Chapter 43 Is This Your Strongest Method?
Chapter 43 Is This Your Strongest Method?
"Boldly guess." Qin Xuan said lightly.
The so-called ordinary golden elixir and perfect golden elixir belong to the category of panacea.
That is to say, it is the golden pill formed by absorbing the spiritual energy in the spiritual objects.
King Han was stunned, "Bao Dan? Perfect Bao Dan?"
The treasure pill is the golden pill that absorbs the aura in the treasure and condenses it.
"Be bolder."
King Han was even more astonished.
impossible.
It is absolutely impossible.
If Baodan goes up, it is Shengdan.
Even hundreds of years ago, in the era when spiritual energy was abundant and there were so many monks, there were very few people who condensed holy pills.
Even the sword god who sealed him here was nothing more than a perfect treasure pill.
"I advise you to come up with the strongest means, otherwise, if you spend too much patience on me, you will have no chance."
Qin Xuan said calmly.
The reason why he sat and watched Lu Wufeng open the seal was that he could fight King Han.
One, because the sealing formation will be broken sooner or later, so why not choose today.
Second, it was because he wanted to test his strength.
Chaos Holy Body, Perfect Foundation Establishment, Chaos Holy Pill.
Such a layer of alchemy must have great strength, and it must be able to beat King Han.
However, just how strong it is, Qin Xuan has not expected it yet.
Therefore, he needs this battle.
"Boy... you dare to refuse my solicitation, you really have some confidence."
King Han's eyes gradually turned dark.
"Since that's the case, I won't waste time with you anymore, I'll kill you with one trick!"
After the words fell, he stood up from the throne formed by the condensed ice.
"Let you see, I have comprehended 300 years of sky-reaching spells in this sealed prison!"
Boom boom boom.
The majestic cold air gathered again from all directions.
Even the fingers formed by the condensed cold air in front of Qin Xuan were robbed of the cold air.
It fell apart in an instant.
All those cold air gathered towards King Han's sky.
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a huge skull.
Roaring silently, ferocious and terrifying.
Just by taking a look at it, I feel that my soul will be frozen and swallowed.
"All the cold air here belongs to me!"
"You are an ice-type super treasure body, I see what you can do to deal with it now!"
"Extreme Ice Destroying Soul Technique!"
King Han laughed wantonly.
He fell down.
The huge skull opened its mouth wide and suddenly devoured it!
"This is your strongest method?"
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly.
He suddenly raised both hands.
From the left hand, a golden thunderbolt burst out.
Right hand, burning blue flame.
Perceiving these two things, King Han's face suddenly changed!
"Nine Heavens God Thunder?!"
"Qinglian Heart Fire?!"
"Why do you have this kind of thing? Both of these are holy objects!"
King Han suddenly cried out.
After breaking the seal, this was the first time he lost his composure.
The last time he lost his composure was the moment when he was thrown into prison by the sword god more than 300 years ago!
"Don't ask why."
"Ask yourself, can you stop it?"
Qin Xuan looked indifferent.
He clapped his hands together suddenly.
Jiuxiao Shenlei and Qinglian's heart fire blended together very well.
Like two entwined dragons.
King Han opened his mouth even more, he was beyond shocked, "The fusion of holy things, this... how is this possible?"
Both of these things are sacred.
Any monk is at best taming one of them.
The Sword God tamed the Nine Heavens God Thunder back then, and became the strongest in Jing Kingdom.
And the monk in front of him actually tamed two kinds?
You know, the holy object is unruly.
They cannot coexist harmoniously in a human body!
He actually saw Jiuxiao Shenlei and Qinglian's heart fire submissively blending together.
For a moment, he even wondered if he hadn't broken out and was still dreaming under the stone lock?
After all, this kind of scene can only appear in dreams, right?
"Now, you will see it."
After Qin Xuan fused the power of the two sacred objects together, he pulled his hands apart.
Oh!
A spear entwined with thunder and fire suddenly appeared.
To Yang Zhi Gang!
To hot to hot!
It seems to want to wipe out all the evil and filth in the world!
The tip of the spear shone with a sharp light.
King Han suddenly shuddered.
It seemed as if the scene of being defeated by the sword god hundreds of years ago was repeated before his eyes!
"Impossible, I will never lose to you!"
King Han slapped his chest directly.
Three drops of ice-blue blood were squeezed out from the shriveled heart.
After the three drops of blood appeared, his aura weakened several times.
It's like going from middle-aged to old in an instant.
"Three drops of zombie essence blood that I have condensed in 300 years!"
"Betting on all this, I will kill you too!"
King Han threw out three drops of zombie blood.
It quickly merged with the huge roaring skull.
Boom boom boom!
The skull grew bigger again.
In the blink of an eye, it reached a height of 20 meters.
Every bone and every tooth can be seen clearly.
Although King Han's breath was sluggish, he laughed maniacally.
"Boy, feel the fear of death! Can't stop it!"
"This is my strongest blow! Even if the monks of the seventh layer of alchemy come, they will definitely not be able to stop it!"
King Han's eyes were dark, "You forced me to use three drops of blood, you deserve to die!"
"After defeating you, I must eat you piece by piece, and I will never let you die easily!"
Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent, "Have you finished speaking? After speaking, it's my turn."
He had long felt that King Han could not have only these cards.
Otherwise, this zombie who has lived for hundreds of years is too weak.
The spear hovered beside Qin Xuan, but could not be fired.
But Qin Xuan stretched out his hand again.
Strange, unaffected power gathered in his palm once again.
King Han's heart beat wildly.
isn't it...
It's not really what I think it is...
buzzing.
Three clusters of energy of different colors suddenly appeared.
Millennium Dragon Blood Tree Heart!
Dragon vein ancient rock marrow!
Taiyin Xuanbing!
"go with!"
Under the guidance of Qin Xuan, the three forces submerged into the spear obediently.
Boom boom boom!
The breath of the spear rose again.
Directly skyrocketed three times!
On the spear, thunder, fire, cold air, earth vein power, and emerald green breath are entwined at the same time.
This is the five elements!
The power of the five elements without flaws!
"How is it possible... impossible..."
King Han was speechless at the moment.
He even took a few steps back subconsciously.
It's almost like indirectly acknowledging your fears.
next moment.
The strongest means of the two collided in mid-air.
Boom!
The spear with the power of the five elements pierced through the huge skull in an instant.
Destruction!
Invincible!
King Han spent three drops of blood to comprehend the strongest blow in 300 years, and it exploded into ice shards like a cracked ice sculpture!
After the spear crushed the huge skull, it continued unabated and blasted straight towards King Han.
King Han's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly backed away.
But it's too late now.
next moment.
The five-element spear pierced through King Han's body heavily, nailing him to the rock wall on the second floor of the prison.
The five-element energy entangles the wound, making it impossible to heal.
King Han struggled desperately, but to no avail.
I could only watch helplessly as Qin Xuan walked slowly step by step.
In his eyes, boundless fear finally appeared.
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