The cyan beam of light struck by Shengcang hit the two incoming thunder dragons at lightning speed, making a loud noise like the earth was shattering.
The overwhelming green light and the explosive thunder energy intertwined and collided, and the sound shook the world.
The banging sound after the two magical powers collided continued. After Sheng Cang persisted for several breaths, he still couldn't hold on any longer.
The thunder that burst out from the two thunder dragons was like a tsunami, forcibly suppressing the power of the green light, and the terrifying thunder energy pressed towards Sheng Cang.
"Damn it!"
Sheng Cang cursed angrily with a look of fear on his face. This "green rainbow piercing the sun" was his most proud offensive magical power. He had tried his best, but he still couldn't resist Shen Lang's magical attack.
Seeing the thunder bombarding the sky, Shengcang could only grit his teeth, quickly raised an emerald green staff, and frantically poured chaotic spiritual power into the staff.
"Qingmangbi!"
As Shengcang shouted, the emerald-green staff in his hand released thousands of blue lights, which quickly condensed into layers of green light barriers, as bright as blue crystals.
The overwhelming thunder energy bombarded the Qingmang wall, making a "cracking" sound.
Shengcang used all his strength and urged the emerald green staff 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 slopes turned into a wasteland, and a large number of rocks, grass and trees turned into powder.
Sheng Cang tightly held the emerald green staff in his hand, his face turned red, blood surged in his body, and he gasped for air.
He had to risk his life to resist Shen Lang's double dragon thunder curse just now.
All the cultivators who were watching had expressions of shock on their faces. The strength that Shen Lang showed was enough to explain the problem.
The elders of Huanghuaguan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The young master's performance proved that their previous worries were unnecessary. It has to be said that the young master is so strong that it is incredible. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a peerless genius!
Sirius nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression.
Shen Lang is indeed worthy of the title of descendant of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King. If such a talented person can be properly cultivated, Huanghua Temple may really be able to produce another heavenly monk!
Seeing that Shengcang was clearly showing signs of decline, the elders of the three Gumu tribes looked at each other, and their faces suddenly showed embarrassment.
Qingcheng frowned. He never imagined that the new young master of Huanghuaguan would be so powerful!
From the time when Shen Lang was not favored, to the current situation where Sheng Cang is in a bad situation, this 180-degree turn makes people feel like they are suddenly dreaming.
"Tsk, it's really evil!"
Sheng Cang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his intestines were blue with regret.
He finally understood what it meant to ride a tiger and get into trouble. It was all because of his bad mouth. He had to fight the young master of Huanghuaguan when he was full and had nothing to do. He didn't expect that the other party was a tough opponent.
Shen Lang glanced at the ugly-looking Sheng Cang, sneered and said sarcastically: "Fellow Daoist Sheng Cang keeps saying that he is the eldest disciple of the leader of the St. Mark Clan. I thought you were so capable, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than that!
Haha, this young master has only used two magical powers, how can fellow Taoist Shengcang lose his hold so quickly?"
This harsh sneer instantly ignited Shengcang's anger, and he roared in anger: "Shen, don't be happy too early. It's hard to say who will win and who will lose. If you have the guts, you can use my magical power again!"
Shengcang's eyes were about to burst, and a large mouthful of essence and blood spurted out from his mouth. He quickly drew a seal in front of him and shouted loudly: "Seventh-level earthly magic, Qinghong Kuanglan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dharma seal in front of Sheng Cang burst out with monstrous green light, and hundreds of green tornadoes suddenly appeared all over his body. Dense green light blades splashed out from the wind vents, intertwining and colliding with each other. The power was so huge that it was horrifying.
This seventh-level magic called "Qinghong Kuanglan" is the most powerful magical power that Sheng Cang can perform. Sheng Cang's understanding of this seventh-level magic is not complete enough, so he needs to use the power of essence and blood
The blessing and power will be slightly insufficient for seventh-level earthly magic.
I saw the hundreds of green tornadoes spread out quickly, trapping Shen Lang, and quickly attacked Shen Lang. It was airtight and there was no way to avoid it!
"It's interesting."
Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and he finally felt a hint of threat, and he shouted loudly: "Seventh level of earthly magic, the mad dragon goes out to sea!"
As soon as the roar subsided, Shen Lang shot a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the black clouds above his head.
The next moment, layers of white giant waves rushed out from the black clouds, converging into hundreds of white water dragons. Each water dragon was thousands of feet long, and the dragon's body was surging with suffocating power of extreme cold.
"roar!"
Hundreds of water dragons let out terrifying roars of dragon roars and crashed into the green tornadoes that were coming from all directions.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Wave after wave of explosions sounded like the sky and the earth collapsing. Endless cold light and green light collided with each other. The biting cold air rushed around, scaring the onlookers to use their defensive powers to resist the erosion of the cold light.
Some of the early Earth Immortal monks who were weak in cultivation shivered from the cold and felt strong physical discomfort.
The monks were shocked by the power of Shen Lang's magical power.
The sound of explosion lasted for a long time, and Shen Lang exerted his "crazy dragon out of the sea" magical power to the extreme, exploding nearly one-third of the chaotic spiritual power in his body in one breath, and then he was able to withstand Sheng Cang's magical power.
With Shen Lang's weak cultivation level, it would be a bit disadvantageous to have a head-to-head confrontation with a mid-stage Earth Immortal monk in terms of magical powers. Fortunately, he had previously comprehended the seventh-level Earth Immortal Technique of Mad Dragon Going to the Sea.
Different from Shengcang's half-baked seventh-level earthly magic, Shen Lang completely comprehended the seventh-level earthly magic by himself. The immortality he learned by himself was much more advanced than the earthly magic learned from the secret manuals, and the power of his magical powers was also higher.
More powerful.
Although Shen Lang's cultivation level is insufficient, his advantage is that he has mastered the master mind method extremely well. In addition, he has swallowed the Nine Aperture Golden Pill, and the purity of the chaotic spiritual power in his body has exceeded that of ordinary early Earth Immortal monks.
Taken together, Shen Lang's seventh-level earthly magic was able to withstand Sheng Cang's half-assed seventh-level earthly magic head-on, without falling behind at all.
After one blow, the entire cliff slope was covered with a thick layer of hard ice and white frost, turning into ice.
All the blue tornadoes collapsed and turned into nothing.
The whole audience was shocked, Shen Lang's skills shocked everyone, and all the Earth Immortal monks watching the battle were shocked by the astonishing skills of the young master of Huanghua Temple.
It would be fine if Shen Lang was an Earth Immortal monk. The key point is that he is at the peak of human immortal cultivation, and he can still exert such appalling combat power. It is simply unbelievable!
Seeing that the seventh-level celestial technique he had used at all costs was broken by Shen Lang, Sheng Cang stared at Shen Lang and yelled: "Impossible, you... you can never be a human immortal monk! You
What kind of cultivation is it?"
Sheng Cang's face turned pale, even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that Shen Lang only had the peak human-immortal cultivation level!