Chapter 620 Thunder fights flames, golden thunder defeats Lihuo, and the Son of the Phoenix Clan loses for the first time!
The giant golden hands are like the hands of Buddha covering all living beings in the pagoda.
The bloody sword light corresponds to the power of Shura.
There was a loud bang, like the Buddha coming to the world, killing the rampant Asura with one blow.
Blood Knife Shura spat out a mouthful of blood angrily, and flew backwards as if he had hit a mountain.
On the distant hill, all the proud members of the Phoenix clan seemed to have lost their words and suddenly fell into silence.
Deadly silence.
Embarrassment, embarrassment, burning, and other emotions rushed to my face.
Nine Saint Maiden's eyes widened immediately, and her rosy little mouth opened wide enough to hold an egg.
"This...this...is this the Supreme Dharmakaya?"
"It seems that the Dharmakaya is still ranked high."
Every Supreme Dharmakaya has a Supreme Dharmakaya, but not every Supreme Dharmakaya is very powerful.
So some supreme beings will focus elsewhere, such as Blood Knife Shura. He loves to practice swordsmanship, and has cultivated the sword light skill to earth-shattering power, which is no less powerful than the powerful Supreme Dharmakaya.
However, there is no doubt that the Supreme Dharmakaya is still the most powerful means of magical power, otherwise there would not be a Supreme Dharmakaya list in the world.
Li Yuanjian raised his eyebrows, his charming almond-shaped eyes raised with unexpected surprise, and murmured to himself, "Is it completed so quickly?"
The Nine Saints with pointed ears turned their heads when they heard the sound, "What?"
Li Yuanjian chuckled lightly and shook his head, "Nothing."
The Nine Saints blinked. After taking a closer look at the seventh sister, I couldn't get any information, so I had to turn my head again.
The battle in the distance has come to an end.
Jiang Shuo did not fully use the Thousand Forged Golden Gangshen, only showing one arm, but he had already shot down the fourth-grade supreme pride of the Phoenix tribe into the clouds.
The deacon of the Phoenix tribe in charge of supervision twitched his eyes and declared the former the winner.
This time, Jiang Shuo calmly walked aside to receive the reward, but there was no sound of teasing in the distance.
Not long after, the next round will come.
In the fifth round, the number of warriors dropped sharply, leaving less than a hundred people. Those who could be left behind were all experts in the supreme realm.
This time Jiang Shuo finally had a saint standing across from him.
Ranked sixth in age, his strength reaches the eighth level of supreme.
As the Third Holy Son Huang An said, his strength is not outstanding among the brothers.
But this time, the Eighth-Rank Supreme on the opposite side no longer had any playful look on his face, and stared solemnly at Jiang Shuo in front of him.
"The ranking of the dharma body I used before is not low. I didn't expect that not only would you be able to advance instantly, but you would also have such a trump card, but the victory this time is destined to be mine."
Having a red head The young man, who looked to be in his early twenties but had a rather handsome appearance, spoke.
It has to be said that the Phoenix clan has been multiplying for tens of thousands of years. Regardless of other things, their genetic appearance has reached an excellent level, and every clan member is a handsome man and beautiful woman.
If Jiang Shuo hadn't gone through several reincarnations, and the clone looked the same as the main body, it would have been a bit difficult at first.
Hearing this declaration, Jiang Shuo just smiled flatly and made a gesture of invitation.
The Sixth Saint Son of the Phoenix Tribe didn’t say much. He stepped on the cloth, and a layer of bright red spiritual power surged out of his body, making him like a ball of sun. Phoenix originally mastered the five elements of fire. Although he later changed his training direction, fire is still the specialty of the Phoenix clan.
The Sixth Holy Son has a flame on his body that can rank among the top twenty among the billions of fireworks in the world, called Phoenix Lihuo.
He considered it carefully and thought that although his cultivation level was higher than Jiang Shuo's, he didn't have much advantage in the Dharma body, so he directly used the lowest-level method.
He once relied on this fire to experience in the universe and burned through the body of a lower-ranking Supreme Being.
The gap between the Earth Supreme and the ordinary Supreme is hundreds of times greater.
Jiang Shuo looked at the bright red flame quite unexpectedly and felt the aura boost brought by it.
The flame?
How does it compare to Dutian Shen Lei? Thunder thundered in the dry sky, and an explosion suddenly resounded in the sky.
Golden lightning arcs surged from Jiang Shuo's body, instantly bringing his aura to the same intensity as the Six Saint Sons.
During the entire martial arts competition, the Dutian Divine Thunder, which had only been revealed once, appeared again, causing surprise and consternation in the surrounding area.
A discerning person knows the goods. This light golden thunder can make the aura of the fifth-grade supreme being the same as that of the eighth-grade supreme. It is definitely a good thing!
All the proud men of the Phoenix clan looked at each other in confusion.
The Sixth Saint Son opposite also looked dumbfounded.
In order to avoid the light of Dharmakaya, he deliberately took out the Phoenix Lihuo. Why did the person opposite him use similar methods?
Jiang Shuo couldn't help but laugh at this time. By coincidence, they bumped into each other.
If he honestly competes with combat skills and spiritual techniques, he may not be able to fight beyond the third level with his clone.
It was no wonder he hit the muzzle of the gun at this time.
Taking advantage of the silence around him, Jiang Shuo launched a divine lightning strike, smashing the void.
Dutian Shen Lei has been following him for many years, and he has already been connected with his mind and can control him like an arm.
The Sixth Holy Son of the Phoenix Clan suddenly woke up and hurriedly adjusted the Lihuo forward attack on his body.
But the strength of the flames lies in its combustion power and inherent power. Its speed and explosive power are inferior to those of the thunder.
As soon as Phoenix Lihuo shot out, Golden Thunder arrived in front of the Sixth Saint Son.
In an instant, thunder and flames collided violently.
There was a boom and explosion, and the mixed wave swept out, suddenly impacting the nearest Six Saint Sons.
Jin Lei and Li Huo collided, their power approaching the peak of the Ninth Grade Supreme.
The face of the Sixth Son of the Phoenix Clan changed, and his fighting instinct made him retreat quickly to avoid this deadly mixed energy.
But this withdrawal made his already unfavorable trend sink even further.
Boom! boom! boom!
The sky above the Phoenix Clan was suddenly enveloped by a large circular formation. The thunder in the sky condensed instantly, and thousands of golden thunders fell together.
The Three Thousand Divine Thunder Formation has been with Jiang Shuo for the first half of his life. He has defeated many powerful enemies. He just used it and stamped his feet.
The coverage area was so wide that it directly enveloped the entire plain. No matter how fast the Six Saint Sons were, they could not retreat from the battlefield.
The latter lost his indomitable fighting spirit from the beginning, and now retreated in embarrassment, causing other strong men outside the battlefield to shake their heads.
Even the Three Holy Sons sighed silently, wanting to lose.
If we go straight, with the strength of the Eighth Grade Supreme, at least we won't be so embarrassed.
Compared with the basic skills, the Holy Son of the Phoenix Clan is definitely higher than 99% of the same level, not to mention it is three levels higher.
In terms of combat experience, his sixth brother is far behind.
At least it's far worse than Jiang Shuo.
It seems that there are at least ten desperate battles missing.
The protection of the Phoenix Clan not only helped him, but also hindered him.
Thousands of golden thunders struck together, falling like raindrops, making the earth tremble.
The Six Saint Sons were furious and irritable, constantly firing flames, but there was no trace of them.
The moment the formation was formed, Jiang Shuo transformed into thousands of golden thunders.
Time gradually passed, and after consuming most of his spiritual energy, he roared unwillingly, but was struck in the head and finally fainted.
Jiang Shuo collected the golden thunder in the sky, stood in the void, and looked down at the pitiful figure with pity.
The fifth round, the end.
(End of this chapter)