Huang Feihu's right finger drew a complex golden magic seal on the body of the golden dragon-lifting spear in his hand at an extremely fast speed, and then threw the golden dragon-lifting spear in his hand into the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

After the golden dragon spear flew to the top of the sky, an endless arc of lightning burst out. The light instantly covered hundreds of thousands of miles of range and turned into a huge thunder vortex.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the strong wind suddenly rose, and the thunder sounded loudly.

In an instant, the area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles was illuminated by the lightning arcs shining above the sky. Even Shen Lang, who was watching the game, temporarily lost his eye consciousness. Only by opening the Shura Holy Pupils could he barely peek into the scenes around him.

"Ancient Thunder Spirit, Shenxiao Thunderbolt!"

Huang Feihu roared to the sky and roared angrily, and a golden light arc burst out from his body.

Looking closely, I saw that Huang Feihu's body was surrounded by many silk-shaped arcs like thin feathers, which were the silk of law! And it was the silk of law with the attributes of gold-type thunder.

Shen Lang's heart was shocked and he activated the Shura Holy Pupil at the middle of his eyebrows with all his strength. He found that there were 47 strands of law threads surrounded by Huang Feihu, and there were really a lot of them!

Generally speaking, the peak monk of Daluo must condense at least twenty strands of law silk to meet the prerequisite for being promoted to the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. In other words, the number of rule silks that a monk who has just entered the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal has is about twenty strands of law silks.

Huang Feihu was able to release forty-seven strands of law threads, which shows that he was indeed the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal who had been practicing for a long time.

Of course, he is still only an early monk.

There is no so-called cultivation bottleneck in the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. In theory, there is no level division, but it has the strength evaluation standards that have been passed down from ancient times to the present.

Probably, the number of silk threads of law cultivated is used to judge the strength level of a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

According to the strength level, each from low to high is: early stage, mid stage, late stage, and peak stage.

The Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals who only condensed twenty or hundreds of strands of law threads were all cultivators in the early stage of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals.

The Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, which condenses more than a hundred strands of law threads and less than five hundred strands, is in the middle stage of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

The Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, which condenses more than 500 strands and less than 1,000 strands, is the late stage of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

Those who condense more than a thousand strands are cultivators at the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

Of course, even the most powerful Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal is difficult to cultivate more than a thousand strands of law threads, because this has reached the limit that the immortal body can bear.

Unless you can be promoted to the realm of the demigod (Daozu Tianzun), the physical body and soul of the monk will find it difficult to accommodate such a large number of silk threads of law.

After being promoted to the realm of the demigod, the silk of law in the cultivator's body will be transformed into a divine source and become a real body of the demigod.

It's gone far.

Speaking of the battlefield, although Huang Feihu only cultivated forty-seven strands of law silk, most of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the world actually only have the initial stage of cultivation. Huang Feihu can cultivate so many strands of law silk, and he is already the best among the same level cultivators!

Huang Feihu tried his best to activate the power of his own silk of law, and a thundering pillar of light burst out from his body, and rushed into the thunder vortex of the top of the sky.

"First-level divine art, Shenxiao Tianlei inducement!"

Huang Feihu let out a loud shout from his mouth, and the thunder vortex above the sky suddenly exploded, and a tsunami-like thunder arc fell from the sky.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The violent thunder made the space tremble.

The area within a radius of millions of miles was illuminated by the arc of lightning and lightning falling from the sky, and it was invisible, like the end of the world!

The endless arc of thunder light shredded the space and carried the unimaginable power of destruction, pouring towards Zhao Gongming below.

Zhao Gongming predicted in advance that Huang Feihu would use his ultimate move, and he was also prepared.

He stopped in the air, formed seals with his hands, and burned with black flames all over his body. Behind him, a fierce black tiger phantom condensed, making a sound of a tiger roar that shook the heaven and earth.

It turns out that this black tiger is not a spirit beast of Zhao Gongming or a spirit of immortal treasure weapon, but a black tiger soul split that Zhao Gongming himself cultivates!

"The True Lord of Black Tiger, let me help you with your help!"

Zhao Gongming's face was extremely solemn and he shouted loudly.

In the flash of lightning, the black tiger phantom behind Zhao Gongming merged into the magic seals formed by his hands.

"Boom boom boom!"

At the same time, Zhao Gongming rolled up an extremely thick black flame storm, destroying the surrounding space into nothingness.

These are not the key points. The key points are that in the flame storm that Zhao Gongming rolled up, there were wisps of black light silk like thin feathers floating, which was the silk of the law of destruction!

Shen Lang took advantage of Shura's holy eyes and noticed that the black law silk was lingering around Zhao Gongming, with a total of fifty-two strands!

This is five more strands than Huang Feihu!

"First-level divine art, Black Tiger Xuantan Divine Curse!!!"

Zhao Gongming roared to the sky, and the black flames storm rolled up all over his body instantly swept the sky and covered the world.

The silk of the law of destruction all over his body released an extremely vast black energy, condensing a giant black tiger with a length of thousands of feet long, like a demon god who dominates the world, mediating the world, and being invincible to the world!

"go!"

With Zhao Gongming's roar, the black giant tiger rolled up a black flame that covered the sky and roared towards the golden thunder falling from the sky.

"Boom!!!"

The noise at this moment is so great that it can no longer be described in words.

It seemed as if the sky had fallen, and the terrifying roar and explosion made people lose their ears.

The terrifying golden light and black light intertwined and collided, constantly spreading from the center to the outside, and everything passed by turned into nothingness.

Time seemed to stop at a moment, and a large number of gaps and cracks were blown out of the space.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The deafening roar and explosion sounded endlessly. The golden light and black light were like two forces like water and fire, constantly rushing and raging, and the destructive power burst out was simply suffocating!

Shen Lang was also affected in the distance. Fortunately, his injuries recovered a little at this moment. He pinched out a shield of the dragon to protect his body, resisting the spreading energy impact.

The destructive energy emitted by the two magical techniques made Shen Lang breathe a little difficult for a moment, thinking that the original first-level magical technique was so powerful!

The first-level magic arts performed by Huang Feihu and Zhao Gongming are far from being compared with their own half-baked first-level magic arts.

The two magical techniques were stalemate for dozens of breaths, but after all, Zhao Gongming, who had more silk threads of law, was slightly better.

The black light flames burst out from the black tiger swallowed and submerged Huang Feihu's body.

Huang Feihu used all his strength to barely resist Zhao Gongming's magic technique at the cost of consuming a silk of law.

Even so, his body was still slightly injured, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"Hahaha, Huang Feihu, you are the only one who is the King of Wucheng?"

Amid the explosion, Zhao Gongming's laughter came.
Chapter completed!