I stack buffs in a weird world!

This guy challenged the Demon Cloud lineage right away, obviously trying to curry favor with the White Wing Patriarch.

The whole place fell silent, and all the Yifeng Sect disciples looked at the Demon Cloud lineage.

Fang Xiuyu was calm and composed. He was the first true disciple and the last one to go out. He would definitely not go out first.

"Dang Xiaojie" looked at the fact that no one from the Demon Cloud lineage came to challenge, and his face was a little gloomy. He didn't expect that no one from his lineage would dare to step forward.

"Ahem... Junior Brother Zhang, how about you go first?"

"Dang Xiaojie" coughed lightly and whispered to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang raised his eyelids, "Senior Brother Dang, he is a true disciple! You let me, an inner disciple, go up to challenge? Is there no one in my Demon Cloud lineage, or do you underestimate Yangyan Tower?"

The disciples of the Demon Cloud lineage not far away couldn't help but nodded.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang is not a true disciple. It is indeed inappropriate for Senior Brother Dang to let Senior Brother Zhang go."

"True disciples against true disciples, inner sect against inner sect!"

"Yeah, after all, the number of places is limited. I... I am not saying that Senior Brother Zhang is weak..."

"..."

"Dang Xiaojie" felt depressed after hearing what Zhang Yang and the disciples next to him said.

To be honest, he did not want to show off his strength too much. After all, he was not the real Dang Xiaojie. If he used too many moves, it would definitely attract the attention of those who were interested.

"Hey... Junior Brother Dang, how about... you go up first? In case it doesn't work, I will help you."

Fang Xiuyu looked at Dang Xiaojie with a smile.

"This..." Dang Xiaojie wanted to refuse.

But Zhang Yang was not willing to do so. He directly signaled Yin Li who was hiding behind with his eyes.

Yin Li nodded in understanding, "Brother Dang, come on!"

The other disciples were stunned, and then they reacted and shouted, "Brother Dang!"

"Brother Dang!"

"Brother Dang!"

"Dang Xiaojie"'s face twitched. These disciples directly lifted him up, and he had no choice but to go up.

He simply stepped on the ground and flew directly to the ring.

The cheers from the ring became even more enthusiastic!

"Dang Xiaojie, the second true disciple of the Demon Cloud lineage, please teach me!"

"Dang Xiaojie" bowed to Lu Wuqing.

Lu Wuqing also bowed as if to deal with it, "Brother Dang, don't worry, I will show mercy!"

"Dang Xiaojie" frowned slightly. It has been a long time since anyone has been so arrogant in front of him.

He wanted to kill him instantly, but this occasion did not allow it.

He just played along with him!

Zhang Yang in the audience also watched the duel with interest. He expected that Mo Yun would never use real things, but he could see something.

"Junior brother, wait until Dang Xiaojie loses, then you go up! Don't worry, senior brother will support you behind the scenes!"

Fang Xiuyu encouraged Zhang Yang with a smile.

If Dang Xiaojie loses this time, his position as the second true disciple will definitely be lost.

With Zhang Yang's strength, he will definitely win a game, plus Zhang Yang's reputation in the Mo Yun lineage.

If he works harder, he will definitely be able to push Zhang Yang to the position of the second true disciple.

Compared with Dang Xiaojie, he still hopes that Zhang Yang, who has no ambition, will be the second true disciple.

"Ahem... Thank you, senior brother!"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly. Others don't know, but he knows that "Dang Xiaojie" will definitely not lose.

While the two were talking, the two people on the ring had already started fighting.

Lu Wuqing took the lead. He saw his eyes wide open, muttering the formula in his mouth, and his body began to tremble rhythmically.

Then he raised his right foot and stepped heavily on the stage, causing the entire stone stage to shake slightly.

Fang Xiuyu frowned, "Calling out the evil?"

Zhang Yang looked sideways when he heard Fang Xiuyu's voice, "Calling out the evil is...?"

"Communicate with the evil spirits from other worlds and borrow their power! As long as the evil spirits invited are below your own level, your body will not be damaged!

Calling out the evil is a unique technique of the Baiyi lineage, just like the Yiyang Sutra of my Moyun lineage!"

Fang Xiuyu explained patiently.

Zhang Yang nodded thoughtfully, his eyes swept directly over the Baiyi ancestor, and focused on the ripples of his wings.

At this time, a gray gas rose from Lu Wuqing's feet on the stage, directly covering his whole body.

Lu Wuqing's face became indifferent, his eyes were red and he stared at Dang Xiaojie, his ten fingers moved slightly and sharp claws squeezed out from his fingertips.

The scattered gray gas was inhaled by the disciples near the ring, and was attracted by Lu Wuqing for a moment.

There was a little fear in the eyes looking at Lu Wuqing...

"Heh..."

Lu Wuqing smiled slightly, and his body moved directly into the air and rushed directly towards Dang Xiaojie.

"Dang Xiaojie" looked at Lu Wuqing expressionlessly.

To be honest, if it was really Dang Xiaojie, he would definitely be attracted by Lu Wuqing's gray gas, resulting in no time to dodge.

But this was Mo Yun, not Dang Xiaojie. He smiled coldly, and a long whip with a green flame appeared out of thin air, and the temperature of the entire ring rose.It rose a few points.

The flaming whip whipped towards Lu Wuqing in midair.

Lu Wuqing's face changed slightly, but he was in the air and had no time to dodge, so he could only bear it.

Besides, this time he invited the evil spirit from another world, which was famous for its physique and fire resistance, so it would not be a problem even if he was whipped.

"Pah~"

The flaming whip exploded in front of Lu Wuqing's chest, with a force much greater than Lu Wuqing imagined.

Lu Wuqing's whole body flew backwards, and the sparks flew out of the ring.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to gather the flames in his hand.

The disciples behind him looked at his back with gratitude.

Fang Xiuyu glanced at Zhang Yang, 'This junior brother really knows how to gather people's hearts! "

At this time, Zhang Yang had no time to care about these things. He was just feeling the green flame in his hand.

Although the temperature of the flame could not catch up with his Nine Nether Earth Fire, it contained some other things.

This green fire has a strong adhesion and seems to have a trace of immortality.

A ball of Nine Nether Earth Fire slowly wrapped around the green fire and swallowed it up in a moment.

"Hmph... Is this all you can do?" Lu Wuqing looked at the remaining flame on his chest.

He did not feel how powerful the green fire was at all.

Then the gray gas permeating his body began to twist like a living thing, and gradually attached to Lu Wuqing to form a layer of exoskeleton.

The exoskeleton wrapped his entire body, and he turned into an evil ghost with fangs protruding outward.

"I know that you, the Demon Cloud lineage, are all experts in playing with fire. I invited a Cang Gui! A fool who is not afraid of fire! "

Lu Wuqing was obviously prepared. Their White Wing Patriarch and Mo Yun were old enemies, so how could they not study the Mo Yun lineage?

As Lu Wuqing spoke, his feet kept moving and stomping heavily on the ground.

"Dang Xiaojie" seemed to feel something, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and then stepped away from the spot in an instant.

Just one second after he left, a huge bone spur flashed with a cold light and broke through the stone.