Shen Lang almost cast this blood shadow curse to the limit.
Wherever the blood wave passed, the space was torn into a large number of gaps and cracks, showing the power of this supernatural power!
"Ho ho ho!"
The five-color sacred cow under Huang Feihu's crotch roared anxiously, seeming to be awed by the red and black blood waves.
"Stupid thing, it's embarrassing that a little yellow-haired kid can make you fear this way! Why not roll me back into the spirit beast bag?"
Huang Feihu scolded angrily.
After the five-color sacred cow underneath made a humble low cry, it turned into a five-color light group and sank into the spirit beast bag on Huang Feihu's waist.
Seeing the red and black blood waves hit, Huang Feihu raised the golden spear in his hand unhurriedly, and stabbed forward in an understatement.
"Boom boom boom!"
I saw the golden thunder of raging waves burst out from the tip of the spear. The thunder quickly gathered and turned into a huge golden thunder dragon. The terrifying spirit overturned the universe of the sun and the moon, and it shocked the sky!
The golden gun in Huang Feihu's hand is called "Golden Tilong Spear", which is an upright Tongxuan-level immortal treasure. The gun body is attached to a Primordial Leihuang Dragon Spirit, which can continuously release thunder energy without dying. Go out!
I saw the thunder dragon rolled up by the golden dragon spear, bursting into the golden light and lightning of the sun, and hitting the red and black blood waves with the force of shaking the sky and the earth.
"boom!!"
There was a loud noise like the crumbling of the world, and the harsh roar made people palpitate!
The thrilling explosion sounded, and the power of the explosion was indescribable. The astonishing surging prestige rushed in all directions. All the buildings, rocks, flowers, and trees in the border camp of the southern province of Nanzhan were instantly destroyed and turned into one piece. barren!
With an understatement, Huang Feihu easily resolved the blood shadow curse that Shen Lang had hit with all his strength.
"Hmph, it's no wonder that my son will be buried in your hands. It turns out that you, a yellow-haired child, have already understood a little bit of the magical powers of the law." Huang Feihu was quite surprised by the intensity of the magical powers released by Shen Lang.
Shen Lang tried his best to withstand the aftermath of the thunder.
He blocked the sky over the border camp of Nanzhan Tribe Continent, fully shielded the underground teleportation formation below, and shielded Fairy Yunxiao and Fairy Qiongxiao from teleporting away.
"Boom! Boom!"
I saw two white lights flashing beneath the ground, and it was the light burst from the teleportation array, which confirmed that Fairy Yunxiao and Fairy Qiongxiao had safely left the border of Nanzhan Buzhou.
Shen Lang was finally relieved.
Maybe it's because Fairy Sanxiao is Zhao Gongming's younger sister, and it's not easy to get started. Huang Feihu is not interested in Fairy Sanxiao, and his attention is all on Shen Lang.
Huang Feihu usually protects his shortcomings the most. After learning that his son had died at the hands of others, he was filled with grief and anger, and vowed to capture the murderer back to pay tribute to his son's spirit in heaven.
If it weren't for his eagerness for revenge, he wouldn't leave the Celestial Immortal Territory War Zone alone and run to chase Shen Lang.
"Boy, but you killed my son Huang Tianhua?"
Huang Feihu glared at Shen Lang below, questioning every word, his roar like thunder, deafening and deafening.
"How is it? Then Huang Tianhua wants to kill me, can I let him kill me?"
Shen Lang was not afraid of Huang Feihu, and immediately replied.
The hatred of murdering sons is not shared. Huang Feihu definitely will not let him go. Shen Lang knows this truth well, and he is not polite at all.
"Bastard boy, today this seat will crush your flesh and blood, pump your soul and refine your soul, to pay tribute to the spirit of my son in the sky!"
Huang Feihu retracted his spear, flew down, and patted Shen Lang below with a palm.
"Buzzing!"
Huang Feihu’s huge mountain-like palm shot out thousands of golden light, and attacked Shen Lang like the top of Mount Tai, at a speed that was horrifying!
When Shen Lang reacted, Huang Feihu's golden giant mountain-like palm was already less than a long distance away from the top of his head.
"Asura Eucharist!"
Shen Lang urged the magic seed in his body in a hurry, and let out a heart-piercing whistling sound in his mouth.
In an instant, his whole body released endless evil black lights, his body skyrocketed, and he transformed into a three-headed eight-armed Shura demon with scarlet golden light all over his body!
The Demon God Shura released all his physical power, with his eight arms propped up into the sky, trying to block the power of Huang Feihu's palm.
"Boom boom boom!!"
