"I see."
Xia Ping suddenly realized that he finally knew the real mystery of his previous spear technique, the Hell Suppressing Demon Spear, and what he had obtained before was just a little superficial.
The martial art level of this spear technique is extremely high, it is unpredictable, and perhaps even the holy level can't be described.
And it has a total of seven spear techniques, which are nature, killing, creation, destruction, devouring, washing, and reincarnation!
One style is more powerful than the other, and one style is more unfathomable than the other. When the seven spear techniques are successfully practiced, even a demon god can easily be suppressed in the depths of hell, unparalleled in power.
Boom~~
In an instant, Xia Ping clenched the spear of hell, and the breath on his body was completely different, as if he had absorbed all the breath of hell, swallowed it into his body, and then pierced it with a spear, bursting out instantly.
The first form of Hell Town Demon Spear - Natural!
The spear blasted out, and in an instant, various elements of earth, wind, water and fire appeared, the gossip of heaven and earth, and the combination of various hexagrams, and the endless mana instantly condensed into a picture of hell.
Volcanoes erupted one after another, highly toxic swamps bubbled one after another, and yellow springs and rivers one after another all converged in this picture scroll of hell, as if to interpret the scene of hell.
In this scene of hell, the supernatural workmanship contains infinite good fortune, various moves change, the sun and the moon change, Tao follows nature, and Yin and Yang are all contained in this move.
He has already learned the first form and even mastered it within a few breaths of transmitting these unique techniques from hell, so as soon as he makes a move, he increases the power of the hell-suppressing magic spear several times.
"What kind of supernatural power is this?"
Many Xuantianmen disciples also felt the horror of this spear, as if the hell had descended, projecting the plane of hell onto this world, like pulling the enemy into the depths of hell.
Even though they didn't confront Xia Ping head-on, they still felt the strong breath of hell when they stayed beside them. It seemed that countless evil spirits were going to drag their souls into hell.
"How is it possible?! This is not a unique knowledge in the world, where did you learn it from?!"
Chu Hen was taken aback, he had no idea that the kid in front of him suddenly increased in strength, and instantly increased the power of the supernatural power several times, as if there had been a qualitative change.
The moment the terrifying spear came, he felt that he had fallen into Abi Hell, his soul was tortured thousands of times, his energy was locked, and he couldn't move his whole body.
Boom!
All kinds of defensive qigong and defensive magic weapons on his body were blasted to pieces, and they were immediately pierced and shattered into powder. Even the spear directly pierced his abdomen, dripping with blood.
"Damn offal!"
Chu Hen roared, with a ferocious expression on his face. He really didn't expect the power of this spear to be so terrifying. It directly pierced through his defense and his own body, like a deadly spear that wanted to pierce his soul.
He circulated the power of the golden core, burned the mana in his body, and his strength increased several times, even the blood from the wound stopped flowing, and he immediately wanted to pull out the spear.
"late!"
Xia Ping slapped it down with one palm, and the Mountains and Rivers Pearl was thrown out, and a picture of Jiangshan Sheji covered a hundred miles in an instant, and the vitality of the whole world seemed to have stopped functioning at this moment.
He remembered the horror of a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm. Once the opponent was pushed into a desperate situation, the opponent could immediately explode the Golden Core in despair, and perish with the enemy. The power of self-destruction was more terrifying than a nuclear bomb.
He won't reveal such flaws, otherwise he will die together with the enemy, wouldn't he be at a big loss? !
Therefore, he would not give the opponent a chance to blew up his golden core, and once he made a move, he would kill the opponent.
What? !
Chu Hen was terrified at the moment, no more anger or embarrassment, replaced by endless panic and panic.
Because when the picture scroll of the formation method shrouded him, he found that apart from his own thinking being able to function, his mana, supernatural powers, magic weapons, body, etc. could not move, as if he had been hit by a fixation spell.
Even if he wanted to blew himself up, there was nothing he could do.
In a situation like this, in a fierce battle, it is simply a fatal flaw. Even if the body is frozen for a second, it is enough for the enemy to kill himself a dozen times.
Not to mention, now his body does not know how many seconds it will be frozen, it is simply watching him being killed, but he is powerless, and his heart falls into a state of despair.
"die!"
Xia Ping would not give Chu Hen any chance, and ignored Chu Hen's begging for mercy, panic, regret, unwillingness and other emotions. The Spear of Hell stabbed out in an instant, and stabbed accurately on Chu Hen's head.
boom!
Chu Hen's head was pierced in an instant, and the tyrannical strength erupted. Immediately, his head shattered like a watermelon, and blood splashed out, staining the ground red.
His body also fell to the ground, splashing dust all over the place.
A cultivator at the Golden Core Realm was killed on the spot like this, and even the Golden Core couldn't explode himself!
"Are you kidding, senior brother Chu Hen is dead? Was he pierced in the head by a spear?!"
Many Xuantianmen disciples were trembling all over, but Chu Hen was one of the twelve Golden Core Realm Masters of Xuantianmen this time. Although his strength was not among the best, he was also one of the leaders.
But now he was actually dead, stabbed to death by a native with a spear, and his head was blown off.
And before he died, Chu Hen couldn't even blew up his golden core. If such a thing was told, no one would believe it.
"I don't believe it. Illusion. It must be an illusion. Senior Brother Chu Hen is a cultivator at the Golden Core Realm. That guy is only at the Real Fire Realm. His strength is simply different. How could he kill Senior Brother Chu Hen?!"
A disciple of Xuantianmen shouted loudly that he thought it was an illusion, and he didn't believe that Chu Hen was killed by Xia Ping at all.
But the faces of the other Xuantianmen disciples were very ugly. In fact, at first they also thought they had been hit by the other party's illusion, but they thought of various ways to verify it, and it always proved that this was reality and not an illusion.
The problem is, this kind of thing is even more ridiculous than falling under the illusion.
When will true fire-level practitioners be able to easily kill Jindan-level people, let alone have seen such a thing, they have never heard of it.
boom!
With a backhand palm, Xia Ping immediately shattered Chu Hen's body into powder, leaving only a golden pill the size of a grape on the ground. The golden pill is extremely hard, and there is no way to destroy it with this palm.
However, Chu Hen's golden core is obviously much bigger than the lost man's golden core. It is said that the more condensed supernatural powers are, the stronger the condensed golden core will be.
So different people's golden elixir is also different.
"Okay, how do you want to die? Suicide, or be slapped to death by me? Choose yourself."
Xia Ping turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the group of Xuantianmen disciples indifferently. Their clothes moved automatically without wind, and they were hunting, exuding a majestic aura like a mountain, oppressing the world.
The disciples of Xuantianmen who were present all of a sudden turned pale and trembled.