"Fight?"

Long Yun was not surprised by the request made by King Kakel.

Fighting?

The Taoist magic is infinite, and the Taoist magic is infinite. Long Yun himself alone has mastered more than a dozen kinds of Taoist magic. Long Yun asked himself that his own strength and cultivation level are not as good as Zhang Daoran. Zhang Daoran said that these two alien cultivators are far less powerful than him. What is there to be scary about him?

"But since you have made a request, I have a request too..." Long Yun's eyes were bright. Long Yun had the opportunity here, so he naturally needed to do his best: "If I fail the battle, turn around and leave immediately and will not preach here again. Let's bet on two wins in three games. If I win, you will start here and go west, within a radius of thousands of miles, and all religious personnel will be withdrawn. No one is allowed to come here to preach again in the future..."

The two Dharma Kings Kakel were a little hesitant. They were not sure what Long Yun had in the mysterious East. When saying this sentence, it only represents Long Yun himself, but also represents the entire Taoist sect. After all, the two Dharma Kings were still in awe of the mysterious China. They had not been on the earth for a long time, but they had heard many myths and legends about China. It was difficult for the two Dharma Kings to grasp whether they could make this bet on behalf of the bishop.

If they win, they will not have any benefits. They will only drive away the Eastern preachers. If they lose, they will lose the believers here and their qualifications to preach, and they will be punished by the bishop.

It’s not that they have no faith, but that they cannot make decisions about this kind of thing. The bet they made was that the winner stayed here, the loser left here, and the winner did not say that the winner was qualified to preach here. The loser left here, and the loser was not allowed to preach after the loser left.

Carkel and his two had their own calculations in their hearts. The residents here, but even if they left, it was still a dilemma to see whether these believers would believe in the sectarian doctrines of this Taoist. And they could also preach here and consolidate the number of believers.

Once you leave... you are not allowed to preach in the future, it is not as simple as saying it. As long as the bet is established, the gods from all sides will record it and no one can regret it.

The two great Dharma kings of Kakel were silent and did not respond immediately. They needed to think carefully and test the strength of the Taoist in front of them and the young Taoist. They were somewhat sure that they could win the battle.

"I practice the soul law, which can control people's hearts and souls. Only practitioners who have a cultivation level higher than me can have a greater control over the souls of the controlled persons. Even the bishop and the leader cannot break my means. This Eastern cultivator..."

After winning two games in three games, Kakel suddenly felt confident and said in his heart: "The king's soul law is unbreakable, and Ai Haul's water law is even more powerful..."

As long as these two games are won, these two Eastern cultivators will leave...

Aihaoer seemed to have thought of this question, and he had already had an answer. The two of them were not nearly caught in internal struggle like they had just now. Now the two are like partners who have been cooperating with each other for countless years. With a look, you can know what the other party is thinking. Aihaoer nodded and shook his head: "What if both sides have their own victory or defeat, and there is another equal game?"

"There is no high or low in Taoism, and the level of cultivation can be reflected. Moreover, the meaning of the battle itself is that one must decide a winner. There is no phenomenon of winning one game and drawing one game." Long Yun looked proudly at Zhang Daoran's face inadvertently. Zhang Daoran still maintained the movement just now, without moving, and did not raise his eyelids. Even the two people in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Unexplainedly, Long Yun felt a little confident: "With real person here, what can I wince?"

Making up this idea, Long Yun sneered on his face: "If each wins one game and draws one game, we will fight again until one party fails. And I must make the matter clear, and only those who win can set the competition project. In the first game, I can ask you to set the questions first..."

In an instant, the two great masters, who were high above the bishop, showed a hint of coldness under the black cloth face. But Aiheul didn't care: "I am the Lord, you are the guest, and the guest is favored by Allah, you come first..."

Long Yun nodded, but did not refuse, but agreed readily, and smiled and said, "In this way, I will give in..."

In an instant, Aihael and Kakel felt like they were being fooled. Looking like Long Yun, they saw Long Yun, and there was a feeling of success in their eyes. The two great Dharma kings were shocked: "The arrogant attitude made us suffer the first loss. At this time, whoever can take the lead in the fight will have a higher chance of winning. And the first person to start the question competition is that they have a great advantage."

In the first game, even if the Eastern Taoist practitioner fails, there is still a chance to save the third game later.

"What a cunning Eastern cultivator..." In addition to feeling, the two great Dharma kings were worried at the beginning, but the arrogance in their hearts was accumulated over the years...

"The guest will follow the host's will. The first test question should be with us to determine the question of the battle..."

Ai Haoer regretted it instantly, so he was very arrogant and unreasonable. He took over the right to set the questions for the first time and took the initiative to gain greater confidence in the battle.

Long Yun frowned, but he didn't expect these two people to be so shameless. Just as he was about to refute, a sentence came from his ear: "Let them make the questions, you only need them later..."

There was no sound on his face, but a ripples appeared in Long Yun's heart. Who said this sentence? Long Yun clearly said it, which was said by Zhang Daoran. This is a powerful Taoist practice that has a predecessor. At this time, he would naturally have a complete grasp of his words. Now Long Yun's heart is at peace and smiled and said, "The guest follows the host's will, and the guest follows the host's will. You can ask questions."

Aihael and Kakel looked at each other, their eyes full of pride, and they said in their hearts: "Arrogant Orientals, you must not understand the soul law... Maybe you have not cultivated your soul at all, and don't know the power of soul."

"So... I'm disrespectful. The first question is, I'll wait..." Carkel stretched out a hand, and a believer in the distance flew into the sky as if he was traction with a kind of force. After a few breaths, he sat back again: "Oriental monk...you go find this person and see if there is any rescue?"

This believer looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. He is wearing shabby pants and has a dark and shiny face. His eyes are so lively just now, but now his eyes are dull, as if he has lost his soul, like wood, sitting there, he will not move.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Daoran, almost instinctively trying to get an answer from Zhang Daoran. Then Long Yun suddenly woke up. Until the crisis came, Zhang Daoran would not choose to take action...

Long Yun was also fearless, looked at the young believer and smiled slightly: "It's just that someone has taken the soul or controlled the soul... What's the difficulty? Let me tell you the magic..."

Fingers intertwined, creating a strange talisman seal. Long Yun pushed it gently, and the talisman seal floated towards the young believers: "Soul, come back!"
Chapter completed!