"Damn it, he's getting stronger?!"
Sensing the sudden change in Xia Ping's aura, which seemed to be continuously increasing, Drought Spear's face turned green. This was clearly a battle between kings, but not only was this brat not being killed, he was actually using him as a training target and becoming even stronger.
When it thought that this kid was using it as a whetstone and using it as a stepping stone to advance to a higher realm of martial arts, it was extremely mad. It could not accept this reality at all.
"Go to hell, go to hell!"
Drought Spear used all his strength. Countless fist prints appeared in the air, and the power of the Fire of Drought increased to an unprecedented level. Volcanoes kept erupting on the ground.
A large amount of lava shot out and bombarded Xia Ping's body, trying to burn this damned human alive.
Originally, for the Fire of Drought Demons, this kind of fire was almost invincible. Not many enemies could be arrogant in front of the Fire of Drought Demon.
However, this human was different. He did not seem to be afraid of the fire at all. Instead, he bathed in the fire as if he felt extremely comfortable. Even the surrounding Fire of Drought Demon was being led by him and was constantly being devoured.
Yes, it was devouring!
At this moment, Xia Ping used the Sun God Fist. With his body as the center, a huge vortex formed, producing a terrifying suction force. The 108,000 pores on his body were like a roc, breathing together.
The Drought Demon Fire that was originally scattered around him turned into wisps of black smoke. All of it surged into his body and devoured the flames like a whale swallowing its prey.
"This human is crazy!"
Drought Spear's eyes widened. Ordinary living beings facing the Fire of Drought Demon would be like facing the plague. They would be afraid to avoid it, but this kid was actually taking the initiative to absorb it. Did he think that his life was too long?
It should be known that the Fire of Drought Demon not only had the destructive power to evaporate all water and burn countless substances, but it also contained a constantly satisfying poison like the plague.
Even a King Realm Warrior would not be able to withstand such a poison. If they were touched by it, they would die very quickly.
However, Xia Ping was not courting death by doing this. He was doing it on purpose.
This was because he found that when he used the Sun God Fist, he actually had the power to devour flames. He could take the enemy's Unusual Flame as his own and completely integrate it into his own body.
This was the reason why the Yang God Fist could be called a Holy-ranked fist technique. Not only was it a fist technique of extreme Yang, it could also devour the essence of the enemy's strange flames during battle. It was like a god of flames, controlling all the flames in the world.
When the Drought Demon Flame entered his body, he operated the Pure Yang Immortal Incantation to expel the impurities of the flame. At the same time, he absorbed the essence of his body and integrated it into his dantian's Qi Sea.
Rumble ~ ~
Bit by bit, the quintessence of the Drought Demon Flame entered his sea of energy through his pores, where it slowly took shape. Eventually, it became a black sphere of flame that rotated slowly, emanating a bizarre and powerful aura. It was as if it contained all of the Drought Demon Flame's power, including the power to burn and poison.
"Controlling another type of Mystical Flame? That's great. " Xia Ping was excited to the extreme. Not only had his battle with Han Ge allowed him to comprehend a trace of the secrets of advancing into the King Realm, it'd even allowed his cultivation to improve.
Now, he could even devour the Drought Demon Flame on his opponent's body to strengthen the power of his own flame. Han Ge was simply a child of wealth, a whetstone to aid his cultivation.
It could be said that with the Drought Demon Flame, he had four kinds of special flames in his body, which greatly improved his power.
Moreover, the Drought Demon Flame was also a well-known Mystical Flame in the universe, which made many creatures tremble with fear. This was a unique flame of the Drought Demon Clan, which other creatures could not control.
Mastering this kind of Mystical Flame was equivalent to mastering a trump card.
Rumble ~ ~
As he devoured the quintessence of the Drought Demon Flame, a large amount of energy gushed out of Xia Ping's body. His Gang Qi increased sharply, and his meridians surged like a river.
Bang! Bang!
The acupoints in his body were broken through one after another, and three or four acupoints were opened at once. His Gang Qi had greatly increased, and he was close to the peak of the Supreme Power Realm at the Eighth Heaven.
It was estimated that it wouldn't take long for him to break into the Supreme Power Realm at the Ninth Heaven.
At that time, he would be qualified to break into the King Realm and truly step into the world of the strong.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Han Ge was so angry that he punched again and again, and the sky was full of fire. The Drought Demon Flame was burning fiercely within a radius of more than ten kilometers, as if this area had turned into a sea of fire.
Below this area, the guards of the five clans did not dare to approach at all. They could only hide far away.
This was because the Drought Demon Flame was too terrifying. Not only could it burn people alive, but it also contained a strong poison. If one stayed in this area for more than three seconds, there would be no hope.
However, although it was such a terrifying flame, this human was still full of vigor and showed no signs of being poisoned. His Gang Qi was still increasing, which made Han Ge so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
Why was this human so terrifying? Was it really the weakest king? Could it be that he could not even defeat a human supreme power?!
After fighting for two hours, Han Ge's confidence was a little shaken. He began to doubt whether he was really the weakest king as Xia Ping had said.
After all, in this Secret Land, only the patriarchs of the five clans were kings. There was no one else besides them. There were not many people to compare with.
Moreover, after living in such a closed environment for such a long time, one's martial arts level would naturally decline quite a lot, being stuck in a rut and building a cart behind closed doors.
"Come on!"
Xia Ping's body continued to surge with great power, and his strength increased endlessly. Now he was no longer afraid of Han Ge. Even without the universal protective suit, he could still fight to a draw with Han Ge.
If he could advance to the Supreme Power Ninth Realm, his strength would increase greatly, and he would even be able to kill ordinary kings.
Therefore, no matter how crazy Han Ge was, he did not take it seriously.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Two figures were fighting in mid-air, constantly colliding at a supersonic speed. Their bodies were carrying terrible flames, as if two huge suns were colliding.
Every time they collided, a large amount of condensed flames burst out and fell on the ground, instantly burning an area, as if this place had turned into a flaming mountain.
A large amount of thick smoke burst out in all directions, and lava flowed around like a river. The battle between the two sides was earth-shattering. More than a dozen kilometers seemed to have collapsed, and shocking potholes appeared.
This seemed to be a battle between two kings!
"What's going on?"
With a whoosh, at this moment, a terrible momentum came from afar, no less than that of Han Ge. That aura came from afar at an extremely fast speed, like a cannonball, jumping in an instant.
Dong. In the next second, an imposing figure appeared in front of Xia Ping and Hange. It was a giant man made of stone. He was three meters tall.
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