"Golden Dan!"
But at this critical moment of life and death, the man with the scar yelled angrily, and from the depths of his body, a golden pill the size of a glass bead burst out immediately, shining like the sun.
I saw that this golden elixir was incomparably mysterious, containing formations of heaven and earth one after another, and there were countless supernatural powers and talismans intertwined deep inside, constantly rotating.
Boom!
This golden core collided with Xia Ping's fist hard, like a comet hitting the earth, producing an explosion-like sound, and the terrifying energy spread out in all directions, cracking the ground.
The hills one after another in the distance were shaken and collapsed, and they were razed to the ground in a radius of hundreds of miles.
Originally, this fist was invincible and contained the power of a divine beast. A single punch could easily destroy a mountain.
However, the collision between the golden core and the fist was unscathed. It seemed that all the power was resisted by the light from the golden core, and it couldn't hurt the golden core. It was so hard that it was unimaginable.
It is estimated that even if it is a defensive magic weapon of a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is nothing more than that.
"Can it resist my full punch? What is this?"
Xia Ping was also a little surprised. He felt that this round thing seemed to be very weak, only the size of a glass bead, but it was so hard that it was unimaginable.
Even if he tried his best, he couldn't hurt this thing in the slightest.
"This is Jindan!"
The cat fairy also knew Xia Ping's doubts, and immediately sent a voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness: "It is formed by the condensed formation of countless magical powers. After being tempered by spiritual fire and eliminating impurities, it is finally born as a crystallization of mana.
Although a golden elixir is only the size of a glass bead, it contains supreme power, which cannot be destroyed by ordinary power. It is like a relic condensed by Buddhist and Taoist monks, and it is also equivalent to a tyrannical magic weapon.
Some real people in the Golden Core state even directly use the Golden Core in their body as a weapon. When encountering an enemy, they directly control the Golden Core to smash it at them, instantly blasting the enemy into powder. "
bang bang bang! ! !
At the moment when Mao Xianren spoke, Xia Ping shot again and again, his punches were like thunder, and each punch had the power to smash the mountain.
But the man with the scar moved his mind at will, manipulating the golden core, constantly resisting Xia Ping's astonishing fists, and instantly turning the tyrannical power into an invisible state.
No matter how Xia Ping attacks, he can't hurt the scarred man at all.
"Haha, it's useless. My golden core is not something you, a little true fire cultivator, can destroy. No matter how powerful you are, you can only be deflated."
The scarred man was triumphant.
He punched Xia Ping dozens of times in a row, but he was still at ease, and he didn't mind continuing to fight Xia Ping.
After all, based on magic power alone, a cultivator at the Golden Core Realm is still far superior to the Real Fire Realm. In a real battle for three days and three nights, this kid will definitely die from exhaustion in the end.
A cultivator without mana is no different from a salted fish, he can only be slaughtered.
Therefore, he is now sure to win.
"Indestructible? You are too confident. There is nothing in this world that cannot be destroyed." Xia Ping sneered, and he operated the Pure Yang Immortality Art, and the spiritual fire in his body immediately ignited.
This was the first time he used the spiritual fire after entering the Real Fire Realm, and the blood and magic power of his whole body began to burn like gasoline ignited.
A terrifying, explosive force surged from deep within his body.
Boom~~
In an instant, Xia Ping's Golden Crow blood from hell erupted, and all the blood in his body turned into flames. His whole body was like a flame giant, burning with strange flames.
Behind his body, there seemed to be a phantom of a Hell Golden Crow. It was an indescribable existence, high above, like a supreme god.
Burning mana suddenly increased his attack power by more than ten times.
Hell Golden Crow Claw!
Xia Ping stretched out his claws, seemingly slow, but extremely fast, like the claws of an ancient divine bird protruding from the void, it was earth-shattering, as if this claw grasped the universe in his hands.
What? !
The man with the scar was terrified. He could feel that this claw was extremely terrifying, containing tyrannical supernatural power and destructive power, and it also completely locked the aura on his body.
No matter how he dodges, this paw grabs him, he is like a grandson monkey under the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.
Boom!
Before the man with the scar could figure out how to deal with it, the claw struck his golden core, and a terrifying force erupted, as if tens of thousands of ancient giant elephants were trampling the ground and tearing apart the sky.
"No!"
The man with the scar screamed. The golden core, which was originally extremely hard, harder than diamonds, was blasted with a crack by this tyrannical force at this moment.
The golden core was originally a kind of object intertwined with his life, a crystallization of the condensed spirit, energy and spirit. If there was a crack, it would be equivalent to tearing his soul apart.
Therefore, this blow immediately caused him to be severely injured, and made him feel the pain of his soul being torn apart, as if his soul was being devoured and bitten by thousands of evil spirits.
This kind of pain is extremely terrifying, even the top ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are nothing more than that.
With a pop, he coughed up blood on the spot, his face pale.
"Damn bastard, bastard, you dare to destroy my golden core and my practice, I can't spare you, absolutely can't spare you!" The man with the scar went mad, furious.
The golden core is his most important object, and it cannot be lost. Once there is a crack, it means that the Dao foundation is damaged, and it will be even more difficult to improve in the future.
It can be said that Xia Ping's attack simply cut off his path to further promotion. Such an approach is equivalent to killing his father and mother, and they are irreconcilable.
"You don't need to forgive me, you have to die today!"
Xia Ping bullied himself, another claw, from the depths of the void, this is the eternal claw, shaking the world, the surrounding flames are burning hot, emitting eternal light.
boom!
This claw slapped the scarred man viciously like a rubber ball, knocking him down from the sky and hitting the ground in an instant, blasting out a pothole with a diameter of more than ten kilometers, and the earth trembled.
His golden core also suffered a strong impact, and five or six cracks appeared all over the entire golden core, as if it was about to be blasted to pieces, which also caused him to die of pain.
At the same time, the terrifying power of the flame also penetrated into his internal organs, burning them completely, disrupting the circulation of his mana, making him seem like a living person, and even his blood began to burn, which was horrible.
"Thinking to kill me? Impossible, how can I be killed by an ant like you, even if I die, I will pull a back, let's die together."
A look of madness appeared on the face of the man with the scar. He operated the formula, and there were more cracks on the golden core on his body, densely packed like a spider's web
At the same time, this golden elixir squirmed with a terrifying aura, as if it was about to burst out, shining golden light.