Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, finally solving Wu Wenhua's serious problem.
Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao also showed expressions of relief.
After Shen Lang collected Wu Wenhua's storage ring, he told Bixiao and Qiongxiao: "Two sisters, please stay here and don't wander around. I'll go and help my eldest brother!"
After saying that, Shen Lang turned into a blood shadow, turned around and walked towards the depths of the sea of flowers again, preparing to help Zhao Gongming.
"Hey, Brother Shen..."
Seeing Fairy Bixiao, she also wanted to go up to help, but Fairy Qiongxiao grabbed her and shook her head to persuade: "Sister, with our little ability, we only caused trouble for Brother Zhao and Brother Shen in the past. Instead of causing trouble for them, It's better to stay here and wait for the battle to end."
Fairy Bixiao didn't know this truth, she just felt like a burden and couldn't help but sigh.
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the other side.
The battle between Zhao Gongming and Huang Feihu has also reached a fierce stage.
The witch tomb is shrouded in the power of strange laws. The monks are unable to use any psychic artifacts. Huang Feihu's combat power is greatly reduced because he cannot use the golden dragon-carrying spear.
Many of Huang Feihu's great magical powers require the help of the Golden Grip Dragon-Tilt Spear. Now that he is unable to use the Golden Grip Dragon-Tilt Spear, he is naturally no match for Zhao Gongming.
The two sides went back and forth, and after fighting for dozens of rounds, Huang Feihu finally fell into a disadvantage. He was attacked with a large number of wounds all over his body, dripping with blood.
Huang Feihu seemed to be seriously injured, but it was difficult for him to be completely knocked down by Zhao Gongming.
The place where Zhao Gongming and Huang Feihu fought happened to be under the Hunyuan Tree. The surrounding space contained rich chaotic fairy energy. Huang Feihu could always replenish his own consumption and repair his physical injuries.
In addition, his physical strength is high enough, so it is difficult for Zhao Gongming's attacks to damage his roots.
Zhao Gongming also knew that it was impossible to kill Huang Feihu without paying a price, so he immediately used his big move.
"Black Tiger Mysterious Altar Divine Curse!"
The giant black tiger transformed by Zhao Gongming looked up to the sky and howled wildly, rolling up a sea of black fire that covered the sky and covering the whole body, and angrily crashed towards the golden giant transformed by Huang Feihu.
"Shenxiao Thunder Curse!"
Huang Feihu had no choice but to grit his teeth, activate the threads of law in his body with all his strength, and rolled up golden thunder like a tsunami, attacking towards the black giant tiger that Zhao Gongming transformed into.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
The collision of the divine spells performed by the two people was so powerful that it could be said that the world was shattered.
The space with a radius of thousands of miles was bombarded by the terrifying black fire and golden thunder, creating countless cracks and gaps in the space. The terrifying roaring and cracking sounds came one after another, making people feel terrified!
Shen Lang, who was close to the battle area, had to roll up a piece of magnetic golden light to resist the terrifying energy impact splashed by the collision of magical powers.
Huang Feihu did not have the blessing of the Golden Clutch Dragon Spear, so the power of the magic he displayed was obviously inferior to that of Zhao Gongming, but he did not hesitate to consume the power of his own law thread to greatly increase the power of the magic, so that he could withstand Zhao Gongming's magic. technique.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
Naturally, Shen Lang was not willing to watch the show. After approaching the battlefield, while Huang Feihu was resisting Zhao Gongming's magical attack with all his strength, he immediately used all his strength to unleash his big moves one after another.
"Blood Shadow Divine Curse!"
"Shura Holy Fire!"
An overwhelming amount of red-black blood light and black magic flames swept towards Huang Feihu, hitting his body solidly, making a series of explosive sounds.
Unfortunately, the magical power exerted by Shen Lang was not powerful enough and did not cause much damage to Huang Feihu. It only tore superficial wounds on the surface of his body, which was better than nothing.
The main reason is that Huang Feihu has activated all the power of the threads of law, and his body is protected by golden thunder. It is already good that the two magical powers struck by Shen Lang can break through the thunder defense, and it is almost impossible to cause serious injury to Huang Feihu.
Seeing that his attacks had little effect, Shen Lang was not discouraged and continued to launch magical attacks at Huang Feihu, thinking that he could play some role and not just stand aside and watch the show.
"Boom boom boom!"
After the attack continued for a while, the forty-six strands of law surrounding Huang Feihu suddenly decreased by one strand.
In order to maintain the huge consumption of divine magic, he has already consumed a thread of law.
Zhao Gongming is in good condition with no obvious wear and tear.
"Damn it!"
Huang Feihu's heart felt cold. If he continued to consume like this, even if he exhausted all the threads of law, it would be unlikely that there would be any improvement.