I stack buffs in a weird world!

"When Senior Brother Fang found out, I found out!"

Zhang Yang chuckled at "Dang Xiaojie".

Fang Xiuyu looked at Zhang Yang dully, and kept complaining in his heart, 'What the hell did I find out! This bastard pushed everything onto me. '

Although he didn't know what he found out, it was not the time to sabotage, so he just acquiesced.

"Dang Xiaojie" turned his head to Fang Xiuyu, "I originally wanted to keep you to continue my Moyun lineage, but it seems that you are more thoughtful than I thought, so I can't keep you today."

Fang Xiuyu frowned when he heard that "Dang Xiaojie"'s tone was a little wrong, "Junior Brother Dang, you are so arrogant! What right do you have to represent the Moyun lineage?"

"Dang Xiaojie" glanced at Fang Xiuyu, it seems that this person doesn't know his identity, he is just a big fool who was fooled by Zhang Yang.

"Hehe... Should I call you Dang Xiaojie? Or should I call you Moyun Patriarch?"

Zhang Yang chuckled and looked at Moyun Patriarch opposite him.

"Demon... Ancestor Moyun?"

Fang Xiuyu's eyes bulged out when he heard Zhang Yang's words. He just thought that Dang Xiaojie was strange before.

But he didn't think of Ancestor Moyun at all, but now Zhang Yang pointed it out.

Recalling the recent behavior of "Dang Xiaojie", everything fits the character of Ancestor Moyun.

Ancestor Moyun didn't even look at Fang Xiuyu, but Zhang Yang praised: "It's worthy of the skin I like!

To be honest, I really admire you at the beginning.

I also planned to train you well, but I was seriously injured in the demon tomb and had to find a suitable body.

It's time and fate, don't blame me!" Ancestor Moyun said with false compassion.

Zhang Yang looked at Moyun with contempt, "Training me is also for your purpose. Don't be hypocritical.

You and I are the same person, so don't build a memorial archway."

Ancestor Moyun just smiled and said nothing, he was determined to be Zhang Yang's body.

"Well...you guys talk first, I have something to do so I'll leave first!"

Fang Xiuyu smiled awkwardly and took a few steps back.

Zhang Yang looked at Fang Xiuyu with a half-smile, "Brother Fang, don't blame me for not reminding you!

You know Moyun's temper better than me. Now we can still deal with him together. If he defeats us one by one, we will both die in the tomb."

Fang Xiuyu pursed his lips, knowing that Zhang Yang was right.

Now that he knows Moyun's secret, he will definitely not let him go when Moyun takes over Zhang Yang's body.

He looked at Zhang Yang deeply and nodded imperceptibly.

"Ancestor, I pretend I know nothing now, can you let me go?" Fang Xiuyu lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Moyun nodded, "Of course..."

"Do it!"

While Moyun was replying, Fang Xiuyu suddenly raised his head and attacked Moyun brazenly.

Zhang Yang obviously understood his eyes just now, and almost made a move at the same time.

The Taotie chain blade rushed out directly and swept towards the old man Moyun.

But unfortunately, Moyun disappeared directly on the spot, and appeared at the other end of the Flame Lake the next moment.

How could an old monster who has lived for so many years not notice Fang Xiuyu's thoughts! ?

"Space teleportation?"

Zhang Yang's eyes condensed. He knew that Moyun had studied the laws of space, but he didn't expect that he could move so far. If that was the case, it would be difficult to deal with.

Fang Xiuyu also frowned slightly, but he stepped on the ground, and a giant flame beast emerged from the ground and rushed towards Moyun.

He also knew that Moyun had taken over Dang Xiaojie's body, and his current realm must not be high.

Otherwise, why would he talk so much with himself and others.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, and the giant python formed by the Qingming hand swept towards Moyun.

Seeing this, Moyun snorted coldly and clenched his hands, and a translucent golden armor appeared on his body.

Fang Xiuyu's Flame Beast and Zhang Yang's Qingming Hand slammed into the golden armor at the same time.

There was a sound of metal collision.

Zhang Yang's face was slightly moved. The mutated Qingming Hand had the characteristics of soul devouring, but it seemed to have no effect on Mo Yun.

The Flame Beast was even worse. Mo Yun was an expert in playing with fire, and the Flame Beast actually slowly shrank in his hands.

"Hehe... I taught you how to control fire, why do you fight me?" Mo Yun looked at Fang Xiuyu with disdain.

Turning to Zhang Yang, he said: "Your ghost hand does have some tricks, and even has a trace of space power, but that's all."

"Hehe... Let you see my strength!" Mo Yun chuckled.

With a wave of his sleeves, rolling black clouds came out of his sleeves.

Mo Yun, Mo Yun, he is called the Demon Cloud Ancestor for a reason.

Everyone thought he was invincible in controlling fire, but he was also good at this "Demon Cloud"!

The black mist came in an instant, directly enveloping Zhang Yang and Fang Xiuyu. Even Zhang Yang usedHe couldn't dodge even when he teleported.

When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by black mist and couldn't see anything at all.

He couldn't even sense Fang Xiuyu who was just close to him.

Not to mention, it was somewhat similar to the domain!

But it was also somewhat different, and it could be considered the prototype of the domain.

"Hiss..."

Zhang Yang felt a slight pain in his body, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly opened.

He saw a tiny creature lying on his exposed skin, with spikes all over its body, trying hard to enter the body through the pores.

He frowned, and with the strength of his body, he couldn't resist the invasion of this little thing.

With a thought, the Qingming Hand teleported back directly, turning into a Qingming worm and attached to his body.

The two creatures fought fiercely...

But the Qingming worm was obviously at a disadvantage, and basically ten Qingming worms could only exchange for one spiked creature.

After thinking for a while, he moved his hand slightly, and the Nine Nether Earth Fire formed a dragon out of thin air, which kept spinning around him.

The tornado formed temporarily blew away the clouds and mist around him.

At this time, he found Fang Xiuyu not far away.

This guy was wearing a robe and holding something similar to a demon-subduing pestle in his hand.

The Buddha light flashed on the demon-subduing pestle, preventing the clouds and mist from getting close.

‘Master, look, am I right? That’s the dense gold demon-subduing pestle! This guy is a thief...’

Xiao Hei sensed the dense gold demon-subduing pestle and reminded him quickly.

Sure enough, Fang Xiuyu, this bastard, swept away the good stuff first.

‘Brother Fang!’

‘Brother Zhang!’

Fang Xiuyu also saw Zhang Yang, but there was no expression of shame on his face.

‘Brother Fang, if you keep it secret, we will both be trapped in the clouds and mist!’

Zhang Yang pretended to glance at the demon-subduing pestle in his hand casually.

"Ahem... Junior Brother Zhang, I got this demon-subduing pestle by accident before."

Fang Xiu Yu coughed lightly.

"Hmm! Senior Brother... The fog is getting thicker and thicker."

"Junior Brother, I really don't have any more."

"Senior Brother, what if the demon cloud is waiting in the dark to attack. My strength is too weak..."

Fang Xiu Yu reluctantly took out a red and blue stick from the ring and handed it to Zhang Yang, "Junior Brother, this is the only water and fire stick, remember to return it to me after use."

Zhang Yang felt a strange energy surging when he took the water and fire stick, and thought it was the power of Buddha.

He danced his hands casually, and there was a sound of wind and thunder, mixed with Buddha's light.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"Hey... It's agreed that I'm just borrowing..."

"Dong Dong..."

The huge footsteps made the two of them change color at the same time, and looked ahead with a vigilant look.