"Boom! Boom

Holy Cang's blue light burst into two thunderdragons, and burst into a huge sound.

The overwhelming green awn and the bursting thunder energy interweave and collide with each other, shaking the world with sound.

The sound of explosion after the collision of the two powers continued. After the holy Cang insisted for a few breath, he still couldn't hold on.

Only two thunder dragons burst out of the thunder like a huge tsunami in general, stifling the green Mang's power, the terrible thunder energy towards the holy God.

"Damn it

Holy Cang's face was frightened and scolded. This "green rainbow" was his proudest attack power. I've tried my best, but I can't resist the magic attack of the waves.

Seeing the thunder all over the sky, shengcang had to clench his teeth, quickly sacrificed an emerald green staff, and madly drove chaos into the staff.

"Green mangbi!"

With the sound of shengcang, the emerald green staff in his hand released thousands of blue lights, which quickly condensed into layers of blue light barriers, as bright as blue crystal.

The overwhelming thunder energy bombarded the green awn wall, making a "crackling" explosion.

Shengcang tried his best to push the emerald green wand in his hand, which barely resisted a double dragon thunder curse.

After the explosion, the area within tens of miles of the cliff and hillside became a desolation, and a large number of rocks and plants turned into vermicelli.

Shengcang held the emerald green staff in his hand, his face was red, his blood was surging, and he gasped.

He fought his life to resist Shen Langgang's double dragon thunder curse.

All the monks in the audience were shocked. Shen Lang's strength was enough to explain the problem.

The elder Huang Hua Guan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The performance of the little Lord proved that their previous worries were unnecessary. It has to be said that the young master is so strong that it's hard to describe him as a genius!

Sirius nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression.

Shen Lang is really worthy of the title of the descendant of the hundred eyed demon king. If you can cultivate such a talented person, maybe there will be another immortal monk in Huanghua temple!

Seeing that shengcang was obviously in a state of decline, the elder of the three tribes of Gumu, you look at me and I look at you, and suddenly you look embarrassed.

Qingcheng frowned. I never dreamed that the new young master of Huanghua temple was so powerful!

From Shen Lang was not optimistic for a time to shengcang is in a bad situation now, this 180 degree turn makes people feel like a dream.

"Tut, it's really evil!"

Saint Cang's face is black like the bottom of a pot, and his intestines are blue with regret.

He finally understood what it means to ride a tiger. It's all caused by his own cheap mouth. When he's full and has nothing to do, he has to fight with the young master of Huanghua temple, but he doesn't want to fight against him.

Shen Lang glanced at the ugly Saint Cang and sneered: "the Taoist friend of Saint Cang said that he was the eldest disciple of the holy scar clan leader. I thought you had so much ability, but I didn't expect that! Hehe, I'm just playing two magic powers. Can't you hold on so fast? "

This harsh cold laughter instantly ignited the anger of shengcang, and he growled: "Shen, don't be happy too soon. It's hard to say who will win or lose. There's a kind of magic power for me again!"

Holy Cang's eyes were about to crack, and he spewed out a big mouthful of blood essence from his mouth. He quickly drew a seal in front of him, and cried out: "seventh terrace fairy art, green rainbow crazy LAN!"

As soon as the words were heard, the seal in front of Saint Cang's body gushed out a huge green light, and hundreds of blue tornadoes suddenly appeared all over his body. In the tuyere, dense blue light blades were splashed, interwoven and collided with each other, and the power was so huge that it was appalling.

This seventh level magic named "green rainbow crazy haze" is the most powerful power that shengcang can exert. Saint Cang's understanding of this seven level magic is not complete enough, so he needs to use the power of essence and blood. For the seven level magic, its power is not enough.

I saw that a hundred blue tornadoes quickly dispersed, trapped the waves, and quickly attacked them. They were so dense that people could not avoid them!

"It's interesting."

Shen Lang's eyes brightened, and finally felt a threat. He made a loud voice: "seventh terrace magic, wild dragon out to sea!"

As soon as the roar came down, the waves poured a large amount of chaotic power into the black clouds overhead.

The next moment, layers of white waves rush out from the black clouds, converging into hundreds of white water dragons. Each water dragon is thousands of feet long, and the dragon body is filled with suffocating cold force.

"Roar!"

Hundreds of water dragon mouth issued a frightening sound of the dragon, toward the blue tornado hit in all directions past.

"Dong! Dong! Dong

Wave after wave of explosion sounds like the collapse of the sky and the collapse of the earth. Endless cold light and green awn interweave and collide, and the cold air rushes around, frightening the onlookers to fight against the erosion of the cold awn.Some of the early monks of the earth immortals, who were weak in cultivation, were shivering all over with cold, and the flesh felt a strong discomfort.

The monks were shocked by the power of the magic power of the waves.

The explosion lasted for a long time. Shen Lang exerted this "dragon going out to sea" magic power to the extreme, and produced nearly one third of the chaotic spiritual power in his body at one go, which just stiffly resisted the holy God's magic power.

With Shen Lang's weak cultivation, it would be a bit of a loss to confront with the mid-term monk of the earth immortal. Fortunately, he had understood the seventh level of the earth immortal, the Dragon going out to sea.

Different from shengcang's bandiaozi seven terraces magic, shenlang is a seven terraces magic that he understands by himself. The immortal skill learned by oneself is much better than the earth immortal skill learned in the secret script, and the supernatural power is also more powerful.

Although Shen Lang's cultivation is not enough, his success lies in his excellent mental cultivation and his swallowing of the nine orifices golden elixir. The purity of his chaotic spiritual power is higher than that of ordinary early Earth immortal monks.

All in all, Shen Lang's seven terraces magic has been able to carry the holy Cang's seven terraces magic in the front, and it doesn't come down at all.

After a blow, the whole cliff hillside has been covered with a thick layer of ice and white frost.

All the blue tornadoes are falling apart.

The whole audience was shocked, and Shen Lang's skill shocked four people. All the monks who watched the battle were shocked by the amazing means of the young master of Huanghua temple.

If Shen Lang is a monk of the earth immortal, it's all right. The key is that he is the highest cultivation of the human immortal. It's incredible that he can play such a shocking fighting power!

Seeing that Shen Lang broke his seven level magic skill, Sheng Cang stared at Shen Lang and roared: "no way, you You can't be a monk! What on earth are you doing? "

Holy Cang's face is very white. Even if he kills him, he doesn't believe that Shen Lang has only the highest cultivation of human immortals!

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