Myriad Beast Immortal

Chapter 109
"Enough, how about it?"

Tang Yilong said enthusiastically, his face full of anticipation.

Shen Long thought for a while, nodded and said, "I've heard about Tang Daoyou's name for a long time, where can I learn from?"

"It's just outside Fang City! Several of my relatives are there, and Fellow Daoist Shen can also invite other fellow Daoists to watch the battle."

Tang Yilong said.

Shen Long looked at Huang Hu and said, "Friend Huang Daoist, are you interested in watching us compete?"

Logically speaking, Tang Yilong shouldn't be cheating. To be cautious, he invited other fellow Taoists to watch the battle.

"Okay! Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Tang has rarely failed since he established his foundation."

Huang Hu said with a smile.

Shen Long nodded, understanding that Huang Hu was telling himself that Tang Yilong was very powerful.

They left Fangshi and came to an open area, Tang Keqing, Xu Tianlei and more than a dozen Foundation Establishment monks were there, it seemed that they also wanted to watch Tang Yilong and Shen Long compete.

Shen Long and Tang Yilong were hundreds of feet apart. At the beginning of the competition, Shen Long raised his hands together, and two giant fireballs with a diameter of five feet flew out and hit Tang Yilong.

Tang Yilong's reaction was quick, he took out a long stick with golden light constantly flowing, with a flick of his wrist, the shadow of the stick swept out like the wind, and a large golden stick shadow swept out, hitting two giant fireballs.

After the loud rumbling noise, two giant fireballs burst apart and turned into a piece of red flame.

Before the flames dissipated, another two giant fireballs smashed over.

Tang Yilong swung the long golden stick, smashing the incoming red flames into pieces, and a thick golden light curtain appeared on the surface of his body, protecting his whole body.

A cyan tornado swept over and arrived in front of him in an instant.

He waved his golden stick and smashed it at the cyan tornado, only to hear a loud noise, the cyan tornado burst open, hundreds of giant wind blades flew out, and hit the golden light curtain one after another, there was a muffled sound, and the golden light curtain The aura dimmed.

A spear with golden light flashed towards Tang Yilong in an instant.

Tang Yilong swung the golden stick and smashed it at the golden spear. With a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, the golden spear exploded and turned into tens of thousands of gold-eating ants.

Tens of thousands of gold-eating ants suddenly condensed, condensed into golden arrows, and went straight to Tang Yilong.

The dense golden arrows hit the golden light curtain one after another, and there was a muffled sound. The aura of the golden light curtain dimmed, and it shattered after a while. Some golden arrows hit Tang Yilong's body, and there was a sound of metal and iron clash Muffled sound.

Before Tang Yilong could catch his breath, a huge fireball fell from the sky and hit Tang Yilong.

At the same time, more than a dozen thick cyan vines broke through the ground and entangled Tang Yilong's feet.

Tang Yilong was about to take a shot to resist, when a sharp hiss sounded in his ears, he felt that he had bumped his head against the iron wall and felt dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, the giant fireball hit him and exploded instantly, engulfing his figure in billowing flames.

Before the flames dissipated, another giant fireball flew towards Tang Yilong's body.

Shen Long raised his hands together, and giant fireballs flew out one after another, hitting Tang Yilong's body one after another, with continuous explosions and roaring flames.

With a lift of Shen Long's right hand, a seal with blue light constantly flowing out of his hand, instantly swelled up and hit Tang Yilong. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and a cyan tornado swept out, and instantly reached in front of the red sea of ​​fire.

A long stick with golden light swirled out, smashing the cyan tornado into pieces, and hundreds of giant wind blades flew out, sinking into the sea of ​​flames one after another, and there was a muffled sound.

The giant blue seal fell head-on, and a hurried male voice came out from the sea of ​​flames: "Fellow Daoist Shen, I admit defeat, stop."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Keqing and other Tang family disciples moved to resist the huge seal.

Even if Tang Yilong was a physical practitioner, he couldn't handle a heavy top-grade magic weapon.

With a pinch of Shen Long's formula, the giant blue seal quickly shrank and flew back into Shen Long's sleeve.

The sea of ​​red flames exploded, and Tang Yilong appeared. His clothes were torn, and there were many small bloodstains all over his body, making him look disheveled.

"Haha, happy, happy."

Tang Yilong laughed out loud, happy instead of angry.

Over the years, he has competed with many foundation-building monks, losing less and winning more.

"Accepted, Fellow Daoist Tang."

Shen Long said politely.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you are being polite. You defeated me with your own ability. It is really rare for you to practice multiple spells to the Dzogchen."

Tang Yilong's face was full of admiration.

Shen Long smiled indifferently, and said, "You Daoist Tang praised you absurdly."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, we have already prepared a banquet, how about going back to Fangshi to eat and chat?"

Tang Keqing said.

"That's right, let's go back to Fangshi and talk slowly."

Tang Yilong's tone was warm.

Shen Long nodded, agreed, and the group returned to Fangshi, and came to a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles. There was a blue stone pavilion in the courtyard, and two exquisite blue food boxes were placed on the stone table.

Tang Keqing walked over, took out the delicious food and wine from the food box, and placed them on the stone table. Everyone sat down, tasting wine and chatting.

When talking about the cultivation of spells, Tang Yilong asked curiously: "Friend Shen, you are very talented in spells! You can cultivate so many spells to the Dzogchen."

"Diligence can make up for clumsiness, just spend more time practicing spells."

Shen Long said.

Tang Yilong nodded, and chatted with Shen Long about the cultivation of spells, and Shen Long spoke truthfully.

After half an hour, the banquet dispersed, and Shen Long and the others went back to their homes.

"Uncle eight, how are you doing!"

Tang Keqing asked.

"He should be Shen Long, Fellow Daoist Shen of Yulingzong, the No.3 of Xuanyang Fahui, and the many techniques he masters are exactly the same as that Shen Long."

Tang Yilong said.

The Xuanyang Clan has a great influence, and the Tang family's spies also collected information on the Xuanyang Clan, knowing that there was a dark horse in the Xuanyang Clan.

"Why did he change his name and hide his identity?"

Tang Kezhen was puzzled.

"Perhaps it's hard to tell. He doesn't want to hide his identity. He really wants to hide his identity. It's impossible for him not to change his appearance, and he won't compete with others casually."

Tang Yilong said.

Tang Keqing and Tang Kezhen suddenly realized that this was true.

"This person is an elite of the Imperial Spirit Sect and a disciple of a monk who formed alchemy. Don't treat this person slowly, greet him well, and make a good relationship. He is not willing to reveal his identity, and we don't need to reveal his identity. When he is Shen Shi."

Tang Yilong said.

"Yes, Uncle Eighth."

Tang Keqing and Tang Kezhen agreed wholeheartedly.

In Qingtang Courtyard, Shen Long sat in a blue stone pavilion with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"It seems that they should know my real identity."

Shen Long said to himself, when he competed with Tang Yilong, he naturally knew that his identity would be exposed, and he did it on purpose.

The Yu Lingzong did not have a deep hatred with the Tang family, so Shen Long would reveal his identity.

(End of this chapter)