Chapter 352

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
Rumble~~

Xia Ping felt that after he penetrated the eight acupoints, the vitality of heaven and earth poured into his body frantically into the eighth acupoint, and quickly transformed into majestic true energy.

At the same time, every inch of muscle in his body is strengthening, every bone is becoming harder, and even every meridian is expanding, enough to accommodate more majestic zhenqi.

Just breathing seems to be able to form the sound of wind and thunder, like an ancient beast dormant, Xia Ping felt that his every move was full of terrifying power.

boom!

Xia Ping punched out, and the air exploded one after another, as if even the air was pierced through, the fists shot out, and the wall made of titanium alloy in front of the quiet room was immediately blasted with a fist mark, making a crackling sound.

"What a tyrannical force."

He couldn't help but squeezed his fists, feeling that his physical strength had increased by 50% compared to before, and he was a lot more tyrannical.

Not only the power of true qi has increased greatly, but also the amount of true qi has increased, and even the spiritual power has also been greatly increased. The area with a radius of seven or eight hundred meters is under his spiritual control.

He can even perceive the gravel, dust and other things in the air, which are extremely clear, and his control over power has become more subtle.

"what happened?"

Xia Ping was shocked. When the mental strength and true qi in his body were extremely strong, the true qi seemed to undergo a completely different change. Under the high concentration, the true qi began to slowly transform into a dark red mist, even Condensed into a liquid.

He felt that the power contained in this liquid true qi seemed to be more than ten times more destructive than gaseous true qi.

"No way, is this the power of true essence? Doesn't it mean that you can only have it after you have been promoted to the martial artist?" Xia Ping felt the change in his body, and he couldn't help being shocked.

The most obvious change when one is promoted from Warrior Realm to Martial Master Realm is to liquefy true energy and evolve it into true energy!

It is because the martial artist realm has the power of true essence, whether it is speed or destructive power, it is ten times, or even dozens of times, that of ordinary martial artist realm nine-layer powerhouses.

But if you want to have true energy, you must transform the true energy in your body. Only when it becomes extremely rich can you evolve true energy from true energy. This is a change in quality.

Although the zhenqi in Xia Ping's body has only liquefied a little bit, it is still in its infancy. If this matter gets out, how many people will be frightened.

Only the Eighth Heaven of Warrior Realm has the power of true energy, which means that there is no bottleneck for Xia Ping in the Warrior Realm. Once he reaches the peak of the Ninth Heaven of Warrior Realm, he can immediately break through to the Martial Master Realm.

"Could it be related to the Pure Yang Immortality Art?" Xia Ping's eyes showed a gleam. He knew that this technique was extremely extraordinary, even if it was a king-level technique, it was completely incomparable.

After all, this is an energy technique that can devour the sun. Ordinary warriors who dare to absorb the sun's energy into their bodies will be burned to ashes immediately, so how can they be used for their own use.

However, he did not expect that just in the Eighth Heaven of the Martial Artist Realm, he would begin the process of liquefying his true qi, slowly transforming his true qi into true essence.

If he was promoted to the Ninth Heaven of the Martial Artist Realm and completely liquefied the true energy in his body, then he would be able to step into the Martial Master Realm naturally without any bottlenecks at all.

"No way, this power?" Xia Ping subconsciously activated the Pure Yang Immortality Art. Immediately, a tyrannical power of true energy gushed out from his right fist, and immediately a dark red flame appeared, wrapping around his right fist.

Subconsciously, he punched out, and immediately a terrifying flame erupted, forming a flaming fist, which punched through hundreds of meters away.

boom!

The fist smashed hard on the wall, the flames oscillated, and a huge fist mark was blasted out at once, resulting in dents, and even the dark red flames burned wildly, and the surrounding temperature was rising violently.

Immediately, the titanium alloy metal on the wall was liquefied by the terrifying temperature, burned into a liquid, and dripped on the ground, pits appeared, and white smoke rose.

"Attribute change, this is the attribute change attached to the true essence, which can control the power of the flame!" Xia Ping was overjoyed immediately, he deeply felt the horror of this punch.

Not only is the strength increased several times, but more importantly, it is an attack with flames. If ordinary warriors are hit by this punch, they will be burned to death immediately and easily killed.

Why is the Martial Master Realm so tyrannical? It has been called a master martial artist by the human beings in the world. Even a university teacher is just such a cultivation level, not just because of the power of true essence.

More importantly, after being promoted to the level of a martial artist, the attribute power of majoring in kung fu began to show. Some warriors can control ice and snow, and with one punch, they can freeze thousands of miles; , can turn an area of ​​hundreds of miles into lava; some can control the airflow, and they can fly tens of thousands of miles in a day.

With the power of these attributes, the warrior realm is ten times stronger than the warrior realm, even dozens of times, hundreds of times more. This is the real master-level powerhouse, who surpasses countless warriors and can be called a general. Command thousands of subordinates.

Xia Ping also remembered that during the trial on Beast Island, he had seen the teacher Qiu Xue's attack. With one palm, a group of gangsters were completely frozen and turned into icemen. This is the power to control ice and snow.

This is at least the power of a martial artist, so powerful that it is outrageous.

But Qiu Xue can actually control the ice and snow, so that these gangsters are only frozen and not killed. Obviously, the precision of controlling power is extraordinary, and it is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary martial arts masters.

But not every martial artist is so tyrannical. For example, they are also warriors who control flames. Some of them can only have a temperature of hundreds of degrees, some can reach hundreds of degrees, and some can reach thousands or even tens of thousands of degrees.

This has something to do with the main technique, the more powerful the technique, the stronger the attack power that can be unleashed naturally.

And Xia Ping is the eighth heaven of the Warrior Realm, who can liquefy true energy and exert a little bit of flame power, enough to melt metal, so he can know the horror of this technique, which is by no means comparable to other ordinary techniques.

"But the power of true essence is still too little."

Xia Ping found that just one punch passed, and the power of the true energy in his body was exhausted, that is to say, he could only throw a martial artist-level attack like one punch, and then the true energy was gone. It would take a while to be able to Transformed out.

But if he is still getting stronger and the power of his true essence is greatly increased, then he can easily control this power.

"Continue to practice."

Thinking of this, Xia Ping was in high spirits. He had just been promoted to the Eighth Layer of the Martial Artist Realm, and his cultivation had not yet been consolidated. He just needed to stabilize it, and he might be able to liquefy more true energy.

A whole day of training has passed, and no one in the outside world knows that Xia Ping has been promoted to the eighth level of the warrior realm.

At night, Xia Ping's communicator rang.

"Um?"

Xia Ping opened his eyes, exhaled slowly, opened them and looked, it was Feng Hetang calling.