The flame giant turned into by Ling Feng was thousands of feet high and powerful. It slapped it with a slap, as if it wanted to hold the entire space in its hand and destroy it.

Its target is Ning Hao.

The disciples of the Moon Worshiping Sect in the distance were shocked to see this scene.

"As soon as you take action, you will be the true body of the Dharma Image. The Holy Son of Ling Feng seems to be really angry and wants to completely kill this person."

"Who is he? He dares to compete with the Holy Son. Are you impatient to live?"

"It is said to be a super genius from Yunshu Country."

"Swish, even a little super genius dares to be so arrogant, he is dead."

Except for Luo Qianxue and Zhao Bingzhi, everyone felt that Ning Hao would die under this blow.

But in the face of this violent and terrifying blow, Ning Hao did not move, and even his face did not change.

The stars and quicksand on his left wrist turned into a thin, long silk thread.

The silk thread flew up, one end wrapped around the flame giant's arm several times, while the other end was caught in Ning Hao's hands.

Ning Hao pulled slightly.

A puff.

The arm of the giant's flame transformed by Ling Feng was cut open and fell down, and it dissipated directly in the air.

The arm is gone, and the slap force disappears, and the attack threat is lifted.

"How is that possible?" Ling Feng was stunned.

He could not believe that the flame giant was formed by the fusion of several forces, so how could it be destroyed so easily?

The disciples of the Moon Worshiping Sect who were watching also felt incredible.

The thread was slender and seemed to be about to break at any time. It actually broke the true body of the Dharma Image of the Holy Son of Ling Feng so easily.

"What he holds in his hand must be a magical weapon."

The flame giant roared and was very angry, thinking that Ning Hao was hurting himself with a magical weapon.

“Fire Realm.”

The flame giant supported the void with his only remaining arm. As the light flashed, endless flames appeared out of thin air, burning everything.

This flame burned everything and cracked the space.

The long flames enveloped Ning Hao, and he could not be seen.

"Hmph, you can be proud of yourself ashes when I was burned to ashes under my strongest blow."

The flame domain shrouded the space, Ling Feng concluded that even if Ning Hao had a magic weapon in his hand, he would be unable to protect himself and would be burned to ashes.

"Is this your strongest blow?"

Suddenly, a small but clear voice sounded in the endless fire domain ahead.

"If this is your strongest attack, your strength is not as strong as Lei Ling."

Ling Feng's face changed drastically when he heard the sound, and he was about to withdraw, but in the surrounding space, chaotic yellow sand appeared.

These yellow sand particles seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds. As soon as they appeared and fell into the fire domain, the flames were extinguished.

The yellow sand particles fell on the flame giant and actually fell directly into its body, causing a large area of ​​wounds.

"ah."

Ling Feng screamed, unable to maintain the true body of the Divine Bridge Dharma Image and reveal his true body.

It can be seen that his face, arms, body, and legs were filled with small wounds.

His hair was corroded, and the handsome man turned into a patient with sparse hair and a terrifying face.

"ah."

Ling Feng was still screaming, the yellow sand particles were still in his body, and he kept scratching himself, which was too painful.

Ling Feng knelt down and begged for mercy to Ning Hao: "Kill me, kill me."

This was too painful and he could not bear it.

Ning Hao recalled the stars and quicksand with one move. Ling Feng calmed down and then fainted.

But he has been destroyed, and the divine bridges in his body have been corroded so it will be difficult to recover in the future.

The elegant bird is silent.

Everyone's scalp was numb when they saw this scene.

Ling Feng is a saint of the Moon Worshiping Sect. He was tortured to be like this ghost. Life is worse than death, and he is completely useless.

Too scary.

From beginning to end, Ning Hao did not really take action. Even though Ling Feng showed the true form of the Divine Bridge Dharma Image, Ning Hao did not take action. He just activated the "divine artifact" on his left hand to make Ling Feng look like this.

On the one hand, this shows that Ning Hao’s “magic weapon” on his left wrist is powerful, but on the other hand, it is enough to show that Ning Hao’s strength is terrifying.

Within the delayed time, Zhao Bingzhi and the other two also completed the trial test.

The three of them are not weak, but their talent is still a little inferior. In addition, they have hurt their spiritual origins in the remains of the Sage's Tomb, so they are not in the strongest state, so they are naturally not valued by the sect.

When they came back, they only saw Ling Feng, who was neither human nor ghost.

But the three of them have a psychological foundation after all, and now they are numb when they see this scene, so they are no longer surprised.

But Fu Ruoxie and the other two looked very ugly.

It was actually suspected that the strongest saint appeared. In addition to Ouyang Qu and the unknown Luo Fu, this time, five peerless figures appeared in the test of the remains of the stele without words.

Since Ning Hao has proved his strength, it becomes difficult for Fu Ruoxie to cause trouble in front of the top sects in the East Shang Realm.

Ouyang Qu proved himself while stepping on Tiantang, while Ning Hao proved himself while stepping on Ling Feng.

But Ling Feng is Fu Ruoxie's man, and at this time Fu Ruoxie could only bite the bullet and say, "Congratulations."

"Okay, no one should disturb you now, right? Can we start?"

Ouyang Qu could not wait. He was very energetic and eager to prove himself.

“Can you start.”

Lin Xuan took a step back, and Fu Ruoxie also took a step back, but Ouyang Qu moved forward.

He held two extremely thin swords on his back in his hand and slowly walked towards the wordless monument.

The wordless stele is five feet square in size and is gray, and looks no different from an ordinary stone tablet.

As long as the trialists rely on their own strength to leave traces on it, the trial begins.

The more traces you leave on the stone tablet, the more obvious it is, the higher your talent.

In the past trials, most warriors could only mark traces of staying for a few breaths on it, and the strongest peerless genius left only a shallow trace.

Ouyang Qu faces the wordless monument, with the spirit and spirit in one, and his own state is adjusted to the best.

boom.

Beside him, the Huntian sword intent burst out, forming a field.

But Ouyang Qu did not act rashly. He compressed the sword intent domain and forced it into his two-handed sword.

The thin sword emits a strong light.

Ouyang Qu released the spiritual power of the five elements attributes, and the divine bridge appeared behind him, and the Huntian sword technique floated on the divine bridge.

"The Five Elements of Huntian!"

Ouyang Qu shouted angrily, holding a thin sword in his hand and attacking the wordless monument.

The thin sword drew a mysterious trajectory and touched the wordless monument.

boom.

The wordless stele actually burst out from the Huntian sword intent at the same time. This sword intent is even more terrifying, even stronger than Ouyang Qu.

The sword intent turned into a killing sword and appeared in front of Ouyang Qu to kill everything.

Puff puff puff.

In front of the Sword of Killing, Ouyang Qu's whole body was stained with blood, his hands were covered in blood and bones were exposed.
Chapter completed!