the Bi Xing Lu while sitting in meditation, refining the inner power within his body. 。By the time one reaches the Hè Tǐ (merged body) stage, pills that can directly increase mana are extremely rare...Pff! Both of them almost coughed up blood. In fact, Lu Xiaoteng suffered a heavier blow because he didn't have his legs to help him, putting him at a slight disadvantage.

Thanks to the fire-scaled armor on his body, he managed to block a portion of the heavy blow. But this could only solve a small part of the problem, after all, at this time the two were already fighting in close quarters, and all techniques were no longer effective. All that was left was to strike the opponent's vital point with the fastest and most powerful attack.

The Shaba wanted to break free, but since Lu Xiaoteng had grabbed its shoulders, it couldn't completely knock him down. The Shaba wanted no chance to create distance again.

At this point, they no longer resembled cultivators at all. They were brawling like ordinary commoners, rolling on the ground in a chaotic fight, with not a shred of their former cultivation grace left.

In this near-defenseless melee, both were heavily wounded. Such close-quarters combat relied not only on personal strength but also on willpower. Shaba was naturally a ruthless and vicious fighter, his ribs broken in several places, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, yet he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

I originally thought that the silver-haired youth in front of me was incredibly strong, but I didn't think he would have the endurance to keep going. However, what surprised me was that even though the silver-haired youth was hit more times, he never gave up on me.

The cultivator who was called the Color-Changing Lizard saw the horrifying scene before him. He also saw that even Sand Senior Brother, whom they usually feared greatly, was not able to gain a clear advantage at this time, and all of his senior brothers and sisters had died under the combined attack of the puppets and Di Kun.

At this time, the chameleon lizard, who was also injured, had eyes that flickered with a cold light. When he saw the clay puppet charging again, he couldn't help but be startled. At this point, there was only one person left, how could he possibly be a match for both the giant puppet and Di Kun Although fleeing might lead to revenge from Shaba, the demon, staying would surely mean death. Besides, whether Shaba could survive the terrible silver-haired youth was uncertain. If he escaped, with the clay puppet and Di Kun present, it was possible that Shaba would also meet his end. In a blink of an eye, the chameleon lizard made a decision and turned to run. He believed that, given the unresolved situation with Shaba, the silver-haired youth should be too preoccupied to bother with him at this time.

The cultivator who went by the name of the Color-Changing Lizard leaped a few times, but disappeared into the thick bushes in the distance. The earthen puppet and Di Kun were now finally free to act.

At this time, Lu Xia Tian and Sha Ba were still engaged in a brutal fight.

"Die!" Shaba roared, smashing a fist into Lu Xia Tian's chest. With cracking sounds, the bones hit were broken into at least several pieces.

Lu Xia Tian immediately retaliated, throwing a punch at Sha Ba's thick and fat face like a toad. Sha Ba tilted his head back, avoiding the vital point, but his nose bridge was almost flattened by Lu Xia Tian's punch.

The Shaba let out a terrifying roar, its eyes fixed on Lu Xia Tian filled with fear, anger, and boundless killing intent.

In the recent fight with Lu Xiaoteng, he was covered in wounds from head to toe. The young man in front of him was even more injured. But until now, the silver-haired youth had not shown any fear. Shaba himself was starting to back down because he was afraid that if he wasn't careful, his attacks would weaken due to the intense pain, and he would be defeated by this young man.

It's really a bit incomprehensible. This silver-haired youth doesn't look very old, how could he have such a terrifying willpower. Shaba naturally didn't know that Lu Xiaotian had practiced the Splitting Mystery Art, which caused pain that was several times worse than this deep into his soul. Back then, in the Hun Yuan Dao Zang, he was able to raise his physical cultivation to the peak of the sixth level in such a short period of time. Besides the fact that the golden crystal inside the shallow gold stone sculpture could quickly repair his body and was extremely beneficial for the improvement of physical cultivation, Lu Xiaotian fought close combat with the stone statue day after day and month after month in that narrow passage. His body had already been struck countless times by the stone statue. It can be said that it was through thousands of hammerings and hundreds of tempers that he achieved the results of a sixth-level peak physical cultivator. Lu Xiaotian's willpower had long been tempered unbreakable between cultivation and countless life-and-death hardships.

Lu Xiaoxiao's cultivation realm was forged through countless punches and kicks. The pain, boredom, and the seemingly hopeless stone statues all became Lu Xiaoxiao's whetstone. Although Shaba was also a ruthless person, after merging with the Maha Blood Toad, his strength rivaled Lu Xiaoxiao. Although this cultivation method brought him immense pain, this shortcut allowed his strength to increase dramatically. While it saved him a lot of time, it lacked the tempering that Lu Xiaoxiao experienced in reaching the sixth stage of physical cultivation.

Therefore, in this bloody fight, although the Shaba's strength is slightly greater, its momentum has undoubtedly lost a few points.

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At this time, Lu Xiaoteng was also severely injured and was wrestled away by Sha Ba.

However, seeing Emperor Kun and the puppet controlled by his deputy primordial spirit flanking him, forming a triangle with Sha Ba in the middle, Lu Xia Tian smiled faintly. But this smile tugged at the wound in his chest, causing Lu Xia Tian to cough incessantly, blood staining his hand where he pressed against his mouth. If the strength of this hulking brute was truly only this much, then this fierce battle would be coming to an end.

But just at this moment, Shaba let out another ferocious roar. Its blood-stained mouth opened wide, spitting out a blue-black orb. Inside, it seemed that a azure centipede with exceptionally powerful energy was writhing. Even from this distance, Lu Xia Tian could feel an overwhelming surge of power.

Lu Xiaitian was startled. Everything before him exceeded his expectations. He didn't know what kind of strange and eerie secret technique Shaba had used this time, but just from the aura of this blue-black bead, it was far beyond the aura of the burly man before. Even he felt a chill run down his spine. This feeling had only been experienced when facing cultivators at the Jindan level. Although it was far inferior to a true Jindan cultivator, even a small portion of Jindan power would be enough to kill him.

The gap between Foundation Establishment cultivators and Golden Core cultivators is like the difference between Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment, a single level apart, yet worlds apart.

Lu Xia Tian felt as if the air around him had thickened with a sense of foreboding when that dark green orb appeared.

"To force me to use the Soul-devouring Bead, you died a worthy death." Shaba grinned savagely, his words laced with hatred towards Lu Xia Tian.

"Soul-Worm Battle Bead" Lu Xia Tian was taken aback. He had read many books, but he had never heard of such a strange combat technique. However, from the sandstorm before him firing a surge of energy toward the cyan-black bead, and the release of the cyan-black Soul-Worms after the bead glowed, it fell into the grass on the ground.bly faltered by a fraction."Damn it!" Seeing the distance between him and Lu Xia Tian not lessen but increase, Du Shan's inner resentment was difficult to describe in words.The fog here grew thicker,...