Every enlightened Supreme Being is familiar with the fact that the whole world is the enemy.
Along the way, Feng Jinghong developed both strength and power, building Tianting into a giant without rivals.
Therefore, the competition he faces is fair and regular.
Those who don't follow the rules are praised by the Heavenly Court as soon as they start thinking about it!
Now in this place where the ancient demon clan was tested, Feng Jinghong finally experienced the feeling of being the enemy of the whole world.
Instead of making him feel nervous or uneasy, the five holy kings actually made him feel a little excited.
If conditions permit, he even wants to play a BGM to express his excitement!
The five holy kings came out together, their powerful momentum soared into the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sun dimmed.
Feng Jinghong is like a small boat surrounded by a storm, it will tip over at any time.
But his momentum did not drop at all, his posture was full of arrogance, his words were arrogant and boundless, and he looked like he didn't take everyone seriously.
The five holy kings became angry instantly!
"Little thief, I accidentally fell into your evil trap last time. Let's fight again today!" Phantom Magic Disc was the first to speak.
Recently, Feng Jinghong has been suffering as much as she has been doing. There is nothing more embarrassing than being a stepping stone for others. It is eager to wash away the shame of being defeated by a cross-realm!
"Phantom Demonic Body!"
Without waiting for Feng Jinghong's reply, the Magic Disk Holy King took action directly.
I saw it flapping its wings gently, emitting colorful lights, and then split into seven parts in an instant, and rushed towards Feng Jinghong at the same time.
Feng Jinghong looked coldly: "You dare to get close, you don't have a long memory!"
He waited patiently for the seven colorful magic butterflies to approach him, and then the Forbidden Law Domain instantly unfolded. The light on the several magic butterflies dimmed immediately, and their power was greatly reduced.
However, Feng Jinghong frowned and realized that things were not simple.
Logically speaking, mana cannot be used in the forbidden area, and the opponent's clones should dissipate immediately, but this scene did not happen.
Butterfly wings fluttered, as fast as a stream of light, and they were in front of Feng Jinghong in an instant. Then, before he could take action, these clones suddenly exploded and turned into dust that filled the sky, swallowing Feng Jinghong.
It turns out that these clones of the Phantom Demon Butterfly are not simply made up of magic power, but are turned into powder by the poison on its body. If you touch it, you will die and if you touch it, you will be injured!
The body of the Demonic Butterfly Holy King was flying in the distance and said proudly: "How could I make the same mistake? You underestimate me."
Ever since he suffered the loss of having his magic power imprisoned, the Demonic Butterfly Saint King has been thinking about how to break it.
After a month of hard thinking, it finally had an idea and came up with this trick.
Don't you like close combat? Then go boxing with my clone!
Today's move really didn't disappoint me, that nasty boy was directly hit.
If the Holy King is stained by his own poisonous powder, his skin will also peel off. This kid is doomed!
"You underestimated me too!" Just when the Demonic Butterfly Saint King was overjoyed at his success in avenging his shame, Feng Jinghong's cold voice suddenly came out from the colorful smoke.
"Huh?" The Demonic Butterfly Saint King's pupils shrank, his wings flapped, and he changed his shape.
The next moment, a magnificent sword energy flew past its neck.
Somewhat embarrassed, he stabilized his figure, and the Demonic Butterfly Holy King opened his eyes wide to look. What caught his eye was a piece of five-color divine light that was even more dazzling than its magic powder.
The nine divine rings were brilliant and boundless, and connected together, creating an extremely magnificent fairyland world around Feng Jinghong.
He stands in the center of the world, like a supreme immortal king, invincible! All the poisonous powder is blocked by the divine ring.
Feng Jinghong raised her head slightly, and spread out a wing behind her back, with black lines on the gold edge, like clouds hanging from the sky, huge and boundless!
Divine form—Kunpeng!
"Hoo~" Kunpeng spread his wings, and the wind swept through the nine layers of the sky. The colorful clouds dispersed and disappeared without a trace. The closest Demon Butterfly Saint King was blown several somersaults.
"Damn it!" The Demonic Butterfly Holy King became angry and was about to take action again.
"King Butterfly, please calm down and let me give it a try!" A gentle voice sounded.
Feng Jinghong turned around and saw the Ivy Saint King standing up.
This is the only one among the five holy kings who has taken the form of a human. His image is that of an old man with a kind face and white beard and hair.
Feng Jinghong's face became solemn. He had heard some information about this holy king. It is said that this old monster is the oldest existence in the entire land of origin. He has a very high seniority. When the other holy kings see him, they all have to address him with respect.
Young and old.
Although living a long time does not necessarily mean you are powerful in this world, living a long time is a symbol of strength in itself. Feng Jinghong would never look down on these old guys.
Facts have proved that his caution was right.
Seeing that it was Ivy Holy King who spoke, the Demonic Butterfly Holy King suppressed his anger and backed away, which made Feng Jinghong even more vigilant.
"Old Ivy, please teach me my magical powers!" Ivy Saint King said politely.
"please!"
I saw Ivy Saint King stroking his long beard with his hand, and with a slight flick, the silver-white beard swayed out.
The white beard is three thousand feet long! Like the Yangtze River, it surges towards Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong's sword fingers connected, and the grass-shaped sword energy roared out, accurately cutting the river into several sections.
However, that beard seems to contain infinite vitality, and breaking it cannot make it die.
The fibers at the broken ends of the white beards grew like weeds and reconnected almost instantly, attacking with even more fierce momentum.
Feng Jinghong's eyes were solemn. The opponent was indeed a veteran Saint King, and his attacks were extraordinary.
With this kind of continuous impact, he could certainly choose to activate his sword energy to counter it, but that was definitely not a wise method.
Fighting against an old holy king who has become a master of grass and trees, no matter how strong his origins are, he cannot withstand it.
"Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique!"
The sword energy spreads across thirty thousand miles, and the divine fire shines brightly in nineteen states.
The five-color divine fire was shot out along with the sword energy, and the terrifying flame ignited the endless white beard, spread at an unparalleled speed, and instantly burned the chin of the old Holy King Ivy.
The old man who had always had a gentle smile changed his face. He screamed and cut off his long beard that he was proud of, and jumped away like an old rabbit:
"What kind of flame is this? It can even ignite my Yimu Essence?"
Of course Feng Jinghong would not tell him that this was a low-end version of Fairy Fire, but she just moved her lips coldly: "Next one!"
"Hey! What an arrogant boy, try one of my moves!"
The Earth Bear King, who weighed more than the mountains, roared, and the strong earth essence was injected into its body along its four giant pillar-like legs. In a few breaths, its body grew to a height of ten thousand feet, with eyes like the sun and moon, and stars in its mouth.
The horror is boundless!
"This level of dharma is no longer within the reach of a holy king. Is it an innate magical power?" Feng Jinghong wondered.
"Roar!" The giant bear roared, making the mountains and rivers tremble.
The Bear King stood up, his tall and boundless body once again becoming more majestic, and then he stepped down heavily with two huge, boundless palms.
Thick earth elements surged between its palms, covering the sky above Feng Jinghong's head, as if two ancient sacred mountains fell from the sky.
Feng Jinghong instantly came to the conclusion that with his current strength, he could not stop this move!
"Hard power is still not enough..." Feng Jinghong sighed.
My own cultivation level is still too low. Once certain magical powers such as fairy fire and forbidden magic fields fail to work, I am still no match for these veteran holy kings.
If other monks knew what he was thinking now, he might be tempted to kill.
Generally speaking, if someone at the peak of the Holy Realm can fight against the Holy King in the early stage, he is considered a genius. If he has the ability to fight against the Holy King in the middle stage, enlightenment is in sight!
And he was only at the fourth level of Saint and he had already forced the Holy King to use all kinds of tricks to suppress the situation. He was still not satisfied. This was simply crazy!