing the green flute, and attacking Ji Yunlang.

Ji Yunlang was not panicked when he saw this scene. He only saw his left hand pinching, his body shook, and his originally loose clothes tensed instantly. A series of storms suddenly appeared, blowing the coming white silk threads all over.

"Oh? This is..." Liu Wansheng's eyes lit up and he laughed: "Since that's the case, then I won't hold back."

As soon as Liu Wansheng finished speaking, he suddenly moved backwards and widened his distance from Ji Yunlang. His strength was more reflected in the magical method. If he was close, he would not get much advantage in front of Ji Yunlang.

Ji Yunlang also wanted to try the difference between himself and Liu Wansheng, so he did not chase him. Instead, he placed Qing Di in front of him, closed his eyes, and slowly started to blow.

In a blink of an eye, invisible rhythm fluctuations condensed from Ji Yunlang, and under the joint action of spiritual power, God Meng Zhang appeared.

On the other hand, Liu Wansheng also started to blow the Sanrui Jade Dragon, and at the same time as Ji Yunlang's God Meng Zhang appeared, he condensed the God of War.

In this way, the scene of the battle between the God of Meng Zhang and the God of Jianbing immediately attracted the attention of the cloud group.

"How strange, how strange, Ji Yunlang, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, can actually hold on for such a long time in the hands of the Shenshen, who is clearly established with the Great Perfect Foundation Building Cultivation, which is really unexpected." Jiang Nanmo slowly sat up straight, his eyes flashed, as if he wanted to see the trick inside.

After a few breaths, he smiled and murmured: "Using the rapid changes in the sound of the flute to make up for the shortcomings of the King Mengzhang's magnitude, and then with the huge force of his attack, he will tie the King Jianbing, which is amazing!

But relatively speaking, Ji Yunlang consumes a lot, not to mention the huge gap in spiritual power between the two, the winner is decided."

Just as Jiang Nanmo finished speaking, Liu Wansheng's voice changed on the Taoist platform. The God of Military Supervisor suddenly jumped and used his vast spiritual power to resist the attack of God Meng Zhang. Then, his neck turned and bit on God Meng Zhang.

The sound of the flute disappeared quietly, but the sound of the dragon was high.

The next moment, the figure of the Shenjun of the Soldier came to Ji Yunlang. He opened his bloody mouth and was about to swallow Ji Yunlang.

Ji Yunlang's face was calm. He bullied his body, stepped on his right foot again, and his body "swish" and came to the back of the Jianbing Shenjun's head in the blink of an eye.

I saw him holding a green flute and slightly clicking, the fierce and powerful military inspector in front of him turned into a ball of white air and dissipated invisible.

"This is... the three levels of physical cultivation!" Jiang Nanmo, who was originally calm on the cloud group, was so shocked that he didn't even know that the melon in his hand fell on his clothes.

The other disciples on the cloud group were also surprised, and the scene in front of them was really beyond their expectations.
Chapter completed!