I stack buffs in a weird world!

Taoist Bai Long was no longer relaxed and comfortable as he was at the beginning. He originally wanted to kill Zhang Yang to avenge Qin Wujiu.

Now it seems that he has to cut the Gordian knot and quickly get rid of this person, so as to avoid more trouble.

"Haha... I admit that I underestimated you!

But... you don't think that my ability is limited to this, right?"

Taoist Bai Long laughed grimly.

Then he saw him stroking his sleeves, and a large piece of dream scales surged out, instantly covering the entire area.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the familiar dream scales with a smile, "Heh... Dream lineage?"

The reason why he was hit by Qin Wujiu's dream in the last ring battle was that he really underestimated the enemy, and secondly, he didn't want to show all his cards.

Now?

There were only two people on the scene, so he didn't have to hide.

With a slight step on his right foot, the ink-like field spread out to the surroundings, and in the blink of an eye it covered the surrounding area within a thousand meters.

In fact, dreaming is a relatively high threshold. To practice dreaming, one must have a strong soul.

A high threshold also means that the power is not bad.

Under normal circumstances, it is easy to be tricked if one is not careful.

But there are exceptions, that is, if you meet someone with a stronger soul than the dreamer, dreaming seems a bit useless.

Zhang Yang is a person with a strong soul, so the old Taoist Bai Long is embarrassed now.

He blinked and looked at Zhang Yang who was very sober and felt a little depressed. In these years, he relied on the annihilation thunder and dreaming tactics, and he was almost invincible.

Unexpectedly, he was restrained by the fifth-level kid in front of him.

"Old Taoist Bai Long, don't be polite! Just let me dream. To be honest, I really want to show you the scene that Qin Wujiu saw."

Zhang Yang licked his lips and chuckled.

"......"

Old Taoist Bai Long looked at the arrogant kid in front of him speechlessly, feeling extremely depressed.

"Damn, I really don't believe it, just the fifth level..."

A trace of determination flashed across the eyes of the Taoist Bai Long, and he gritted his teeth in his heart.

Then he reached into his arms and took out a seal that flashed with a strange light.

He muttered something, and after a moment, a blood light gushed out from the seal, turning into a two-meter-tall flesh puppet!

The puppet exuded a bloody smell, and its body was composed of countless twisted and deformed pieces of meat, looking as if it was made up of many corpses.

The spell sounded, and the puppet began to wriggle rapidly, and its originally huge body gradually shrank.

Finally, it turned into a bunch of creepy and disgusting flesh and blood, and pounced on the Taoist Bai Long like raindrops.

These flesh and blood seemed to have life, tightly attached to the body of the Taoist Bai Long, and condensed into a thick and solid armor in a moment.

At this moment, Taoist Bai Long was completely unrecognizable. His figure was completely wrapped in the hideous and terrifying armor, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with cold light and a huge mouth full of sharp fangs.

And the huge mouth opened and closed from time to time, spitting out streams of disgusting mucus and a tongue that wriggled like a fleshworm.

Zhang Yang looked at it with disgust, "What is it?"

"Hehe... Zhang Yang, let me let you taste the taste of purgatory. Aren't you a physical cultivator?

My flesh and blood armor is made of the flesh and blood of physical cultivators.

This time, let's see what you can do!" Taoist Bai Long laughed wildly.

This armor was specially made by a master of refining in order to collect materials for making armor.

He has spent a lot of effort over the years to get so many physical cultivators' flesh and blood, and the realm of each physical cultivator here is higher than Zhang Yang.

Isn't Zhang Yang a physical cultivator? Then use physical cultivators to defeat him!

Looking at the disgusting Taoist Bai Long, Zhang Yang sneered, "Yangyan Tower claims to be a righteous sect, but I didn't expect it to be more cruel than Shan Cang.

What's the difference between using people to refine armor and using people to practice power?"

Calling Sanyang and Sanyin Shan Cang is the most vicious insult in their eyes.

Taoist Bai Long naturally couldn't stand it.

His face changed, "The body cultivators I used to refine armor are all Shan Cang. They are doing justice for the heavens. How can you compare me with Shan Cang?"

"Talking about deeds instead of heart, there is no point in talking more. Come on!"

Zhang Yang looked at Bai Long with contempt. He hated people who did things but didn't have the courage to admit it the most.

"Hmph... sharp-tongued kid, today I will make you die without a burial place!"

Bai Long snorted coldly.

He stepped heavily on his feet and rushed towards Zhang Yang like a tank.

And Zhang Yang just stretched out a hand to block in front of him.

"Boom~"

The violent collision and shaking of the rocks shattered, and the dust under his feet suddenly flew up and filled the entire area.

Bai Shenfei took a few steps back. He just felt that the force was a little wrong.

He looked at himself in a strange way.Palm, "Why is the strength reduced by three points out of thin air?"

The dust slowly dissipated and slowly revealed Zhang Yang's figure.

Bai Long's eyes condensed, "What? This kid is not injured? The feeling of the hit just now is clearly..."

He looked at Zhang Yang's palm seriously, not to mention fractures, there was no scratch at all.

"Impossible... Even if it is a physical cultivator, it is impossible to be uninjured by my attack."

Bai Long frowned and looked at Zhang Yang in disbelief.

"Ka Ka..."

Zhang Yang turned his neck, making a crackling sound of bone friction.

"Heh... Is this the only strength? Not as good as the essential oil back opening of technician No. 8!"

Although Bai Long didn't know who technician No. 8 was, he was sure that Zhang Yang must be humiliating him.

"Asshole!"

Bai Long cursed angrily, his figure flashed, and the flesh and blood armor on his body began to wriggle, and the power was concentrated on his fist.

"Boom~"

A sonic boom sounded.

The fist directly hit Zhang Yang's crossed arms.

Zhang Yang's whole body crashed straight into the mountain, leaving a long gully between the original place and the mountain.

The rock cracked directly with Zhang Yang as the center...

"Hmph...that's all!"

Bai Long shook his head. It turned out that this kid was bragging.

That's right. The fifth level couldn't take his full-strength attack!

"Killing this kid is also an explanation to Qin Wujiu!" Bai Long muttered softly.

"Pah~"

A piece of gravel rolled down,

There were some rustling sounds from the big hole, and then a figure suddenly rushed out of the mountain.

"Haha... it's powerful enough. Although it's not as good as Yiyang Tyrant Body, it's... pretty strong!

I apologize to you. You are indeed stronger than Technician No. 8!"

Zhang Yang's dull voice sounded.

Taoist Bai Long looked up at the five-meter-tall humanoid monster in astonishment, his mouth trembling and unable to speak.

But Zhang Yang didn't give him a chance, and directly slapped Taoist Bai Long with his big hand.

Taoist Bai Long only reacted now, but it was too late to dodge, so he could only hold the big hand that fell from the sky with both hands.

"Boom~"

Taoist Bai Long's legs sank deeply into the rocks. He only felt a sweetness in his mouth, and he knew that he had internal injuries.

Zhang Yang didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy at all, and slapped his palm heavily again...