After the five holy kings tested each other, none of them took any advantage, and finally took action together to kill Feng Jinghong!
The Golden Dragon King closed his wings and slashed out a huge space crack.
The Snow Sculpture Saint King has a silver beak, and an icy blue cold current sweeps across the world.
The phantom magic disc transformed into a clone and pounced away from different directions.
The Holy King of Ivy stretched out his finger, and flowers bloomed in the void. It had no offensive power, but it blocked all the routes that Feng Jinghong could use to escape.
The Earth Bear King stomped on the ground, and the gravity of the area Feng Jinghong left instantly increased ten thousand times, pressing him to the spot and unable to move.
These five demons are worthy of being veteran powerhouses. Although it was a temporary attack, they cooperated extremely well.
Such a blow, not to mention a saint, even a great saint may be injured!
Feng Jinghong's face lost the smile, but her expression was still arrogant.
A divine light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, absorbing the extremely subtle source of Tao into the immortal platform. The mystery of Tao fell into his heart like a waterfall.
The aura around her body wavered slightly, and Feng Jinghong finally broke through a certain threshold.
He pointed to the sky with one hand and stared at the enemies: "Nine-Heaven Divine Thunder, listen to my command! Fall!"
"Boom!" The violent thunder sea fell instantly and swallowed up the entire canyon.
The catastrophe came too suddenly. Not only the five holy kings were killed, but also hundreds of demon cultivators who did not leave the battlefield in time were also unlucky, including the Bronze Ant King and several other demons.
The sea of thunder surged, instantly extinguishing the spells of the five holy kings, and Feng Jinghong's crisis was suddenly resolved.
Seeing the holy kings and the demons who were in a hurry due to the sudden disaster, Feng Jinghong smiled again on his face: "I can do things like martial arts without talking about martial ethics. Now it's your turn to break the situation!"
After more than ten years of hard training, Feng Jinghong's accumulation of current state has been completed.
After refining this source of Tao, he could no longer suppress it and instantly broke through to the fifth heaven!
Under the catastrophe, all living beings are equal. The higher the cultivation level, the more severe the tribulation and punishment. Realm can no longer be an advantage, and the strength and weakness of each demon is fully exposed.
Among the many saint-level demon cultivators, the Bronze Ant King dealt with it the most easily. Lightning and lightning struck its body with sparks flying, but it was not injured at all except for some stiffness.
Next is the Lightning Spirit Snake. Its emerald-like body shines in the baptism of thunder and lightning. It is actually taking the opportunity to refine its body!
The performance of the Mosquito Taoist, Hundred-Eyed Demonic Spider, and Fire-Feathered Eagle was similar, a little embarrassed but not a serious problem.
Obviously, the calamity of a small realm is not a big difficulty for the geniuses who respect a domain, and they themselves often experience it.
No matter how powerful Feng Jinghong's catastrophe was, it was not enough to threaten them from the beginning.
But for many ordinary trialists and aborigines, the catastrophe is very fatal, especially this is the most powerful catastrophe in the universe like Feng Jinghong!
Most of the demon cultivators had already turned into charcoal after less than a dozen breaths, and the rest were also in danger.
"Boom!" The huge thunder catastrophe overwhelmed Feng Jinghong, the true master. It was the catastrophe of the Golden Dragon King. Chaos emerged, and the terror was boundless!
I have to say that the Golden Dragon King is really strong. His golden body dances horizontally and horizontally in the sea of tribulation, bathed in thunder light, as if he is as domineering as the dragon god in myths and legends!
The performance of the other holy kings was not so outstanding.
Being able to cultivate to this level, they must have survived the catastrophe, but it was obvious that the intensity of Feng Jinghong's catastrophe was beyond their ability to withstand.
The Snow Sculpture Holy King was struck by lightning and cooed loudly, its feathers flying everywhere, like a duck running for its life in danger.
The silver hair on Ivy Saint King's head stood up, giving off a burnt smell, and his whole body trembled.
For a demon cultivator like it, which is transformed from plants and trees into spirits, the destructive power of the Heavenly Tribulation is doubled, and its restraint is too strong!
The Earth Bear King's cry is the most miserable, but his voice is loud and full of energy.
I have to say that having rough skin and thick flesh is very beneficial.
What surprised Feng Jinghong the most was Phantom Demon Butterfly. This demon clan saint king's Heavenly Tribulation was weaker than the others, so he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.
Feng Jinghong always felt that this butterfly was a bit weak before, but now it seems that it is because its level is still low.
Feng Jinghong briefly glanced at the situation of the demons, and did not take the opportunity to kill them. Instead, she sat down and contemplated.
At this time, the source of Tao turned into light rain in his immortal platform, interpreting the mystery of the great road of heaven and earth. At this time, seizing the time to practice is the most important thing.
The lightning is scorching, the power of God is unpredictable, and all living beings are trying their best to resist, just to survive.
But Feng Jinghong was as quiet and peaceful as if she was bathing in the breeze and drizzle, with a look of enjoyment on her face.
At this time, his condition was indeed surprisingly good, and the source of Tao in his body was continuously transformed into the mysteries of the Tao, improving his understanding.
There is a tribulation outside the body that continuously provides energy and tempers the body.
His cultivation level is rising steadily, his aura is steadily strengthening, and his body and mind are blooming!
As we all know, the power of heavenly tribulation will become stronger and stronger as time goes by.
When the first calamity thunder fell, many demon cultivators were able to resist for a while.
When the second calamity thunder fell, the number of those who had overcome the calamity was less than one-tenth.
When the third level of tribulation thunder fell, Fire Feather Eagle and several other demons also felt the pressure.
When the fifth level of calamity thunder came down, Taoist Mosquito and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Spider could no longer withstand it, and their skin and flesh were torn.
When the sixth calamity thunder fell, the Ivy Saint King and the Snow Sculpture Saint King had been seriously injured and were gradually dying.
When the seventh calamity thunder comes, the Bronze Ant King and the Golden Dragon King cannot remain unharmed, and the holy blood splashes!
At this time, Feng Jinghong finished his realization, stood up from his sitting position, and began to take action.
He opened his mouth and inhaled, the skylight dimmed instantly, and the endless thunder sea was swallowed by him.
Then he shouted again, and the compressed thunder sea rushed out like a torrent, drowning the Snow Sculpture Saint King who was struggling to support himself.
This veteran powerhouse who was well-known in the Land of Principles only had time to let out a scream before he was hacked half of his body, and then turned into charcoal.
Feng Jinghong's eyes turned and locked onto the Ivy Saint King.
The old demon, whose age he did not know, immediately begged for mercy: "Little friend, have mercy on me, I am just confused for a moment."
Feng Jinghong remained unmoved, holding up the sea of thunder with one hand, condensing it into a heavenly sword, and its destructive aura stirred in all directions.
The expression of the old Holy King Ivy changed, and he threw a green light towards Feng Jinghong: "Young man, please be merciful, I am willing to pay for my life with this thing!"
Feng Jinghong didn't pay much attention at first, but after seeing clearly what it was, she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
This is a branch that is as thick as an arm and about one foot long. It is green and full of life.
Feng Jinghong had seen the same thing before, which was the branches of the tree of life.
Putting away the branches, Feng Jinghong ignored the Ivy Saint King and turned the tip of the thunder knife in his hand to slash towards the direction of the Earth Bear King.
This old bear is not top-notch in strength, but it is very tenacious and extremely durable.
Although he was seriously injured at this time, he was not in danger of life. It seemed that surviving this disaster would not be a problem.
The thunder knife broke through the air, and the Earth Bear King was thrown away before he could react. There was a wound on his body that was deep enough to show the bones.
The thunderbolts from the sky fell together, causing it to scream in agony, and the alluring aroma of meat emitted from its body.
Seeing Feng Jinghong approaching step by step, the Bear King roared: "I will fight with you!"
The bear's paws stepped on the ground, and the earth's energy surged.
However, before its appearance could be unfolded, it was mercilessly smashed into pieces by the sword light composed of several lightning tribulations, and the holy blood was scattered all over the ground.
Feng Jinghong was surprised to find that the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique seemed to have an extra bonus during the Heavenly Tribulation, and its power was much stronger than usual.