"Boom! Boom!"

The blue light column that Sheng Cang hit hit and collided with the two thunder dragons at a speed of lightning, bursting out loud and loudly as if the sky was collapsed and the earth was cracked.

The overwhelming green light and the bursting thunder energy intertwined and collided, and the sound shook the world.

The sound of the two magical powers continued to collide. After Sheng Cang persisted for a few breaths, he still couldn't hold on.

The thunder burst out from the two thunder dragons was like a tsunami, suppressing the power of the green light, and the terrifying thunder energy pressed towards Sheng Cang.

"Damn it!"

Sheng Cang cursed in fear. This "Qinghong Guanri" was his most proud attack magical power. He had already used all his strength, but he could not resist Shen Lang's attack on immortal arts.

Seeing the thunder in the sky bombarding, Sheng Cang had to grit his teeth and quickly sacrificed an emerald green treasure stick, and frantically penetrated the chaotic spiritual power into the treasure stick.

"Creen Blind!"

With Sheng Cang's trembling shout, the emerald green staff in his hand released thousands of green lights, which quickly condensed into layers of green light barriers, shining brightly like green crystals.

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

Sheng Cang used all his strength to activate the emerald green treasure stick in his hand, and then he barely resisted Shen Lang's Double Dragon Thunder Curse.

After the explosion ended, the area within dozens of miles of the cliff slope turned into a barren area, and a large number of rocks, plants and trees turned into powder.

Sheng Cang held the emerald green treasure stick in his hand tightly, his face turned red, his body surging blood, and he gasped.

He was able to fight for his life to resist Shen Lang's Double Dragon Thunder Curse just now.

All the monks watching were shocked, and the strength Shen Lang showed was enough to illustrate the problem.

The elders of the Huanghua Temple finally breathed a sigh of relief. The young master's performance proved that their previous worries were redundant. It has to be said that the young master was so strong that it was incredible, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a peerless genius!

Tianlang nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression.

Shen Lang is indeed worthy of the title of descendant of the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord. If such a genius talent can be cultivated well, Huanghuaguan may really be able to produce another celestial immortal cultivator!

Seeing that Sheng Cang was clearly showing signs of decline, the elders of the three tribes of Gumu looked at me and I looked at you, and they immediately looked embarrassed.

Qingcheng frowned, and he could never have imagined that the new young master of Huanghuaguan was so powerful that he was so terrifying!

From Shen Lang being unfavorable for a while, to Sheng Cang's situation now, this 180-degree turn makes people feel like they are dreamy.

"Tsk, it's really weird!"

Sheng Cang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his intestines were regretful.

He finally understood what it means to be difficult to get rid of a tiger. It was all caused by his humble mouth. He had nothing to do when he was full and insisted on duel with the young master of Huanghuaguan, but he didn't expect that the other party would be a tough guy.

Shen Lang glanced at Sheng Cang with an ugly face, and sneered and said sarcastically: "Fellow Daoist Sheng Cang kept saying that he was the eldest disciple of the head of the Shengshi Clan. I thought you were so capable, but I didn't expect it to be that way! Haha, I have only developed two magical powers, and Fellow Daoist Sheng Cang can't hold on so quickly?"

The harsh sneer instantly ignited Sheng Cang's anger. He roared in anger and said, "Sir Shen, don't be happy too early. It's hard to say who wins and who loses. If you have the ability to take me another magical power!"

Sheng Cang's eyes were about to split, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He quickly drew a magic seal in front of him, and shouted: "The seventh level of earth immortal art, Qinghong Kuanglan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic seal in front of Sheng Cang gushed out of the sky, and hundreds of green tornadoes suddenly emerged around him. The dense green light blades splashed out from the wind, intertwined and collided with each other, and their power was so huge that it was terrifying.

This seventh-level immortal art, called "Qinghong Kuanglan", is the strongest magical power that Sheng Cang can use. Sheng Cang has not yet fully understood this seventh-level immortal art, so it needs to be blessed with the power of essence and blood. The power will be slightly insufficient for the seventh-level earth immortal art.

The hundreds of green tornadoes quickly dispersed, trapping Shen Lang tightly and quickly attacking Shen Lang, which was airtight and made people unable to avoid it!

"It's interesting."

Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and finally felt a hint of threat, and a loud shout came out: "The seventh level of earth immortal art, the mad dragon goes out to sea!"

As soon as the roar fell, Shen Lang injected a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the black cloud above his head.

The next moment, layers of white huge waves surged out from the black clouds and gathered into hundreds of white water dragons. Each water dragon was thousands of feet long, and the dragon's body was filled with a suffocating extreme cold force.

"roar!"

Hundreds of water dragons emitted a terrifying dragon roar, and hit the blue tornado that was attacking from all directions.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

Waves of explosions were like the sky and the earth collapsed, with endless cold light and green light intertwined and collided. The bitter cold air rushed around, scaring the earth immortal cultivators watching the earthly immortals to use defensive powers to resist the erosion of the cold light.

Some early-stage cultivators with weak cultivation levels were so cold that they shivered and felt strong discomfort in their bodies.

The cultivators were filled with storms, shocking Shen Lang's magical powers.

The explosion lasted for a long time, and Shen Lang used the "Mad Dragon Going to the Sea" magical power to the extreme, and shot out nearly one-third of the chaotic spiritual power in his body in one breath, and then he forcibly resisted Sheng Cang's magical power.

With Shen Lang's weak cultivation, it would be a bit of a loss to fight against the middle-stage earth immortal cultivator in terms of magical powers. Fortunately, he had previously understood the seventh-level earth immortal technique of the Crazy Dragon going to the Sea.

Unlike Sheng Cang's half-baked seventh-level earth immortal art, Shen Lang completely relied on his own to understand the seventh-level earth immortal art. The immortal art he learned by himself is much more intelligent than the earth immortal art learned in the secrets of martial arts, and his supernatural powers are also more powerful.

Although Shen Lang's cultivation level is insufficient, his advantage lies in his extremely brilliant master's mind. In addition, he swallowed the nine-orbital golden elixir, and the purity of the chaotic spiritual power in his body has exceeded that of ordinary early-stage cultivators in his earthly immortals.

In summary, the seventh-level earth immortal art used by Shen Lang can already bear the seventh-level earth immortal art that Sheng Cang is half-baked, and is not at all inferior.

After one blow, the entire cliff slope was covered with a thick layer of solid ice frost, and the air was filled with ice.

All the blue tornadoes collapsed and turned into nothing.

The audience was shocked, Shen Lang's skills were shocked, and all the Earth Immortal Cultivators who were watching the game were shocked by the amazing methods of the young master of Huanghua Temple.

It would be fine if Shen Lang was a cultivator of the Earth Immortal, but the key was that he was at the peak of the human immortal cultivation and could still exert such terrifying combat power, which was incredible!

Seeing that the seventh-level immortal art that he used without hesitation to consume his vitality was broken by Shen Lang, Sheng Cang stared at Shen Lang with his eyes tightly and shouted: "Impossible, you... you can't be a human immortal cultivator! What kind of cultivation are you?"
Chapter completed!