An icy voice echoed through the air.

Qian Hengtong and Beiyun Poison Saint's steps retreated sharply.

Although the emotions in their hearts are like turning over the river and the sea, they have also experienced a lot of winds and waves.

Furthermore, the real combat power that Shen Feng burst out for the last time was in the fourth-order sage, and the current cultivation of the two of them was all in the fourth-order sage, could it be that they couldn't solve this mongrel when they joined forces?

Right now, they don't have the idea of using Shen Feng to refine the human blood pill, they just want to send this kid to hell as soon as possible.

In the process of retreating, they did not say any nonsense.

Among them, the Beiyun Poison Holy Robe hunted, and the thick red aura surged out from the body.

Layers of waves of spiritual energy surged into the surroundings, and his shoulders shook suddenly, like a volcanic eruption, rising from his body to the sky.

The sky above him couldn't help but shake.

His right palm, which was wrapped in red aura, slapped out towards Shen Feng at an astonishing speed: "Heaven-shattering god clutche!"

With this move, the power of the Beiyun Poison Saint was unreserved.

There was a terrifying coercion in the air, and the surrounding space was concave, forming the shape of arcs.

Originally, with this kind of power, the space could definitely be shattered, which showed how strong the Beiyun Poison Saint's ability to control this move was.

"Wow".

A huge palm print, half black and half white, suddenly condensed in front of the Beiyun Poison Saint, and layers of ripples appeared in the space.

The majestic energy is always confined in this black and white palm print, and it should only be after attacking the target that the terrifying power in it will burst out.

A fierce smile appeared on the corner of Beiyun Poison Saint's mouth, he didn't believe that Shen Feng could be safe and sound in this palm of his own.

The huge black and white palm print swept towards Shen Feng at a gallop, and along the way, the space was repeatedly dented, and there was not a single crack.

Seeing this, the look in Shen Feng's eyes condensed slightly, and he could feel the terrifying attack power contained in this palm.

But.

His figure did not retreat but advanced, and his palms were also slapped out.

The space in front of him shattered, and the wrath of the dragon god had to unleash its power.

The dragon was furious, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

If you want to control the power carefully, this is not the real strong, maybe this can make the attack stronger, but the real strong should be unrestrained.

When Shen Feng was about to make contact with the huge black and white palm print, his body was instantly covered with pieces of golden dragon scales, and a violent dragon roar erupted from his body.

The heavens and the earth trembled like a boat in the waves.

An incomparably rich and brilliant golden light bloomed on Shen Feng's body, and he turned into a golden dragon that looked down on the world.

"Boom!"

Facing the terrifying black and white huge palm print, Shen Feng turned into a golden dragon and instantly pierced it.

The palm prints quickly crumbled through the air.

Beiyun Poison Saint's face was frightened, he finally felt scared, just now when the dragon's roar sounded in Shen Feng's body, his soul was trembling, you must know that his earth-shattering god clutch is a genuine seven-star immortal technique, and he has cultivated this move to the realm of Dacheng.

But as a result, the dragon that Shen Feng turned into was broken in an instant, does this kid really only have the cultivation of the middle stage of Immortal Venerable?

The look on Qian Hengtong's face on the side was also extremely ugly, Shen Feng's combat power was completely beyond imagination, and there was no way out now.

Looking at Shen Feng, who had turned into a golden dragon, after penetrating the palm print, he continued to rush towards this side quickly, Qian Hengtong's face was cold, he had already cast half of an eight-star immortal technique.

He didn't believe that this eight-star immortal technique still didn't have any effect on Shen Feng, his arm waved rapidly, and the air was instantly filled with terrifying cyan thunder and lightning.

"Divine Thunder Bondage!"

Suddenly.

The space shook violently, and the cyan thunder light was like a green snake, dancing wildly in the air.

At a speed that was so fast that it was completely indistinguishable to the naked eye, the cyan thunderbolt condensed into thicker ropes.

One by one, the cyan thunder ropes wound towards the golden dragon that came at the impact.

The sound of "swish" kept ringing.

One by one, the cyan thunder ropes with the power of powerful thunder wrapped the golden dragon that Shen Feng had turned into, and the other end of the rope stayed in front of Qian Hengtong, and he firmly controlled it with his strength.

Each thunder rope can strangle a fourth-order sage, and although this old man is an alchemist, his combat power is definitely not weak.

Divine Thunder Binding is his strongest move.

Just now, under the clutches of the Heaven-shattering God, the power of Shen Feng's Dragon God's wrath had indeed been weakened a little.

Qian Hengtong looked at the golden dragon in mid-air, which was tied by a thunder rope, he waved his arm, and the thunder light on each cyan thunder rope rose sharply, and the power of thunder raged the golden dragon's body, and at the same time, the thunder rope was constantly tightening, wanting to completely separate the dragon's body.

Seeing that the golden dragon that Shen Feng turned into was constantly struggling, Qian Hengtong shouted with a gloomy expression: "Bastard, don't resist to the death, I am faintly close to the consummation of this eight-star immortal technique, and today this will definitely be your burial place." ”

"Whew!"

Another deafening roar came from the body of the dragon that Shen Feng had turned into.

The sky and the earth darkened in an instant!

Qian Hengtong and Beiyun Poison Saint only felt a tingling pain in their ears, their eardrums had a feeling of being penetrated, and traces of blood flowed out of their earholes.

The momentum on the golden dragon's body skyrocketed again, and he tried his best to break free from the cyan thunder ropes.

Qian Hengtong's face changed drastically, he felt that he couldn't control the thunder ropes anymore, and green tendons erupted on his forehead.

A few seconds later.

His face turned pale, his steps took a few steps back, and a mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth.

And the thunder ropes filled with terrifying thunder light were quickly shattering, and the golden dragon that broke free from its shackles rushed straight to Qian Hengtong and Beiyun Poison Saint.

At such a critical juncture.

The two old men could only quickly condense a layer of protection.

"Boom!"

"Bang!

The golden dragon swept past Qian Hengtong and Beiyun Poison Saint, and their bodies immediately flew upside down, crashing into a mountain behind them.

The giant dragon reverted to Shen Feng's appearance, stood on the ground indifferently, and watched his body fall into the mountain, he said, "It's a pity that my move has completely reached the consummation realm!"

If it weren't for the continuous weakening of the power of the Heavenly Shocking God's clutches and the Divine Thunder Binding, this move of the Dragon God's Wrath should have been able to kill these two old guys for half a life.

When Shen Feng wanted to continue the attack.

Qian Hengtong who was trapped in the mountain, his clothes were extremely tattered, his hair looked extremely messy, blood was constantly overflowing from his mouth, and his eyes were filled with endless anger, he was shocked that Shen Feng had actually cultivated an eight-star immortal technique to true consummation.

A pure black pill appeared in his hand, and after quickly swallowing it into his stomach, he roared: "Bastard, I want you to die!

The exercises within the body work.

The momentum and aura on Qian Hengtong's body were skyrocketing at an astonishing speed, and he stepped into the fifth-order saint in the blink of an eye, but the skyrocketing trend did not stop.

The Beiyun Poison Saint, who was also trapped in the mountain, showed a complicated look in his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Explosive Death Pill!"

"Qian Hengtong, do you want to die with this bastard?"