Godly Dragon Guard - Vol 3 Chapter 4758

Wu Wenhua was smoked by Shen Lang’s repeated manipulation of Qi orifices, and his mouth uttered a loud roar: “Jin Huang’s true body!”

Accompanied by the roar of the sky, suddenly, the golden light of the river and the sea sprayed out from the body of Wu Culture, and the figure of Wu Culture suddenly swelled to a height of tens of thousands of meters, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole body was intertwined, like a Hercules .

The huge Wu culture, just the golden light released from the whole body, will illuminate the top of the mountain!

Shen Lang’s heart is awkward. He has seen this magical power. Yu Qing, who he killed on Jin’ao Island before, has also used similar physical magical powers, but the physical magical powers displayed by Wu Culture are more than one level higher than Yu Qingqiang. !

In fact, Wu Wenwen had once studied under the emperor Wen Zhong of Shang Zhou, and he also cultivated Jin Huang’s real body, and was known for his powerful physical body.

The Jinhuang body displayed by Wu Culture is much stronger than ordinary magic, heaven, and earth!

“dead!”

The furious Wu Wenwen leaped up and then fell straight down. The soles of the feet, like mountains, carrying unimaginable power, stepped heavily towards Shen Lang!

The power of this foot can be said to be against the sky, and the space where it passes is collapsed and turbulent.

Shen Lang’s scalp was numb, and he uttered a shocking shout: “Sura Eucharist!”

Suddenly, Shen Lang curled up the monstrous demon energy all over his body, transformed into the posture of the Demon God of Shura, and displayed the magical powers of heaven and earth with lightning speed.

The figure of Shura Demon God quickly soared to a height of tens of millions of feet similar to that of Wu Culture, with eight arms supporting the sky, like eight Optimus Prime, trying to hold the power of Wu Culture!

The next moment, Wu Wenwen’s soles hit the eight palms of the Demon God of Shura.

“Boom!!!”

The appalling roar makes people tinnitus and deaf.

The eight giant palms of the Demon God of Shura abruptly supported the exaggerated foot power of Wu Culture.

The physical power of Wu Culture is simply appalling!

Shen Lang felt as if he had been hit by tens of thousands of giant mountains. His blood flowed backwards, crawling on the ground, his bones creaking, and his body couldn’t stop twitching and trembling.

The layer of hard ice under him cracked, forming a sunken pit.

I have to say that the ice layer on the top of the Canglong Mountain is extremely hard, and with such a huge force, the mountain has no meaning to collapse and sink at all.

“Huh, it’s no wonder that you can be so attached to General Huang. It seems that your kid is really capable.”

Wu Wenhua showed a slightly surprised expression when he saw that Shen Lang had actually held up his prestige.

You know, the difference between Daluo Jinxian and Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is quite unbelievable. It is incredible that this kid can block his own kick.

Of course, astonishment is astonishment. In the eyes of Wu Wenhua, no matter how strong Shen Lang is, he is only a small big Luo Jinxian, and there is no room for resistance.

“I want to see how long you kid can last!”

Wu Wenwen laughed out loud and increased his pedaling force.

Shen Lang’s incarnation of Shura Demon God endured unimaginable terrifying force, his feet had been plunged into the ice, and he was forced to kneel on one knee, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Wu Wenwen sneered: “Boy, did you kneel down to this general so soon and beg for mercy? Hahaha, if you knock your head a few more times, this general may not be able to leave you a whole body.”

“roll!”

The anger in Shen Lang’s chest suddenly swelled, and the Shura Demon God’s flesh released the Asura sacred fire that soared to the sky, carrying the incomparable destructive energy, and swallowing it toward the Wu culture.

Wu Wenhua didn’t pay attention to the Shura sacred fire released by Shen Lang. His Jin Huang’s true body had long since cultivated to the point where water and fire could not invade, and ordinary flames could not hurt him at all.

“With this level of flame, I am also delusional…”

However, when Wu Wenwen was halfway through, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

“hiss!”

But when the large black magic flame released by Shen Lang hit his body, a violent burning sensation came from the surface of the body. The power of this black magic flame was so powerful that it could barely break through his body’s defenses. Amazing!

“Divine art? You can actually perform divine art!”

This Wu Culture was finally shocked.

“Sura Faxiang!”