Chapter 561: Cross-Level Battle

Lei Tianming's eyes turned cold, and as he watched Fang Ping getting closer and closer to him, he suddenly launched an attack without warning.

Blood-red "threads" as thin as silk flew out from his fingertips. Every thread is like a living poisonous snake, intertwining towards Fang Ping as if it is alive.

This is the spell that Lei Tianming found in the opponent's storage bag after killing a golden elixir demon cultivator. It is called [Blood Refined Silk].

This technique is extremely vicious and can not only be used to fight enemies, but can also be used to torture the opponent and inflict unbearable torture. The most important thing is that the blood refining silk can refine the enemy's essence and blood, completely extract it into a mummy, and feed it back to yourself.

Although it is bloody and evil, in terms of effect, it is a first-class healing spell.

In the flash of lightning, Fang Ping made a decision, looked horrified, hurriedly activated his magic shield, and released the high-grade spiritual weapon Tianxuan Shuttle, trying to resist the attack of the blood-refined silk.

However, how could a mere late-stage foundation-building monk block the spells of a golden elixir monk?

In an instant, Fang Ping's resistance was easily broken down, and he was trapped tightly by blood-colored threads, and he could only struggle in vain.

"Junior, please be obedient and help me heal my wounds!"

Lei Tianming was not surprised that the foundation-building monk in front of him was taken down so easily by him. Even if he is seriously injured, a golden elixir monk cannot resist it at all.

He just gave a weird laugh, pinched the magic formula, activated the blood-refined silk thread, and dragged Fang Ping in front of him.

"Ji!"

With an impatient scolding sound, the blood-refined silk threads binding Fang Ping immediately lit up with red light. The sharp tips of the threads first raised slightly, and then stabbed down into Fang Ping's body like the teeth of a poisonous snake biting its prey.

After just a few breaths, this person will become a mummy!

"Just practicing one junior foundation builder is not enough to make up for the injury. At least you need to practice a few more to barely stabilize..."

Lei Tianming was still thinking secretly, but suddenly his expression was blank, and he felt that something was wrong.

The blood-refined thread that could easily pierce the defense of any foundation-building monk was actually blocked by a layer of gray aura that suddenly lit up after touching the opponent's skin!

"How is that possible?"

As soon as Lei Tianming's suspicious eyes appeared, he saw the foundation-building monk who was dragged in front of him showing a malicious smile.

A strong aura suddenly emerged from the opponent's body.

I saw him pushing his arms outward hard, and the real physical power of the golden elixir realm suddenly burst out from his not too burly body!

"boom!"

The blood-refined threads wrapped around his body were exploded by the power of the golden elixir realm body.

Immediately, the monk showed murderous intent and swung out his palms.

Dragon Elephant Seal!

Under normal circumstances, it is not easy for Fang Ping to get close to a golden elixir cultivator. Once the other party becomes suspicious, with his current methods, he may not be able to reverse the situation.

But this Jin Dan, who has never returned to his clan, unexpectedly gave him an excellent opportunity.

There was no need for him to think of a way, the other party had already taken the initiative to drag him in front of him, with the intention of grabbing him and refining it instantly.

If Fang Ping couldn't seize this God-given opportunity, he would have lived nearly a hundred years in vain!

"not good!"

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the Dragon Elephant Seal, Lei Tianming's expression suddenly changed.

If he was in good condition, although this blow would come suddenly, it would not be difficult to block it calmly with the help of protective magic weapons and other means.

But after the previous battle, his protective magic weapon had been broken by the golden elixir ghost waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack when he was hit by the seductive ghost sound.

At this moment, in a hurry, he could only fly back while using all his strength to activate the mana shield to resist this seal.

However, Fang Ping knew very well that in his current situation, if he wanted to kill a Golden Core cultivator by surprise, he only had one chance to take action.

Once the sneak attack fails and the opponent regains the distance, in the best case scenario, he can only escape intact.

Because of this, when he took action, he never thought about holding back.

As soon as the Dragon Elephant Seal was executed, Fang Ping pinched a sword finger in his left hand and pointed at the opponent.

In the dantian, the Taixu Sword Talisman, which had not been used for a long time because life in Xianzhoufang City was too comfortable, suddenly flickered when inspired by Fang Ping's thoughts.

The next moment, the Taixu Sword Talisman, which had been cultivated to the extreme, came from his meridians to his fingertips in an instant, and turned into a bright silver sword energy. With the energy to destroy everything, it shot towards Lei Tianming!

The power of Taixu Sword Talisman, a golden elixir secret technique, is not fixed, nor is it completely linked to the monk's realm.

The power of the strongest blow it can deliver depends on Fang Ping's level of cultivation and the limit that his own meridians can withstand.

If he forcibly cultivates the sword energy and stimulates it beyond the capacity of his meridians, Fang Ping's own body will collapse before the sword energy can leave the body and kill the enemy.

But the converse is also true. As long as Fang Ping's meridians can withstand it, Taixu Sword Talisman can reach a level beyond the current level under the long-lasting cultivation.

Coincidentally, although Fang Ping is only in the late stage of foundation building, his physical strength is truly a golden elixir.

With the fifth-level Five Elements Body Training Technique and the Spiritual Pool Body Tempering that used thousand-year-old stalactites, Fang Ping's physical body and meridians were already extremely strong.

In the past few years, after he successfully improved the ancient elixir [Pulse Nourishing Pill], he has taken dozens of rounds of the Medication Nourishing Pill, and the strength of his own meridians has reached the ultimate level of physical cultivation in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

Affected by this, the power that the Taixu Sword Talisman could unleash also reached a level far beyond Fang Ping's real realm.

"Hiss~"

At that moment, Fang Ping seemed to hear a slight hissing sound, as if the space was pierced by his own Taixu Sword Qi of the Jindan level.

This was of course just an illusion. Not to mention that his physical body was only in the early stage of the Jindan, even if the Jindan was fully developed, it was impossible to break the space.

But it was enough to show how terrifying the power of this attack that took many years of hard work to cultivate to the extreme could be!

The seriously injured Lei Tianming had just barely blocked the Dragon Elephant Seal, and he had already suffered a few new injuries.

Not to mention his current state.

It was not until he saw the silver, uncertain sword energy appear in front of his eyes that Lei Tianming's injured consciousness suddenly woke up and felt the fatal crisis.

"So fast..."

This thought had just emerged, and before he could make any response, the Taixu Sword Qi easily penetrated his head and then suddenly exploded.

An unknown bone pendant on Lei Tianming's neck was automatically activated at that moment, and a certain spiritual light was lit.

However, the aura of annihilation attached to the Taixu sword energy had a certain qualitative change after its power reached the Jindan realm, and the spiritual light that was about to take effect was annihilated together, making Lei Tianming's back-up plan that could have quickly recovered from his injuries almost completely ineffective.

On the other hand, Fang Ping, who knew that Jindan cultivators had many means and could not guarantee that they had no life-saving trump cards, did not dare to relax even if he had launched his strongest attack at the beginning.

He did not care about the swollen and painful meridians and urged his subsequent attacks.